"Yes, I Nerima!" She reaches into her cloak and pulls out a piece of paper with a drawing of a shadowy figure, with what appears to be a human skull for a head. "Z'rika!"
"What is Z'rika?"
"Z'rika is Z'rika!"
"How do you know them?"
"Z'rika raised me!" She looks at the drawing fondly.
"Where is Z'rika now?"
"Around."
"Do you know anyone else?"
She pulls out a quasit. "Jig!"
"A demon?" Sarana looks slightly repulsed.
The quasit speaks in abyssal: "What's wrong, never seen someone as handsome as me?"
"I would have used hideous. And sadly, you're nowhere near the top of the list."
He made a croaking sound. "You're just jealous you don't look this good."
"This Jig!" Nerima also spoke in abyssal.
Idiot. You're the third lowest ranking of demon.
"I can see that!"
Whatever, I don't need to prove myself to the likes of you.
"He my..." She thinks for a moment. "Fami-liar? Familiar!"
More like you're unable to.
"Did Z'rika give him to you?"
"Yes!" She puts Jig away, but as he was put away, he held up a tiny middle finger.
Sarana gives a sickeningly sweet smile in return. "Is Z'rika a demon?"
"Z'rika is Z'rika! I say this already!" She was sounding annoyed again.
"That makes sense."
"Of course! Z'rika is Z'rika. Z'rika not anything else!"
"Could I meet Z'rika?"
"I no know. Z'rika?" She waits for a moment, before focusing back on Sarana. "He no want meet you now."
"That's okay."
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"I am... but I dislike just jumping right to it... although I won't pass it up." Lazarus' fangs extsend
"hey, im here for you" he said and smiled "you need food and if no one is willing to be nice to you, then im there"
"I don't need food... not for the next century... Need and want are different, and the last thing I want is to transform into a nosferatu."
*had to look that up*
"well. think of it like this this, if i feed you then you wont"
"No...a nosferatu isn't when a vampire starves... it is when they only care about eating, and not keeping up the masquerade."
*Man is it hard to type without using your ring finger*
"oh.." he said and tilted his head from side to side to think. "i can try feeding you only when your badly hungry.. but thats all the time"
*o u c h*
"Maybe once a day?"
"maybe, i just want to make sure your not in pain"
"I am dead, everything feels numb..." Lazarus thinks for a bit. "Fine, you got me... I can't resist the offer... I will feed." Lazarus extends his fangs
"good" Brand smiles and kisses his cheek before unstrapping his neck
"Where did you get the neck strap?" Lazarus says before feeding
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Ettor hears the occasional step and crack of twigs, but thing massively out of the ordinary for a forest - it could simply be a fox or similar.
To be safe, he casts invisibility on himself.
The noises get quieter if he moves away from where he originally heard them.
He circles back to where he heard the noises, being careful to not make any himself.
Stealth: 21
Make a perception check.
13
He sees a set of recent, humanoid footprints, but nothing else.
He follows the footprints out of curiosity.
They lead for quite some distance, along several seemingly pointless twists and turns, before reaching a small clearing and stopping. What does Ettor do?
He stretches before yelling out. "Hey! Anybody there?" He becomes visible again.
No response.
He waits a moment, if there is still no response, he levitates a bit ways up to see the whole clearing.
Perception: 22
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
"Yes, I Nerima!" She reaches into her cloak and pulls out a piece of paper with a drawing of a shadowy figure, with what appears to be a human skull for a head. "Z'rika!"
"What is Z'rika?"
"Z'rika is Z'rika!"
"How do you know them?"
"Z'rika raised me!" She looks at the drawing fondly.
"Where is Z'rika now?"
"Around."
"Do you know anyone else?"
She pulls out a quasit. "Jig!"
"A demon?" Sarana looks slightly repulsed.
The quasit speaks in abyssal: "What's wrong, never seen someone as handsome as me?"
"I would have used hideous. And sadly, you're nowhere near the top of the list."
He made a croaking sound. "You're just jealous you don't look this good."
"This Jig!" Nerima also spoke in abyssal.
Idiot. You're the third lowest ranking of demon.
"I can see that!"
Whatever, I don't need to prove myself to the likes of you.
"He my..." She thinks for a moment. "Fami-liar? Familiar!"
More like you're unable to.
"Did Z'rika give him to you?"
"Yes!" She puts Jig away, but as he was put away, he held up a tiny middle finger.
Sarana gives a sickeningly sweet smile in return. "Is Z'rika a demon?"
"Z'rika is Z'rika! I say this already!" She was sounding annoyed again.
"That makes sense."
"Of course! Z'rika is Z'rika. Z'rika not anything else!"
"Could I meet Z'rika?"
"I no know. Z'rika?" She waits for a moment, before focusing back on Sarana. "He no want meet you now."
"That's okay."
Nerima pulls out some bones and starts fiddling with them.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Ettor hears the occasional step and crack of twigs, but thing massively out of the ordinary for a forest - it could simply be a fox or similar.
To be safe, he casts invisibility on himself.
The noises get quieter if he moves away from where he originally heard them.
He circles back to where he heard the noises, being careful to not make any himself.
Stealth: 21
Make a perception check.
13
He sees a set of recent, humanoid footprints, but nothing else.
He follows the footprints out of curiosity.
They lead for quite some distance, along several seemingly pointless twists and turns, before reaching a small clearing and stopping. What does Ettor do?
He stretches before yelling out. "Hey! Anybody there?" He becomes visible again.
No response.
He waits a moment, if there is still no response, he levitates a bit ways up to see the whole clearing.
Perception: 27
It’s fast, and he almost misses it, but the air blurs in front of where he was, as some kind of illusion compensates for his change in position.
"Yes, I Nerima!" She reaches into her cloak and pulls out a piece of paper with a drawing of a shadowy figure, with what appears to be a human skull for a head. "Z'rika!"
"What is Z'rika?"
"Z'rika is Z'rika!"
"How do you know them?"
"Z'rika raised me!" She looks at the drawing fondly.
"Where is Z'rika now?"
"Around."
"Do you know anyone else?"
She pulls out a quasit. "Jig!"
"A demon?" Sarana looks slightly repulsed.
The quasit speaks in abyssal: "What's wrong, never seen someone as handsome as me?"
"I would have used hideous. And sadly, you're nowhere near the top of the list."
He made a croaking sound. "You're just jealous you don't look this good."
"This Jig!" Nerima also spoke in abyssal.
Idiot. You're the third lowest ranking of demon.
"I can see that!"
Whatever, I don't need to prove myself to the likes of you.
"He my..." She thinks for a moment. "Fami-liar? Familiar!"
More like you're unable to.
"Did Z'rika give him to you?"
"Yes!" She puts Jig away, but as he was put away, he held up a tiny middle finger.
Sarana gives a sickeningly sweet smile in return. "Is Z'rika a demon?"
"Z'rika is Z'rika! I say this already!" She was sounding annoyed again.
"That makes sense."
"Of course! Z'rika is Z'rika. Z'rika not anything else!"
"Could I meet Z'rika?"
"I no know. Z'rika?" She waits for a moment, before focusing back on Sarana. "He no want meet you now."
"That's okay."
Nerima pulls out some bones and starts fiddling with them.
"Do you eat?"
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Ettor hears the occasional step and crack of twigs, but thing massively out of the ordinary for a forest - it could simply be a fox or similar.
To be safe, he casts invisibility on himself.
The noises get quieter if he moves away from where he originally heard them.
He circles back to where he heard the noises, being careful to not make any himself.
Stealth: 21
Make a perception check.
13
He sees a set of recent, humanoid footprints, but nothing else.
He follows the footprints out of curiosity.
They lead for quite some distance, along several seemingly pointless twists and turns, before reaching a small clearing and stopping. What does Ettor do?
He stretches before yelling out. "Hey! Anybody there?" He becomes visible again.
No response.
He waits a moment, if there is still no response, he levitates a bit ways up to see the whole clearing.
Perception: 27
It’s fast, and he almost misses it, but the air blurs in front of where he was, as some kind of illusion compensates for his change in position.
He sighs. "I wasn't planning on doing so much magic this morning." He misty steps to the other side of the clearing.
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"Yes, I Nerima!" She reaches into her cloak and pulls out a piece of paper with a drawing of a shadowy figure, with what appears to be a human skull for a head. "Z'rika!"
"What is Z'rika?"
"Z'rika is Z'rika!"
"How do you know them?"
"Z'rika raised me!" She looks at the drawing fondly.
"Where is Z'rika now?"
"Around."
"Do you know anyone else?"
She pulls out a quasit. "Jig!"
"A demon?" Sarana looks slightly repulsed.
The quasit speaks in abyssal: "What's wrong, never seen someone as handsome as me?"
"I would have used hideous. And sadly, you're nowhere near the top of the list."
He made a croaking sound. "You're just jealous you don't look this good."
"This Jig!" Nerima also spoke in abyssal.
Idiot. You're the third lowest ranking of demon.
"I can see that!"
Whatever, I don't need to prove myself to the likes of you.
"He my..." She thinks for a moment. "Fami-liar? Familiar!"
More like you're unable to.
"Did Z'rika give him to you?"
"Yes!" She puts Jig away, but as he was put away, he held up a tiny middle finger.
Sarana gives a sickeningly sweet smile in return. "Is Z'rika a demon?"
"Z'rika is Z'rika! I say this already!" She was sounding annoyed again.
"That makes sense."
"Of course! Z'rika is Z'rika. Z'rika not anything else!"
"Could I meet Z'rika?"
"I no know. Z'rika?" She waits for a moment, before focusing back on Sarana. "He no want meet you now."
"That's okay."
Nerima pulls out some bones and starts fiddling with them.
"Do you eat?"
"Yes, I hungry." Her stomach rumbles a bit.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Ettor hears the occasional step and crack of twigs, but thing massively out of the ordinary for a forest - it could simply be a fox or similar.
To be safe, he casts invisibility on himself.
The noises get quieter if he moves away from where he originally heard them.
He circles back to where he heard the noises, being careful to not make any himself.
Stealth: 21
Make a perception check.
13
He sees a set of recent, humanoid footprints, but nothing else.
He follows the footprints out of curiosity.
They lead for quite some distance, along several seemingly pointless twists and turns, before reaching a small clearing and stopping. What does Ettor do?
He stretches before yelling out. "Hey! Anybody there?" He becomes visible again.
No response.
He waits a moment, if there is still no response, he levitates a bit ways up to see the whole clearing.
Perception: 27
It’s fast, and he almost misses it, but the air blurs in front of where he was, as some kind of illusion compensates for his change in position.
He sighs. "I wasn't planning on doing so much magic this morning." He misty steps to the other side of the clearing.
As he does so, as he’s expecting it, a small tent and fire pit become visible for a split second.
Ettor hears the occasional step and crack of twigs, but thing massively out of the ordinary for a forest - it could simply be a fox or similar.
To be safe, he casts invisibility on himself.
The noises get quieter if he moves away from where he originally heard them.
He circles back to where he heard the noises, being careful to not make any himself.
Stealth: 21
Make a perception check.
13
He sees a set of recent, humanoid footprints, but nothing else.
He follows the footprints out of curiosity.
They lead for quite some distance, along several seemingly pointless twists and turns, before reaching a small clearing and stopping. What does Ettor do?
He stretches before yelling out. "Hey! Anybody there?" He becomes visible again.
No response.
He waits a moment, if there is still no response, he levitates a bit ways up to see the whole clearing.
Perception: 27
It’s fast, and he almost misses it, but the air blurs in front of where he was, as some kind of illusion compensates for his change in position.
He sighs. "I wasn't planning on doing so much magic this morning." He misty steps to the other side of the clearing.
As he does so, as he’s expecting it, a small tent and fire pit become visible for a split second.
"Alright, now I'm getting somewhere." He walks to the area he saw the tent and fire pit.
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"Yes, I Nerima!" She reaches into her cloak and pulls out a piece of paper with a drawing of a shadowy figure, with what appears to be a human skull for a head. "Z'rika!"
"What is Z'rika?"
"Z'rika is Z'rika!"
"How do you know them?"
"Z'rika raised me!" She looks at the drawing fondly.
"Where is Z'rika now?"
"Around."
"Do you know anyone else?"
She pulls out a quasit. "Jig!"
"A demon?" Sarana looks slightly repulsed.
The quasit speaks in abyssal: "What's wrong, never seen someone as handsome as me?"
"I would have used hideous. And sadly, you're nowhere near the top of the list."
He made a croaking sound. "You're just jealous you don't look this good."
"This Jig!" Nerima also spoke in abyssal.
Idiot. You're the third lowest ranking of demon.
"I can see that!"
Whatever, I don't need to prove myself to the likes of you.
"He my..." She thinks for a moment. "Fami-liar? Familiar!"
More like you're unable to.
"Did Z'rika give him to you?"
"Yes!" She puts Jig away, but as he was put away, he held up a tiny middle finger.
Sarana gives a sickeningly sweet smile in return. "Is Z'rika a demon?"
"Z'rika is Z'rika! I say this already!" She was sounding annoyed again.
"That makes sense."
"Of course! Z'rika is Z'rika. Z'rika not anything else!"
"Could I meet Z'rika?"
"I no know. Z'rika?" She waits for a moment, before focusing back on Sarana. "He no want meet you now."
"That's okay."
Nerima pulls out some bones and starts fiddling with them.
"Do you eat?"
"Yes, I hungry." Her stomach rumbles a bit.
"What do you eat?"
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"That's okay."
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall.
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"Where did you get the neck strap?" Lazarus says before feeding
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He waits a moment, if there is still no response, he levitates a bit ways up to see the whole clearing.
Perception: 22
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Nerima pulls out some bones and starts fiddling with them.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
It’s fast, and he almost misses it, but the air blurs in front of where he was, as some kind of illusion compensates for his change in position.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
"Do you eat?"
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*who is in the main room?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Crest.*
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
Lazarus waves
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Sarana and Wraith-6.*
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Crest glares.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
He sighs. "I wasn't planning on doing so much magic this morning." He misty steps to the other side of the clearing.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"What?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Lazarus walks over to Wraith.
"How is it going?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Yes, I hungry." Her stomach rumbles a bit.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
As he does so, as he’s expecting it, a small tent and fire pit become visible for a split second.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
“What do you want?”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
"Alright, now I'm getting somewhere." He walks to the area he saw the tent and fire pit.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"What do you eat?"
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"Nothing you are willing to give. I just wanted to be nice."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now