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Hahaha, thank you (I think)!

I'm sure your characters are awesome too! When we finally get something going, I'll draw all three of ours. :)

Cool! I'm really into art. I sell tattoo designs to the shops around here.

I mostly draw fantasy-related stuff, though... orcs, werewolves, dragons, trolls, monsters... General nerdy things.

I even have an orc "persona". That orange guy in my avi/sig. XD

Yes, good!

*twirls mustache, pondering ideas*

Uh oh, Bearn's excited about something!

(Probably a scroll or new spell)

HEY BROS

Uggggggghhhhhhh my power was out all night

It had to happen on one of those gross, hot & sticky nights too.

No cell service either. ;A; Harblegarble.

P:

Bearn was pacing around the forest, holding a weathered map out in front of him, mumbling to himself.
"I know I should've been there by now...- oof!"

Falling forward, he nearly tripped into the well in front of him. Steadying himself, he looked around, noticing Cirym and Kyla.

"Oh! Hello, new friends!....You are my new friends, correct? The ones I'm supposed to meet at the well?" He asked sheepishly, a little embarrassed.

"Bearn! Restoration mage. Pleasure to meet'cha, m'lady." He gave her a big, toothy grin, extending his hand out for a proper shake.

"Ello up there!" Bearn called out, waving enthusiastically up at the tree.

"A Restoration mage, to be precise. I'm a healer. And a darn good one, if I say so myself - a graduate from the Mage's College and everything." He grinned proudly. "And yer'self, miss?"

"Oh! Why, yes, I am fine. Just caught up in my reading, I suppose. Heh.." He grinned, a little embarrassed. "I live in the Divine Temple, North of here."

"It's a beautiful temple! Beautiful, indeed. That's where I do most of my studies, nowadays.."

((Sorry I've been inactive, yo. My new job starts on Thursday, been preparing.))

Clutching his pistol tightly, Axel crouched behind the counter at the sudden noise. Making sure there was a bullet in the chamber, he prepared for a quick kill, aiming for the head.

His eyes widened when he noticed how young and not-dead the intruder was. Still, he kept his gun on her.

"Woah, woah, WOAH. Back up or die, lady! Your choice!"

He narrowed his eyes suspiciously, keeping his gun held on her, looking her over. "What are you doing in MY house, lady? You bit? Anyone else with ya?"

"A likely story," he growled suspiciously, completely unaware how little sense that meant. He lowered his gun slowly. "How'd you get past that horde outside? The streets are crawling with those... things."

"All by yourself?" he asked, confused. He visually began to relax, standing from his previous defensive position. She probably wasn't there to murder him and take his stuff. "What are you doing out here, lady? This part of the city - it aint safe."

"Oh," Axel shifted awkwardly. Poor lady, he thought. Her brother's either long gone, or walker chow by now. "I got caught up in the horde during a supply run... been stuck here since. Was planning on waiting it out."

Axel turned around, looking at his giant bag of guns and ammunition as soon as she mentioned "weapons".

"I think I like "lady" better," he grinned. "I'm Axel."

"I was setting up camp on the roof when you showed up," He motioned behind him. There was another small room behind the counter, and in there, a set of stairs leading to the second story. "You're more than welcome to wait it out with me... as long as you're not plannin' to eat me like our cannibalistic friends out there."