He leaned down and sat her up into a sitting position. "We can get your weapons later, then. Come on." He helped her up once more.
"Th-thank you... you're pretty, you know?" She's clearly delirious.
"Uh-huh." He looks around for anywhere that seemed like it would have bandages.
She leans on him as he looks.
He helps her to the bar and sets her on a steady stool and asks a bartender to get some bandages.
She leans her head on the bar and looks at him with unfocused eyes.
When he recieves the bandages, he walks onto her side with the arm stump and injects a fresh set of his blood into it, then quickly wrapped the bandages around the stump.
"Why... why am I missing an arm?"
"I ate it." He said simply. "Do you need water?"
"You ate... you ate it? Was it tasty? I... I always thought I would be tasty..."
"Sure. It tasted like ham." He got her a glass of water.
She drinks the water unsteadily, then lays her head down and falls asleep.
He sits there and keeps watch over her as she sleeps.
A bit later she wakes up and yawns, but when she sees Rancor, she freezes and blushes, the blush hard to see against her dark skin.
"Are you in your right mind now?" He either doesn't get it, or ignores it.
She nods mutely, still blushing.
"Okay. I'll go get your weapons now." He stood up.
"Thanks." She sounds embarrassed.
He nods and heads out to look for them.
The revolvers are out where they were fighting, and the shotgun is next to where she woke up.
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He leaned down and sat her up into a sitting position. "We can get your weapons later, then. Come on." He helped her up once more.
"Th-thank you... you're pretty, you know?" She's clearly delirious.
"Uh-huh." He looks around for anywhere that seemed like it would have bandages.
She leans on him as he looks.
He helps her to the bar and sets her on a steady stool and asks a bartender to get some bandages.
She leans her head on the bar and looks at him with unfocused eyes.
When he recieves the bandages, he walks onto her side with the arm stump and injects a fresh set of his blood into it, then quickly wrapped the bandages around the stump.
"Why... why am I missing an arm?"
"I ate it." He said simply. "Do you need water?"
"You ate... you ate it? Was it tasty? I... I always thought I would be tasty..."
"Sure. It tasted like ham." He got her a glass of water.
She drinks the water unsteadily, then lays her head down and falls asleep.
He sits there and keeps watch over her as she sleeps.
A bit later she wakes up and yawns, but when she sees Rancor, she freezes and blushes, the blush hard to see against her dark skin.
"Are you in your right mind now?" He either doesn't get it, or ignores it.
She nods mutely, still blushing.
"Okay. I'll go get your weapons now." He stood up.
"Thanks." She sounds embarrassed.
He nods and heads out to look for them.
The revolvers are out where they were fighting, and the shotgun is next to where she woke up.
He picks up the shotgun and walks over to the revolvers to pick them up, then makes his way back to her.
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A skeleton wearing purple turns and starts to sketch 'New guy'.
*The intro was: Out of the end of the world, a large, powerful figure walks out. They carry a large axe in their hands, and wear clothing made of hide and leaves. On their head they wear a helm that obscures their eyes, and releases a strange shadowed aura. They are.... Buff. They look human with grey skin on their bare arms, but have a build more akin to an orc. They seem to look around, before slinging the huge axe over their shoulder*
The sketch focuses on the face and the skeleton mumbles something to himself as his eyes flare. *Does the person look different with truesight?*
*Nope. Half his face is blocked by the helm*
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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)
"Mithris.... My experience there wouldnt have meant anything if you werent there with me:
Mithris sighs. "Why don't we go look at the last room?"
He nods "Alright!"
Mithris climbs back down.
Kalnor follows, almost falling, but catching himself
"Are you okay?"
"Yup! Ill be fine!!"
Mithris goes to the room they hadn't explored yet.
It leads into a dining room with a hexagonal table. Each side has 2 seats, and a button sits in the middle of the table. An envelope lies next to it
She picks it up.
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He leaned down and sat her up into a sitting position. "We can get your weapons later, then. Come on." He helped her up once more.
"Th-thank you... you're pretty, you know?" She's clearly delirious.
"Uh-huh." He looks around for anywhere that seemed like it would have bandages.
She leans on him as he looks.
He helps her to the bar and sets her on a steady stool and asks a bartender to get some bandages.
She leans her head on the bar and looks at him with unfocused eyes.
When he recieves the bandages, he walks onto her side with the arm stump and injects a fresh set of his blood into it, then quickly wrapped the bandages around the stump.
"Why... why am I missing an arm?"
"I ate it." He said simply. "Do you need water?"
"You ate... you ate it? Was it tasty? I... I always thought I would be tasty..."
"Sure. It tasted like ham." He got her a glass of water.
She drinks the water unsteadily, then lays her head down and falls asleep.
He sits there and keeps watch over her as she sleeps.
A bit later she wakes up and yawns, but when she sees Rancor, she freezes and blushes, the blush hard to see against her dark skin.
"Are you in your right mind now?" He either doesn't get it, or ignores it.
She nods mutely, still blushing.
"Okay. I'll go get your weapons now." He stood up.
"Thanks." She sounds embarrassed.
He nods and heads out to look for them.
The revolvers are out where they were fighting, and the shotgun is next to where she woke up.
He picks up the shotgun and walks over to the revolvers to pick them up, then makes his way back to her.
She blushes again when he gets back, but takes the weapons and looks away.
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Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
He leaned down and sat her up into a sitting position. "We can get your weapons later, then. Come on." He helped her up once more.
"Th-thank you... you're pretty, you know?" She's clearly delirious.
"Uh-huh." He looks around for anywhere that seemed like it would have bandages.
She leans on him as he looks.
He helps her to the bar and sets her on a steady stool and asks a bartender to get some bandages.
She leans her head on the bar and looks at him with unfocused eyes.
When he recieves the bandages, he walks onto her side with the arm stump and injects a fresh set of his blood into it, then quickly wrapped the bandages around the stump.
"Why... why am I missing an arm?"
"I ate it." He said simply. "Do you need water?"
"You ate... you ate it? Was it tasty? I... I always thought I would be tasty..."
"Sure. It tasted like ham." He got her a glass of water.
She drinks the water unsteadily, then lays her head down and falls asleep.
He sits there and keeps watch over her as she sleeps.
A bit later she wakes up and yawns, but when she sees Rancor, she freezes and blushes, the blush hard to see against her dark skin.
"Are you in your right mind now?" He either doesn't get it, or ignores it.
She nods mutely, still blushing.
"Okay. I'll go get your weapons now." He stood up.
"Thanks." She sounds embarrassed.
He nods and heads out to look for them.
The revolvers are out where they were fighting, and the shotgun is next to where she woke up.
He picks up the shotgun and walks over to the revolvers to pick them up, then makes his way back to her.
She blushes again when he gets back, but takes the weapons and looks away.
He tilted his head curiously. "Are you sure you're in good health? You're acting... odd."
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"Mithris.... My experience there wouldnt have meant anything if you werent there with me:
Mithris sighs. "Why don't we go look at the last room?"
He nods "Alright!"
Mithris climbs back down.
Kalnor follows, almost falling, but catching himself
"Are you okay?"
"Yup! Ill be fine!!"
Mithris goes to the room they hadn't explored yet.
It leads into a dining room with a hexagonal table. Each side has 2 seats, and a button sits in the middle of the table. An envelope lies next to it
She picks it up.
A note and key are inside. The note says 'Key leads to garden passage. Drop.on the X to use. The library key opens a passage to a room in the basement(through the garden passage' it then.lists all the other hidden doors, strangely not mentioning the roof passage in.tbe kitchen
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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)
A skeleton wearing purple turns and starts to sketch 'New guy'.
*The intro was: Out of the end of the world, a large, powerful figure walks out. They carry a large axe in their hands, and wear clothing made of hide and leaves. On their head they wear a helm that obscures their eyes, and releases a strange shadowed aura. They are.... Buff. They look human with grey skin on their bare arms, but have a build more akin to an orc. They seem to look around, before slinging the huge axe over their shoulder*
The sketch focuses on the face and the skeleton mumbles something to himself as his eyes flare. *Does the person look different with truesight?*
*Nope. Half his face is blocked by the helm*
After the skeleton finishes sketching him, he walks over and introduces himself. "Hello! My name is Fable. What brings you to the tavern?"
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.
He leaned down and sat her up into a sitting position. "We can get your weapons later, then. Come on." He helped her up once more.
"Th-thank you... you're pretty, you know?" She's clearly delirious.
"Uh-huh." He looks around for anywhere that seemed like it would have bandages.
She leans on him as he looks.
He helps her to the bar and sets her on a steady stool and asks a bartender to get some bandages.
She leans her head on the bar and looks at him with unfocused eyes.
When he recieves the bandages, he walks onto her side with the arm stump and injects a fresh set of his blood into it, then quickly wrapped the bandages around the stump.
"Why... why am I missing an arm?"
"I ate it." He said simply. "Do you need water?"
"You ate... you ate it? Was it tasty? I... I always thought I would be tasty..."
"Sure. It tasted like ham." He got her a glass of water.
She drinks the water unsteadily, then lays her head down and falls asleep.
He sits there and keeps watch over her as she sleeps.
A bit later she wakes up and yawns, but when she sees Rancor, she freezes and blushes, the blush hard to see against her dark skin.
"Are you in your right mind now?" He either doesn't get it, or ignores it.
She nods mutely, still blushing.
"Okay. I'll go get your weapons now." He stood up.
"Thanks." She sounds embarrassed.
He nods and heads out to look for them.
The revolvers are out where they were fighting, and the shotgun is next to where she woke up.
He picks up the shotgun and walks over to the revolvers to pick them up, then makes his way back to her.
She blushes again when he gets back, but takes the weapons and looks away.
He tilted his head curiously. "Are you sure you're in good health? You're acting... odd."
"I..." She takes a deep breath. "I apologize for anything improper I may have said while I was delirious." Her accent is gone again.
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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?
A skeleton wearing purple turns and starts to sketch 'New guy'.
*The intro was: Out of the end of the world, a large, powerful figure walks out. They carry a large axe in their hands, and wear clothing made of hide and leaves. On their head they wear a helm that obscures their eyes, and releases a strange shadowed aura. They are.... Buff. They look human with grey skin on their bare arms, but have a build more akin to an orc. They seem to look around, before slinging the huge axe over their shoulder*
The sketch focuses on the face and the skeleton mumbles something to himself as his eyes flare. *Does the person look different with truesight?*
*Nope. Half his face is blocked by the helm*
After the skeleton finishes sketching him, he walks over and introduces himself. "Hello! My name is Fable. What brings you to the tavern?"
"... The call. You?"
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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)
He leaned down and sat her up into a sitting position. "We can get your weapons later, then. Come on." He helped her up once more.
"Th-thank you... you're pretty, you know?" She's clearly delirious.
"Uh-huh." He looks around for anywhere that seemed like it would have bandages.
She leans on him as he looks.
He helps her to the bar and sets her on a steady stool and asks a bartender to get some bandages.
She leans her head on the bar and looks at him with unfocused eyes.
When he recieves the bandages, he walks onto her side with the arm stump and injects a fresh set of his blood into it, then quickly wrapped the bandages around the stump.
"Why... why am I missing an arm?"
"I ate it." He said simply. "Do you need water?"
"You ate... you ate it? Was it tasty? I... I always thought I would be tasty..."
"Sure. It tasted like ham." He got her a glass of water.
She drinks the water unsteadily, then lays her head down and falls asleep.
He sits there and keeps watch over her as she sleeps.
A bit later she wakes up and yawns, but when she sees Rancor, she freezes and blushes, the blush hard to see against her dark skin.
"Are you in your right mind now?" He either doesn't get it, or ignores it.
She nods mutely, still blushing.
"Okay. I'll go get your weapons now." He stood up.
"Thanks." She sounds embarrassed.
He nods and heads out to look for them.
The revolvers are out where they were fighting, and the shotgun is next to where she woke up.
He picks up the shotgun and walks over to the revolvers to pick them up, then makes his way back to her.
She blushes again when he gets back, but takes the weapons and looks away.
He tilted his head curiously. "Are you sure you're in good health? You're acting... odd."
"I..." She takes a deep breath. "I apologize for anything improper I may have said while I was delirious." Her accent is gone again.
He tilted his head again. "Improper? I do not believe anything you said was improper."
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He leaned down and sat her up into a sitting position. "We can get your weapons later, then. Come on." He helped her up once more.
"Th-thank you... you're pretty, you know?" She's clearly delirious.
"Uh-huh." He looks around for anywhere that seemed like it would have bandages.
She leans on him as he looks.
He helps her to the bar and sets her on a steady stool and asks a bartender to get some bandages.
She leans her head on the bar and looks at him with unfocused eyes.
When he recieves the bandages, he walks onto her side with the arm stump and injects a fresh set of his blood into it, then quickly wrapped the bandages around the stump.
"Why... why am I missing an arm?"
"I ate it." He said simply. "Do you need water?"
"You ate... you ate it? Was it tasty? I... I always thought I would be tasty..."
"Sure. It tasted like ham." He got her a glass of water.
She drinks the water unsteadily, then lays her head down and falls asleep.
He sits there and keeps watch over her as she sleeps.
A bit later she wakes up and yawns, but when she sees Rancor, she freezes and blushes, the blush hard to see against her dark skin.
"Are you in your right mind now?" He either doesn't get it, or ignores it.
She nods mutely, still blushing.
"Okay. I'll go get your weapons now." He stood up.
"Thanks." She sounds embarrassed.
He nods and heads out to look for them.
The revolvers are out where they were fighting, and the shotgun is next to where she woke up.
He picks up the shotgun and walks over to the revolvers to pick them up, then makes his way back to her.
She blushes again when he gets back, but takes the weapons and looks away.
He tilted his head curiously. "Are you sure you're in good health? You're acting... odd."
"I..." She takes a deep breath. "I apologize for anything improper I may have said while I was delirious." Her accent is gone again.
He tilted his head again. "Improper? I do not believe anything you said was improper."
She coughs, blushing even harder.
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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?
"Mithris.... My experience there wouldnt have meant anything if you werent there with me:
Mithris sighs. "Why don't we go look at the last room?"
He nods "Alright!"
Mithris climbs back down.
Kalnor follows, almost falling, but catching himself
"Are you okay?"
"Yup! Ill be fine!!"
Mithris goes to the room they hadn't explored yet.
It leads into a dining room with a hexagonal table. Each side has 2 seats, and a button sits in the middle of the table. An envelope lies next to it
She picks it up.
A note and key are inside. The note says 'Key leads to garden passage. Drop.on the X to use. The library key opens a passage to a room in the basement(through the garden passage' it then.lists all the other hidden doors, strangely not mentioning the roof passage in.tbe kitchen
She shows Kalnor. "Maybe the passage to the roof isn't meant to be hidden?"
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He leaned down and sat her up into a sitting position. "We can get your weapons later, then. Come on." He helped her up once more.
"Th-thank you... you're pretty, you know?" She's clearly delirious.
"Uh-huh." He looks around for anywhere that seemed like it would have bandages.
She leans on him as he looks.
He helps her to the bar and sets her on a steady stool and asks a bartender to get some bandages.
She leans her head on the bar and looks at him with unfocused eyes.
When he recieves the bandages, he walks onto her side with the arm stump and injects a fresh set of his blood into it, then quickly wrapped the bandages around the stump.
"Why... why am I missing an arm?"
"I ate it." He said simply. "Do you need water?"
"You ate... you ate it? Was it tasty? I... I always thought I would be tasty..."
"Sure. It tasted like ham." He got her a glass of water.
She drinks the water unsteadily, then lays her head down and falls asleep.
He sits there and keeps watch over her as she sleeps.
A bit later she wakes up and yawns, but when she sees Rancor, she freezes and blushes, the blush hard to see against her dark skin.
"Are you in your right mind now?" He either doesn't get it, or ignores it.
She nods mutely, still blushing.
"Okay. I'll go get your weapons now." He stood up.
"Thanks." She sounds embarrassed.
He nods and heads out to look for them.
The revolvers are out where they were fighting, and the shotgun is next to where she woke up.
He picks up the shotgun and walks over to the revolvers to pick them up, then makes his way back to her.
She blushes again when he gets back, but takes the weapons and looks away.
He tilted his head curiously. "Are you sure you're in good health? You're acting... odd."
"I..." She takes a deep breath. "I apologize for anything improper I may have said while I was delirious." Her accent is gone again.
He tilted his head again. "Improper? I do not believe anything you said was improper."
She coughs, blushing even harder.
Okay, the blush was so obvious not even he could miss it. "Do you have a fever?" He poked her stump. "Did it get infected? I do not believe I am venomous."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A skeleton wearing purple turns and starts to sketch 'New guy'.
*The intro was: Out of the end of the world, a large, powerful figure walks out. They carry a large axe in their hands, and wear clothing made of hide and leaves. On their head they wear a helm that obscures their eyes, and releases a strange shadowed aura. They are.... Buff. They look human with grey skin on their bare arms, but have a build more akin to an orc. They seem to look around, before slinging the huge axe over their shoulder*
The sketch focuses on the face and the skeleton mumbles something to himself as his eyes flare. *Does the person look different with truesight?*
*Nope. Half his face is blocked by the helm*
After the skeleton finishes sketching him, he walks over and introduces himself. "Hello! My name is Fable. What brings you to the tavern?"
"... The call. You?"
"I was thrown through a portal. What call do you speak of?"
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.
"Mithris.... My experience there wouldnt have meant anything if you werent there with me:
Mithris sighs. "Why don't we go look at the last room?"
He nods "Alright!"
Mithris climbs back down.
Kalnor follows, almost falling, but catching himself
"Are you okay?"
"Yup! Ill be fine!!"
Mithris goes to the room they hadn't explored yet.
It leads into a dining room with a hexagonal table. Each side has 2 seats, and a button sits in the middle of the table. An envelope lies next to it
She picks it up.
A note and key are inside. The note says 'Key leads to garden passage. Drop.on the X to use. The library key opens a passage to a room in the basement(through the garden passage' it then.lists all the other hidden doors, strangely not mentioning the roof passage in.tbe kitchen
She shows Kalnor. "Maybe the passage to the roof isn't meant to be hidden?"
"Huh... Maybe... Still would be a weird place to put it, if it was supposed to be obvious"
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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)
"Mithris.... My experience there wouldnt have meant anything if you werent there with me:
Mithris sighs. "Why don't we go look at the last room?"
He nods "Alright!"
Mithris climbs back down.
Kalnor follows, almost falling, but catching himself
"Are you okay?"
"Yup! Ill be fine!!"
Mithris goes to the room they hadn't explored yet.
It leads into a dining room with a hexagonal table. Each side has 2 seats, and a button sits in the middle of the table. An envelope lies next to it
She picks it up.
A note and key are inside. The note says 'Key leads to garden passage. Drop.on the X to use. The library key opens a passage to a room in the basement(through the garden passage' it then.lists all the other hidden doors, strangely not mentioning the roof passage in.tbe kitchen
She shows Kalnor. "Maybe the passage to the roof isn't meant to be hidden?"
"Huh... Maybe... Still would be a weird place to put it, if it was supposed to be obvious"
She nods. "Let's go look around the other hidden passageways."
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He leaned down and sat her up into a sitting position. "We can get your weapons later, then. Come on." He helped her up once more.
"Th-thank you... you're pretty, you know?" She's clearly delirious.
"Uh-huh." He looks around for anywhere that seemed like it would have bandages.
She leans on him as he looks.
He helps her to the bar and sets her on a steady stool and asks a bartender to get some bandages.
She leans her head on the bar and looks at him with unfocused eyes.
When he recieves the bandages, he walks onto her side with the arm stump and injects a fresh set of his blood into it, then quickly wrapped the bandages around the stump.
"Why... why am I missing an arm?"
"I ate it." He said simply. "Do you need water?"
"You ate... you ate it? Was it tasty? I... I always thought I would be tasty..."
"Sure. It tasted like ham." He got her a glass of water.
She drinks the water unsteadily, then lays her head down and falls asleep.
He sits there and keeps watch over her as she sleeps.
A bit later she wakes up and yawns, but when she sees Rancor, she freezes and blushes, the blush hard to see against her dark skin.
"Are you in your right mind now?" He either doesn't get it, or ignores it.
She nods mutely, still blushing.
"Okay. I'll go get your weapons now." He stood up.
"Thanks." She sounds embarrassed.
He nods and heads out to look for them.
The revolvers are out where they were fighting, and the shotgun is next to where she woke up.
He picks up the shotgun and walks over to the revolvers to pick them up, then makes his way back to her.
She blushes again when he gets back, but takes the weapons and looks away.
He tilted his head curiously. "Are you sure you're in good health? You're acting... odd."
"I..." She takes a deep breath. "I apologize for anything improper I may have said while I was delirious." Her accent is gone again.
He tilted his head again. "Improper? I do not believe anything you said was improper."
She coughs, blushing even harder.
Okay, the blush was so obvious not even he could miss it. "Do you have a fever?" He poked her stump. "Did it get infected? I do not believe I am venomous."
She coughs again, embarrassed, and shakes her head. "No. No, never mind. It's nothing."
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Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
He leaned down and sat her up into a sitting position. "We can get your weapons later, then. Come on." He helped her up once more.
"Th-thank you... you're pretty, you know?" She's clearly delirious.
"Uh-huh." He looks around for anywhere that seemed like it would have bandages.
She leans on him as he looks.
He helps her to the bar and sets her on a steady stool and asks a bartender to get some bandages.
She leans her head on the bar and looks at him with unfocused eyes.
When he recieves the bandages, he walks onto her side with the arm stump and injects a fresh set of his blood into it, then quickly wrapped the bandages around the stump.
"Why... why am I missing an arm?"
"I ate it." He said simply. "Do you need water?"
"You ate... you ate it? Was it tasty? I... I always thought I would be tasty..."
"Sure. It tasted like ham." He got her a glass of water.
She drinks the water unsteadily, then lays her head down and falls asleep.
He sits there and keeps watch over her as she sleeps.
A bit later she wakes up and yawns, but when she sees Rancor, she freezes and blushes, the blush hard to see against her dark skin.
"Are you in your right mind now?" He either doesn't get it, or ignores it.
She nods mutely, still blushing.
"Okay. I'll go get your weapons now." He stood up.
"Thanks." She sounds embarrassed.
He nods and heads out to look for them.
The revolvers are out where they were fighting, and the shotgun is next to where she woke up.
He picks up the shotgun and walks over to the revolvers to pick them up, then makes his way back to her.
She blushes again when he gets back, but takes the weapons and looks away.
He tilted his head curiously. "Are you sure you're in good health? You're acting... odd."
"I..." She takes a deep breath. "I apologize for anything improper I may have said while I was delirious." Her accent is gone again.
He tilted his head again. "Improper? I do not believe anything you said was improper."
She coughs, blushing even harder.
Okay, the blush was so obvious not even he could miss it. "Do you have a fever?" He poked her stump. "Did it get infected? I do not believe I am venomous."
She coughs again, embarrassed, and shakes her head. "No. No, never mind. It's nothing."
He blankly stared at her for a moment. "Okay, then."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A skeleton wearing purple turns and starts to sketch 'New guy'.
*The intro was: Out of the end of the world, a large, powerful figure walks out. They carry a large axe in their hands, and wear clothing made of hide and leaves. On their head they wear a helm that obscures their eyes, and releases a strange shadowed aura. They are.... Buff. They look human with grey skin on their bare arms, but have a build more akin to an orc. They seem to look around, before slinging the huge axe over their shoulder*
The sketch focuses on the face and the skeleton mumbles something to himself as his eyes flare. *Does the person look different with truesight?*
*Nope. Half his face is blocked by the helm*
After the skeleton finishes sketching him, he walks over and introduces himself. "Hello! My name is Fable. What brings you to the tavern?"
"... The call. You?"
"I was thrown through a portal. What call do you speak of?"
"The call of Vir"
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The revolvers are out where they were fighting, and the shotgun is next to where she woke up.
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.
He picks up the shotgun and walks over to the revolvers to pick them up, then makes his way back to her.
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.
*Nope. Half his face is blocked by the helm*
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!
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She picks it up.
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
She blushes again when he gets back, but takes the weapons and looks away.
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.
He tilted his head curiously. "Are you sure you're in good health? You're acting... odd."
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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 note and key are inside. The note says 'Key leads to garden passage. Drop.on the X to use. The library key opens a passage to a room in the basement(through the garden passage' it then.lists all the other hidden doors, strangely not mentioning the roof passage in.tbe kitchen
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)
After the skeleton finishes sketching him, he walks over and introduces himself. "Hello! My name is Fable. What brings you to the tavern?"
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.
"I..." She takes a deep breath. "I apologize for anything improper I may have said while I was delirious." Her accent is gone again.
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.
"... The call. You?"
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)
He tilted his head again. "Improper? I do not believe anything you said was improper."
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
She coughs, blushing even harder.
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.
She shows Kalnor. "Maybe the passage to the roof isn't meant to be hidden?"
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
Okay, the blush was so obvious not even he could miss it. "Do you have a fever?" He poked her stump. "Did it get infected? I do not believe I am venomous."
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.
"I was thrown through a portal. What call do you speak of?"
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.
"Huh... Maybe... Still would be a weird place to put it, if it was supposed to be obvious"
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)
She nods. "Let's go look around the other hidden passageways."
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
She coughs again, embarrassed, and shakes her head. "No. No, never mind. It's nothing."
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.
He blankly stared at her for a moment. "Okay, then."
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.
"The call of Vir"
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)