Roland Gilliad
The King of Funky
- Joined
- Jun 27, 2000
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Who?
*he didnt know that name...having not set foot in the town for years upon years...he thanked his friends of time for speeding up the encroaching darkess..he spotted the familiar...which it had to be, as no animal had that sort of palable aura...immedatly it would be set at ease...for this was no mere male human...he looked her over softly, his quiet amber eyes and long brownish black hair seemed to offset his rather handsome face...he looked like a quiet woodsman, slightly muscly and a look of incredable intelligence behind his eyes...he wore what looked like a long black robe which whispered around his ankles softly, revealign slip on black shoes beneath it, he had his pockets full of herbs and other assorted odd things...and a small leather pouch with some sort of soft stuff in it....he had reached into his robes but stopped when she asked he was doing..and he pulled his hand out and smiled a little crookedly..obviously not used to dealing with people*
I am...er..
*he looked thoughtful for a moment*
Hold a tick...ah right right...I am Shawn Williams...Scholar, Alchemist and Procurer of Magickal oddities of every sort.
*he gave a small, stiff bow*
I am unfamiliar with your name miss...I very very rarely venture into the village...
*he didnt know that name...having not set foot in the town for years upon years...he thanked his friends of time for speeding up the encroaching darkess..he spotted the familiar...which it had to be, as no animal had that sort of palable aura...immedatly it would be set at ease...for this was no mere male human...he looked her over softly, his quiet amber eyes and long brownish black hair seemed to offset his rather handsome face...he looked like a quiet woodsman, slightly muscly and a look of incredable intelligence behind his eyes...he wore what looked like a long black robe which whispered around his ankles softly, revealign slip on black shoes beneath it, he had his pockets full of herbs and other assorted odd things...and a small leather pouch with some sort of soft stuff in it....he had reached into his robes but stopped when she asked he was doing..and he pulled his hand out and smiled a little crookedly..obviously not used to dealing with people*
I am...er..
*he looked thoughtful for a moment*
Hold a tick...ah right right...I am Shawn Williams...Scholar, Alchemist and Procurer of Magickal oddities of every sort.
*he gave a small, stiff bow*
I am unfamiliar with your name miss...I very very rarely venture into the village...