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#27920 Mar 15, 2022
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Both of you find Morbius Bane sitting by a magical bon fire. He's singing a solemn tune in an ancient tongue that makes the flames dance and take the shapes of warriors fighting monsters of all sorts. If you're clever enough, you can tell this is a story, the fire reflecting the lyrics.

The raven crows slightly "This one could be useful, talk to him Stroth" it commanded. Stroth, against his own will, walked up to Morbius.

When you get close, the mirage disappears. There wasn't a fire and Morbius is gone, but the singing continues to ring throughout the forest like an ominous echo.

"Ah, Blast it" the Raven said and hopped off his shoulder "I was hoping to meet your friend". Stroth rolled his orange eyes "the world could do with a lot less people on it" he said and walked back to the tavern.

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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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Both of you find Morbius Bane sitting by a magical bon fire. He's singing a solemn tune in an ancient tongue that makes the flames dance and take the shapes of warriors fighting monsters of all sorts. If you're clever enough, you can tell this is a story, the fire reflecting the lyrics.

The raven crows slightly "This one could be useful, talk to him Stroth" it commanded. Stroth, against his own will, walked up to Morbius.

When you get close, the mirage disappears. There wasn't a fire and Morbius is gone, but the singing continues to ring throughout the forest like an ominous echo.

"Ah, Blast it" the Raven said and hopped off his shoulder "I was hoping to meet your friend". Stroth rolled his orange eyes "the world could do with a lot less people on it" he said and walked back to the tavern.

Zylna continues following, her mind wandering back to how the fire looked.

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#27922 Mar 15, 2022
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Lily is gathering her things, polishing a very nice looking rifle.

Theren walks over to her his boots slightly dirty.

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*Sure!*

"Um...Hello." Lily says awkwardly, not entirely sure how to react to a stranger walking up to her just to stare at her.

Theren sits down and says, "Hello. My names Theren."

Theren is a 5'9" half-elf with black hair. He wears all dark green clothing with a brown cloak. His boots are usually caked in mud from being in the woods. There is a bow on his back and a shortsword on his hip.

"I'm Sergeant Hollows." Lily nods her head. "What's you deal?" She raises an eyebrow.

"I'm just a ranger who doesn't like staying in one place for too long, but this place is pretty nice. What about you?"

"I..." Lily goes quiet for a few moments, looking a bit stunned before shaking the anxious feelings away. "...don't really want to talk about it. But I need to get back."

Theren has a look of concern on his face. "You alright?"

"No. But I'll manage." Lily says, going back to her old self.

*Roll for Insight.*

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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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Both of you find Morbius Bane sitting by a magical bon fire. He's singing a solemn tune in an ancient tongue that makes the flames dance and take the shapes of warriors fighting monsters of all sorts. If you're clever enough, you can tell this is a story, the fire reflecting the lyrics.

The raven crows slightly "This one could be useful, talk to him Stroth" it commanded. Stroth, against his own will, walked up to Morbius.

When you get close, the mirage disappears. There wasn't a fire and Morbius is gone, but the singing continues to ring throughout the forest like an ominous echo.

"Ah, Blast it" the Raven said and hopped off his shoulder "I was hoping to meet your friend". Stroth rolled his orange eyes "the world could do with a lot less people on it" he said and walked back to the tavern.

Zylna continues following, her mind wandering back to how the fire looked.

From seemingly nowhere, a floating blade holds itself at Stroth's throat.

Morbius emerges from the shadows. "Who's the bird?"

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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.)
#27924 Mar 15, 2022
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Poppy is talking to the ring, now in the main room instead of the hatched room

Azazel is wrapping his hand in a bandage, blood starting to stain the bandage, "Freaking forest...."

Avery is out in the rain, sitting on a box to stay out of the mud

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Both of you find Morbius Bane sitting by a magical bon fire. He's singing a solemn tune in an ancient tongue that makes the flames dance and take the shapes of warriors fighting monsters of all sorts. If you're clever enough, you can tell this is a story, the fire reflecting the lyrics.

The raven crows slightly "This one could be useful, talk to him Stroth" it commanded. Stroth, against his own will, walked up to Morbius.

When you get close, the mirage disappears. There wasn't a fire and Morbius is gone, but the singing continues to ring throughout the forest like an ominous echo.

"Ah, Blast it" the Raven said and hopped off his shoulder "I was hoping to meet your friend". Stroth rolled his orange eyes "the world could do with a lot less people on it" he said and walked back to the tavern.

Zylna continues following, her mind wandering back to how the fire looked.

From seemingly nowhere, a floating blade holds itself at Stroth's throat.

Morbius emerges from the shadows. "Who's the bird?"

Zylna chuckles. "Oh, it's you again. Hey, what was with the fire?"

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#27926 Mar 15, 2022
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Both of you find Morbius Bane sitting by a magical bon fire. He's singing a solemn tune in an ancient tongue that makes the flames dance and take the shapes of warriors fighting monsters of all sorts. If you're clever enough, you can tell this is a story, the fire reflecting the lyrics.

The raven crows slightly "This one could be useful, talk to him Stroth" it commanded. Stroth, against his own will, walked up to Morbius.

When you get close, the mirage disappears. There wasn't a fire and Morbius is gone, but the singing continues to ring throughout the forest like an ominous echo.

"Ah, Blast it" the Raven said and hopped off his shoulder "I was hoping to meet your friend". Stroth rolled his orange eyes "the world could do with a lot less people on it" he said and walked back to the tavern.

Zylna continues following, her mind wandering back to how the fire looked.

From seemingly nowhere, a floating blade holds itself at Stroth's throat.

Morbius emerges from the shadows. "Who's the bird?"

Stroth chuckled "There he is" he said and looked at the raven "Mavwall" he said. He flicked his own wrist, a small dagger slide out of his sleeve and into his palm.

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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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Both of you find Morbius Bane sitting by a magical bon fire. He's singing a solemn tune in an ancient tongue that makes the flames dance and take the shapes of warriors fighting monsters of all sorts. If you're clever enough, you can tell this is a story, the fire reflecting the lyrics.

The raven crows slightly "This one could be useful, talk to him Stroth" it commanded. Stroth, against his own will, walked up to Morbius.

When you get close, the mirage disappears. There wasn't a fire and Morbius is gone, but the singing continues to ring throughout the forest like an ominous echo.

"Ah, Blast it" the Raven said and hopped off his shoulder "I was hoping to meet your friend". Stroth rolled his orange eyes "the world could do with a lot less people on it" he said and walked back to the tavern.

Zylna continues following, her mind wandering back to how the fire looked.

Stroth watched her "You like fire?" he questioned

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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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Both of you find Morbius Bane sitting by a magical bon fire. He's singing a solemn tune in an ancient tongue that makes the flames dance and take the shapes of warriors fighting monsters of all sorts. If you're clever enough, you can tell this is a story, the fire reflecting the lyrics.

The raven crows slightly "This one could be useful, talk to him Stroth" it commanded. Stroth, against his own will, walked up to Morbius.

When you get close, the mirage disappears. There wasn't a fire and Morbius is gone, but the singing continues to ring throughout the forest like an ominous echo.

"Ah, Blast it" the Raven said and hopped off his shoulder "I was hoping to meet your friend". Stroth rolled his orange eyes "the world could do with a lot less people on it" he said and walked back to the tavern.

Zylna continues following, her mind wandering back to how the fire looked.

Stroth watched her "You like fire?" he questioned

"Meh. I was interested in how his fire looked."

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Lily is gathering her things, polishing a very nice looking rifle.

Theren walks over to her his boots slightly dirty.

*Need a description?*

*Sure!*

"Um...Hello." Lily says awkwardly, not entirely sure how to react to a stranger walking up to her just to stare at her.

Theren sits down and says, "Hello. My names Theren."

Theren is a 5'9" half-elf with black hair. He wears all dark green clothing with a brown cloak. His boots are usually caked in mud from being in the woods. There is a bow on his back and a shortsword on his hip.

"I'm Sergeant Hollows." Lily nods her head. "What's you deal?" She raises an eyebrow.

"I'm just a ranger who doesn't like staying in one place for too long, but this place is pretty nice. What about you?"

"I..." Lily goes quiet for a few moments, looking a bit stunned before shaking the anxious feelings away. "...don't really want to talk about it. But I need to get back."

Theren has a look of concern on his face. "You alright?"

"No. But I'll manage." Lily says, going back to her old self.

*Roll for Insight.*

Insight: 5

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Both of you find Morbius Bane sitting by a magical bon fire. He's singing a solemn tune in an ancient tongue that makes the flames dance and take the shapes of warriors fighting monsters of all sorts. If you're clever enough, you can tell this is a story, the fire reflecting the lyrics.

The raven crows slightly "This one could be useful, talk to him Stroth" it commanded. Stroth, against his own will, walked up to Morbius.

When you get close, the mirage disappears. There wasn't a fire and Morbius is gone, but the singing continues to ring throughout the forest like an ominous echo.

"Ah, Blast it" the Raven said and hopped off his shoulder "I was hoping to meet your friend". Stroth rolled his orange eyes "the world could do with a lot less people on it" he said and walked back to the tavern.

Zylna continues following, her mind wandering back to how the fire looked.

From seemingly nowhere, a floating blade holds itself at Stroth's throat.

Morbius emerges from the shadows. "Who's the bird?"

Stroth chuckled "There he is" he said and looked at the raven "Mavwall" he said. He flicked his own wrist, a small dagger slide out of his sleeve and into his palm.

Morbius stands at the ready. The adamantine longsword stays poised on Stroth's throat while Morbius draws another sword. This one has a crest on the hilt that looks like a dragon's head eating a sun.

"Get rid of it. Or I will."

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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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Poppy is talking to the ring, now in the main room instead of the hatched room

Azazel is wrapping his hand in a bandage, blood starting to stain the bandage, "Freaking forest...."

Avery is out in the rain, sitting on a box to stay out of the mud

Spawn appears next to Azazel. "What did you do to my forest?"

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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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Lily is gathering her things, polishing a very nice looking rifle.

Theren walks over to her his boots slightly dirty.

*Need a description?*

*Sure!*

"Um...Hello." Lily says awkwardly, not entirely sure how to react to a stranger walking up to her just to stare at her.

Theren sits down and says, "Hello. My names Theren."

Theren is a 5'9" half-elf with black hair. He wears all dark green clothing with a brown cloak. His boots are usually caked in mud from being in the woods. There is a bow on his back and a shortsword on his hip.

"I'm Sergeant Hollows." Lily nods her head. "What's you deal?" She raises an eyebrow.

"I'm just a ranger who doesn't like staying in one place for too long, but this place is pretty nice. What about you?"

"I..." Lily goes quiet for a few moments, looking a bit stunned before shaking the anxious feelings away. "...don't really want to talk about it. But I need to get back."

Theren has a look of concern on his face. "You alright?"

"No. But I'll manage." Lily says, going back to her old self.

*Roll for Insight.*

Insight: 5

He doesn't notice anything.

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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.)
#27933 Mar 15, 2022
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Both of you find Morbius Bane sitting by a magical bon fire. He's singing a solemn tune in an ancient tongue that makes the flames dance and take the shapes of warriors fighting monsters of all sorts. If you're clever enough, you can tell this is a story, the fire reflecting the lyrics.

The raven crows slightly "This one could be useful, talk to him Stroth" it commanded. Stroth, against his own will, walked up to Morbius.

When you get close, the mirage disappears. There wasn't a fire and Morbius is gone, but the singing continues to ring throughout the forest like an ominous echo.

"Ah, Blast it" the Raven said and hopped off his shoulder "I was hoping to meet your friend". Stroth rolled his orange eyes "the world could do with a lot less people on it" he said and walked back to the tavern.

Zylna continues following, her mind wandering back to how the fire looked.

From seemingly nowhere, a floating blade holds itself at Stroth's throat.

Morbius emerges from the shadows. "Who's the bird?"

Stroth chuckled "There he is" he said and looked at the raven "Mavwall" he said. He flicked his own wrist, a small dagger slide out of his sleeve and into his palm.

Morbius stands at the ready. The adamantine longsword stays poised on Stroth's throat while Morbius draws another sword. This one has a crest on the hilt that looks like a dragon's head eating a sun.

"Get rid of it. Or I will."

"And i suggest you remove that thing from my throat before something terrible happens" he said.

*Investigation and preception roll please*

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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
#27934 Mar 15, 2022
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Both of you find Morbius Bane sitting by a magical bon fire. He's singing a solemn tune in an ancient tongue that makes the flames dance and take the shapes of warriors fighting monsters of all sorts. If you're clever enough, you can tell this is a story, the fire reflecting the lyrics.

The raven crows slightly "This one could be useful, talk to him Stroth" it commanded. Stroth, against his own will, walked up to Morbius.

When you get close, the mirage disappears. There wasn't a fire and Morbius is gone, but the singing continues to ring throughout the forest like an ominous echo.

"Ah, Blast it" the Raven said and hopped off his shoulder "I was hoping to meet your friend". Stroth rolled his orange eyes "the world could do with a lot less people on it" he said and walked back to the tavern.

Zylna continues following, her mind wandering back to how the fire looked.

From seemingly nowhere, a floating blade holds itself at Stroth's throat.

Morbius emerges from the shadows. "Who's the bird?"

Zylna chuckles. "Oh, it's you again. Hey, what was with the fire?"

She walks up to his leg and starts poking it. "Hey, I'm talking to you. What was with the fire and the song?"

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Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn

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I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
#27935 Mar 15, 2022
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Both of you find Morbius Bane sitting by a magical bon fire. He's singing a solemn tune in an ancient tongue that makes the flames dance and take the shapes of warriors fighting monsters of all sorts. If you're clever enough, you can tell this is a story, the fire reflecting the lyrics.

The raven crows slightly "This one could be useful, talk to him Stroth" it commanded. Stroth, against his own will, walked up to Morbius.

When you get close, the mirage disappears. There wasn't a fire and Morbius is gone, but the singing continues to ring throughout the forest like an ominous echo.

"Ah, Blast it" the Raven said and hopped off his shoulder "I was hoping to meet your friend". Stroth rolled his orange eyes "the world could do with a lot less people on it" he said and walked back to the tavern.

Zylna continues following, her mind wandering back to how the fire looked.

From seemingly nowhere, a floating blade holds itself at Stroth's throat.

Morbius emerges from the shadows. "Who's the bird?"

Stroth chuckled "There he is" he said and looked at the raven "Mavwall" he said. He flicked his own wrist, a small dagger slide out of his sleeve and into his palm.

Morbius stands at the ready. The adamantine longsword stays poised on Stroth's throat while Morbius draws another sword. This one has a crest on the hilt that looks like a dragon's head eating a sun.

"Get rid of it. Or I will."

"And i suggest you remove that thing from my throat before something terrible happens" he said.

*Investigation and preception roll please*

*Inves: 18 Percp: 14*

"No." Morbius says simply. "No, I don't think I will. Not until you get rid of the bird."

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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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#27936 Mar 15, 2022
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*Gooood morning! Its raining where i am, and i love it :D*

Poppy is talking to the ring, now in the main room instead of the hatched room

Azazel is wrapping his hand in a bandage, blood starting to stain the bandage, "Freaking forest...."

Avery is out in the rain, sitting on a box to stay out of the mud

Spawn appears next to Azazel. "What did you do to my forest?"

"First, its not your forest. Second, i didn't do anything. Something sharp was stuck in the ground, and i fell."

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I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn

Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.

Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story

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#27937 Mar 15, 2022
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Both of you find Morbius Bane sitting by a magical bon fire. He's singing a solemn tune in an ancient tongue that makes the flames dance and take the shapes of warriors fighting monsters of all sorts. If you're clever enough, you can tell this is a story, the fire reflecting the lyrics.

The raven crows slightly "This one could be useful, talk to him Stroth" it commanded. Stroth, against his own will, walked up to Morbius.

When you get close, the mirage disappears. There wasn't a fire and Morbius is gone, but the singing continues to ring throughout the forest like an ominous echo.

"Ah, Blast it" the Raven said and hopped off his shoulder "I was hoping to meet your friend". Stroth rolled his orange eyes "the world could do with a lot less people on it" he said and walked back to the tavern.

Zylna continues following, her mind wandering back to how the fire looked.

From seemingly nowhere, a floating blade holds itself at Stroth's throat.

Morbius emerges from the shadows. "Who's the bird?"

Zylna chuckles. "Oh, it's you again. Hey, what was with the fire?"

She walks up to his leg and starts poking it. "Hey, I'm talking to you. What was with the fire and the song?"

"Simple illusion. Now get out of here. You aren't marked for the hunt."

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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.)
#27938 Mar 15, 2022
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Both of you find Morbius Bane sitting by a magical bon fire. He's singing a solemn tune in an ancient tongue that makes the flames dance and take the shapes of warriors fighting monsters of all sorts. If you're clever enough, you can tell this is a story, the fire reflecting the lyrics.

The raven crows slightly "This one could be useful, talk to him Stroth" it commanded. Stroth, against his own will, walked up to Morbius.

When you get close, the mirage disappears. There wasn't a fire and Morbius is gone, but the singing continues to ring throughout the forest like an ominous echo.

"Ah, Blast it" the Raven said and hopped off his shoulder "I was hoping to meet your friend". Stroth rolled his orange eyes "the world could do with a lot less people on it" he said and walked back to the tavern.

Zylna continues following, her mind wandering back to how the fire looked.

From seemingly nowhere, a floating blade holds itself at Stroth's throat.

Morbius emerges from the shadows. "Who's the bird?"

Stroth chuckled "There he is" he said and looked at the raven "Mavwall" he said. He flicked his own wrist, a small dagger slide out of his sleeve and into his palm.

Morbius stands at the ready. The adamantine longsword stays poised on Stroth's throat while Morbius draws another sword. This one has a crest on the hilt that looks like a dragon's head eating a sun.

"Get rid of it. Or I will."

"And i suggest you remove that thing from my throat before something terrible happens" he said.

*Investigation and preception roll please*

*Inves: 20 Percp: 30*

"No." Morbius says simply. "No, I don't think I will. Not until you get rid of the bird."

He notices that the Raven is gone suddenly. He also notices faint glowing veins on the inside of Stroths neck and the inside palm of his hands, similar to the flower earlier. he chuckles to himself "It seems he is already gone".

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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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*Gooood morning! Its raining where i am, and i love it :D*

Poppy is talking to the ring, now in the main room instead of the hatched room

Azazel is wrapping his hand in a bandage, blood starting to stain the bandage, "Freaking forest...."

Avery is out in the rain, sitting on a box to stay out of the mud

Spawn appears next to Azazel. "What did you do to my forest?"

"First, its not your forest. Second, i didn't do anything. Something sharp was stuck in the ground, and i fell."

"It's my forest." Spawn makes a short gesture to a kit-bashed sign that says SPAWN'S FOREST in rugged red letters.

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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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