"I think... the dragon man called them, uh... 'cultists'? I'm okay by myself. I've had to live by myself in Whitewater for 5 years..."
"That doesn't make it right. I can find the cultists and punch them really hard in the face if you'd like me to?" Atemos smiled, trying to be lighthearted.
"No... I don't know where they are... But one was nice... he put me in the cart away from the red dragon and gave me the gift... I can show you if you need!"
He nodded. "Can I see it?"
Timber nods and places her hand on his. Suddenly, a vision appears. Timber's mother attempting to attack a scoffing human man with an ax, and getting stabbed by several other humans while their leader holds a tabaxi infant... Several tabaxi warriors led by Timber's father attack with spears, and the human carrying Timber shoots a mote of fire that blows the warriors apart... The human steps onto a boat, looking over the burning tabaxi village and holding baby Timber, who begins to cry... A red dragon approaches the tabaxi child, preparing to eat them, when a pair of strong kind hands grab her... A smiling human setting young Timber in a potato cart, and touching her forehead. Timber glows with a divine light, the cart rolls away, and other cultists catch up with the kind human and begin to attack him mercilessly...
Atemos blinks, overwhelmed by the sudden rush of images. "I'm.... so sorry.. That must have been awful..."
"It's okay... worse things could have happened..."
"With the right regents and proper spells... It could disintegrate all the fiends on a plane."
"...Yikes. Why would you want to do that?"
"Because they are the second biggest threat among the Opposition."
"The Opposition?"
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Penny is outside. They are searching for something amide the piles of rusted metal and broken glass. Beta is walking around, dividing things into small piles for things that are broken and not broken. Penny sighs as one of the shards of broken glass cuts her across her arm.
Adder is on the roof of the tavern. He is surprisingly sober for once. He was talking to himself or more correctly, Magnus.
Sharlene walks up. "What are ya doing?"
"Looking for something" she said, wiping the beads or crimson blood off her arm
Sharlene tore off one of her jacket sleeves and walked over, using it as a bandage to wrap around her arm. "Well, try not to kill yourself in all of this."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Penny is outside. They are searching for something amide the piles of rusted metal and broken glass. Beta is walking around, dividing things into small piles for things that are broken and not broken. Penny sighs as one of the shards of broken glass cuts her across her arm.
Adder is on the roof of the tavern. He is surprisingly sober for once. He was talking to himself or more correctly, Magnus.
*Well if Wyatt isn't on then I'm deactivating Valvyre*
Young Tevelin lands next to Adder. "HEY WHAT'CHA DOING?"
Adder raises an eyebrow "What are you doing bird thing?"
"I think... the dragon man called them, uh... 'cultists'? I'm okay by myself. I've had to live by myself in Whitewater for 5 years..."
"That doesn't make it right. I can find the cultists and punch them really hard in the face if you'd like me to?" Atemos smiled, trying to be lighthearted.
"No... I don't know where they are... But one was nice... he put me in the cart away from the red dragon and gave me the gift... I can show you if you need!"
He nodded. "Can I see it?"
Timber nods and places her hand on his. Suddenly, a vision appears. Timber's mother attempting to attack a scoffing human man with an ax, and getting stabbed by several other humans while their leader holds a tabaxi infant... Several tabaxi warriors led by Timber's father attack with spears, and the human carrying Timber shoots a mote of fire that blows the warriors apart... The human steps onto a boat, looking over the burning tabaxi village and holding baby Timber, who begins to cry... A red dragon approaches the tabaxi child, preparing to eat them, when a pair of strong kind hands grab her... A smiling human setting young Timber in a potato cart, and touching her forehead. Timber glows with a divine light, the cart rolls away, and other cultists catch up with the kind human and begin to attack him mercilessly...
Atemos blinks, overwhelmed by the sudden rush of images. "I'm.... so sorry.. That must have been awful..."
*-Stares suspiciously-*
*That last bit sounds oddly like Kung Fu Panda...*
*I would never quote Kung Fu Panda... haha.... hahahahaha.... never...*
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"It's okay... worse things could have happened..."
"That's.... not good at all... You shouldn't be alone like this. Do you want me to try to take you to an orphanage or something?"
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"It's okay... worse things could have happened..."
"That's.... not good at all... You shouldn't be alone like this. Do you want me to try to take you to an orphanage or something?"
Timber hides behind the tree. "NO! I like it here... I have a lot of new friends and it's okay... I'm not alone, my people will always be with me. 'A'ole loa wau e noho mehameha."
Yiu watched as her officers were slaughtered one by one. She swore to herself as she loaded her pistol with another round of copper and iron dipped bullets, The one thing that could pierce the beast’s chest.
Yiu had been part of the Iron corps for 15 years. She started when she was 14 and she hadn’t failed until now but giving up wasn’t an option to her.
She had finally filled her pistols chamber with the last bullet as she looked over her make-shift shield of an overturned car. The beast that she was fighting had its back turned, focused on sucking out the life force of one of her officers. She fired a few shots at it, hoping to hit something vital but all it did was make it angry.
It turned around, snarling between its teeth. The corps had given it the pet nickname of ‘Death’ or ‘Destroyer’. It was a 7’0 humanoid with burnt and molded together skin. It was extremely muscular and could rip apart cars on the spot. Its skin was like a suit of armor.
Yiu cussed to herself as it walked forward, heavy thuds from its feet as it got closer and closer, it was slow but had strength like no one could imagine. Yiu looked around at the carnage around her, her entire team dead. She made the decision to run but she was too late. Its massive hand came down and snatched her. She snarled and began to thrash about as it lifted her off the ground, choking her.
She did the only thing she could, she took out her dagger and thrashed just enough she kicked it into the Destroyers eye socket. It snarled in anger and pain as it dropped her. She took a few seconds to gather air back in her lungs before sprinting off to find someplace safe for shelter.
A woman, standing 5'8, walks into the tavern. Her clothes are dirty and tattered. Crimson blood stains are all over her as if she has been through a rough fight. Her short black hair is cut in a Bob style. Her skin is fair but stained with dirt and blood. She has bright blue-grey eyes that waver with both fear and courage. She has a pistol strapped to her hip as well as a dagger made of steel and iron. She moves to table and soon collapses into its chair.
Penny is outside. They are searching for something amide the piles of rusted metal and broken glass. Beta is walking around, dividing things into small piles for things that are broken and not broken. Penny sighs as one of the shards of broken glass cuts her across her arm.
Adder is on the roof of the tavern. He is surprisingly sober for once. He was talking to himself or more correctly, Magnus.
Sharlene walks up. "What are ya doing?"
"Looking for something" she said, wiping the beads or crimson blood off her arm
Sharlene tore off one of her jacket sleeves and walked over, using it as a bandage to wrap around her arm. "Well, try not to kill yourself in all of this."
she stuck out her tongue "I didn't need for you to tear up such a good jacket" she said and chuckled
A woman, standing 5'8, walks into the tavern. Her clothes are dirty and tattered. Crimson blood stains are all over her as if she has been through a rough fight. Her short black hair is cut in a Bob style. Her skin is fair but stained with dirt and blood. She has bright blue-grey eyes that waver with both fear and courage. She has a pistol strapped to her hip as well as a dagger made of steel and iron. She moves to table and soon collapses into its chair.
Tevelin walks over to her. "Are you okay? Do you need healing magic?"
"It's okay... worse things could have happened..."
"That's.... not good at all... You shouldn't be alone like this. Do you want me to try to take you to an orphanage or something?"
Timber hides behind the tree. "NO! I like it here... I have a lot of new friends and it's okay... I'm not alone, my people will always be with me. 'A'ole loa wau e noho mehameha."
"Sorry! I was just offering.. being on your own is really tough." Atemos conjured a soccer ball. "I saw you playing soccer with oval, if you'd like we can play it too? I can fend off any tentacle cats too."
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Penny is outside. They are searching for something amide the piles of rusted metal and broken glass. Beta is walking around, dividing things into small piles for things that are broken and not broken. Penny sighs as one of the shards of broken glass cuts her across her arm.
Adder is on the roof of the tavern. He is surprisingly sober for once. He was talking to himself or more correctly, Magnus.
Sharlene walks up. "What are ya doing?"
"Looking for something" she said, wiping the beads or crimson blood off her arm
Sharlene tore off one of her jacket sleeves and walked over, using it as a bandage to wrap around her arm. "Well, try not to kill yourself in all of this."
she stuck out her tongue "I didn't need for you to tear up such a good jacket" she said and chuckled
"I got more, don't worry about it, it's just a jacket. Besides, if you cut yourself in all of this, you gotta make sure it doesn't get infected."
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Yiu watched as her officers were slaughtered one by one. She swore to herself as she loaded her pistol with another round of copper and iron dipped bullets, The one thing that could pierce the beast’s chest.
Yiu had been part of the Iron corps for 15 years. She started when she was 14 and she hadn’t failed until now but giving up wasn’t an option to her.
She had finally filled her pistols chamber with the last bullet as she looked over her make-shift shield of an overturned car. The beast that she was fighting had its back turned, focused on sucking out the life force of one of her officers. She fired a few shots at it, hoping to hit something vital but all it did was make it angry.
It turned around, snarling between its teeth. The corps had given it the pet nickname of ‘Death’ or ‘Destroyer’. It was a 7’0 humanoid with burnt and molded together skin. It was extremely muscular and could rip apart cars on the spot. Its skin was like a suit of armor.
Yiu cussed to herself as it walked forward, heavy thuds from its feet as it got closer and closer, it was slow but had strength like no one could imagine. Yiu looked around at the carnage around her, her entire team dead. She made the decision to run but she was too late. Its massive hand came down and snatched her. She snarled and began to thrash about as it lifted her off the ground, choking her.
She did the only thing she could, she took out her dagger and thrashed just enough she kicked it into the Destroyers eye socket. It snarled in anger and pain as it dropped her. She took a few seconds to gather air back in her lungs before sprinting off to find someplace safe for shelter.
A woman, standing 5'8, walks into the tavern. Her clothes are dirty and tattered. Crimson blood stains are all over her as if she has been through a rough fight. Her short black hair is cut in a Bob style. Her skin is fair but stained with dirt and blood. She has bright blue-grey eyes that waver with both fear and courage. She has a pistol strapped to her hip as well as a dagger made of steel and iron. She moves to table and soon collapses into its chair.
*Cool!*
Nessa makes her way over, worriedly. She uses Lay on Hands, 100 HP to heal her.
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A woman, standing 5'8, walks into the tavern. Her clothes are dirty and tattered. Crimson blood stains are all over her as if she has been through a rough fight. Her short black hair is cut in a Bob style. Her skin is fair but stained with dirt and blood. She has bright blue-grey eyes that waver with both fear and courage. She has a pistol strapped to her hip as well as a dagger made of steel and iron. She moves to table and soon collapses into its chair.
Tevelin walks over to her. "Are you okay? Do you need healing magic?"
She opened a single eye and sighed "No, ill be fine"
"It's okay... worse things could have happened..."
"That's.... not good at all... You shouldn't be alone like this. Do you want me to try to take you to an orphanage or something?"
Timber hides behind the tree. "NO! I like it here... I have a lot of new friends and it's okay... I'm not alone, my people will always be with me. 'A'ole loa wau e noho mehameha."
"Sorry! I was just offering.. being on your own is really tough." Atemos conjured a soccer ball. "I saw you playing soccer with oval, if you'd like we can play it too? I can fend off any tentacle cats too."
"Okay! We can play!" Timber runs to one end of the pitch.
*I think Timber speaking Hawaiian is a gooood addition to her character*
Penny is outside. They are searching for something amide the piles of rusted metal and broken glass. Beta is walking around, dividing things into small piles for things that are broken and not broken. Penny sighs as one of the shards of broken glass cuts her across her arm.
Adder is on the roof of the tavern. He is surprisingly sober for once. He was talking to himself or more correctly, Magnus.
Sharlene walks up. "What are ya doing?"
"Looking for something" she said, wiping the beads or crimson blood off her arm
Sharlene tore off one of her jacket sleeves and walked over, using it as a bandage to wrap around her arm. "Well, try not to kill yourself in all of this."
she stuck out her tongue "I didn't need for you to tear up such a good jacket" she said and chuckled
"I got more, don't worry about it, it's just a jacket. Besides, if you cut yourself in all of this, you gotta make sure it doesn't get infected."
A woman, standing 5'8, walks into the tavern. Her clothes are dirty and tattered. Crimson blood stains are all over her as if she has been through a rough fight. Her short black hair is cut in a Bob style. Her skin is fair but stained with dirt and blood. She has bright blue-grey eyes that waver with both fear and courage. She has a pistol strapped to her hip as well as a dagger made of steel and iron. She moves to table and soon collapses into its chair.
Tevelin walks over to her. "Are you okay? Do you need healing magic?"
She opened a single eye and sighed "No, ill be fine"
"Let me make sure" Tevelin points the rod at her and casts cure wounds.
Yiu watched as her officers were slaughtered one by one. She swore to herself as she loaded her pistol with another round of copper and iron dipped bullets, The one thing that could pierce the beast’s chest.
Yiu had been part of the Iron corps for 15 years. She started when she was 14 and she hadn’t failed until now but giving up wasn’t an option to her.
She had finally filled her pistols chamber with the last bullet as she looked over her make-shift shield of an overturned car. The beast that she was fighting had its back turned, focused on sucking out the life force of one of her officers. She fired a few shots at it, hoping to hit something vital but all it did was make it angry.
It turned around, snarling between its teeth. The corps had given it the pet nickname of ‘Death’ or ‘Destroyer’. It was a 7’0 humanoid with burnt and molded together skin. It was extremely muscular and could rip apart cars on the spot. Its skin was like a suit of armor.
Yiu cussed to herself as it walked forward, heavy thuds from its feet as it got closer and closer, it was slow but had strength like no one could imagine. Yiu looked around at the carnage around her, her entire team dead. She made the decision to run but she was too late. Its massive hand came down and snatched her. She snarled and began to thrash about as it lifted her off the ground, choking her.
She did the only thing she could, she took out her dagger and thrashed just enough she kicked it into the Destroyers eye socket. It snarled in anger and pain as it dropped her. She took a few seconds to gather air back in her lungs before sprinting off to find someplace safe for shelter.
A woman, standing 5'8, walks into the tavern. Her clothes are dirty and tattered. Crimson blood stains are all over her as if she has been through a rough fight. Her short black hair is cut in a Bob style. Her skin is fair but stained with dirt and blood. She has bright blue-grey eyes that waver with both fear and courage. She has a pistol strapped to her hip as well as a dagger made of steel and iron. She moves to table and soon collapses into its chair.
*Cool!*
Nessa makes her way over, worriedly. She uses Lay on Hands, 100 HP to heal her.
Yiu narrowed her eyes and sat up "Don't.... Touch me.." She said as if it was hard for her to breath. She had marks around her neck as if someone tried to choke her to death.
"It's okay... worse things could have happened..."
"That's.... not good at all... You shouldn't be alone like this. Do you want me to try to take you to an orphanage or something?"
Timber hides behind the tree. "NO! I like it here... I have a lot of new friends and it's okay... I'm not alone, my people will always be with me. 'A'ole loa wau e noho mehameha."
"Sorry! I was just offering.. being on your own is really tough." Atemos conjured a soccer ball. "I saw you playing soccer with oval, if you'd like we can play it too? I can fend off any tentacle cats too."
"Okay! We can play!" Timber runs to one end of the pitch.
*I think Timber speaking Hawaiian is a gooood addition to her character*
*It's pretty cool! Not sure what the DND language equivalent would be, but hawaiian is a pretty language :)*
Atemos runs to the other end and tosses her the ball. "You first! Give it an awesome kick!"
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Penny is outside. They are searching for something amide the piles of rusted metal and broken glass. Beta is walking around, dividing things into small piles for things that are broken and not broken. Penny sighs as one of the shards of broken glass cuts her across her arm.
Adder is on the roof of the tavern. He is surprisingly sober for once. He was talking to himself or more correctly, Magnus.
Sharlene walks up. "What are ya doing?"
"Looking for something" she said, wiping the beads or crimson blood off her arm
Sharlene tore off one of her jacket sleeves and walked over, using it as a bandage to wrap around her arm. "Well, try not to kill yourself in all of this."
she stuck out her tongue "I didn't need for you to tear up such a good jacket" she said and chuckled
"I got more, don't worry about it, it's just a jacket. Besides, if you cut yourself in all of this, you gotta make sure it doesn't get infected."
"Ah shush" she said and patted sharlenes head
"No, seriously, who knows what kinda diseases you could get from a cut like that?" Sharlene dipped under Penny and picked her up, starting to the tavern. "C'mon, let's at least let it heal up in the tavern for a bit."
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"It's okay... worse things could have happened..."
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.
"The Opposition?"
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Sharlene tore off one of her jacket sleeves and walked over, using it as a bandage to wrap around her arm. "Well, try not to kill yourself in all of this."
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.
"Being annoying."
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.
*I would never quote Kung Fu Panda... haha.... hahahahaha.... never...*
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making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"That's.... not good at all... You shouldn't be alone like this. Do you want me to try to take you to an orphanage or something?"
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Timber hides behind the tree. "NO! I like it here... I have a lot of new friends and it's okay... I'm not alone, my people will always be with me. 'A'ole loa wau e noho mehameha."
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.
-Cutscene-
Yiu watched as her officers were slaughtered one by one. She swore to herself as she loaded her pistol with another round of copper and iron dipped bullets, The one thing that could pierce the beast’s chest.
Yiu had been part of the Iron corps for 15 years. She started when she was 14 and she hadn’t failed until now but giving up wasn’t an option to her.
She had finally filled her pistols chamber with the last bullet as she looked over her make-shift shield of an overturned car. The beast that she was fighting had its back turned, focused on sucking out the life force of one of her officers. She fired a few shots at it, hoping to hit something vital but all it did was make it angry.
It turned around, snarling between its teeth. The corps had given it the pet nickname of ‘Death’ or ‘Destroyer’. It was a 7’0 humanoid with burnt and molded together skin. It was extremely muscular and could rip apart cars on the spot. Its skin was like a suit of armor.
Yiu cussed to herself as it walked forward, heavy thuds from its feet as it got closer and closer, it was slow but had strength like no one could imagine. Yiu looked around at the carnage around her, her entire team dead. She made the decision to run but she was too late. Its massive hand came down and snatched her. She snarled and began to thrash about as it lifted her off the ground, choking her.
She did the only thing she could, she took out her dagger and thrashed just enough she kicked it into the Destroyers eye socket. It snarled in anger and pain as it dropped her. She took a few seconds to gather air back in her lungs before sprinting off to find someplace safe for shelter.
A woman, standing 5'8, walks into the tavern. Her clothes are dirty and tattered. Crimson blood stains are all over her as if she has been through a rough fight. Her short black hair is cut in a Bob style. Her skin is fair but stained with dirt and blood. She has bright blue-grey eyes that waver with both fear and courage. She has a pistol strapped to her hip as well as a dagger made of steel and iron. She moves to table and soon collapses into its chair.
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
she stuck out her tongue "I didn't need for you to tear up such a good jacket" she said and chuckled
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
Tevelin walks over to her. "Are you okay? Do you need healing magic?"
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.
"Sorry! I was just offering.. being on your own is really tough." Atemos conjured a soccer ball. "I saw you playing soccer with oval, if you'd like we can play it too? I can fend off any tentacle cats too."
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
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"I got more, don't worry about it, it's just a jacket. Besides, if you cut yourself in all of this, you gotta make sure it doesn't get infected."
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Nessa makes her way over, worriedly. She uses Lay on Hands, 100 HP to heal her.
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making a smoothie for meta
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She opened a single eye and sighed "No, ill be fine"
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
"Okay! We can play!" Timber runs to one end of the pitch.
*I think Timber speaking Hawaiian is a gooood addition to her character*
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.
"Ah shush" she said and patted sharlenes head
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
"Let me make sure" Tevelin points the rod at her and casts cure wounds.
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.
Yiu narrowed her eyes and sat up "Don't.... Touch me.." She said as if it was hard for her to breath. She had marks around her neck as if someone tried to choke her to death.
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
*It's pretty cool! Not sure what the DND language equivalent would be, but hawaiian is a pretty language :)*
Atemos runs to the other end and tosses her the ball. "You first! Give it an awesome kick!"
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making a smoothie for meta
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"No, seriously, who knows what kinda diseases you could get from a cut like that?" Sharlene dipped under Penny and picked her up, starting to the tavern. "C'mon, let's at least let it heal up in the tavern for a bit."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
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