Ettor is hanging around in the rafters, and he may or may not be watching Klei and Poppy like a predator.
Silver is with Sable.
The new woman is still playing Solitaire.
Poppy hops into the rafters with him, "I made a friend"
*Ramen is not good on the guts after a while... oof.*
"I... saw." Ettor chuckled. "Did you notice it?"
"Notice what?"
Ettor patted her head. "Innocent rabbit, you need to learn to read people. He likes you."
".....wah?"
Ettor held in laughter. "Okey, let me explain, he likes you... as in he has a crush on you. Understand now?"
"Crush? Holy- Oh dear..."
Ettor smirked. "There we go. Just thought I'd let you know. I don't really blame him, he has good taste. Do what you will with the information." Ettor eyed the kitchen door. "Now, it seemed he was afraid of something... I may go mess with him a bit."
"I should probably talk to him...."
*Too late he's evaporated*
Poppy heads into the kitchen.
Klei lays motionless in the yam barrel, thinking it's Ettor come to kill him.
Poppy pokes his head
"AAAAH PLEASE DON'T KILL ME I'LL LEAVE IF YOU WANT ME TO!!!!" Klei screams, erupting from the yams and holding his shortsword up defensively.
Poppy holds her hand up in a sorta defense
*Well it's tomorrow and I guess Klei and Poppy have been frozen like this for a while. Guess I'll timewarp*
Klei lowers the blade. "Oh my gosh, I'm sorry. I thought you were Ettor."
"Thats mildly concerning...." Poppy gives a slight laugh, "But its ok. So....."
Klei stands awkwardly. He has never been in this position before and would give anything to not be in it. "So... this is... uh..."
"Um.... well... i know how you feel. About me..."
Klei really wishes Sable would come and drain his blood so he wouldn't blush anymore. He attempts to speak several times and fails miserably, finally just giving up. He drops the shortsword and attempts to think of something to say.
Poppy waits patiently for Klei to speak< "Take your time"
"Then what are you? And why won't you tell me? If it wasn't a problem, then you wouldn't be so worried about it would you?" Morbius pins Asari by the neck with his forearm and draws a silvered knife on her with his free hand.
The figure grabs his arm, trying to pull him away, though she doesn't seem very strong. "Let her go!"
She completely freezes up, seeming to try to prevent something
"You're going to hurt someone...I can't let you do that." Morbius barks. "You're a danger to yourself and everyone else- what's wrong with you? You enjoy throwing yourself into populated areas like a ticking bomb? What are you, Asari?"
"Im... Im... I wouldnt hurt anyone.. I... Im not a timebomb..."
"Then what are you?!" Morbius snarls. "Everything about you has been off since I met you- You're hiding something dangerous! I'm afraid I can't let you go until I know what I'm hunting..."
"H-hunting?!"
"These little blades..." Morbius whispers hoarsely, "Were given to me by my contractor. The only time I've ever used silver tipped arrows was when I had to put down a pack ravenous werewolves that tore a family apart for sport." Morbius held the dagger's silvered blade to Asari's neck. "Lycanthropes all smell the same...might be a boar...a bear...or a rat...but they all have that same smell."
She screams, shifting into weretiger form "P-Please... Please no..."
Morbius lets Asari go and sheathes his weapon. "When did you contract the disease."
"D-disease?"
"So you were born with it..." Morbius sighs. "That's reassuring. When was the last time you bit someone?"
"I... I wouldnt do that to someone.... I dont want to hurt people..."
Morbius looks down, "Will you forgive me for my actions? I know what it's like...but...the anger and hate I had for myself came out on you. I do not hunt everything that moves- only those that prey upon the innocent."
"I... Ill try... J-just... P-please dont attack again"
"Don't give me a reason to." Morbius grunts. "How come you couldn't smell it on me?" Damn, I feel bad...She really was like me and I tried to kill her...
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The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that... "Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent* "Eliksni must rise...yes?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
"Then what are you? And why won't you tell me? If it wasn't a problem, then you wouldn't be so worried about it would you?" Morbius pins Asari by the neck with his forearm and draws a silvered knife on her with his free hand.
The figure grabs his arm, trying to pull him away, though she doesn't seem very strong. "Let her go!"
She completely freezes up, seeming to try to prevent something
"You're going to hurt someone...I can't let you do that." Morbius barks. "You're a danger to yourself and everyone else- what's wrong with you? You enjoy throwing yourself into populated areas like a ticking bomb? What are you, Asari?"
"Im... Im... I wouldnt hurt anyone.. I... Im not a timebomb..."
"Then what are you?!" Morbius snarls. "Everything about you has been off since I met you- You're hiding something dangerous! I'm afraid I can't let you go until I know what I'm hunting..."
"H-hunting?!"
"These little blades..." Morbius whispers hoarsely, "Were given to me by my contractor. The only time I've ever used silver tipped arrows was when I had to put down a pack ravenous werewolves that tore a family apart for sport." Morbius held the dagger's silvered blade to Asari's neck. "Lycanthropes all smell the same...might be a boar...a bear...or a rat...but they all have that same smell."
She screams, shifting into weretiger form "P-Please... Please no..."
Morbius lets Asari go and sheathes his weapon. "When did you contract the disease."
"D-disease?"
"So you were born with it..." Morbius sighs. "That's reassuring. When was the last time you bit someone?"
"I... I wouldnt do that to someone.... I dont want to hurt people..."
Morbius looks down, "Will you forgive me for my actions? I know what it's like...but...the anger and hate I had for myself came out on you. I do not hunt everything that moves- only those that prey upon the innocent."
"I... Ill try... J-just... P-please dont attack again"
"Don't give me a reason to." Morbius grunts. "How come you couldn't smell it on me?" Damn, I feel bad...She really was like me and I tried to kill her...
"Sm-smell what? I-Im scent deaf.... I cant smell at all...."
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Ettor is hanging around in the rafters, and he may or may not be watching Klei and Poppy like a predator.
Silver is with Sable.
The new woman is still playing Solitaire.
Poppy hops into the rafters with him, "I made a friend"
*Ramen is not good on the guts after a while... oof.*
"I... saw." Ettor chuckled. "Did you notice it?"
"Notice what?"
Ettor patted her head. "Innocent rabbit, you need to learn to read people. He likes you."
".....wah?"
Ettor held in laughter. "Okey, let me explain, he likes you... as in he has a crush on you. Understand now?"
"Crush? Holy- Oh dear..."
Ettor smirked. "There we go. Just thought I'd let you know. I don't really blame him, he has good taste. Do what you will with the information." Ettor eyed the kitchen door. "Now, it seemed he was afraid of something... I may go mess with him a bit."
"I should probably talk to him...."
*Too late he's evaporated*
Poppy heads into the kitchen.
Klei lays motionless in the yam barrel, thinking it's Ettor come to kill him.
Poppy pokes his head
"AAAAH PLEASE DON'T KILL ME I'LL LEAVE IF YOU WANT ME TO!!!!" Klei screams, erupting from the yams and holding his shortsword up defensively.
Poppy holds her hand up in a sorta defense
*Well it's tomorrow and I guess Klei and Poppy have been frozen like this for a while. Guess I'll timewarp*
Klei lowers the blade. "Oh my gosh, I'm sorry. I thought you were Ettor."
"Thats mildly concerning...." Poppy gives a slight laugh, "But its ok. So....."
Klei stands awkwardly. He has never been in this position before and would give anything to not be in it. "So... this is... uh..."
"Um.... well... i know how you feel. About me..."
Klei really wishes Sable would come and drain his blood so he wouldn't blush anymore. He attempts to speak several times and fails miserably, finally just giving up. He drops the shortsword and attempts to think of something to say.
"Then what are you? And why won't you tell me? If it wasn't a problem, then you wouldn't be so worried about it would you?" Morbius pins Asari by the neck with his forearm and draws a silvered knife on her with his free hand.
The figure grabs his arm, trying to pull him away, though she doesn't seem very strong. "Let her go!"
She completely freezes up, seeming to try to prevent something
"You're going to hurt someone...I can't let you do that." Morbius barks. "You're a danger to yourself and everyone else- what's wrong with you? You enjoy throwing yourself into populated areas like a ticking bomb? What are you, Asari?"
"Im... Im... I wouldnt hurt anyone.. I... Im not a timebomb..."
"Then what are you?!" Morbius snarls. "Everything about you has been off since I met you- You're hiding something dangerous! I'm afraid I can't let you go until I know what I'm hunting..."
"H-hunting?!"
"These little blades..." Morbius whispers hoarsely, "Were given to me by my contractor. The only time I've ever used silver tipped arrows was when I had to put down a pack ravenous werewolves that tore a family apart for sport." Morbius held the dagger's silvered blade to Asari's neck. "Lycanthropes all smell the same...might be a boar...a bear...or a rat...but they all have that same smell."
She screams, shifting into weretiger form "P-Please... Please no..."
Morbius lets Asari go and sheathes his weapon. "When did you contract the disease."
"D-disease?"
"So you were born with it..." Morbius sighs. "That's reassuring. When was the last time you bit someone?"
"I... I wouldnt do that to someone.... I dont want to hurt people..."
Morbius looks down, "Will you forgive me for my actions? I know what it's like...but...the anger and hate I had for myself came out on you. I do not hunt everything that moves- only those that prey upon the innocent."
"I... Ill try... J-just... P-please dont attack again"
"Don't give me a reason to." Morbius grunts. "How come you couldn't smell it on me?" Damn, I feel bad...She really was like me and I tried to kill her...
"Sm-smell what? I-Im scent deaf.... I cant smell at all...."
"I bear the curse as you do. Not the same one...but it still eats at me." Morbius sighs. "There are a few benefits, but they don't out weigh the cons. How did you lose your sense of smell?"
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The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that... "Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent* "Eliksni must rise...yes?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
"Then what are you? And why won't you tell me? If it wasn't a problem, then you wouldn't be so worried about it would you?" Morbius pins Asari by the neck with his forearm and draws a silvered knife on her with his free hand.
The figure grabs his arm, trying to pull him away, though she doesn't seem very strong. "Let her go!"
She completely freezes up, seeming to try to prevent something
"You're going to hurt someone...I can't let you do that." Morbius barks. "You're a danger to yourself and everyone else- what's wrong with you? You enjoy throwing yourself into populated areas like a ticking bomb? What are you, Asari?"
"Im... Im... I wouldnt hurt anyone.. I... Im not a timebomb..."
"Then what are you?!" Morbius snarls. "Everything about you has been off since I met you- You're hiding something dangerous! I'm afraid I can't let you go until I know what I'm hunting..."
"H-hunting?!"
"These little blades..." Morbius whispers hoarsely, "Were given to me by my contractor. The only time I've ever used silver tipped arrows was when I had to put down a pack ravenous werewolves that tore a family apart for sport." Morbius held the dagger's silvered blade to Asari's neck. "Lycanthropes all smell the same...might be a boar...a bear...or a rat...but they all have that same smell."
She screams, shifting into weretiger form "P-Please... Please no..."
Morbius lets Asari go and sheathes his weapon. "When did you contract the disease."
"D-disease?"
"So you were born with it..." Morbius sighs. "That's reassuring. When was the last time you bit someone?"
"I... I wouldnt do that to someone.... I dont want to hurt people..."
Morbius looks down, "Will you forgive me for my actions? I know what it's like...but...the anger and hate I had for myself came out on you. I do not hunt everything that moves- only those that prey upon the innocent."
"I... Ill try... J-just... P-please dont attack again"
"Don't give me a reason to." Morbius grunts. "How come you couldn't smell it on me?" Damn, I feel bad...She really was like me and I tried to kill her...
"Sm-smell what? I-Im scent deaf.... I cant smell at all...."
"I bear the curse as you do. Not the same one...but it still eats at me." Morbius sighs. "There are a few benefits, but they don't out weigh the cons. How did you lose your sense of smell?"
"I.... It was... 'Experiments'.... What kind of lycanthrope are you?"
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Finally Klei speaks, talking very fast so he doesn't lose his nerve. "I know it's stupid and you already have a boyfriend and I'm sorry I put you in this position."
*Now I know how Dolores from Encanto felt like lol*
"Then what are you? And why won't you tell me? If it wasn't a problem, then you wouldn't be so worried about it would you?" Morbius pins Asari by the neck with his forearm and draws a silvered knife on her with his free hand.
The figure grabs his arm, trying to pull him away, though she doesn't seem very strong. "Let her go!"
She completely freezes up, seeming to try to prevent something
"You're going to hurt someone...I can't let you do that." Morbius barks. "You're a danger to yourself and everyone else- what's wrong with you? You enjoy throwing yourself into populated areas like a ticking bomb? What are you, Asari?"
"Im... Im... I wouldnt hurt anyone.. I... Im not a timebomb..."
"Then what are you?!" Morbius snarls. "Everything about you has been off since I met you- You're hiding something dangerous! I'm afraid I can't let you go until I know what I'm hunting..."
"H-hunting?!"
"These little blades..." Morbius whispers hoarsely, "Were given to me by my contractor. The only time I've ever used silver tipped arrows was when I had to put down a pack ravenous werewolves that tore a family apart for sport." Morbius held the dagger's silvered blade to Asari's neck. "Lycanthropes all smell the same...might be a boar...a bear...or a rat...but they all have that same smell."
She screams, shifting into weretiger form "P-Please... Please no..."
Morbius lets Asari go and sheathes his weapon. "When did you contract the disease."
"D-disease?"
"So you were born with it..." Morbius sighs. "That's reassuring. When was the last time you bit someone?"
"I... I wouldnt do that to someone.... I dont want to hurt people..."
Morbius looks down, "Will you forgive me for my actions? I know what it's like...but...the anger and hate I had for myself came out on you. I do not hunt everything that moves- only those that prey upon the innocent."
"I... Ill try... J-just... P-please dont attack again"
"Don't give me a reason to." Morbius grunts. "How come you couldn't smell it on me?" Damn, I feel bad...She really was like me and I tried to kill her...
"Sm-smell what? I-Im scent deaf.... I cant smell at all...."
"I bear the curse as you do. Not the same one...but it still eats at me." Morbius sighs. "There are a few benefits, but they don't out weigh the cons. How did you lose your sense of smell?"
"I.... It was... 'Experiments'.... What kind of lycanthrope are you?"
"A mutt, that's what." Morbius grumbles. "Who experimented on you?" Morbius' grim expression softens.
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The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that... "Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent* "Eliksni must rise...yes?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
Finally Klei speaks, talking very fast so he doesn't lose his nerve. "I know it's stupid and you already have a boyfriend and I'm sorry I put you in this position."
Poppy thinks about what to say in response to this for a moment, before patting Klei's shoulder, "Its ok, i'm not upset"
"Then what are you? And why won't you tell me? If it wasn't a problem, then you wouldn't be so worried about it would you?" Morbius pins Asari by the neck with his forearm and draws a silvered knife on her with his free hand.
The figure grabs his arm, trying to pull him away, though she doesn't seem very strong. "Let her go!"
She completely freezes up, seeming to try to prevent something
"You're going to hurt someone...I can't let you do that." Morbius barks. "You're a danger to yourself and everyone else- what's wrong with you? You enjoy throwing yourself into populated areas like a ticking bomb? What are you, Asari?"
"Im... Im... I wouldnt hurt anyone.. I... Im not a timebomb..."
"Then what are you?!" Morbius snarls. "Everything about you has been off since I met you- You're hiding something dangerous! I'm afraid I can't let you go until I know what I'm hunting..."
"H-hunting?!"
"These little blades..." Morbius whispers hoarsely, "Were given to me by my contractor. The only time I've ever used silver tipped arrows was when I had to put down a pack ravenous werewolves that tore a family apart for sport." Morbius held the dagger's silvered blade to Asari's neck. "Lycanthropes all smell the same...might be a boar...a bear...or a rat...but they all have that same smell."
She screams, shifting into weretiger form "P-Please... Please no..."
Morbius lets Asari go and sheathes his weapon. "When did you contract the disease."
"D-disease?"
"So you were born with it..." Morbius sighs. "That's reassuring. When was the last time you bit someone?"
"I... I wouldnt do that to someone.... I dont want to hurt people..."
Morbius looks down, "Will you forgive me for my actions? I know what it's like...but...the anger and hate I had for myself came out on you. I do not hunt everything that moves- only those that prey upon the innocent."
"I... Ill try... J-just... P-please dont attack again"
"Don't give me a reason to." Morbius grunts. "How come you couldn't smell it on me?" Damn, I feel bad...She really was like me and I tried to kill her...
"Sm-smell what? I-Im scent deaf.... I cant smell at all...."
"I bear the curse as you do. Not the same one...but it still eats at me." Morbius sighs. "There are a few benefits, but they don't out weigh the cons. How did you lose your sense of smell?"
"I.... It was... 'Experiments'.... What kind of lycanthrope are you?"
"A mutt, that's what." Morbius grumbles. "Who experimented on you?" Morbius' grim expression softens.
"A... There was a group back on the island... They took me, and my tuli and taka..."
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Finally Klei speaks, talking very fast so he doesn't lose his nerve. "I know it's stupid and you already have a boyfriend and I'm sorry I put you in this position."
Poppy thinks about what to say in response to this for a moment, before patting Klei's shoulder, "Its ok, i'm not upset"
"..." Klei is utterly silent.
*I've never been in this position in real life, I have no idea what Klei should say*
"Then what are you? And why won't you tell me? If it wasn't a problem, then you wouldn't be so worried about it would you?" Morbius pins Asari by the neck with his forearm and draws a silvered knife on her with his free hand.
The figure grabs his arm, trying to pull him away, though she doesn't seem very strong. "Let her go!"
She completely freezes up, seeming to try to prevent something
"You're going to hurt someone...I can't let you do that." Morbius barks. "You're a danger to yourself and everyone else- what's wrong with you? You enjoy throwing yourself into populated areas like a ticking bomb? What are you, Asari?"
"Im... Im... I wouldnt hurt anyone.. I... Im not a timebomb..."
"Then what are you?!" Morbius snarls. "Everything about you has been off since I met you- You're hiding something dangerous! I'm afraid I can't let you go until I know what I'm hunting..."
"H-hunting?!"
"These little blades..." Morbius whispers hoarsely, "Were given to me by my contractor. The only time I've ever used silver tipped arrows was when I had to put down a pack ravenous werewolves that tore a family apart for sport." Morbius held the dagger's silvered blade to Asari's neck. "Lycanthropes all smell the same...might be a boar...a bear...or a rat...but they all have that same smell."
She screams, shifting into weretiger form "P-Please... Please no..."
Morbius lets Asari go and sheathes his weapon. "When did you contract the disease."
"D-disease?"
"So you were born with it..." Morbius sighs. "That's reassuring. When was the last time you bit someone?"
"I... I wouldnt do that to someone.... I dont want to hurt people..."
Morbius looks down, "Will you forgive me for my actions? I know what it's like...but...the anger and hate I had for myself came out on you. I do not hunt everything that moves- only those that prey upon the innocent."
"I... Ill try... J-just... P-please dont attack again"
"Don't give me a reason to." Morbius grunts. "How come you couldn't smell it on me?" Damn, I feel bad...She really was like me and I tried to kill her...
"Sm-smell what? I-Im scent deaf.... I cant smell at all...."
"I bear the curse as you do. Not the same one...but it still eats at me." Morbius sighs. "There are a few benefits, but they don't out weigh the cons. How did you lose your sense of smell?"
"I.... It was... 'Experiments'.... What kind of lycanthrope are you?"
"A mutt, that's what." Morbius grumbles. "Who experimented on you?" Morbius' grim expression softens.
"A... There was a group back on the island... They took me, and my tuli and taka..."
"...You had kids..." Morbius closes his eyes. "I'm going to make things up to you by retrieving your legacy." Morbius brings Asari into a tight embrace.
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The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that... "Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent* "Eliksni must rise...yes?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
Yorac walks out of his room and downstairs, rubbing the top of his head. He looks around before shrugging and sitting down in the lounge area.
*Anyone need a description?*
*Yes I diddly do*
Kelipso looks up from his nap and waves happily, Gordon was to busy eating a bug.
Yorac waves in return. “Hello.” His voice sounds as if he’s just woken from a long sleep. “What time is it?”
Kelipso smiles "no idea" he picks up Gordon so Gordon could look. The winter wolf makes a noise that he is being pulled away from his bug lunch and was not happy about it. Kelipso smiled again "this is Gordon, who are you?"
“I’m Yorac.” He rubs his arm and yawns. “What’s your name?” He collapses down into a chair, obviously exhausted.
"Im Kelipso" the teifling said with a smile. He looked down at Gordon for a minute before speaking infernal to the wolf then looking up "do you want any breakfast or coffee? You appear to be waking upP
“Breakfast would be nice. I’ll pay.” He pulls a few electrum hexagonal coins from his pocket. “What would you like?”
"oh no you don't have too!! I can! Your the one who is not feeling well!" The teifling says "Jason might get made that im helping someone I don't know but the least I can do is help!"
“Who’s Jason? Besides, I want to pay. It’s fine. You offered breakfast. It’s the least I can do.”
"well thats very kind of you" he said and bowed his head
“So, what would you like?”
"Bread please, nothing to expensive" he said with a grin.
“Just bread? OK.” Yorac goes and gets their breakfast before returning and setting it down on a table. “Eat with me?”
He nods and takes the bread, sitting across from Yorac. He happily eats it, feeding some to Gordon who sat beneath the table.
Yorac tries the soup slowly. “So, tell me a little about yourself. You seem nice enough.”
"I'm technically supposed to be 30 but im 22 due to a curse that was placed upon me" he said "I'm currently studying im Healing magic so I can help myself when im hurt, and I am a vegetarian"
“I’m twenty-seven. I’m on holiday from work at the moment - I work in a military - and I am a paladin of sorts.”
"interesting, i cant say I have ever met a paladin." He chirps happily.
“You haven’t? In a place like this, that seems unusual. Who’s the Jason you mentioned earlier?”
"Jason, My husband." He responded with a chuckle "He's a bit destructive but I love him"
“Destructive? In what way?” *Roll insight.*
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He chuckled "he's a bit of a... Destructive person" he said
*Yorac seems a little disappointed, but’s it’s hard to tell.* “Towards others or himself? Either is concerning.”
Kelipso looks like he doesn't want to speak about this. He grips his mug a bit.
“Sorry. Should we talk about something else?”
"no no no, your fine.." He said and chuckled nervously "I love him but I've never been one for violence..." He managed to speak.
“Oh.. I see. Jason overreacts sometimes then, which is not really concerning.” Yorac eats his soup slowly.
*Jason: *Glares from a distance* "You talking smack?"*
*Hiya red*
*Hello :)*
*Yorac wants to meet Jason now.*
*Ask and ye shall recieve*
Jason enters the tavern, suprisingly not soaked in blood for once
Yorac looks up and then returns to his soup.
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"Aww, poor guy." Jason checks his paw, "And what about you?"
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
Poppy waits patiently for Klei to speak< "Take your time"
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
"Don't give me a reason to." Morbius grunts. "How come you couldn't smell it on me?" Damn, I feel bad...She really was like me and I tried to kill her...
The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that...
"Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent*
"Eliksni must rise...yes?"
_________
When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
"Sm-smell what? I-Im scent deaf.... I cant smell at all...."
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
*sable: I heard my name *
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
"im fine, what about 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
"Pretty good, haven't killed someone today, which is interesting." Jason looks for a thorn in gordon's paw
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
"I bear the curse as you do. Not the same one...but it still eats at me." Morbius sighs. "There are a few benefits, but they don't out weigh the cons. How did you lose your sense of smell?"
The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that...
"Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent*
"Eliksni must rise...yes?"
_________
When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
"are you becoming good?!" He asked with a grin
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
"I.... It was... 'Experiments'.... What kind of lycanthrope are you?"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
"I mean, i was never bad, i just needed to kill things to survive."
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
"A mutt, that's what." Morbius grumbles. "Who experimented on you?" Morbius' grim expression softens.
The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that...
"Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent*
"Eliksni must rise...yes?"
_________
When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
Poppy thinks about what to say in response to this for a moment, before patting Klei's shoulder, "Its ok, i'm not 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
*back, what are characters doing?*
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"love, its not the trials anymore" he said and smiled "your safe here"
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
"A... There was a group back on the island... They took me, and my tuli and taka..."
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
"..." Klei is utterly silent.
*I've never been in this position in real life, I have no idea what Klei should say*
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
"...You had kids..." Morbius closes his eyes. "I'm going to make things up to you by retrieving your legacy." Morbius brings Asari into a tight embrace.
The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that...
"Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent*
"Eliksni must rise...yes?"
_________
When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
Yorac looks up and then returns to his soup.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.