Salutations, seizures, and ham sammiches...

by **Tycer Lune** on January 15th, 2013, 3:52 am

With a slight blow into the flute sound filled the silent void in the air. Atop an old stump sat a young man with long locks of red hair. The witty bard would allow a smirk across his lips as he removed the flute from them. Hopping down from the stump, Lune would bow. Shaking the hands of gentlemen and kissing the hands of ladies who might grace him with their presence.

"My name is Tycer Lune..." He would smirk. "I answer to Ty, Tycer, or Lune. My word! You, sir, have a tight grip. And you, my lady...your hand is as soft as the powder on a noble's better side. I could talk more, but that would cost you. Time is money and you are on my time, you see. Sir, please holster that weapon. I do not wish to embarrass you infront of your grandmoth...er...... Eh, that's your wife? M-my apologies, madam. You don't look a day over 21. Honest."

Seeing that he may have just insulted the wrong individual(s), Lune would quickly take his leave.

"Exit, stage left!"

by **Vaspira** on January 15th, 2013, 4:14 am

What a comical introduction! I enjoyed reading this very much, hahaha. Anyways welcome to Mizahar Ty

I hope you enjoy your stay here! I hope to see you around the forums soon! If you ever have any questions, you should check out the Chat Room

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by **Tycer Lune** on January 15th, 2013, 4:32 am

Much thanks. It took minutes to come up with that. Minutes are like days in dog years. Maybe that makes me a dog. o.o I haz nuh tail. D':

Forgive the hypernessism. Gaming, brainstorming, Daft Punk, and Dr. PEPPER.... Hell of a drug. >.>

o.o Inspiration... time to make a new song.

BBS!!!