Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44124716-20191225220907/@comment-38207171-20191229170423

"Does everyone think I'm some sort of laughingstock or something?" Orlo grumbled.

"No, I'm afraid most of us are so bored, we kinda like messing around with newcomers," Etheridge explained.

"Well, I won't have it," Orlo unpacked his things while Etheridge started writing again. Awkward silence drifted between them. "So...tell me a bit about yourself," Orlo attempted.

"I'm a telepath and a conjurer (I'm changing it from enhancer). I only trust a few people here so don't even think about getting on my bad side. Winslow, here, is my longest companion. He only responds to me so don't even try getting rid of him."

​​​"I wouldn't dream of it. My family and I train birds, mainly falcons. My sister was obsessed with an owl that she rescued when the two of us were younger," Orlo finished unpacking. ​​ ​​