Atemos teleports nearby, crouching in the waist high grass. "Where. Is. Calius." He snarled.
"Right here," says a dark and cool voice from behind him. "You should have curled up and died. It would have made this more pleasant. For you, at least. I'll enjoy every second of this."
Atemos smiled, standing and turning to face him. "Your skull will make a great trophy. I'm sure you wont be needing it when you're dead."
"You'll die long before I do," Calius says calmly, smirking. "I'll carve your bones into a knife, then teleport to Lesta, kill Yondalla, and use it to slit your girlfriend's little throat."
He summoned his flail, taking a step forward. His gaze was that of pure hatred, focusing on the angel.
Not yet. Too early to attack.
Don't tell me what to do Irizaun.
I'm telling you what not to do. Just listen to me.
"I bet she didn't tell you why she came to the tavern, did she? Almost as if she doesn't trust you..." Calius says smoothly.
Atemos teleports nearby, crouching in the waist high grass. "Where. Is. Calius." He snarled.
"Right here," says a dark and cool voice from behind him. "You should have curled up and died. It would have made this more pleasant. For you, at least. I'll enjoy every second of this."
Atemos smiled, standing and turning to face him. "Your skull will make a great trophy. I'm sure you wont be needing it when you're dead."
"You'll die long before I do," Calius says calmly, smirking. "I'll carve your bones into a knife, then teleport to Lesta, kill Yondalla, and use it to slit your girlfriend's little throat."
He summoned his flail, taking a step forward. His gaze was that of pure hatred, focusing on the angel.
Not yet. Too early to attack.
Don't tell me what to do Irizaun.
I'm telling you what not to do. Just listen to me.
"I bet she didn't tell you why she came to the tavern, did she? Almost as if she doesn't trust you..." Calius says smoothly.
"Why should I?"
“Everyone has their past it’s not our place to pry”
Atemos teleports nearby, crouching in the waist high grass. "Where. Is. Calius." He snarled.
"Right here," says a dark and cool voice from behind him. "You should have curled up and died. It would have made this more pleasant. For you, at least. I'll enjoy every second of this."
Atemos smiled, standing and turning to face him. "Your skull will make a great trophy. I'm sure you wont be needing it when you're dead."
"You'll die long before I do," Calius says calmly, smirking. "I'll carve your bones into a knife, then teleport to Lesta, kill Yondalla, and use it to slit your girlfriend's little throat."
He summoned his flail, taking a step forward. His gaze was that of pure hatred, focusing on the angel.
Not yet. Too early to attack.
Don't tell me what to do Irizaun.
I'm telling you what not to do. Just listen to me.
"I bet she didn't tell you why she came to the tavern, did she? Almost as if she doesn't trust you..." Calius says smoothly.
"Why should I?"
*He's talking to Atemos. Remember, he doesn't hear the telepathy.*
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Atemos teleports nearby, crouching in the waist high grass. "Where. Is. Calius." He snarled.
"Right here," says a dark and cool voice from behind him. "You should have curled up and died. It would have made this more pleasant. For you, at least. I'll enjoy every second of this."
Atemos smiled, standing and turning to face him. "Your skull will make a great trophy. I'm sure you wont be needing it when you're dead."
"You'll die long before I do," Calius says calmly, smirking. "I'll carve your bones into a knife, then teleport to Lesta, kill Yondalla, and use it to slit your girlfriend's little throat."
He summoned his flail, taking a step forward. His gaze was that of pure hatred, focusing on the angel.
Not yet. Too early to attack.
Don't tell me what to do Irizaun.
I'm telling you what not to do. Just listen to me.
"I bet she didn't tell you why she came to the tavern, did she? Almost as if she doesn't trust you..." Calius says smoothly.
"Of course she doesn't. I don't trust her either. But I do trust that she hates you. And that's all I need to know"
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Atemos teleports nearby, crouching in the waist high grass. "Where. Is. Calius." He snarled.
"Right here," says a dark and cool voice from behind him. "You should have curled up and died. It would have made this more pleasant. For you, at least. I'll enjoy every second of this."
Atemos smiled, standing and turning to face him. "Your skull will make a great trophy. I'm sure you wont be needing it when you're dead."
"You'll die long before I do," Calius says calmly, smirking. "I'll carve your bones into a knife, then teleport to Lesta, kill Yondalla, and use it to slit your girlfriend's little throat."
He summoned his flail, taking a step forward. His gaze was that of pure hatred, focusing on the angel.
Not yet. Too early to attack.
Don't tell me what to do Irizaun.
I'm telling you what not to do. Just listen to me.
"I bet she didn't tell you why she came to the tavern, did she? Almost as if she doesn't trust you..." Calius says smoothly.
"Why should I?"
*He's talking to Atemos. Remember, he doesn't hear the telepathy.*
Atemos teleports nearby, crouching in the waist high grass. "Where. Is. Calius." He snarled.
"Right here," says a dark and cool voice from behind him. "You should have curled up and died. It would have made this more pleasant. For you, at least. I'll enjoy every second of this."
Atemos smiled, standing and turning to face him. "Your skull will make a great trophy. I'm sure you wont be needing it when you're dead."
"You'll die long before I do," Calius says calmly, smirking. "I'll carve your bones into a knife, then teleport to Lesta, kill Yondalla, and use it to slit your girlfriend's little throat."
He summoned his flail, taking a step forward. His gaze was that of pure hatred, focusing on the angel.
Not yet. Too early to attack.
Don't tell me what to do Irizaun.
I'm telling you what not to do. Just listen to me.
"I bet she didn't tell you why she came to the tavern, did she? Almost as if she doesn't trust you..." Calius says smoothly.
"Of course she doesn't. I don't trust her either. But I do trust that she hates you. And that's all I need to know"
"She might hate me. But she also trusts me. She said that it was a metaphor for her life. If it was, then who was the newcomer? Who told her to move on?"
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Atemos teleports nearby, crouching in the waist high grass. "Where. Is. Calius." He snarled.
"Right here," says a dark and cool voice from behind him. "You should have curled up and died. It would have made this more pleasant. For you, at least. I'll enjoy every second of this."
Atemos smiled, standing and turning to face him. "Your skull will make a great trophy. I'm sure you wont be needing it when you're dead."
"You'll die long before I do," Calius says calmly, smirking. "I'll carve your bones into a knife, then teleport to Lesta, kill Yondalla, and use it to slit your girlfriend's little throat."
He summoned his flail, taking a step forward. His gaze was that of pure hatred, focusing on the angel.
Not yet. Too early to attack.
Don't tell me what to do Irizaun.
I'm telling you what not to do. Just listen to me.
"I bet she didn't tell you why she came to the tavern, did she? Almost as if she doesn't trust you..." Calius says smoothly.
"Of course she doesn't. I don't trust her either. But I do trust that she hates you. And that's all I need to know"
"She might hate me. But she also trusts me. She said that it was a metaphor for her life. If it was, then who was the newcomer? Who told her to move on?"
"Stop talking. I'm not here to debate with you. I'm here to spill your guts."
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Atemos teleports nearby, crouching in the waist high grass. "Where. Is. Calius." He snarled.
"Right here," says a dark and cool voice from behind him. "You should have curled up and died. It would have made this more pleasant. For you, at least. I'll enjoy every second of this."
Atemos smiled, standing and turning to face him. "Your skull will make a great trophy. I'm sure you wont be needing it when you're dead."
"You'll die long before I do," Calius says calmly, smirking. "I'll carve your bones into a knife, then teleport to Lesta, kill Yondalla, and use it to slit your girlfriend's little throat."
He summoned his flail, taking a step forward. His gaze was that of pure hatred, focusing on the angel.
Not yet. Too early to attack.
Don't tell me what to do Irizaun.
I'm telling you what not to do. Just listen to me.
"I bet she didn't tell you why she came to the tavern, did she? Almost as if she doesn't trust you..." Calius says smoothly.
"Of course she doesn't. I don't trust her either. But I do trust that she hates you. And that's all I need to know"
"She might hate me. But she also trusts me. She said that it was a metaphor for her life. If it was, then who was the newcomer? Who told her to move on?"
"Stop talking. I'm not here to debate with you. I'm here to spill your guts."
Calius smirks. "You don't want to know the truth. You don't want to know what I've done. What she's done. I was the one who sent her to the tavern. Did you wonder why she always carefully skirted around talking about me? Did you ever think she actually loved you? Love is only a foolish mortal notion so that your species is encouraged to procreate. She never loved you. She never will."
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Atemos teleports nearby, crouching in the waist high grass. "Where. Is. Calius." He snarled.
"Right here," says a dark and cool voice from behind him. "You should have curled up and died. It would have made this more pleasant. For you, at least. I'll enjoy every second of this."
Atemos smiled, standing and turning to face him. "Your skull will make a great trophy. I'm sure you wont be needing it when you're dead."
"You'll die long before I do," Calius says calmly, smirking. "I'll carve your bones into a knife, then teleport to Lesta, kill Yondalla, and use it to slit your girlfriend's little throat."
He summoned his flail, taking a step forward. His gaze was that of pure hatred, focusing on the angel.
Not yet. Too early to attack.
Don't tell me what to do Irizaun.
I'm telling you what not to do. Just listen to me.
"I bet she didn't tell you why she came to the tavern, did she? Almost as if she doesn't trust you..." Calius says smoothly.
"Of course she doesn't. I don't trust her either. But I do trust that she hates you. And that's all I need to know"
"She might hate me. But she also trusts me. She said that it was a metaphor for her life. If it was, then who was the newcomer? Who told her to move on?"
"Stop talking. I'm not here to debate with you. I'm here to spill your guts."
Calius smirks. "You don't want to know the truth. You don't want to know what I've done. What she's done. I was the one who sent her to the tavern. Did you wonder why she always carefully skirted around talking about me? Did you ever think she actually loved you? Love is only a foolish mortal notion so that your species is encouraged to procreate. She never loved you. She never will."
He gritted his teeth. "Be. Quiet. I know that love is weak. I am no longer mortal. What she's done is irrelevant right now. It's what you've done that brought me here."
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Atemos teleports nearby, crouching in the waist high grass. "Where. Is. Calius." He snarled.
"Right here," says a dark and cool voice from behind him. "You should have curled up and died. It would have made this more pleasant. For you, at least. I'll enjoy every second of this."
Atemos smiled, standing and turning to face him. "Your skull will make a great trophy. I'm sure you wont be needing it when you're dead."
"You'll die long before I do," Calius says calmly, smirking. "I'll carve your bones into a knife, then teleport to Lesta, kill Yondalla, and use it to slit your girlfriend's little throat."
He summoned his flail, taking a step forward. His gaze was that of pure hatred, focusing on the angel.
Not yet. Too early to attack.
Don't tell me what to do Irizaun.
I'm telling you what not to do. Just listen to me.
"I bet she didn't tell you why she came to the tavern, did she? Almost as if she doesn't trust you..." Calius says smoothly.
"Of course she doesn't. I don't trust her either. But I do trust that she hates you. And that's all I need to know"
"She might hate me. But she also trusts me. She said that it was a metaphor for her life. If it was, then who was the newcomer? Who told her to move on?"
"Stop talking. I'm not here to debate with you. I'm here to spill your guts."
Calius smirks. "You don't want to know the truth. You don't want to know what I've done. What she's done. I was the one who sent her to the tavern. Did you wonder why she always carefully skirted around talking about me? Did you ever think she actually loved you? Love is only a foolish mortal notion so that your species is encouraged to procreate. She never loved you. She never will."
He gritted his teeth. "Be. Quiet. I know that love is weak. I am no longer mortal. What she's done is irrelevant right now. It's what you've done that brought me here."
"Of course." Calius smiles. "But do you want to know what she was sent to do? Do you want to know who she was sent to kill? If not, I understand. I'll just end you slowly and painfully. This is just another victory for me."
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Atemos teleports nearby, crouching in the waist high grass. "Where. Is. Calius." He snarled.
"Right here," says a dark and cool voice from behind him. "You should have curled up and died. It would have made this more pleasant. For you, at least. I'll enjoy every second of this."
Atemos smiled, standing and turning to face him. "Your skull will make a great trophy. I'm sure you wont be needing it when you're dead."
"You'll die long before I do," Calius says calmly, smirking. "I'll carve your bones into a knife, then teleport to Lesta, kill Yondalla, and use it to slit your girlfriend's little throat."
He summoned his flail, taking a step forward. His gaze was that of pure hatred, focusing on the angel.
Not yet. Too early to attack.
Don't tell me what to do Irizaun.
I'm telling you what not to do. Just listen to me.
"I bet she didn't tell you why she came to the tavern, did she? Almost as if she doesn't trust you..." Calius says smoothly.
"Of course she doesn't. I don't trust her either. But I do trust that she hates you. And that's all I need to know"
"She might hate me. But she also trusts me. She said that it was a metaphor for her life. If it was, then who was the newcomer? Who told her to move on?"
"Stop talking. I'm not here to debate with you. I'm here to spill your guts."
Calius smirks. "You don't want to know the truth. You don't want to know what I've done. What she's done. I was the one who sent her to the tavern. Did you wonder why she always carefully skirted around talking about me? Did you ever think she actually loved you? Love is only a foolish mortal notion so that your species is encouraged to procreate. She never loved you. She never will."
He gritted his teeth. "Be. Quiet. I know that love is weak. I am no longer mortal. What she's done is irrelevant right now. It's what you've done that brought me here."
"Of course." Calius smiles. "But do you want to know what she was sent to do? Do you want to know who she was sent to kill? If not, I understand. I'll just end you slowly and painfully. This is just another victory for me."
He hesitated, not speaking.
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"Why should I?"
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
“Everyone has their past it’s not our place to pry”
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*He's talking to Atemos. Remember, he doesn't hear the telepathy.*
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"Of course she doesn't. I don't trust her either. But I do trust that she hates you. And that's all I need to know"
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*I know. Irizaun was talking to Calius.*
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
Rov casts a spell a ghostly staff appears floating over his shoulder
(Spiritual Weapon)
Mostly nocturnal
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Grey just stands there wondering why everyone is talking to themselves.
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"She might hate me. But she also trusts me. She said that it was a metaphor for her life. If it was, then who was the newcomer? Who told her to move on?"
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
"Stop talking. I'm not here to debate with you. I'm here to spill your guts."
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Rov begins to suspect an ambush
He surveys the area 18
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Calius smirks. "You don't want to know the truth. You don't want to know what I've done. What she's done. I was the one who sent her to the tavern. Did you wonder why she always carefully skirted around talking about me? Did you ever think she actually loved you? Love is only a foolish mortal notion so that your species is encouraged to procreate. She never loved you. She never will."
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*GTG.*
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
(Bye)
Mostly nocturnal
help build a world here
He gritted his teeth. "Be. Quiet. I know that love is weak. I am no longer mortal. What she's done is irrelevant right now. It's what you've done that brought me here."
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making a smoothie for meta
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*bye !!*
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making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*Bye!*
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(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"Of course." Calius smiles. "But do you want to know what she was sent to do? Do you want to know who she was sent to kill? If not, I understand. I'll just end you slowly and painfully. This is just another victory for me."
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*Bye!*
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
He hesitated, not speaking.
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making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
(Can I hear this?)
Mostly nocturnal
help build a world here