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#26296 Mar 11, 2022
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A man standing 6'4 walks in.

*pathetic, Thara's 6'11" lol*

*He's human dude*

*yeah I know, I'm just joking.*

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A man standing 6'4 walks in. He is built like heavy-weight champion and has scars, cuts, and bruises all over his body. He wears a black tank-top, woven lash leather belt around his midsection and waist, a black jacket with Grey woolen inline, thick black trousers, and thick boots. He has bandages wrapped around his hands, ankles, and neck. He has Deep green eyes, brown short hair that is shaven around the sides, and fair skin. He carries a pistol on his hip holster and a rifle on his back, he also carries a satchel around his shoulder.

A Dark Grey and black dog follows him, its thin and without hair. It has huge fangs that drip with slobber and its eyes are red-orange in color that glow with pent-up rage.

Morbius waves hello but stares at the dog for a little bit. "What's with the mutt?"

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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?"
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Spawn is still being grumpy.

*where?*

*Anywhere lol, I just want some interactions.*

*let's say under adders tree (I know it's not his it's just the one he's on a bunch)*

Arrow walks up brushing her hands on her leather armour, "So, I see widil baby is in a bad mood huh?"

"What did you just call me?" Spawn glares at Arrow. "I wonder how you'd taste after an hour on a smoker..."

*like chicken? Also, not cool, no cooking aarakocra, and someone's not happy about that..."

"HEY!" An arrow shoots into the tree, an inch away from Spawn's neck. "Watch who you think you can cook, buddy!"

"It'll take more than a pointy twig to take care of me, wild-wings." Spawn chuckles.

"That's a warning shot," Tevelin says angrily from her place in the sky. "And watch who you're calling wild-wings, Leg-ripper!!"

"Legs taste good- chicken legs probably taste better." Spawn shrugs.

"Shut up. Now." Arrow says, angered

"No." Spawn says indifferently. "That's an infringement on my basic rights. I can say whatever the Hells I want. And so can you. So it's fair. Not my fault fowls taste so freaking good- take it as a compliment."

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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?"
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When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
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Spawn is still being grumpy.

*where?*

*Anywhere lol, I just want some interactions.*

*let's say under adders tree (I know it's not his it's just the one he's on a bunch)*

Arrow walks up brushing her hands on her leather armour, "So, I see widil baby is in a bad mood huh?"

"What did you just call me?" Spawn glares at Arrow. "I wonder how you'd taste after an hour on a smoker..."

*like chicken? Also, not cool, no cooking aarakocra, and someone's not happy about that..."

"HEY!" An arrow shoots into the tree, an inch away from Spawn's neck. "Watch who you think you can cook, buddy!"

"It'll take more than a pointy twig to take care of me, wild-wings." Spawn chuckles.

"That's a warning shot," Tevelin says angrily from her place in the sky. "And watch who you're calling wild-wings, Leg-ripper!!"

"Legs taste good- chicken legs probably taste better." Spawn shrugs.

"Shut up. Now." Arrow says, angered

"No." Spawn says indifferently. "That's an infringement on my basic rights. I can say whatever the Hells I want. And so can you. So it's fair. Not my fault fowls taste so freaking good- take it as a compliment."

"Would you take it as a compliment if enjoyed killing you!?"

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#26300 Mar 11, 2022
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*Morning! Hows the chaos coming?*

Azazel is slumped at a table, having not slept last night

Poppy is running around outside, currently in the middle of her morning workout

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A man standing 6'4 walks in. He is built like heavy-weight champion and has scars, cuts, and bruises all over his body. He wears a black tank-top, woven lash leather belt around his midsection and waist, a black jacket with Grey woolen inline, thick black trousers, and thick boots. He has bandages wrapped around his hands, ankles, and neck. He has Deep green eyes, brown short hair that is shaven around the sides, and fair skin. He carries a pistol on his hip holster and a rifle on his back, he also carries a satchel around his shoulder.

A Dark Grey and black dog follows him, its thin and without hair. It has huge fangs that drip with slobber and its eyes are red-orange in color that glow with pent-up rage.

Morbius waves hello but stares at the dog for a little bit. "What's with the mutt?"

The man tilts his head in confusion before speaking in Undercommon "You speak Under no?"

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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
#26303 Mar 11, 2022
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Thara stands there confused, gives up & pay for both soups.

"It's okay, you don't have to pay for it." Klei says good-naturedly. "I have a lot of experience with thieves. Well, I'd have to, seein' as I'm one meself."

"Thank you! My names Thara *thay-ruh*, and you're a thief?"

"Well, I used to be. Might be still. But I've mostly focused on cooking. Hey, where's your soup bowl? Oh, here it is." Klei pulls the bowl from his back, still full of soup. It's even still hot!

"Wait I just had my soup." She stands there, a little dazed.

"HAHAha, you fell for it! This is a different bowl. I couldn't take that bowl, it's like three yards away. I don't got five invisible hands. HAhahha..." Klei laughs.

"You got kick out of that didn't you?" She stands there unamused.

"I get a kick out of everything. Especially puns! Want to hear one? What do you call a fish that's a king? O-FISH-al!! BWAHAHahahaHAHaha...hooo... my jaw is tired!"

"Boo!"

Klei turns around so fast that a gust of wind nearly blows out one of the candles on the tables. "WHO DARES HECKLE KLEI FARASTEN?!?!?!" He shouts, pulling out six knives and holding them like Wolverine's claws.

Zylna giggles from the rafters. "Even for me, puns are low."

"WHERE ARE YOU THEIF! I HEAR YOUR VOICE!" Thara shouts looking around.

She's sitting on a beam, swinging her legs back and forth. "Hi, miss me?"

"WHERE ARE YOU!?!" She yells, oblivious to to the goblins location.

Zylna sighed. "Try looking up."

She does so, "oh." She let's out as her stanse relaxes & she drops her longsword to one hand.

"Thanks for paying by the way, I got no money right now." Zylna smiled and shrugged.

"I didn't, knife guy did. If you were broke you could have asked for donation you know." She sheaths her sword as she says this.

"Nah, I'd rather sell my body than beg for a donation."

"Well, let tell you some wisdom," She starts

"No."

"What?" She asks with a face of confusion.

Zylna giggled. "No. Don't tell me anything, I'm tired of people trying to 'tell me wisdom'. No."

"If I weren't trying to be a paladin of redemption I could have punched a hole through your face when you pulled your trick on me, I really think some help to a path other than trickery will help, maybe don't ignore help."

"Sorry, not sorry, but no."

"Ok well have fun when you get Injured, arrested, or worse when you pull your tricks on the wrong person." She shrugs as she turns around.

"Thanks, have fun as well!" Zylna waved cheerfully.

She turns around facing Zylna again, "I know goblins can be dumb but how you not know sarcasm?"

Zylna smiled. "Wanna know why I don't want 'help'?"

"Yes, it's kind of idiotic that you don't."

Zylna reached behind her head and loosened the bandages, which fall around her neck. On her cheek, seemingly seared into her skin, are the big, bold letters: S L A V E

"I'm free now, so I'm gonna live how I wanna live, without anyone telling me any different." Zylna chuckled as she fixed the bandages back into place.

"Oh I'm terribly sorry, I understand more. I just hope that you can learn to live in a way you like that wont get you killed, but if your happy, I guess let it be." She says with her head down.

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Spawn is still being grumpy.

*where?*

*Anywhere lol, I just want some interactions.*

*let's say under adders tree (I know it's not his it's just the one he's on a bunch)*

Arrow walks up brushing her hands on her leather armour, "So, I see widil baby is in a bad mood huh?"

"What did you just call me?" Spawn glares at Arrow. "I wonder how you'd taste after an hour on a smoker..."

*like chicken? Also, not cool, no cooking aarakocra, and someone's not happy about that..."

"HEY!" An arrow shoots into the tree, an inch away from Spawn's neck. "Watch who you think you can cook, buddy!"

"It'll take more than a pointy twig to take care of me, wild-wings." Spawn chuckles.

"That's a warning shot," Tevelin says angrily from her place in the sky. "And watch who you're calling wild-wings, Leg-ripper!!"

"Legs taste good- chicken legs probably taste better." Spawn shrugs.

"Shut up. Now." Arrow says, angered

"No." Spawn says indifferently. "That's an infringement on my basic rights. I can say whatever the Hells I want. And so can you. So it's fair. Not my fault fowls taste so freaking good- take it as a compliment."

"Would you take it as a compliment if enjoyed killing you!?"

"Yes, actually." Spawn nods. "The feeling is mutual."

*One of Spawn's powers is that he's able to feel the misery, anger, and sadness from creatures within 1,000 ft. of him and knows what's making them upset. This is partially why he's so irritable. He's cursed to know the pains of everyone he's around and feels the same things they do. He doesn't draw power from it either. If you want more and why he is the way he is, feel free to ask.*

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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 prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
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A man standing 6'4 walks in. He is built like heavy-weight champion and has scars, cuts, and bruises all over his body. He wears a black tank-top, woven lash leather belt around his midsection and waist, a black jacket with Grey woolen inline, thick black trousers, and thick boots. He has bandages wrapped around his hands, ankles, and neck. He has Deep green eyes, brown short hair that is shaven around the sides, and fair skin. He carries a pistol on his hip holster and a rifle on his back, he also carries a satchel around his shoulder.

A Dark Grey and black dog follows him, its thin and without hair. It has huge fangs that drip with slobber and its eyes are red-orange in color that glow with pent-up rage.

Morbius waves hello but stares at the dog for a little bit. "What's with the mutt?"

The man tilts his head in confusion before speaking in Undercommon "You speak Under no?"

"Yes, I do." Morbius says in Undercommon. "What's with the dog?"

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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?"
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Thara stands there confused, gives up & pay for both soups.

"It's okay, you don't have to pay for it." Klei says good-naturedly. "I have a lot of experience with thieves. Well, I'd have to, seein' as I'm one meself."

"Thank you! My names Thara *thay-ruh*, and you're a thief?"

"Well, I used to be. Might be still. But I've mostly focused on cooking. Hey, where's your soup bowl? Oh, here it is." Klei pulls the bowl from his back, still full of soup. It's even still hot!

"Wait I just had my soup." She stands there, a little dazed.

"HAHAha, you fell for it! This is a different bowl. I couldn't take that bowl, it's like three yards away. I don't got five invisible hands. HAhahha..." Klei laughs.

"You got kick out of that didn't you?" She stands there unamused.

"I get a kick out of everything. Especially puns! Want to hear one? What do you call a fish that's a king? O-FISH-al!! BWAHAHahahaHAHaha...hooo... my jaw is tired!"

"Boo!"

Klei turns around so fast that a gust of wind nearly blows out one of the candles on the tables. "WHO DARES HECKLE KLEI FARASTEN?!?!?!" He shouts, pulling out six knives and holding them like Wolverine's claws.

Zylna giggles from the rafters. "Even for me, puns are low."

"WHERE ARE YOU THEIF! I HEAR YOUR VOICE!" Thara shouts looking around.

She's sitting on a beam, swinging her legs back and forth. "Hi, miss me?"

"WHERE ARE YOU!?!" She yells, oblivious to to the goblins location.

Zylna sighed. "Try looking up."

She does so, "oh." She let's out as her stanse relaxes & she drops her longsword to one hand.

"Thanks for paying by the way, I got no money right now." Zylna smiled and shrugged.

"I didn't, knife guy did. If you were broke you could have asked for donation you know." She sheaths her sword as she says this.

"Nah, I'd rather sell my body than beg for a donation."

"Well, let tell you some wisdom," She starts

"No."

"What?" She asks with a face of confusion.

Zylna giggled. "No. Don't tell me anything, I'm tired of people trying to 'tell me wisdom'. No."

"If I weren't trying to be a paladin of redemption I could have punched a hole through your face when you pulled your trick on me, I really think some help to a path other than trickery will help, maybe don't ignore help."

"Sorry, not sorry, but no."

"Ok well have fun when you get Injured, arrested, or worse when you pull your tricks on the wrong person." She shrugs as she turns around.

"Thanks, have fun as well!" Zylna waved cheerfully.

She turns around facing Zylna again, "I know goblins can be dumb but how you not know sarcasm?"

Zylna smiled. "Wanna know why I don't want 'help'?"

"Yes, it's kind of idiotic that you don't."

Zylna reached behind her head and loosened the bandages, which fall around her neck. On her cheek, seemingly seared into her skin, are the big, bold letters: S L A V E

"I'm free now, so I'm gonna live how I wanna live, without anyone telling me any different." Zylna chuckled as she fixed the bandages back into place.

"Oh I'm terribly sorry, I understand more. I just hope that you can learn to live in a way you like that wont get you killed, but if your happy, I guess let it be." She says with her head down.

"No problem. You're very easy to convince, aren't you?"

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*Morning! Hows the chaos coming?*

Azazel is slumped at a table, having not slept last night

Poppy is running around outside, currently in the middle of her morning workout

Adder was sleeping on the floor in Azazel's room.

Seph was hanging a body from tree, admiring his work.

Jack was downstairs, talking with Morbuis

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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
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*Morning! Hows the chaos coming?*

Azazel is slumped at a table, having not slept last night

Poppy is running around outside, currently in the middle of her morning workout

Adder was sleeping on the floor in Azazel's room.

Seph was hanging a body from tree, admiring his work.

Jack was downstairs, talking with Morbuis

Azazel picks up breakfast, before heading upstairs, noticing the tiefling on the ground, "Adder?"

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A man standing 6'4 walks in. He is built like heavy-weight champion and has scars, cuts, and bruises all over his body. He wears a black tank-top, woven lash leather belt around his midsection and waist, a black jacket with Grey woolen inline, thick black trousers, and thick boots. He has bandages wrapped around his hands, ankles, and neck. He has Deep green eyes, brown short hair that is shaven around the sides, and fair skin. He carries a pistol on his hip holster and a rifle on his back, he also carries a satchel around his shoulder.

A Dark Grey and black dog follows him, its thin and without hair. It has huge fangs that drip with slobber and its eyes are red-orange in color that glow with pent-up rage.

Morbius waves hello but stares at the dog for a little bit. "What's with the mutt?"

The man tilts his head in confusion before speaking in Undercommon "You speak Under no?"

"Yes, I do." Morbius says in Undercommon. "What's with the dog?"

"Oh! Nevermind? He's my boy and best hunting dog" he said with a grin and patted the dog who gave into the pets happily. Its red eyes narrowed and stared at Morbius while drool dripped in puddles around it.

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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
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A man standing 6'4 walks in. He is built like heavy-weight champion and has scars, cuts, and bruises all over his body. He wears a black tank-top, woven lash leather belt around his midsection and waist, a black jacket with Grey woolen inline, thick black trousers, and thick boots. He has bandages wrapped around his hands, ankles, and neck. He has Deep green eyes, brown short hair that is shaven around the sides, and fair skin. He carries a pistol on his hip holster and a rifle on his back, he also carries a satchel around his shoulder.

A Dark Grey and black dog follows him, its thin and without hair. It has huge fangs that drip with slobber and its eyes are red-orange in color that glow with pent-up rage.

Morbius waves hello but stares at the dog for a little bit. "What's with the mutt?"

The man tilts his head in confusion before speaking in Undercommon "You speak Under no?"

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A man standing 6'4 walks in. He is built like heavy-weight champion and has scars, cuts, and bruises all over his body. He wears a black tank-top, woven lash leather belt around his midsection and waist, a black jacket with Grey woolen inline, thick black trousers, and thick boots. He has bandages wrapped around his hands, ankles, and neck. He has Deep green eyes, brown short hair that is shaven around the sides, and fair skin. He carries a pistol on his hip holster and a rifle on his back, he also carries a satchel around his shoulder.

A Dark Grey and black dog follows him, its thin and without hair. It has huge fangs that drip with slobber and its eyes are red-orange in color that glow with pent-up rage.

Morbius waves hello but stares at the dog for a little bit. "What's with the mutt?"

The man tilts his head in confusion before speaking in Undercommon "You speak Under no?"

"Yes, I do." Morbius says in Undercommon. "What's with the dog?"

Asari looks over seeming to understand, she also speaks in undercommon "Under?"

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A man standing 6'4 walks in. He is built like heavy-weight champion and has scars, cuts, and bruises all over his body. He wears a black tank-top, woven lash leather belt around his midsection and waist, a black jacket with Grey woolen inline, thick black trousers, and thick boots. He has bandages wrapped around his hands, ankles, and neck. He has Deep green eyes, brown short hair that is shaven around the sides, and fair skin. He carries a pistol on his hip holster and a rifle on his back, he also carries a satchel around his shoulder.

A Dark Grey and black dog follows him, its thin and without hair. It has huge fangs that drip with slobber and its eyes are red-orange in color that glow with pent-up rage.

Morbius waves hello but stares at the dog for a little bit. "What's with the mutt?"

The man tilts his head in confusion before speaking in Undercommon "You speak Under no?"

"Yes, I do." Morbius says in Undercommon. "What's with the dog?"

"Oh! Nevermind? He's my boy and best hunting dog" he said with a grin and patted the dog who gave into the pets happily. Its red eyes narrowed and stared at Morbius while drool dripped in puddles around it.

Morbius holds his stare as well, narrowing his golden eyes. "What does he hunt?"

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*Morning! Hows the chaos coming?*

Azazel is slumped at a table, having not slept last night

Poppy is running around outside, currently in the middle of her morning workout

Adder was sleeping on the floor in Azazel's room.

Seph was hanging a body from tree, admiring his work.

Jack was downstairs, talking with Morbuis

Azazel picks up breakfast, before heading upstairs, noticing the tiefling on the ground, "Adder?"

"yeah hi, tired" he says, he appears to have burnt clothing from his fight with electricity/ The dragon-born

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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
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A man standing 6'4 walks in. He is built like heavy-weight champion and has scars, cuts, and bruises all over his body. He wears a black tank-top, woven lash leather belt around his midsection and waist, a black jacket with Grey woolen inline, thick black trousers, and thick boots. He has bandages wrapped around his hands, ankles, and neck. He has Deep green eyes, brown short hair that is shaven around the sides, and fair skin. He carries a pistol on his hip holster and a rifle on his back, he also carries a satchel around his shoulder.

A Dark Grey and black dog follows him, its thin and without hair. It has huge fangs that drip with slobber and its eyes are red-orange in color that glow with pent-up rage.

Morbius waves hello but stares at the dog for a little bit. "What's with the mutt?"

The man tilts his head in confusion before speaking in Undercommon "You speak Under no?"

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A man standing 6'4 walks in. He is built like heavy-weight champion and has scars, cuts, and bruises all over his body. He wears a black tank-top, woven lash leather belt around his midsection and waist, a black jacket with Grey woolen inline, thick black trousers, and thick boots. He has bandages wrapped around his hands, ankles, and neck. He has Deep green eyes, brown short hair that is shaven around the sides, and fair skin. He carries a pistol on his hip holster and a rifle on his back, he also carries a satchel around his shoulder.

A Dark Grey and black dog follows him, its thin and without hair. It has huge fangs that drip with slobber and its eyes are red-orange in color that glow with pent-up rage.

Morbius waves hello but stares at the dog for a little bit. "What's with the mutt?"

The man tilts his head in confusion before speaking in Undercommon "You speak Under no?"

"Yes, I do." Morbius says in Undercommon. "What's with the dog?"

Asari looks over seeming to understand, she also speaks in undercommon "Under?"

Jack looks up and smiles kindly "I heard the word, forgive me, my common is terrible"

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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
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Spawn is still being grumpy.

*where?*

*Anywhere lol, I just want some interactions.*

*let's say under adders tree (I know it's not his it's just the one he's on a bunch)*

Arrow walks up brushing her hands on her leather armour, "So, I see widil baby is in a bad mood huh?"

"What did you just call me?" Spawn glares at Arrow. "I wonder how you'd taste after an hour on a smoker..."

*like chicken? Also, not cool, no cooking aarakocra, and someone's not happy about that..."

"HEY!" An arrow shoots into the tree, an inch away from Spawn's neck. "Watch who you think you can cook, buddy!"

"It'll take more than a pointy twig to take care of me, wild-wings." Spawn chuckles.

"That's a warning shot," Tevelin says angrily from her place in the sky. "And watch who you're calling wild-wings, Leg-ripper!!"

"Legs taste good- chicken legs probably taste better." Spawn shrugs.

"Shut up. Now." Arrow says, angered

"No." Spawn says indifferently. "That's an infringement on my basic rights. I can say whatever the Hells I want. And so can you. So it's fair. Not my fault fowls taste so freaking good- take it as a compliment."

"Would you take it as a compliment if enjoyed killing you!?"

"Yes, actually." Spawn nods. "The feeling is mutual."

*One of Spawn's powers is that he's able to feel the misery, anger, and sadness from creatures within 1,000 ft. of him and knows what's making them upset. This is partially why he's so irritable. He's cursed to know the pains of everyone he's around and feels the same things they do. He doesn't draw power from it either. If you want more and why he is the way he is, feel free to ask.*

*ah so he would know that arrows feeling attacked with the insult as aarakocras are the only family that she has, and only life outside of bounty hunting is her Aarakocran roots, that she only knows that they're in the elemental plane of air and that her spears from there (it fell through the portal her just hatched egg did)*

Arrow stands there, looking at Spawn.

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She/Her

Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.

Definitely not an undead.
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*Morning! Hows the chaos coming?*

Azazel is slumped at a table, having not slept last night

Poppy is running around outside, currently in the middle of her morning workout

Adder was sleeping on the floor in Azazel's room.

Seph was hanging a body from tree, admiring his work.

Jack was downstairs, talking with Morbuis

Azazel picks up breakfast, before heading upstairs, noticing the tiefling on the ground, "Adder?"

"yeah hi, tired" he says, he appears to have burnt clothing from his fight with electricity/ The dragon-born

"Jeez, are you alright? You look burned." Azazel sets his meal on a desk, stooping down to check on adder

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A man standing 6'4 walks in. He is built like heavy-weight champion and has scars, cuts, and bruises all over his body. He wears a black tank-top, woven lash leather belt around his midsection and waist, a black jacket with Grey woolen inline, thick black trousers, and thick boots. He has bandages wrapped around his hands, ankles, and neck. He has Deep green eyes, brown short hair that is shaven around the sides, and fair skin. He carries a pistol on his hip holster and a rifle on his back, he also carries a satchel around his shoulder.

A Dark Grey and black dog follows him, its thin and without hair. It has huge fangs that drip with slobber and its eyes are red-orange in color that glow with pent-up rage.

Morbius waves hello but stares at the dog for a little bit. "What's with the mutt?"

The man tilts his head in confusion before speaking in Undercommon "You speak Under no?"

"Yes, I do." Morbius says in Undercommon. "What's with the dog?"

"Oh! Nevermind? He's my boy and best hunting dog" he said with a grin and patted the dog who gave into the pets happily. Its red eyes narrowed and stared at Morbius while drool dripped in puddles around it.

Morbius holds his stare as well, narrowing his golden eyes. "What does he hunt?"

"Deer, moose, lion, He is good for big game" he responded

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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
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