Female Faun Bard
» Distant flickering,
Greener scenery
This weather's bringing it all back again
Great adventures, faces in condensation
I'm going outside to take it all in
You say too late to start
Got your heart in a headlock
I don't believe any of it «
Another day, another weary traveler. Wren doesnt tire easily but her hooves are spent. She jumps into the bar seething and leans against the bar with a whine.
"Do you have something cold?"
Another day, another weary traveler. Wren doesnt tire easily but her hooves are spent. She jumps into the bar seething and leans against the bar with a whine.
"Do you have something cold?"
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"I am a faun! Sometimes called a satyr. Dionysus is my people's patron god."
( she wasn’t expecting anything like . . Her to show up so the surprise was sadly unstoppable. )
Oh. . . I’m so sorry I expected some small human but you . . You are no human .
A curious head tilt from the faun. She just so happened to be in the area.
"I am a faun! Sometimes called a satyr. Dionysus is my people's patron god."
A curious head tilt from the faun. She just so happened to be in the area.
Ugghhh that one hurts real good
A curious head tilt from the faun. She just so happened to be in the area.
Wren is enjoying this little game.
*She smushed them together playing with them a little in your face*
And you just let those hang out for anyone to see?"
Wren teased. Showing some restraint. She could resist her charms at least a little.
Wren is enjoying this little game.
And you just let those hang out for anyone to see?"
Wren teased. Showing some restraint. She could resist her charms at least a little.
*She leaned in as well gently tugging her top to show off a large amount of cleavage in front of you*
She moved to lean closer to Tifa.
"And whats your name, 'Boss'?"
The faun teased a little.
And you just let those hang out for anyone to see?"
Wren teased. Showing some restraint. She could resist her charms at least a little.
She moved to lean closer to Tifa.
"And whats your name, 'Boss'?"
The faun teased a little.
She moved to lean closer to Tifa.
"And whats your name, 'Boss'?"
The faun teased a little.
*she gave a teasing little laugh as she kept sipping your drink*
She grinned.
Mixing up a few more drinks to hand out.
She grinned.
Mixing up a few more drinks to hand out.
It might seem like a generic pink lemonade, but there was a very prominent strawberry flavour.
She grinned.
Mixing up a few more drinks to hand out.
She takes her offered arm. Wren is short but average for a faun.
"I am Wrenythis! People usually just call me Wren."
The dragon would offer the other an arm.
"Maybe we should start by talking? That way we can get to know each other?"
Those agile, goat like legs are eager to get walking.
"Would you like to talk? I can sing or play an instrument instead."
She takes her offered arm. Wren is short but average for a faun.
"I am Wrenythis! People usually just call me Wren."
"Alright! What's first?"
"Alright! What's first?"
Those agile, goat like legs are eager to get walking.
"Would you like to talk? I can sing or play an instrument instead."
"I was just out for a walk to pass the time. You looked like you could use some company and I thought I would offer mine. If that's alright?"
Wrenythis smiles and jumps up. She trots over to Uva and grinned.
"Arent you pretty! What are you doing out this way?"
Those agile, goat like legs are eager to get walking.
"Would you like to talk? I can sing or play an instrument instead."
Wrenythis smiles and jumps up. She trots over to Uva and grinned.
"Arent you pretty! What are you doing out this way?"
Perhaps a simple wave from Uva will be enough to bring the other over?
Wrenythis smiles and jumps up. She trots over to Uva and grinned.
"Arent you pretty! What are you doing out this way?"
4 mutuals of mine have lost their accounts. Please be wary, if it doesnt look right, smell right, talk right, it isnt right.
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4 mutuals of mine have lost their accounts. Please be wary, if it doesnt look right, smell right, talk right, it isnt right.
Attached are some messages.—