"Then why did they skip me? Why did they abandon me? They... they could of helped."
“Well I have the feeling Aovin doesn’t know how to make friends with animals, so he was probably chased by something, Ari was stuck in her head I think, Cold isn’t in his right mind right now, and Caiman’s probably challenging someone back at the tavern”
"Well, 'Ari' says she cares about others, but they didn't help me. They didn't ask me if I was okay! They didn't heal me!! They didn't do anything!!!" Ash says, nearly shouting
Aricyra lands nearby, wincing at this. "For starts, Asherah, I was a bit preoccupied with my own thoughts, and didn't even notice you. Secondly, I don't have any healing spells. I'm a war mage, dear, not a healer."
The wizard turns to Aricyra, their eyes somehow burning with hatred, shivering with worry, and nodding with sleep at the same time. Their left knee has a dark red wound with a blood clot over it, while dirt and rocks are littered amongst the skin. Their green robes are now considerably darker as well "I don't care! You didn't! I shan't!" The sleepy sibling states, to angry and worried and sleepy and hurt to calm down
Aricyra winces slightly at this. "Even if I heard you or noticed you, I couldn't have helped, dear. I'm good at blowing things up...not at putting them back together." She says the last sentence quietly. She sighs, and sits back down, her wings pulled in close around her.
*Insight*
Ash just stands there, paralyzed by too many emotions
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Ash wants to apologize to Ari, they really do but they are too proud right now to apologize, to tired to apologize, to hurt to apologize, etc.
Aricyra extends one of her wings in invitation. "Come, Ash. Come here, please."
After a bit of thinking, she slowly limps over. "Y-yes?"
She wraps Ash in her wing and pulls her in close. "You look like you need some sleep, dear..." She says with a faint smile.
"I... I need Cold back. I need Avoin healed... I... I need you to apologize." They say, trying to keep their eyes open
Asherah eventually slowly starts to cry upon Ari, very very overwhelmed
Aricyra sighs, and starts to stroke her hair. "It's fine, dear sister. Everything will be just fine." She shifts, and gently lays Asherah down so that her head is in her lap, still stroking her hair.
"I... I promise to apologize to you tomorrow... once you apologize." She declares, lacking too much energy to resist their big sis
She chuckles. "I'm sorry, dear. I wasn't in the right mind to hear you, if that makes sense..." She keeps brushing her hair. "Would you like me to fly you back to the tavern? I have a feeling a bed or couch would be more comfortable than my lap."
They nod slightly, still not fully wanting to apologize. "Yes... Avoin has lent me his couch."
She smiles, and wraps her arms tightly, but not too tightly, around Asherah. "Alright. I'll get you there soon enough, dear sister." With that, she takes off, flying back to the tavern, although not in quite as much of a rush, seeming to enjoy to cool night air.
Asherah doesn't move as long as nothing is touching their wound. "I... I will be more reasonable tomorrow."
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"Its fine..." She responds, sitting down. "And you? Does anything hurt?"
"I'll be fine. I'm one of the durable ones out of our family," He smiles
"You sure? I... I can look for a healing spell." The sleepy tielfling states, overthinking this all
"You need rest, ok? You're young, too young to have to deal with this. So sleep, i'll take care of this, i promise." He says, giving a warm smile
"I... I want to tust you... but..... I fear. I fear that everything will fall apart when I leave... like last time... miss everyone's..... everyone's leave." They say, hugging Avoin
Aovin nods, hugging them tightly, "I know. And thats ok. If you weren't afraid, i'd be more worried." He says, "I don't know whats going to happen, but i swear to you it will take the entirety of the nine hells to keep me from coming back."
They let go. "Okay... okay... okay... I............ I will do this. I will sleep..." She says, looking for the right couch. "Do... do you have a bed?"
"Yeah, i bought a room to stay in," he nods, picking her up, "Want to stay in there? It'll be safe, and you'll be able to come and go as you please."
"If, if that is okay." She asks enjoying that no pressure is being placed upon their hurt leg
"Of course its ok," He says, heading to the room, "I'd do anything for you or any of my other siblings."
"Th-thanks... and similar."
He smiles, opening his door and setting her on the bed, which is very soft, "There you go."
They collaspe onto the bed, "Thanks..." She responds, their eyes closing more often and opening a bit less wide every second that passes
Aovin pulls the blanket over her, tucking her in, "Sleep well Asherah,"
"Thanks... can you tell me what happens in the morning? I... I don't like being confused
"I'll tell your everything that happens once its over, i promise."
"Thank you..." Asherah says, before finally going to sleep
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"Then why did they skip me? Why did they abandon me? They... they could of helped."
“Well I have the feeling Aovin doesn’t know how to make friends with animals, so he was probably chased by something, Ari was stuck in her head I think, Cold isn’t in his right mind right now, and Caiman’s probably challenging someone back at the tavern”
"Well, 'Ari' says she cares about others, but they didn't help me. They didn't ask me if I was okay! They didn't heal me!! They didn't do anything!!!" Ash says, nearly shouting
Aricyra lands nearby, wincing at this. "For starts, Asherah, I was a bit preoccupied with my own thoughts, and didn't even notice you. Secondly, I don't have any healing spells. I'm a war mage, dear, not a healer."
The wizard turns to Aricyra, their eyes somehow burning with hatred, shivering with worry, and nodding with sleep at the same time. Their left knee has a dark red wound with a blood clot over it, while dirt and rocks are littered amongst the skin. Their green robes are now considerably darker as well "I don't care! You didn't! I shan't!" The sleepy sibling states, to angry and worried and sleepy and hurt to calm down
Aricyra winces slightly at this. "Even if I heard you or noticed you, I couldn't have helped, dear. I'm good at blowing things up...not at putting them back together." She says the last sentence quietly. She sighs, and sits back down, her wings pulled in close around her.
*Insight*
Ash just stands there, paralyzed by too many emotions
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Ash wants to apologize to Ari, they really do but they are too proud right now to apologize, to tired to apologize, to hurt to apologize, etc.
Aricyra extends one of her wings in invitation. "Come, Ash. Come here, please."
After a bit of thinking, she slowly limps over. "Y-yes?"
She wraps Ash in her wing and pulls her in close. "You look like you need some sleep, dear..." She says with a faint smile.
"I... I need Cold back. I need Avoin healed... I... I need you to apologize." They say, trying to keep their eyes open
Asherah eventually slowly starts to cry upon Ari, very very overwhelmed
Aricyra sighs, and starts to stroke her hair. "It's fine, dear sister. Everything will be just fine." She shifts, and gently lays Asherah down so that her head is in her lap, still stroking her hair.
"I... I promise to apologize to you tomorrow... once you apologize." She declares, lacking too much energy to resist their big sis
She chuckles. "I'm sorry, dear. I wasn't in the right mind to hear you, if that makes sense..." She keeps brushing her hair. "Would you like me to fly you back to the tavern? I have a feeling a bed or couch would be more comfortable than my lap."
They nod slightly, still not fully wanting to apologize. "Yes... Avoin has lent me his couch."
She smiles, and wraps her arms tightly, but not too tightly, around Asherah. "Alright. I'll get you there soon enough, dear sister." With that, she takes off, flying back to the tavern, although not in quite as much of a rush, seeming to enjoy to cool night air.
Asherah doesn't move as long as nothing is touching their wound. "I... I will be more reasonable tomorrow."
She chuckles slightly. "I'm sure we all will, Ash." She continues flying, watching the stars and the fireflies.
"Then why did they skip me? Why did they abandon me? They... they could of helped."
“Well I have the feeling Aovin doesn’t know how to make friends with animals, so he was probably chased by something, Ari was stuck in her head I think, Cold isn’t in his right mind right now, and Caiman’s probably challenging someone back at the tavern”
"Well, 'Ari' says she cares about others, but they didn't help me. They didn't ask me if I was okay! They didn't heal me!! They didn't do anything!!!" Ash says, nearly shouting
Aricyra lands nearby, wincing at this. "For starts, Asherah, I was a bit preoccupied with my own thoughts, and didn't even notice you. Secondly, I don't have any healing spells. I'm a war mage, dear, not a healer."
The wizard turns to Aricyra, their eyes somehow burning with hatred, shivering with worry, and nodding with sleep at the same time. Their left knee has a dark red wound with a blood clot over it, while dirt and rocks are littered amongst the skin. Their green robes are now considerably darker as well "I don't care! You didn't! I shan't!" The sleepy sibling states, to angry and worried and sleepy and hurt to calm down
Aricyra winces slightly at this. "Even if I heard you or noticed you, I couldn't have helped, dear. I'm good at blowing things up...not at putting them back together." She says the last sentence quietly. She sighs, and sits back down, her wings pulled in close around her.
*Insight*
Ash just stands there, paralyzed by too many emotions
22
Ash wants to apologize to Ari, they really do but they are too proud right now to apologize, to tired to apologize, to hurt to apologize, etc.
Aricyra extends one of her wings in invitation. "Come, Ash. Come here, please."
After a bit of thinking, she slowly limps over. "Y-yes?"
She wraps Ash in her wing and pulls her in close. "You look like you need some sleep, dear..." She says with a faint smile.
"I... I need Cold back. I need Avoin healed... I... I need you to apologize." They say, trying to keep their eyes open
Asherah eventually slowly starts to cry upon Ari, very very overwhelmed
Aricyra sighs, and starts to stroke her hair. "It's fine, dear sister. Everything will be just fine." She shifts, and gently lays Asherah down so that her head is in her lap, still stroking her hair.
"I... I promise to apologize to you tomorrow... once you apologize." She declares, lacking too much energy to resist their big sis
She chuckles. "I'm sorry, dear. I wasn't in the right mind to hear you, if that makes sense..." She keeps brushing her hair. "Would you like me to fly you back to the tavern? I have a feeling a bed or couch would be more comfortable than my lap."
They nod slightly, still not fully wanting to apologize. "Yes... Avoin has lent me his couch."
She smiles, and wraps her arms tightly, but not too tightly, around Asherah. "Alright. I'll get you there soon enough, dear sister." With that, she takes off, flying back to the tavern, although not in quite as much of a rush, seeming to enjoy to cool night air.
Asherah doesn't move as long as nothing is touching their wound. "I... I will be more reasonable tomorrow."
She chuckles slightly. "I'm sure we all will, Ash." She continues flying, watching the stars and the fireflies.
Asherah has their eyes closed, resisting the calls of the sandman
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Daybreak hears an amused chuckle, right before Phantom bursts out of the water about 400 feet off from the coast, he shakes once and flies over, landing with ease.
"Hello there." they say. Upon Entering the Lair, Phantom suddenly Becomes extremely dry, not a Droplet of water on them.
Aromith runs in between phantom’s legs, trying to find a good spot to put his mouth over
Phantom grins. "Greetings, Lizagnazeialqi. I thought it was high time that I stop over for a visit." He moves very carefully around Aromith, who can't bite any part of him. (No joke, his claws are like 2 feet around at the base, and Aromith can't even see over the tops of them..****y thing he'd be able to bite is the tip of one of the claws, which are currently about 6 inches deep in the stone.)
*and Daybreak's Carpet. yes, his floors are carpeted.*
"Greetings to you too, Phantomizakell."
*Ouch...good thing he has, or at least can prepare, Mending, being a cleric and all...*
He winces slightly and pulls his claws out of the carpet, and the stone under them, sealing the holes with a few castings of Mending. "Sorry about the temporary holes...Not used to landing in a carpeted room." He chuckles slightly, the sound reverberating throughout the lair. He glances back quickly at his tail blade, which had been dripping acid. He stops that with a thought, and casts mending on the hole it burned through the carpet.
"Oh, No, its fine...." he is clearly Bugged about the carpet. "Anyways, may i get you something to eat? i'm not used to having Guests."
Description for the lair: an Enormous Sunlight Cavern with a Cliff as the main entrance Facing the sea. the floors are carpeted, and littered with many small piles of Gems, Gold, and trinkets. Many Paintings Line the walls. one noticeable thing about the cave is that it is extraordinarily dry. on the Back side, there is an Enormous Statue with Sapphire Eyes, Obviously animated. there seems like there might be secret rooms, but even Phantom can't sense any of them.
"Hey, I did repair it, though." He says with a slightly nervous grin. "And I am fine right now, thank you for the offer, though." He gently curls up, sitting on his hind legs, and he wraps his tail around himself, the tip swaying back and forth slightly.
"am i the Only one that feels Uncomfortable? this feels awkward. i'm going to polish my Treasures." the psychic step to a Hidden room.
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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 simply nods, before turning around and beings to limp back, whimpering slightly
*yes, and it is turned off by the command word*
"hey, Asherah," they start.
They wipe their tears away before turn around. "Yes?"
*druid?*
*sry, im here now*
They Rush towards her and hug Her. "i will do anything, ANYTHING to make you happy. Don't worry, i'm getting our Brother back." they then walk off.
"Be carefully... I... I don't want this family to fall apart." She states, before leaving
*and that, my friends, is how you end a Conversation*
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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.
"Then why did they skip me? Why did they abandon me? They... they could of helped."
“Well I have the feeling Aovin doesn’t know how to make friends with animals, so he was probably chased by something, Ari was stuck in her head I think, Cold isn’t in his right mind right now, and Caiman’s probably challenging someone back at the tavern”
"Well, 'Ari' says she cares about others, but they didn't help me. They didn't ask me if I was okay! They didn't heal me!! They didn't do anything!!!" Ash says, nearly shouting
Aricyra lands nearby, wincing at this. "For starts, Asherah, I was a bit preoccupied with my own thoughts, and didn't even notice you. Secondly, I don't have any healing spells. I'm a war mage, dear, not a healer."
The wizard turns to Aricyra, their eyes somehow burning with hatred, shivering with worry, and nodding with sleep at the same time. Their left knee has a dark red wound with a blood clot over it, while dirt and rocks are littered amongst the skin. Their green robes are now considerably darker as well "I don't care! You didn't! I shan't!" The sleepy sibling states, to angry and worried and sleepy and hurt to calm down
Aricyra winces slightly at this. "Even if I heard you or noticed you, I couldn't have helped, dear. I'm good at blowing things up...not at putting them back together." She says the last sentence quietly. She sighs, and sits back down, her wings pulled in close around her.
*Insight*
Ash just stands there, paralyzed by too many emotions
22
Ash wants to apologize to Ari, they really do but they are too proud right now to apologize, to tired to apologize, to hurt to apologize, etc.
Aricyra extends one of her wings in invitation. "Come, Ash. Come here, please."
After a bit of thinking, she slowly limps over. "Y-yes?"
She wraps Ash in her wing and pulls her in close. "You look like you need some sleep, dear..." She says with a faint smile.
"I... I need Cold back. I need Avoin healed... I... I need you to apologize." They say, trying to keep their eyes open
Asherah eventually slowly starts to cry upon Ari, very very overwhelmed
Aricyra sighs, and starts to stroke her hair. "It's fine, dear sister. Everything will be just fine." She shifts, and gently lays Asherah down so that her head is in her lap, still stroking her hair.
"I... I promise to apologize to you tomorrow... once you apologize." She declares, lacking too much energy to resist their big sis
She chuckles. "I'm sorry, dear. I wasn't in the right mind to hear you, if that makes sense..." She keeps brushing her hair. "Would you like me to fly you back to the tavern? I have a feeling a bed or couch would be more comfortable than my lap."
They nod slightly, still not fully wanting to apologize. "Yes... Avoin has lent me his couch."
She smiles, and wraps her arms tightly, but not too tightly, around Asherah. "Alright. I'll get you there soon enough, dear sister." With that, she takes off, flying back to the tavern, although not in quite as much of a rush, seeming to enjoy to cool night air.
Asherah doesn't move as long as nothing is touching their wound. "I... I will be more reasonable tomorrow."
She chuckles slightly. "I'm sure we all will, Ash." She continues flying, watching the stars and the fireflies.
Asherah has their eyes closed, resisting the calls of the sandman
Aricyra continues flying, eventually landing right outside the tavern, and heading inside.
"Then why did they skip me? Why did they abandon me? They... they could of helped."
“Well I have the feeling Aovin doesn’t know how to make friends with animals, so he was probably chased by something, Ari was stuck in her head I think, Cold isn’t in his right mind right now, and Caiman’s probably challenging someone back at the tavern”
"Well, 'Ari' says she cares about others, but they didn't help me. They didn't ask me if I was okay! They didn't heal me!! They didn't do anything!!!" Ash says, nearly shouting
Aricyra lands nearby, wincing at this. "For starts, Asherah, I was a bit preoccupied with my own thoughts, and didn't even notice you. Secondly, I don't have any healing spells. I'm a war mage, dear, not a healer."
The wizard turns to Aricyra, their eyes somehow burning with hatred, shivering with worry, and nodding with sleep at the same time. Their left knee has a dark red wound with a blood clot over it, while dirt and rocks are littered amongst the skin. Their green robes are now considerably darker as well "I don't care! You didn't! I shan't!" The sleepy sibling states, to angry and worried and sleepy and hurt to calm down
Aricyra winces slightly at this. "Even if I heard you or noticed you, I couldn't have helped, dear. I'm good at blowing things up...not at putting them back together." She says the last sentence quietly. She sighs, and sits back down, her wings pulled in close around her.
*Insight*
Ash just stands there, paralyzed by too many emotions
22
Ash wants to apologize to Ari, they really do but they are too proud right now to apologize, to tired to apologize, to hurt to apologize, etc.
Aricyra extends one of her wings in invitation. "Come, Ash. Come here, please."
After a bit of thinking, she slowly limps over. "Y-yes?"
She wraps Ash in her wing and pulls her in close. "You look like you need some sleep, dear..." She says with a faint smile.
"I... I need Cold back. I need Avoin healed... I... I need you to apologize." They say, trying to keep their eyes open
Asherah eventually slowly starts to cry upon Ari, very very overwhelmed
Aricyra sighs, and starts to stroke her hair. "It's fine, dear sister. Everything will be just fine." She shifts, and gently lays Asherah down so that her head is in her lap, still stroking her hair.
"I... I promise to apologize to you tomorrow... once you apologize." She declares, lacking too much energy to resist their big sis
She chuckles. "I'm sorry, dear. I wasn't in the right mind to hear you, if that makes sense..." She keeps brushing her hair. "Would you like me to fly you back to the tavern? I have a feeling a bed or couch would be more comfortable than my lap."
They nod slightly, still not fully wanting to apologize. "Yes... Avoin has lent me his couch."
She smiles, and wraps her arms tightly, but not too tightly, around Asherah. "Alright. I'll get you there soon enough, dear sister." With that, she takes off, flying back to the tavern, although not in quite as much of a rush, seeming to enjoy to cool night air.
Asherah doesn't move as long as nothing is touching their wound. "I... I will be more reasonable tomorrow."
She chuckles slightly. "I'm sure we all will, Ash." She continues flying, watching the stars and the fireflies.
Asherah has their eyes closed, resisting the calls of the sandman
Aricyra continues flying, eventually landing right outside the tavern, and heading inside.
"Then why did they skip me? Why did they abandon me? They... they could of helped."
“Well I have the feeling Aovin doesn’t know how to make friends with animals, so he was probably chased by something, Ari was stuck in her head I think, Cold isn’t in his right mind right now, and Caiman’s probably challenging someone back at the tavern”
"Well, 'Ari' says she cares about others, but they didn't help me. They didn't ask me if I was okay! They didn't heal me!! They didn't do anything!!!" Ash says, nearly shouting
Aricyra lands nearby, wincing at this. "For starts, Asherah, I was a bit preoccupied with my own thoughts, and didn't even notice you. Secondly, I don't have any healing spells. I'm a war mage, dear, not a healer."
The wizard turns to Aricyra, their eyes somehow burning with hatred, shivering with worry, and nodding with sleep at the same time. Their left knee has a dark red wound with a blood clot over it, while dirt and rocks are littered amongst the skin. Their green robes are now considerably darker as well "I don't care! You didn't! I shan't!" The sleepy sibling states, to angry and worried and sleepy and hurt to calm down
Aricyra winces slightly at this. "Even if I heard you or noticed you, I couldn't have helped, dear. I'm good at blowing things up...not at putting them back together." She says the last sentence quietly. She sighs, and sits back down, her wings pulled in close around her.
*Insight*
Ash just stands there, paralyzed by too many emotions
22
Ash wants to apologize to Ari, they really do but they are too proud right now to apologize, to tired to apologize, to hurt to apologize, etc.
Aricyra extends one of her wings in invitation. "Come, Ash. Come here, please."
After a bit of thinking, she slowly limps over. "Y-yes?"
She wraps Ash in her wing and pulls her in close. "You look like you need some sleep, dear..." She says with a faint smile.
"I... I need Cold back. I need Avoin healed... I... I need you to apologize." They say, trying to keep their eyes open
Asherah eventually slowly starts to cry upon Ari, very very overwhelmed
Aricyra sighs, and starts to stroke her hair. "It's fine, dear sister. Everything will be just fine." She shifts, and gently lays Asherah down so that her head is in her lap, still stroking her hair.
"I... I promise to apologize to you tomorrow... once you apologize." She declares, lacking too much energy to resist their big sis
She chuckles. "I'm sorry, dear. I wasn't in the right mind to hear you, if that makes sense..." She keeps brushing her hair. "Would you like me to fly you back to the tavern? I have a feeling a bed or couch would be more comfortable than my lap."
They nod slightly, still not fully wanting to apologize. "Yes... Avoin has lent me his couch."
She smiles, and wraps her arms tightly, but not too tightly, around Asherah. "Alright. I'll get you there soon enough, dear sister." With that, she takes off, flying back to the tavern, although not in quite as much of a rush, seeming to enjoy to cool night air.
Asherah doesn't move as long as nothing is touching their wound. "I... I will be more reasonable tomorrow."
She chuckles slightly. "I'm sure we all will, Ash." She continues flying, watching the stars and the fireflies.
Asherah has their eyes closed, resisting the calls of the sandman
Aricyra continues flying, eventually landing right outside the tavern, and heading inside.
Asherah is nearly alseep in her arms
She starts heading upstairs and opens the door to Aovin's room with her tail, where she sets her on the couch, and tucks her in with some spare blankets. "Sleep well, dear sister." She says softly before leaving the room and closing the door behind her.
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Asherah doesn't move as long as nothing is touching their wound. "I... I will be more reasonable tomorrow."
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"Thank you..." Asherah says, before finally going to sleep
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She chuckles slightly. "I'm sure we all will, Ash." She continues flying, watching the stars and the fireflies.
"Be carefully... I... I don't want this family to fall apart." She states, before leaving
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Asherah has their eyes closed, resisting the calls of the sandman
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"am i the Only one that feels Uncomfortable? this feels awkward. i'm going to polish my Treasures." the psychic step to a Hidden room.
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 that, my friends, is how you end a Conversation*
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.
*Out of curiousity, does anyone clean Asherah's wound?*
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Aovin heads back down into the main room, burying his face into his hands, stressed out from everything that had happened that day
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
*After I finish the Elendon interaction, I will be off*
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Aricyra continues flying, eventually landing right outside the tavern, and heading inside.
*Crud, meant to have Aovin do that, but my brain forgot when i looked up how much hp a healing potion gives ;-;*
*Can i say he did that?*
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
Asherah is nearly alseep in her arms
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[[ sleeping is hard ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
*Roll intelligence saving throw to see if he remembered?(
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*Need me to sing you a lullaby?*
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*Sure :D*
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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
[[ nah, just need to stop coughing fir five minutes… even my cough drops are starting to wear off ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
*They remember.*
Meroving (in prehistoric times) plucks a sapling out of the ground, butterflying into a universe where Avoin cleans Asherah's wound
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She starts heading upstairs and opens the door to Aovin's room with her tail, where she sets her on the couch, and tucks her in with some spare blankets. "Sleep well, dear sister." She says softly before leaving the room and closing the door behind her.