She's already gone, the door slamming, LOUDLY, behind her.
Aovin (In a time boost,) folows his sibling out, worried about her and loki yelling at eachother
He leaves just in time to see Aricyra take off, heading towards the lake as fast as she can.
Aovin runs off after her, though is likely much slower, at only 30ft a turn
*I believe her fly speed is still only 30 ft, but it's doubled because she is dashing.*
When he arrives, he finds her sitting on a rock, the bottle already empty, and crying quietly.
*Yeah, thats true*
Aovin comes up behind her, climbing up onto the rock next to her, "A-are you alright?" He asks, noticing the empty bottle and crying
She shakes her head. "No...I tried to hurt that dragon...I yelled at everyone..." She shifts, and pulls her wings in tightly around her.
"Do you... want a hug?' He asks, not sure what to do
She shrugs. "I...I don't know, Aovin..."
"....sister..." Cold calls out before walking out from the shadows where he was watching after chasing them both. He lies his weapons down, seeing this not as a threat now. He stands beside her "What happened"
"I...I yelled at everyone, brother...I tried to hurt a wyrmling..." She looks up at him. "Do...Do you remember the last time I lost my temper? It nearly happened again..."
He narrows his eyes, they burn like small coals. "Now tell me. Do you feel remorse? Anger for what you did? Or... Is it because your drinking AgAiN?"
"C-cold, please don't be mad at h-her" Aovin trys to speak up
He breathes for a moment before looking at his younger sibling coldly "Go back to the tavern. Now. And if I find you in these woods, I will send wolves to chase you down back to the tavern."
"B-but she's-" He starts
"Now."
"C-cold, she's my s-sister" He says, trying to reason with him, despite the fact it likely won't change anything
"Im trying to save you the pain from the crossfire" he said
Aromith, did this Tiefling Harm you? they ask, forgetting Aromith might not be fully Capable of speech yet.
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Loki gives the baby a piece of fish
Ugh, I guess you're fine, Tiefling. But Hurt My Child, And all the Power of the Hells could Never save you.
“I would never dream of it, Sir”
I never thought someone that was Mortal could keep a straight face while having a telepathic Conversation with a Cat.
“Well, sir you called this wyrmling your child, and I know most adult dragons can shift, so I can make an educated guess, that you’re actually a dragon”
Daybreak laughs when they say, "Adult." they then shift to their Greatwyrm form, which, IS NEARLY 400 FEET LONG, 80 FEET TALL, AND WITH A WINGSPAN OF NEARLY 700 FEET.
He’s unfazed “you want food?” He holds out a steak
She's already gone, the door slamming, LOUDLY, behind her.
Aovin (In a time boost,) folows his sibling out, worried about her and loki yelling at eachother
He leaves just in time to see Aricyra take off, heading towards the lake as fast as she can.
Aovin runs off after her, though is likely much slower, at only 30ft a turn
*I believe her fly speed is still only 30 ft, but it's doubled because she is dashing.*
When he arrives, he finds her sitting on a rock, the bottle already empty, and crying quietly.
*Yeah, thats true*
Aovin comes up behind her, climbing up onto the rock next to her, "A-are you alright?" He asks, noticing the empty bottle and crying
She shakes her head. "No...I tried to hurt that dragon...I yelled at everyone..." She shifts, and pulls her wings in tightly around her.
"Do you... want a hug?' He asks, not sure what to do
She shrugs. "I...I don't know, Aovin..."
"....sister..." Cold calls out before walking out from the shadows where he was watching after chasing them both. He lies his weapons down, seeing this not as a threat now. He stands beside her "What happened"
"I...I yelled at everyone, brother...I tried to hurt a wyrmling..." She looks up at him. "Do...Do you remember the last time I lost my temper? It nearly happened again..."
He narrows his eyes, they burn like small coals. "Now tell me. Do you feel remorse? Anger for what you did? Or... Is it because your drinking AgAiN?"
"C-cold, please don't be mad at h-her" Aovin trys to speak up
He breathes for a moment before looking at his younger sibling coldly "Go back to the tavern. Now. And if I find you in these woods, I will send wolves to chase you down back to the tavern."
"B-but she's-" He starts
"Now."
"C-cold, she's my s-sister" He says, trying to reason with him, despite the fact it likely won't change anything
"Im trying to save you the pain from the crossfire" he said
"You c-can't just tell me to leave w-whenever you two are upset!"
Aromith, did this Tiefling Harm you? they ask, forgetting Aromith might not be fully Capable of speech yet.
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Loki gives the baby a piece of fish
Ugh, I guess you're fine, Tiefling. But Hurt My Child, And all the Power of the Hells could Never save you.
“I would never dream of it, Sir”
I never thought someone that was Mortal could keep a straight face while having a telepathic Conversation with a Cat.
“Well, sir you called this wyrmling your child, and I know most adult dragons can shift, so I can make an educated guess, that you’re actually a dragon”
Daybreak laughs when they say, "Adult." they then shift to their Greatwyrm form, which, IS NEARLY 400 FEET LONG, 80 FEET TALL, AND WITH A WINGSPAN OF NEARLY 700 FEET.
He’s unfazed “you want food?” He holds out a steak
"well that Usually Leaves People in awe. and Yes, i would." the stake floats over to his mouth, which he eats.
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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.
She's already gone, the door slamming, LOUDLY, behind her.
Aovin (In a time boost,) folows his sibling out, worried about her and loki yelling at eachother
He leaves just in time to see Aricyra take off, heading towards the lake as fast as she can.
Aovin runs off after her, though is likely much slower, at only 30ft a turn
*I believe her fly speed is still only 30 ft, but it's doubled because she is dashing.*
When he arrives, he finds her sitting on a rock, the bottle already empty, and crying quietly.
*Yeah, thats true*
Aovin comes up behind her, climbing up onto the rock next to her, "A-are you alright?" He asks, noticing the empty bottle and crying
She shakes her head. "No...I tried to hurt that dragon...I yelled at everyone..." She shifts, and pulls her wings in tightly around her.
"Do you... want a hug?' He asks, not sure what to do
She shrugs. "I...I don't know, Aovin..."
"....sister..." Cold calls out before walking out from the shadows where he was watching after chasing them both. He lies his weapons down, seeing this not as a threat now. He stands beside her "What happened"
"I...I yelled at everyone, brother...I tried to hurt a wyrmling..." She looks up at him. "Do...Do you remember the last time I lost my temper? It nearly happened again..."
He narrows his eyes, they burn like small coals. "Now tell me. Do you feel remorse? Anger for what you did? Or... Is it because your drinking AgAiN?"
Her eyes flare for a second. "It's not my drinking, Cold. I haven't had a problem with that in years. Besides, I don't really get drunk anymore..." She sighs, "As for the other two, yes, and only at myself...I'm supposed to be the oldest...the protector, and I yelled at them..."
"You lost your temper.... You yelled at your own siblings... ARE YOU DRUNK RIGHT NOW? ARE YOU SPEAKING TO YOUR OWN TWIN WHILE UNDER THIS SUBSTANCE?!"
She glares at him. "NO!" She takes a breath, as though trying to calm herself. "You know I've always had a temper. I don't get drunk anymore, Cold, at least not very easily. This wasn't me drunk...just almost a second episode of what happened last time..." She shivers, having flashbacks of a burning house and maniacal laughter.
He huffs "Good, you'll feel it then" he steps towards her and backhands her. "You drink in front of your siblings, if anyone of them did this I would do what I just did to you on them as well. You have a temper problem you say, you can learn to control it. Drinking is not an outlet for you" he says, his voice seeming to grow in anger.
She's already gone, the door slamming, LOUDLY, behind her.
Aovin (In a time boost,) folows his sibling out, worried about her and loki yelling at eachother
He leaves just in time to see Aricyra take off, heading towards the lake as fast as she can.
Aovin runs off after her, though is likely much slower, at only 30ft a turn
*I believe her fly speed is still only 30 ft, but it's doubled because she is dashing.*
When he arrives, he finds her sitting on a rock, the bottle already empty, and crying quietly.
*Yeah, thats true*
Aovin comes up behind her, climbing up onto the rock next to her, "A-are you alright?" He asks, noticing the empty bottle and crying
She shakes her head. "No...I tried to hurt that dragon...I yelled at everyone..." She shifts, and pulls her wings in tightly around her.
"Do you... want a hug?' He asks, not sure what to do
She shrugs. "I...I don't know, Aovin..."
"....sister..." Cold calls out before walking out from the shadows where he was watching after chasing them both. He lies his weapons down, seeing this not as a threat now. He stands beside her "What happened"
"I...I yelled at everyone, brother...I tried to hurt a wyrmling..." She looks up at him. "Do...Do you remember the last time I lost my temper? It nearly happened again..."
He narrows his eyes, they burn like small coals. "Now tell me. Do you feel remorse? Anger for what you did? Or... Is it because your drinking AgAiN?"
Her eyes flare for a second. "It's not my drinking, Cold. I haven't had a problem with that in years. Besides, I don't really get drunk anymore..." She sighs, "As for the other two, yes, and only at myself...I'm supposed to be the oldest...the protector, and I yelled at them..."
"You lost your temper.... You yelled at your own siblings... ARE YOU DRUNK RIGHT NOW? ARE YOU SPEAKING TO YOUR OWN TWIN WHILE UNDER THIS SUBSTANCE?!"
She glares at him. "NO!" She takes a breath, as though trying to calm herself. "You know I've always had a temper. I don't get drunk anymore, Cold, at least not very easily. This wasn't me drunk...just almost a second episode of what happened last time..." She shivers, having flashbacks of a burning house and maniacal laughter.
*Okay we seriously need to write more about this family*
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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.
She's already gone, the door slamming, LOUDLY, behind her.
Aovin (In a time boost,) folows his sibling out, worried about her and loki yelling at eachother
He leaves just in time to see Aricyra take off, heading towards the lake as fast as she can.
Aovin runs off after her, though is likely much slower, at only 30ft a turn
*I believe her fly speed is still only 30 ft, but it's doubled because she is dashing.*
When he arrives, he finds her sitting on a rock, the bottle already empty, and crying quietly.
*Yeah, thats true*
Aovin comes up behind her, climbing up onto the rock next to her, "A-are you alright?" He asks, noticing the empty bottle and crying
She shakes her head. "No...I tried to hurt that dragon...I yelled at everyone..." She shifts, and pulls her wings in tightly around her.
"Do you... want a hug?' He asks, not sure what to do
She shrugs. "I...I don't know, Aovin..."
"....sister..." Cold calls out before walking out from the shadows where he was watching after chasing them both. He lies his weapons down, seeing this not as a threat now. He stands beside her "What happened"
"I...I yelled at everyone, brother...I tried to hurt a wyrmling..." She looks up at him. "Do...Do you remember the last time I lost my temper? It nearly happened again..."
He narrows his eyes, they burn like small coals. "Now tell me. Do you feel remorse? Anger for what you did? Or... Is it because your drinking AgAiN?"
Her eyes flare for a second. "It's not my drinking, Cold. I haven't had a problem with that in years. Besides, I don't really get drunk anymore..." She sighs, "As for the other two, yes, and only at myself...I'm supposed to be the oldest...the protector, and I yelled at them..."
"You lost your temper.... You yelled at your own siblings... ARE YOU DRUNK RIGHT NOW? ARE YOU SPEAKING TO YOUR OWN TWIN WHILE UNDER THIS SUBSTANCE?!"
She glares at him. "NO!" She takes a breath, as though trying to calm herself. "You know I've always had a temper. I don't get drunk anymore, Cold, at least not very easily. This wasn't me drunk...just almost a second episode of what happened last time..." She shivers, having flashbacks of a burning house and maniacal laughter.
He huffs "Good, you'll feel it then" he steps towards her and backhands her. "You drink in front of your siblings, if anyone of them did this I would do what I just did to you on them as well. You have a temper problem you say, you can learn to control it. Drinking is not an outlet for you" he says, his voice seeming to grow in anger.
"Cold!" Aovin says, grabbing onto him, "What are you doing!?" he seems upset that he hit her
Aromith, did this Tiefling Harm you? they ask, forgetting Aromith might not be fully Capable of speech yet.
Not dis om
Loki gives the baby a piece of fish
Ugh, I guess you're fine, Tiefling. But Hurt My Child, And all the Power of the Hells could Never save you.
“I would never dream of it, Sir”
I never thought someone that was Mortal could keep a straight face while having a telepathic Conversation with a Cat.
“Well, sir you called this wyrmling your child, and I know most adult dragons can shift, so I can make an educated guess, that you’re actually a dragon”
Daybreak laughs when they say, "Adult." they then shift to their Greatwyrm form, which, IS NEARLY 400 FEET LONG, 80 FEET TALL, AND WITH A WINGSPAN OF NEARLY 700 FEET.
He’s unfazed “you want food?” He holds out a steak
"well that Usually Leaves People in awe. and Yes, i would." the stake floats over to his mouth, which he eats.
She's already gone, the door slamming, LOUDLY, behind her.
Aovin (In a time boost,) folows his sibling out, worried about her and loki yelling at eachother
He leaves just in time to see Aricyra take off, heading towards the lake as fast as she can.
Aovin runs off after her, though is likely much slower, at only 30ft a turn
*I believe her fly speed is still only 30 ft, but it's doubled because she is dashing.*
When he arrives, he finds her sitting on a rock, the bottle already empty, and crying quietly.
*Yeah, thats true*
Aovin comes up behind her, climbing up onto the rock next to her, "A-are you alright?" He asks, noticing the empty bottle and crying
She shakes her head. "No...I tried to hurt that dragon...I yelled at everyone..." She shifts, and pulls her wings in tightly around her.
"Do you... want a hug?' He asks, not sure what to do
She shrugs. "I...I don't know, Aovin..."
"....sister..." Cold calls out before walking out from the shadows where he was watching after chasing them both. He lies his weapons down, seeing this not as a threat now. He stands beside her "What happened"
"I...I yelled at everyone, brother...I tried to hurt a wyrmling..." She looks up at him. "Do...Do you remember the last time I lost my temper? It nearly happened again..."
He narrows his eyes, they burn like small coals. "Now tell me. Do you feel remorse? Anger for what you did? Or... Is it because your drinking AgAiN?"
Her eyes flare for a second. "It's not my drinking, Cold. I haven't had a problem with that in years. Besides, I don't really get drunk anymore..." She sighs, "As for the other two, yes, and only at myself...I'm supposed to be the oldest...the protector, and I yelled at them..."
"You lost your temper.... You yelled at your own siblings... ARE YOU DRUNK RIGHT NOW? ARE YOU SPEAKING TO YOUR OWN TWIN WHILE UNDER THIS SUBSTANCE?!"
She glares at him. "NO!" She takes a breath, as though trying to calm herself. "You know I've always had a temper. I don't get drunk anymore, Cold, at least not very easily. This wasn't me drunk...just almost a second episode of what happened last time..." She shivers, having flashbacks of a burning house and maniacal laughter.
He huffs "Good, you'll feel it then" he steps towards her and backhands her. "You drink in front of your siblings, if anyone of them did this I would do what I just did to you on them as well. You have a temper problem you say, you can learn to control it. Drinking is not an outlet for you" he says, his voice seeming to grow in anger.
"Cold!" Aovin says, grabbing onto him, "What are you doing!?" he seems upset that he hit her
The fire in his eyes rages. "this is why I told you to leave while you could brother" he said and ripped his arm away with such strength of that of a bear.
She's already gone, the door slamming, LOUDLY, behind her.
Aovin (In a time boost,) folows his sibling out, worried about her and loki yelling at eachother
He leaves just in time to see Aricyra take off, heading towards the lake as fast as she can.
Aovin runs off after her, though is likely much slower, at only 30ft a turn
*I believe her fly speed is still only 30 ft, but it's doubled because she is dashing.*
When he arrives, he finds her sitting on a rock, the bottle already empty, and crying quietly.
*Yeah, thats true*
Aovin comes up behind her, climbing up onto the rock next to her, "A-are you alright?" He asks, noticing the empty bottle and crying
She shakes her head. "No...I tried to hurt that dragon...I yelled at everyone..." She shifts, and pulls her wings in tightly around her.
"Do you... want a hug?' He asks, not sure what to do
She shrugs. "I...I don't know, Aovin..."
"....sister..." Cold calls out before walking out from the shadows where he was watching after chasing them both. He lies his weapons down, seeing this not as a threat now. He stands beside her "What happened"
"I...I yelled at everyone, brother...I tried to hurt a wyrmling..." She looks up at him. "Do...Do you remember the last time I lost my temper? It nearly happened again..."
He narrows his eyes, they burn like small coals. "Now tell me. Do you feel remorse? Anger for what you did? Or... Is it because your drinking AgAiN?"
Her eyes flare for a second. "It's not my drinking, Cold. I haven't had a problem with that in years. Besides, I don't really get drunk anymore..." She sighs, "As for the other two, yes, and only at myself...I'm supposed to be the oldest...the protector, and I yelled at them..."
"You lost your temper.... You yelled at your own siblings... ARE YOU DRUNK RIGHT NOW? ARE YOU SPEAKING TO YOUR OWN TWIN WHILE UNDER THIS SUBSTANCE?!"
She glares at him. "NO!" She takes a breath, as though trying to calm herself. "You know I've always had a temper. I don't get drunk anymore, Cold, at least not very easily. This wasn't me drunk...just almost a second episode of what happened last time..." She shivers, having flashbacks of a burning house and maniacal laughter.
*Okay we seriously need to write more about this family*
*Maybe yeah. We need to figure out the backstory, though us just randomly bumbling into a story is fun as hell*
She's already gone, the door slamming, LOUDLY, behind her.
Aovin (In a time boost,) folows his sibling out, worried about her and loki yelling at eachother
He leaves just in time to see Aricyra take off, heading towards the lake as fast as she can.
Aovin runs off after her, though is likely much slower, at only 30ft a turn
*I believe her fly speed is still only 30 ft, but it's doubled because she is dashing.*
When he arrives, he finds her sitting on a rock, the bottle already empty, and crying quietly.
*Yeah, thats true*
Aovin comes up behind her, climbing up onto the rock next to her, "A-are you alright?" He asks, noticing the empty bottle and crying
She shakes her head. "No...I tried to hurt that dragon...I yelled at everyone..." She shifts, and pulls her wings in tightly around her.
"Do you... want a hug?' He asks, not sure what to do
She shrugs. "I...I don't know, Aovin..."
"....sister..." Cold calls out before walking out from the shadows where he was watching after chasing them both. He lies his weapons down, seeing this not as a threat now. He stands beside her "What happened"
"I...I yelled at everyone, brother...I tried to hurt a wyrmling..." She looks up at him. "Do...Do you remember the last time I lost my temper? It nearly happened again..."
He narrows his eyes, they burn like small coals. "Now tell me. Do you feel remorse? Anger for what you did? Or... Is it because your drinking AgAiN?"
Her eyes flare for a second. "It's not my drinking, Cold. I haven't had a problem with that in years. Besides, I don't really get drunk anymore..." She sighs, "As for the other two, yes, and only at myself...I'm supposed to be the oldest...the protector, and I yelled at them..."
"You lost your temper.... You yelled at your own siblings... ARE YOU DRUNK RIGHT NOW? ARE YOU SPEAKING TO YOUR OWN TWIN WHILE UNDER THIS SUBSTANCE?!"
She glares at him. "NO!" She takes a breath, as though trying to calm herself. "You know I've always had a temper. I don't get drunk anymore, Cold, at least not very easily. This wasn't me drunk...just almost a second episode of what happened last time..." She shivers, having flashbacks of a burning house and maniacal laughter.
He huffs "Good, you'll feel it then" he steps towards her and backhands her. "You drink in front of your siblings, if anyone of them did this I would do what I just did to you on them as well. You have a temper problem you say, you can learn to control it. Drinking is not an outlet for you" he says, his voice seeming to grow in anger.
"Cold!" Aovin says, grabbing onto him, "What are you doing!?" he seems upset that he hit her
The fire in his eyes rages. "this is why I told you to leave while you could brother" he said and ripped his arm away with such strength of that of a bear.
"So you could hurt her?!" He says, trying to grab his arm again
She's already gone, the door slamming, LOUDLY, behind her.
Aovin (In a time boost,) folows his sibling out, worried about her and loki yelling at eachother
He leaves just in time to see Aricyra take off, heading towards the lake as fast as she can.
Aovin runs off after her, though is likely much slower, at only 30ft a turn
*I believe her fly speed is still only 30 ft, but it's doubled because she is dashing.*
When he arrives, he finds her sitting on a rock, the bottle already empty, and crying quietly.
*Yeah, thats true*
Aovin comes up behind her, climbing up onto the rock next to her, "A-are you alright?" He asks, noticing the empty bottle and crying
She shakes her head. "No...I tried to hurt that dragon...I yelled at everyone..." She shifts, and pulls her wings in tightly around her.
"Do you... want a hug?' He asks, not sure what to do
She shrugs. "I...I don't know, Aovin..."
"....sister..." Cold calls out before walking out from the shadows where he was watching after chasing them both. He lies his weapons down, seeing this not as a threat now. He stands beside her "What happened"
"I...I yelled at everyone, brother...I tried to hurt a wyrmling..." She looks up at him. "Do...Do you remember the last time I lost my temper? It nearly happened again..."
He narrows his eyes, they burn like small coals. "Now tell me. Do you feel remorse? Anger for what you did? Or... Is it because your drinking AgAiN?"
Her eyes flare for a second. "It's not my drinking, Cold. I haven't had a problem with that in years. Besides, I don't really get drunk anymore..." She sighs, "As for the other two, yes, and only at myself...I'm supposed to be the oldest...the protector, and I yelled at them..."
"You lost your temper.... You yelled at your own siblings... ARE YOU DRUNK RIGHT NOW? ARE YOU SPEAKING TO YOUR OWN TWIN WHILE UNDER THIS SUBSTANCE?!"
She glares at him. "NO!" She takes a breath, as though trying to calm herself. "You know I've always had a temper. I don't get drunk anymore, Cold, at least not very easily. This wasn't me drunk...just almost a second episode of what happened last time..." She shivers, having flashbacks of a burning house and maniacal laughter.
He huffs "Good, you'll feel it then" he steps towards her and backhands her. "You drink in front of your siblings, if anyone of them did this I would do what I just did to you on them as well. You have a temper problem you say, you can learn to control it. Drinking is not an outlet for you" he says, his voice seeming to grow in anger.
She glares at him, fires lighting in her eyes again. "I don't drink to deal with my temper, brother. I drink, and never in excess in years, because I enjoy it. As for drinking in front of the others, you think the other devils in their layers don't do the same? And anyways, I keep them away from it because they are too young and wouldn't be able to have it. As for the temper, You think I don't try and keep it in check?" She sighs, and calms herself. "And it wasn't me who started this...It was Loki and Caiman, swearing and shouting obscenities at each other, and then at me, who set me off. The dragon trying to steal my dagger nearly sent me over the edge." She sighs, and slumps back, seeming as though her fires are spent.
She's already gone, the door slamming, LOUDLY, behind her.
Aovin (In a time boost,) folows his sibling out, worried about her and loki yelling at eachother
He leaves just in time to see Aricyra take off, heading towards the lake as fast as she can.
Aovin runs off after her, though is likely much slower, at only 30ft a turn
*I believe her fly speed is still only 30 ft, but it's doubled because she is dashing.*
When he arrives, he finds her sitting on a rock, the bottle already empty, and crying quietly.
*Yeah, thats true*
Aovin comes up behind her, climbing up onto the rock next to her, "A-are you alright?" He asks, noticing the empty bottle and crying
She shakes her head. "No...I tried to hurt that dragon...I yelled at everyone..." She shifts, and pulls her wings in tightly around her.
"Do you... want a hug?' He asks, not sure what to do
She shrugs. "I...I don't know, Aovin..."
"....sister..." Cold calls out before walking out from the shadows where he was watching after chasing them both. He lies his weapons down, seeing this not as a threat now. He stands beside her "What happened"
"I...I yelled at everyone, brother...I tried to hurt a wyrmling..." She looks up at him. "Do...Do you remember the last time I lost my temper? It nearly happened again..."
He narrows his eyes, they burn like small coals. "Now tell me. Do you feel remorse? Anger for what you did? Or... Is it because your drinking AgAiN?"
Her eyes flare for a second. "It's not my drinking, Cold. I haven't had a problem with that in years. Besides, I don't really get drunk anymore..." She sighs, "As for the other two, yes, and only at myself...I'm supposed to be the oldest...the protector, and I yelled at them..."
"You lost your temper.... You yelled at your own siblings... ARE YOU DRUNK RIGHT NOW? ARE YOU SPEAKING TO YOUR OWN TWIN WHILE UNDER THIS SUBSTANCE?!"
She glares at him. "NO!" She takes a breath, as though trying to calm herself. "You know I've always had a temper. I don't get drunk anymore, Cold, at least not very easily. This wasn't me drunk...just almost a second episode of what happened last time..." She shivers, having flashbacks of a burning house and maniacal laughter.
He huffs "Good, you'll feel it then" he steps towards her and backhands her. "You drink in front of your siblings, if anyone of them did this I would do what I just did to you on them as well. You have a temper problem you say, you can learn to control it. Drinking is not an outlet for you" he says, his voice seeming to grow in anger.
"Cold!" Aovin says, grabbing onto him, "What are you doing!?" he seems upset that he hit her
The fire in his eyes rages. "this is why I told you to leave while you could brother" he said and ripped his arm away with such strength of that of a bear.
"So you could hurt her?!" He says, trying to grab his arm again
No... Tell me, has she ever hurt you, drank in front of you?"
She's already gone, the door slamming, LOUDLY, behind her.
Aovin (In a time boost,) folows his sibling out, worried about her and loki yelling at eachother
He leaves just in time to see Aricyra take off, heading towards the lake as fast as she can.
Aovin runs off after her, though is likely much slower, at only 30ft a turn
*I believe her fly speed is still only 30 ft, but it's doubled because she is dashing.*
When he arrives, he finds her sitting on a rock, the bottle already empty, and crying quietly.
*Yeah, thats true*
Aovin comes up behind her, climbing up onto the rock next to her, "A-are you alright?" He asks, noticing the empty bottle and crying
She shakes her head. "No...I tried to hurt that dragon...I yelled at everyone..." She shifts, and pulls her wings in tightly around her.
"Do you... want a hug?' He asks, not sure what to do
She shrugs. "I...I don't know, Aovin..."
"....sister..." Cold calls out before walking out from the shadows where he was watching after chasing them both. He lies his weapons down, seeing this not as a threat now. He stands beside her "What happened"
"I...I yelled at everyone, brother...I tried to hurt a wyrmling..." She looks up at him. "Do...Do you remember the last time I lost my temper? It nearly happened again..."
He narrows his eyes, they burn like small coals. "Now tell me. Do you feel remorse? Anger for what you did? Or... Is it because your drinking AgAiN?"
Her eyes flare for a second. "It's not my drinking, Cold. I haven't had a problem with that in years. Besides, I don't really get drunk anymore..." She sighs, "As for the other two, yes, and only at myself...I'm supposed to be the oldest...the protector, and I yelled at them..."
"You lost your temper.... You yelled at your own siblings... ARE YOU DRUNK RIGHT NOW? ARE YOU SPEAKING TO YOUR OWN TWIN WHILE UNDER THIS SUBSTANCE?!"
She glares at him. "NO!" She takes a breath, as though trying to calm herself. "You know I've always had a temper. I don't get drunk anymore, Cold, at least not very easily. This wasn't me drunk...just almost a second episode of what happened last time..." She shivers, having flashbacks of a burning house and maniacal laughter.
He huffs "Good, you'll feel it then" he steps towards her and backhands her. "You drink in front of your siblings, if anyone of them did this I would do what I just did to you on them as well. You have a temper problem you say, you can learn to control it. Drinking is not an outlet for you" he says, his voice seeming to grow in anger.
She glares at him, fires lighting in her eyes again. "I don't drink to deal with my temper, brother. I drink, and never in excess in years, because I enjoy it. As for drinking in front of the others, you think the other devils in their layers don't do the same? And anyways, I keep them away from it because they are too young and wouldn't be able to have it. As for the temper, You think I don't try and keep it in check?" She sighs, and calms herself. "And it wasn't me who started this...It was Loki and Caiman, swearing and shouting obscenities at each other, and then at me, who set me off. The dragon trying to steal my dagger nearly sent me over the edge." She sighs, and slumps back, seeming as though her fires are spent.
His eyes crackle like ice, cold and unforgiving. "Where. Are. They."
She's already gone, the door slamming, LOUDLY, behind her.
Aovin (In a time boost,) folows his sibling out, worried about her and loki yelling at eachother
He leaves just in time to see Aricyra take off, heading towards the lake as fast as she can.
Aovin runs off after her, though is likely much slower, at only 30ft a turn
*I believe her fly speed is still only 30 ft, but it's doubled because she is dashing.*
When he arrives, he finds her sitting on a rock, the bottle already empty, and crying quietly.
*Yeah, thats true*
Aovin comes up behind her, climbing up onto the rock next to her, "A-are you alright?" He asks, noticing the empty bottle and crying
She shakes her head. "No...I tried to hurt that dragon...I yelled at everyone..." She shifts, and pulls her wings in tightly around her.
"Do you... want a hug?' He asks, not sure what to do
She shrugs. "I...I don't know, Aovin..."
"....sister..." Cold calls out before walking out from the shadows where he was watching after chasing them both. He lies his weapons down, seeing this not as a threat now. He stands beside her "What happened"
"I...I yelled at everyone, brother...I tried to hurt a wyrmling..." She looks up at him. "Do...Do you remember the last time I lost my temper? It nearly happened again..."
He narrows his eyes, they burn like small coals. "Now tell me. Do you feel remorse? Anger for what you did? Or... Is it because your drinking AgAiN?"
Her eyes flare for a second. "It's not my drinking, Cold. I haven't had a problem with that in years. Besides, I don't really get drunk anymore..." She sighs, "As for the other two, yes, and only at myself...I'm supposed to be the oldest...the protector, and I yelled at them..."
"You lost your temper.... You yelled at your own siblings... ARE YOU DRUNK RIGHT NOW? ARE YOU SPEAKING TO YOUR OWN TWIN WHILE UNDER THIS SUBSTANCE?!"
She glares at him. "NO!" She takes a breath, as though trying to calm herself. "You know I've always had a temper. I don't get drunk anymore, Cold, at least not very easily. This wasn't me drunk...just almost a second episode of what happened last time..." She shivers, having flashbacks of a burning house and maniacal laughter.
*Okay we seriously need to write more about this family*
*Maybe yeah. We need to figure out the backstory, though us just randomly bumbling into a story is fun as hell*
*Fun as Hell... Unintentional pun, haha. But yeah, I'm fine with either...*
She's already gone, the door slamming, LOUDLY, behind her.
Aovin (In a time boost,) folows his sibling out, worried about her and loki yelling at eachother
He leaves just in time to see Aricyra take off, heading towards the lake as fast as she can.
Aovin runs off after her, though is likely much slower, at only 30ft a turn
*I believe her fly speed is still only 30 ft, but it's doubled because she is dashing.*
When he arrives, he finds her sitting on a rock, the bottle already empty, and crying quietly.
*Yeah, thats true*
Aovin comes up behind her, climbing up onto the rock next to her, "A-are you alright?" He asks, noticing the empty bottle and crying
She shakes her head. "No...I tried to hurt that dragon...I yelled at everyone..." She shifts, and pulls her wings in tightly around her.
"Do you... want a hug?' He asks, not sure what to do
She shrugs. "I...I don't know, Aovin..."
"....sister..." Cold calls out before walking out from the shadows where he was watching after chasing them both. He lies his weapons down, seeing this not as a threat now. He stands beside her "What happened"
"I...I yelled at everyone, brother...I tried to hurt a wyrmling..." She looks up at him. "Do...Do you remember the last time I lost my temper? It nearly happened again..."
He narrows his eyes, they burn like small coals. "Now tell me. Do you feel remorse? Anger for what you did? Or... Is it because your drinking AgAiN?"
Her eyes flare for a second. "It's not my drinking, Cold. I haven't had a problem with that in years. Besides, I don't really get drunk anymore..." She sighs, "As for the other two, yes, and only at myself...I'm supposed to be the oldest...the protector, and I yelled at them..."
"You lost your temper.... You yelled at your own siblings... ARE YOU DRUNK RIGHT NOW? ARE YOU SPEAKING TO YOUR OWN TWIN WHILE UNDER THIS SUBSTANCE?!"
She glares at him. "NO!" She takes a breath, as though trying to calm herself. "You know I've always had a temper. I don't get drunk anymore, Cold, at least not very easily. This wasn't me drunk...just almost a second episode of what happened last time..." She shivers, having flashbacks of a burning house and maniacal laughter.
He huffs "Good, you'll feel it then" he steps towards her and backhands her. "You drink in front of your siblings, if anyone of them did this I would do what I just did to you on them as well. You have a temper problem you say, you can learn to control it. Drinking is not an outlet for you" he says, his voice seeming to grow in anger.
"Cold!" Aovin says, grabbing onto him, "What are you doing!?" he seems upset that he hit her
The fire in his eyes rages. "this is why I told you to leave while you could brother" he said and ripped his arm away with such strength of that of a bear.
"So you could hurt her?!" He says, trying to grab his arm again
No... Tell me, has she ever hurt you, drank in front of you?"
"She's... never hurt me...." He says, not answering the second question
She's already gone, the door slamming, LOUDLY, behind her.
Aovin (In a time boost,) folows his sibling out, worried about her and loki yelling at eachother
He leaves just in time to see Aricyra take off, heading towards the lake as fast as she can.
Aovin runs off after her, though is likely much slower, at only 30ft a turn
*I believe her fly speed is still only 30 ft, but it's doubled because she is dashing.*
When he arrives, he finds her sitting on a rock, the bottle already empty, and crying quietly.
*Yeah, thats true*
Aovin comes up behind her, climbing up onto the rock next to her, "A-are you alright?" He asks, noticing the empty bottle and crying
She shakes her head. "No...I tried to hurt that dragon...I yelled at everyone..." She shifts, and pulls her wings in tightly around her.
"Do you... want a hug?' He asks, not sure what to do
She shrugs. "I...I don't know, Aovin..."
"....sister..." Cold calls out before walking out from the shadows where he was watching after chasing them both. He lies his weapons down, seeing this not as a threat now. He stands beside her "What happened"
"I...I yelled at everyone, brother...I tried to hurt a wyrmling..." She looks up at him. "Do...Do you remember the last time I lost my temper? It nearly happened again..."
He narrows his eyes, they burn like small coals. "Now tell me. Do you feel remorse? Anger for what you did? Or... Is it because your drinking AgAiN?"
Her eyes flare for a second. "It's not my drinking, Cold. I haven't had a problem with that in years. Besides, I don't really get drunk anymore..." She sighs, "As for the other two, yes, and only at myself...I'm supposed to be the oldest...the protector, and I yelled at them..."
"You lost your temper.... You yelled at your own siblings... ARE YOU DRUNK RIGHT NOW? ARE YOU SPEAKING TO YOUR OWN TWIN WHILE UNDER THIS SUBSTANCE?!"
She glares at him. "NO!" She takes a breath, as though trying to calm herself. "You know I've always had a temper. I don't get drunk anymore, Cold, at least not very easily. This wasn't me drunk...just almost a second episode of what happened last time..." She shivers, having flashbacks of a burning house and maniacal laughter.
He huffs "Good, you'll feel it then" he steps towards her and backhands her. "You drink in front of your siblings, if anyone of them did this I would do what I just did to you on them as well. You have a temper problem you say, you can learn to control it. Drinking is not an outlet for you" he says, his voice seeming to grow in anger.
She glares at him, fires lighting in her eyes again. "I don't drink to deal with my temper, brother. I drink, and never in excess in years, because I enjoy it. As for drinking in front of the others, you think the other devils in their layers don't do the same? And anyways, I keep them away from it because they are too young and wouldn't be able to have it. As for the temper, You think I don't try and keep it in check?" She sighs, and calms herself. "And it wasn't me who started this...It was Loki and Caiman, swearing and shouting obscenities at each other, and then at me, who set me off. The dragon trying to steal my dagger nearly sent me over the edge." She sighs, and slumps back, seeming as though her fires are spent.
His eyes crackle like ice, cold and unforgiving. "Where. Are. They."
"Still in the tavern. I didn't hurt them, though, brother."
She's already gone, the door slamming, LOUDLY, behind her.
Aovin (In a time boost,) folows his sibling out, worried about her and loki yelling at eachother
He leaves just in time to see Aricyra take off, heading towards the lake as fast as she can.
Aovin runs off after her, though is likely much slower, at only 30ft a turn
*I believe her fly speed is still only 30 ft, but it's doubled because she is dashing.*
When he arrives, he finds her sitting on a rock, the bottle already empty, and crying quietly.
*Yeah, thats true*
Aovin comes up behind her, climbing up onto the rock next to her, "A-are you alright?" He asks, noticing the empty bottle and crying
She shakes her head. "No...I tried to hurt that dragon...I yelled at everyone..." She shifts, and pulls her wings in tightly around her.
"Do you... want a hug?' He asks, not sure what to do
She shrugs. "I...I don't know, Aovin..."
"....sister..." Cold calls out before walking out from the shadows where he was watching after chasing them both. He lies his weapons down, seeing this not as a threat now. He stands beside her "What happened"
"I...I yelled at everyone, brother...I tried to hurt a wyrmling..." She looks up at him. "Do...Do you remember the last time I lost my temper? It nearly happened again..."
He narrows his eyes, they burn like small coals. "Now tell me. Do you feel remorse? Anger for what you did? Or... Is it because your drinking AgAiN?"
Her eyes flare for a second. "It's not my drinking, Cold. I haven't had a problem with that in years. Besides, I don't really get drunk anymore..." She sighs, "As for the other two, yes, and only at myself...I'm supposed to be the oldest...the protector, and I yelled at them..."
"You lost your temper.... You yelled at your own siblings... ARE YOU DRUNK RIGHT NOW? ARE YOU SPEAKING TO YOUR OWN TWIN WHILE UNDER THIS SUBSTANCE?!"
She glares at him. "NO!" She takes a breath, as though trying to calm herself. "You know I've always had a temper. I don't get drunk anymore, Cold, at least not very easily. This wasn't me drunk...just almost a second episode of what happened last time..." She shivers, having flashbacks of a burning house and maniacal laughter.
*Okay we seriously need to write more about this family*
*Maybe yeah. We need to figure out the backstory, though us just randomly bumbling into a story is fun as hell*
*Fun as Hell... Unintentional pun, haha. But yeah, I'm fine with either...*
*Ive been writing up a bit of Cold lore but mostly about how he grew up, how he survived and such*
She's already gone, the door slamming, LOUDLY, behind her.
Aovin (In a time boost,) folows his sibling out, worried about her and loki yelling at eachother
He leaves just in time to see Aricyra take off, heading towards the lake as fast as she can.
Aovin runs off after her, though is likely much slower, at only 30ft a turn
*I believe her fly speed is still only 30 ft, but it's doubled because she is dashing.*
When he arrives, he finds her sitting on a rock, the bottle already empty, and crying quietly.
*Yeah, thats true*
Aovin comes up behind her, climbing up onto the rock next to her, "A-are you alright?" He asks, noticing the empty bottle and crying
She shakes her head. "No...I tried to hurt that dragon...I yelled at everyone..." She shifts, and pulls her wings in tightly around her.
"Do you... want a hug?' He asks, not sure what to do
She shrugs. "I...I don't know, Aovin..."
"....sister..." Cold calls out before walking out from the shadows where he was watching after chasing them both. He lies his weapons down, seeing this not as a threat now. He stands beside her "What happened"
"I...I yelled at everyone, brother...I tried to hurt a wyrmling..." She looks up at him. "Do...Do you remember the last time I lost my temper? It nearly happened again..."
He narrows his eyes, they burn like small coals. "Now tell me. Do you feel remorse? Anger for what you did? Or... Is it because your drinking AgAiN?"
Her eyes flare for a second. "It's not my drinking, Cold. I haven't had a problem with that in years. Besides, I don't really get drunk anymore..." She sighs, "As for the other two, yes, and only at myself...I'm supposed to be the oldest...the protector, and I yelled at them..."
"You lost your temper.... You yelled at your own siblings... ARE YOU DRUNK RIGHT NOW? ARE YOU SPEAKING TO YOUR OWN TWIN WHILE UNDER THIS SUBSTANCE?!"
She glares at him. "NO!" She takes a breath, as though trying to calm herself. "You know I've always had a temper. I don't get drunk anymore, Cold, at least not very easily. This wasn't me drunk...just almost a second episode of what happened last time..." She shivers, having flashbacks of a burning house and maniacal laughter.
He huffs "Good, you'll feel it then" he steps towards her and backhands her. "You drink in front of your siblings, if anyone of them did this I would do what I just did to you on them as well. You have a temper problem you say, you can learn to control it. Drinking is not an outlet for you" he says, his voice seeming to grow in anger.
She glares at him, fires lighting in her eyes again. "I don't drink to deal with my temper, brother. I drink, and never in excess in years, because I enjoy it. As for drinking in front of the others, you think the other devils in their layers don't do the same? And anyways, I keep them away from it because they are too young and wouldn't be able to have it. As for the temper, You think I don't try and keep it in check?" She sighs, and calms herself. "And it wasn't me who started this...It was Loki and Caiman, swearing and shouting obscenities at each other, and then at me, who set me off. The dragon trying to steal my dagger nearly sent me over the edge." She sighs, and slumps back, seeming as though her fires are spent.
His eyes crackle like ice, cold and unforgiving. "Where. Are. They."
"Still in the tavern. I didn't hurt them, though, brother."
"No, im going to kill a dragon" he said and lowered his mask. The mask seem to grow with black frost.
"Im trying to save you the pain from the crossfire" he said
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
He’s unfazed “you want food?” He holds out a steak
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
"You c-can't just tell me to leave w-whenever you two are upset!"
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"well that Usually Leaves People in awe. and Yes, i would." the stake floats over to his mouth, which he eats.
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.
He huffs "Good, you'll feel it then" he steps towards her and backhands her. "You drink in front of your siblings, if anyone of them did this I would do what I just did to you on them as well. You have a temper problem you say, you can learn to control it. Drinking is not an outlet for you" he says, his voice seeming to grow in anger.
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
*Okay we seriously need to write more about this family*
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!" Aovin says, grabbing onto him, "What are you doing!?" he seems upset that he hit her
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
Loki smiles
Aromith tries to get onto Daybreak’s back
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
The fire in his eyes rages. "this is why I told you to leave while you could brother" he said and ripped his arm away with such strength of that of a bear.
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
*Maybe yeah. We need to figure out the backstory, though us just randomly bumbling into a story is fun as hell*
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"So you could hurt her?!" He says, trying to grab his arm again
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
She glares at him, fires lighting in her eyes again. "I don't drink to deal with my temper, brother. I drink, and never in excess in years, because I enjoy it. As for drinking in front of the others, you think the other devils in their layers don't do the same? And anyways, I keep them away from it because they are too young and wouldn't be able to have it. As for the temper, You think I don't try and keep it in check?" She sighs, and calms herself. "And it wasn't me who started this...It was Loki and Caiman, swearing and shouting obscenities at each other, and then at me, who set me off. The dragon trying to steal my dagger nearly sent me over the edge." She sighs, and slumps back, seeming as though her fires are spent.
No... Tell me, has she ever hurt you, drank in front of you?"
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
His eyes crackle like ice, cold and unforgiving. "Where. Are. They."
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
*Fun as Hell... Unintentional pun, haha. But yeah, I'm fine with either...*
"She's... never hurt me...." He says, not answering the second question
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"Still in the tavern. I didn't hurt them, though, brother."
*Ive been writing up a bit of Cold lore but mostly about how he grew up, how he survived and such*
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, im going to kill a dragon" he said and lowered his mask. The mask seem to grow with black frost.
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
*Recap? Back for real now*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now