He picks her up and flaps into the air, swooping over an endless ocean of mountains.
She hugs him close, watching the ground speed past...
He holds her a bit closer than last time, speeding up his bloodstream to increase his body heat to keep her warm this time.
She notices and smiles at him, leaning her head against him.
He seems to be breathing kind of heavily now...
"Are you alright?" She's shouting to be heard over the wind.
He slows down a bit and goes to land on another peak, stumbling a bit as he does so.
"Are you okay?" She hugs him, afraid for him.
"I am alright, just overuse and not enough energy." He sits down. "I haven't eaten in a while, so I can't use my abilities effectively for much longer. Pretty soon, the most I can do is regenerate myself."
"Oh... I could see if there's something around here that you could eat? I could hunt a... mountain goat or something."
Another slight smirk. "It's alright, I should barely have just enough to get us back, if not, somewhere around the forest." He stood up, leaning on his knees and spreading his wings.
"OK." She gives him another quick kiss and gets ready to fly again. *Something to note: her accent has completely disappeared.*
He takes off, -skip to over the forest-, the top set of his eyes disappear, and his horn shrinks into his head. "Brace." He groans out. Little shards ore falling off of his wings.
*Hmm... what could it mean?*
"What?" She does, however, brace. *Hmm...*
The wings completely disappear, and rib-like bones pop out of his back, wrapping around them and acting like a roll cage as they crash into the trees.
Once they stop, the first thing she checks on is her shotgun. And then the second is Rancor, which is a pretty big show of her affection.
They both seem okay, on account of the rib roll cage, which Rancor is slowly taking back into his body. He keeps a hold of Tasa and drops from the trees to the ground, stumbling a bit on the landing. He stumbles to a trunk and falls against it, sliding to the ground with his back to the tree.
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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 picks her up and flaps into the air, swooping over an endless ocean of mountains.
She hugs him close, watching the ground speed past...
He holds her a bit closer than last time, speeding up his bloodstream to increase his body heat to keep her warm this time.
She notices and smiles at him, leaning her head against him.
He seems to be breathing kind of heavily now...
"Are you alright?" She's shouting to be heard over the wind.
He slows down a bit and goes to land on another peak, stumbling a bit as he does so.
"Are you okay?" She hugs him, afraid for him.
"I am alright, just overuse and not enough energy." He sits down. "I haven't eaten in a while, so I can't use my abilities effectively for much longer. Pretty soon, the most I can do is regenerate myself."
"Oh... I could see if there's something around here that you could eat? I could hunt a... mountain goat or something."
Another slight smirk. "It's alright, I should barely have just enough to get us back, if not, somewhere around the forest." He stood up, leaning on his knees and spreading his wings.
"OK." She gives him another quick kiss and gets ready to fly again. *Something to note: her accent has completely disappeared.*
He takes off, -skip to over the forest-, the top set of his eyes disappear, and his horn shrinks into his head. "Brace." He groans out. Little shards ore falling off of his wings.
*Hmm... what could it mean?*
"What?" She does, however, brace. *Hmm...*
The wings completely disappear, and rib-like bones pop out of his back, wrapping around them and acting like a roll cage as they crash into the trees.
Once they stop, the first thing she checks on is her shotgun. And then the second is Rancor, which is a pretty big show of her affection.
They both seem okay, on account of the rib roll cage, which Rancor is slowly taking back into his body. He keeps a hold of Tasa and drops from the trees to the ground, stumbling a bit on the landing. He stumbles to a trunk and falls against it, sliding to the ground with his back to the tree.
She drops to her knees next to him. *Is he awake? If awake* she hugs him, *and if unconscious* she hugs him, then lifts him up and starts carrying him back to the tavern.
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He picks her up and flaps into the air, swooping over an endless ocean of mountains.
She hugs him close, watching the ground speed past...
He holds her a bit closer than last time, speeding up his bloodstream to increase his body heat to keep her warm this time.
She notices and smiles at him, leaning her head against him.
He seems to be breathing kind of heavily now...
"Are you alright?" She's shouting to be heard over the wind.
He slows down a bit and goes to land on another peak, stumbling a bit as he does so.
"Are you okay?" She hugs him, afraid for him.
"I am alright, just overuse and not enough energy." He sits down. "I haven't eaten in a while, so I can't use my abilities effectively for much longer. Pretty soon, the most I can do is regenerate myself."
"Oh... I could see if there's something around here that you could eat? I could hunt a... mountain goat or something."
Another slight smirk. "It's alright, I should barely have just enough to get us back, if not, somewhere around the forest." He stood up, leaning on his knees and spreading his wings.
"OK." She gives him another quick kiss and gets ready to fly again. *Something to note: her accent has completely disappeared.*
He takes off, -skip to over the forest-, the top set of his eyes disappear, and his horn shrinks into his head. "Brace." He groans out. Little shards ore falling off of his wings.
*Hmm... what could it mean?*
"What?" She does, however, brace. *Hmm...*
The wings completely disappear, and rib-like bones pop out of his back, wrapping around them and acting like a roll cage as they crash into the trees.
Once they stop, the first thing she checks on is her shotgun. And then the second is Rancor, which is a pretty big show of her affection.
They both seem okay, on account of the rib roll cage, which Rancor is slowly taking back into his body. He keeps a hold of Tasa and drops from the trees to the ground, stumbling a bit on the landing. He stumbles to a trunk and falls against it, sliding to the ground with his back to the tree.
She drops to her knees next to him. *Is he awake? If awake* she hugs him, *and if unconscious* she hugs him, then lifts him up and starts carrying him back to the tavern.
He seems to be mostly awake. "I'm fine."
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He picks her up and flaps into the air, swooping over an endless ocean of mountains.
She hugs him close, watching the ground speed past...
He holds her a bit closer than last time, speeding up his bloodstream to increase his body heat to keep her warm this time.
She notices and smiles at him, leaning her head against him.
He seems to be breathing kind of heavily now...
"Are you alright?" She's shouting to be heard over the wind.
He slows down a bit and goes to land on another peak, stumbling a bit as he does so.
"Are you okay?" She hugs him, afraid for him.
"I am alright, just overuse and not enough energy." He sits down. "I haven't eaten in a while, so I can't use my abilities effectively for much longer. Pretty soon, the most I can do is regenerate myself."
"Oh... I could see if there's something around here that you could eat? I could hunt a... mountain goat or something."
Another slight smirk. "It's alright, I should barely have just enough to get us back, if not, somewhere around the forest." He stood up, leaning on his knees and spreading his wings.
"OK." She gives him another quick kiss and gets ready to fly again. *Something to note: her accent has completely disappeared.*
He takes off, -skip to over the forest-, the top set of his eyes disappear, and his horn shrinks into his head. "Brace." He groans out. Little shards ore falling off of his wings.
*Hmm... what could it mean?*
"What?" She does, however, brace. *Hmm...*
The wings completely disappear, and rib-like bones pop out of his back, wrapping around them and acting like a roll cage as they crash into the trees.
Once they stop, the first thing she checks on is her shotgun. And then the second is Rancor, which is a pretty big show of her affection.
They both seem okay, on account of the rib roll cage, which Rancor is slowly taking back into his body. He keeps a hold of Tasa and drops from the trees to the ground, stumbling a bit on the landing. He stumbles to a trunk and falls against it, sliding to the ground with his back to the tree.
She drops to her knees next to him. *Is he awake? If awake* she hugs him, *and if unconscious* she hugs him, then lifts him up and starts carrying him back to the tavern.
He seems to be mostly awake. "I'm fine."
"You scared me..." And then, just cause, she kisses him.
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He picks her up and flaps into the air, swooping over an endless ocean of mountains.
She hugs him close, watching the ground speed past...
He holds her a bit closer than last time, speeding up his bloodstream to increase his body heat to keep her warm this time.
She notices and smiles at him, leaning her head against him.
He seems to be breathing kind of heavily now...
"Are you alright?" She's shouting to be heard over the wind.
He slows down a bit and goes to land on another peak, stumbling a bit as he does so.
"Are you okay?" She hugs him, afraid for him.
"I am alright, just overuse and not enough energy." He sits down. "I haven't eaten in a while, so I can't use my abilities effectively for much longer. Pretty soon, the most I can do is regenerate myself."
"Oh... I could see if there's something around here that you could eat? I could hunt a... mountain goat or something."
Another slight smirk. "It's alright, I should barely have just enough to get us back, if not, somewhere around the forest." He stood up, leaning on his knees and spreading his wings.
"OK." She gives him another quick kiss and gets ready to fly again. *Something to note: her accent has completely disappeared.*
He takes off, -skip to over the forest-, the top set of his eyes disappear, and his horn shrinks into his head. "Brace." He groans out. Little shards ore falling off of his wings.
*Hmm... what could it mean?*
"What?" She does, however, brace. *Hmm...*
The wings completely disappear, and rib-like bones pop out of his back, wrapping around them and acting like a roll cage as they crash into the trees.
Once they stop, the first thing she checks on is her shotgun. And then the second is Rancor, which is a pretty big show of her affection.
They both seem okay, on account of the rib roll cage, which Rancor is slowly taking back into his body. He keeps a hold of Tasa and drops from the trees to the ground, stumbling a bit on the landing. He stumbles to a trunk and falls against it, sliding to the ground with his back to the tree.
She drops to her knees next to him. *Is he awake? If awake* she hugs him, *and if unconscious* she hugs him, then lifts him up and starts carrying him back to the tavern.
He seems to be mostly awake. "I'm fine."
"You scared me..." And then, just cause, she kisses him.
He takes the kiss without much reaction other than lifting his hand up to her hand. "It's okay, all I need is something to eat..."
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"A swordswoman huh?" He says leaning against *insert thing, cuz where?*
*On the roof. So, chimney?* "Yes. I have been training with the sword for millennia."
*uhhh, how'd he get up there? I dunno let's say he climbed? I don't freaking know.*
" 'Hundred years right?"
*Probably a roof exit or something. A window from an attic?*
"No. Thousands."
"Damn, what're you exactly?"
*-shrugs-*
She smiles. "Human."
He raises an eyebrow "Now what kinda sorcery is this?"
"Ritual sorcery."
"Huh, for immortality I reckon?"
"For undeath. The power of all the gods I've killed runs through my veins; I was 17 when I killed my first god, and 20 when I learned to harness their power."
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"A swordswoman huh?" He says leaning against *insert thing, cuz where?*
*On the roof. So, chimney?* "Yes. I have been training with the sword for millennia."
*uhhh, how'd he get up there? I dunno let's say he climbed? I don't freaking know.*
" 'Hundred years right?"
*Probably a roof exit or something. A window from an attic?*
"No. Thousands."
"Damn, what're you exactly?"
*-shrugs-*
She smiles. "Human."
He raises an eyebrow "Now what kinda sorcery is this?"
"Ritual sorcery."
"Huh, for immortality I reckon?"
"For undeath. The power of all the gods I've killed runs through my veins; I was 17 when I killed my first god, and 20 when I learned to harness their power."
*Anime villains be like.*
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
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 picks her up and flaps into the air, swooping over an endless ocean of mountains.
She hugs him close, watching the ground speed past...
He holds her a bit closer than last time, speeding up his bloodstream to increase his body heat to keep her warm this time.
She notices and smiles at him, leaning her head against him.
He seems to be breathing kind of heavily now...
"Are you alright?" She's shouting to be heard over the wind.
He slows down a bit and goes to land on another peak, stumbling a bit as he does so.
"Are you okay?" She hugs him, afraid for him.
"I am alright, just overuse and not enough energy." He sits down. "I haven't eaten in a while, so I can't use my abilities effectively for much longer. Pretty soon, the most I can do is regenerate myself."
"Oh... I could see if there's something around here that you could eat? I could hunt a... mountain goat or something."
Another slight smirk. "It's alright, I should barely have just enough to get us back, if not, somewhere around the forest." He stood up, leaning on his knees and spreading his wings.
"OK." She gives him another quick kiss and gets ready to fly again. *Something to note: her accent has completely disappeared.*
He takes off, -skip to over the forest-, the top set of his eyes disappear, and his horn shrinks into his head. "Brace." He groans out. Little shards ore falling off of his wings.
*Hmm... what could it mean?*
"What?" She does, however, brace. *Hmm...*
The wings completely disappear, and rib-like bones pop out of his back, wrapping around them and acting like a roll cage as they crash into the trees.
Once they stop, the first thing she checks on is her shotgun. And then the second is Rancor, which is a pretty big show of her affection.
They both seem okay, on account of the rib roll cage, which Rancor is slowly taking back into his body. He keeps a hold of Tasa and drops from the trees to the ground, stumbling a bit on the landing. He stumbles to a trunk and falls against it, sliding to the ground with his back to the tree.
She drops to her knees next to him. *Is he awake? If awake* she hugs him, *and if unconscious* she hugs him, then lifts him up and starts carrying him back to the tavern.
He seems to be mostly awake. "I'm fine."
"You scared me..." And then, just cause, she kisses him.
He takes the kiss without much reaction other than lifting his hand up to her hand. "It's okay, all I need is something to eat..."
*Still, improvement...* "I'll go looking for something." She pulls out her revolvers, and goes to look for a deer.
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I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
*Cool beans*
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
"All I need to feel is you." He closes his eyes & talks quietly.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
They both seem okay, on account of the rib roll cage, which Rancor is slowly taking back into his body. He keeps a hold of Tasa and drops from the trees to the ground, stumbling a bit on the landing. He stumbles to a trunk and falls against it, sliding to the ground with his back to the tree.
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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.
*-throws cereal box at you-*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Krathian is scrying
Fin is chopping up firewood
Turin is beating the aforementioned tax collector
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
Scill snuggles in and slowly falls asleep.
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.
*-slams table- GO GET YOURSELF SOME NUTRIENTS!*
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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.
He raises an eyebrow "Now what kinda sorcery is this?"
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
She drops to her knees next to him. *Is he awake? If awake* she hugs him, *and if unconscious* she hugs him, then lifts him up and starts carrying him back to the tavern.
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
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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.
"Ritual sorcery."
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Harry Potter stuff is cool.
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Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
He seems to be mostly awake. "I'm fine."
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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.
He still snuggles his Scill. *alright that's a wrap for today!*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"You scared me..." And then, just cause, she kisses him.
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.
"Huh, for immortality I reckon?"
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
He takes the kiss without much reaction other than lifting his hand up to her hand. "It's okay, all I need is something to eat..."
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.
"For undeath. The power of all the gods I've killed runs through my veins; I was 17 when I killed my first god, and 20 when I learned to harness their power."
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.
*Anime villains be like.*
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.
*See you later!*
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.
*Still, improvement...* "I'll go looking for something." She pulls out her revolvers, and goes to look for a deer.
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.