04-03-2022, 02:55 AM
Olalla G. Semenov
Male— Ardent— The Pitt— Bio.— Plot
Olalla had been fiddling with a few branches when Arthur padded up to him. It was odd, having a small child walk up to him like he wasn't leading a group of mass murderers. He looked down at the pale purple kid, a wide smile on the child's face. "Hello Arthur," Olalla said as he set down the branches and sat down onto his haunches.
The kid was barely a year old and he was already causing trouble around the Plaza, running under everyone's paws. Well, those were kids. He wondered how long it would take to find Arthur a welcoming mother figure, if his real mother did not come looking for him; as he hoped. "What have you got there, boy?" Olalla knelt down a bit to get a closer look at the child, with the great size difference and all.
The kid was barely a year old and he was already causing trouble around the Plaza, running under everyone's paws. Well, those were kids. He wondered how long it would take to find Arthur a welcoming mother figure, if his real mother did not come looking for him; as he hoped. "What have you got there, boy?" Olalla knelt down a bit to get a closer look at the child, with the great size difference and all.
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I demand only this...that you join with me in building a new Rome, a Rome that offers justice, peace and land to all its citizens, not just the privileged few. Support me in this task, and old divisions will be forgotten. Oppose me, and Rome will not forgive you a second time!
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