Allison is outside. She is meditating in her garden.
Yuri is lying on the grassy hill, watching the clouds go by.
Lore is with Hunter.
Emrick is outside, quietly playing music to himself.
Yuri's ears perk up a bit as she hears this, she sits up and looks over.
The song is not your typical one and as he plays on his guitar, other instruments seem to make a sound as if an entire band was playing with him, but it's just himself.
"I'm so happy 'cause today I found my friends They're in my head I'm so ugly, that's okay, 'cause so are you Broke our mirrors Sunday morning is everyday, for all I care And I'm not scared Light my candles in a daze 'Cause I've found God
I'm so lonely, that's okay, I shaved my head And I'm not sad And just maybe I'm to blame for all I've heard But I'm not sure I'm so excited, I can't wait to meet you there And I don't care I'm so horny, that's okay My will is good
I like it, I'm not gonna crack I miss you, I'm not gonna crack I love you, I'm not gonna crack I killed you, I'm not gonna crack I like it, I'm not gonna crack I miss you, I'm not gonna crack I love you, I'm not gonna crack I killed you, I'm not gonna crack
I'm so happy 'cause today I found my friends They're in my head I'm so ugly, that's okay, 'cause so are you Broke our mirrors Sunday morning is everyday, for all I care And I'm not scared Light my candles in a daze 'Cause I've found God
I like it, I'm not gonna crack I miss you, I'm not gonna crack I love you, I'm not gonna crack I killed you, I'm not gonna crack I like it, I'm not gonna crack I miss you, I'm not gonna crack I love you, I'm not gonna crack I killed you, I'm not gonna crack."
She appears besides him, listening.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Allison is outside. She is meditating in her garden.
Yuri is lying on the grassy hill, watching the clouds go by.
Lore is with Hunter.
*Literally giving her someone to interact with, and yet...XD*
*Wait Soldaer? Oh, hold up*
She feels a disturbance in the natural growth around her, The grass whispers what happens below the earth created by a person named 'Soldaer' to her.
Soldaer is reclining against a rather large tree that appears to be growing into some sort of building, but in such a way that it still appears to be a tree.
*From last night*
Soldaer turns back to the triple tree-structure thingy, and resumes his chanting, the structure growing rapidly. By the time he stops today, it is nearly 100 feet tall, with the first room completed and two more having been started. The trunk is now nearly 6 feet in diameter, and the staircase is just barely wide enough for a medium sized humanoid to fit up.
Yuri appears besides him. "You."
Soldaer sighs and looks up at her. "You're the second Eladrin I've met in the past three days, you know that? First one was just creepily watching me with a mask on." He gives one of those tired half-sigh-half-snorts. "Anyways, what can I help you with?"
"I am no Eladrin child. But this tree you grew is a disgrace to perfection of nature" she said
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Allison is outside. She is meditating in her garden.
Yuri is lying on the grassy hill, watching the clouds go by.
Lore is with Hunter.
Emrick is outside, quietly playing music to himself.
Yuri's ears perk up a bit as she hears this, she sits up and looks over.
The song is not your typical one and as he plays on his guitar, other instruments seem to make a sound as if an entire band was playing with him, but it's just himself.
"I'm so happy 'cause today I found my friends They're in my head I'm so ugly, that's okay, 'cause so are you Broke our mirrors Sunday morning is everyday, for all I care And I'm not scared Light my candles in a daze 'Cause I've found God
I'm so lonely, that's okay, I shaved my head And I'm not sad And just maybe I'm to blame for all I've heard But I'm not sure I'm so excited, I can't wait to meet you there And I don't care I'm so horny, that's okay My will is good
I like it, I'm not gonna crack I miss you, I'm not gonna crack I love you, I'm not gonna crack I killed you, I'm not gonna crack I like it, I'm not gonna crack I miss you, I'm not gonna crack I love you, I'm not gonna crack I killed you, I'm not gonna crack
I'm so happy 'cause today I found my friends They're in my head I'm so ugly, that's okay, 'cause so are you Broke our mirrors Sunday morning is everyday, for all I care And I'm not scared Light my candles in a daze 'Cause I've found God
I like it, I'm not gonna crack I miss you, I'm not gonna crack I love you, I'm not gonna crack I killed you, I'm not gonna crack I like it, I'm not gonna crack I miss you, I'm not gonna crack I love you, I'm not gonna crack I killed you, I'm not gonna crack."
She appears besides him, listening.
"GAH!" He falls over. "Hey...personal space, please." He sighs and stands back up, but looks away from Yuri, turning his head to hide the badly scarred side of his face.
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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.)
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.
Allison is outside. She is meditating in her garden.
Yuri is lying on the grassy hill, watching the clouds go by.
Lore is with Hunter.
Emrick is outside, quietly playing music to himself.
Yuri's ears perk up a bit as she hears this, she sits up and looks over.
The song is not your typical one and as he plays on his guitar, other instruments seem to make a sound as if an entire band was playing with him, but it's just himself.
"I'm so happy 'cause today I found my friends They're in my head I'm so ugly, that's okay, 'cause so are you Broke our mirrors Sunday morning is everyday, for all I care And I'm not scared Light my candles in a daze 'Cause I've found God
I'm so lonely, that's okay, I shaved my head And I'm not sad And just maybe I'm to blame for all I've heard But I'm not sure I'm so excited, I can't wait to meet you there And I don't care I'm so horny, that's okay My will is good
I like it, I'm not gonna crack I miss you, I'm not gonna crack I love you, I'm not gonna crack I killed you, I'm not gonna crack I like it, I'm not gonna crack I miss you, I'm not gonna crack I love you, I'm not gonna crack I killed you, I'm not gonna crack
I'm so happy 'cause today I found my friends They're in my head I'm so ugly, that's okay, 'cause so are you Broke our mirrors Sunday morning is everyday, for all I care And I'm not scared Light my candles in a daze 'Cause I've found God
I like it, I'm not gonna crack I miss you, I'm not gonna crack I love you, I'm not gonna crack I killed you, I'm not gonna crack I like it, I'm not gonna crack I miss you, I'm not gonna crack I love you, I'm not gonna crack I killed you, I'm not gonna crack."
She appears besides him, listening.
"GAH!" He falls over. "Hey...personal space, please." He sighs and stands back up, but looks away from Yuri, turning his head to hide the badly scarred side of his face.
She tilts her head, almost like a curious child. "That sound, it sounds sad." She said and kneeled down, sitting on her knee's.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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.
Allison is outside. She is meditating in her garden.
Yuri is lying on the grassy hill, watching the clouds go by.
Lore is with Hunter.
*Literally giving her someone to interact with, and yet...XD*
*Wait Soldaer? Oh, hold up*
She feels a disturbance in the natural growth around her, The grass whispers what happens below the earth created by a person named 'Soldaer' to her.
Soldaer is reclining against a rather large tree that appears to be growing into some sort of building, but in such a way that it still appears to be a tree.
*From last night*
Soldaer turns back to the triple tree-structure thingy, and resumes his chanting, the structure growing rapidly. By the time he stops today, it is nearly 100 feet tall, with the first room completed and two more having been started. The trunk is now nearly 6 feet in diameter, and the staircase is just barely wide enough for a medium sized humanoid to fit up.
Yuri appears besides him. "You."
Soldaer sighs and looks up at her. "You're the second Eladrin I've met in the past three days, you know that? First one was just creepily watching me with a mask on." He gives one of those tired half-sigh-half-snorts. "Anyways, what can I help you with?"
"I am no Eladrin child. But this tree you grew is a disgrace to perfection of nature" she said
Soldaer groans. "This is how my people have been building, or rather, growing, our homes for the past 10,000 years, ma'am. We live in harmony with nature, or at least as much as we can. It doesn't harm the trees in any way, as all I do is guide the growth, much like many gardeners do, albeit on a larger scale. Besides, I know that at the very least you are from the Feywild. I spent nearly 20 years there, and have seen similar structures, believe it or not." Soldaer climbs to his feet, obviously a bit wearied.
Allison is outside. She is meditating in her garden.
Yuri is lying on the grassy hill, watching the clouds go by.
Lore is with Hunter.
*Literally giving her someone to interact with, and yet...XD*
*Wait Soldaer? Oh, hold up*
She feels a disturbance in the natural growth around her, The grass whispers what happens below the earth created by a person named 'Soldaer' to her.
Soldaer is reclining against a rather large tree that appears to be growing into some sort of building, but in such a way that it still appears to be a tree.
*From last night*
Soldaer turns back to the triple tree-structure thingy, and resumes his chanting, the structure growing rapidly. By the time he stops today, it is nearly 100 feet tall, with the first room completed and two more having been started. The trunk is now nearly 6 feet in diameter, and the staircase is just barely wide enough for a medium sized humanoid to fit up.
Yuri appears besides him. "You."
Soldaer sighs and looks up at her. "You're the second Eladrin I've met in the past three days, you know that? First one was just creepily watching me with a mask on." He gives one of those tired half-sigh-half-snorts. "Anyways, what can I help you with?"
"I am no Eladrin child. But this tree you grew is a disgrace to perfection of nature" she said
Soldaer groans. "This is how my people have been building, or rather, growing, our homes for the past 10,000 years, ma'am. We live in harmony with nature, or at least as much as we can. It doesn't harm the trees in any way, as all I do is guide the growth, much like many gardeners do, albeit on a larger scale. Besides, I know that at the very least you are from the Feywild. I spent nearly 20 years there, and have seen similar structures, believe it or not." Soldaer climbs to his feet, obviously a bit wearied.
"Not im my domain Impish creature"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Barachiel is sipping tea and reading a book on werewolves.
Fable is writing something in a book.
Valian calls over from a few feet, "Hey Bara." *you know his new look right?*
*Sorry, no.*
Barachiel close the book and looks up. "Hey. Sorry about... You know."
"Uh, no I actually don't, what do you mean?" *here*
He wears bangles & a laural leaf headband of matte gold in colour over his hair, with a wooden carved Ring Of Animal Influence on his left index finger & a light ashy-grey glove with no index or thumb fingers on his right hand. His clothing consists of a stylized black tunic, brown belt with a matte gold buckle, leggings of the same colour as his glove, & brown leather boots with some short faux fur on the outside. He carries a silver sheeth with gold coloured accents holding a silver rapier on his left hip, with a design of wolves on it.
Allison is outside. She is meditating in her garden.
Yuri is lying on the grassy hill, watching the clouds go by.
Lore is with Hunter.
Emrick is outside, quietly playing music to himself.
Yuri's ears perk up a bit as she hears this, she sits up and looks over.
The song is not your typical one and as he plays on his guitar, other instruments seem to make a sound as if an entire band was playing with him, but it's just himself.
"I'm so happy 'cause today I found my friends They're in my head I'm so ugly, that's okay, 'cause so are you Broke our mirrors Sunday morning is everyday, for all I care And I'm not scared Light my candles in a daze 'Cause I've found God
I'm so lonely, that's okay, I shaved my head And I'm not sad And just maybe I'm to blame for all I've heard But I'm not sure I'm so excited, I can't wait to meet you there And I don't care I'm so horny, that's okay My will is good
I like it, I'm not gonna crack I miss you, I'm not gonna crack I love you, I'm not gonna crack I killed you, I'm not gonna crack I like it, I'm not gonna crack I miss you, I'm not gonna crack I love you, I'm not gonna crack I killed you, I'm not gonna crack
I'm so happy 'cause today I found my friends They're in my head I'm so ugly, that's okay, 'cause so are you Broke our mirrors Sunday morning is everyday, for all I care And I'm not scared Light my candles in a daze 'Cause I've found God
I like it, I'm not gonna crack I miss you, I'm not gonna crack I love you, I'm not gonna crack I killed you, I'm not gonna crack I like it, I'm not gonna crack I miss you, I'm not gonna crack I love you, I'm not gonna crack I killed you, I'm not gonna crack."
She appears besides him, listening.
"GAH!" He falls over. "Hey...personal space, please." He sighs and stands back up, but looks away from Yuri, turning his head to hide the badly scarred side of his face.
She tilts her head, almost like a curious child. "That sound, it sounds sad." She said and kneeled down, sitting on her knee's.
"Well...I am sad."
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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.)
Barachiel is sipping tea and reading a book on werewolves.
Fable is writing something in a book.
Valian calls over from a few feet, "Hey Bara." *you know his new look right?*
*Sorry, no.*
Barachiel close the book and looks up. "Hey. Sorry about... You know."
"Uh, no I actually don't, what do you mean?" *here*
He wears bangles & a laural leaf headband of matte gold in colour over his hair, with a wooden carved Ring Of Animal Influence on his left index finger & a light ashy-grey glove with no index or thumb fingers on his right hand. His clothing consists of a stylized black tunic, brown belt with a matte gold buckle, leggings of the same colour as his glove, & brown leather boots with some short faux fur on the outside. He carries a silver sheeth with gold coloured accents holding a silver rapier on his left hip, with a design of wolves on it.
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 appears besides him, listening.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Well you held a bloody saw up like some disgraced doctor! Of course im gonna be afraid you going to harm me!"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Valian is cleaning his wings.
Jerimiah is checking up on his guns, making sure they function properly.
Some tiefling kid is sitting cross legged in the rafters, watching the tavern. *Let me know on truesight.*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"I am no Eladrin child. But this tree you grew is a disgrace to perfection of nature" she said
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"GAH!" He falls over. "Hey...personal space, please." He sighs and stands back up, but looks away from Yuri, turning his head to hide the badly scarred side of his face.
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.)
"The saw was clean," He says, "And i would not harm you"
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
Barachiel is sipping tea and reading a book on werewolves.
Fable is writing something in a book.
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.
Valian calls over from a few feet, "Hey Bara." *you know his new look right?*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
She tilts her head, almost like a curious child. "That sound, it sounds sad." She said and kneeled down, sitting on her knee's.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Still!!" She says something if infernal, maybe a little bit scared still.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Sorry, no.*
Barachiel close the book and looks up. "Hey. Sorry about... You know."
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.
*Hunter knows infernal :D*
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
Soldaer groans. "This is how my people have been building, or rather, growing, our homes for the past 10,000 years, ma'am. We live in harmony with nature, or at least as much as we can. It doesn't harm the trees in any way, as all I do is guide the growth, much like many gardeners do, albeit on a larger scale. Besides, I know that at the very least you are from the Feywild. I spent nearly 20 years there, and have seen similar structures, believe it or not." Soldaer climbs to his feet, obviously a bit wearied.
She said: "Keep that thing far away from me"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Not im my domain Impish creature"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Uh, no I actually don't, what do you mean?" *here*
He wears bangles & a laural leaf headband of matte gold in colour over his hair, with a wooden carved Ring Of Animal Influence on his left index finger & a light ashy-grey glove with no index or thumb fingers on his right hand. His clothing consists of a stylized black tunic, brown belt with a matte gold buckle, leggings of the same colour as his glove, & brown leather boots with some short faux fur on the outside. He carries a silver sheeth with gold coloured accents holding a silver rapier on his left hip, with a design of wolves on it.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Alright, i will keep the saw away from you." He sighs
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
"Well...I am sad."
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.)
"Never mind then. How have you been?"
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.
"....Thank you." she said and became more relaxed
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]