Stroth is inside. He is laying on the couch, resting his eyes for a bit before he was deciding to go back outside to hunt for more ingredients for his potions.
Roman was asleep upstairs.
Zylna, of course, follows.
Stroth says something French to himself and chuckles "good morning Zylna"
"Morning. What are you fetching today?"
"moss!"
Zylna seems dubious. "Any moss? Or a specific type?"
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A child with bluish hair and scarf, wearing a brown overcoat and a brown hat that seems to conceal cat ears. On their back is a large burnt-out lightbulb. They go to the bar and order pancakes quietly.
*-big gasp-*
*N I C O*
*Yep, I'm eagerly awaiting OneShot's release on console, this should work til then*
A child with bluish hair and scarf, wearing a brown overcoat and a brown hat that seems to conceal cat ears. On their back is a large burnt-out lightbulb. They go to the bar and order pancakes quietly.
*-big gasp-*
*N I C O*
*Yep, I'm eagerly awaiting OneShot's release on console, this should work til then*
The twins sit nearby, Dip eating waffles and Vik having bacon and eggs.
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Stroth is inside. He is laying on the couch, resting his eyes for a bit before he was deciding to go back outside to hunt for more ingredients for his potions.
Roman was asleep upstairs.
Zylna, of course, follows.
Stroth says something French to himself and chuckles "good morning Zylna"
"Morning. What are you fetching today?"
"moss!"
Zylna seems dubious. "Any moss? Or a specific type?"
"Specific type, Lichen moss, it glows brightly so it should be easy to find"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Stroth is inside. He is laying on the couch, resting his eyes for a bit before he was deciding to go back outside to hunt for more ingredients for his potions.
Roman was asleep upstairs.
Zylna, of course, follows.
Stroth says something French to himself and chuckles "good morning Zylna"
"Morning. What are you fetching today?"
"moss!"
Zylna seems dubious. "Any moss? Or a specific type?"
"Specific type, Lichen moss, it glows brightly so it should be easy to find"
"Okay." Zylna waled for a bit in silence. "So, what was your little adventure like?"
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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.
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.
Stroth is inside. He is laying on the couch, resting his eyes for a bit before he was deciding to go back outside to hunt for more ingredients for his potions.
Roman was asleep upstairs.
Zylna, of course, follows.
Stroth says something French to himself and chuckles "good morning Zylna"
"Morning. What are you fetching today?"
"moss!"
Zylna seems dubious. "Any moss? Or a specific type?"
"Specific type, Lichen moss, it glows brightly so it should be easy to find"
"Okay." Zylna waled for a bit in silence. "So, what was your little adventure like?"
"Hm?" he said, coming back into normality "It was fine, I went to under ground to hunt down a person who was mixed up with some rather.... dangerous substances"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Stroth is inside. He is laying on the couch, resting his eyes for a bit before he was deciding to go back outside to hunt for more ingredients for his potions.
Roman was asleep upstairs.
Zylna, of course, follows.
Stroth says something French to himself and chuckles "good morning Zylna"
"Morning. What are you fetching today?"
"moss!"
Zylna seems dubious. "Any moss? Or a specific type?"
"Specific type, Lichen moss, it glows brightly so it should be easy to find"
"Okay." Zylna waled for a bit in silence. "So, what was your little adventure like?"
"Hm?" he said, coming back into normality "It was fine, I went to under ground to hunt down a person who was mixed up with some rather.... dangerous substances"
"Drugs?"
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Stroth is inside. He is laying on the couch, resting his eyes for a bit before he was deciding to go back outside to hunt for more ingredients for his potions.
Roman was asleep upstairs.
Zylna, of course, follows.
Stroth says something French to himself and chuckles "good morning Zylna"
"Morning. What are you fetching today?"
"moss!"
Zylna seems dubious. "Any moss? Or a specific type?"
"Specific type, Lichen moss, it glows brightly so it should be easy to find"
"Okay." Zylna waled for a bit in silence. "So, what was your little adventure like?"
"Hm?" he said, coming back into normality "It was fine, I went to under ground to hunt down a person who was mixed up with some rather.... dangerous substances"
"Drugs?"
"..... Not really" he said and put on his gas-mask
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Stroth is inside. He is laying on the couch, resting his eyes for a bit before he was deciding to go back outside to hunt for more ingredients for his potions.
Roman was asleep upstairs.
Zylna, of course, follows.
Stroth says something French to himself and chuckles "good morning Zylna"
"Morning. What are you fetching today?"
"moss!"
Zylna seems dubious. "Any moss? Or a specific type?"
"Specific type, Lichen moss, it glows brightly so it should be easy to find"
"Okay." Zylna waled for a bit in silence. "So, what was your little adventure like?"
"Hm?" he said, coming back into normality "It was fine, I went to under ground to hunt down a person who was mixed up with some rather.... dangerous substances"
"Drugs?"
"..... Not really" he said and put on his gas-mask
"What?"
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Stroth is inside. He is laying on the couch, resting his eyes for a bit before he was deciding to go back outside to hunt for more ingredients for his potions.
Roman was asleep upstairs.
Zylna, of course, follows.
Stroth says something French to himself and chuckles "good morning Zylna"
"Morning. What are you fetching today?"
"moss!"
Zylna seems dubious. "Any moss? Or a specific type?"
"Specific type, Lichen moss, it glows brightly so it should be easy to find"
"Okay." Zylna waled for a bit in silence. "So, what was your little adventure like?"
"Hm?" he said, coming back into normality "It was fine, I went to under ground to hunt down a person who was mixed up with some rather.... dangerous substances"
"Drugs?"
"..... Not really" he said and put on his gas-mask
"What?"
"its a touchy subject zylna, i would like it if we dropped it please" he said
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Stroth is inside. He is laying on the couch, resting his eyes for a bit before he was deciding to go back outside to hunt for more ingredients for his potions.
Roman was asleep upstairs.
Zylna, of course, follows.
Stroth says something French to himself and chuckles "good morning Zylna"
"Morning. What are you fetching today?"
"moss!"
Zylna seems dubious. "Any moss? Or a specific type?"
"Specific type, Lichen moss, it glows brightly so it should be easy to find"
"Okay." Zylna waled for a bit in silence. "So, what was your little adventure like?"
"Hm?" he said, coming back into normality "It was fine, I went to under ground to hunt down a person who was mixed up with some rather.... dangerous substances"
"Drugs?"
"..... Not really" he said and put on his gas-mask
"What?"
"its a touchy subject zylna, i would like it if we dropped it please" he said
She rolled her eyes. "I mean, considering you know a lot about me, I'd like to hear at least a bit more about you, but fiiiine."
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Stroth is inside. He is laying on the couch, resting his eyes for a bit before he was deciding to go back outside to hunt for more ingredients for his potions.
Roman was asleep upstairs.
Zylna, of course, follows.
Stroth says something French to himself and chuckles "good morning Zylna"
"Morning. What are you fetching today?"
"moss!"
Zylna seems dubious. "Any moss? Or a specific type?"
"Specific type, Lichen moss, it glows brightly so it should be easy to find"
"Okay." Zylna waled for a bit in silence. "So, what was your little adventure like?"
"Hm?" he said, coming back into normality "It was fine, I went to under ground to hunt down a person who was mixed up with some rather.... dangerous substances"
"Drugs?"
"..... Not really" he said and put on his gas-mask
"What?"
"its a touchy subject zylna, i would like it if we dropped it please" he said
She rolled her eyes. "I mean, considering you know a lot about me, I'd like to hear at least a bit more about you, but fiiiine."
"Thank you" He said, a bit of relief in his voice. He kept the door of the tavern open for her to walk through
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Stroth is inside. He is laying on the couch, resting his eyes for a bit before he was deciding to go back outside to hunt for more ingredients for his potions.
Roman was asleep upstairs.
Zylna, of course, follows.
Stroth says something French to himself and chuckles "good morning Zylna"
"Morning. What are you fetching today?"
"moss!"
Zylna seems dubious. "Any moss? Or a specific type?"
"Specific type, Lichen moss, it glows brightly so it should be easy to find"
"Okay." Zylna waled for a bit in silence. "So, what was your little adventure like?"
"Hm?" he said, coming back into normality "It was fine, I went to under ground to hunt down a person who was mixed up with some rather.... dangerous substances"
"Drugs?"
"..... Not really" he said and put on his gas-mask
"What?"
"its a touchy subject zylna, i would like it if we dropped it please" he said
She rolled her eyes. "I mean, considering you know a lot about me, I'd like to hear at least a bit more about you, but fiiiine."
"Thank you" He said, a bit of relief in his voice. He kept the door of the tavern open for her to walk through
*Lol, I imagined them already outside, but nope, they've just reached the door. XD*
She walked out and waited for him. "So anything else?"
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Stroth is inside. He is laying on the couch, resting his eyes for a bit before he was deciding to go back outside to hunt for more ingredients for his potions.
Roman was asleep upstairs.
Zylna, of course, follows.
Stroth says something French to himself and chuckles "good morning Zylna"
"Morning. What are you fetching today?"
"moss!"
Zylna seems dubious. "Any moss? Or a specific type?"
"Specific type, Lichen moss, it glows brightly so it should be easy to find"
"Okay." Zylna waled for a bit in silence. "So, what was your little adventure like?"
"Hm?" he said, coming back into normality "It was fine, I went to under ground to hunt down a person who was mixed up with some rather.... dangerous substances"
"Drugs?"
"..... Not really" he said and put on his gas-mask
"What?"
"its a touchy subject zylna, i would like it if we dropped it please" he said
She rolled her eyes. "I mean, considering you know a lot about me, I'd like to hear at least a bit more about you, but fiiiine."
"Thank you" He said, a bit of relief in his voice. He kept the door of the tavern open for her to walk through
*Lol, I imagined them already outside, but nope, they've just reached the door. XD*
She walked out and waited for him. "So anything else?"
*Me and your's brains dont agree*
"Like what?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Stroth is inside. He is laying on the couch, resting his eyes for a bit before he was deciding to go back outside to hunt for more ingredients for his potions.
Roman was asleep upstairs.
Zylna, of course, follows.
Stroth says something French to himself and chuckles "good morning Zylna"
"Morning. What are you fetching today?"
"moss!"
Zylna seems dubious. "Any moss? Or a specific type?"
"Specific type, Lichen moss, it glows brightly so it should be easy to find"
"Okay." Zylna waled for a bit in silence. "So, what was your little adventure like?"
"Hm?" he said, coming back into normality "It was fine, I went to under ground to hunt down a person who was mixed up with some rather.... dangerous substances"
"Drugs?"
"..... Not really" he said and put on his gas-mask
"What?"
"its a touchy subject zylna, i would like it if we dropped it please" he said
She rolled her eyes. "I mean, considering you know a lot about me, I'd like to hear at least a bit more about you, but fiiiine."
"Thank you" He said, a bit of relief in his voice. He kept the door of the tavern open for her to walk through
*Lol, I imagined them already outside, but nope, they've just reached the door. XD*
She walked out and waited for him. "So anything else?"
*Me and your's brains dont agree*
"Like what?"
"Anything else happen? Or is all of it personal?" She crossed her arms, having said the last part with a tinge of annoyance. *Almost put annoyment because I forgot annoyance was a word.*
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Stroth is inside. He is laying on the couch, resting his eyes for a bit before he was deciding to go back outside to hunt for more ingredients for his potions.
Roman was asleep upstairs.
Zylna, of course, follows.
Stroth says something French to himself and chuckles "good morning Zylna"
"Morning. What are you fetching today?"
"moss!"
Zylna seems dubious. "Any moss? Or a specific type?"
"Specific type, Lichen moss, it glows brightly so it should be easy to find"
"Okay." Zylna waled for a bit in silence. "So, what was your little adventure like?"
"Hm?" he said, coming back into normality "It was fine, I went to under ground to hunt down a person who was mixed up with some rather.... dangerous substances"
"Drugs?"
"..... Not really" he said and put on his gas-mask
"What?"
"its a touchy subject zylna, i would like it if we dropped it please" he said
She rolled her eyes. "I mean, considering you know a lot about me, I'd like to hear at least a bit more about you, but fiiiine."
"Thank you" He said, a bit of relief in his voice. He kept the door of the tavern open for her to walk through
*Lol, I imagined them already outside, but nope, they've just reached the door. XD*
She walked out and waited for him. "So anything else?"
*Me and your's brains dont agree*
"Like what?"
"Anything else happen? Or is all of it personal?" She crossed her arms, having said the last part with a tinge of annoyance. *Almost put annoyment because I forgot annoyance was a word.*
He looked away then seemed to stare at his hands. He reached into his bag and pulled out a vial or a red liquid that seemed to clot up the bottle. "This is what's left of them"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Stroth is inside. He is laying on the couch, resting his eyes for a bit before he was deciding to go back outside to hunt for more ingredients for his potions.
Roman was asleep upstairs.
Zylna, of course, follows.
Stroth says something French to himself and chuckles "good morning Zylna"
"Morning. What are you fetching today?"
"moss!"
Zylna seems dubious. "Any moss? Or a specific type?"
"Specific type, Lichen moss, it glows brightly so it should be easy to find"
"Okay." Zylna waled for a bit in silence. "So, what was your little adventure like?"
"Hm?" he said, coming back into normality "It was fine, I went to under ground to hunt down a person who was mixed up with some rather.... dangerous substances"
"Drugs?"
"..... Not really" he said and put on his gas-mask
"What?"
"its a touchy subject zylna, i would like it if we dropped it please" he said
She rolled her eyes. "I mean, considering you know a lot about me, I'd like to hear at least a bit more about you, but fiiiine."
"Thank you" He said, a bit of relief in his voice. He kept the door of the tavern open for her to walk through
*Lol, I imagined them already outside, but nope, they've just reached the door. XD*
She walked out and waited for him. "So anything else?"
*Me and your's brains dont agree*
"Like what?"
"Anything else happen? Or is all of it personal?" She crossed her arms, having said the last part with a tinge of annoyance. *Almost put annoyment because I forgot annoyance was a word.*
He looked away then seemed to stare at his hands. He reached into his bag and pulled out a vial or a red liquid that seemed to clot up the bottle. "This is what's left of them"
"Who? The person?"
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Zylna seems dubious. "Any moss? Or a specific type?"
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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.
*Yep, I'm eagerly awaiting OneShot's release on console, this should work til then*
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.
The twins sit nearby, Dip eating waffles and Vik having bacon and eggs.
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I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"Specific type, Lichen moss, it glows brightly so it should be easy to find"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Okay." Zylna waled for a bit in silence. "So, what was your little adventure like?"
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I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Kometh walks downstairs, sporting a snappy new suit and vest. He walks over to the bar and looks around.
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(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.
Niko orders pancakes quietly.
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.
Kometh peers over the bar at the child. He brings the pancakes over with a small cup of syrup and looks quizzical at Niko.
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.
"Hm?" he said, coming back into normality "It was fine, I went to under ground to hunt down a person who was mixed up with some rather.... dangerous substances"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Drugs?"
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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.
"..... Not really" he said and put on his gas-mask
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"What?"
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I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"its a touchy subject zylna, i would like it if we dropped it please" he said
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She rolled her eyes. "I mean, considering you know a lot about me, I'd like to hear at least a bit more about you, but fiiiine."
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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.
"Thank you" He said, a bit of relief in his voice. He kept the door of the tavern open for her to walk through
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Lol, I imagined them already outside, but nope, they've just reached the door. XD*
She walked out and waited for him. "So anything else?"
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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.
*Me and your's brains dont agree*
"Like what?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Anything else happen? Or is all of it personal?" She crossed her arms, having said the last part with a tinge of annoyance. *Almost put annoyment because I forgot annoyance was a word.*
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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 looked away then seemed to stare at his hands. He reached into his bag and pulled out a vial or a red liquid that seemed to clot up the bottle. "This is what's left of them"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Who? The person?"
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.