{ oh! what luck! someone who appears to be a local! after a bit of scampering on the sand Raymond comes to a pause before leaning over what he assumes is a "beach bum" }
Excuse me, crisp? Are you from around here by chance?
"Hmm... Looks like we're really in for it now, crisp..."
Oh well. Best he can do is hobble up onto his paws and brush the sand off his gray waistcoat. Adjusting his glasses to see better. Only thing is...nothing looks remotely familiar to the island he used to be on..
☕┆I apologize for not being super active on this account. I haven't played AC in a while and lost muse, but I don't want this account to go to waste. :')
☕┆I apologize for not being super active on this account. I haven't played AC in a while and lost muse, but I don't want this account to go to waste. :')