05-10-2022, 07:02 PM
Being that Corrupttimelines had been appointed ambassador of The Typhoon some time ago, he figured it best that he interact with them. The male wanted to know more about their culture, and what to expect from those that lived here in the future. Perhaps he could make personal allies for himself, or potentially learn secrets should they ever cross Tanglewood. Regardless, here he was, strolling up to the edge of their territory bearing gifts. His orange eyes flickered over the land, trying to understand why one one would choose to live here. Then again, why did he choose to live in Tanglewood?
Setting the basket down just over the markers, he inspected the present contently. Within it, there were fresh herbs he had collected that we’re still fragrant. There was also some of the rare gift of moonshine along with some metal trinkets. Overall, an abundance of value as a show of good faith on his end. “Hello, Typhoon dwellers?” he began, eyes peering into the territory with a calmness.
“I’m the ambassador for the Typhoon from Tanglewood. My name is Corrupttimelines,” he called out once more.
Setting the basket down just over the markers, he inspected the present contently. Within it, there were fresh herbs he had collected that we’re still fragrant. There was also some of the rare gift of moonshine along with some metal trinkets. Overall, an abundance of value as a show of good faith on his end. “Hello, Typhoon dwellers?” he began, eyes peering into the territory with a calmness.
“I’m the ambassador for the Typhoon from Tanglewood. My name is Corrupttimelines,” he called out once more.
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