Anatolius
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Roleplay posts: 51
Appearance: On the border of youth and middle age, blond-brown hair at points starts greying (giving it a look of a more solid blond) and wrinkles form from stress and too much sun on an otherwise young face.
Registered: Apr 9, 2021 22:01:35 GMT -5
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Post by Anatolius on Dec 27, 2023 21:15:53 GMT -5
"Well there's no rush. As you said, plenty of time, I'll wait for you to be bright and energetic." Anatolius simply nodded in approval as Faisine stated her desire to move. "I am full of vigour. I need only an hour or two of shut-eye to be myself. I can gather everything while you can sleep it off once more beloved. I know you seem to have a lot on your mind, any time you need is yours."
As word of a trap came, the man's lips puckered. "What, you mean like, a bear trap? Or pitfalls? Fallen in a few of them in my day. Nasty business, good to be warned of them." The other matter made him scoff. "What, like really in the trees? Swinging branch to branch? Or have they got fancy little houses in them with windows and all the dressings. I could do the former, don't think I could live in the former." he sniffed. "Don't think most vines would hold my weight. Yes something a little more civilized sounds right. Want them to read and write and all after all."
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