he nods and picks up the vials, stuffing them in his coat pocket. "Anyways...." he says, turning away.
"Is...there a shower here that I can use? A spare change of clothes?"
He sighs and turns back around "Rooms i believe have bathrooms and im not sure about clothing" he said and shrugged.
"Hm..." Lily thinks for a moment and then sighs again. "Guess I'll be here until I figure out how to get back..."
"Good for you then" he said, taking off his owl mask and let it hang around his neck. he had pale skin, and one pale blue eye that gave off disturbing feelings. his left eye was sewn shut with black thread. He had unnaturally sharp teeth. "You want a drink, you look like you have been through hell"
Lily seems unfettered by Alec's appearance. "Where do you think I came from?" She retorted with an unamused expression. "If you have something strong, that'd be nice..." She looked down towards her bloody and muddy boots with a solemn expression.
He rolls his eyes before turning away and going to the bar. He comes back with two mugs of Black dragon ale. He drinks his down with little issue. He wipes his mouth "Its spicy..."
Lily sits next to him and takes one herself. She flinches when the drink touches her tongue, but she still downs it with no problem. "Thank you, again. What's with the eye?"
"A punishment i receive years and years ago" he said and narrowed his eye "You said you were from hell?"
Looks: Deep back hair that is shaven around the back side. Pale skin with black ink tattoos down his neck, back and arms depicting devil’s and the hellish resistance against angels, it also has an unearthly coldness to it. He has disturbing pale blue eyes with silver flecks towards the center of the pupil. His teeth and nails are unnaturally sharp. His left eye is sewn shut with dark blue thread.
His devil form looks like a furred humanoid with eyes and mouth that are sewn shut. He can blend in with shadows and darkness that surround him. He bleeds out black frozen liquid out of his eyes and mouth when they are ripped open. He wears a bone mask that looks like a crudely made Owl skull. The skin and fur of the form is ice cold.
-Clothing-
Head: None
Wrists/Hands: Fingerless gloves.
Alec’s clothing is made to be warm and comfortable due to his former living in the ring of ice in Hell. He wears thick clothing such as Jackets, Hoodies, and Cloaks. His main outfit consist of a long-sleeved shirt, black sweater, and a black jacket with warm in lining. He sometimes wears a tank-top or short sleeved shirt on extremely warm days. The jacket he wears have runes burned into the inside of them.
-Weapons-
He is a mage, so he doesn’t need weapons, he mostly uses spells or maybe an enchanted dagger.
-Backstory-
Alec was once a high demon of the court of Igsan, A beautiful Icy devil with a sadistic streak that made her powerful amongst Devils in her city. Igsan ruled her part of the city, the Frozen palace, with an iron fist and cruel passion of power. Alec ruled beneath her as a collector of sorts, he would drag down souls that she wanted for her city with no hesitation.
He was sent to the surface to bring down some souls when he met Imogen, a Red-haired female cleric to the domain of life. He followed her, wanting her soul to himself. She knew he was following her and grew worried of his presence. She soon would go insane because of his presence around her would commit suicide to free herself. He took her soul for himself and went back down to Igsan and gave her the souls she wanted so badly.
Igsan noticed the soul Alec was keeping for himself and grew full of rage, taking this as act of betrayal. She tortured him, sewing his eyes and mouth shut so he could not see any more souls that allured him to take them for himself. He grew subservient to Igsan and never failed her until another time arose.
He was collecting souls of the damned in the material realm, disguised as a human, in his human form he could see out of one eye for his job. He was luring some priest to commit unspeakable acts when a young girl came across his path. He had never seen such a pure soul, so full of kindness and purity. It made him sick, so bad that he wanted to claw out the eyes of the girl and stuff them in his own sockets just to see the world in a good light.
He followed her around and watched her from a distance. He would often come to her in dreams, disguised as a wolf with an owl’s head. One day, when she was sitting on the roof of her house, he showed himself to her. She was frightened and fell off the roof of her house, snapping her neck. He grinned with sick satisfaction that he would have such a pure soul at such a young age, but he was also sad, he admired her from a distance, the fact she always kept her soul clean was unfathomable to him.
He debated on taking this soul for himself and eventually did. Once again, he was punished by Igsan. This time the punishment was way worse and was beyond what all devils dared to fear about, he was stripped of everything he had and was turned mortal.
He was sent to the surface, body frozen in eternal ice that always made his skin cold. He realized what this meant and went mad for a short amount of time, 15 years. During this time, he learned magic and the crafts of the crazy cultists he once found so stupid. He tempted humans and drained them of their blood so he could have a taste of the evil aligned once more. He grew to be quiet, patient, and cold, trying to find some way to go back to his status in the Icy ring of hell.
-Personality-
Alec is cold and dislikes people. He will sometimes stray around the evil aligned but soon people will find those people gone. He never talks about his past and any body who knows his past is now a threat to him. He hangs around with animals such as dogs and owls. He dislikes hell hounds and prefers winter wolves. His own alignment isn’t necessarily evil, he is a chaotic neutral, due to his time around humans and pure souls. The only thing that keeps him teetering on the edge of being evil is the anger that brews inside of him, his anger is like the icy cold winds of the Frozen citadel, it never ends once it starts.
He loves to eat just pure raw meat and will be seen sometimes ripping it from the bones it came on. He sometimes hunts animals and eats them there on the spot. His hands are sometimes stained with blood because of this.
-notes-
Drinks blood and eats raw meat
Really dislikes clerics and Holy Men of the church of light and life.
Dislikes direct sunlight
Powers are best when in icy or cold places, helps when its snowing.
He is cold and quiet, doesn’t like to be bothered by people who aren’t worth his time.
She giggled. "You can try, an assassin is always hard to pin down."
"But easy to kill with one hit, you may be good at hiding and jumping around but your health is obsolete"
*laughs in 93 hp*
"It doesn't matter if I don't get hit. Besides, you can't kill anything here."
*Laughs in 107 HP*
"I know this Little thing" he said and turned away from her.
"Clearly you don't since you just tried. For someone who calls other things idiots, you're kinda dumbo."
He mutters to himself "Gods, its so hard to talk with small minded things" he said and gathered up his stuff. The raven took its place on his shoulder.
She climbs a nearby bookshelf, then gets on his other shoulder. "So, where are we going now?"
he smacks her off like a bug "Leave me alone"
She hangs on like a tick. "No. I can do what I want."
"He said let go" The raven said. Its face didn't look like a raven now but sometime entirely different and disturbing. (Frightened)
She groans. "Fine, but I'm still gonna follow." She lets go and drops to the floor.
He groans, slightly debating in himself to kick her
*This situation feels familiar.*
Zylna stared at him, unblinking.
he turned to face her, now debating to K i L l Her
One of her bandages seemed to have come loose without her noticing, it had fallen around her neck, revealing her right cheek. Seemingly seared into her skin via hot poker style were the words: S L A V E
She continued staring at him, waiting.
He narrows his eyes and points at the bandage "You might want to cover that up" he says before handing her a vial of shimmering red liquid that seems to glow a bit. "healing potion, take it" he said.
She felt her cheek, seemed surprised and fixed the bandage back into place. "Don't bother, it's old, and enchanted to never go away."
"Like i care, take the potions and fix yourself" he said and sat back down.
"Are you not listening? The potions won't work, numbskull."
He rolls his eyes "I don't have time for you" he said and turned around, walking upstairs.
She giggled. "You can try, an assassin is always hard to pin down."
"But easy to kill with one hit, you may be good at hiding and jumping around but your health is obsolete"
*laughs in 93 hp*
"It doesn't matter if I don't get hit. Besides, you can't kill anything here."
*Laughs in 107 HP*
"I know this Little thing" he said and turned away from her.
"Clearly you don't since you just tried. For someone who calls other things idiots, you're kinda dumbo."
He mutters to himself "Gods, its so hard to talk with small minded things" he said and gathered up his stuff. The raven took its place on his shoulder.
She climbs a nearby bookshelf, then gets on his other shoulder. "So, where are we going now?"
he smacks her off like a bug "Leave me alone"
She hangs on like a tick. "No. I can do what I want."
"He said let go" The raven said. Its face didn't look like a raven now but sometime entirely different and disturbing. (Frightened)
She groans. "Fine, but I'm still gonna follow." She lets go and drops to the floor.
He groans, slightly debating in himself to kick her
*This situation feels familiar.*
Zylna stared at him, unblinking.
he turned to face her, now debating to K i L l Her
One of her bandages seemed to have come loose without her noticing, it had fallen around her neck, revealing her right cheek. Seemingly seared into her skin via hot poker style were the words: S L A V E
She continued staring at him, waiting.
He narrows his eyes and points at the bandage "You might want to cover that up" he says before handing her a vial of shimmering red liquid that seems to glow a bit. "healing potion, take it" he said.
She felt her cheek, seemed surprised and fixed the bandage back into place. "Don't bother, it's old, and enchanted to never go away."
"Like i care, take the potions and fix yourself" he said and sat back down.
"Are you not listening? The potions won't work, numbskull."
He rolls his eyes "I don't have time for you" he said and turned around, walking upstairs.
She tosses the potion at the back of his head.
He catches it and walks into his room
Zylna walks off.
*AAAAANNNNDDD CUT! Great scene everyone, ending it off like that was perfect!*
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he nods and picks up the vials, stuffing them in his coat pocket. "Anyways...." he says, turning away.
"Is...there a shower here that I can use? A spare change of clothes?"
He sighs and turns back around "Rooms i believe have bathrooms and im not sure about clothing" he said and shrugged.
"Hm..." Lily thinks for a moment and then sighs again. "Guess I'll be here until I figure out how to get back..."
"Good for you then" he said, taking off his owl mask and let it hang around his neck. he had pale skin, and one pale blue eye that gave off disturbing feelings. his left eye was sewn shut with black thread. He had unnaturally sharp teeth. "You want a drink, you look like you have been through hell"
Lily seems unfettered by Alec's appearance. "Where do you think I came from?" She retorted with an unamused expression. "If you have something strong, that'd be nice..." She looked down towards her bloody and muddy boots with a solemn expression.
He rolls his eyes before turning away and going to the bar. He comes back with two mugs of Black dragon ale. He drinks his down with little issue. He wipes his mouth "Its spicy..."
Lily sits next to him and takes one herself. She flinches when the drink touches her tongue, but she still downs it with no problem. "Thank you, again. What's with the eye?"
"A punishment i receive years and years ago" he said and narrowed his eye "You said you were from hell?"
Looks: Deep back hair that is shaven around the back side. Pale skin with black ink tattoos down his neck, back and arms depicting devil’s and the hellish resistance against angels, it also has an unearthly coldness to it. He has disturbing pale blue eyes with silver flecks towards the center of the pupil. His teeth and nails are unnaturally sharp. His left eye is sewn shut with dark blue thread.
His devil form looks like a furred humanoid with eyes and mouth that are sewn shut. He can blend in with shadows and darkness that surround him. He bleeds out black frozen liquid out of his eyes and mouth when they are ripped open. He wears a bone mask that looks like a crudely made Owl skull. The skin and fur of the form is ice cold.
-Clothing-
Head: None
Wrists/Hands: Fingerless gloves.
Alec’s clothing is made to be warm and comfortable due to his former living in the ring of ice in Hell. He wears thick clothing such as Jackets, Hoodies, and Cloaks. His main outfit consist of a long-sleeved shirt, black sweater, and a black jacket with warm in lining. He sometimes wears a tank-top or short sleeved shirt on extremely warm days. The jacket he wears have runes burned into the inside of them.
-Weapons-
He is a mage, so he doesn’t need weapons, he mostly uses spells or maybe an enchanted dagger.
-Backstory-
Alec was once a high demon of the court of Igsan, A beautiful Icy devil with a sadistic streak that made her powerful amongst Devils in her city. Igsan ruled her part of the city, the Frozen palace, with an iron fist and cruel passion of power. Alec ruled beneath her as a collector of sorts, he would drag down souls that she wanted for her city with no hesitation.
He was sent to the surface to bring down some souls when he met Imogen, a Red-haired female cleric to the domain of life. He followed her, wanting her soul to himself. She knew he was following her and grew worried of his presence. She soon would go insane because of his presence around her would commit suicide to free herself. He took her soul for himself and went back down to Igsan and gave her the souls she wanted so badly.
Igsan noticed the soul Alec was keeping for himself and grew full of rage, taking this as act of betrayal. She tortured him, sewing his eyes and mouth shut so he could not see any more souls that allured him to take them for himself. He grew subservient to Igsan and never failed her until another time arose.
He was collecting souls of the damned in the material realm, disguised as a human, in his human form he could see out of one eye for his job. He was luring some priest to commit unspeakable acts when a young girl came across his path. He had never seen such a pure soul, so full of kindness and purity. It made him sick, so bad that he wanted to claw out the eyes of the girl and stuff them in his own sockets just to see the world in a good light.
He followed her around and watched her from a distance. He would often come to her in dreams, disguised as a wolf with an owl’s head. One day, when she was sitting on the roof of her house, he showed himself to her. She was frightened and fell off the roof of her house, snapping her neck. He grinned with sick satisfaction that he would have such a pure soul at such a young age, but he was also sad, he admired her from a distance, the fact she always kept her soul clean was unfathomable to him.
He debated on taking this soul for himself and eventually did. Once again, he was punished by Igsan. This time the punishment was way worse and was beyond what all devils dared to fear about, he was stripped of everything he had and was turned mortal.
He was sent to the surface, body frozen in eternal ice that always made his skin cold. He realized what this meant and went mad for a short amount of time, 15 years. During this time, he learned magic and the crafts of the crazy cultists he once found so stupid. He tempted humans and drained them of their blood so he could have a taste of the evil aligned once more. He grew to be quiet, patient, and cold, trying to find some way to go back to his status in the Icy ring of hell.
-Personality-
Alec is cold and dislikes people. He will sometimes stray around the evil aligned but soon people will find those people gone. He never talks about his past and any body who knows his past is now a threat to him. He hangs around with animals such as dogs and owls. He dislikes hell hounds and prefers winter wolves. His own alignment isn’t necessarily evil, he is a chaotic neutral, due to his time around humans and pure souls. The only thing that keeps him teetering on the edge of being evil is the anger that brews inside of him, his anger is like the icy cold winds of the Frozen citadel, it never ends once it starts.
He loves to eat just pure raw meat and will be seen sometimes ripping it from the bones it came on. He sometimes hunts animals and eats them there on the spot. His hands are sometimes stained with blood because of this.
-notes-
Drinks blood and eats raw meat
Really dislikes clerics and Holy Men of the church of light and life.
Dislikes direct sunlight
Powers are best when in icy or cold places, helps when its snowing.
He is cold and quiet, doesn’t like to be bothered by people who aren’t worth his time.
"Hm." Lily nods. "I'm going to get a room. Maybe I'll catch you later." And then Lily leaves to go upstairs.
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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.)
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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.)
Thirteen approaches Ares. "Hey there Ares, what's up?"
Ares is stoking a fire and tries to ignore him
"Oh, I'll wait until you're done." Thirteen stands patiently, humming an upbeat song.
Ares mumbles something
"What? Sorry, my ears aren't as good as they were a hundred years ago."
"What do you want?"
"Well, I've been wandering these woods for nearly a month, and I wanted to show you something cool."
Ares smothers the fire and stands up. "What is it?"
"Ancient ruins. In a cave. I haven't explored it fully, and I was hoping you would come."
Ares nods excitedly.
"Well then let's go." Thirteen begins to walk to the southeast, still humming the upbeat song.
Ares follows
After a long walk through the woods, the pair reach a cave with strange runes carved over it.
Ares looks at the runes and goes to touch one.
"STOP!" Thirteen yells, slashing the rune with his sword. "Protection glyphs. Touch one and you're toast. Be careful and don't touch something if you don't know what it is." He continues into the cave.
"Geez sorry." Ares mumbles.
"It's okay." Thirteen smiles warmly. "Just trying to make sure you don't get killed. Your dad would kill me too."
Ares shrugs before poking the wall
Thirteen sighs. "You remind me of me as a kid. Well, watch out for beholders." He presses on, holding up a lantern.
Thirteen approaches Ares. "Hey there Ares, what's up?"
Ares is stoking a fire and tries to ignore him
"Oh, I'll wait until you're done." Thirteen stands patiently, humming an upbeat song.
Ares mumbles something
"What? Sorry, my ears aren't as good as they were a hundred years ago."
"What do you want?"
"Well, I've been wandering these woods for nearly a month, and I wanted to show you something cool."
Ares smothers the fire and stands up. "What is it?"
"Ancient ruins. In a cave. I haven't explored it fully, and I was hoping you would come."
Ares nods excitedly.
"Well then let's go." Thirteen begins to walk to the southeast, still humming the upbeat song.
Ares follows
After a long walk through the woods, the pair reach a cave with strange runes carved over it.
Ares looks at the runes and goes to touch one.
"STOP!" Thirteen yells, slashing the rune with his sword. "Protection glyphs. Touch one and you're toast. Be careful and don't touch something if you don't know what it is." He continues into the cave.
"Geez sorry." Ares mumbles.
"It's okay." Thirteen smiles warmly. "Just trying to make sure you don't get killed. Your dad would kill me too."
Ares shrugs before poking the wall
Thirteen sighs. "You remind me of me as a kid. Well, watch out for beholders." He presses on, holding up a lantern.
Ares keeps poking walls
"Hey, quit it. For all you know, some nasty creature is in disguise and you just poked him in the eye. Anyway, we're here." He raises his lantern, and a small ruined pyramid, looking very similar to Tumbledown Temple from Fortnite, sprawls out inside the cave.
Poppy sits at the bar, ordering a carrot milkshake to cool off with
Ettor pops up (down?) in front of her from the rafters, upside down. "Hello, little rabbit."
"Hi ettor," poppy smiles, "Looking for something?"
"I don't know. I'm a bit hungry, I'm kind of in the mood for something..." He comes down and pokes her side. "...meaty."
Poppy giggles at the poke, "Hey, no biting in public."
He hugged her from behind. "I didn't bite. But why not?"
"Cause..... well i don't know." Poppy says, "So i don't have a reason."
"Good, then that means you can't get mad at this." He softly nibbles at one of her ears.
"H-hey, ears are sensitive. Go for the neck if ya want to bite."
"But the neck isn't as sensitive. I much prefer this." He continues nibbling, also making sure not to bite too hard.
Poppy lets this continue, fidgeting under ettor's grip
Ettor chuckled. "Quit fidgeting, cute rabbit, it makes it hard to focus."
"F-focus on something e-else." She says
"Fine." He moved down to her neck, giving her small kisses.
Poppy shivers, "Ah! Your face is cold!"
"That never bothered you before..." He purred.
"W-we weren't in p-public before~" Poppy sighs
He purred more, pressing his face against her cheek like a cat. "Oh, it wouldn't bother you in private?"
Smoke begins to issue from the rafters, along with the sound of coughing.
poppy looks up into the rafters
There's too much smoke to see anything.
*HAHAHaha Deltatrune reference*
Poppy casts gust of wind at it as best she can while being distracted
There's a trapdoor in the ceiling, with smoke slightly issuing from it.
Poppy uses her mage hand to open it
The trapdoor seems to be in the floor of someone's room.
*What class is poppy?*
*Arcane trickster ;)*
Poppy teleports up into it
It's Klei's room. It doesn't look very special, except there's a large haversack in one corner and a mini kitchenette near the trapdoor. The room is empty of people though, and it's very dark and smoky inside because the contents of one of the pots on the small stove is burnt.
"Then why don't you stop this?"
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"A punishment i receive years and years ago" he said and narrowed his eye "You said you were from hell?"
Name: (Devil name) Alevoive (Mortal) Alec Marse Valentine.
Age: (Devil) 96,831 (Mortal) 29
Gender: Non-binary
Sexuality: Biromantic/Bisexual
Species: (Former Devil, now Mortal Human)
Occupation: Mage.
-Anatomy-
Height: 6’5
Looks: Deep back hair that is shaven around the back side. Pale skin with black ink tattoos down his neck, back and arms depicting devil’s and the hellish resistance against angels, it also has an unearthly coldness to it. He has disturbing pale blue eyes with silver flecks towards the center of the pupil. His teeth and nails are unnaturally sharp. His left eye is sewn shut with dark blue thread.
His devil form looks like a furred humanoid with eyes and mouth that are sewn shut. He can blend in with shadows and darkness that surround him. He bleeds out black frozen liquid out of his eyes and mouth when they are ripped open. He wears a bone mask that looks like a crudely made Owl skull. The skin and fur of the form is ice cold.
-Clothing-
Head: None
Wrists/Hands: Fingerless gloves.
Alec’s clothing is made to be warm and comfortable due to his former living in the ring of ice in Hell. He wears thick clothing such as Jackets, Hoodies, and Cloaks. His main outfit consist of a long-sleeved shirt, black sweater, and a black jacket with warm in lining. He sometimes wears a tank-top or short sleeved shirt on extremely warm days. The jacket he wears have runes burned into the inside of them.
-Weapons-
He is a mage, so he doesn’t need weapons, he mostly uses spells or maybe an enchanted dagger.
-Backstory-
Alec was once a high demon of the court of Igsan, A beautiful Icy devil with a sadistic streak that made her powerful amongst Devils in her city. Igsan ruled her part of the city, the Frozen palace, with an iron fist and cruel passion of power. Alec ruled beneath her as a collector of sorts, he would drag down souls that she wanted for her city with no hesitation.
He was sent to the surface to bring down some souls when he met Imogen, a Red-haired female cleric to the domain of life. He followed her, wanting her soul to himself. She knew he was following her and grew worried of his presence. She soon would go insane because of his presence around her would commit suicide to free herself. He took her soul for himself and went back down to Igsan and gave her the souls she wanted so badly.
Igsan noticed the soul Alec was keeping for himself and grew full of rage, taking this as act of betrayal. She tortured him, sewing his eyes and mouth shut so he could not see any more souls that allured him to take them for himself. He grew subservient to Igsan and never failed her until another time arose.
He was collecting souls of the damned in the material realm, disguised as a human, in his human form he could see out of one eye for his job. He was luring some priest to commit unspeakable acts when a young girl came across his path. He had never seen such a pure soul, so full of kindness and purity. It made him sick, so bad that he wanted to claw out the eyes of the girl and stuff them in his own sockets just to see the world in a good light.
He followed her around and watched her from a distance. He would often come to her in dreams, disguised as a wolf with an owl’s head. One day, when she was sitting on the roof of her house, he showed himself to her. She was frightened and fell off the roof of her house, snapping her neck. He grinned with sick satisfaction that he would have such a pure soul at such a young age, but he was also sad, he admired her from a distance, the fact she always kept her soul clean was unfathomable to him.
He debated on taking this soul for himself and eventually did. Once again, he was punished by Igsan. This time the punishment was way worse and was beyond what all devils dared to fear about, he was stripped of everything he had and was turned mortal.
He was sent to the surface, body frozen in eternal ice that always made his skin cold. He realized what this meant and went mad for a short amount of time, 15 years. During this time, he learned magic and the crafts of the crazy cultists he once found so stupid. He tempted humans and drained them of their blood so he could have a taste of the evil aligned once more. He grew to be quiet, patient, and cold, trying to find some way to go back to his status in the Icy ring of hell.
-Personality-
Alec is cold and dislikes people. He will sometimes stray around the evil aligned but soon people will find those people gone. He never talks about his past and any body who knows his past is now a threat to him. He hangs around with animals such as dogs and owls. He dislikes hell hounds and prefers winter wolves. His own alignment isn’t necessarily evil, he is a chaotic neutral, due to his time around humans and pure souls. The only thing that keeps him teetering on the edge of being evil is the anger that brews inside of him, his anger is like the icy cold winds of the Frozen citadel, it never ends once it starts.
He loves to eat just pure raw meat and will be seen sometimes ripping it from the bones it came on. He sometimes hunts animals and eats them there on the spot. His hands are sometimes stained with blood because of this.
-notes-
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He catches it and walks into his room
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
Poppy casts gust of wind at it as best she can while being distracted
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
"Cause i don't wanna."
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
Zylna walks off.
*AAAAANNNNDDD CUT! Great scene everyone, ending it off like that was perfect!*
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
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He rests his head on top of hers and chuckles. "You are so convoluted about what you do and don't like."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
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galax is in the med ward, reading about curses
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
There's a trapdoor in the ceiling, with smoke slightly issuing from it.
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.
"Hm." Lily nods. "I'm going to get a room. Maybe I'll catch you later." And then Lily leaves to go upstairs.
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.)
Spawn is grumping under a tree.
Morbius is sharpening his swords again.
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.)
"Yes, and you like me anyways."
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 uses her mage hand to open it
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
Ares keeps poking walls
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The trapdoor seems to be in the floor of someone's room.
*What class is poppy?*
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.
shadow walks by
*description: a 6' person, cursed with the form of a nightwalker*
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
*Arcane trickster ;)*
Poppy climbs up into it
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
"Hey, quit it. For all you know, some nasty creature is in disguise and you just poked him in the eye. Anyway, we're here." He raises his lantern, and a small ruined pyramid, looking very similar to Tumbledown Temple from Fortnite, sprawls out inside the cave.
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.
It's Klei's room. It doesn't look very special, except there's a large haversack in one corner and a mini kitchenette near the trapdoor. The room is empty of people though, and it's very dark and smoky inside because the contents of one of the pots on the small stove is burnt.
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 do. Nothing will change that."
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.