I have many. Maybe green. Maybe white. Next question.
What’s your full name?
I'm not sure how to answer that for I have many names. Next question.
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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.)
The knight is trying to teach himself how to read.
Lore is over at a table with Spectacle. She waves a piece of toast at them.
Hardcase snivels, "Huh?"
"Do you want something to eat?" she asked kindly
"I dunno..." He wipes his nose.
She offers a place of apple wedges "Its good to eat after crying because you used a lot of energy." she said "Im Lore, and this is my friend Spectacle"
Spectacle waves.
"Uh, I think I'm good..." Hardcase snivels again. There's still a few tears running down his cheeks. He appears to be a young adult, but his lower half consists of goat legs, he has four arms, and dragon horns. He has brow curly hair and darker tan skin. Hardcase likes wearing black tanktops as well.
"Are you a satyr of sorts?" she asked "and better question, whats wrong?"
"Nah...nah, I'm a demon..." Hardcase snivels again. "I dun think I wanna talk about it..."
"Then how about we talk about something you like, that would be?" Spectacle moves over to the table hardcase us at.
Hardcase is sitting on the floor with his back to a wall. "I liked...I liked bein' around my-" He snivels again and more tears stream down his cheeks. "Muh family...I'm so weak...I couldn't save 'em...any of 'em..."
Spectacle's face dims, "I know what it's like. I'm sorry for you." for the first time they've been here they show a sad seriousness, tone now just saddened talking.
"Even though I hardly doing better I hope you can trust me in the fact that I'm normally better at this, it must be your prettiness distracting me." He smiles, his cheeks indigo again.
Scill looks at his feet. "Oh god."
"They can't save you from me." He lightly pulls his head up with his hand under his chin.
Scill looks into Alexander's eyes. He mutters something halfheartedly. "Who's they?"
"The gods, was that not clear?" His hold loosens.
"What?" Scill looks up. *Not gonna be on till 10:30*
*see you!* His voice starts to sound with a lace of panic "You said oh god so I said they can't save you from me, like as in they won't intervene between us."
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.
The knight is trying to teach himself how to read.
Lore is over at a table with Spectacle. She waves a piece of toast at them.
Hardcase snivels, "Huh?"
"Do you want something to eat?" she asked kindly
"I dunno..." He wipes his nose.
She offers a place of apple wedges "Its good to eat after crying because you used a lot of energy." she said "Im Lore, and this is my friend Spectacle"
Spectacle waves.
"Uh, I think I'm good..." Hardcase snivels again. There's still a few tears running down his cheeks. He appears to be a young adult, but his lower half consists of goat legs, he has four arms, and dragon horns. He has brow curly hair and darker tan skin. Hardcase likes wearing black tanktops as well.
"Are you a satyr of sorts?" she asked "and better question, whats wrong?"
"Nah...nah, I'm a demon..." Hardcase snivels again. "I dun think I wanna talk about it..."
"Then how about we talk about something you like, that would be?" Spectacle moves over to the table hardcase us at.
Hardcase is sitting on the floor with his back to a wall. "I liked...I liked bein' around my-" He snivels again and more tears stream down his cheeks. "Muh family...I'm so weak...I couldn't save 'em...any of 'em..."
"Oh dear." lore said standing up and walked over "Fate has pulled a nasty problem on you my dear. There was nothing you could do"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The knight is trying to teach himself how to read.
Lore is over at a table with Spectacle. She waves a piece of toast at them.
Hardcase snivels, "Huh?"
"Do you want something to eat?" she asked kindly
"I dunno..." He wipes his nose.
She offers a place of apple wedges "Its good to eat after crying because you used a lot of energy." she said "Im Lore, and this is my friend Spectacle"
Spectacle waves.
"Uh, I think I'm good..." Hardcase snivels again. There's still a few tears running down his cheeks. He appears to be a young adult, but his lower half consists of goat legs, he has four arms, and dragon horns. He has brow curly hair and darker tan skin. Hardcase likes wearing black tanktops as well.
"Are you a satyr of sorts?" she asked "and better question, whats wrong?"
"Nah...nah, I'm a demon..." Hardcase snivels again. "I dun think I wanna talk about it..."
"Then how about we talk about something you like, that would be?" Spectacle moves over to the table hardcase us at.
Hardcase is sitting on the floor with his back to a wall. "I liked...I liked bein' around my-" He snivels again and more tears stream down his cheeks. "Muh family...I'm so weak...I couldn't save 'em...any of 'em..."
Spectacle's face dims, "I know what it's like. I'm sorry for you." for the first time they've been here they show a sad seriousness, tone now just saddened talking.
"You know what it's like?!" Hardcase cries back. "You dunno nothin'!...You dunno a thing...It hurt so bad...not bein' able to do nothin' but watch and bleed out..." He get's up and decides to go for a walk outside.
*Usually when someone is that upset, 'I know what it's like', isn't the best thing to say, even if you actually know what it's like.
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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.)
The knight is trying to teach himself how to read.
Lore is over at a table with Spectacle. She waves a piece of toast at them.
Hardcase snivels, "Huh?"
"Do you want something to eat?" she asked kindly
"I dunno..." He wipes his nose.
She offers a place of apple wedges "Its good to eat after crying because you used a lot of energy." she said "Im Lore, and this is my friend Spectacle"
Spectacle waves.
"Uh, I think I'm good..." Hardcase snivels again. There's still a few tears running down his cheeks. He appears to be a young adult, but his lower half consists of goat legs, he has four arms, and dragon horns. He has brow curly hair and darker tan skin. Hardcase likes wearing black tanktops as well.
"Are you a satyr of sorts?" she asked "and better question, whats wrong?"
"Nah...nah, I'm a demon..." Hardcase snivels again. "I dun think I wanna talk about it..."
"Then how about we talk about something you like, that would be?" Spectacle moves over to the table hardcase us at.
Hardcase is sitting on the floor with his back to a wall. "I liked...I liked bein' around my-" He snivels again and more tears stream down his cheeks. "Muh family...I'm so weak...I couldn't save 'em...any of 'em..."
"Oh dear." lore said standing up and walked over "Fate has pulled a nasty problem on you my dear. There was nothing you could do"
"That...that supposed to make me feel better?" Hardcase looks more upset. "They...they were supposed to die???"
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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.)
Aaron Firehand enters the Tavern at the End of the World, and shakes his trench coat off of a silvery substance. He then gets a room key, goes up to his room for a few moments, then comes back down to lounge in the main area of the inn.
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I enjoy writing, roleplaying, watching TVs and movies, and playing video games!
Currently playing the resident time lord in Las Aminour.
*Thx, the only bit I had to look up was the ice pack part for the broken bones.*
She paid no attention to it until she was finished, only looking it over for a moment. After some internal debate, she took the necklace and the armor and went to work, washing all the blood and stuff off of them.
After being cleaned of blood, the armor begins to repair itself to it's former glory.
She watched it with confusion. "Magics?"
*Indeed*
The soldier groans on the table as he sits up, albeit sluggishly.
She looks up at him and steps in front of him. "Hello, sir, how feeling now?"
*Hey, VTL, wanna continue this, or nah?*
*Sure! Love your pfp, btw*
"Yes, I do feel better. Thank you. How can I repay you for your service?"
*Thx, it's more or less how Sharlene looks, btw.*
"No repay, you were injured, and I consider myself doctor."
*Thought I already reposted, but turns out I reloaded the page too quickly earlier. XD*
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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.
"Even though I hardly doing better I hope you can trust me in the fact that I'm normally better at this, it must be your prettiness distracting me." He smiles, his cheeks indigo again.
Scill looks at his feet. "Oh god."
"They can't save you from me." He lightly pulls his head up with his hand under his chin.
Scill looks into Alexander's eyes. He mutters something halfheartedly. "Who's they?"
"The gods, was that not clear?" His hold loosens.
"What?" Scill looks up. *Not gonna be on till 10:30*
*see you!* His voice starts to sound with a lace of panic "You said oh god so I said they can't save you from me, like as in they won't intervene between us."
"That makes sense. You scared me."
A big sigh of relief comes from Alexander, "You scared me! We're clearly not doing this well so let's just relax, okay?"
The knight is trying to teach himself how to read.
Lore is over at a table with Spectacle. She waves a piece of toast at them.
Hardcase snivels, "Huh?"
"Do you want something to eat?" she asked kindly
"I dunno..." He wipes his nose.
She offers a place of apple wedges "Its good to eat after crying because you used a lot of energy." she said "Im Lore, and this is my friend Spectacle"
Spectacle waves.
"Uh, I think I'm good..." Hardcase snivels again. There's still a few tears running down his cheeks. He appears to be a young adult, but his lower half consists of goat legs, he has four arms, and dragon horns. He has brow curly hair and darker tan skin. Hardcase likes wearing black tanktops as well.
"Are you a satyr of sorts?" she asked "and better question, whats wrong?"
"Nah...nah, I'm a demon..." Hardcase snivels again. "I dun think I wanna talk about it..."
"Then how about we talk about something you like, that would be?" Spectacle moves over to the table hardcase us at.
Hardcase is sitting on the floor with his back to a wall. "I liked...I liked bein' around my-" He snivels again and more tears stream down his cheeks. "Muh family...I'm so weak...I couldn't save 'em...any of 'em..."
"Oh dear." lore said standing up and walked over "Fate has pulled a nasty problem on you my dear. There was nothing you could do"
"That...that supposed to make me feel better?" Hardcase looks more upset. "They...they were supposed to die???"
"I can not console you for I do not know what it is like for you. But I do know a thing or two about pain." She said "Im sorry if my words make you even more upset but fate dealt you a painful hand, you can rise up past it, you can continue to wallow in sadness, or you can take up vengeance"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Even though I hardly doing better I hope you can trust me in the fact that I'm normally better at this, it must be your prettiness distracting me." He smiles, his cheeks indigo again.
Scill looks at his feet. "Oh god."
"They can't save you from me." He lightly pulls his head up with his hand under his chin.
Scill looks into Alexander's eyes. He mutters something halfheartedly. "Who's they?"
"The gods, was that not clear?" His hold loosens.
"What?" Scill looks up. *Not gonna be on till 10:30*
*see you!* His voice starts to sound with a lace of panic "You said oh god so I said they can't save you from me, like as in they won't intervene between us."
"That makes sense. You scared me."
A big sigh of relief comes from Alexander, "You scared me! We're clearly not doing this well so let's just relax, okay?"
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.
The knight is trying to teach himself how to read.
Lore is over at a table with Spectacle. She waves a piece of toast at them.
Hardcase snivels, "Huh?"
"Do you want something to eat?" she asked kindly
"I dunno..." He wipes his nose.
She offers a place of apple wedges "Its good to eat after crying because you used a lot of energy." she said "Im Lore, and this is my friend Spectacle"
Spectacle waves.
"Uh, I think I'm good..." Hardcase snivels again. There's still a few tears running down his cheeks. He appears to be a young adult, but his lower half consists of goat legs, he has four arms, and dragon horns. He has brow curly hair and darker tan skin. Hardcase likes wearing black tanktops as well.
"Are you a satyr of sorts?" she asked "and better question, whats wrong?"
"Nah...nah, I'm a demon..." Hardcase snivels again. "I dun think I wanna talk about it..."
"Then how about we talk about something you like, that would be?" Spectacle moves over to the table hardcase us at.
Hardcase is sitting on the floor with his back to a wall. "I liked...I liked bein' around my-" He snivels again and more tears stream down his cheeks. "Muh family...I'm so weak...I couldn't save 'em...any of 'em..."
"Oh dear." lore said standing up and walked over "Fate has pulled a nasty problem on you my dear. There was nothing you could do"
"That...that supposed to make me feel better?" Hardcase looks more upset. "They...they were supposed to die???"
"I can not console you for I do not know what it is like for you. But I do know a thing or two about pain." She said "Im sorry if my words make you even more upset but fate dealt you a painful hand, you can rise up past it, you can continue to wallow in sadness, or you can take up vengeance"
"Buh...Buh I dun wan' vengeance...I jus' wan' my family back..."
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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.)
The knight is trying to teach himself how to read.
Lore is over at a table with Spectacle. She waves a piece of toast at them.
Hardcase snivels, "Huh?"
"Do you want something to eat?" she asked kindly
"I dunno..." He wipes his nose.
She offers a place of apple wedges "Its good to eat after crying because you used a lot of energy." she said "Im Lore, and this is my friend Spectacle"
Spectacle waves.
"Uh, I think I'm good..." Hardcase snivels again. There's still a few tears running down his cheeks. He appears to be a young adult, but his lower half consists of goat legs, he has four arms, and dragon horns. He has brow curly hair and darker tan skin. Hardcase likes wearing black tanktops as well.
"Are you a satyr of sorts?" she asked "and better question, whats wrong?"
"Nah...nah, I'm a demon..." Hardcase snivels again. "I dun think I wanna talk about it..."
"Then how about we talk about something you like, that would be?" Spectacle moves over to the table hardcase us at.
Hardcase is sitting on the floor with his back to a wall. "I liked...I liked bein' around my-" He snivels again and more tears stream down his cheeks. "Muh family...I'm so weak...I couldn't save 'em...any of 'em..."
Spectacle's face dims, "I know what it's like. I'm sorry for you." for the first time they've been here they show a sad seriousness, tone now just saddened talking.
"You know what it's like?!" Hardcase cries back. "You dunno nothin'!...You dunno a thing...It hurt so bad...not bein' able to do nothin' but watch and bleed out..." He get's up and decides to go for a walk outside.
*Usually when someone is that upset, 'I know what it's like', isn't the best thing to say, even if you actually know what it's like.
The knight is trying to teach himself how to read.
Lore is over at a table with Spectacle. She waves a piece of toast at them.
Hardcase snivels, "Huh?"
"Do you want something to eat?" she asked kindly
"I dunno..." He wipes his nose.
She offers a place of apple wedges "Its good to eat after crying because you used a lot of energy." she said "Im Lore, and this is my friend Spectacle"
Spectacle waves.
"Uh, I think I'm good..." Hardcase snivels again. There's still a few tears running down his cheeks. He appears to be a young adult, but his lower half consists of goat legs, he has four arms, and dragon horns. He has brow curly hair and darker tan skin. Hardcase likes wearing black tanktops as well.
"Are you a satyr of sorts?" she asked "and better question, whats wrong?"
"Nah...nah, I'm a demon..." Hardcase snivels again. "I dun think I wanna talk about it..."
"Then how about we talk about something you like, that would be?" Spectacle moves over to the table hardcase us at.
Hardcase is sitting on the floor with his back to a wall. "I liked...I liked bein' around my-" He snivels again and more tears stream down his cheeks. "Muh family...I'm so weak...I couldn't save 'em...any of 'em..."
"Oh dear." lore said standing up and walked over "Fate has pulled a nasty problem on you my dear. There was nothing you could do"
"That...that supposed to make me feel better?" Hardcase looks more upset. "They...they were supposed to die???"
"I can not console you for I do not know what it is like for you. But I do know a thing or two about pain." She said "Im sorry if my words make you even more upset but fate dealt you a painful hand, you can rise up past it, you can continue to wallow in sadness, or you can take up vengeance"
"Buh...Buh I dun wan' vengeance...I jus' wan' my family back..."
"Mn" Lore said, leaning on Spectacle, watching Hardcase with her turquoise eyes "Who killed your family?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Even though I hardly doing better I hope you can trust me in the fact that I'm normally better at this, it must be your prettiness distracting me." He smiles, his cheeks indigo again.
Scill looks at his feet. "Oh god."
"They can't save you from me." He lightly pulls his head up with his hand under his chin.
Scill looks into Alexander's eyes. He mutters something halfheartedly. "Who's they?"
"The gods, was that not clear?" His hold loosens.
"What?" Scill looks up. *Not gonna be on till 10:30*
*see you!* His voice starts to sound with a lace of panic "You said oh god so I said they can't save you from me, like as in they won't intervene between us."
"That makes sense. You scared me."
A big sigh of relief comes from Alexander, "You scared me! We're clearly not doing this well so let's just relax, okay?"
"Sure." Scill continues dancing.
He stops a second realising the potential other meaning Scill took before continuing with Scill, holding him closer.
The knight is trying to teach himself how to read.
Lore is over at a table with Spectacle. She waves a piece of toast at them.
Hardcase snivels, "Huh?"
"Do you want something to eat?" she asked kindly
"I dunno..." He wipes his nose.
She offers a place of apple wedges "Its good to eat after crying because you used a lot of energy." she said "Im Lore, and this is my friend Spectacle"
Spectacle waves.
"Uh, I think I'm good..." Hardcase snivels again. There's still a few tears running down his cheeks. He appears to be a young adult, but his lower half consists of goat legs, he has four arms, and dragon horns. He has brow curly hair and darker tan skin. Hardcase likes wearing black tanktops as well.
"Are you a satyr of sorts?" she asked "and better question, whats wrong?"
"Nah...nah, I'm a demon..." Hardcase snivels again. "I dun think I wanna talk about it..."
"Then how about we talk about something you like, that would be?" Spectacle moves over to the table hardcase us at.
Hardcase is sitting on the floor with his back to a wall. "I liked...I liked bein' around my-" He snivels again and more tears stream down his cheeks. "Muh family...I'm so weak...I couldn't save 'em...any of 'em..."
"Oh dear." lore said standing up and walked over "Fate has pulled a nasty problem on you my dear. There was nothing you could do"
"That...that supposed to make me feel better?" Hardcase looks more upset. "They...they were supposed to die???"
"I can not console you for I do not know what it is like for you. But I do know a thing or two about pain." She said "Im sorry if my words make you even more upset but fate dealt you a painful hand, you can rise up past it, you can continue to wallow in sadness, or you can take up vengeance"
"Buh...Buh I dun wan' vengeance...I jus' wan' my family back..."
"Mn" Lore said, leaning on Spectacle, watching Hardcase with her turquoise eyes "Who killed your family?"
They give a quick odd look at Lore before going back to looking at hardcase.
"Even though I hardly doing better I hope you can trust me in the fact that I'm normally better at this, it must be your prettiness distracting me." He smiles, his cheeks indigo again.
Scill looks at his feet. "Oh god."
"They can't save you from me." He lightly pulls his head up with his hand under his chin.
Scill looks into Alexander's eyes. He mutters something halfheartedly. "Who's they?"
"The gods, was that not clear?" His hold loosens.
"What?" Scill looks up. *Not gonna be on till 10:30*
*see you!* His voice starts to sound with a lace of panic "You said oh god so I said they can't save you from me, like as in they won't intervene between us."
"That makes sense. You scared me."
A big sigh of relief comes from Alexander, "You scared me! We're clearly not doing this well so let's just relax, okay?"
"Sure." Scill continues dancing.
He stops a second realising the potential other meaning Scill took before continuing with Scill, holding him closer.
Scill draws in and hugs Alexander. "How can I touch you?"
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.
"Even though I hardly doing better I hope you can trust me in the fact that I'm normally better at this, it must be your prettiness distracting me." He smiles, his cheeks indigo again.
Scill looks at his feet. "Oh god."
"They can't save you from me." He lightly pulls his head up with his hand under his chin.
Scill looks into Alexander's eyes. He mutters something halfheartedly. "Who's they?"
"The gods, was that not clear?" His hold loosens.
"What?" Scill looks up. *Not gonna be on till 10:30*
*see you!* His voice starts to sound with a lace of panic "You said oh god so I said they can't save you from me, like as in they won't intervene between us."
"That makes sense. You scared me."
A big sigh of relief comes from Alexander, "You scared me! We're clearly not doing this well so let's just relax, okay?"
"Sure." Scill continues dancing.
He stops a second realising the potential other meaning Scill took before continuing with Scill, holding him closer.
Scill draws in and hugs Alexander. "How can I touch you?"
"I genuinely don't know, I love it though."
*want to know OOC?*
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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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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.)
Spectacle's face dims, "I know what it's like. I'm sorry for you." for the first time they've been here they show a sad seriousness, tone now just saddened talking.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"That makes sense. You scared me."
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.
"Oh dear." lore said standing up and walked over "Fate has pulled a nasty problem on you my dear. There was nothing you could do"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"You know what it's like?!" Hardcase cries back. "You dunno nothin'!...You dunno a thing...It hurt so bad...not bein' able to do nothin' but watch and bleed out..." He get's up and decides to go for a walk outside.
*Usually when someone is that upset, 'I know what it's like', isn't the best thing to say, even if you actually know what it's like.
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.)
"That...that supposed to make me feel better?" Hardcase looks more upset. "They...they were supposed to die???"
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.)
Aaron Firehand enters the Tavern at the End of the World, and shakes his trench coat off of a silvery substance. He then gets a room key, goes up to his room for a few moments, then comes back down to lounge in the main area of the inn.
I enjoy writing, roleplaying, watching TVs and movies, and playing video games!
Currently playing the resident time lord in Las Aminour.
Want to check out my stuff? Here’s my campaign:
My Campaign
*Thought I already reposted, but turns out I reloaded the page too quickly earlier. XD*
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.
A big sigh of relief comes from Alexander, "You scared me! We're clearly not doing this well so let's just relax, okay?"
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"I can not console you for I do not know what it is like for you. But I do know a thing or two about pain." She said "Im sorry if my words make you even more upset but fate dealt you a painful hand, you can rise up past it, you can continue to wallow in sadness, or you can take up vengeance"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Sure." Scill continues dancing.
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.
"Buh...Buh I dun wan' vengeance...I jus' wan' my family back..."
The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that...
"Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent*
"Eliksni must rise...yes?"
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When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
*mm, well I'm not my characters so.....*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Mn" Lore said, leaning on Spectacle, watching Hardcase with her turquoise eyes "Who killed your family?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He stops a second realising the potential other meaning Scill took before continuing with Scill, holding him closer.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
They give a quick odd look at Lore before going back to looking at hardcase.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Lore was talking with Spectacle and Hardcase.
Penny is sitting on the couch, reading.
Lawrence wants to make a princess.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Scill draws in and hugs Alexander. "How can I touch you?"
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.
*the in universe one?*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"I genuinely don't know, I love it though."
*want to know OOC?*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.