Zylna is pickpocketing someone to get something to eat.
Wolfe is playing some music.
Ettor is sitting by the fire.
Stroth is downstairs, he is mixing quite a bit of chemicals together is multiple vials. a small petri dish of crush black pearl was in his hand. The raven was reading off instructions to him.
Adder is upstairs with azazel, he is talking with them.
Lawrence was brainstorming and making a stupid idea.
Upon not having any luck, either because someone didn't have any money, or she was noticed, Zylna made her way downstairs.
Stroth was too caught up his work. His orange eyes sizzled with intensity that he was going to finish this one project in the line of many.
She looked around for a bit before sitting down somewhere.
He looks at her "What has you in a bad mood my friend". he now held wjhat looked like a glass orb, a glowing essence was moving inside of it.
"I'm hungry. Also, when did you start calling me friend?"
"Then go and get some food" he said and smiled a bit "and why you ask? do you want me to call you something entirely different". He sat the glass orb down, the essence began moving frantically a bit. He pulled out a syringe with black thick fluid in it and injected the orb with it. Soon the entire orb and the essence inside were drowned in darkness.
"I can't just 'go get' some food, I don't have money. I ask because not even a couple hours ago you were extremely annoyed by my presence alone."
"you can thank the flowers for that" he said and swished the orb a bit "It relays my emotions so they are suppressed behind a wall of numbness. Emotions must not cloud logic after all" he explained.
"You're weird now."
He shrugged "Everyone is weird from time to time, The suppressant wears off after a few days so ill be back soon enough"
"I just remembered. What's your name?"
He rolls his eyes but his face remains neutral "Its Stroth, Stroth Ashaf Blackwood" he said.
"Stroth? Nuh-uh, I'm calling you Blackwood. Much better."
He rubbed the bridge of his nose "Fine then" he said and shook the orb again. The essence inside was no more that a slimy trail of sludge.
"Whatcha makin?"
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Zylna is pickpocketing someone to get something to eat.
Wolfe is playing some music.
Ettor is sitting by the fire.
Stroth is downstairs, he is mixing quite a bit of chemicals together is multiple vials. a small petri dish of crush black pearl was in his hand. The raven was reading off instructions to him.
Adder is upstairs with azazel, he is talking with them.
Lawrence was brainstorming and making a stupid idea.
Upon not having any luck, either because someone didn't have any money, or she was noticed, Zylna made her way downstairs.
Stroth was too caught up his work. His orange eyes sizzled with intensity that he was going to finish this one project in the line of many.
She looked around for a bit before sitting down somewhere.
He looks at her "What has you in a bad mood my friend". he now held wjhat looked like a glass orb, a glowing essence was moving inside of it.
"I'm hungry. Also, when did you start calling me friend?"
"Then go and get some food" he said and smiled a bit "and why you ask? do you want me to call you something entirely different". He sat the glass orb down, the essence began moving frantically a bit. He pulled out a syringe with black thick fluid in it and injected the orb with it. Soon the entire orb and the essence inside were drowned in darkness.
"I can't just 'go get' some food, I don't have money. I ask because not even a couple hours ago you were extremely annoyed by my presence alone."
"you can thank the flowers for that" he said and swished the orb a bit "It relays my emotions so they are suppressed behind a wall of numbness. Emotions must not cloud logic after all" he explained.
"You're weird now."
He shrugged "Everyone is weird from time to time, The suppressant wears off after a few days so ill be back soon enough"
"I just remembered. What's your name?"
He rolls his eyes but his face remains neutral "Its Stroth, Stroth Ashaf Blackwood" he said.
"Stroth? Nuh-uh, I'm calling you Blackwood. Much better."
He rubbed the bridge of his nose "Fine then" he said and shook the orb again. The essence inside was no more that a slimy trail of sludge.
"Whatcha makin?"
"Full restoration potion" he grumbled, clearly a little annoyed at his experiment dying.
Zylna is pickpocketing someone to get something to eat.
Wolfe is playing some music.
Ettor is sitting by the fire.
Stroth is downstairs, he is mixing quite a bit of chemicals together is multiple vials. a small petri dish of crush black pearl was in his hand. The raven was reading off instructions to him.
Adder is upstairs with azazel, he is talking with them.
Lawrence was brainstorming and making a stupid idea.
Upon not having any luck, either because someone didn't have any money, or she was noticed, Zylna made her way downstairs.
Stroth was too caught up his work. His orange eyes sizzled with intensity that he was going to finish this one project in the line of many.
She looked around for a bit before sitting down somewhere.
He looks at her "What has you in a bad mood my friend". he now held wjhat looked like a glass orb, a glowing essence was moving inside of it.
"I'm hungry. Also, when did you start calling me friend?"
"Then go and get some food" he said and smiled a bit "and why you ask? do you want me to call you something entirely different". He sat the glass orb down, the essence began moving frantically a bit. He pulled out a syringe with black thick fluid in it and injected the orb with it. Soon the entire orb and the essence inside were drowned in darkness.
"I can't just 'go get' some food, I don't have money. I ask because not even a couple hours ago you were extremely annoyed by my presence alone."
"you can thank the flowers for that" he said and swished the orb a bit "It relays my emotions so they are suppressed behind a wall of numbness. Emotions must not cloud logic after all" he explained.
"You're weird now."
He shrugged "Everyone is weird from time to time, The suppressant wears off after a few days so ill be back soon enough"
"I just remembered. What's your name?"
He rolls his eyes but his face remains neutral "Its Stroth, Stroth Ashaf Blackwood" he said.
"Stroth? Nuh-uh, I'm calling you Blackwood. Much better."
He rubbed the bridge of his nose "Fine then" he said and shook the orb again. The essence inside was no more that a slimy trail of sludge.
"Whatcha makin?"
"Full restoration potion" he grumbled, clearly a little annoyed at his experiment dying.
"What happened?"
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"Im always warm" he said and smiled. "Your the kind of warm i like tho"
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
shadow waves
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
Avery is singing o the roof, enjoying the rain
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
*Isnert things a sleeping person does cuz I ran out.*
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"Whatcha makin?"
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.
"I like your warm too."
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 pulls out a pen, drawing on ettor's face
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
*Me: *Doesnt like gods**
*Also me: HERMES AND APOLLO.*
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
From below a female voice with Russian accent speaks up, "Who's singing? Wait can sirens come to land if it rains?"
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
The elf looks away quickly not trusting anyone
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Ettor lifts a hand to sleepily wave it off.
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shadow shrugs and starts makeing figures with smoke
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
"Full restoration potion" he grumbled, clearly a little annoyed at his experiment dying.
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 chuckles and squeezes him
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 ignores this, drawing a mustache in pink on him, then a monacle
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
"Mmmm, you're squeezing a might hard." Azazel says, poking adder's face
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
The elf walks over to him and sits down cautiously. "H-how are you doing that?"
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"What happened?"
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"Its because i wanted to soak up all the azazel-ly goodness" he explained and loosened up a bit
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
"There are other ways to do that," Azazel says
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