OrionDarkwood
Scribe
A shadow falls upon the sunny meadows and the beat of huge scaly wings increase in volume. Looking up you see a creature with the outline of a dragon but the body of light and dark shadows. Great green dragon eyes look down as claws made of nothing of shadow touch the ground. Surprisingly the ground does not crack under such supposed weight. With a clap of thunder and a poof of smoke the dragon is replace by a seemingly normal human male of middle years. The only telling sign of his otherworldly orgins is his huge green replitian eyes.
With a smile and a nod, summons a chair, a stack of books and a pipe. "Greetings I am Orion Fenirs Darkwood, Orion, OD or Odie if you please". I do not stand for formality except when called for. With that he pulls the first book and opens it to blank pages. "I am like this book open and readable to all" he chuckles at that bit of homespun wisdom. A puff of his pipe and he looks to each one eyes boring into your souls.. "Shall the stories begin?"
Melodramatics aside I am a code monkey by day and aspiring writer/poetry/role playing game designer by night. Somewhere along the line I squeeze in time for a girlfriend, hobbies, and dealing with a highly opinionated cat who struts and answers with a sarcastic meow.
With a smile and a nod, summons a chair, a stack of books and a pipe. "Greetings I am Orion Fenirs Darkwood, Orion, OD or Odie if you please". I do not stand for formality except when called for. With that he pulls the first book and opens it to blank pages. "I am like this book open and readable to all" he chuckles at that bit of homespun wisdom. A puff of his pipe and he looks to each one eyes boring into your souls.. "Shall the stories begin?"
Melodramatics aside I am a code monkey by day and aspiring writer/poetry/role playing game designer by night. Somewhere along the line I squeeze in time for a girlfriend, hobbies, and dealing with a highly opinionated cat who struts and answers with a sarcastic meow.
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