Myrn is set on a couch, with Lazarus granting them his patchwork cloak.
"Indeed. You... made them?"
"Um... you're welcome. How is it going?"
Myrn falls asleep pretty much instantly, and commits smol smile
”well, yes, though I can’t say any of us are at all blood related, each of their biological parents agreed to let them undergo dna testing” Apifite doesn’t seem surprised by this
“Good, and you?”
Lazarus sits by them, waiting for them to wake up.
"Interesting... What was your motivation, if I may ask."
"Mmm... Okay." They say, suddenly changing from energetic to solemn. "So, how is the tavern?"
Myrn is gonna be a sleeping for an hour or so
“To see if I could do it, pure curiosity drove me”
”good.”
Lazarus waits anyway.
"Understood. Are you an artificer?"
"Good to hear. You like to sing?"
Myrn is happy. He can feel Lazarus near him still
“in a sense”
”mhm”
Lazarus stares there blankly
"I see... How so?"
"What else do you like to do?"
[[ timeskip? ]]
”well, i made every non-organic thing here myself”
”I like to weave”
*Yes*
"Via what?"
"Cool. Want to show me how to do so?"
after about an hour and a half, Myrn wakes up
”would you like to see”
“want to watch?”
Lazarus is sitting down. "How went it? Did you dream?"
"Sure."
"Sure!"
“Yeah, it was a nice dream”
the man waves for Lysander to follow him and walks into his room
araignée starts a weave “do you wanna see anything specific?”
"What happened?"
Lysander follows. *Detect magic*
"Mmm... No. Whatever you want." *Insight*
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Nia is sleeping in her temp room at the palace. She had been, oddly tired today
Kai is chilling in the tree with spoider boi
Zenix is drinking at the bar, 100% proof alchohol.
*First, 100% alcohol is pure poison. that'll kill yeah in less than a single shot. Second, here's my characters:*
Soldaer is wandering the palace gardens, smiling a bit. He eventually finds a bench next to a pond feed by a small stream, and shaded by a peach tree, which he sits down on.
Lhurr is at the bar, drinking a mug of Gutbuster, seemingly unbothered by the potent alcohol.
Iralias is on stage, performing.
*I DO NOT STUTTER*
Nia contacts him, Hey hon, sorry i can't meet up. I don't feel great today
His smiles disappears rather quickly. What's wrong, dear? He's obviously more than a bit worried.
*Also, this is what, two, three weeks along for her now?*
Its nothing, just tired today.
*I think two or so*
His concern doesn't leave. I'm coming back up. He says, concerned, and oddly a bit determined.
Mmm, fine. I don't mind
Soldaer chuckles slightly, attempting to cover up a bit of...fear? I'm coming up anyways, dear. He says, already halfway back to the palace entry hall from where he was sitting.
Fiiiiiine, see you soon
Soldaer chuckles again. About five minutes later, the door to their room opens, and He walks in, concern evident on his face.
Nia is on her side on the bed, waving to him a bit, "Hiii" She mumbles, a bit pale it seems
He walks over, even more concerned now. He rests a head on her head, checking her temperature to see if she's sick.
Soldaer is wandering the palace gardens, smiling a bit. He eventually finds a bench next to a pond feed by a small stream, and shaded by a peach tree, which he sits down on.
Lhurr is at the bar, drinking a mug of Gutbuster, seemingly unbothered by the potent alcohol.
Iralias is on stage, performing.
Lysander waves to the fellow patron. "How goes it?"
Lhurr grunts. "It goes." He downs the rest of the mug, looking at it a bit annoyedly, before ordering another one.
"May I sample some?"
He grins. "Dwarven Gutbuster? if you think you can handle it, sure."
"My favorite drink is a dwarven ale, must not be that different." They say, as they drink some
*Make a con save. Yes, it's that nasty, and potent*
*They are immune to poison, but sure*
10
*In that case, they're going to gag, and throw it up, simply from the taste, not the alcohol content.*
The taste is...indescribable. It is horrible, and the smell isn't much better. It looks like liquid mud almost.
Lysander frowns, putting it down. "Too bad."
Lhurr chuckles. "Only the bravest, or possibly stupidest, people drink this stuff." He says as he downs half the mug. "Not sure that I fit into either, but I've grown accustomed to it."
"Mmm... I may be both. What are you then?"
Lhurr laughs. "At first, probably both. Now, I drink because I enjoy it somehow."
"Mmm... Name?"
He grins. "Lhurr Skullwielder, Shaman of the Black Spear Tribe."
"Mmm... Haven't herd of that tribe. Nice to meet you." They say, offering a hand
He shakes it, his fingers wrapping completely around Lazarus' hand. "We're from the Sword Mountains on the Sword Coast of Faerun." He explains a bit further.
"Ah, I see. Why did you leave?"
"To search for a new home for my tribe." He drains the mug and orders yet another. "The Cults of Elemental Evil set up near our lands and ended up destroying much of it before they were vanquished, in part by myself. Our lands barely support life anymore, thanks to the earth and fire cults especially."
"I am sorry to hear that anymore... Need a place to live?"
Lhurr chuckles. "It's worse than that. We once were a tribe over nearly, if not more than, 300. We are now barely 60. Same is true of many of the peoples in the area. As for a place to live, Caelum, the Silver Greatwyrm who was killed at her own wedding, gave us lands in her world. I will most likely be joining my people there soon enough."
"I see... What keeps you?"
He shrugs. "I kinda like it here, to be honest."
"I can see that... Have you met a Lysander before?"
"I believe so." he says, before grabbing his now-refilled mug and drinking about a third of it in one go.
"Mmm... How were they?"
He shrugs. "I believe I only met him once, so I can't really tell ya."
They hug Danger Foliage, trying to reach all around. You are amazing, danger. I hope you know that
I-i am still just a plant. they hug back.
*i never thought any plant but onions would make me cry*
So? You have intelligence, you believe in the afterlife, you are ... my ward. Why wouldn't you be important. Raphael says, smiling while surrounded by vines
*Aw*
-i'd never be as special as you. you taught me how to feel emotion, how to experience fun, and you looked after me when i bloomed.
What do you mean? I am an angel. An angel just like any other countless angel who is serving a god. I have never met a plant like you. All sapient life is special. All sapient life is unique. All sapient is gifted. Gifted a lot more then I am.
Danger Foliage lightly smacked Raphael on the nose. I, The Root Of the mind, forbid you from lying to yourself.
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Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
Nia is sleeping in her temp room at the palace. She had been, oddly tired today
Kai is chilling in the tree with spoider boi
Zenix is drinking at the bar, 100% proof alchohol.
*First, 100% alcohol is pure poison. that'll kill yeah in less than a single shot. Second, here's my characters:*
Soldaer is wandering the palace gardens, smiling a bit. He eventually finds a bench next to a pond feed by a small stream, and shaded by a peach tree, which he sits down on.
Lhurr is at the bar, drinking a mug of Gutbuster, seemingly unbothered by the potent alcohol.
Iralias is on stage, performing.
*I DO NOT STUTTER*
Nia contacts him, Hey hon, sorry i can't meet up. I don't feel great today
His smiles disappears rather quickly. What's wrong, dear? He's obviously more than a bit worried.
*Also, this is what, two, three weeks along for her now?*
Its nothing, just tired today.
*I think two or so*
His concern doesn't leave. I'm coming back up. He says, concerned, and oddly a bit determined.
Mmm, fine. I don't mind
Soldaer chuckles slightly, attempting to cover up a bit of...fear? I'm coming up anyways, dear. He says, already halfway back to the palace entry hall from where he was sitting.
Fiiiiiine, see you soon
Soldaer chuckles again. About five minutes later, the door to their room opens, and He walks in, concern evident on his face.
Nia is on her side on the bed, waving to him a bit, "Hiii" She mumbles, a bit pale it seems
He walks over, even more concerned now. He rests a head on her head, checking her temperature to see if she's sick.
She has a small fever, but not big enough to be sick
Myrn is set on a couch, with Lazarus granting them his patchwork cloak.
"Indeed. You... made them?"
"Um... you're welcome. How is it going?"
Myrn falls asleep pretty much instantly, and commits smol smile
”well, yes, though I can’t say any of us are at all blood related, each of their biological parents agreed to let them undergo dna testing” Apifite doesn’t seem surprised by this
“Good, and you?”
Lazarus sits by them, waiting for them to wake up.
"Interesting... What was your motivation, if I may ask."
"Mmm... Okay." They say, suddenly changing from energetic to solemn. "So, how is the tavern?"
Myrn is gonna be a sleeping for an hour or so
“To see if I could do it, pure curiosity drove me”
”good.”
Lazarus waits anyway.
"Understood. Are you an artificer?"
"Good to hear. You like to sing?"
Myrn is happy. He can feel Lazarus near him still
“in a sense”
”mhm”
Lazarus stares there blankly
"I see... How so?"
"What else do you like to do?"
[[ timeskip? ]]
”well, i made every non-organic thing here myself”
”I like to weave”
*Yes*
"Via what?"
"Cool. Want to show me how to do so?"
after about an hour and a half, Myrn wakes up
”would you like to see”
“want to watch?”
Lazarus is sitting down. "How went it? Did you dream?"
"Sure."
"Sure!"
“Yeah, it was a nice dream”
the man waves for Lysander to follow him and walks into his room
araignée starts a weave “do you wanna see anything specific?”
"What happened?"
Lysander follows. *Detect magic*
"Mmm... No. Whatever you want." *Insight*
“Nothing really, I was in a wheat field. It was cozy”
They hug Danger Foliage, trying to reach all around. You are amazing, danger. I hope you know that
I-i am still just a plant. they hug back.
*i never thought any plant but onions would make me cry*
So? You have intelligence, you believe in the afterlife, you are ... my ward. Why wouldn't you be important. Raphael says, smiling while surrounded by vines
*Aw*
-i'd never be as special as you. you taught me how to feel emotion, how to experience fun, and you looked after me when i bloomed.
What do you mean? I am an angel. An angel just like any other countless angel who is serving a god. I have never met a plant like you. All sapient life is special. All sapient life is unique. All sapient is gifted. Gifted a lot more then I am.
Danger Foliage lightly smacked Raphael on the nose. I, The Root Of the mind, forbid you from lying to yourself.
What do you mean? They say, playing along as they wrinkle their noise.
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Soldaer is wandering the palace gardens, smiling a bit. He eventually finds a bench next to a pond feed by a small stream, and shaded by a peach tree, which he sits down on.
Lhurr is at the bar, drinking a mug of Gutbuster, seemingly unbothered by the potent alcohol.
Iralias is on stage, performing.
Lysander waves to the fellow patron. "How goes it?"
Lhurr grunts. "It goes." He downs the rest of the mug, looking at it a bit annoyedly, before ordering another one.
"May I sample some?"
He grins. "Dwarven Gutbuster? if you think you can handle it, sure."
"My favorite drink is a dwarven ale, must not be that different." They say, as they drink some
*Make a con save. Yes, it's that nasty, and potent*
*They are immune to poison, but sure*
10
*In that case, they're going to gag, and throw it up, simply from the taste, not the alcohol content.*
The taste is...indescribable. It is horrible, and the smell isn't much better. It looks like liquid mud almost.
Lysander frowns, putting it down. "Too bad."
Lhurr chuckles. "Only the bravest, or possibly stupidest, people drink this stuff." He says as he downs half the mug. "Not sure that I fit into either, but I've grown accustomed to it."
"Mmm... I may be both. What are you then?"
Lhurr laughs. "At first, probably both. Now, I drink because I enjoy it somehow."
"Mmm... Name?"
He grins. "Lhurr Skullwielder, Shaman of the Black Spear Tribe."
"Mmm... Haven't herd of that tribe. Nice to meet you." They say, offering a hand
He shakes it, his fingers wrapping completely around Lazarus' hand. "We're from the Sword Mountains on the Sword Coast of Faerun." He explains a bit further.
"Ah, I see. Why did you leave?"
"To search for a new home for my tribe." He drains the mug and orders yet another. "The Cults of Elemental Evil set up near our lands and ended up destroying much of it before they were vanquished, in part by myself. Our lands barely support life anymore, thanks to the earth and fire cults especially."
"I am sorry to hear that anymore... Need a place to live?"
Lhurr chuckles. "It's worse than that. We once were a tribe over nearly, if not more than, 300. We are now barely 60. Same is true of many of the peoples in the area. As for a place to live, Caelum, the Silver Greatwyrm who was killed at her own wedding, gave us lands in her world. I will most likely be joining my people there soon enough."
"I see... What keeps you?"
He shrugs. "I kinda like it here, to be honest."
"I can see that... Have you met a Lysander before?"
"I believe so." he says, before grabbing his now-refilled mug and drinking about a third of it in one go.
"Mmm... How were they?"
He shrugs. "I believe I only met him once, so I can't really tell ya."
"I see... Mind if I get to know you now?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
They hug Danger Foliage, trying to reach all around. You are amazing, danger. I hope you know that
I-i am still just a plant. they hug back.
*i never thought any plant but onions would make me cry*
So? You have intelligence, you believe in the afterlife, you are ... my ward. Why wouldn't you be important. Raphael says, smiling while surrounded by vines
*Aw*
-i'd never be as special as you. you taught me how to feel emotion, how to experience fun, and you looked after me when i bloomed.
What do you mean? I am an angel. An angel just like any other countless angel who is serving a god. I have never met a plant like you. All sapient life is special. All sapient life is unique. All sapient is gifted. Gifted a lot more then I am.
Danger Foliage lightly smacked Raphael on the nose. I, The Root Of the mind, forbid you from lying to yourself.
What do you mean? They say, playing along as they wrinkle their noise.
you just said i was more special than you. you are lying to yourself. for the sake of your nose not being smacked, do not do that.
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Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
Nia is sleeping in her temp room at the palace. She had been, oddly tired today
Kai is chilling in the tree with spoider boi
Zenix is drinking at the bar, 100% proof alchohol.
*First, 100% alcohol is pure poison. that'll kill yeah in less than a single shot. Second, here's my characters:*
Soldaer is wandering the palace gardens, smiling a bit. He eventually finds a bench next to a pond feed by a small stream, and shaded by a peach tree, which he sits down on.
Lhurr is at the bar, drinking a mug of Gutbuster, seemingly unbothered by the potent alcohol.
Iralias is on stage, performing.
*I DO NOT STUTTER*
Nia contacts him, Hey hon, sorry i can't meet up. I don't feel great today
His smiles disappears rather quickly. What's wrong, dear? He's obviously more than a bit worried.
*Also, this is what, two, three weeks along for her now?*
Its nothing, just tired today.
*I think two or so*
His concern doesn't leave. I'm coming back up. He says, concerned, and oddly a bit determined.
Mmm, fine. I don't mind
Soldaer chuckles slightly, attempting to cover up a bit of...fear? I'm coming up anyways, dear. He says, already halfway back to the palace entry hall from where he was sitting.
Fiiiiiine, see you soon
Soldaer chuckles again. About five minutes later, the door to their room opens, and He walks in, concern evident on his face.
Nia is on her side on the bed, waving to him a bit, "Hiii" She mumbles, a bit pale it seems
He walks over, even more concerned now. He rests a head on her head, checking her temperature to see if she's sick.
She has a small fever, but not big enough to be sick
"Nia..." He's a bit calmer, but still worried. "You have a bit of a fever, my love..." He kisses her gently on the forehead. "I'm staying up here with you today. I'm sure mother and father can have one of the stewards brings us our food."
Myrn is set on a couch, with Lazarus granting them his patchwork cloak.
"Indeed. You... made them?"
"Um... you're welcome. How is it going?"
Myrn falls asleep pretty much instantly, and commits smol smile
”well, yes, though I can’t say any of us are at all blood related, each of their biological parents agreed to let them undergo dna testing” Apifite doesn’t seem surprised by this
“Good, and you?”
Lazarus sits by them, waiting for them to wake up.
"Interesting... What was your motivation, if I may ask."
"Mmm... Okay." They say, suddenly changing from energetic to solemn. "So, how is the tavern?"
Myrn is gonna be a sleeping for an hour or so
“To see if I could do it, pure curiosity drove me”
”good.”
Lazarus waits anyway.
"Understood. Are you an artificer?"
"Good to hear. You like to sing?"
Myrn is happy. He can feel Lazarus near him still
“in a sense”
”mhm”
Lazarus stares there blankly
"I see... How so?"
"What else do you like to do?"
[[ timeskip? ]]
”well, i made every non-organic thing here myself”
”I like to weave”
*Yes*
"Via what?"
"Cool. Want to show me how to do so?"
after about an hour and a half, Myrn wakes up
”would you like to see”
“want to watch?”
Lazarus is sitting down. "How went it? Did you dream?"
"Sure."
"Sure!"
“Yeah, it was a nice dream”
the man waves for Lysander to follow him and walks into his room
araignée starts a weave “do you wanna see anything specific?”
"What happened?"
Lysander follows. *Detect magic*
"Mmm... No. Whatever you want." *Insight*
“Nothing really, I was in a wheat field. It was cozy”
[[ heh? ]]
[[ heh? ]]
"Mmm... I see. Wish I could dream." They say, wistfully. "Want to continue?"
*What school of magic is around? That, or read the spell description.*
*Roll wisdom (insight) for araignée*
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
They hug Danger Foliage, trying to reach all around. You are amazing, danger. I hope you know that
I-i am still just a plant. they hug back.
*i never thought any plant but onions would make me cry*
So? You have intelligence, you believe in the afterlife, you are ... my ward. Why wouldn't you be important. Raphael says, smiling while surrounded by vines
*Aw*
-i'd never be as special as you. you taught me how to feel emotion, how to experience fun, and you looked after me when i bloomed.
What do you mean? I am an angel. An angel just like any other countless angel who is serving a god. I have never met a plant like you. All sapient life is special. All sapient life is unique. All sapient is gifted. Gifted a lot more then I am.
Danger Foliage lightly smacked Raphael on the nose. I, The Root Of the mind, forbid you from lying to yourself.
What do you mean? They say, playing along as they wrinkle their noise.
you just said i was more special than you. you are lying to yourself. for the sake of your nose not being smacked, do not do that.
I... Do you understand what I mean by being a sapient?
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Myrn is set on a couch, with Lazarus granting them his patchwork cloak.
"Indeed. You... made them?"
"Um... you're welcome. How is it going?"
Myrn falls asleep pretty much instantly, and commits smol smile
”well, yes, though I can’t say any of us are at all blood related, each of their biological parents agreed to let them undergo dna testing” Apifite doesn’t seem surprised by this
“Good, and you?”
Lazarus sits by them, waiting for them to wake up.
"Interesting... What was your motivation, if I may ask."
"Mmm... Okay." They say, suddenly changing from energetic to solemn. "So, how is the tavern?"
Myrn is gonna be a sleeping for an hour or so
“To see if I could do it, pure curiosity drove me”
”good.”
Lazarus waits anyway.
"Understood. Are you an artificer?"
"Good to hear. You like to sing?"
Myrn is happy. He can feel Lazarus near him still
“in a sense”
”mhm”
Lazarus stares there blankly
"I see... How so?"
"What else do you like to do?"
[[ timeskip? ]]
”well, i made every non-organic thing here myself”
”I like to weave”
*Yes*
"Via what?"
"Cool. Want to show me how to do so?"
after about an hour and a half, Myrn wakes up
”would you like to see”
“want to watch?”
Lazarus is sitting down. "How went it? Did you dream?"
"Sure."
"Sure!"
“Yeah, it was a nice dream”
the man waves for Lysander to follow him and walks into his room
araignée starts a weave “do you wanna see anything specific?”
"What happened?"
Lysander follows. *Detect magic*
"Mmm... No. Whatever you want." *Insight*
“Nothing really, I was in a wheat field. It was cozy”
[[ heh? ]]
[[ heh? ]]
"Mmm... I see. Wish I could dream." They say, wistfully. "Want to continue?"
*What school of magic is around? That, or read the spell description.*
*Roll wisdom (insight) for araignée*
“Nah, I’m not tired anymore- I mean I’m always tired, I’m just not tired enough to go to sleep right now”
Nia is sleeping in her temp room at the palace. She had been, oddly tired today
Kai is chilling in the tree with spoider boi
Zenix is drinking at the bar, 100% proof alchohol.
*First, 100% alcohol is pure poison. that'll kill yeah in less than a single shot. Second, here's my characters:*
Soldaer is wandering the palace gardens, smiling a bit. He eventually finds a bench next to a pond feed by a small stream, and shaded by a peach tree, which he sits down on.
Lhurr is at the bar, drinking a mug of Gutbuster, seemingly unbothered by the potent alcohol.
Iralias is on stage, performing.
*I DO NOT STUTTER*
Nia contacts him, Hey hon, sorry i can't meet up. I don't feel great today
His smiles disappears rather quickly. What's wrong, dear? He's obviously more than a bit worried.
*Also, this is what, two, three weeks along for her now?*
Its nothing, just tired today.
*I think two or so*
His concern doesn't leave. I'm coming back up. He says, concerned, and oddly a bit determined.
Mmm, fine. I don't mind
Soldaer chuckles slightly, attempting to cover up a bit of...fear? I'm coming up anyways, dear. He says, already halfway back to the palace entry hall from where he was sitting.
Fiiiiiine, see you soon
Soldaer chuckles again. About five minutes later, the door to their room opens, and He walks in, concern evident on his face.
Nia is on her side on the bed, waving to him a bit, "Hiii" She mumbles, a bit pale it seems
He walks over, even more concerned now. He rests a head on her head, checking her temperature to see if she's sick.
She has a small fever, but not big enough to be sick
"Nia..." He's a bit calmer, but still worried. "You have a bit of a fever, my love..." He kisses her gently on the forehead. "I'm staying up here with you today. I'm sure mother and father can have one of the stewards brings us our food."
They hug Danger Foliage, trying to reach all around. You are amazing, danger. I hope you know that
I-i am still just a plant. they hug back.
*i never thought any plant but onions would make me cry*
So? You have intelligence, you believe in the afterlife, you are ... my ward. Why wouldn't you be important. Raphael says, smiling while surrounded by vines
*Aw*
-i'd never be as special as you. you taught me how to feel emotion, how to experience fun, and you looked after me when i bloomed.
What do you mean? I am an angel. An angel just like any other countless angel who is serving a god. I have never met a plant like you. All sapient life is special. All sapient life is unique. All sapient is gifted. Gifted a lot more then I am.
Danger Foliage lightly smacked Raphael on the nose. I, The Root Of the mind, forbid you from lying to yourself.
What do you mean? They say, playing along as they wrinkle their noise.
you just said i was more special than you. you are lying to yourself. for the sake of your nose not being smacked, do not do that.
I... Do you understand what I mean by being a sapient?
*ah dangit i confused words. sapient means smort. i'll just play along*
...what do you mean?
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Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
Myrn is set on a couch, with Lazarus granting them his patchwork cloak.
"Indeed. You... made them?"
"Um... you're welcome. How is it going?"
Myrn falls asleep pretty much instantly, and commits smol smile
”well, yes, though I can’t say any of us are at all blood related, each of their biological parents agreed to let them undergo dna testing” Apifite doesn’t seem surprised by this
“Good, and you?”
Lazarus sits by them, waiting for them to wake up.
"Interesting... What was your motivation, if I may ask."
"Mmm... Okay." They say, suddenly changing from energetic to solemn. "So, how is the tavern?"
Myrn is gonna be a sleeping for an hour or so
“To see if I could do it, pure curiosity drove me”
”good.”
Lazarus waits anyway.
"Understood. Are you an artificer?"
"Good to hear. You like to sing?"
Myrn is happy. He can feel Lazarus near him still
“in a sense”
”mhm”
Lazarus stares there blankly
"I see... How so?"
"What else do you like to do?"
[[ timeskip? ]]
”well, i made every non-organic thing here myself”
”I like to weave”
*Yes*
"Via what?"
"Cool. Want to show me how to do so?"
after about an hour and a half, Myrn wakes up
”would you like to see”
“want to watch?”
Lazarus is sitting down. "How went it? Did you dream?"
"Sure."
"Sure!"
“Yeah, it was a nice dream”
the man waves for Lysander to follow him and walks into his room
araignée starts a weave “do you wanna see anything specific?”
"What happened?"
Lysander follows. *Detect magic*
"Mmm... No. Whatever you want." *Insight*
“Nothing really, I was in a wheat field. It was cozy”
[[ heh? ]]
[[ heh? ]]
"Mmm... I see. Wish I could dream." They say, wistfully. "Want to continue?"
*What school of magic is around? That, or read the spell description.*
*Roll wisdom (insight) for araignée*
“Nah, I’m not tired anymore- I mean I’m always tired, I’m just not tired enough to go to sleep right now”
[[ ah ]] nothing around is magical.
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"How are you usually tired?"
Lysander is muttering stuff below their breath. "Please, begin."
Raphael is telling the complete truth
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Nia is sleeping in her temp room at the palace. She had been, oddly tired today
Kai is chilling in the tree with spoider boi
Zenix is drinking at the bar, 100% proof alchohol.
*First, 100% alcohol is pure poison. that'll kill yeah in less than a single shot. Second, here's my characters:*
Soldaer is wandering the palace gardens, smiling a bit. He eventually finds a bench next to a pond feed by a small stream, and shaded by a peach tree, which he sits down on.
Lhurr is at the bar, drinking a mug of Gutbuster, seemingly unbothered by the potent alcohol.
Iralias is on stage, performing.
*I DO NOT STUTTER*
Nia contacts him, Hey hon, sorry i can't meet up. I don't feel great today
His smiles disappears rather quickly. What's wrong, dear? He's obviously more than a bit worried.
*Also, this is what, two, three weeks along for her now?*
Its nothing, just tired today.
*I think two or so*
His concern doesn't leave. I'm coming back up. He says, concerned, and oddly a bit determined.
Mmm, fine. I don't mind
Soldaer chuckles slightly, attempting to cover up a bit of...fear? I'm coming up anyways, dear. He says, already halfway back to the palace entry hall from where he was sitting.
Fiiiiiine, see you soon
Soldaer chuckles again. About five minutes later, the door to their room opens, and He walks in, concern evident on his face.
Nia is on her side on the bed, waving to him a bit, "Hiii" She mumbles, a bit pale it seems
He walks over, even more concerned now. He rests a head on her head, checking her temperature to see if she's sick.
She has a small fever, but not big enough to be sick
"Nia..." He's a bit calmer, but still worried. "You have a bit of a fever, my love..." He kisses her gently on the forehead. "I'm staying up here with you today. I'm sure mother and father can have one of the stewards brings us our food."
"Mmm, soup would be niiiice," She smiles, happily
He kisses her on the head again. "Of course, darling." He walks over to a side room and in front of a mirror. He talks to it for a bit before coming back up. "A steward will be up in a little bit with some soup for you dear, and something for me." He says with a slight, and still worried, smile.
They hug Danger Foliage, trying to reach all around. You are amazing, danger. I hope you know that
I-i am still just a plant. they hug back.
*i never thought any plant but onions would make me cry*
So? You have intelligence, you believe in the afterlife, you are ... my ward. Why wouldn't you be important. Raphael says, smiling while surrounded by vines
*Aw*
-i'd never be as special as you. you taught me how to feel emotion, how to experience fun, and you looked after me when i bloomed.
What do you mean? I am an angel. An angel just like any other countless angel who is serving a god. I have never met a plant like you. All sapient life is special. All sapient life is unique. All sapient is gifted. Gifted a lot more then I am.
Danger Foliage lightly smacked Raphael on the nose. I, The Root Of the mind, forbid you from lying to yourself.
What do you mean? They say, playing along as they wrinkle their noise.
you just said i was more special than you. you are lying to yourself. for the sake of your nose not being smacked, do not do that.
I... Do you understand what I mean by being a sapient?
*ah dangit i confused words. sapient means smort. i'll just play along*
...what do you mean?
Sapient means a being who has the ability to choose who they are, who has free will. They can choose their alignment, and they can choose their afterlife. Understanding?
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
They hug Danger Foliage, trying to reach all around. You are amazing, danger. I hope you know that
I-i am still just a plant. they hug back.
*i never thought any plant but onions would make me cry*
So? You have intelligence, you believe in the afterlife, you are ... my ward. Why wouldn't you be important. Raphael says, smiling while surrounded by vines
*Aw*
-i'd never be as special as you. you taught me how to feel emotion, how to experience fun, and you looked after me when i bloomed.
What do you mean? I am an angel. An angel just like any other countless angel who is serving a god. I have never met a plant like you. All sapient life is special. All sapient life is unique. All sapient is gifted. Gifted a lot more then I am.
Danger Foliage lightly smacked Raphael on the nose. I, The Root Of the mind, forbid you from lying to yourself.
What do you mean? They say, playing along as they wrinkle their noise.
you just said i was more special than you. you are lying to yourself. for the sake of your nose not being smacked, do not do that.
I... Do you understand what I mean by being a sapient?
*ah dangit i confused words. sapient means smort. i'll just play along*
...what do you mean?
Sapient means a being who has the ability to choose who they are, who has free will. They can choose their alignment, and they can choose their afterlife. Understanding?
...yes?........... *casually checks Danger's alignment-CHAOTIC EVIL?* (changes to chaotic neutral)
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Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
Myrn is set on a couch, with Lazarus granting them his patchwork cloak.
"Indeed. You... made them?"
"Um... you're welcome. How is it going?"
Myrn falls asleep pretty much instantly, and commits smol smile
”well, yes, though I can’t say any of us are at all blood related, each of their biological parents agreed to let them undergo dna testing” Apifite doesn’t seem surprised by this
“Good, and you?”
Lazarus sits by them, waiting for them to wake up.
"Interesting... What was your motivation, if I may ask."
"Mmm... Okay." They say, suddenly changing from energetic to solemn. "So, how is the tavern?"
Myrn is gonna be a sleeping for an hour or so
“To see if I could do it, pure curiosity drove me”
”good.”
Lazarus waits anyway.
"Understood. Are you an artificer?"
"Good to hear. You like to sing?"
Myrn is happy. He can feel Lazarus near him still
“in a sense”
”mhm”
Lazarus stares there blankly
"I see... How so?"
"What else do you like to do?"
[[ timeskip? ]]
”well, i made every non-organic thing here myself”
”I like to weave”
*Yes*
"Via what?"
"Cool. Want to show me how to do so?"
after about an hour and a half, Myrn wakes up
”would you like to see”
“want to watch?”
Lazarus is sitting down. "How went it? Did you dream?"
"Sure."
"Sure!"
“Yeah, it was a nice dream”
the man waves for Lysander to follow him and walks into his room
araignée starts a weave “do you wanna see anything specific?”
"What happened?"
Lysander follows. *Detect magic*
"Mmm... No. Whatever you want." *Insight*
“Nothing really, I was in a wheat field. It was cozy”
[[ heh? ]]
[[ heh? ]]
"Mmm... I see. Wish I could dream." They say, wistfully. "Want to continue?"
*What school of magic is around? That, or read the spell description.*
*Roll wisdom (insight) for araignée*
“Nah, I’m not tired anymore- I mean I’m always tired, I’m just not tired enough to go to sleep right now”
[[ ah ]] nothing around is magical.
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"How are you usually tired?"
Lysander is muttering stuff below their breath. "Please, begin."
Raphael is telling the complete truth
“Think of it like, My brain is constantly On overdrive, and that takes energy, so I’m perpetually tired”
[[ i forgot what was going on in this one ]]
Araignée is making a weave that looks like Raphael
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I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
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"What happened?"
Lysander follows. *Detect magic*
"Mmm... No. Whatever you want." *Insight*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He walks over, even more concerned now. He rests a head on her head, checking her temperature to see if she's sick.
He shrugs. "I believe I only met him once, so I can't really tell ya."
Danger Foliage lightly smacked Raphael on the nose. I, The Root Of the mind, forbid you from lying to yourself.
Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
She has a small fever, but not big enough to be sick
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
“Nothing really, I was in a wheat field. It was cozy”
[[ heh? ]]
[[ heh? ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
What do you mean? They say, playing along as they wrinkle their noise.
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"I see... Mind if I get to know you now?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
you just said i was more special than you. you are lying to yourself. for the sake of your nose not being smacked, do not do that.
Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
"Nia..." He's a bit calmer, but still worried. "You have a bit of a fever, my love..." He kisses her gently on the forehead. "I'm staying up here with you today. I'm sure mother and father can have one of the stewards brings us our food."
"Mmm... I see. Wish I could dream." They say, wistfully. "Want to continue?"
*What school of magic is around? That, or read the spell description.*
*Roll wisdom (insight) for araignée*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
I... Do you understand what I mean by being a sapient?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
“Nah, I’m not tired anymore- I mean I’m always tired, I’m just not tired enough to go to sleep right now”
[[ ah ]] nothing around is magical.
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I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
"Mmm, soup would be niiiice," She smiles, happily
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
*ah dangit i confused words. sapient means smort. i'll just play along*
...what do you mean?
Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
"How are you usually tired?"
Lysander is muttering stuff below their breath. "Please, begin."
Raphael is telling the complete truth
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He kisses her on the head again. "Of course, darling." He walks over to a side room and in front of a mirror. He talks to it for a bit before coming back up. "A steward will be up in a little bit with some soup for you dear, and something for me." He says with a slight, and still worried, smile.
Sapient means a being who has the ability to choose who they are, who has free will. They can choose their alignment, and they can choose their afterlife. Understanding?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
...yes?........... *casually checks Danger's alignment-CHAOTIC EVIL?* (changes to chaotic neutral)
Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
“Think of it like, My brain is constantly On overdrive, and that takes energy, so I’m perpetually tired”
[[ i forgot what was going on in this one ]]
Araignée is making a weave that looks like Raphael
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger