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Dorian was sitting at the coffee shop reading his paper. Simply enjoying the brisk morning air, and the wonderful day.

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(It's just a average RP, it's my way to get to know characters. I thought you knew i had made it, sorry about that.)

Dorian noticed the other Fox, and watched as he spoke to the waitress. With a interested grin, he sat back and chuckled to himself. Then he thought As if this town didn't already have enough charmers. Dorian smiled, then getting up he took his paper with him, in his long black coat, and his golden watch hanging out of one of his vest pockets. His long silver gold tipped tail flowing behind him. He, made his way over to the Fox. Tipping his silk hat, he smiled.

"Sorry to intrude, but may I sit with you. I don't believe we have met, so allow me to introduce myself. I am Dorian Theodore Longstreet, the most prestigious fur in Bon Bon."

Dorian said with a smile.

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“I am very pleased to meet you Dorian. Do sit down,” Jonathon said as he tipped his hat and gave an open smile in return. Jonathon was amused with the fox's introduction and decided to give one in turn by saying, “I am Jonathon Wilder. I am an entertainer extraordinaire, and weaver of stories. I also happen to be fairly new to Bon Bon, and I have been coming to this very coffee shop daily for about a week.”

Jonathon waves his hand in the direction of the waitress that had just taken his order saying, “Which would explain the actions of Miss Alice, as it now seems she wishes to always be the one to come to my table. Would you like me to get you anything Dorian?”

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Dorian smiled intrigued, and then sat back in his chair.

"A weaver of stories eh, would you mind telling me a few, I would be truly delighted if I could hear them my good sir."

Dorian waited to see what kind of good stories Jonathan could tell. Then seeing the waitress he turned and grinned.

"Well hello, um I think I will have just a nice cup of tea thank you."

He said with a grin. Turning his head back to Jonathan, waiting to hear a story if he could tell one.

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"As you wish," Jonathon said with a smile before then beginning the story.
"Let me tell you a story, a story about a young fur, a prince, at the age of 14…
The prince was part of a family made up of four members; there was his father, his mother, his younger sister, and himself.
The prince’s father was known for his bravery and intelligence, respected by his people for his fair hand, and just rule. He was the protector of the kingdom, and his son inspired to be just like him.
The prince’s mother was known for her kindness and generous spirit, loved by her people for her wisdom and understanding. She was the judge of the kingdom; many came to her from all over the land for her advice and option.
Then there was the prince’s beloved sister, the joy of the entire kingdom. She, though only 11 years old, had already shown great maturity for her age, known for her loving nature, and forgiving heart.
She shares a connection will nature, seemingly able to talk with animals, with plants and trees, even with the wind. She has a great empathy toward others, being able to hear the cries of those that are in lonely or sad, and has innate understanding and compassion for others.
There were others in the prince’s life, like the court sorcerer who seemed to show a great interest in the prince, his father’s general one of his father’s most trusted advisers. And the kingdoms priest, who was the prince, and princess’s teacher.

But then this fur’s happy life was shattered, the kingdom was attack. By the time his father knew what was happening, more than a third of his army had been destroyed, his people where being slaughtered, then right before the fur’s eyes his father was kill, by a lord of the Abyssal Realm. The court sorcerer appeared and carried the prince off, out of danger. All he saw when being brought out of the kingdom was the death of everything he had ever known, of everyone he had ever loved. Latter, on a high mountain he confronted the sorcerer, demanding if he know if anyone else lived. The sorcerer said that the prince’s sister had escaped, with her guardian. When the prince asked if he could be taken to her, the sorcerer said no, that they must be kept separate for now. The prince wasn’t happy but accepted it for now. The young fur grew into a adult, growing in the magical arts, but he never forgot his sister and continued to blame himself for what had happened, and how he wasn’t there for his beloved sister. One day the young man found a letter on his mentor’s desk; it said that his sister’s guardian is dead, and that she had walked away with a wolf. The fur know he had to find her, and also become strong enough to have vengeance on the lord who killed his father and destroyed everything he had ever cared about, so he set out off his own.
Thus starts the adventure of Lionel Cortez..."

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Dorian leaned over interested.

"Go on"

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(Sorry for being gone so long)
"Well, now. Lets see," Jonathon answered.
"During Lionel's travels he will discover the cause of the destruction of his father kingdom. It seems that Lionel had a bastard uncle that he didn't know about that was banished from the kingdom by Lionel's father when he became king, as a bastard child is a embarrassment in a royal family. Lionel's uncle was not happy about this, so he used his arcane power to summon that lord of the Abyssal realm spoken of before. Lionel's uncle make a deal with with this lord that increased his power, and that would lead to the death his brother and destroy his kingdom."
Jonathon looked at the fox in front of him, "I am honestly still working on the story, as it is one of my own creation. I usually don't rush things if they are my own."