A man, about 6'2, seems to appears out of nowhere. His skin is jet black and has the texture of ash, boney fingers seem to barely hold on to the ashy flesh that is upon them. He has a skull-like face is sunken in with dark eye sockets that once held eyes but no longer do, the skull rotten boney teeth are dark grey in color as if he has eaten pure coal. He wears nothing but a tattered black cloak and a heavy metal vest of some type. The vest looks military in nature but seems to lock around him in protective way. He carries a thin dark metal pole with some sort of inscribed writing on its hilt. Black steel chains wrap around his waist, neck, ankles and wrists as he slowly begins to take first steps into this bright new world. He holds up a hand to his nonexistent eyes to cover them from the fading sun as he walks through the forest.
"Gravity is different here.." he mutters, seeming to stumble a bit as he walks as if he is trying to maintain balance. He uses his rod to hold himself up like an extra leg as he continues.
Allison is asleep upstairs. she is curled into a little ball underneath ten blankets and twenty pillows.
Adder is on the roof. He is drunk at the moment.
*Oh, thank god I was able to think of something, I C R A V E the RP.*
A loud thud can be heard through the walls.
*XD*
Allison opens one of her eyes sleepily and yawns. She stands up and walks to her door, peering out of it.
Across the hall, one door seems to be creaking open slightly.
She goes up to it and opens it, rubbing an eye "Love, do you think you may keep it down a tad?"
Sharlene was sprawled on the floor, having fallen from her handstand stance. Her steady and light breathing indicated that she was sleeping.
"Oh dear..." Allison said, placing her hands on her hips and sighing.
Her hand twitched a bit in her sleep.
"oh dear..." she repeated and walked over, picking her up
A man, about 6'2, seems to appears out of nowhere. His skin is jet black and has the texture of ash, boney fingers seem to barely hold on to the ashy flesh that is upon them. He has a skull-like face is sunken in with dark eye sockets that once held eyes but no longer do, the skull rotten boney teeth are dark grey in color as if he has eaten pure coal. He wears nothing but a tattered black cloak and a heavy metal vest of some type. The vest looks military in nature but seems to lock around him in protective way. He carries a thin dark metal pole with some sort of inscribed writing on its hilt. Black steel chains wrap around his waist, neck, ankles and wrists as he slowly begins to take first steps into this bright new world. He holds up a hand to his nonexistent eyes to cover them from the fading sun as he walks through the forest.
"Gravity is different here.." he mutters, seeming to stumble a bit as he walks as if he is trying to maintain balance. He uses his rod to hold himself up like an extra leg as he continues.
Allison is asleep upstairs. she is curled into a little ball underneath ten blankets and twenty pillows.
Adder is on the roof. He is drunk at the moment.
*Oh, thank god I was able to think of something, I C R A V E the RP.*
A loud thud can be heard through the walls.
*XD*
Allison opens one of her eyes sleepily and yawns. She stands up and walks to her door, peering out of it.
Across the hall, one door seems to be creaking open slightly.
She goes up to it and opens it, rubbing an eye "Love, do you think you may keep it down a tad?"
Sharlene was sprawled on the floor, having fallen from her handstand stance. Her steady and light breathing indicated that she was sleeping.
"Oh dear..." Allison said, placing her hands on her hips and sighing.
Her hand twitched a bit in her sleep.
"oh dear..." she repeated and walked over, picking her up
Sharlene was very heavy in her sleeping form due to all the muscles, but she was able to be picked up.
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“Not particularly. Do you know of anywhere I can earn some money?”
“I’d be happy to pay you if you could do a job for me.”
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A man, about 6'2, seems to appears out of nowhere. His skin is jet black and has the texture of ash, boney fingers seem to barely hold on to the ashy flesh that is upon them. He has a skull-like face is sunken in with dark eye sockets that once held eyes but no longer do, the skull rotten boney teeth are dark grey in color as if he has eaten pure coal. He wears nothing but a tattered black cloak and a heavy metal vest of some type. The vest looks military in nature but seems to lock around him in protective way. He carries a thin dark metal pole with some sort of inscribed writing on its hilt. Black steel chains wrap around his waist, neck, ankles and wrists as he slowly begins to take first steps into this bright new world. He holds up a hand to his nonexistent eyes to cover them from the fading sun as he walks through the forest.
"Gravity is different here.." he mutters, seeming to stumble a bit as he walks as if he is trying to maintain balance. He uses his rod to hold himself up like an extra leg as he continues.
Allison is asleep upstairs. she is curled into a little ball underneath ten blankets and twenty pillows.
Adder is on the roof. He is drunk at the moment.
*Oh, thank god I was able to think of something, I C R A V E the RP.*
A loud thud can be heard through the walls.
*XD*
Allison opens one of her eyes sleepily and yawns. She stands up and walks to her door, peering out of it.
Across the hall, one door seems to be creaking open slightly.
She goes up to it and opens it, rubbing an eye "Love, do you think you may keep it down a tad?"
Sharlene was sprawled on the floor, having fallen from her handstand stance. Her steady and light breathing indicated that she was sleeping.
"Oh dear..." Allison said, placing her hands on her hips and sighing.
Her hand twitched a bit in her sleep.
"oh dear..." she repeated and walked over, picking her up
Sharlene was very heavy in her sleeping form due to all the muscles, but she was able to be picked up.
Allison drags her out of her room and down the stairs carefully.
A man, about 6'2, seems to appears out of nowhere. His skin is jet black and has the texture of ash, boney fingers seem to barely hold on to the ashy flesh that is upon them. He has a skull-like face is sunken in with dark eye sockets that once held eyes but no longer do, the skull rotten boney teeth are dark grey in color as if he has eaten pure coal. He wears nothing but a tattered black cloak and a heavy metal vest of some type. The vest looks military in nature but seems to lock around him in protective way. He carries a thin dark metal pole with some sort of inscribed writing on its hilt. Black steel chains wrap around his waist, neck, ankles and wrists as he slowly begins to take first steps into this bright new world. He holds up a hand to his nonexistent eyes to cover them from the fading sun as he walks through the forest.
"Gravity is different here.." he mutters, seeming to stumble a bit as he walks as if he is trying to maintain balance. He uses his rod to hold himself up like an extra leg as he continues.
Allison is asleep upstairs. she is curled into a little ball underneath ten blankets and twenty pillows.
Adder is on the roof. He is drunk at the moment.
*Oh, thank god I was able to think of something, I C R A V E the RP.*
A loud thud can be heard through the walls.
*XD*
Allison opens one of her eyes sleepily and yawns. She stands up and walks to her door, peering out of it.
Across the hall, one door seems to be creaking open slightly.
She goes up to it and opens it, rubbing an eye "Love, do you think you may keep it down a tad?"
Sharlene was sprawled on the floor, having fallen from her handstand stance. Her steady and light breathing indicated that she was sleeping.
"Oh dear..." Allison said, placing her hands on her hips and sighing.
Her hand twitched a bit in her sleep.
"oh dear..." she repeated and walked over, picking her up
Sharlene was very heavy in her sleeping form due to all the muscles, but she was able to be picked up.
Allison drags her out of her room and down the stairs carefully.
About halfway down the steps her eyes pop open and look up and Allison, the beginnings of suspicion glinting in her eyes. "What are you doing?"
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Allison drags her out of her room and down the stairs carefully.
Atemos looks mildly worried.
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A man, about 6'2, seems to appears out of nowhere. His skin is jet black and has the texture of ash, boney fingers seem to barely hold on to the ashy flesh that is upon them. He has a skull-like face is sunken in with dark eye sockets that once held eyes but no longer do, the skull rotten boney teeth are dark grey in color as if he has eaten pure coal. He wears nothing but a tattered black cloak and a heavy metal vest of some type. The vest looks military in nature but seems to lock around him in protective way. He carries a thin dark metal pole with some sort of inscribed writing on its hilt. Black steel chains wrap around his waist, neck, ankles and wrists as he slowly begins to take first steps into this bright new world. He holds up a hand to his nonexistent eyes to cover them from the fading sun as he walks through the forest.
"Gravity is different here.." he mutters, seeming to stumble a bit as he walks as if he is trying to maintain balance. He uses his rod to hold himself up like an extra leg as he continues.
Allison is asleep upstairs. she is curled into a little ball underneath ten blankets and twenty pillows.
Adder is on the roof. He is drunk at the moment.
*Oh, thank god I was able to think of something, I C R A V E the RP.*
A loud thud can be heard through the walls.
*XD*
Allison opens one of her eyes sleepily and yawns. She stands up and walks to her door, peering out of it.
Across the hall, one door seems to be creaking open slightly.
She goes up to it and opens it, rubbing an eye "Love, do you think you may keep it down a tad?"
Sharlene was sprawled on the floor, having fallen from her handstand stance. Her steady and light breathing indicated that she was sleeping.
"Oh dear..." Allison said, placing her hands on her hips and sighing.
Her hand twitched a bit in her sleep.
"oh dear..." she repeated and walked over, picking her up
Sharlene was very heavy in her sleeping form due to all the muscles, but she was able to be picked up.
Allison drags her out of her room and down the stairs carefully.
About halfway down the steps her eyes pop open and look up and Allison, the beginnings of suspicion glinting in her eyes. "What are you doing?"
A man, about 6'2, seems to appears out of nowhere. His skin is jet black and has the texture of ash, boney fingers seem to barely hold on to the ashy flesh that is upon them. He has a skull-like face is sunken in with dark eye sockets that once held eyes but no longer do, the skull rotten boney teeth are dark grey in color as if he has eaten pure coal. He wears nothing but a tattered black cloak and a heavy metal vest of some type. The vest looks military in nature but seems to lock around him in protective way. He carries a thin dark metal pole with some sort of inscribed writing on its hilt. Black steel chains wrap around his waist, neck, ankles and wrists as he slowly begins to take first steps into this bright new world. He holds up a hand to his nonexistent eyes to cover them from the fading sun as he walks through the forest.
"Gravity is different here.." he mutters, seeming to stumble a bit as he walks as if he is trying to maintain balance. He uses his rod to hold himself up like an extra leg as he continues.
Allison is asleep upstairs. she is curled into a little ball underneath ten blankets and twenty pillows.
Adder is on the roof. He is drunk at the moment.
*Oh, thank god I was able to think of something, I C R A V E the RP.*
A loud thud can be heard through the walls.
*XD*
Allison opens one of her eyes sleepily and yawns. She stands up and walks to her door, peering out of it.
Across the hall, one door seems to be creaking open slightly.
She goes up to it and opens it, rubbing an eye "Love, do you think you may keep it down a tad?"
Sharlene was sprawled on the floor, having fallen from her handstand stance. Her steady and light breathing indicated that she was sleeping.
"Oh dear..." Allison said, placing her hands on her hips and sighing.
Her hand twitched a bit in her sleep.
"oh dear..." she repeated and walked over, picking her up
Sharlene was very heavy in her sleeping form due to all the muscles, but she was able to be picked up.
Allison drags her out of her room and down the stairs carefully.
About halfway down the steps her eyes pop open and look up and Allison, the beginnings of suspicion glinting in her eyes. "What are you doing?"
"You were the one who woke me up" Allison said
Sharlene glared at her. "Does that mean you get to carry my unconscious body..." She looks around. "... out of my room and halfway down some steps?"
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"Oh good, I found you. I require your help." Caramel says in dog language, her voice businesslike but slightly panicked.
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
Caramel meows at her.
*Need a description?*
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
*Nope, I remember Caramel.*
"Hi, there kitty. Do you know Oritsu?"
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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.
Caramel nods.
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
"Okay, have fun and be careful if you're going to take him anywhere."
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.
Caramel purrs and nods again.
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
She went back to polishing herself while humming contentedly.
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.
"oh dear..." she repeated and walked over, picking her up
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"With what excatly?"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Sharlene was very heavy in her sleeping form due to all the muscles, but she was able to be picked up.
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’d be happy to pay you if you could do a job for me.”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"I believe there is a bearded devil dwelling in the woods."
*My dad says Golden Eye was a really good shooter on the N64... man, he's old*
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
Allison drags her out of her room and down the stairs carefully.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
About halfway down the steps her eyes pop open and look up and Allison, the beginnings of suspicion glinting in her eyes. "What are you doing?"
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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.
"That is not my duty, I am here to protect the golden mini dragon"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Atemos looks mildly worried.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"You were the one who woke me up" Allison said
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Allison waves, she is still a bit groggy
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Sharlene glared at her. "Does that mean you get to carry my unconscious body..." She looks around. "... out of my room and halfway down some steps?"
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.
"Mini dragon?"
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.