DEVRUM
Devrum's eyes slowly lifted at the creature in front of him, the beast's cautious nature causing his body beginning to ripple as if about to shift, but Devrum managed to subdue the urge. Instead he instinctively backed away over toward Remi and A word...that's all this withering dick in the wind wanted? At first Devrum looked a bit confused before he decided to oblige. "Felcher…" A rather unique word for someone of Devrum's mental compacity, though if one knew the meaning of said word they'd know it was right up his alley. He turned and winked at Vervain as if saying 'you know what i'm saying you filthy bitch' with a mischievous bearded grin before turning back up toward the creature. |
Drop No time like the present
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Farmer / Butcher
Age: 45 | Height: 6' 0 | Race: Attuned | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Level: 4 - Strg: 24 - Dext: 10 - Endr: 20 - Luck: 3 - Int:
Played by: Andy
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