⚜~ωєℓ¢σмє тσ υη∂єяℓαη∂~⚜ Underland RP

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    "Well...." Tarrant looked up and thought for a moment, before realizing he really hadn't Or at least, he didn't remember it. "I...haven't."



    He shrugged, dropping the knives. They both stuck into the sandy ground, the silver blades sunk in only a bit. He easily hopped up back onto the large boulder, sitting on it. He let his long legs hang over it as he said, "So, what names do they call you?"

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    OOC: I will. You have a link?


    IC:


    "I am named Erik, King of the Outlands!" Erik replied with an insane laugh.

    "So in other words, we have no clue what to expect?" Shalynn said quietly to herself, trying but failing to imagine the dangers and wonders of the Overland.

    Erik looked over at Stayne, raising an eyebrow. "So, do you have a name.. or shall I have to call you Cyclops?"


    "Well, Alice had told me a little about it." Tarrant said. "She said it was pretty boring up there compared to here."

    Shalynn looked doubtfully at Tarrant, shuffling her paws uneasily. "I guess we will see for ourselves soon enough." She said partially to herself.

    Erik smiled at Stayne's anger. "Alright then.. Stayne." He layed down sideways on the rock, the heels of his boots tapping the side of it as his legs dangled. He tipped his hat over his eyes as he said, "I only have one more thing to ask of you three."

    "Since you're supposed to stay here...and you all tend to not following the rules... then why don't you break them and not stay here?"