Thirteen appears in the kitchen. "Hello Poppy, I need your help."
Poppy looks at him, "Um, sure. Whats up?"
*Okay, I'm back.*
"Well, er... gods, I don't know how to say this... I don't understand romance or anything affiliated with it. Will you help me?" He begins dry heaving uncontrollably.
".....I'm afraid to ask, but are you asking me out?"
"NO, no. I just... don't RETCH understand romance RETCH as a concept." Thirteen says, still dry heaving.
Poppy offers and alcasceltser, "Eat this, it'll stop the heaving."
"You're RETCH too kind." Thirteen takes it. "Thank you. I feel like I need therapy or something. I guess thirty years in the Shadowfell will probably give you an anathema to positive feelings."
Adder is starting a fire outside using a still standing tree. He cackled maliciously as it burned.
Spawn tackles Adder, pinning him down by the throat with just his foot. His eyes flash and the flames cease. "I've wanted to do this for a long time..."
Adder chuckles "Awww at least make it painful" he purred
"With pleasure..." Spawn's eyes flash and the two are Avernus of the Nine Hells. A horrific axe appears in his hands that he slams through Adder's chest, the end of the blade pinning him to the floor. Spawn then grabs Adder by the legs and pulls him violently, the axe embedded into the ground acting like a saw the splits Adder's top half in to down the middle.
"FATALITY." An ominous voice cries from nowhere.
*Im in the back of this applauding you*
Spawn and Adder appear back outside the Tavern, Adder back to himself as if nothing happened thanks to Spawn's resurrection magic.
"Try me again, numb nuts, I play for keeps."
Adder chuckles "Thats a sad way to think" he said, flipping his firestone dagger
Azazel tackle hugs adder, "YOU IDIOT!"
"WHATDIDIDO?!" he said, getting tackled to the ground
Azazel squeezes him tightly, "Why is the main thing you do arson!?"
He bleps "I was cold and there was no dead wood"
"WE HAVE FIRES INSIDE!" Azazel says, "You adorable brain dead tiefling!"
*He truly is*
"We do?, But its cold inside!" he said
"You aren't leaving my sight for the rest of the day. Every time you do it results in someone dying." Azazel seems pretty upset, wiping built up tears from his eyes
Adder's ears and stumped tail dipped down, Azazel's words weighing on him like a child getting scolded for doing something bad. He nodded slowly.
Thirteen appears in the kitchen. "Hello Poppy, I need your help."
Poppy looks at him, "Um, sure. Whats up?"
*Okay, I'm back.*
"Well, er... gods, I don't know how to say this... I don't understand romance or anything affiliated with it. Will you help me?" He begins dry heaving uncontrollably.
".....I'm afraid to ask, but are you asking me out?"
"NO, no. I just... don't RETCH understand romance RETCH as a concept." Thirteen says, still dry heaving.
Poppy offers and alcasceltser, "Eat this, it'll stop the heaving."
"You're RETCH too kind." Thirteen takes it. "Thank you. I feel like I need therapy or something. I guess thirty years in the Shadowfell will probably give you an anathema to positive feelings."
"I would think so. So, what part of romance do you not understand?"
Adder is starting a fire outside using a still standing tree. He cackled maliciously as it burned.
Spawn tackles Adder, pinning him down by the throat with just his foot. His eyes flash and the flames cease. "I've wanted to do this for a long time..."
Adder chuckles "Awww at least make it painful" he purred
"With pleasure..." Spawn's eyes flash and the two are Avernus of the Nine Hells. A horrific axe appears in his hands that he slams through Adder's chest, the end of the blade pinning him to the floor. Spawn then grabs Adder by the legs and pulls him violently, the axe embedded into the ground acting like a saw the splits Adder's top half in to down the middle.
"FATALITY." An ominous voice cries from nowhere.
*Im in the back of this applauding you*
Spawn and Adder appear back outside the Tavern, Adder back to himself as if nothing happened thanks to Spawn's resurrection magic.
"Try me again, numb nuts, I play for keeps."
Adder chuckles "Thats a sad way to think" he said, flipping his firestone dagger
Azazel tackle hugs adder, "YOU IDIOT!"
"WHATDIDIDO?!" he said, getting tackled to the ground
Azazel squeezes him tightly, "Why is the main thing you do arson!?"
He bleps "I was cold and there was no dead wood"
"WE HAVE FIRES INSIDE!" Azazel says, "You adorable brain dead tiefling!"
*He truly is*
"We do?, But its cold inside!" he said
"You aren't leaving my sight for the rest of the day. Every time you do it results in someone dying." Azazel seems pretty upset, wiping built up tears from his eyes
Adder's ears and stumped tail dipped down, Azazel's words weighing on him like a child getting scolded for doing something bad. He nodded slowly.
"And if you keep being bad, no cuddle for the rest of the day either." Azazel scolds,
Allison was in her garden. She quietly re-routed vines of jade green grapes across a birch trellis carefully. Blooming roses of all colors were growing on bushes in neat rows across from her, next to them was rows of different vegetables and medical herbs. She seemed pleased and calm while doing her work. She was in her element when doing gardening.
Adder was getting scolded by Azazel.
Zephyr was sitting on the roof of the tavern. He watched the people below, taking notes on how that walked, how they talked, and their body movements.
Thirteen appears in the kitchen. "Hello Poppy, I need your help."
Poppy looks at him, "Um, sure. Whats up?"
*Okay, I'm back.*
"Well, er... gods, I don't know how to say this... I don't understand romance or anything affiliated with it. Will you help me?" He begins dry heaving uncontrollably.
".....I'm afraid to ask, but are you asking me out?"
"NO, no. I just... don't RETCH understand romance RETCH as a concept." Thirteen says, still dry heaving.
Poppy offers and alcasceltser, "Eat this, it'll stop the heaving."
"You're RETCH too kind." Thirteen takes it. "Thank you. I feel like I need therapy or something. I guess thirty years in the Shadowfell will probably give you an anathema to positive feelings."
"I would think so. So, what part of romance do you not understand?"
"I dunno. Everything, I guess?"
*Hoo boy, I can tell this might be difficult, how about we just say, "and Poppy taught Thirteen how romance works, resulting in a lot of dry heaving."*
Adder is starting a fire outside using a still standing tree. He cackled maliciously as it burned.
Spawn tackles Adder, pinning him down by the throat with just his foot. His eyes flash and the flames cease. "I've wanted to do this for a long time..."
Adder chuckles "Awww at least make it painful" he purred
"With pleasure..." Spawn's eyes flash and the two are Avernus of the Nine Hells. A horrific axe appears in his hands that he slams through Adder's chest, the end of the blade pinning him to the floor. Spawn then grabs Adder by the legs and pulls him violently, the axe embedded into the ground acting like a saw the splits Adder's top half in to down the middle.
"FATALITY." An ominous voice cries from nowhere.
*Im in the back of this applauding you*
Spawn and Adder appear back outside the Tavern, Adder back to himself as if nothing happened thanks to Spawn's resurrection magic.
"Try me again, numb nuts, I play for keeps."
Adder chuckles "Thats a sad way to think" he said, flipping his firestone dagger
"You sicken me. Leave Azazel alone. If you can't keep yourself away from him, I will."
"says the guy who is to grumpy to be happy" Adder chuckled
"You either beat it now, or I banish you to the Hells. We'll see how long you last in the Blood War."
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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 preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
Allison was in her garden. She quietly re-routed vines of jade green grapes across a birch trellis carefully. Blooming roses of all colors were growing on bushes in neat rows across from her, next to them was rows of different vegetables and medical herbs. She seemed pleased and calm while doing her work. She was in her element when doing gardening.
Adder was getting scolded by Azazel.
Zephyr was sitting on the roof of the tavern. He watched the people below, taking notes on how that walked, how they talked, and their body movements.
Thirteen appears in the kitchen. "Hello Poppy, I need your help."
Poppy looks at him, "Um, sure. Whats up?"
*Okay, I'm back.*
"Well, er... gods, I don't know how to say this... I don't understand romance or anything affiliated with it. Will you help me?" He begins dry heaving uncontrollably.
".....I'm afraid to ask, but are you asking me out?"
"NO, no. I just... don't RETCH understand romance RETCH as a concept." Thirteen says, still dry heaving.
Poppy offers and alcasceltser, "Eat this, it'll stop the heaving."
"You're RETCH too kind." Thirteen takes it. "Thank you. I feel like I need therapy or something. I guess thirty years in the Shadowfell will probably give you an anathema to positive feelings."
"I would think so. So, what part of romance do you not understand?"
"I dunno. Everything, I guess?"
*Hoo boy, I can tell this might be difficult, how about we just say, "and Poppy taught Thirteen how romance works, resulting in a lot of dry heaving."*
Allison was in her garden. She quietly re-routed vines of jade green and ruby red grapes across a birch trellis, careful not to destroy the vines. Blooming roses of all colors were growing on bushes in neat rows across from her, next to them was rows of different vegetables and medical herbs. She seemed pleased and calm while doing her work. She was in her element when doing gardening. She smiled as she directed one vines directly in a spot of shade and sunlight so it could grow evenly.
Adder was getting scolded by Azazel.
Zephyr was sitting on the roof of the tavern. He watched the people below, taking notes on how that walked, how they talked, and their body movements.
Adder is starting a fire outside using a still standing tree. He cackled maliciously as it burned.
Spawn tackles Adder, pinning him down by the throat with just his foot. His eyes flash and the flames cease. "I've wanted to do this for a long time..."
Adder chuckles "Awww at least make it painful" he purred
"With pleasure..." Spawn's eyes flash and the two are Avernus of the Nine Hells. A horrific axe appears in his hands that he slams through Adder's chest, the end of the blade pinning him to the floor. Spawn then grabs Adder by the legs and pulls him violently, the axe embedded into the ground acting like a saw the splits Adder's top half in to down the middle.
"FATALITY." An ominous voice cries from nowhere.
*Im in the back of this applauding you*
Spawn and Adder appear back outside the Tavern, Adder back to himself as if nothing happened thanks to Spawn's resurrection magic.
"Try me again, numb nuts, I play for keeps."
Adder chuckles "Thats a sad way to think" he said, flipping his firestone dagger
"You sicken me. Leave Azazel alone. If you can't keep yourself away from him, I will."
"says the guy who is to grumpy to be happy" Adder chuckled
"You either beat it now, or I banish you to the Hells. We'll see how long you last in the Blood War."
"Spawn, shut the [gp] up." Azazel glares, genuinley mad for the first time ever
"Thank you, my loyal subject." She says with a giggle.
Avery stands up, letting out a small laugh, "Anything for you m'lady." He says with a fake knight accent,
She smiles and rests her chin on her fist. "Wonderful! That is pleasing to hear."
Avery grins, shutting the chest and setting it on the ground for now, "Glad i can please you."
*Queen complex: 100% downloaded.*
"Me too, it is what I deserve, after all."
*This will be fun*
"absolutely. Someone as rotally beautiful as you should only be presented in the best."
*So much fun and opportunity is ahead. I've actually been planning on giving Taceli a Queen Complex, I just wasn't sure on how to have that naturally develop. Thank you for making that part easy. :D*
She fixed her crown, so it's slightly slanted onto one of her horns. "Yes, the best is what I want."
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Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Allison was in her garden. She quietly re-routed vines of jade green grapes across a birch trellis carefully. Blooming roses of all colors were growing on bushes in neat rows across from her, next to them was rows of different vegetables and medical herbs. She seemed pleased and calm while doing her work. She was in her element when doing gardening.
Adder was getting scolded by Azazel.
Zephyr was sitting on the roof of the tavern. He watched the people below, taking notes on how that walked, how they talked, and their body movements.
*Not if I can help it... >:)>:)*
Someone screams nearby.
She jumped a bit at the sound of screaming. She gently set down the vines of grapes before setting foot off to find what or who screamed
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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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You never wnet to school my keister! we were in college together!...darts eyes... heads into the tavern
IKnOw Wh ere Y o u Li ve
I Real lY dO
Avery grins, shutting the chest and setting it on the ground for now, "Glad i can please you."
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
"You're RETCH too kind." Thirteen takes it. "Thank you. I feel like I need therapy or something. I guess thirty years in the Shadowfell will probably give you an anathema to positive feelings."
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.
who wants to have a drinking contest?
IKnOw Wh ere Y o u Li ve
I Real lY dO
Adder's ears and stumped tail dipped down, Azazel's words weighing on him like a child getting scolded for doing something bad. He nodded slowly.
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
"I would think so. So, what part of romance do you not understand?"
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
"And if you keep being bad, no cuddle for the rest of the day either." Azazel scolds,
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
*Queen complex: 100% downloaded.*
"Me too, it is what I deserve, after all."
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.
Allison was in her garden. She quietly re-routed vines of jade green grapes across a birch trellis carefully. Blooming roses of all colors were growing on bushes in neat rows across from her, next to them was rows of different vegetables and medical herbs. She seemed pleased and calm while doing her work. She was in her element when doing gardening.
Adder was getting scolded by Azazel.
Zephyr was sitting on the roof of the tavern. He watched the people below, taking notes on how that walked, how they talked, and their body movements.
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
*This will be fun*
"absolutely. Someone as royally beautiful as you should only be presented in the best."
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
"I dunno. Everything, I guess?"
*Hoo boy, I can tell this might be difficult, how about we just say, "and Poppy taught Thirteen how romance works, resulting in a lot of dry heaving."*
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.
*EGOTISTICAL KOBOLD!!!!! RUN!!!!!!!!!!!!*
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.
"You either beat it now, or I banish you to the Hells. We'll see how long you last in the Blood War."
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.)
*Adder: commits panic in infernal
Me: H a H *
Adder nods really fast, as if he didnt want to upset azazel
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
*Not if I can help it... >:)>:)*
Someone screams nearby.
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.
*Hmmm, sure*
"So [insert overly detailed explanation here]"
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
Allison was in her garden. She quietly re-routed vines of jade green and ruby red grapes across a birch trellis, careful not to destroy the vines. Blooming roses of all colors were growing on bushes in neat rows across from her, next to them was rows of different vegetables and medical herbs. She seemed pleased and calm while doing her work. She was in her element when doing gardening. She smiled as she directed one vines directly in a spot of shade and sunlight so it could grow evenly.
Adder was getting scolded by Azazel.
Zephyr was sitting on the roof of the tavern. He watched the people below, taking notes on how that walked, how they talked, and their body movements.
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
"Spawn, shut the [gp] up." Azazel glares, genuinley mad for the first time ever
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
*So much fun and opportunity is ahead. I've actually been planning on giving Taceli a Queen Complex, I just wasn't sure on how to have that naturally develop. Thank you for making that part easy. :D*
She fixed her crown, so it's slightly slanted onto one of her horns. "Yes, the best is what I want."
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.
She jumped a bit at the sound of screaming. She gently set down the vines of grapes before setting foot off to find what or who screamed
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