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^shall forget it
*hides to await their departure*
*noms the concept of nomming*
-5...............
Lemmy?
*is a ghost* sun-blasted- why?!
he bit his lip. "...I think my dad did....."
"anyway, I burned down our house- wait, now I remember why! my father had been getting drunk the previous few nights, and I was fed up with him,...
"hm... I think I got the cutie mark when I burned down my parents' house. now why did I do that......."
"I believe I have such a transmutation recipe, yes. what address should I bring it to?" Rolir said, looking at the available materials for his costume
"no specific ones. most of my life involved fire in some way"
"of course. what did you have in mind?"
"hm? not much to think about lately. it's been really boring"
he shrugged. "okay" he said, wrapping the cup in a red glow. as he began lifting it turned white-hot and began melting
"don't know. if I tried to pick up the cup, it would melt"
"I'm Solon" he said, frowning at the coffee
he blinked, then shrugged and opened the door, stepping in
he shrugged, letting the orbs dissipate on their own as he walked down. "I'm here!" he called
the next day Solon trotted to the meeting place, 7 orbs of fire circling his head, constantly changing color
Rolir nodded, following him in.
