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⠀ ⠀ ⁽ˢ⁾ᴴᴱ’ˢ ᴺᴱⱽᴱᴿ ᴳᴼᴵᴺᴳ ᴴᴼᴹᴱ —— .ᐟ ⠀ ⠀ #BG3RP x #FANTASYRP x #MVRP

(☹️🌀) I do not think I can understand that.

I would not know what you define as ‘ proper ’. this is the way it has been for as long as it has ever mattered or been remembered to me.

|| Brigitte : yeah I’m kinda fucked up from my childhood of torture no thanks Arlo : but like what if?

( she seems less amused than he, bowing horned head ) I suspected as much 🌀

I do not revel in . . . sharp things cutting away at me. you would only hurt the both of us in your attempts.

( ears flatten slowly as the realization turns to embarrassment. oh. she knew that 💧)

( tail drags low in uncertain thought ) there is nothing to be helped. my appearance is the result of years of magical imposition. . what is done cannot be undone.

. . I do not understand. how would I do anything else with them?

I usually expect people to be smaller than me, actually 💧*

this seems tiring.

‼️ meow meow meow !!!

meow

“ . . you, @xftheforgotten , carry the same burden as I. ” the tiefling speaks with such certainty despite the two being strangers. it is as though the gold in her being is piercing through the other’s soul. “ I can see the weight of your oath on your shoulders. ”

a drider is not something Brigitte ever thought she would have the privilege to see up close, let alone someone she would have the pleasure to be around with consistency. so, inevitably, she cannot hide her curiosity toward @Driderbites , staring with a slow wag of her tail.

the tiefling approaches @sanguisugalepus slowly, head bowed in a gesture of friendly intention. she raises her hands, for once free of their heavy mail, showing off newly trimmed claws. “ I have been working at keeping them. . shorter. the trees are provide adequate for filing. ”