Hello there, I'm SaintGame, Q-Bit's brother. He invited me here to take part in a D&D campaign run by Mister Kent. I'm 22, and a fan of tabletop games like said D&D campaign, and I love animation and music.
I am not much of an artist, but I do like to think that I have an excellent imagination and capacity for empathy which makes me a fairly decent story teller. Perhaps I'll start working on art again, but for now I mostly focus on my crafts and trades. I am a weaver, welder, musician, and occasionally an actor in theater productions.
As for where I'll be around here, you'll probably only see me with Q-bit, as I'm quite skittish around people I don't know well.

It had been simple to track those three to the tavern from the library. Sure, they may have seen the man with the large hat following them, and sure they may have attempted to lose him, but a quick change of... "costume", and losing that hat always made his quarry think they lost him. And besides, identical cloaks? In this weather? If they had been screaming "DON'T PAY ATTENTION TO US" at the top of their lungs they'd have been more inconspicuous then with those cloaks! They must have thought him a fool!

...Wait.
He WAS a fool!
"Huh-HA!" The fool couldn't help the mirth welling up from within himself, but pushed it down before he entered the tavern. There they were an-*sniff* Something smells GOOD. They didn't look like they'd be leaving just yet, after all he'd been tailing them for a few hours. they'd probably want to rest for a little while... There was time for some more ale and food, right? He couldn't help but think of that honeymead he'd found. Right. And look! It was that werewolf that probably dyed his fur that his FRIENDS from the library mentioned! the only thing that went better with ale than food was GOOD FRIENDS. He ordered himself some ale and stole a seat from one of the other tables, sliding it right next to Luis before sitting down on it. "Wonderful weather we're having, isn't it my friend? _{Definetly not weather for cloaks...}"