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 manβs skull.
Stroth is in a tunnel. All is dark and calm. The sound of chains are heard from where he is as a beast roars. The sound of feet are heard as well as the sound of heavy foot steps running.
Stroth is in a tunnel. All is dark and calm. The sound of chains are heard from where he is as a beast roars. The sound of feet are heard as well as the sound of heavy foot steps running.
-kick-
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Stroth is in a tunnel. All is dark and calm. The sound of chains are heard from where he is as a beast roars. The sound of feet are heard as well as the sound of heavy foot steps running.
Stroth is in a tunnel. All is dark and calm. The sound of chains are heard from where he is as a beast roars. The sound of feet are heard as well as the sound of heavy foot steps running.
Stroth is in a tunnel. All is dark and calm. The sound of chains are heard from where he is as a beast roars. The sound of feet are heard as well as the sound of heavy foot steps running.
Stroth is in a tunnel. All is dark and calm. The sound of chains are heard from where he is as a beast roars. The sound of feet are heard as well as the sound of heavy foot steps running.
Stroth is in a tunnel. All is dark and calm. The sound of chains are heard from where he is as a beast roars. The sound of feet are heard as well as the sound of heavy foot steps running.
Zylna stood there, very mad. "Why do you keep on running off without telling me where you're going?"
"Im expendable. your not" he said
-yet another kick-
"You're gonna quit talking like that."
"You can't tell me what to do! your not my dad"
"Im saying that because your life is more important than mine." he said and picked her up, setting her on his shoulder and casting light. The shadows that were following him seemed to slink back.
Stroth is in a tunnel. All is dark and calm. The sound of chains are heard from where he is as a beast roars. The sound of feet are heard as well as the sound of heavy foot steps running.
Zylna stood there, very mad. "Why do you keep on running off without telling me where you're going?"
"Im expendable. your not" he said
-yet another kick-
"You're gonna quit talking like that."
"You can't tell me what to do! your not my dad"
"Im saying that because your life is more important than mine." he said and picked her up, setting her on his shoulder and casting light. The shadows that were following him seemed to slink back.
"Huh? Why is that?"
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Stroth is in a tunnel. All is dark and calm. The sound of chains are heard from where he is as a beast roars. The sound of feet are heard as well as the sound of heavy foot steps running.
Zylna stood there, very mad. "Why do you keep on running off without telling me where you're going?"
"Im expendable. your not" he said
-yet another kick-
"You're gonna quit talking like that."
"You can't tell me what to do! your not my dad"
"Im saying that because your life is more important than mine." he said and picked her up, setting her on his shoulder and casting light. The shadows that were following him seemed to slink back.
"Huh? Why is that?"
"SH" he said sternly before looking around, keeping the light bright to ward off the shadows.
Stroth is in a tunnel. All is dark and calm. The sound of chains are heard from where he is as a beast roars. The sound of feet are heard as well as the sound of heavy foot steps running.
Zylna stood there, very mad. "Why do you keep on running off without telling me where you're going?"
"Im expendable. your not" he said
-yet another kick-
"You're gonna quit talking like that."
"You can't tell me what to do! your not my dad"
"Im saying that because your life is more important than mine." he said and picked her up, setting her on his shoulder and casting light. The shadows that were following him seemed to slink back.
"Huh? Why is that?"
"SH" he said sternly before looking around, keeping the light bright to ward off the shadows.
She flicked his ear. "Don't shush me, tell me why you think that."
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Stroth is in a tunnel. All is dark and calm. The sound of chains are heard from where he is as a beast roars. The sound of feet are heard as well as the sound of heavy foot steps running.
Zylna stood there, very mad. "Why do you keep on running off without telling me where you're going?"
"Im expendable. your not" he said
-yet another kick-
"You're gonna quit talking like that."
"You can't tell me what to do! your not my dad"
"Im saying that because your life is more important than mine." he said and picked her up, setting her on his shoulder and casting light. The shadows that were following him seemed to slink back.
"Huh? Why is that?"
"SH" he said sternly before looking around, keeping the light bright to ward off the shadows.
She flicked his ear. "Don't shush me, tell me why you think that."
-kick- "What'd you say?"
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"Stop kicking me first..." He said
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"I wouldn't have to kick you if you didn't lie."
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"I didnt lie! i was just grumbling" he said
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"Then you said something, but you said you didn't say anything. So it was a lie."
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He rolls his eyes and sits down on the sofa near his work.
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She walks over and sits down next to him, opening her pouch of glowberries and snacking on some.
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I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Cataclysm walks in, dragging a large sword behind him. He has a large gash in his leg, and a piece of cloth is messily wrapped around it.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Kometh appears behind the bar in a cloud of mist and runs to his room.
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 manβs skull.
Stroth is in a tunnel. All is dark and calm. The sound of chains are heard from where he is as a beast roars. The sound of feet are heard as well as the sound of heavy foot steps running.
πΎππ₯ π₯ππ π₯π π‘ π€ππππ, ππ π¦πππ π£π πππ€, π‘π π¦π£ π₯ππ π€ππ π₯ππ
π'π§π πππ€π€ππ π₯ππ π₯π¦ππ π π π₯π¦πππππ£π€ ππππππππ
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-kick-
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*.....................................why.................................*
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*Hehahehaohaooohoeahoeahe*
Zylna stood there, very mad. "Why do you keep on running off without telling me where you're going?"
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"Im expendable. your not" he said
πΎππ₯ π₯ππ π₯π π‘ π€ππππ, ππ π¦πππ π£π πππ€, π‘π π¦π£ π₯ππ π€ππ π₯ππ
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-yet another kick-
"You're gonna quit talking like that."
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I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"
You can't tell me what to do! your not my dad""Im saying that because your life is more important than mine." he said and picked her up, setting her on his shoulder and casting light. The shadows that were following him seemed to slink back.
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π»ππ§πππ ππ π’π¦ππππ€πππ'π€ πππ€π₯ππ£ π₯πππ π€ππππππ
"Huh? Why is that?"
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"SH" he said sternly before looking around, keeping the light bright to ward off the shadows.
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She flicked his ear. "Don't shush me, tell me why you think that."
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I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"because your my friend" he hissed
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