King walks into the tavern, sits down, and Empties a Bag of Holding. in it is at least 300 gold pieces, which he starts sorting based on what city or Continent or kingdom they came from, as well as by their Age. curled within his tail is a Knife, and on his side is a Little Pouch for a Deck of Cards.
*Perception*
Dice rolls not yet available for this section.
Lothair (pseudodragon) begins to swoop in and out, pretending to steal coins
"HEY, STOP THAT." King swats at Lothair.
Sorry! They say, trying to land on King's head
it is very hard, considering His horns constantly branch off and are very sharp, forming a spiky crown.
"What do you think you are doing????????"
Meeting new people They say, touching the horns, curious what they are
"by theft? only i do that!"
I didn't take anything!
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Cold walks back into the tavern. He holds three hares in his grip that are bound at the feet by rope. They wiggle a bit in confusion as to why they have been caught. He sets the loose upstairs before walking back downstairs and setting his cloak on a chair and sitting down. He lifts up his mask and sets it aside, it seems to make tiny creaking noises when set down
*Guys, sleeping is hard*
Asherah boops his real nose. "You took it off!"
He has angular features on his face. His dark grey eyes seem to sparkle a bit as he pats her head "yes I did, she doesn't want to be touched right now" he says
"She?" The sister says, confused
He nods "The mask is a She"
"Oh, well I won't touch it then." They say, hovering her hand over the mask
Frost crackles over the surface of the mask as if it is giving a warning.
*The mask is sentient and goes by Sishkvia. It has the INT of 15 and WIS of 13. It is Lawful Neutral with darker tones to it because it was made by mephistopheles. It exists the protect its wearer and rarely talks to anyone except to whom it has been given too*
*The wearer gains a +3 on INT save and gains the benefit of a Ring of Mind shielding*
*Cool*
"Ooo, is that what it usually does?"
"Yeah. She a peculiar thing. Doesn't like being touched other then when I wear her. Um surprised she hasn't frozen me to death yet"
"What is she like?"
"Quiet. A control freak" he says and chuckles. The mask seems to move a bit in protest.
Asherah pokes it with a stick. "Can I talk to them?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
King walks into the tavern, sits down, and Empties a Bag of Holding. in it is at least 300 gold pieces, which he starts sorting based on what city or Continent or kingdom they came from, as well as by their Age. curled within his tail is a Knife, and on his side is a Little Pouch for a Deck of Cards.
*Perception*
Dice rolls not yet available for this section.
Lothair (pseudodragon) begins to swoop in and out, pretending to steal coins
"HEY, STOP THAT." King swats at Lothair.
Sorry! They say, trying to land on King's head
it is very hard, considering His horns constantly branch off and are very sharp, forming a spiky crown.
"What do you think you are doing????????"
Meeting new people They say, touching the horns, curious what they are
"by theft? only i do that!"
I didn't take anything!
"exactly what a Liar would say!"
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Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
King walks into the tavern, sits down, and Empties a Bag of Holding. in it is at least 300 gold pieces, which he starts sorting based on what city or Continent or kingdom they came from, as well as by their Age. curled within his tail is a Knife, and on his side is a Little Pouch for a Deck of Cards.
*Perception*
Dice rolls not yet available for this section.
Lothair (pseudodragon) begins to swoop in and out, pretending to steal coins
"HEY, STOP THAT." King swats at Lothair.
Sorry! They say, trying to land on King's head
it is very hard, considering His horns constantly branch off and are very sharp, forming a spiky crown.
"What do you think you are doing????????"
Meeting new people They say, touching the horns, curious what they are
"by theft? only i do that!"
I didn't take anything!
"exactly what a Liar would say!"
And what a truthspeaker would say!
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Cold walks back into the tavern. He holds three hares in his grip that are bound at the feet by rope. They wiggle a bit in confusion as to why they have been caught. He sets the loose upstairs before walking back downstairs and setting his cloak on a chair and sitting down. He lifts up his mask and sets it aside, it seems to make tiny creaking noises when set down
*Guys, sleeping is hard*
Asherah boops his real nose. "You took it off!"
He has angular features on his face. His dark grey eyes seem to sparkle a bit as he pats her head "yes I did, she doesn't want to be touched right now" he says
"She?" The sister says, confused
He nods "The mask is a She"
"Oh, well I won't touch it then." They say, hovering her hand over the mask
Frost crackles over the surface of the mask as if it is giving a warning.
*The mask is sentient and goes by Sishkvia. It has the INT of 15 and WIS of 13. It is Lawful Neutral with darker tones to it because it was made by mephistopheles. It exists the protect its wearer and rarely talks to anyone except to whom it has been given too*
*The wearer gains a +3 on INT save and gains the benefit of a Ring of Mind shielding*
*Cool*
"Ooo, is that what it usually does?"
"Yeah. She a peculiar thing. Doesn't like being touched other then when I wear her. Um surprised she hasn't frozen me to death yet"
"What is she like?"
"Quiet. A control freak" he says and chuckles. The mask seems to move a bit in protest.
Asherah pokes it with a stick. "Can I talk to them?"
"You can try, but she is picky about who she talks to"
King walks into the tavern, sits down, and Empties a Bag of Holding. in it is at least 300 gold pieces, which he starts sorting based on what city or Continent or kingdom they came from, as well as by their Age. curled within his tail is a Knife, and on his side is a Little Pouch for a Deck of Cards.
*Perception*
Dice rolls not yet available for this section.
Lothair (pseudodragon) begins to swoop in and out, pretending to steal coins
"HEY, STOP THAT." King swats at Lothair.
Sorry! They say, trying to land on King's head
it is very hard, considering His horns constantly branch off and are very sharp, forming a spiky crown.
"What do you think you are doing????????"
Meeting new people They say, touching the horns, curious what they are
"by theft? only i do that!"
I didn't take anything!
"exactly what a Liar would say!"
And what a truthspeaker would say!
"BUT THERE IS A DIFFERENCE! YOU ARE LYING!!!!!!!"
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Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
Cold walks back into the tavern. He holds three hares in his grip that are bound at the feet by rope. They wiggle a bit in confusion as to why they have been caught. He sets the loose upstairs before walking back downstairs and setting his cloak on a chair and sitting down. He lifts up his mask and sets it aside, it seems to make tiny creaking noises when set down
*Guys, sleeping is hard*
*Yes it is. I didn't sleep at all all of the last two days, except for at 7pm last night when i passed the heck out*
He would see Aovin out front, talking to asherah and the eldest sibling
He tilts his head "Your not going to say hi to me as well? Im quite hurt" He calls out to his younger brother
"Come over here and hug me then," They call back, currently hugging his older sister
He walks over and pats his head
Aovin smirks, hugging Cold, "I missed you,"
"Okay, I did not say you could hug me... Careful careful!!"
Aovin ignores the warnings, "I said i could hug you. I can see you still want to give the cold shoulder."
He sighs and picks him up by the collar "Im going to throw him back into hell Aricyra."
Cold walks back into the tavern. He holds three hares in his grip that are bound at the feet by rope. They wiggle a bit in confusion as to why they have been caught. He sets the loose upstairs before walking back downstairs and setting his cloak on a chair and sitting down. He lifts up his mask and sets it aside, it seems to make tiny creaking noises when set down
*Guys, sleeping is hard*
Asherah boops his real nose. "You took it off!"
He has angular features on his face. His dark grey eyes seem to sparkle a bit as he pats her head "yes I did, she doesn't want to be touched right now" he says
"She?" The sister says, confused
He nods "The mask is a She"
"Oh, well I won't touch it then." They say, hovering her hand over the mask
Frost crackles over the surface of the mask as if it is giving a warning.
*The mask is sentient and goes by Sishkvia. It has the INT of 15 and WIS of 13. It is Lawful Neutral with darker tones to it because it was made by mephistopheles. It exists the protect its wearer and rarely talks to anyone except to whom it has been given too*
*The wearer gains a +3 on INT save and gains the benefit of a Ring of Mind shielding*
*Cool*
"Ooo, is that what it usually does?"
"Yeah. She a peculiar thing. Doesn't like being touched other then when I wear her. Um surprised she hasn't frozen me to death yet"
"What is she like?"
"Quiet. A control freak" he says and chuckles. The mask seems to move a bit in protest.
Asherah pokes it with a stick. "Can I talk to them?"
"You can try, but she is picky about who she talks to"
Message (to the mask): Hi, who are you?
"Anything you can do to help me?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
King walks into the tavern, sits down, and Empties a Bag of Holding. in it is at least 300 gold pieces, which he starts sorting based on what city or Continent or kingdom they came from, as well as by their Age. curled within his tail is a Knife, and on his side is a Little Pouch for a Deck of Cards.
*Perception*
Dice rolls not yet available for this section.
Lothair (pseudodragon) begins to swoop in and out, pretending to steal coins
"HEY, STOP THAT." King swats at Lothair.
Sorry! They say, trying to land on King's head
it is very hard, considering His horns constantly branch off and are very sharp, forming a spiky crown.
"What do you think you are doing????????"
Meeting new people They say, touching the horns, curious what they are
"by theft? only i do that!"
I didn't take anything!
"exactly what a Liar would say!"
And what a truthspeaker would say!
"BUT THERE IS A DIFFERENCE! YOU ARE LYING!!!!!!!"
"KING!!!" Aricyra yells sharply. "They aren't lying!! Just because you're thief doesn't make everyone else one!!!"
Cold walks back into the tavern. He holds three hares in his grip that are bound at the feet by rope. They wiggle a bit in confusion as to why they have been caught. He sets the loose upstairs before walking back downstairs and setting his cloak on a chair and sitting down. He lifts up his mask and sets it aside, it seems to make tiny creaking noises when set down
*Guys, sleeping is hard*
*Yes it is. I didn't sleep at all all of the last two days, except for at 7pm last night when i passed the heck out*
He would see Aovin out front, talking to asherah and the eldest sibling
He tilts his head "Your not going to say hi to me as well? Im quite hurt" He calls out to his younger brother
"Come over here and hug me then," They call back, currently hugging his older sister
He walks over and pats his head
Aovin smirks, hugging Cold, "I missed you,"
"Okay, I did not say you could hug me... Careful careful!!"
Aovin ignores the warnings, "I said i could hug you. I can see you still want to give the cold shoulder."
He sighs and picks him up by the collar "Im going to throw him back into hell Aricyra."
"Wha? Put me down!" He says
"Nope" he jokes and takes him outside. The same hole he arrived from opens back up, as if waiting for Aovin to be dropped in.
Cold walks back into the tavern. He holds three hares in his grip that are bound at the feet by rope. They wiggle a bit in confusion as to why they have been caught. He sets the loose upstairs before walking back downstairs and setting his cloak on a chair and sitting down. He lifts up his mask and sets it aside, it seems to make tiny creaking noises when set down
*Guys, sleeping is hard*
*Yes it is. I didn't sleep at all all of the last two days, except for at 7pm last night when i passed the heck out*
He would see Aovin out front, talking to asherah and the eldest sibling
He tilts his head "Your not going to say hi to me as well? Im quite hurt" He calls out to his younger brother
"Come over here and hug me then," They call back, currently hugging his older sister
He walks over and pats his head
Aovin smirks, hugging Cold, "I missed you,"
"Okay, I did not say you could hug me... Careful careful!!"
Aovin ignores the warnings, "I said i could hug you. I can see you still want to give the cold shoulder."
He sighs and picks him up by the collar "Im going to throw him back into hell Aricyra."
King walks into the tavern, sits down, and Empties a Bag of Holding. in it is at least 300 gold pieces, which he starts sorting based on what city or Continent or kingdom they came from, as well as by their Age. curled within his tail is a Knife, and on his side is a Little Pouch for a Deck of Cards.
*Perception*
Dice rolls not yet available for this section.
Lothair (pseudodragon) begins to swoop in and out, pretending to steal coins
"HEY, STOP THAT." King swats at Lothair.
Sorry! They say, trying to land on King's head
it is very hard, considering His horns constantly branch off and are very sharp, forming a spiky crown.
"What do you think you are doing????????"
Meeting new people They say, touching the horns, curious what they are
"by theft? only i do that!"
I didn't take anything!
"exactly what a Liar would say!"
And what a truthspeaker would say!
"BUT THERE IS A DIFFERENCE! YOU ARE LYING!!!!!!!"
"KING!!!" Aricyra yells sharply. "They aren't lying!! Just because you're thief doesn't make everyone else one!!!"
"NOOOOOOOO IT DO- Wait actually, you have a point there."
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Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
Cold walks back into the tavern. He holds three hares in his grip that are bound at the feet by rope. They wiggle a bit in confusion as to why they have been caught. He sets the loose upstairs before walking back downstairs and setting his cloak on a chair and sitting down. He lifts up his mask and sets it aside, it seems to make tiny creaking noises when set down
*Guys, sleeping is hard*
*Yes it is. I didn't sleep at all all of the last two days, except for at 7pm last night when i passed the heck out*
He would see Aovin out front, talking to asherah and the eldest sibling
He tilts his head "Your not going to say hi to me as well? Im quite hurt" He calls out to his younger brother
"Come over here and hug me then," They call back, currently hugging his older sister
He walks over and pats his head
Aovin smirks, hugging Cold, "I missed you,"
"Okay, I did not say you could hug me... Careful careful!!"
Aovin ignores the warnings, "I said i could hug you. I can see you still want to give the cold shoulder."
He sighs and picks him up by the collar "Im going to throw him back into hell Aricyra."
"Wha? Put me down!" He says
"Nope" he jokes and takes him outside. The same hole he arrived from opens back up, as if waiting for Aovin to be dropped in.
Aovin holds onto Cold, their tail wrapping around cold's main body
Cold walks back into the tavern. He holds three hares in his grip that are bound at the feet by rope. They wiggle a bit in confusion as to why they have been caught. He sets the loose upstairs before walking back downstairs and setting his cloak on a chair and sitting down. He lifts up his mask and sets it aside, it seems to make tiny creaking noises when set down
*Guys, sleeping is hard*
Asherah boops his real nose. "You took it off!"
He has angular features on his face. His dark grey eyes seem to sparkle a bit as he pats her head "yes I did, she doesn't want to be touched right now" he says
"She?" The sister says, confused
He nods "The mask is a She"
"Oh, well I won't touch it then." They say, hovering her hand over the mask
Frost crackles over the surface of the mask as if it is giving a warning.
*The mask is sentient and goes by Sishkvia. It has the INT of 15 and WIS of 13. It is Lawful Neutral with darker tones to it because it was made by mephistopheles. It exists the protect its wearer and rarely talks to anyone except to whom it has been given too*
*The wearer gains a +3 on INT save and gains the benefit of a Ring of Mind shielding*
*Cool*
"Ooo, is that what it usually does?"
"Yeah. She a peculiar thing. Doesn't like being touched other then when I wear her. Um surprised she hasn't frozen me to death yet"
"What is she like?"
"Quiet. A control freak" he says and chuckles. The mask seems to move a bit in protest.
Asherah pokes it with a stick. "Can I talk to them?"
"You can try, but she is picky about who she talks to"
Message (to the mask): Hi, who are you?
"Anything you can do to help me?"
"(I am Sishkvia. First made by his lordship. Gifted to the young master to guide his journey)"
Cold walks back into the tavern. He holds three hares in his grip that are bound at the feet by rope. They wiggle a bit in confusion as to why they have been caught. He sets the loose upstairs before walking back downstairs and setting his cloak on a chair and sitting down. He lifts up his mask and sets it aside, it seems to make tiny creaking noises when set down
*Guys, sleeping is hard*
*Yes it is. I didn't sleep at all all of the last two days, except for at 7pm last night when i passed the heck out*
He would see Aovin out front, talking to asherah and the eldest sibling
He tilts his head "Your not going to say hi to me as well? Im quite hurt" He calls out to his younger brother
"Come over here and hug me then," They call back, currently hugging his older sister
He walks over and pats his head
Aovin smirks, hugging Cold, "I missed you,"
"Okay, I did not say you could hug me... Careful careful!!"
Aovin ignores the warnings, "I said i could hug you. I can see you still want to give the cold shoulder."
He sighs and picks him up by the collar "Im going to throw him back into hell Aricyra."
"Wha? Put me down!" He says
"Oh, don't do that, Cold. He only just got here."
"Help. Please," Aovin asks, given he's being dangled over a hole
Cold walks back into the tavern. He holds three hares in his grip that are bound at the feet by rope. They wiggle a bit in confusion as to why they have been caught. He sets the loose upstairs before walking back downstairs and setting his cloak on a chair and sitting down. He lifts up his mask and sets it aside, it seems to make tiny creaking noises when set down
*Guys, sleeping is hard*
*Yes it is. I didn't sleep at all all of the last two days, except for at 7pm last night when i passed the heck out*
He would see Aovin out front, talking to asherah and the eldest sibling
He tilts his head "Your not going to say hi to me as well? Im quite hurt" He calls out to his younger brother
"Come over here and hug me then," They call back, currently hugging his older sister
He walks over and pats his head
Aovin smirks, hugging Cold, "I missed you,"
"Okay, I did not say you could hug me... Careful careful!!"
Aovin ignores the warnings, "I said i could hug you. I can see you still want to give the cold shoulder."
He sighs and picks him up by the collar "Im going to throw him back into hell Aricyra."
"Wha? Put me down!" He says
"Nope" he jokes and takes him outside. The same hole he arrived from opens back up, as if waiting for Aovin to be dropped in.
Aovin holds onto Cold, their tail wrapping around cold's main body
Cold grins "ok, seeing as you've learned your lesson.." He sets Aovin back down "I will let you go"
Cold walks back into the tavern. He holds three hares in his grip that are bound at the feet by rope. They wiggle a bit in confusion as to why they have been caught. He sets the loose upstairs before walking back downstairs and setting his cloak on a chair and sitting down. He lifts up his mask and sets it aside, it seems to make tiny creaking noises when set down
*Guys, sleeping is hard*
*Yes it is. I didn't sleep at all all of the last two days, except for at 7pm last night when i passed the heck out*
He would see Aovin out front, talking to asherah and the eldest sibling
He tilts his head "Your not going to say hi to me as well? Im quite hurt" He calls out to his younger brother
"Come over here and hug me then," They call back, currently hugging his older sister
He walks over and pats his head
Aovin smirks, hugging Cold, "I missed you,"
"Okay, I did not say you could hug me... Careful careful!!"
Aovin ignores the warnings, "I said i could hug you. I can see you still want to give the cold shoulder."
He sighs and picks him up by the collar "Im going to throw him back into hell Aricyra."
"Wha? Put me down!" He says
"Nope" he jokes and takes him outside. The same hole he arrived from opens back up, as if waiting for Aovin to be dropped in.
Aovin holds onto Cold, their tail wrapping around cold's main body
Cold grins "ok, seeing as you've learned your lesson.." He sets Aovin back down "I will let you go"
Aovin lightly punches cold in the shoulder before running off
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I didn't take anything!
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Asherah pokes it with a stick. "Can I talk to them?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"exactly what a Liar would say!"
Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
And what a truthspeaker would say!
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"You can try, but she is picky about who she talks to"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"No, it's quite alright"
"BUT THERE IS A DIFFERENCE! YOU ARE LYING!!!!!!!"
Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
"Wha? Put me down!" He says
Message (to the mask): Hi, who are you?
"Anything you can do to help me?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Well, we can try."
*GTG*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"KING!!!" Aricyra yells sharply. "They aren't lying!! Just because you're thief doesn't make everyone else one!!!"
"Nope" he jokes and takes him outside. The same hole he arrived from opens back up, as if waiting for Aovin to be dropped in.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Oh, don't do that, Cold. He only just got here."
"NOOOOOOOO IT DO- Wait actually, you have a point there."
Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
Aovin holds onto Cold, their tail wrapping around cold's main body
"(I am Sishkvia. First made by his lordship. Gifted to the young master to guide his journey)"
"I can put in a good words for you" he jokes
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Help. Please," Aovin asks, given he's being dangled over a hole
Cold grins "ok, seeing as you've learned your lesson.." He sets Aovin back down "I will let you go"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Aovin lightly punches cold in the shoulder before running off