"Sounds good, been a while since I had pie...." She gets lost in though, the mention of blackberry pie reminding her of both good and bad memories...
He heads off to the kitchen, going on about how he makes the crust with beer batter.[
She shakes her head and focuses back on the now, sitting at a table to wait.
He comes out with a massive blackberry pie and something that looks like a flat calzone, or a second pizza inverted on top of a first and then baked onto it.
She looks very interested in the food. "Oh, what's that?" She points at the pizza abomination.
*...[GP]? Why would you call such a thing an abomination?!*
"Something I been working on, its like a pot pie...but its pizza. Hard to explain, you just have to try it."
*It is an actual thing though, there's a neat little pizza place in Atlantic County NJ that serves it.*
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I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
He shakes his head "I heard the sounds of them attacking, and came to investigate."
It flaps its mighty wings, keeping itself in the air. "And how should i believe you? This one attacked me, how do i not know that you aren't coming to attack me as well."
"Im unarmed. I wouldnt want you harmed, I swear..." He seems sympathetic
It lowers itself back down, folding its massive wings behind it. "Hrm..."
"Whats your name?"
"......I have been called many names, The thunderous wind, The Copper elder... You may call me Odego"
Caelum walks up, looks at the dragon then mutters something about "youth these days".
"You dare mock me child of earthen soil?"
"You dare to insult me, you mere wyrmling?"
Caelum's voice goes deep and dark, and a shadow seems to form around her in the shape of a massive dragon.
Phantom walks out of the tavern at this commotion. As soon as he leaves the front door, mist surrounds him, and he starts shifting back into his Draconic form.
BOTH OF YOU, CALM DOWN! Phantomizakell's thunderous voice resounds in both their minds, as he now stands there as a 70 ft tall, 300 ft long true dragon.
*Description!*
*It has polished black scales with silver highlights along the spine, eyebrows, shoulders, and the edges of the "arms" that its wings are on. Instead of the usual forward-pointing horns most black dragons have, it's horns point backwards, and are curled halfway along their length, doing a complete circle that leads to a slightly-upward pointing tip. It's head is more akin to the shape of a Green or Topaz Dragon's, and a row of curved, almost needlelike spines, run from the top of its head to about a third of the way down its tail. On the end of its tail, where the tip should be, is instead a blade that seems to be made out of the dragon's own bone. It's eyes are a deep green color, almost like a pine tree's needles when viewed at twilight.*
Odego lowers his head and backs up some
We three are all true dragons, are we not? If that is the case, we should ACT LIKE IT, and not sit here squabbling like members of the humanoid races! Phantomizakell continues, and turns to Caelum. Yes, this youngling may have insulted you, but he is scared, and rightfully so. He was just attacked out of nowhere by a random person, and so he's going to lash out right now! Let. It. GO! Phantomizakell turns back to the copper dragon. I know you're scared, but that doesn't give you leave to go around insulting people! Around here, many people are not who or what they seem at first glance, and so you need to be careful.
I do not take orders from you, youngling. But I... can see the wisdom in that. I will let it go. For now.
YOUNGLING!!??? Phantomizakell's voice is deafening, even while just telepathic, as he whirls on Caelum. I AM OVER 3,000 YEARS OLD!!!!If I had the multiple versions of myself across the realms, I would be a greatwyrm! His voice quiets after that outburst. Ware who you call youngling, Caelum. I am stronger than you realize. Forget what he, Phantomizakell gestures towards Odego with one of his wings, said, and let it go.
*Doing a persuasion check on Caelum: 18*
*No need.* Caelum looks at him for a moment then bows her head.
I am sorry, great one. I truly did not realize your power. If there is anything I can do for you? *She's like half his age then.*
He shakes his head "I heard the sounds of them attacking, and came to investigate."
It flaps its mighty wings, keeping itself in the air. "And how should i believe you? This one attacked me, how do i not know that you aren't coming to attack me as well."
"Im unarmed. I wouldnt want you harmed, I swear..." He seems sympathetic
It lowers itself back down, folding its massive wings behind it. "Hrm..."
"Whats your name?"
"......I have been called many names, The thunderous wind, The Copper elder... You may call me Odego"
Caelum walks up, looks at the dragon then mutters something about "youth these days".
"You dare mock me child of earthen soil?"
"You dare to insult me, you mere wyrmling?"
Caelum's voice goes deep and dark, and a shadow seems to form around her in the shape of a massive dragon.
Phantom walks out of the tavern at this commotion. As soon as he leaves the front door, mist surrounds him, and he starts shifting back into his Draconic form.
BOTH OF YOU, CALM DOWN! Phantomizakell's thunderous voice resounds in both their minds, as he now stands there as a 70 ft tall, 300 ft long true dragon.
*Description!*
*It has polished black scales with silver highlights along the spine, eyebrows, shoulders, and the edges of the "arms" that its wings are on. Instead of the usual forward-pointing horns most black dragons have, it's horns point backwards, and are curled halfway along their length, doing a complete circle that leads to a slightly-upward pointing tip. It's head is more akin to the shape of a Green or Topaz Dragon's, and a row of curved, almost needlelike spines, run from the top of its head to about a third of the way down its tail. On the end of its tail, where the tip should be, is instead a blade that seems to be made out of the dragon's own bone. It's eyes are a deep green color, almost like a pine tree's needles when viewed at twilight.*
Odego lowers his head and backs up some
We three are all true dragons, are we not? If that is the case, we should ACT LIKE IT, and not sit here squabbling like members of the humanoid races! Phantomizakell continues, and turns to Caelum. Yes, this youngling may have insulted you, but he is scared, and rightfully so. He was just attacked out of nowhere by a random person, and so he's going to lash out right now! Let. It. GO! Phantomizakell turns back to the copper dragon. I know you're scared, but that doesn't give you leave to go around insulting people! Around here, many people are not who or what they seem at first glance, and so you need to be careful.
I do not take orders from you, youngling. But I... can see the wisdom in that. I will let it go. For now.
YOUNGLING!!??? Phantomizakell's voice is deafening, even while just telepathic, as he whirls on Caelum. I AM OVER 3,000 YEARS OLD!!!!If I had the multiple versions of myself across the realms, I would be a greatwyrm! His voice quiets after that outburst. Ware who you call youngling, Caelum. I am stronger than you realize. Forget what he, Phantomizakell gestures towards Odego with one of his wings, said, and let it go.
*Doing a persuasion check on Caelum: 18*
Odego was curled up by the tree's. His molten copper eyes watched the two older dragons.
Pnatomizakell turns back towards Odego. Come on out. I'm Phantomizakell, a Phantom-Aura Dragon from the continent of Hyperia, and a warrior cleric of Vatdarr. He quickly scans Odego for any signs of injury. Are you hurt anywhere?
He shakes his head "I heard the sounds of them attacking, and came to investigate."
It flaps its mighty wings, keeping itself in the air. "And how should i believe you? This one attacked me, how do i not know that you aren't coming to attack me as well."
"Im unarmed. I wouldnt want you harmed, I swear..." He seems sympathetic
It lowers itself back down, folding its massive wings behind it. "Hrm..."
"Whats your name?"
"......I have been called many names, The thunderous wind, The Copper elder... You may call me Odego"
Caelum walks up, looks at the dragon then mutters something about "youth these days".
"You dare mock me child of earthen soil?"
"You dare to insult me, you mere wyrmling?"
Caelum's voice goes deep and dark, and a shadow seems to form around her in the shape of a massive dragon.
Phantom walks out of the tavern at this commotion. As soon as he leaves the front door, mist surrounds him, and he starts shifting back into his Draconic form.
BOTH OF YOU, CALM DOWN! Phantomizakell's thunderous voice resounds in both their minds, as he now stands there as a 70 ft tall, 300 ft long true dragon.
*Description!*
*It has polished black scales with silver highlights along the spine, eyebrows, shoulders, and the edges of the "arms" that its wings are on. Instead of the usual forward-pointing horns most black dragons have, it's horns point backwards, and are curled halfway along their length, doing a complete circle that leads to a slightly-upward pointing tip. It's head is more akin to the shape of a Green or Topaz Dragon's, and a row of curved, almost needlelike spines, run from the top of its head to about a third of the way down its tail. On the end of its tail, where the tip should be, is instead a blade that seems to be made out of the dragon's own bone. It's eyes are a deep green color, almost like a pine tree's needles when viewed at twilight.*
Odego lowers his head and backs up some
We three are all true dragons, are we not? If that is the case, we should ACT LIKE IT, and not sit here squabbling like members of the humanoid races! Phantomizakell continues, and turns to Caelum. Yes, this youngling may have insulted you, but he is scared, and rightfully so. He was just attacked out of nowhere by a random person, and so he's going to lash out right now! Let. It. GO! Phantomizakell turns back to the copper dragon. I know you're scared, but that doesn't give you leave to go around insulting people! Around here, many people are not who or what they seem at first glance, and so you need to be careful.
I do not take orders from you, youngling. But I... can see the wisdom in that. I will let it go. For now.
YOUNGLING!!??? Phantomizakell's voice is deafening, even while just telepathic, as he whirls on Caelum. I AM OVER 3,000 YEARS OLD!!!!If I had the multiple versions of myself across the realms, I would be a greatwyrm! His voice quiets after that outburst. Ware who you call youngling, Caelum. I am stronger than you realize. Forget what he, Phantomizakell gestures towards Odego with one of his wings, said, and let it go.
*Doing a persuasion check on Caelum: 18*
*No need.* Caelum looks at him for a moment then bows her head.
I am sorry, great one. I truly did not realize your power. If there is anything I can do for you? *She's like half his age then.*
*Odego is like a third of Caelums*
Odego snarls to himself "...brownnosing thing..."
*Young! :)*
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He shakes his head "I heard the sounds of them attacking, and came to investigate."
It flaps its mighty wings, keeping itself in the air. "And how should i believe you? This one attacked me, how do i not know that you aren't coming to attack me as well."
"Im unarmed. I wouldnt want you harmed, I swear..." He seems sympathetic
It lowers itself back down, folding its massive wings behind it. "Hrm..."
"Whats your name?"
"......I have been called many names, The thunderous wind, The Copper elder... You may call me Odego"
Caelum walks up, looks at the dragon then mutters something about "youth these days".
"You dare mock me child of earthen soil?"
"You dare to insult me, you mere wyrmling?"
Caelum's voice goes deep and dark, and a shadow seems to form around her in the shape of a massive dragon.
Phantom walks out of the tavern at this commotion. As soon as he leaves the front door, mist surrounds him, and he starts shifting back into his Draconic form.
BOTH OF YOU, CALM DOWN! Phantomizakell's thunderous voice resounds in both their minds, as he now stands there as a 70 ft tall, 300 ft long true dragon.
*Description!*
*It has polished black scales with silver highlights along the spine, eyebrows, shoulders, and the edges of the "arms" that its wings are on. Instead of the usual forward-pointing horns most black dragons have, it's horns point backwards, and are curled halfway along their length, doing a complete circle that leads to a slightly-upward pointing tip. It's head is more akin to the shape of a Green or Topaz Dragon's, and a row of curved, almost needlelike spines, run from the top of its head to about a third of the way down its tail. On the end of its tail, where the tip should be, is instead a blade that seems to be made out of the dragon's own bone. It's eyes are a deep green color, almost like a pine tree's needles when viewed at twilight.*
Odego lowers his head and backs up some
We three are all true dragons, are we not? If that is the case, we should ACT LIKE IT, and not sit here squabbling like members of the humanoid races! Phantomizakell continues, and turns to Caelum. Yes, this youngling may have insulted you, but he is scared, and rightfully so. He was just attacked out of nowhere by a random person, and so he's going to lash out right now! Let. It. GO! Phantomizakell turns back to the copper dragon. I know you're scared, but that doesn't give you leave to go around insulting people! Around here, many people are not who or what they seem at first glance, and so you need to be careful.
I do not take orders from you, youngling. But I... can see the wisdom in that. I will let it go. For now.
YOUNGLING!!??? Phantomizakell's voice is deafening, even while just telepathic, as he whirls on Caelum. I AM OVER 3,000 YEARS OLD!!!!If I had the multiple versions of myself across the realms, I would be a greatwyrm! His voice quiets after that outburst. Ware who you call youngling, Caelum. I am stronger than you realize. Forget what he, Phantomizakell gestures towards Odego with one of his wings, said, and let it go.
*Doing a persuasion check on Caelum: 18*
Odego was curled up by the tree's. His molten copper eyes watched the two older dragons.
Pnatomizakell turns back towards Odego. Come on out. I'm Phantomizakell, a Phantom-Aura Dragon from the continent of Hyperia, and a warrior cleric of Vatdarr. He quickly scans Odego for any signs of injury. Are you hurt anywhere?
Odego sighed and stood up, stretching out like a cat would. His scales glittered slightly. "I am fine, just tired."
He shakes his head "I heard the sounds of them attacking, and came to investigate."
It flaps its mighty wings, keeping itself in the air. "And how should i believe you? This one attacked me, how do i not know that you aren't coming to attack me as well."
"Im unarmed. I wouldnt want you harmed, I swear..." He seems sympathetic
It lowers itself back down, folding its massive wings behind it. "Hrm..."
"Whats your name?"
"......I have been called many names, The thunderous wind, The Copper elder... You may call me Odego"
Caelum walks up, looks at the dragon then mutters something about "youth these days".
"You dare mock me child of earthen soil?"
"You dare to insult me, you mere wyrmling?"
Caelum's voice goes deep and dark, and a shadow seems to form around her in the shape of a massive dragon.
Phantom walks out of the tavern at this commotion. As soon as he leaves the front door, mist surrounds him, and he starts shifting back into his Draconic form.
BOTH OF YOU, CALM DOWN! Phantomizakell's thunderous voice resounds in both their minds, as he now stands there as a 70 ft tall, 300 ft long true dragon.
*Description!*
*It has polished black scales with silver highlights along the spine, eyebrows, shoulders, and the edges of the "arms" that its wings are on. Instead of the usual forward-pointing horns most black dragons have, it's horns point backwards, and are curled halfway along their length, doing a complete circle that leads to a slightly-upward pointing tip. It's head is more akin to the shape of a Green or Topaz Dragon's, and a row of curved, almost needlelike spines, run from the top of its head to about a third of the way down its tail. On the end of its tail, where the tip should be, is instead a blade that seems to be made out of the dragon's own bone. It's eyes are a deep green color, almost like a pine tree's needles when viewed at twilight.*
Odego lowers his head and backs up some
We three are all true dragons, are we not? If that is the case, we should ACT LIKE IT, and not sit here squabbling like members of the humanoid races! Phantomizakell continues, and turns to Caelum. Yes, this youngling may have insulted you, but he is scared, and rightfully so. He was just attacked out of nowhere by a random person, and so he's going to lash out right now! Let. It. GO! Phantomizakell turns back to the copper dragon. I know you're scared, but that doesn't give you leave to go around insulting people! Around here, many people are not who or what they seem at first glance, and so you need to be careful.
I do not take orders from you, youngling. But I... can see the wisdom in that. I will let it go. For now.
YOUNGLING!!??? Phantomizakell's voice is deafening, even while just telepathic, as he whirls on Caelum. I AM OVER 3,000 YEARS OLD!!!!If I had the multiple versions of myself across the realms, I would be a greatwyrm! His voice quiets after that outburst. Ware who you call youngling, Caelum. I am stronger than you realize. Forget what he, Phantomizakell gestures towards Odego with one of his wings, said, and let it go.
*Doing a persuasion check on Caelum: 18*
*No need.* Caelum looks at him for a moment then bows her head.
I am sorry, great one. I truly did not realize your power. If there is anything I can do for you? *She's like half his age then.*
Phantomizakell sounds relieved. Not currently, but thank you. He bows his head back at her.
"Sounds good, been a while since I had pie...." She gets lost in though, the mention of blackberry pie reminding her of both good and bad memories...
He heads off to the kitchen, going on about how he makes the crust with beer batter.[
She shakes her head and focuses back on the now, sitting at a table to wait.
He comes out with a massive blackberry pie and something that looks like a flat calzone, or a second pizza inverted on top of a first and then baked onto it.
She looks very interested in the food. "Oh, what's that?" She points at the pizza abomination.
*...[GP]? Why would you call such a thing an abomination?!*
"Something I been working on, its like a pot pie...but its pizza. Hard to explain, you just have to try it."
*It is an actual thing though, there's a neat little pizza place in Atlantic County NJ that serves it.*
*Abomination in a good way.*
*It sounds like a giant hot pocket.*
Sharlene shrugs and cuts herself a nice piece, digging into it.
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"Pie?"
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"Huh? Oh, think of it like oil for you, I guess. It'll heal him."
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Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
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Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
*...[GP]? Why would you call such a thing an abomination?!*
"Something I been working on, its like a pot pie...but its pizza. Hard to explain, you just have to try it."
*It is an actual thing though, there's a neat little pizza place in Atlantic County NJ that serves it.*
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
*Odego is like a third of Caelums*
Odego snarls to himself "...brownnosing thing..."
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
Timber is already sneaking over to the much-coveted pie.
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.
Pnatomizakell turns back towards Odego. Come on out. I'm Phantomizakell, a Phantom-Aura Dragon from the continent of Hyperia, and a warrior cleric of Vatdarr. He quickly scans Odego for any signs of injury. Are you hurt anywhere?
*Young! :)*
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Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
The pilot sits up and groans. "BT let go of them."
BT lets go and walks over to Thomas.
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*-insert awkward silence and staring as she walks to the tavern because I can't think of a response-*
She walks into the tavern and drops Penny onto a nearby couch. "There!"
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"Who're you?" *To the pilot.*
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
Albwin follows quietly.
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Odego sighed and stood up, stretching out like a cat would. His scales glittered slightly. "I am fine, just tired."
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
Timber sneaks toward the pie, salivating. She hasn't eaten all day and is too short to go to the bar.
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.
"Thomas Cooper. You?" On his back there is a rifle. After he says this he puts on his helmet.
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Penny smiles and sits up, stretching
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
"Caelum Argenti. Queen of Silver."
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
Phantomizakell sounds relieved. Not currently, but thank you. He bows his head back at her.
"Timber no!" Albwin whispers.
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
*Abomination in a good way.*
*It sounds like a giant hot pocket.*
Sharlene shrugs and cuts herself a nice piece, digging into it.
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.
"Queen of Silver?"
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde