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[theboogieman]

Who: IT'S A GAME MINGLE GET IN THE VAN
Broadcast: If you want!
Action: All of it!
When: Second half of the month.

[hey everyone! how's it been going? how's medieval-fun-time-world treating you? anyone pillaged and burned anything yet? got kicked out of the castle? been planning expeditions? registered for jousting? busy angsting for the last two weeks on your ship?

this is a mingle for everybody, whether they're hiding in the volcano, out and about in the city, or up on one of those random random stations where you can get quirky souvenirs.]

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[wilder]

[It was true to her words. The woods and clearing were nice. His own ears could still hear a tiny bit of sound from the market- but he knows, there's no way a human could hear from that distance. They were alone. He lets out a little breath]

This is nice...

[Right. The topic at hand]

Anyway...I think there's something I should clear up first. Our last conversations...when we were talking about humans and elves? I...may have misled you a little.

I was raised around humans, but I... [he trails off, rubbing his neck. This is an difficult thing to voice. He finally gives a sigh and owns up-]

The feather's are mine.

[dawnwillcome]

[She smiles at him to encourage him to continue, but she does have one thing to add.]

I have a friend with horns, you know. He's a Qunari, we have more races than just elves and dwarves and humans in my world. Extra parts aren't that strange, all things considered.

[She doesn't see his feathers, though, so...]

But something tells me this is a little bigger than that.