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Flynn CookPythiana, Santoris ➤ 𝙏𝙮𝙥𝙚𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙧 “I’m always down for another Dratini, but if you’re looking to do something a bit more engaging…” Flynn momentarily paused as he seemed to have thought of something that would appeal to the woman. From what Flynn had just heard, she had already done...

Flynn CookPythiana, Santoris ➤ 𝙏𝙮𝙥𝙚𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙧 "Well, they ride bikes, just not bicycles." Answering her first question, whether it was a rhetorical one or not, Flynn gave her one of the pieces of the puzzle she was missing. The emerald-eyed woman seemed quite confident that the Roaring Ursarings...

Flynn CookPythiana, Santoris ➤ 𝙏𝙮𝙥𝙚𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙧 For some reason, the black-haired woman sounded offended when she shot back her response at him. It seemed like she might’ve misunderstood what Flynn had said about her not seeming like someone that should be involved with the Roaring Ursarings...

Flynn CookPythiana, Santoris ➤ 𝙏𝙮𝙥𝙚𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙧 "Eh?" Flynn was just about to head deeper into the sandy beach when he suddenly felt a light tap on his shoulder. After having just scammed that old man, and now having the geezer's wristwatch in his pocket, Flynn's first thought was that someone had...

Flynn CookPythiana, Santoris ➤ 𝙏𝙮𝙥𝙚𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙧 When looking at one of the many brochures of Santoris, Flynn knew the first of the four main islands he had to visit was Pythiana. The brochures weren't lying about Pythiana being an island paradise. Flynn already knew Pythiana was one of the most...