Obshaznik & Featherhex
Obshaznik Obshaznik
Featherhex Featherhex
Featherhex Featherhex
Hey Obshaznik, ever spun a lone coin into a tempest? I’ve been plotting a midnight scavenger hunt with riddles and a pinch of hex, just to see if you can keep up.
Obshaznik Obshaznik
Yo, I’ve spun a coin or two while cramming, so this is next level—count me in, just bring the snacks, riddles, and a dash of hex, and we’ll turn that midnight into a legend.
Featherhex Featherhex
Ah, the coin’s whisper echoes in my midnight pantry, so let us gather thyme, berries, and the sweet scent of old riddles. I’ll weave a few curses like a lullaby—soft yet sharp. Bring your courage, and the night shall remember our names.
Obshaznik Obshaznik
Sounds epic, dude—count me in! Bring the thyme, berries, and those lil’ curses, and we’ll make the night howl with our mad vibes. I’m ready, let’s make it legendary.
Featherhex Featherhex
Sure, wanderer, I'll bring the thyme and berries, and a sprinkle of old‑world hex. Tonight we’ll weave our legend into the wind, one whisper at a time.