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a dragon who's scales are too soft for war

Joined December 2021
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// trying to come back to my Witcher accounts, been havin a real rough time but I'm here
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Your local mage probably has a bucket full, knowing their lot. Orโ€” Ask a Witcher. Might not be human hands, but I know they'll have some.
He stumbles from the woods, blood on his chin and shirt torn in ragged slashes. "You should see the other guyโ€”." He grins at the reader before falling flat on his face.
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// the pinned: age: 14 Also the pinned: multi-ship Me: whatโ€”? Please don't ship your character with people when they're underage.
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โ€ฆย Weep for yourself, my man You'll never be what is in your heart Weep, little lion man You're not as brave as you were at the start
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Jaskier felt an odd sense of deja vu rising in him as he stood up to follow the woman. "Actually," he felt his already mused hair wobble as he shook his head like a toy with an overly large head, "I'm nearly one hundred percent sureโ€”." With a grin he slotted himself into a +
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Of all the days to miss the White Wolf and his Witch... Why today? Anniversaries are horrible things.
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"Uhh... Probably." He scratched the back of his head, trying to remember. "I was a real shit kicker back then." It (was) near thirty years ago.
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A soft bed beneath him, warmth nearby? It's similar to the way he'd always slept as a child inโ€”. When he was... Rolling out from under her, he mumbled an apology before burrowing his face into the pillow. "Stay?"
"I'd rather (not)." For safety reasons, Jaskier was now moving his knife from his belt to his boot. "I've tasted the wrong end of my kidney before," A flash of Geralt slamming his fist into his soft belly made him shudder, "I don't like repeating experiences."
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Everything can smell. Like this bed. Smells like hay and wool. As he rolls onto the bed he forgets to let go of her and tanks on her arm as he goes down.
Time? Time can smell? He seems tired.. Exhausted. Not far. She pays the Tavern Maid, and then drags him 5o the room, gently pushing him onto the bed.
"I'll give you my knife if you stop tโ€”," He'd slowly moved until his chin was propped up onto the table and then: He realized who he was talking to. Subtly sniffing the air confirmed what he was seeing. "I- uhhh. Apologies, appears my foot has found my mouth in my sleep."
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