A Secondary Game

Zink

Cadet
OK. Each person can write up to two pages of storyline for the character. Two characters per the entire thread everyone can add ANYTHING they like, but no double posts. No stats are needed and anything not in the storyline should be put under *""*

Such as *"this"*

As he walks into the tavern at least twenty drunken heads lift and look his way. He can smell the vile smell of puke and pee. The bar is taken up and only one chair is left. As his eyes look around the room he sees the one he is looking for. The One is obviously the only other sober one in the room other than himself. Travis walks up to the red-haired man and sits down.

"Howdy," he says. Travis looks into the eyes of his friend and sees the wisdom that has always been there. Korty's eyes are a surprisingly bright gray color that show youth and a deep, profound, wise, sorrow. Often Travis had wondered if Korty was not a Prince, he had the fine, well contoured look of royalty, and his speech was well edjucated and smooth. Travis sighs and orders a glass of mead for both of them.
 
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