Villager: Faeryn
Hestia
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Villager Info
ID: #253173
Name: Faeryn
Gender: Agender
Location: Quetzal Palace
Born 3 years, 7 months ago
Career: Doctor
Owner: empatheticApathy
Species: Hyena
Color: Striped
Buffs:House: Quetzal Palace House (1/185)
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About
You walk in to an average sized house. You're here to visit your new neighbor Faeryn, who just moved to Quetzal Palace from Dragonsmaw Manor. Already, the house is decorated in a style spookily reminiscent of the haunted town; the walls are painted blood red and adorned by scary masks and paintings that fill you with dread.
A scratchy voice calls to you from another room, and you follow it. Your hyena neighbor is having a coughing fit, and the air is filled with smoke so thick you can hardly make out the spilled beakers in the midst. "My apologies," the voice says, "I haven't slept in a few days and I suppose it's made me clumsy..."
Before you can ask why Faeryn has deprived itself of sleep, it answers, "I've been so busy moving in and decorating, I just haven't had time to take a nap! And then there's my work, always the work - so many potions to brew..." It trails off as it goes to open the nearest window and ushers the smoke out. "...Not that I can complain! I'm doing what I love." You've noticed the scratchiness in its voice has faded somewhat, and is replaced with a rather soothing neutral tone.
Suddenly, the hyena shakes its head and offers a paw to you. "Where are my manners? You probably already know this, but I'm Faeryn. I'm agender and use it/its pronouns, if you don't mind too terribly. I'm an alchemist at heart, but I often take up the career of a doctor to make money and help out the locals. It's a pleasure to meet you!"
It smiles at you, and though the grin looks like a sly smirk, you know it's sincere. You take its paw and shake it. It seems like the start of a beautiful friendship.
A scratchy voice calls to you from another room, and you follow it. Your hyena neighbor is having a coughing fit, and the air is filled with smoke so thick you can hardly make out the spilled beakers in the midst. "My apologies," the voice says, "I haven't slept in a few days and I suppose it's made me clumsy..."
Before you can ask why Faeryn has deprived itself of sleep, it answers, "I've been so busy moving in and decorating, I just haven't had time to take a nap! And then there's my work, always the work - so many potions to brew..." It trails off as it goes to open the nearest window and ushers the smoke out. "...Not that I can complain! I'm doing what I love." You've noticed the scratchiness in its voice has faded somewhat, and is replaced with a rather soothing neutral tone.
Suddenly, the hyena shakes its head and offers a paw to you. "Where are my manners? You probably already know this, but I'm Faeryn. I'm agender and use it/its pronouns, if you don't mind too terribly. I'm an alchemist at heart, but I often take up the career of a doctor to make money and help out the locals. It's a pleasure to meet you!"
It smiles at you, and though the grin looks like a sly smirk, you know it's sincere. You take its paw and shake it. It seems like the start of a beautiful friendship.
