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Some long-ass fantasy FrUk roleplayYou: (Would you like to roleplay, perchance?)
You: (Who are you usually? What plots do you like? And would you mind me starting? )
Stranger: (Usually Britain, but I can do France. I'm open for anything. I'm not picky, but I do love fairy tale plot. And I don't. )
You: (Perfect. Let me come up with something then?)
You: Francis always was a well-known townsperson. He'd walk into the village and greet those near him, or stop by random women's houses and give them roses or a little something more. It was a long time ago, in a time known only as medieval times. He lived in a nice cottage by the woods, but he had hard times sleeping. Supposedly there was a man somewhere in that forest who talked to fairies or made friends with creatures he never heard of. Every night there was footsteps or some chanting in the forest which made the Frenchman regret even moving to England in the first place. It was now twilight and he was reading a worn novel when he h
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