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I don't think there's any explanation that would make the idea of giving Eodum a taste for your flesh a *good* one.

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Emery... What a.. Strange and interesting person

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Hmm... I do, now. On occasion.

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Lukai Hwei @domaninkmage.bsky.social · 12/01/2026

"That seems like an overreaction."

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[the most normal horse]

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It's something I need. It keeps me going. I can get cranky without it. But I've never found much joy in it. I think at one point... [He trails off, gaze becoming distant for a moment] ... At one point it used to be... happier for me. Not a chore. But that was a long time ago.

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Hm... What food do I like... I don't know. Food isn't something I consider, very much.

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Lukai Hwei @domaninkmage.bsky.social · 02/08/2026

I'm not sure... ... I'm sorry. This is not the reaction you were hoping for, I imagine.

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[he takes one, looking at it curiously for a moment before eating it] Hmm..

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Lukai Hwei @domaninkmage.bsky.social · 29/07/2026

[He reaches over his shoulder and takes a drop of ink from his brush, forming a simple hand mirror in his grip.] [He looks at his reflection and bites his lip, smiling - he looks silly. In a good way.] Thank you. This will be useful if I ever need to see clearly.

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Lukai Hwei @domaninkmage.bsky.social · 29/07/2026

Which part? [He idly twirls the end of his ponytail around the fingers of his other hand, tossing his head just a little to move his thick bangs out of his face]

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Oh! [He takes it very carefully in his hands, running his fingers over it and examining it up close] I didn't know you crafted.

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︎ ︎ ،،̲ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ HELL'S ︎ ︎ ︎ ꒷꒦ ︎ ︎ BELLS. @devouringink.bsky.social · 28/07/2026

Ah, right... No, I don't mind at all.

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haha hey i love the blood dripping from your face and the animal rage in your eyes what are your pronouns.

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[he looks at them all, tilting his head] Back home... The Shroud, correct?

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[he glances up from the ground, sitting back on the bench he's made himself comfortable on] Panne.

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[there's only the sight of his long ponytail and the tip of his brush disappearing around the corner] [as he said, he gives her total privacy]

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[quietly leaves a pile of very soft, dark blue blankets outside her door] [he knocks gently, just loud enough to hear, and steps away]

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Alright. I'll leave them outside your door in an hour or so. I'll knock and then leave so you can retrieve them privately.

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Nesting materials...I understand. I'll make them and deliver them quickly. Any other...requests? Color? Pattern?

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