ALL AROUND THE WORLD / typhoon

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[color=#137E7A]FINNLOCH
" i dont dare let darkness have it's way with me "

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a small ball of grey appeared not far away, the molly hearing the other femme's call. she walked slowly, navigating her way through. "awrite lass. yoo've brooght mince fur us? och. yoo're frae th' typhoon?"(hello lass. you've brought stuff for us? oh. you're from the typhoon?) her accent was getting thicker by the day, likely from her interactions with her own adopted son.

finally coming close enough she smiled warmly, fighting with her accent to be more understandable to those who weren't used to her gaelic accent. "tis a nice day, better than what we have had recently. my name's finnloch, one of the regulars around here." she spoke, lip twitching at the humor included in her not being able to speak regularly without her accent and original way of speaking.