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#29625 Mar 18, 2022

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shadow is sitting at the bar, drinking coffee

galax is writing a story

Kharrashim (my red dragonborn ranger, remember him?) walks over to Galax. "Galax! How long has it been?" He says cheerfully, sitting down near Galax. "Whatcha writing?"

*i think i remember him*

"its been awhile, as for what im wrighting, its a short story that probably will not be short"

*heres what it says, no relation to the city of white water thread*

Whitewater was burning. It was early morning, and flames whipped around the village square. Doors banged open, and villagers shouted, trying to form a bucket brigade to put out the fire. In all the chaos, no one noticed three figures throwing something onto the backs of one of the horses and fleeing into the night.

The next morning, Donaar walked out of his small house on the outskirts of the town. smelling smoke in the air, he runs towards the center of town, only pausing to grab his battleax. Donnar breaks into a run, the ground crunching under his feet. As he turns the corner he crashes into someone, toppling both of them to the ground. As he gets up, Donnar offers his hand towards the figure.

“Sorry about that” he says rather sheepishly, offering a hand towards the figure.

“It's fine” the figure replies, as they stand up they take off their hood and Donnar immediately recognizes them as an elf “my name is Aramil, what's yours?” he says. Offering a hand to Donnar.

“I am Donnar, I live on the outskirts of town, '' he says, shaking Aramils hand. “I smelled smoke in the air, and I was going to go ask what happened.” Aramil looks shocked at this “have you not heard? Some bandits kidnapped the son of the mayor, and then set the village square on fire!”

"Very interesting. Is this a true story?"

"No, just something that im working on, writing is one of my hobbies"

"Hm, dragonborn rarely make up stories. We're more of a militaristic people. How have you been while I've been away? I hear there was a battle to write home about!"

"it was just someone with an overconfident ego, the most dangerous thing was a ghoul, but there where only two of them"

"Don't sound too tough. The overconfident often are the first to fall in battle. Guess that would count me and Eltu..." Kharrashim is silent for a while, staring into space.

"whos Eltu?"

"My friend. He... he died. In the fire giants' forge."

galax is silent for a moment "im sorry"

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#29626 Mar 18, 2022

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shadow is sitting at the bar, drinking coffee

galax is writing a story

Kharrashim (my red dragonborn ranger, remember him?) walks over to Galax. "Galax! How long has it been?" He says cheerfully, sitting down near Galax. "Whatcha writing?"

*i think i remember him*

"its been awhile, as for what im wrighting, its a short story that probably will not be short"

*heres what it says, no relation to the city of white water thread*

Whitewater was burning. It was early morning, and flames whipped around the village square. Doors banged open, and villagers shouted, trying to form a bucket brigade to put out the fire. In all the chaos, no one noticed three figures throwing something onto the backs of one of the horses and fleeing into the night.

The next morning, Donaar walked out of his small house on the outskirts of the town. smelling smoke in the air, he runs towards the center of town, only pausing to grab his battleax. Donnar breaks into a run, the ground crunching under his feet. As he turns the corner he crashes into someone, toppling both of them to the ground. As he gets up, Donnar offers his hand towards the figure.

“Sorry about that” he says rather sheepishly, offering a hand towards the figure.

“It's fine” the figure replies, as they stand up they take off their hood and Donnar immediately recognizes them as an elf “my name is Aramil, what's yours?” he says. Offering a hand to Donnar.

“I am Donnar, I live on the outskirts of town, '' he says, shaking Aramils hand. “I smelled smoke in the air, and I was going to go ask what happened.” Aramil looks shocked at this “have you not heard? Some bandits kidnapped the son of the mayor, and then set the village square on fire!”

"Very interesting. Is this a true story?"

"No, just something that im working on, writing is one of my hobbies"

"Hm, dragonborn rarely make up stories. We're more of a militaristic people. How have you been while I've been away? I hear there was a battle to write home about!"

"it was just someone with an overconfident ego, the most dangerous thing was a ghoul, but there where only two of them"

"Don't sound too tough. The overconfident often are the first to fall in battle. Guess that would count me and Eltu..." Kharrashim is silent for a while, staring into space.

"whos Eltu?"

"My friend. He... he died. In the fire giants' forge."

galax is silent for a moment "im sorry"

"It's... it's alright. Sadness won't bring anyone back, I can only hope the gods bring his soul to a gentle rest."

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!

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#29627 Mar 18, 2022

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shadow is sitting at the bar, drinking coffee

galax is writing a story

Kharrashim (my red dragonborn ranger, remember him?) walks over to Galax. "Galax! How long has it been?" He says cheerfully, sitting down near Galax. "Whatcha writing?"

*i think i remember him*

"its been awhile, as for what im wrighting, its a short story that probably will not be short"

*heres what it says, no relation to the city of white water thread*

Whitewater was burning. It was early morning, and flames whipped around the village square. Doors banged open, and villagers shouted, trying to form a bucket brigade to put out the fire. In all the chaos, no one noticed three figures throwing something onto the backs of one of the horses and fleeing into the night.

The next morning, Donaar walked out of his small house on the outskirts of the town. smelling smoke in the air, he runs towards the center of town, only pausing to grab his battleax. Donnar breaks into a run, the ground crunching under his feet. As he turns the corner he crashes into someone, toppling both of them to the ground. As he gets up, Donnar offers his hand towards the figure.

“Sorry about that” he says rather sheepishly, offering a hand towards the figure.

“It's fine” the figure replies, as they stand up they take off their hood and Donnar immediately recognizes them as an elf “my name is Aramil, what's yours?” he says. Offering a hand to Donnar.

“I am Donnar, I live on the outskirts of town, '' he says, shaking Aramils hand. “I smelled smoke in the air, and I was going to go ask what happened.” Aramil looks shocked at this “have you not heard? Some bandits kidnapped the son of the mayor, and then set the village square on fire!”

"Very interesting. Is this a true story?"

"No, just something that im working on, writing is one of my hobbies"

"Hm, dragonborn rarely make up stories. We're more of a militaristic people. How have you been while I've been away? I hear there was a battle to write home about!"

"it was just someone with an overconfident ego, the most dangerous thing was a ghoul, but there where only two of them"

"Don't sound too tough. The overconfident often are the first to fall in battle. Guess that would count me and Eltu..." Kharrashim is silent for a while, staring into space.

"whos Eltu?"

"My friend. He... he died. In the fire giants' forge."

galax is silent for a moment "im sorry"

"It's... it's alright. Sadness won't bring anyone back, I can only hope the gods bring his soul to a gentle rest."

galax stays silent

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#29628 Mar 18, 2022

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#29629 Mar 18, 2022

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Samuel is reading in the rafters.

Spawn is brooding.

Morbius is tired.

galax is writing is a story

shadow is drinking

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#29630 Mar 18, 2022

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shadow is sitting at the bar, drinking coffee

galax is writing a story

Kharrashim (my red dragonborn ranger, remember him?) walks over to Galax. "Galax! How long has it been?" He says cheerfully, sitting down near Galax. "Whatcha writing?"

*i think i remember him*

"its been awhile, as for what im wrighting, its a short story that probably will not be short"

*heres what it says, no relation to the city of white water thread*

Whitewater was burning. It was early morning, and flames whipped around the village square. Doors banged open, and villagers shouted, trying to form a bucket brigade to put out the fire. In all the chaos, no one noticed three figures throwing something onto the backs of one of the horses and fleeing into the night.

The next morning, Donaar walked out of his small house on the outskirts of the town. smelling smoke in the air, he runs towards the center of town, only pausing to grab his battleax. Donnar breaks into a run, the ground crunching under his feet. As he turns the corner he crashes into someone, toppling both of them to the ground. As he gets up, Donnar offers his hand towards the figure.

“Sorry about that” he says rather sheepishly, offering a hand towards the figure.

“It's fine” the figure replies, as they stand up they take off their hood and Donnar immediately recognizes them as an elf “my name is Aramil, what's yours?” he says. Offering a hand to Donnar.

“I am Donnar, I live on the outskirts of town, '' he says, shaking Aramils hand. “I smelled smoke in the air, and I was going to go ask what happened.” Aramil looks shocked at this “have you not heard? Some bandits kidnapped the son of the mayor, and then set the village square on fire!”

"Very interesting. Is this a true story?"

"No, just something that im working on, writing is one of my hobbies"

"Hm, dragonborn rarely make up stories. We're more of a militaristic people. How have you been while I've been away? I hear there was a battle to write home about!"

"it was just someone with an overconfident ego, the most dangerous thing was a ghoul, but there where only two of them"

"Don't sound too tough. The overconfident often are the first to fall in battle. Guess that would count me and Eltu..." Kharrashim is silent for a while, staring into space.

"whos Eltu?"

"My friend. He... he died. In the fire giants' forge."

galax is silent for a moment "im sorry"

"It's... it's alright. Sadness won't bring anyone back, I can only hope the gods bring his soul to a gentle rest."

galax stays silent

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#29631 Mar 18, 2022

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shadow is sitting at the bar, drinking coffee

galax is writing a story

Kharrashim (my red dragonborn ranger, remember him?) walks over to Galax. "Galax! How long has it been?" He says cheerfully, sitting down near Galax. "Whatcha writing?"

*i think i remember him*

"its been awhile, as for what im wrighting, its a short story that probably will not be short"

*heres what it says, no relation to the city of white water thread*

Whitewater was burning. It was early morning, and flames whipped around the village square. Doors banged open, and villagers shouted, trying to form a bucket brigade to put out the fire. In all the chaos, no one noticed three figures throwing something onto the backs of one of the horses and fleeing into the night.

The next morning, Donaar walked out of his small house on the outskirts of the town. smelling smoke in the air, he runs towards the center of town, only pausing to grab his battleax. Donnar breaks into a run, the ground crunching under his feet. As he turns the corner he crashes into someone, toppling both of them to the ground. As he gets up, Donnar offers his hand towards the figure.

“Sorry about that” he says rather sheepishly, offering a hand towards the figure.

“It's fine” the figure replies, as they stand up they take off their hood and Donnar immediately recognizes them as an elf “my name is Aramil, what's yours?” he says. Offering a hand to Donnar.

“I am Donnar, I live on the outskirts of town, '' he says, shaking Aramils hand. “I smelled smoke in the air, and I was going to go ask what happened.” Aramil looks shocked at this “have you not heard? Some bandits kidnapped the son of the mayor, and then set the village square on fire!”

"Very interesting. Is this a true story?"

"No, just something that im working on, writing is one of my hobbies"

"Hm, dragonborn rarely make up stories. We're more of a militaristic people. How have you been while I've been away? I hear there was a battle to write home about!"

"it was just someone with an overconfident ego, the most dangerous thing was a ghoul, but there where only two of them"

"Don't sound too tough. The overconfident often are the first to fall in battle. Guess that would count me and Eltu..." Kharrashim is silent for a while, staring into space.

"whos Eltu?"

"My friend. He... he died. In the fire giants' forge."

galax is silent for a moment "im sorry"

"It's... it's alright. Sadness won't bring anyone back, I can only hope the gods bring his soul to a gentle rest."

galax stays silent

"Well, it's better to remember one's friends as they are in our hearts, not as they are now. Have you done anything cool while I was away?"

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.

#29632 Mar 18, 2022

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shadow is sitting at the bar, drinking coffee

galax is writing a story

Kharrashim (my red dragonborn ranger, remember him?) walks over to Galax. "Galax! How long has it been?" He says cheerfully, sitting down near Galax. "Whatcha writing?"

*i think i remember him*

"its been awhile, as for what im wrighting, its a short story that probably will not be short"

*heres what it says, no relation to the city of white water thread*

Whitewater was burning. It was early morning, and flames whipped around the village square. Doors banged open, and villagers shouted, trying to form a bucket brigade to put out the fire. In all the chaos, no one noticed three figures throwing something onto the backs of one of the horses and fleeing into the night.

The next morning, Donaar walked out of his small house on the outskirts of the town. smelling smoke in the air, he runs towards the center of town, only pausing to grab his battleax. Donnar breaks into a run, the ground crunching under his feet. As he turns the corner he crashes into someone, toppling both of them to the ground. As he gets up, Donnar offers his hand towards the figure.

“Sorry about that” he says rather sheepishly, offering a hand towards the figure.

“It's fine” the figure replies, as they stand up they take off their hood and Donnar immediately recognizes them as an elf “my name is Aramil, what's yours?” he says. Offering a hand to Donnar.

“I am Donnar, I live on the outskirts of town, '' he says, shaking Aramils hand. “I smelled smoke in the air, and I was going to go ask what happened.” Aramil looks shocked at this “have you not heard? Some bandits kidnapped the son of the mayor, and then set the village square on fire!”

"Very interesting. Is this a true story?"

"No, just something that im working on, writing is one of my hobbies"

"Hm, dragonborn rarely make up stories. We're more of a militaristic people. How have you been while I've been away? I hear there was a battle to write home about!"

"it was just someone with an overconfident ego, the most dangerous thing was a ghoul, but there where only two of them"

"Don't sound too tough. The overconfident often are the first to fall in battle. Guess that would count me and Eltu..." Kharrashim is silent for a while, staring into space.

"whos Eltu?"

"My friend. He... he died. In the fire giants' forge."

galax is silent for a moment "im sorry"

"It's... it's alright. Sadness won't bring anyone back, I can only hope the gods bring his soul to a gentle rest."

galax stays silent

"Well, it's better to remember one's friends as they are in our hearts, not as they are now. Have you done anything cool while I was away?"

"i started a med ward, thats about it"

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#29633 Mar 18, 2022

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shadow is sitting at the bar, drinking coffee

galax is writing a story

Kharrashim (my red dragonborn ranger, remember him?) walks over to Galax. "Galax! How long has it been?" He says cheerfully, sitting down near Galax. "Whatcha writing?"

*i think i remember him*

"its been awhile, as for what im wrighting, its a short story that probably will not be short"

*heres what it says, no relation to the city of white water thread*

Whitewater was burning. It was early morning, and flames whipped around the village square. Doors banged open, and villagers shouted, trying to form a bucket brigade to put out the fire. In all the chaos, no one noticed three figures throwing something onto the backs of one of the horses and fleeing into the night.

The next morning, Donaar walked out of his small house on the outskirts of the town. smelling smoke in the air, he runs towards the center of town, only pausing to grab his battleax. Donnar breaks into a run, the ground crunching under his feet. As he turns the corner he crashes into someone, toppling both of them to the ground. As he gets up, Donnar offers his hand towards the figure.

“Sorry about that” he says rather sheepishly, offering a hand towards the figure.

“It's fine” the figure replies, as they stand up they take off their hood and Donnar immediately recognizes them as an elf “my name is Aramil, what's yours?” he says. Offering a hand to Donnar.

“I am Donnar, I live on the outskirts of town, '' he says, shaking Aramils hand. “I smelled smoke in the air, and I was going to go ask what happened.” Aramil looks shocked at this “have you not heard? Some bandits kidnapped the son of the mayor, and then set the village square on fire!”

"Very interesting. Is this a true story?"

"No, just something that im working on, writing is one of my hobbies"

"Hm, dragonborn rarely make up stories. We're more of a militaristic people. How have you been while I've been away? I hear there was a battle to write home about!"

"it was just someone with an overconfident ego, the most dangerous thing was a ghoul, but there where only two of them"

"Don't sound too tough. The overconfident often are the first to fall in battle. Guess that would count me and Eltu..." Kharrashim is silent for a while, staring into space.

"whos Eltu?"

"My friend. He... he died. In the fire giants' forge."

galax is silent for a moment "im sorry"

"It's... it's alright. Sadness won't bring anyone back, I can only hope the gods bring his soul to a gentle rest."

galax stays silent

"Well, it's better to remember one's friends as they are in our hearts, not as they are now. Have you done anything cool while I was away?"

"i started a med ward, thats about it"

"That's a good thing. People gettin' hurt by all the things around here, they must need it a lot."

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.

#29634 Mar 18, 2022

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shadow is sitting at the bar, drinking coffee

galax is writing a story

Kharrashim (my red dragonborn ranger, remember him?) walks over to Galax. "Galax! How long has it been?" He says cheerfully, sitting down near Galax. "Whatcha writing?"

*i think i remember him*

"its been awhile, as for what im wrighting, its a short story that probably will not be short"

*heres what it says, no relation to the city of white water thread*

Whitewater was burning. It was early morning, and flames whipped around the village square. Doors banged open, and villagers shouted, trying to form a bucket brigade to put out the fire. In all the chaos, no one noticed three figures throwing something onto the backs of one of the horses and fleeing into the night.

The next morning, Donaar walked out of his small house on the outskirts of the town. smelling smoke in the air, he runs towards the center of town, only pausing to grab his battleax. Donnar breaks into a run, the ground crunching under his feet. As he turns the corner he crashes into someone, toppling both of them to the ground. As he gets up, Donnar offers his hand towards the figure.

“Sorry about that” he says rather sheepishly, offering a hand towards the figure.

“It's fine” the figure replies, as they stand up they take off their hood and Donnar immediately recognizes them as an elf “my name is Aramil, what's yours?” he says. Offering a hand to Donnar.

“I am Donnar, I live on the outskirts of town, '' he says, shaking Aramils hand. “I smelled smoke in the air, and I was going to go ask what happened.” Aramil looks shocked at this “have you not heard? Some bandits kidnapped the son of the mayor, and then set the village square on fire!”

"Very interesting. Is this a true story?"

"No, just something that im working on, writing is one of my hobbies"

"Hm, dragonborn rarely make up stories. We're more of a militaristic people. How have you been while I've been away? I hear there was a battle to write home about!"

"it was just someone with an overconfident ego, the most dangerous thing was a ghoul, but there where only two of them"

"Don't sound too tough. The overconfident often are the first to fall in battle. Guess that would count me and Eltu..." Kharrashim is silent for a while, staring into space.

"whos Eltu?"

"My friend. He... he died. In the fire giants' forge."

galax is silent for a moment "im sorry"

"It's... it's alright. Sadness won't bring anyone back, I can only hope the gods bring his soul to a gentle rest."

galax stays silent

"Well, it's better to remember one's friends as they are in our hearts, not as they are now. Have you done anything cool while I was away?"

"i started a med ward, thats about it"

"That's a good thing. People gettin' hurt by all the things around here, they must need it a lot."

"yeah"

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#29635 Mar 18, 2022

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shadow is sitting at the bar, drinking coffee

galax is writing a story

Kharrashim (my red dragonborn ranger, remember him?) walks over to Galax. "Galax! How long has it been?" He says cheerfully, sitting down near Galax. "Whatcha writing?"

*i think i remember him*

"its been awhile, as for what im wrighting, its a short story that probably will not be short"

*heres what it says, no relation to the city of white water thread*

Whitewater was burning. It was early morning, and flames whipped around the village square. Doors banged open, and villagers shouted, trying to form a bucket brigade to put out the fire. In all the chaos, no one noticed three figures throwing something onto the backs of one of the horses and fleeing into the night.

The next morning, Donaar walked out of his small house on the outskirts of the town. smelling smoke in the air, he runs towards the center of town, only pausing to grab his battleax. Donnar breaks into a run, the ground crunching under his feet. As he turns the corner he crashes into someone, toppling both of them to the ground. As he gets up, Donnar offers his hand towards the figure.

“Sorry about that” he says rather sheepishly, offering a hand towards the figure.

“It's fine” the figure replies, as they stand up they take off their hood and Donnar immediately recognizes them as an elf “my name is Aramil, what's yours?” he says. Offering a hand to Donnar.

“I am Donnar, I live on the outskirts of town, '' he says, shaking Aramils hand. “I smelled smoke in the air, and I was going to go ask what happened.” Aramil looks shocked at this “have you not heard? Some bandits kidnapped the son of the mayor, and then set the village square on fire!”

"Very interesting. Is this a true story?"

"No, just something that im working on, writing is one of my hobbies"

"Hm, dragonborn rarely make up stories. We're more of a militaristic people. How have you been while I've been away? I hear there was a battle to write home about!"

"it was just someone with an overconfident ego, the most dangerous thing was a ghoul, but there where only two of them"

"Don't sound too tough. The overconfident often are the first to fall in battle. Guess that would count me and Eltu..." Kharrashim is silent for a while, staring into space.

"whos Eltu?"

"My friend. He... he died. In the fire giants' forge."

galax is silent for a moment "im sorry"

"It's... it's alright. Sadness won't bring anyone back, I can only hope the gods bring his soul to a gentle rest."

galax stays silent

"Well, it's better to remember one's friends as they are in our hearts, not as they are now. Have you done anything cool while I was away?"

"i started a med ward, thats about it"

"That's a good thing. People gettin' hurt by all the things around here, they must need it a lot."

"Yep..." Spawn grumbles.

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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shadow is sitting at the bar, drinking coffee

galax is writing a story

Kharrashim (my red dragonborn ranger, remember him?) walks over to Galax. "Galax! How long has it been?" He says cheerfully, sitting down near Galax. "Whatcha writing?"

*i think i remember him*

"its been awhile, as for what im wrighting, its a short story that probably will not be short"

*heres what it says, no relation to the city of white water thread*

Whitewater was burning. It was early morning, and flames whipped around the village square. Doors banged open, and villagers shouted, trying to form a bucket brigade to put out the fire. In all the chaos, no one noticed three figures throwing something onto the backs of one of the horses and fleeing into the night.

The next morning, Donaar walked out of his small house on the outskirts of the town. smelling smoke in the air, he runs towards the center of town, only pausing to grab his battleax. Donnar breaks into a run, the ground crunching under his feet. As he turns the corner he crashes into someone, toppling both of them to the ground. As he gets up, Donnar offers his hand towards the figure.

“Sorry about that” he says rather sheepishly, offering a hand towards the figure.

“It's fine” the figure replies, as they stand up they take off their hood and Donnar immediately recognizes them as an elf “my name is Aramil, what's yours?” he says. Offering a hand to Donnar.

“I am Donnar, I live on the outskirts of town, '' he says, shaking Aramils hand. “I smelled smoke in the air, and I was going to go ask what happened.” Aramil looks shocked at this “have you not heard? Some bandits kidnapped the son of the mayor, and then set the village square on fire!”

"Very interesting. Is this a true story?"

"No, just something that im working on, writing is one of my hobbies"

"Hm, dragonborn rarely make up stories. We're more of a militaristic people. How have you been while I've been away? I hear there was a battle to write home about!"

"it was just someone with an overconfident ego, the most dangerous thing was a ghoul, but there where only two of them"

"Don't sound too tough. The overconfident often are the first to fall in battle. Guess that would count me and Eltu..." Kharrashim is silent for a while, staring into space.

"whos Eltu?"

"My friend. He... he died. In the fire giants' forge."

galax is silent for a moment "im sorry"

"It's... it's alright. Sadness won't bring anyone back, I can only hope the gods bring his soul to a gentle rest."

galax stays silent

"Well, it's better to remember one's friends as they are in our hearts, not as they are now. Have you done anything cool while I was away?"

"i started a med ward, thats about it"

"That's a good thing. People gettin' hurt by all the things around here, they must need it a lot."

"Yep..." Spawn grumbles.

"Oh, hello." Kharrashim turns around. "I dont believe we've met, I'm Kharrashim Helmdargan" He gives a short bow.

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.

#29637 Mar 18, 2022

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shadow is sitting at the bar, drinking coffee

galax is writing a story

Kharrashim (my red dragonborn ranger, remember him?) walks over to Galax. "Galax! How long has it been?" He says cheerfully, sitting down near Galax. "Whatcha writing?"

*i think i remember him*

"its been awhile, as for what im wrighting, its a short story that probably will not be short"

*heres what it says, no relation to the city of white water thread*

Whitewater was burning. It was early morning, and flames whipped around the village square. Doors banged open, and villagers shouted, trying to form a bucket brigade to put out the fire. In all the chaos, no one noticed three figures throwing something onto the backs of one of the horses and fleeing into the night.

The next morning, Donaar walked out of his small house on the outskirts of the town. smelling smoke in the air, he runs towards the center of town, only pausing to grab his battleax. Donnar breaks into a run, the ground crunching under his feet. As he turns the corner he crashes into someone, toppling both of them to the ground. As he gets up, Donnar offers his hand towards the figure.

“Sorry about that” he says rather sheepishly, offering a hand towards the figure.

“It's fine” the figure replies, as they stand up they take off their hood and Donnar immediately recognizes them as an elf “my name is Aramil, what's yours?” he says. Offering a hand to Donnar.

“I am Donnar, I live on the outskirts of town, '' he says, shaking Aramils hand. “I smelled smoke in the air, and I was going to go ask what happened.” Aramil looks shocked at this “have you not heard? Some bandits kidnapped the son of the mayor, and then set the village square on fire!”

"Very interesting. Is this a true story?"

"No, just something that im working on, writing is one of my hobbies"

"Hm, dragonborn rarely make up stories. We're more of a militaristic people. How have you been while I've been away? I hear there was a battle to write home about!"

"it was just someone with an overconfident ego, the most dangerous thing was a ghoul, but there where only two of them"

"Don't sound too tough. The overconfident often are the first to fall in battle. Guess that would count me and Eltu..." Kharrashim is silent for a while, staring into space.

"whos Eltu?"

"My friend. He... he died. In the fire giants' forge."

galax is silent for a moment "im sorry"

"It's... it's alright. Sadness won't bring anyone back, I can only hope the gods bring his soul to a gentle rest."

galax stays silent

"Well, it's better to remember one's friends as they are in our hearts, not as they are now. Have you done anything cool while I was away?"

"i started a med ward, thats about it"

"That's a good thing. People gettin' hurt by all the things around here, they must need it a lot."

"Yep..." Spawn grumbles.

"mostly because spawn over here keeps takeing their body parts and eating them"

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#29638 Mar 18, 2022

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shadow is sitting at the bar, drinking coffee

galax is writing a story

Kharrashim (my red dragonborn ranger, remember him?) walks over to Galax. "Galax! How long has it been?" He says cheerfully, sitting down near Galax. "Whatcha writing?"

*i think i remember him*

"its been awhile, as for what im wrighting, its a short story that probably will not be short"

*heres what it says, no relation to the city of white water thread*

Whitewater was burning. It was early morning, and flames whipped around the village square. Doors banged open, and villagers shouted, trying to form a bucket brigade to put out the fire. In all the chaos, no one noticed three figures throwing something onto the backs of one of the horses and fleeing into the night.

The next morning, Donaar walked out of his small house on the outskirts of the town. smelling smoke in the air, he runs towards the center of town, only pausing to grab his battleax. Donnar breaks into a run, the ground crunching under his feet. As he turns the corner he crashes into someone, toppling both of them to the ground. As he gets up, Donnar offers his hand towards the figure.

“Sorry about that” he says rather sheepishly, offering a hand towards the figure.

“It's fine” the figure replies, as they stand up they take off their hood and Donnar immediately recognizes them as an elf “my name is Aramil, what's yours?” he says. Offering a hand to Donnar.

“I am Donnar, I live on the outskirts of town, '' he says, shaking Aramils hand. “I smelled smoke in the air, and I was going to go ask what happened.” Aramil looks shocked at this “have you not heard? Some bandits kidnapped the son of the mayor, and then set the village square on fire!”

"Very interesting. Is this a true story?"

"No, just something that im working on, writing is one of my hobbies"

"Hm, dragonborn rarely make up stories. We're more of a militaristic people. How have you been while I've been away? I hear there was a battle to write home about!"

"it was just someone with an overconfident ego, the most dangerous thing was a ghoul, but there where only two of them"

"Don't sound too tough. The overconfident often are the first to fall in battle. Guess that would count me and Eltu..." Kharrashim is silent for a while, staring into space.

"whos Eltu?"

"My friend. He... he died. In the fire giants' forge."

galax is silent for a moment "im sorry"

"It's... it's alright. Sadness won't bring anyone back, I can only hope the gods bring his soul to a gentle rest."

galax stays silent

"Well, it's better to remember one's friends as they are in our hearts, not as they are now. Have you done anything cool while I was away?"

"i started a med ward, thats about it"

"That's a good thing. People gettin' hurt by all the things around here, they must need it a lot."

"Yep..." Spawn grumbles.

"Oh, hello." Kharrashim turns around. "I dont believe we've met, I'm Kharrashim Helmdargan" He gives a short bow.

"I'm Hellspawn. You may call me Spawn." The fiend scowls, "Would you be interested in making a deal?"

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.)

#29639 Mar 18, 2022

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shadow is sitting at the bar, drinking coffee

galax is writing a story

Kharrashim (my red dragonborn ranger, remember him?) walks over to Galax. "Galax! How long has it been?" He says cheerfully, sitting down near Galax. "Whatcha writing?"

*i think i remember him*

"its been awhile, as for what im wrighting, its a short story that probably will not be short"

*heres what it says, no relation to the city of white water thread*

Whitewater was burning. It was early morning, and flames whipped around the village square. Doors banged open, and villagers shouted, trying to form a bucket brigade to put out the fire. In all the chaos, no one noticed three figures throwing something onto the backs of one of the horses and fleeing into the night.

The next morning, Donaar walked out of his small house on the outskirts of the town. smelling smoke in the air, he runs towards the center of town, only pausing to grab his battleax. Donnar breaks into a run, the ground crunching under his feet. As he turns the corner he crashes into someone, toppling both of them to the ground. As he gets up, Donnar offers his hand towards the figure.

“Sorry about that” he says rather sheepishly, offering a hand towards the figure.

“It's fine” the figure replies, as they stand up they take off their hood and Donnar immediately recognizes them as an elf “my name is Aramil, what's yours?” he says. Offering a hand to Donnar.

“I am Donnar, I live on the outskirts of town, '' he says, shaking Aramils hand. “I smelled smoke in the air, and I was going to go ask what happened.” Aramil looks shocked at this “have you not heard? Some bandits kidnapped the son of the mayor, and then set the village square on fire!”

"Very interesting. Is this a true story?"

"No, just something that im working on, writing is one of my hobbies"

"Hm, dragonborn rarely make up stories. We're more of a militaristic people. How have you been while I've been away? I hear there was a battle to write home about!"

"it was just someone with an overconfident ego, the most dangerous thing was a ghoul, but there where only two of them"

"Don't sound too tough. The overconfident often are the first to fall in battle. Guess that would count me and Eltu..." Kharrashim is silent for a while, staring into space.

"whos Eltu?"

"My friend. He... he died. In the fire giants' forge."

galax is silent for a moment "im sorry"

"It's... it's alright. Sadness won't bring anyone back, I can only hope the gods bring his soul to a gentle rest."

galax stays silent

"Well, it's better to remember one's friends as they are in our hearts, not as they are now. Have you done anything cool while I was away?"

"i started a med ward, thats about it"

"That's a good thing. People gettin' hurt by all the things around here, they must need it a lot."

"Yep..." Spawn grumbles.

"Oh, hello." Kharrashim turns around. "I dont believe we've met, I'm Kharrashim Helmdargan" He gives a short bow.

"I'm Hellspawn. You may call me Spawn." The fiend scowls, "Would you be interested in making a deal?"

"...deal?"

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.

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"I'm Hellspawn. You may call me Spawn." The fiend scowls, "Would you be interested in making a deal?"

"...deal?"

"That's...what I said..." Spawn grumbles.

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.)

#29641 Mar 18, 2022

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"I'm Hellspawn. You may call me Spawn." The fiend scowls, "Would you be interested in making a deal?"

"...deal?"

"That's...what I said..." Spawn grumbles.

"... what kind of deal?" Kharrashim begins looking very panicked. "YOU'RE GONNA STEAL MY SOUL??!"

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.

#29642 Mar 18, 2022

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galax is re-reading the letter from Theren, a tear of saddness/happiness in his eye

shadow is shadowing spawn

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"I'm Hellspawn. You may call me Spawn." The fiend scowls, "Would you be interested in making a deal?"

"...deal?"

"That's...what I said..." Spawn grumbles.

"... what kind of deal?" Kharrashim begins looking very panicked. "YOU'RE GONNA STEAL MY SOUL??!"

"No. That would defeat the purpose. For your soul, I can bring back a loved one, offer immortality, a spot in the hierarchy of the Hells- whatever you desire."

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.)

#29644 Mar 18, 2022

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"I'm Hellspawn. You may call me Spawn." The fiend scowls, "Would you be interested in making a deal?"

"...deal?"

"That's...what I said..." Spawn grumbles.

"... what kind of deal?" Kharrashim begins looking very panicked. "YOU'RE GONNA STEAL MY SOUL??!"

"No. That would defeat the purpose. For your soul, I can bring back a loved one, offer immortality, a spot in the hierarchy of the Hells- whatever you desire."

shadow decides to intervien "dealing with devils will always endup with devils with your soul, and there promise is always ill kept, basicly fineprint you cant read"

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