Slowly approach him

*he notices you and seems curious*

Sits near him

"hello"

Hi

how are you?

Fine

ah, I'm pretty good myself

What are you doing

not much, you?

*Kickstart my heart plays* (I'm a poacher)

nuh uh

*congratulations! You got the good ending! Play again to get the best ending or bad ending!*

Dar'Zunala: *as a cat scrunches down to make herself seem smaller*

"..."

Dar'Zunala: A-are you not going to hurt me?

"of course not, I don't have any reason."

Dar'Zunala: *snuggles next to him* your fur is soft... *purrs*

"cute"

Dar'Zunala: *accidentally falls asleep* *purrs softly*

"awwh"

"..."

Dar'Zunala: *comes closer to him and snuggles next to him*

cautiously approach with hand readily on the hilt of my dirk, ready to defend myself if needs be

*he seems harmless enough, his fur looked clean*

greet him, still being cautious as, even if hes a good one, there might stilll be hunters looking for him too

and if hes a friend then he must be protected

*he notices the dirk* "woah there, no need for that"

*takes hand off the deadly weapon "don't worry, mean no harm, i just try to stay cautious" *silently moves within six feet of new friend, still ready and scanning the forest for hunters "so what brings you to these forsaken lands?"

"oh, just exploring, also trying to find a place where I can live peacefully. hell, I flew here on a stolen fighter plane, I want no more to do with that war"

"well, this is a land of fairies and elves, you wont find a gun in here, but there is a war coming soon, the orcs are gathering, so you should stick with me until you find a way out, this place has more monsters than a minecraft cave"

"we might be able to prevent that war"

"no, it's too late for that, the orc's leader wants the world whilst the elves scream for vengance on the wrongs done upon them, i have allied with the elves and know their lore, there is nothing we can do to stop it now, too much has led up to this for it to end without war, in fact: the war never ended, it just took a break and now it is started again"

"...I suppose I'll try to get back home with the little fuel I still have"

"ive got some rabbit meat if your bird needs feeding" *hands him leather bag* "don't worry, i caught it this morning, so it's still fresh"

"this isn't really what I need for my plane"

"well, then i don't think i can help you there, pretty everything i know of that can fly with something as big as you on it eats meat"

*he would hand you a blueprint sheet with the design of his aircraft, it was a modified Supermarine Spitfire*
"see you when I can"
*he would get in and start the engine, the contra-rotating propellers making quite a noise as the aircraft prepared to take off*

"ahh, now i see what your problem is"
*fatrs loudly into the gas tank as the gas meter slowly rises*
"three years living off of taco bell leaves a lasting mark on you"

*he gets into the plane and speeds away, trying to find another safe place*

Miner:Hi

ah, that's fine

:3

you're cute.

Miner:yes

*little head pat*

Miner:*counter head pat

hello

Miner:how are you

good, you?

Miner:Got diagnosed with the pathowogen, so pretty great

ah, well, we are quite accepting

Miner:I know

[romance/comfort?] *blep* so, how's your week been?

Miner:Pretty streesful,but those pills i got really helped

ah, I can help you settle down if you want.

Miner:Sure, but my body is still fight the pathowogen