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In Avalia 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


Time: Evening
Location: Roshmi Grand Hall
Interactions: @FunnyGuy Umber @Alivefalling Aklenroth




Trying to locate rebels in Roshmi had proven to be fruitless, which was a bit of a disappointment to Azriel. At least she got to have some interesting fun at the brothel. When Umber decided to return to the castle, Azriel diligently followed him. She knew the ball would be their best opportunity of catching people and it would be best to prepare for that at the very least. Upon their return she discovered there were new guests at the castle. She found them intriguing, especially when introduced. What a change of pace this human was from Jack. She'd eyed the three, the entire time giving them a slightly unsettling smile. How fun it would be to mess with them, but no time for that yet. There were preparations to be made for the ball.

Now, Azriel stood off to the side of the hall, dressed in a maroon dress with delicate silver chains adorning the long and expensive looking dress. The back was completely open in order to accommodate her wings. Her hair was done up in an elegant style that was very much not her, but she figured if Umber got to look different and stupid then so could she. She even had makeup on under her mask which seemed to pair well with it, even the red lip she’d chosen. She definitely didn’t look her normal self and she’d even venture to say she looked hauntingly pretty, other than the obvious scowl on her face.

The disguise Umber had chosen was definitely not her favorite and had put her in a bit of a sour mood. Pair that with the twinge of jealousy she felt when Umber mentioned Elsea and she wasn’t the most inviting looking person in the room at the moment. ”Oh yes, I’m just swimming with excitement.” She said in response to Umber.

The appearance of Aklenroth didn’t help much either, but she tried to not allow it to make things worse. Why him and Umber wanted to look like light elves was beyond her. ”Preparations are going just fine. Things should be in place.” She said in response to her ruler’s question.





Time: 4 P.M.
Location: Elleta’s house
Interactions: @Helo-Bowyn @Potter Belle




Torvi shuddered at the thought of the fairy they’d encountered a few days ago. She turned to Bowyn and stuck her tongue out. ”Well don’t you look handsome!” She said and then smirked before adding, ”I guess Bowyn looks pretty okay too. If he was gonna tease her then she’d tease him right back. Besides, Boreas did look darling in his little bowtie.

Bowyn’s next statement about her magic had her sighing just a bit. ”I know you’re right, but I don’t have as much confidence with my magic as I do with my weapons. I’ve been training with magic for little over a week while I’ve trained with weapons since I was a very small child. You can’t blame me for being more comfortable with weapons than my magic right now.” If she’d had the magic since she was little and used it since then she was sure she’d probably rely on that more, but she hadn’t had that luxury like Bowyn did. Of course he’d be more comfortable with magic.

”Shouldn’t we be leaving soon? Is everyone ready to go?” She asked after another moment had passed.
In Avalia 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Time: 4 P.M.
Location: Elleta’s house
Interactions: @Helo-Bowyn @Potter Belle




Torvi had been quite appreciative of Elleta for opening her home to them. For one it meant that they wouldn’t need to spend money on a place to stay anymore which she was sure Bowyn would be happy with. It also provided them with a semi safe place to talk and practice her magic, which practice she did. Elleta, Rosemary, and Belle invited her to train with them which was very helpful to Torvi. She learned that she actually prefered to be barefoot most of the time as it helped her feel a bit more connected to her element. Not only that, but it also made sensing things through the ground a bit easier, though in all honesty she wouldn’t call that an easy skill at all. It took the vast majority of her concentration to pull it off.

When it came to weapon training, Torvi was really in her element there. The others would see just how ruthless and deadly she could be with most melee weapons, but her specialties were axes and swords. She happily taught Belle what she could as well, hoping she’d never have to use these skills but if she did she’d be prepared. She’d even offered to teach Bowyn some stuff if he wanted as she wasn’t entirely sure how skilled he was in combat.

Now it was growing near time to leave for the ball and Torvi was readying herself. While she wasn’t unfamiliar with wearing dresses, she wasn’t used to such a fine dress that was a bit more form fitting. It made her a little uncomfortable, especially when she discovered that she’d have nowhere to carry her axes. She did find a way to strap a few knives to her legs, however, keeping them hidden from sight. She’d be damned if she were going into this ball without a weapon close at hand. Things could go so terribly wrong so quickly and she wanted to be prepared.

She looked herself over quickly, wondering how such a pretty dress had been made. Paired with her mask and hair she felt like she looked completely different. She also opted for some shoes that she could easily kick off and abandon if she needed too. With that she decided that she was ready and headed down the stairs to the living room where Belle was waiting. ”No, I don’t feel ready. I feel naked without my weapons, but there’s no use in complaining about that.” She said with a sigh, but then gave Belle a smile.
In Avalia 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


Time: 4pm
Location: Kyran’s home
Interaction:@Alivefalling-Kyran @princess Risa





The parting of Dio was quite a heartbreaking one and Elsea had felt a few tears slip from her own eyes as she watched how brokenhearted Risa was. She sent a silent plea up to the gods that Dionaea would be alright for she feared how it would change Risa if something were to happen to her dear friend. The loss of anyone close to you tended to change a person and she feared that this alone was already beginning to take effect with Risa.

They met with another group who Risa had come across one night and Elsea found herself being rather weary of the group. While they seemed nice enough and didn’t want to cause them harm, she knew they needed to be more careful now with their faces all over the place. Who to trust was going to be a difficult thing to determine from now on. She did find a strange comradery in the human girl, Corvina, though. Perhaps it was because the two shared the same element or perhaps it was just the excitement of finding another human who wasn’t high and mighty like Jean was.

Now it was an hour until the ball was to start and Elsea had opted to get herself ready as Risa needed Kyran’s mother’s attention. She was to make a statement at the ball and so the help getting ready seemed necessary. The gown Elsea had been given to wear had been nothing like she’d ever worn before. It was so elegant and beautiful that she felt like she wasn’t worthy of such fine apparel. She stared at herself in the mirror, not recognizing the woman standing there. She’d had someone show her how to apply something called makeup and it changed her appearance rather drastically. Her eyes seemed to pop more and her skin was completely flawless. Her hair had been swept back into a thick braid and adorned with some greenery that popped in her red hair. She took a deep breath and placed the mask on her face before stepping out of the room.

In front of her was Risa and Kyran, the latter seeming to be lost in the beauty of Risa who was in fact a sight to behold. ”Kyran you should probably pick your jaw up off the floor before we leave.” She teased as she gave them both a smile.


Time: Morning
Location: Sweet Keks
Interactions: @Ithradine Volfango




Flirting definitely wasn’t something Sorrel did on a regular basis, but she wouldn’t lie that she enjoyed it sometimes. It did help to make one feel good about themselves, which it certainly was giving her a bit of a confidence boost. ”I’m quite flattered that you’d come all the way here just for me.” She said teasingly as she placed a hand against her chest, feigning to swoon at his words. She gave him a smirk as she took his card and ran it. ”Perceptive ears you have there. To answer your question, though, yes I’m not from here originally. I’m originally from Deutschland.” She informed him happily as she handed his card back along with the slip to sign.

His next words had caught her slightly off guard, was he asking her on a date? She hadn’t been on a date in a long time and at first she wasn’t sure how she should respond. She had plans to go visit Luna after work, but she supposed she could switch that around a bit. Perhaps she’d close the shop for an hour or so this afternoon so she could still go visit the young wolf and then she would be free that evening. ”Perhaps I could rearrange my bust schedule and be free around six.” She gave him a coy smile, surprising herself that she would spontaneously agree to something like this. For a moment her mind flashed back to many years ago, to a man who was just as charming as this one, and how that encounter ended poorly. Fear gripped her for a short second, but she quickly pushed it aside. She was much stronger now than she was then. She’d never let someone take advantage of her like that again.

”My name is Sorrel, by the way.” She told him as she realized she’d never introduced herself.


Time: Morning
Location: Sweet Keks
Interactions: @Ithradine Volfango




The bakery had picked up shortly after her first customers had left. Now there was a short line along with some people who were sitting and eating their bars goods. Sorrel was wrapping up a few macarons for a customer when a man, a rather gorgeous looking man, walked into the shop and announced his presence. Sorrel had paused what she was doing, briefly distracted, before giggling a little and handing over the customers goods. "Looks like we've got a lively one today, wouldn't you say Mrs. Miller?" The older woman giggled and nodded while taking her treats and walking away.

Soon enough the man was in front of the counter and she gave him a sweet smile. "Buongiorno." She began with a small giggle at his flirtatious words. "Thank goodness the hospital is not that far from here then." She teased as she went about getting his order together. She'd thought she'd caught a familiar wolf like scent on the man, but it was becoming increasingly hard to tell with all the mixtures of scents in the bakery now. It was interesting to her at how many werewolves there now seemed to be in this town.

She set his coffee and hörnchen down on the counter in front of him as she began ringing him up. "It seems I haven't seen you around here before. What brings such a gorgeous man like yourself here to Ember Grove? Especially when I'm guessing you came from Italy, yes?" She knew it was cold to assume where he was from, but she'd been around long enough she'd gotten good at pinpointing where people were from. Not to mention his greeting was a large hint. She also knew her question could be turned right around on her as she sported an accent not from the area as well. No one had come in after him yet and he was the only one in line now, so Sorrel didn't have a problem with striking up a bit of a conversation. Especially if it were with a man who was as intriguing as this one.
In Avalia 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Time: Evening
Location: Roshmi
Interactions: @Helo-Bowyn @Potter Belle @Dezuel Elthrael




Torvi had fallen very quiet as the exchange between Belle and the stranger happened. Even Bowyn had piped in a bit, but Torvi had turned into her quiet and deadly self that she hadn’t shown yet here in Avalia. The stranger’s comment about peeling them had caused her hand to drift down to one of her axes at her side. If he tried to touch any of them then he would surely lose a hand. Then her eyes drifted to his wings and a small, sadistic smile crossed her face for a brief moment. Perhaps she’d peel one of his wings off his back. Just one, leave him with the second one so he always remembered what he once had. So he’d look disfigured for the rest of his life.

Belle and Elleta both seemed to have very sharp tongues which she would have found quite humorous if it weren’t for the fact that she was intent on watching the man that made her uncomfortable. He seemed to be quite full of himself, claiming to be the only person who could “help” them. Even if that were true, which she was willing to bet money it wasn’t, she’d rather take her chances with anyone else other than him. He was creepy and far too arrogant for her liking.

Finally the owner came over and requested, or more demanded, that he leave. ”The only hint I’ll take from that is that no one can actually stomach befriending you.” Those were the only words she gave him before he left. She also gave the owner a thankful look for stepping in, though she couldn’t blame him. The stranger would have been costing him money at some point if he just took up a table all day and never ordered anything. She’d be irritated as well.

She let out a sigh once the stranger had vanished into the night and then looked between her companions. ”Well I think before we have any other unwelcome guests trying to overhear our conversations we should retire. Are you two staying here for the night?” She asked Belle and Elleta.


Time: Morning
Location: Sweet Keks
Interactions: @MsMorningstar Genesis, Oliver, and Illia




Sorrel had heard the door open to the shop and she glanced up to see a trio enter. She gave them a friendly smile as she responded cheerfully, ”Good morning! What can I do for you guys?” She listened to their orders, giggling a little at the young woman who wanted the chocolate cupcake. ”Lucky you, I just finished frosting this one and I think it has your name written all over it.” She said as she handed her the cupcake she’d just finished frosting. She then went about getting two fresh and warm giant pretzels and handing them over to the other two customers. She offered them some homemade beer cheese if they wanted it to dip the pretzels and then took their payment. ”Have a good rest of your day.” She told them as they left.

She then glanced over at Helmar who’d sat there quietly the whole time watching them. ”Well it looks like we’ve got quite the influx of werewolves here in Ember Grove recently.” She told him, having smelt the familiar scent on the trio with her alpha senses. She briefly wondered if they were also from Liam’s pack or a different one. Perhaps she’d see them again when she went to go visit Luna later in the day.


Time: Morning
Location: Leblanc house---> Jogging
Interaction: N/A
Mention: @jetipster Felix @princess Violet @baraquiel Monica
Vibes: ”I look inside me and I see my heart is black…”




The rest of the night went well in Rose’s book, no one else seemed to bother them and it seemed that Violet had made a new friend. She was friendly towards Monica, but for the most part she remained quiet unless someone asked her a question. She’d given Vi her story, but she knew that she’d have to explain more later. This was fine as it would give her time to decide on how much to tell her. That would be a concern for later, for now she’d make sure her family had as good of a time as they could for the rest of the night. They made it home safely and Rose had immediately closed herself in her room just in case Violet decided to corner her then. Thankfully she didn’t and she went to bed, but not before taking the hair out of her pocket and placing it in an empty makeup bag that she hid in the back of her closet just in case. She’d hold onto it until she needed it.




Rose had awoken rather early in the morning, but she remained in her room as she didn’t quite want to alert people to her being awake. She pulled Monty out for a bit, kissing her familiar’s head before letting him roam for a bit. She then rummaged through her things she’d brought back from Paris until she found a notebook that had been hidden away. She hadn’t looked at this think since they’d been in Paris and the sight of it brought back a lot of dark memories. She slowly moved back to her bed, sat on it, and let out a shaky breath as she cracked it open. Inside were the coded recipes for the different forbidden spells she’d learned. She began reading them over again, refreshing her memory on things and wondering if she’d be able to invent some of her own spells by combining some things she knew. It would definitely be something she’d experiment with, especially if she thought it would help her protect her family and herself from manipulative, dangerous people.

It was her father’s voice calling people down for breakfast that pulled her out of her own mind. She looked to her door, debating on whether or not she should go down yet. She was hungry and she could smell the pancakes, but did she want to be confronted by her family quite yet? She finally decided to start getting ready for the day, wanting to go for a run in order to clear her mind. She still felt that blackness staining her soul and she needed to decide if she wanted to embrace it or shove it back down once more. Getting some fresh air would hopefully help with that.

It took Rose a good while, but she heard someone leave and decided it was time to come downstairs. She put Monty back, promising she’d come back for him later before heading downstairs. She saw her dad in the kitchen, now cleaning the utensils he’d used to make breakfast. He looked up and gave her a happy smile. ”Finally decided to join the land of the living I see.” He pointed towards the pancakes. ”Better eat those soon otherwise they’re gonna be cold.” He went back to his washing as Rose went to grab some food. She didn’t grab much, not wanting a full stomach before going for a run.

”Thanks Dad.” She began eating rather swiftly, ready to be out of the house. ”Who left this morning?” She asked between bites, willing to bet it was Violet since she seemed to always be the one to get up first.

”It was your sister, she went to the store to get some things. She’s gonna go apply for a job at that bakery and bring something she’s made to show off her skills.” Seth explained as he dried the dishes now and put them away.

”That would be a good fit for her.” She nodded as she finished off her food. She moved to the sink and washed her plate herself before turning back to her dad. ”Well I think I’m going to go out for a run for a bit and maybe get some coffee. If Vi asks would you let her know that’s what I’m doing, but I’ll have my phone?” Her father nodded in confirmation. She thanked Seth before heading out the door. She took a deep breath of the crisp air before putting her headphones in her ears and pressing play on her music. She threw up her hood and soon enough she was off, jogging down the street.


Time: Middle of the night, January 25th, 1611
Location: Čachtice Castle, Kingdom of Hungary
Interactions: None




They’d finally done it, those damn werewolves finally found a way to remove Elizabeth from power. They even got King Mattias to help them, but in all honesty that didn’t entirely surprise her. The man owed her a vast amount of money, which as a king he found quite embarrassing, so having a chance to remove her from power and, thus ridding himself of said debt, he took it. It was all just maddening to Elizabeth and her hatred for the werewolves was growing. They captured some of her newer vampires, tortured them horrendously, and then executed them all while claiming they confessed that Elizabeth was a horrible murderess. They spun a story so intricate and painted Elizabeth as a horrible person that they were able to turn the whole kingdom against her. Well the whole kingdom minus her clan and her family in Transylvania. The Báthory’s were most loyal to those who shared blood and so her uncle, a Prince of Transylvania and the current ruling power, sided with his niece. There was nothing he could do to help her other than suggesting she live out her days in a nunnery there in Transylvania. No, she would rather face death than hide behind holy women. Death didn’t seem like it would be coming any time soon, however.

One thing those pesky werewolves didn’t account for was the fact that Elizabeth could be quite charming. They’d sent a man, Gyorgy Thurzo, to try and catch Elizabeth in the “act” of torture as he was a man of noble standing and his word was highly regarded. They didn’t expect the Blood Countess, as they’d begun calling her, to be able to charm and woo Mr. Thurzo. A little late, as he’d sent his report to the king, but he had now sent a letter to that same king and convinced him to let Elizabeth live her days under house arrest. A touching gesture truly, but the werewolves would never allow her to live long and they were under control of everything now. They took all her land, her wealth, everything other than what she had confined in the room she now resided in.

She sighed as she stared out the small window, looking down the mountain to her small village she once ruled over. To all those humans who now feared her. To the ones that once loved her thanks to her healing knowledge and kindness. One would think she would now hate them, but she couldn’t blame them. They’d been manipulated into thinking she was a monster. If there was enough fear present you could manipulate anyone into anything. Her heart ached for them as she knew their life was about to get much harder with werewolves ruling. She knew these werewolves looked down on humans, even using them as food on occasion. How many of her people would become a werewolves next meal?

She couldn’t dwell on it anymore and had to try to do something productive as she moved over to her writing desk. She opened the journal that sat there and glanced at the pages. They were filled with sketches of different body parts along with notes beside them. Some pages had internal organs on them, then others had different plants. This was the last remaining research journal she had depicting all she’d learned from dissecting those werewolves she’d killed or those that opted for a merciful death rather than living as a vampire. The rest of her books had been burned, all trace of her medical discoveries destroyed. It was all to make sure she went down in history as one of the most feared monsters.

The sound of the locks on her door clicking open caught her attention, but she merely thought it was a servant bringing her food. She was surprised to see Thurzo and two smaller cloaked figures enter her chambers. As soon as the door was shut, the hoods came down and Elizabeth almost let out a sob of relief upon seeing Nikolett and Anastasia. Both women were her most loyal of the clan, Anastasia being her Second and the one who would inherit the clan once Elizabeth was gone. She moved swiftly to embrace both women before questioning, ”How are you here? Anastasia you were meant to get as many of the clan out as you could. Take them somewhere safe.” As thrilled as she was to see the two women, she worried for her clan, the family she’d created. It was Nikolett who spoke.

”We got as many out as we could. There are many who didn’t make it unfortunately, but the ones who did are safe.” She assured Elizabeth which brought her some relief, but that still didn’t explain their presence here.

”Thank you. Why are you here though?” As she asked the question she realized that Anastasia was dressed in some of Elizabeth’s clothing. She looked between the two women and then at Thurzo confused. Just what was going on here?

”You can’t stay here Elizabeth. You’ll die and none of us would be able to live with ourselves if we let that happen. So Anastasia is going to take your place, pretend to be you, and you’re going to escape.” It was Thurzo who now spoke and as Elizabeth realized what they were saying she began shaking her head. She couldn’t let this happen, she couldn’t let one of her closest friends sacrifice her life for her. This was insanity!

Anastasia grasped Elizabeth’s hands and gave her a sorrowful smile. ”Please Elizabeth, let us do this for you. You’ve done so much for us and now it’s my turn. The clan needs you more than they need me.” She reasoned with her leader and Elizabeth felt tears fall down her face as they embraced once more, accepting their crazy plan. ”Make them pay for what they’ve done.” And with that Anastasia became Countess Báthory. She took the cloak from Anastasia, putting it on and throwing up the hood before she was whisked away from her home.

They fled to Transylvania, making that their new home as they plotted to kill the werewolf pack that had taken so much from Elizabeth. Slowly they began picking them off and, over the years, she eventually was able to take back some of the wealth she’d lost. She’d never be in power like she once was before, but she continued to build her wealth as quietly as possible in order to make sure her clan would never want for anything. She began growing the clan once more as only a mere 50 made it out of Castle Čachtice rather than the 300 strong she’d once had. This was her family and she’d do anything to fiercely protect them.




Time: Morning
Location: Hospital ER
Interactions: None

Present Day


To say the start of her day would be an understatement in Libby’s books. She got in to work at 6 am, just before the sun was to rise even though that wouldn’t have mattered much today anyways since it was overcast and rainy. To start her shift in the ER off she was met with an older gentleman who had some pretty severe burns on his body. Turns out he decided to smoke while on oxygen. Then she had a woman with a broken hip. Her story was she was trying to kill a spider and in her panic fell thus resulting in said broken hip. If Libby had any say she would determine that the spider won that battle. Sometimes the human race concerned her with the things they did.

Now she had a moment of peace as she sipped warm blood from her Yeti cup. Anyone around her would have just guessed it was coffee and if they asked that’s exactly what she’d tell them it was. Having blood on hand was quite helpful because if she became too hungry it became tempting to feed off of some of the patients that were bleeding. Never had she actually done such a thing, however, as that would be severely inappropriate. That is unless they were dying and wanted to be turned. That was an entirely different matter and a way she could save a life.

It was amazing to her how much medicine had changed over the years. They’d gone from blood letting thinking that would cure anything and everything to having vaccines that prevented lots of different diseases. It really was bewildering to live through and see happen. It also kept Libby on her toes and wanting to learn more about medicine. What had once been a hobby had now become her life's work.

As she stood there, enjoying the moment of peace, one of the nurses whose name was Daniel approached her. She immediately thought he was coming to tell her that there was another patient that needed attending to, so when he spoke it surprised her. ”Dr. Bathory...er...Libby...I was wondering if you’d maybe like to go get lunch with me at some point? If it fits into your schedule I mean.” He was quite obviously nervous and Libby merely blinked at him in surprise for a moment which seemed to make him even more uncomfortable.

Soon she gave him a kind smile as she opened her own mouth to speak. ”This is quite unexpected, Daniel. It’s rare to catch me by surprise like this.” She said as she gave a small laugh. He chuckled nervously along with her and she soon realized she hadn’t quite given him an answer. He was unlikely to leave if she didn’t and he looked so nervous it softened her heart just a bit. ”I may be able to swing that, but would you be a dear and give me some time to think about it and work out my schedule?” He looked a little disappointed at first, but she could see that her words still gave him a little hope. He simply nodded in response before leaving her be. Today was certainly shaping up to be an interesting one.


Time: Morning
Location: Sweet Keks
Interactions: @Alivefalling Cyrus @Potter Luna @Helo Liam




Sorrel had been glad that Cyrus stayed beside her as she got patched up. The man doing the patching up wasn’t the best with bedside manner and so having her friend there to chat with and distract her from what the medic was doing was a relief. She’d never really been fond of needles, but she wasn’t about to admit that to anyone and she knew how to put on a brave face. She had to admit, though, that the sewing up didn’t hurt nearly as bad as being stabbed by the silver.

Once she was bandaged up, she allowed herself to rest there for a little bit so she didn’t feel as drained. She knew that they shouldn’t hang out for much longer, however, as both her and Cyrus needed sleep and they had animals at home that would begin to worry about them. She was just glad she had an apartment that had a tiny backyard that Helmar could use to go out and relieve himself during the day. He would be upset about not being fed yet, however. So soon she was up and thanking Liam for his hospitality. She’d also made sure it would be okay if she came by sometime the next day to check up on Luna and visit with her since she was still concerned for the girl.

They then left and Sorrel took Cyrus back to his car, but before they got there she brought up something she heard him offer earlier. He’d said something about helping her at the bakery and she actually thought that wouldn’t be a bad idea. So she suggested if he were serious he should stop by the bakery sometime the next day. She’d be grateful for the help, that was for sure. With that she hugged him and bid him good night before going home.




The next morning Sorrel woke up rather sore and sighed a bit to herself as she slowly got out of bed. Is this what it feels like to get old? She thought to herself and chuckled a little bit. Helmar looked over at her and cocked his head as if to ask what was so funny. ”Oh Helmar, when you live as long as I do you find humor in the silliest things.” She told him and he sighed as he lay back down. She went about slowly getting ready for the day.

It was rather early, the sun not having risen quite yet as she needed to get down to the bakery and begin making fresh goods. She yawned a bit and made herself some coffee before feeding Helmar and then making herself some breakfast. Before long she had eaten, showered carefully, and then was dressed for the day. She braided her hair in two dutch braids to keep it mostly out of her way. She began to head out the door when she heard whining behind her and looked back to see her dog looking at her sadly. She had her keys in her hand, but after a moment of hesitation she put them back and grabbed Helmar’s leash. ”Fine you big cry baby, you can come with me today.” She said as she gave him a grin which she received a happy bark in response. ”Shhh people are still sleeping.” She laughed as she hooked the leash on his collar. Soon they were out the door and walking to the bakery.

The early morning went by smoothly as she made and began baking some of the fresh goods and now it was time to open her doors. Helmar lay quietly in the corner out of the way as she flipped the sign to open and unlocked her door. ”Let’s see what today will bring, shall we?” She said as she moved back behind the counter and began decorating some cupcakes as she began singing along to the music she had softly playing.
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