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I hope to see the world | o, traveller - Dragon- - 03-23-2018
[/td][td][div style="width: 450px; height: 350px; text-align: justify; padding: 8px; overflow: auto;"][size=8pt] geez, travelling was tiring.
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It had been nearly an entire moon since he'd been able to get a proper place to sleep and he was exhausted after travelling through all that swamp and muck to get to..a piss soaked piece of earth. Phobeus would let out a quiet, relatively tired, chuckle and sit down on a dry and piss free patch of earth.
The clouded leopard would wait until somebody came to the piss-line because he wasn't quite sure if it was a marker for anything and didn't want to be in trouble if he accidentally, y'know, trespassed.
"I give my greetings to any lurkers in the area. I am Phobeus, a simple and weary traveller who wishes to rest within a place that is not..swamp land." He would state this in a dramatic but weary voice, for he was oh so weary. "I would be ever so greatful if I, a young feline, were accepted here, for however brief my time here may be." he wasn't being serious by any means and honestly actually had no clue if anybody was there or if he was simply talking to thin air but eh, it was worth a try.
He'd yawn loudly before going to rummage through the leather saddlebag-esque bags settled upon his back. He seemed to have a lot of junk in them because it took him what felt like eternity to find what he was looking for, it appeared to be a purple flower that was in shockingly good condition, considering that it was nearly crushed in the bag. "whomever greets me first shalt receiveth the gift of a..slightly crushed flower [/td]
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