"Its a very unique set of cards. You seem skilled in it"
"Thank you! I love doing card readings. Even in life."
"Do you know much of your past life?"
"Not much. Though I was burnt at the stake for being a witch."
"A witch? Im sorry for that. No one should be attacked for abilities"
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Allison suddenly appears next to the tavern, her arm around Krathian's midsection. "Overshot the destination a bit" she muttered and kept a tight grip on Krathian "Its ok, you'll be fine, your strong" she said and tried to stop worrying.
He coughs, sputtering, "I hope Allison but it's different this time," he says, struggling to maintain consciousness, "It's ... it's the kid..."
"The kid?" she asked and struggled to get him in the tavern.
He coughs more, muttering the name, "Ejukthranahuil," before blacking out.
"ahhhhh nope nope nope nope!" She said and set him on the couch.
DAY 157 OF THE STANDARD ATHENIAN CALENDAR TIME: 37:011 (Celestia Standard Time) . . . . Trial Tempest vs Althas Overseen by the goddess Sonaria of the Holy Sun and Seraphim Tyriel the Honorable . . . .
Althas blinked once, the ground wavering under her as the Gate's light transported her to her podium. On her left stood a tall angel with stone gray skin and eyes that shone with holy white light. His wings were massive, much larger than a typical angel's and covered in crimson ribbons. To her right was a tall, beautiful woman with two pairs of wings and thin chain armor, very similar to Althas's own. Of every person in this room, I would not have expected this of you, Althas. She spoke smoothly, gaze never touching on her. Are you certain you wish to go through with this yet again? Sonaria will not be so forgiving the next time you crawl back to her.
Althas let out a shaky breath. Archangel Sira, while I hate to mean any disrespect, you do not know me or what I truly want. They stood there in silence, each with eyes on the golden judge's seat up ahead. The courtroom was massive, a jury of Thrones on the left, the goddess's chosen mortals on the right, and up ahead stood a tall figure bearing six wings and elaborate plated armor. A golden wreath crown rests on their head, eyes glowing gold but barely visibly beneath both the hood and the folded pairs of three wings.
"Archangel Althas. You are called here for commiting crimes in accordance with law number 5 of Standard Doctrine. What say you in your defense?"
Althas inhaled slowly, trying to suppress the rising panic. "I have no defense. I plead guilty, and I accept my consequences without question. Honorable judge, honorable goddess.. allow me to keep my life and walk free of this place."
The seraphim stood, expressionless. "Then this trial shall be a quick one. You will be cast out, never to return to the heavens unless redeemed once more. You will walk in shame among mortals, forever stained by your crimes. Any who lay eyes upon you will see your weakness. You would standardly be allowed three warnings before such action, but due to your past record, we hold you to strict extremes." The male angel beside her raised his sword, and Sira took a step back. "You are cast out and branded. If you survive your first trial of 30 days of the standard Athenian calendar, your wings will be returned to you."
Althas closed her eyes, picturing the warmth of the phoenix's wings, the softness of the flowers, the gentleness of the deer's fur against her palm. The angel brought down his sword upon her wings in two swift strikes, severing them completely.
"You are all dismissed. We wil, reconvene for the next trial in 30 days." And with that, Althas's eyelids grew heavy, the pain dissipating as she fell into a deep sleep..
. . . . Trial outcome: Guilty Days until reconvene: 30
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*Sorry I made it kinda short, I got super lazy at the end but wanted to write out the general gist of it. Imagine more trial fluff stuff.*
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Allison suddenly appears next to the tavern, her arm around Krathian's midsection. "Overshot the destination a bit" she muttered and kept a tight grip on Krathian "Its ok, you'll be fine, your strong" she said and tried to stop worrying.
He coughs, sputtering, "I hope Allison but it's different this time," he says, struggling to maintain consciousness, "It's ... it's the kid..."
"The kid?" she asked and struggled to get him in the tavern.
He coughs more, muttering the name, "Ejukthranahuil," before blacking out.
"ahhhhh nope nope nope nope!" She said and set him on the couch.
Infernus walks up, "Can I help somehow?"
Marty ambles over, "Aight aight what happened ta th' lug this time?"
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
Roran shifts back into half elf form. He boops Finch.
"Let me sleep."
"Will you mind if I join you?"
"Go ahead."
Roran closes his eyes but doesn't move off of him.
Finch sighs and closes his eyes.
Roran eventually falls asleep.
*aaaaand fade to black*
*Or timeskip*
Roran sits up groggily. "Bloody.. oh. Hi Finch."
Finch is still sleeping.
Roran smiles slightly and lies back down, waiting for him to wake up.
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Allison suddenly appears next to the tavern, her arm around Krathian's midsection. "Overshot the destination a bit" she muttered and kept a tight grip on Krathian "Its ok, you'll be fine, your strong" she said and tried to stop worrying.
He coughs, sputtering, "I hope Allison but it's different this time," he says, struggling to maintain consciousness, "It's ... it's the kid..."
"The kid?" she asked and struggled to get him in the tavern.
He coughs more, muttering the name, "Ejukthranahuil," before blacking out.
"ahhhhh nope nope nope nope!" She said and set him on the couch.
Infernus walks up, "Can I help somehow?"
"Do you know how to wake him" She said
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Allison suddenly appears next to the tavern, her arm around Krathian's midsection. "Overshot the destination a bit" she muttered and kept a tight grip on Krathian "Its ok, you'll be fine, your strong" she said and tried to stop worrying.
He coughs, sputtering, "I hope Allison but it's different this time," he says, struggling to maintain consciousness, "It's ... it's the kid..."
"The kid?" she asked and struggled to get him in the tavern.
He coughs more, muttering the name, "Ejukthranahuil," before blacking out.
"ahhhhh nope nope nope nope!" She said and set him on the couch.
Infernus walks up, "Can I help somehow?"
Marty ambles over, "Aight aight what happened ta th' lug this time?"
Allison suddenly appears next to the tavern, her arm around Krathian's midsection. "Overshot the destination a bit" she muttered and kept a tight grip on Krathian "Its ok, you'll be fine, your strong" she said and tried to stop worrying.
He coughs, sputtering, "I hope Allison but it's different this time," he says, struggling to maintain consciousness, "It's ... it's the kid..."
"The kid?" she asked and struggled to get him in the tavern.
He coughs more, muttering the name, "Ejukthranahuil," before blacking out.
"ahhhhh nope nope nope nope!" She said and set him on the couch.
Infernus walks up, "Can I help somehow?"
Marty ambles over, "Aight aight what happened ta th' lug this time?"
"Woke up in cold sweat, started panicking, then told me something about a kid?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
DAY 157 OF THE STANDARD ATHENIAN CALENDAR TIME: 37:011 (Celestia Standard Time) . . . . Trial Tempest vs Althas Overseen by the goddess Sonaria of the Holy Sun and Seraphim Tyriel the Honorable . . . .
Althas blinked once, the ground wavering under her as the Gate's light transported her to her podium. On her left stood a tall angel with stone gray skin and eyes that shone with holy white light. His wings were massive, much larger than a typical angel's and covered in crimson ribbons. To her right was a tall, beautiful woman with two pairs of wings and thin chain armor, very similar to Althas's own. Of every person in this room, I would not have expected this of you, Althas. She spoke smoothly, gaze never touching on her. Are you certain you wish to go through with this yet again? Sonaria will not be so forgiving the next time you crawl back to her.
Althas let out a shaky breath. Archangel Sira, while I hate to mean any disrespect, you do not know me or what I truly want. They stood there in silence, each with eyes on the golden judge's seat up ahead. The courtroom was massive, a jury of Thrones on the left, the goddess's chosen mortals on the right, and up ahead stood a tall figure bearing six wings and elaborate plated armor. A golden wreath crown rests on their head, eyes glowing gold but barely visibly beneath both the hood and the folded pairs of three wings.
"Archangel Althas. You are called here for commiting crimes in accordance with law number 5 of Standard Doctrine. What say you in your defense?"
Althas inhaled slowly, trying to suppress the rising panic. "I have no defense. I plead guilty, and I accept my consequences without question. Honorable judge, honorable goddess.. allow me to keep my life and walk free of this place."
The seraphim stood, expressionless. "Then this trial shall be a quick one. You will be cast out, never to return to the heavens unless redeemed once more. You will walk in shame among mortals, forever stained by your crimes. Any who lay eyes upon you will see your weakness. You would standardly be allowed three warnings before such action, but due to your past record, we hold you to strict extremes." The male angel beside her raised his sword, and Sira took a step back. "You are cast out and branded. If you survive your first trial of 30 days of the standard Athenian calendar, your wings will be returned to you."
Althas closed her eyes, picturing the warmth of the phoenix's wings, the softness of the flowers, the gentleness of the deer's fur against her palm. The angel brought down his sword upon her wings in two swift strikes, severing them completely.
"You are all dismissed. We wil, reconvene for the next trial in 30 days." And with that, Althas's eyelids grew heavy, the pain dissipating as she fell into a deep sleep..
. . . . Trial outcome: Guilty Days until reconvene: 30
*Hmhmhahahaaaaa.......*
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
Allison suddenly appears next to the tavern, her arm around Krathian's midsection. "Overshot the destination a bit" she muttered and kept a tight grip on Krathian "Its ok, you'll be fine, your strong" she said and tried to stop worrying.
He coughs, sputtering, "I hope Allison but it's different this time," he says, struggling to maintain consciousness, "It's ... it's the kid..."
"The kid?" she asked and struggled to get him in the tavern.
He coughs more, muttering the name, "Ejukthranahuil," before blacking out.
"ahhhhh nope nope nope nope!" She said and set him on the couch.
Infernus walks up, "Can I help somehow?"
Marty ambles over, "Aight aight what happened ta th' lug this time?"
Allison suddenly appears next to the tavern, her arm around Krathian's midsection. "Overshot the destination a bit" she muttered and kept a tight grip on Krathian "Its ok, you'll be fine, your strong" she said and tried to stop worrying.
He coughs, sputtering, "I hope Allison but it's different this time," he says, struggling to maintain consciousness, "It's ... it's the kid..."
"The kid?" she asked and struggled to get him in the tavern.
He coughs more, muttering the name, "Ejukthranahuil," before blacking out.
"ahhhhh nope nope nope nope!" She said and set him on the couch.
Infernus walks up, "Can I help somehow?"
Marty ambles over, "Aight aight what happened ta th' lug this time?"
"Woke up in cold sweat, started panicking, then told me something about a kid?"
"[GP] figured this would happen." He looks around wiping his hands on his trousers. "I'll need somebody to help me carry him ta the bedroom."
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"Its a very unique set of cards. You seem skilled in it"
"Thank you! I love doing card readings. Even in life."
"Do you know much of your past life?"
"Not much. Though I was burnt at the stake for being a witch."
"A witch? Im sorry for that. No one should be attacked for abilities"
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
Allison suddenly appears next to the tavern, her arm around Krathian's midsection. "Overshot the destination a bit" she muttered and kept a tight grip on Krathian "Its ok, you'll be fine, your strong" she said and tried to stop worrying.
He coughs, sputtering, "I hope Allison but it's different this time," he says, struggling to maintain consciousness, "It's ... it's the kid..."
"The kid?" she asked and struggled to get him in the tavern.
He coughs more, muttering the name, "Ejukthranahuil," before blacking out.
"ahhhhh nope nope nope nope!" She said and set him on the couch.
Infernus walks up, "Can I help somehow?"
Marty ambles over, "Aight aight what happened ta th' lug this time?"
Allison suddenly appears next to the tavern, her arm around Krathian's midsection. "Overshot the destination a bit" she muttered and kept a tight grip on Krathian "Its ok, you'll be fine, your strong" she said and tried to stop worrying.
He coughs, sputtering, "I hope Allison but it's different this time," he says, struggling to maintain consciousness, "It's ... it's the kid..."
"The kid?" she asked and struggled to get him in the tavern.
He coughs more, muttering the name, "Ejukthranahuil," before blacking out.
"ahhhhh nope nope nope nope!" She said and set him on the couch.
Infernus walks up, "Can I help somehow?"
Marty ambles over, "Aight aight what happened ta th' lug this time?"
"Woke up in cold sweat, started panicking, then told me something about a kid?"
"[GP] figured this would happen." He looks around wiping his hands on his trousers. "I'll need somebody to help me carry him ta the bedroom."
Infernus speaks up "It appears I am out of place here but I will help do that & be on my way." She grabs Krathian's shoulders.
"Its a very unique set of cards. You seem skilled in it"
"Thank you! I love doing card readings. Even in life."
"Do you know much of your past life?"
"Not much. Though I was burnt at the stake for being a witch."
"A witch? Im sorry for that. No one should be attacked for abilities"
"Oh, I wasn't a witch though! I can just.. see better than most."
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A teenage punk is spray painting the side of the tavern.
Raavos pokes them. "That's illegal."
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*it's in Abyssal, also Raxern still looks like a demon, as he's only recently started rising.*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"A witch? Im sorry for that. No one should be attacked for abilities"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
Infernus walks up, "Can I help somehow?"
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
DAY 157 OF THE STANDARD ATHENIAN CALENDAR
TIME: 37:011 (Celestia Standard Time)
. . . .
Trial Tempest vs Althas Overseen by the goddess Sonaria of the Holy Sun and Seraphim Tyriel the Honorable
. . . .
Althas blinked once, the ground wavering under her as the Gate's light transported her to her podium. On her left stood a tall angel with stone gray skin and eyes that shone with holy white light. His wings were massive, much larger than a typical angel's and covered in crimson ribbons. To her right was a tall, beautiful woman with two pairs of wings and thin chain armor, very similar to Althas's own. Of every person in this room, I would not have expected this of you, Althas. She spoke smoothly, gaze never touching on her. Are you certain you wish to go through with this yet again? Sonaria will not be so forgiving the next time you crawl back to her.
Althas let out a shaky breath. Archangel Sira, while I hate to mean any disrespect, you do not know me or what I truly want. They stood there in silence, each with eyes on the golden judge's seat up ahead. The courtroom was massive, a jury of Thrones on the left, the goddess's chosen mortals on the right, and up ahead stood a tall figure bearing six wings and elaborate plated armor. A golden wreath crown rests on their head, eyes glowing gold but barely visibly beneath both the hood and the folded pairs of three wings.
"Archangel Althas. You are called here for commiting crimes in accordance with law number 5 of Standard Doctrine. What say you in your defense?"
Althas inhaled slowly, trying to suppress the rising panic. "I have no defense. I plead guilty, and I accept my consequences without question. Honorable judge, honorable goddess.. allow me to keep my life and walk free of this place."
The seraphim stood, expressionless. "Then this trial shall be a quick one. You will be cast out, never to return to the heavens unless redeemed once more. You will walk in shame among mortals, forever stained by your crimes. Any who lay eyes upon you will see your weakness. You would standardly be allowed three warnings before such action, but due to your past record, we hold you to strict extremes." The male angel beside her raised his sword, and Sira took a step back. "You are cast out and branded. If you survive your first trial of 30 days of the standard Athenian calendar, your wings will be returned to you."
Althas closed her eyes, picturing the warmth of the phoenix's wings, the softness of the flowers, the gentleness of the deer's fur against her palm. The angel brought down his sword upon her wings in two swift strikes, severing them completely.
"You are all dismissed. We wil, reconvene for the next trial in 30 days." And with that, Althas's eyelids grew heavy, the pain dissipating as she fell into a deep sleep..
. . . .
Trial outcome: Guilty
Days until reconvene: 30
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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
*Sorry I made it kinda short, I got super lazy at the end but wanted to write out the general gist of it. Imagine more trial fluff stuff.*
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Marty ambles over, "Aight aight what happened ta th' lug this time?"
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
Roran smiles slightly and lies back down, waiting for him to wake up.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"Do you know how to wake him" She said
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Woke up in cold sweat, started panicking, then told me something about a kid?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Hmhmhahahaaaaa.......*
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
"[GP] figured this would happen." He looks around wiping his hands on his trousers. "I'll need somebody to help me carry him ta the bedroom."
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
*WHAT ARE YOU PLANNING*
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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
Allison ties up her hair and picks him up by his shoulders "Get his feet."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Raavos is flying around with the birds outside.
Roran is sleepy and on the grass outside as well.
Banzai is kicking trees over.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
*Youll see when she gets back to the tavern ;)*
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
Infernus speaks up "It appears I am out of place here but I will help do that & be on my way." She grabs Krathian's shoulders.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Oh, I wasn't a witch though! I can just.. see better than most."
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
A teenage punk is spray painting the side of the tavern.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Raavos pokes them. "That's illegal."
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ