07-04-2019, 05:00 PM
(07-03-2019, 12:27 PM)achroma Wrote:(07-03-2019, 05:50 AM)Lost Rinoah Wrote: "Technically me. But not in the regular sense. I made it write itself... I like to be reminded of where I came from now and then though. So I keep them close." She poured one steak and half the pan onto one plate she haphazardly pulled out, and them just poured the rest on another plate, placed the pan into a small box on the floor. Pulling out some wooden utensils. "I don't have an actual table unfortunately... But the food is done." It was literally just steak and strong mushrooms, with a bit of salt and sliced potato chips to hold it together. Nothing fancy. she held up the two plates and walked over though. Letting Feizel take whichever he saw fitting.
“Not to be rude in any manner, but what exactly are you, and with that, how old are you...? If you’ve “written” these books, which depict time before time?”
Feizel would grab the smaller of the two dishes are a common Curtesy. He seemed quite eager to start digging into the dish
Sa'Nadil Halts, looking down. "I am Sandrise. Discarded with the remnants of those who I was to protect. And now I am little more than I choose to become from here on. But everything's exciting, and I want to know what happens next again. It hasn't been like that for a long time. Potentially ever." Sounds like a whole lot of nothing. Maybe that's because she doesn't want you to believe her.
But she just shrugs like it isn't important and lays down one of the wooden forks for Feizel to use next to him.