12-10-2025, 02:19 PM
RAZARANJE
RUDEolph
What do you call an obnoxious reindeer?
"I suppose we always have the opportunity to make better memories than what we've already experienced." She nods and smiles, flying does sound like it would be a pretty wonderful experience. "I bet flying is a pretty great experience!" Her eyes held a bit of wonder as she thought about it. The air that high had to feel different, maybe lighter? "What is it like to be able to fly?" She hopes she isn't too intrusive, but Razaranje's current existence is quite bland. Being able to experience things vicariously through the explanation of others is about the best she can come up with.
At the mention of the Valley and Eight and Topsail, she frowns slightly. The names didn't conjure anything to the front of her mind as her conscious felt around the dark, dusty depths of her memory. She let out a sigh, "They don't sound familiar." Her black tail swished lazily side to side as she stared into the distance. She was trying to decide whether or not it was even worth seeking out anything or anyone who might be able to tell her what became of her once home and her family, whoever they were. Little did she know her mother was also wandering around Beqanna, dropping off a full sibling to her like yesterday's trash. "I wonder how long it's been..." She took a deep breath and pulled herself away from stewing over what once was.
With a smile she quipped, "Well, you're in luck! I am, in fact, not from the Gates." She chuckled, if she was from the Gates and couldn't remember that, she was sure he would have at least known as much. "What is the Gates? What's it like?"
At the mention of the Valley and Eight and Topsail, she frowns slightly. The names didn't conjure anything to the front of her mind as her conscious felt around the dark, dusty depths of her memory. She let out a sigh, "They don't sound familiar." Her black tail swished lazily side to side as she stared into the distance. She was trying to decide whether or not it was even worth seeking out anything or anyone who might be able to tell her what became of her once home and her family, whoever they were. Little did she know her mother was also wandering around Beqanna, dropping off a full sibling to her like yesterday's trash. "I wonder how long it's been..." She took a deep breath and pulled herself away from stewing over what once was.
With a smile she quipped, "Well, you're in luck! I am, in fact, not from the Gates." She chuckled, if she was from the Gates and couldn't remember that, she was sure he would have at least known as much. "What is the Gates? What's it like?"
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Ravin