11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
*Good morning everyone. I have spent my weekend drawing outfits and getting sun burnt. Please send help*
Oscar was outside. She was practicing spells that involved movement of the body. She raised her hand, spun around, and delivered a shard of ice into the trunk of a tree. She smiled to herself as the ice slowly melted and became water before her eyes. Tink and bonk accompanied her, They sat on a rock about 8 feet away, sunning themselves on its warm stony-ness. Oscar wiped the sweat off her brow, she had been practicing for quite awhile now. The air hung humid and held any sort of evaporation in mid air, making breathing and being comfortable hard. She wore a white tank-top, black shorts, and thin sandals made of dark wood. The tattoos that ran up and down her arms seem to glow a tad bit in the dawns light.
Adder was outside. He was hunting a rather strange creature with silver horns, glowing white fur, and massive claws. It treaded the land leaving frost in its wake that melted as soon as it was about 5 feet away. It looked like a bear with silvery eyes and horns, its pelt was a pure white as it shed snowflakes where ever it walked, its claws stamped the ground with frost. Adder narrowed his eyes and raised his bow and arrow set, his sword sat sheathed on his hip.
Oval was staring at a small pool of water in the center of a large boulder made of quartz. They stuck their hand in and pulled it back out, feeling the coolness of the water. They wore a simple white t-shirt, blue shorts, and brown sandals made of hardened leather. Their bear-like stuffed animal sat a few inches from them like a fuzzy protector.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Paris is doing something to his backpack involving steam, pistons, and tubing.
Flanne is sipping coffee and reading.
"Hello sugar!" Spectacle says leaning over their shoulder "Any luck with that cloak?"
Flanne sighs. "Turns out I translated this text wrong. It's supposed to be the pit of stars, not the belly of stars. I've been looking for the wrong place for days." He bangs his head on the table.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Eavalon is looking around at people,.smiling and observing each carefully
The swords seem... Pacified?
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
*Good morning everyone. I have spent my weekend drawing outfits and getting sun burnt. Please send help*
Oscar was outside. She was practicing spells that involved movement of the body. She raised her hand, spun around, and delivered a shard of ice into the trunk of a tree. She smiled to herself as the ice slowly melted and became water before her eyes. Tink and bonk accompanied her, They sat on a rock about 8 feet away, sunning themselves on its warm stony-ness. Oscar wiped the sweat off her brow, she had been practicing for quite awhile now. The air hung humid and held any sort of evaporation in mid air, making breathing and being comfortable hard. She wore a white tank-top, black shorts, and thin sandals made of dark wood. The tattoos that ran up and down her arms seem to glow a tad bit in the dawns light.
Adder was outside. He was hunting a rather strange creature with silver horns, glowing white fur, and massive claws. It treaded the land leaving frost in its wake that melted as soon as it was about 5 feet away. It looked like a bear with silvery eyes and horns, its pelt was a pure white as it shed snowflakes where ever it walked, its claws stamped the ground with frost. Adder narrowed his eyes and raised his bow and arrow set, his sword sat sheathed on his hip.
Oval was staring at a small pool of water in the center of a large boulder made of quartz. They stuck their hand in and pulled it back out, feeling the coolness of the water. They wore a simple white t-shirt, blue shorts, and brown sandals made of hardened leather. Their bear-like stuffed animal sat a few inches from them like a fuzzy protector.
Gust is near when he feel the beast, "Hey dude you think you can take this?" *will level 5 suffice?*
Paris is doing something to his backpack involving steam, pistons, and tubing.
Flanne is sipping coffee and reading.
"Hello sugar!" Spectacle says leaning over their shoulder "Any luck with that cloak?"
Flanne sighs. "Turns out I translated this text wrong. It's supposed to be the pit of stars, not the belly of stars. I've been looking for the wrong place for days." He bangs his head on the table.
"Woah woah woah now, no need to harm yourself, its fine, trust me I'd get nothing out of a language that isn't common or infernal, so the fact you can get something in the first place is spectacular!"
*Good morning everyone. I have spent my weekend drawing outfits and getting sun burnt. Please send help*
Oscar was outside. She was practicing spells that involved movement of the body. She raised her hand, spun around, and delivered a shard of ice into the trunk of a tree. She smiled to herself as the ice slowly melted and became water before her eyes. Tink and bonk accompanied her, They sat on a rock about 8 feet away, sunning themselves on its warm stony-ness. Oscar wiped the sweat off her brow, she had been practicing for quite awhile now. The air hung humid and held any sort of evaporation in mid air, making breathing and being comfortable hard. She wore a white tank-top, black shorts, and thin sandals made of dark wood. The tattoos that ran up and down her arms seem to glow a tad bit in the dawns light.
Adder was outside. He was hunting a rather strange creature with silver horns, glowing white fur, and massive claws. It treaded the land leaving frost in its wake that melted as soon as it was about 5 feet away. It looked like a bear with silvery eyes and horns, its pelt was a pure white as it shed snowflakes where ever it walked, its claws stamped the ground with frost. Adder narrowed his eyes and raised his bow and arrow set, his sword sat sheathed on his hip.
Oval was staring at a small pool of water in the center of a large boulder made of quartz. They stuck their hand in and pulled it back out, feeling the coolness of the water. They wore a simple white t-shirt, blue shorts, and brown sandals made of hardened leather. Their bear-like stuffed animal sat a few inches from them like a fuzzy protector.
Gust is near when he feel the beast, "Hey dude you think you can take this?" *will level 5 suffice?*
"I can take this, i hunted worse" Adder says and narrows his eyes
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Paris is doing something to his backpack involving steam, pistons, and tubing.
Flanne is sipping coffee and reading.
"Hello sugar!" Spectacle says leaning over their shoulder "Any luck with that cloak?"
Flanne sighs. "Turns out I translated this text wrong. It's supposed to be the pit of stars, not the belly of stars. I've been looking for the wrong place for days." He bangs his head on the table.
"Woah woah woah now, no need to harm yourself, its fine, trust me I'd get nothing out of a language that isn't common or infernal, so the fact you can get something in the first place is spectacular!"
"Thanks. I thought I was so close, but in reality I wasted a week of time." Flanne tries to smile. "But heeeeeyyy, its not the destination that matters, just the journey!" He downs his coffee.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Eavalon is looking around at people,.smiling and observing each carefully
The swords seem... Pacified?
Thara waves from a table, wondering why they're looking around like that.
She smiles "Hello"
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
*Good morning everyone. I have spent my weekend drawing outfits and getting sun burnt. Please send help*
Oscar was outside. She was practicing spells that involved movement of the body. She raised her hand, spun around, and delivered a shard of ice into the trunk of a tree. She smiled to herself as the ice slowly melted and became water before her eyes. Tink and bonk accompanied her, They sat on a rock about 8 feet away, sunning themselves on its warm stony-ness. Oscar wiped the sweat off her brow, she had been practicing for quite awhile now. The air hung humid and held any sort of evaporation in mid air, making breathing and being comfortable hard. She wore a white tank-top, black shorts, and thin sandals made of dark wood. The tattoos that ran up and down her arms seem to glow a tad bit in the dawns light.
Adder was outside. He was hunting a rather strange creature with silver horns, glowing white fur, and massive claws. It treaded the land leaving frost in its wake that melted as soon as it was about 5 feet away. It looked like a bear with silvery eyes and horns, its pelt was a pure white as it shed snowflakes where ever it walked, its claws stamped the ground with frost. Adder narrowed his eyes and raised his bow and arrow set, his sword sat sheathed on his hip.
Oval was staring at a small pool of water in the center of a large boulder made of quartz. They stuck their hand in and pulled it back out, feeling the coolness of the water. They wore a simple white t-shirt, blue shorts, and brown sandals made of hardened leather. Their bear-like stuffed animal sat a few inches from them like a fuzzy protector.
Gust is near when he feel the beast, "Hey dude you think you can take this?" *will level 5 suffice?*
"I can take this, i hunted worse" Adder says and narrows his eyes
"Well help shouldn't hurt," They're already in a braced stance, "Plus I'm bored."
*Good morning everyone. I have spent my weekend drawing outfits and getting sun burnt. Please send help*
Oscar was outside. She was practicing spells that involved movement of the body. She raised her hand, spun around, and delivered a shard of ice into the trunk of a tree. She smiled to herself as the ice slowly melted and became water before her eyes. Tink and bonk accompanied her, They sat on a rock about 8 feet away, sunning themselves on its warm stony-ness. Oscar wiped the sweat off her brow, she had been practicing for quite awhile now. The air hung humid and held any sort of evaporation in mid air, making breathing and being comfortable hard. She wore a white tank-top, black shorts, and thin sandals made of dark wood. The tattoos that ran up and down her arms seem to glow a tad bit in the dawns light.
Adder was outside. He was hunting a rather strange creature with silver horns, glowing white fur, and massive claws. It treaded the land leaving frost in its wake that melted as soon as it was about 5 feet away. It looked like a bear with silvery eyes and horns, its pelt was a pure white as it shed snowflakes where ever it walked, its claws stamped the ground with frost. Adder narrowed his eyes and raised his bow and arrow set, his sword sat sheathed on his hip.
Oval was staring at a small pool of water in the center of a large boulder made of quartz. They stuck their hand in and pulled it back out, feeling the coolness of the water. They wore a simple white t-shirt, blue shorts, and brown sandals made of hardened leather. Their bear-like stuffed animal sat a few inches from them like a fuzzy protector.
Vega walks over, kneeling beside her, "Hey there little one." He smiles,
Paris is doing something to his backpack involving steam, pistons, and tubing.
Flanne is sipping coffee and reading.
"Hello sugar!" Spectacle says leaning over their shoulder "Any luck with that cloak?"
Flanne sighs. "Turns out I translated this text wrong. It's supposed to be the pit of stars, not the belly of stars. I've been looking for the wrong place for days." He bangs his head on the table.
"Woah woah woah now, no need to harm yourself, its fine, trust me I'd get nothing out of a language that isn't common or infernal, so the fact you can get something in the first place is spectacular!"
"Thanks. I thought I was so close, but in reality I wasted a week of time." Flanne tries to smile. "But heeeeeyyy, its not the destination that matters, just the journey!" He downs his coffee.
Eavalon is looking around at people,.smiling and observing each carefully
The swords seem... Pacified?
Thara waves from a table, wondering why they're looking around like that.
She smiles "Hello"
"Are you looking for someone?"
"For someone? No."
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
*Good morning everyone. I have spent my weekend drawing outfits and getting sun burnt. Please send help*
Oscar was outside. She was practicing spells that involved movement of the body. She raised her hand, spun around, and delivered a shard of ice into the trunk of a tree. She smiled to herself as the ice slowly melted and became water before her eyes. Tink and bonk accompanied her, They sat on a rock about 8 feet away, sunning themselves on its warm stony-ness. Oscar wiped the sweat off her brow, she had been practicing for quite awhile now. The air hung humid and held any sort of evaporation in mid air, making breathing and being comfortable hard. She wore a white tank-top, black shorts, and thin sandals made of dark wood. The tattoos that ran up and down her arms seem to glow a tad bit in the dawns light.
Adder was outside. He was hunting a rather strange creature with silver horns, glowing white fur, and massive claws. It treaded the land leaving frost in its wake that melted as soon as it was about 5 feet away. It looked like a bear with silvery eyes and horns, its pelt was a pure white as it shed snowflakes where ever it walked, its claws stamped the ground with frost. Adder narrowed his eyes and raised his bow and arrow set, his sword sat sheathed on his hip.
Oval was staring at a small pool of water in the center of a large boulder made of quartz. They stuck their hand in and pulled it back out, feeling the coolness of the water. They wore a simple white t-shirt, blue shorts, and brown sandals made of hardened leather. Their bear-like stuffed animal sat a few inches from them like a fuzzy protector.
Gust is near when he feel the beast, "Hey dude you think you can take this?" *will level 5 suffice?*
"I can take this, i hunted worse" Adder says and narrows his eyes
"Well help shouldn't hurt," They're already in a braced stance, "Plus I'm bored."
"Well if your bored, i dont care anymore"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Good morning everyone. I have spent my weekend drawing outfits and getting sun burnt. Please send help*
Oscar was outside. She was practicing spells that involved movement of the body. She raised her hand, spun around, and delivered a shard of ice into the trunk of a tree. She smiled to herself as the ice slowly melted and became water before her eyes. Tink and bonk accompanied her, They sat on a rock about 8 feet away, sunning themselves on its warm stony-ness. Oscar wiped the sweat off her brow, she had been practicing for quite awhile now. The air hung humid and held any sort of evaporation in mid air, making breathing and being comfortable hard. She wore a white tank-top, black shorts, and thin sandals made of dark wood. The tattoos that ran up and down her arms seem to glow a tad bit in the dawns light.
Adder was outside. He was hunting a rather strange creature with silver horns, glowing white fur, and massive claws. It treaded the land leaving frost in its wake that melted as soon as it was about 5 feet away. It looked like a bear with silvery eyes and horns, its pelt was a pure white as it shed snowflakes where ever it walked, its claws stamped the ground with frost. Adder narrowed his eyes and raised his bow and arrow set, his sword sat sheathed on his hip.
Oval was staring at a small pool of water in the center of a large boulder made of quartz. They stuck their hand in and pulled it back out, feeling the coolness of the water. They wore a simple white t-shirt, blue shorts, and brown sandals made of hardened leather. Their bear-like stuffed animal sat a few inches from them like a fuzzy protector.
Vega walks over, kneeling beside her, "Hey there little one." He smiles,
*EXCUSE WHEN ARE YOU ON AT THIS TIME?!*
Oval smiles "Hiya!" they said and stared at the pool of water.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Good morning everyone. I have spent my weekend drawing outfits and getting sun burnt. Please send help*
Oscar was outside. She was practicing spells that involved movement of the body. She raised her hand, spun around, and delivered a shard of ice into the trunk of a tree. She smiled to herself as the ice slowly melted and became water before her eyes. Tink and bonk accompanied her, They sat on a rock about 8 feet away, sunning themselves on its warm stony-ness. Oscar wiped the sweat off her brow, she had been practicing for quite awhile now. The air hung humid and held any sort of evaporation in mid air, making breathing and being comfortable hard. She wore a white tank-top, black shorts, and thin sandals made of dark wood. The tattoos that ran up and down her arms seem to glow a tad bit in the dawns light.
Adder was outside. He was hunting a rather strange creature with silver horns, glowing white fur, and massive claws. It treaded the land leaving frost in its wake that melted as soon as it was about 5 feet away. It looked like a bear with silvery eyes and horns, its pelt was a pure white as it shed snowflakes where ever it walked, its claws stamped the ground with frost. Adder narrowed his eyes and raised his bow and arrow set, his sword sat sheathed on his hip.
Oval was staring at a small pool of water in the center of a large boulder made of quartz. They stuck their hand in and pulled it back out, feeling the coolness of the water. They wore a simple white t-shirt, blue shorts, and brown sandals made of hardened leather. Their bear-like stuffed animal sat a few inches from them like a fuzzy protector.
Gust is near when he feel the beast, "Hey dude you think you can take this?" *will level 5 suffice?*
"I can take this, i hunted worse" Adder says and narrows his eyes
"Well help shouldn't hurt," They're already in a braced stance, "Plus I'm bored."
"Well if your bored, i dont care anymore"
"Are we fighting it or not?"
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She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
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Paris is doing something to his backpack involving steam, pistons, and tubing.
Flanne is sipping coffee and reading.
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
"Hello sugar!" Spectacle says leaning over their shoulder "Any luck with that cloak?"
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*Good morning everyone. I have spent my weekend drawing outfits and getting sun burnt. Please send help*
Oscar was outside. She was practicing spells that involved movement of the body. She raised her hand, spun around, and delivered a shard of ice into the trunk of a tree. She smiled to herself as the ice slowly melted and became water before her eyes. Tink and bonk accompanied her, They sat on a rock about 8 feet away, sunning themselves on its warm stony-ness. Oscar wiped the sweat off her brow, she had been practicing for quite awhile now. The air hung humid and held any sort of evaporation in mid air, making breathing and being comfortable hard. She wore a white tank-top, black shorts, and thin sandals made of dark wood. The tattoos that ran up and down her arms seem to glow a tad bit in the dawns light.
Adder was outside. He was hunting a rather strange creature with silver horns, glowing white fur, and massive claws. It treaded the land leaving frost in its wake that melted as soon as it was about 5 feet away. It looked like a bear with silvery eyes and horns, its pelt was a pure white as it shed snowflakes where ever it walked, its claws stamped the ground with frost. Adder narrowed his eyes and raised his bow and arrow set, his sword sat sheathed on his hip.
Oval was staring at a small pool of water in the center of a large boulder made of quartz. They stuck their hand in and pulled it back out, feeling the coolness of the water. They wore a simple white t-shirt, blue shorts, and brown sandals made of hardened leather. Their bear-like stuffed animal sat a few inches from them like a fuzzy protector.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Flanne sighs. "Turns out I translated this text wrong. It's supposed to be the pit of stars, not the belly of stars. I've been looking for the wrong place for days." He bangs his head on the table.
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
E is walking downstairs, looking slightly tired
Kalnor is brushing Whitesnout
Eavalon is looking around at people,.smiling and observing each carefully
The swords seem... Pacified?
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
Gust is near when he feel the beast, "Hey dude you think you can take this?" *will level 5 suffice?*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Woah woah woah now, no need to harm yourself, its fine, trust me I'd get nothing out of a language that isn't common or infernal, so the fact you can get something in the first place is spectacular!"
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Thara waves from a table, wondering why they're looking around like that.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"I can take this, i hunted worse" Adder says and narrows his eyes
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Thanks. I thought I was so close, but in reality I wasted a week of time." Flanne tries to smile. "But heeeeeyyy, its not the destination that matters, just the journey!" He downs his coffee.
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
She smiles "Hello"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
"Well help shouldn't hurt," They're already in a braced stance, "Plus I'm bored."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Are you looking for someone?"
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Vega walks over, kneeling beside her, "Hey there little one." He smiles,
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 not on a deadline are you?"
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"For someone? No."
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
"Well if your bored, i dont care anymore"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Then why are you looking around the tavern like that?"
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*EXCUSE WHEN ARE YOU ON AT THIS TIME?!*
Oval smiles "Hiya!" they said and stared at the pool of water.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Are we fighting it or not?"
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.