if Thread had a face, they would look like they were going to throw up, leaning on Avix and using their needle to also prop them up, leaking what seems to be black tears from the pain.
Avix holds thread in a semi hug, "Hey, Hey, its ok buddy." she whispers, holding them up
Thread looks at them in complete worry for their being, as something red shines on the back of their shelled head, the mark of the troupe. It was more to show they worked with them, than being controlled
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a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
if Thread had a face, they would look like they were going to throw up, leaning on Avix and using their needle to also prop them up, leaking what seems to be black tears from the pain.
Avix holds thread in a semi hug, "Hey, Hey, its ok buddy." she whispers, holding them up
Thread looks at them in complete worry for their being, as something red shines on the back of their shelled head, the mark of the troupe. It was more to show they worked with them, than being controlled
"Wha- That SNAKE!" Mistress Akari stands up, grabbing her trident. "This isn't part of the Ritual! That Grimm must have done something, or one of his followers." She turns back to Thread. "It's alright, little one. We'll fix this."
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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)
if Thread had a face, they would look like they were going to throw up, leaning on Avix and using their needle to also prop them up, leaking what seems to be black tears from the pain.
Avix holds thread in a semi hug, "Hey, Hey, its ok buddy." she whispers, holding them up
Thread looks at them in complete worry for their being, as something red shines on the back of their shelled head, the mark of the troupe. It was more to show they worked with them, than being controlled
"Wha- That SNAKE!" Mistress Akari stands up, grabbing her trident. "This isn't part of the Ritual! That Grimm must have done something, or one of his followers." She turns back to Thread. "It's alright, little one. We'll fix this."
Their head turned upwards, confused as to what was going on, they didnt know that they had the mark on them, and had it shown in plain view to them both as they fall onto their shell head
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a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
if Thread had a face, they would look like they were going to throw up, leaning on Avix and using their needle to also prop them up, leaking what seems to be black tears from the pain.
Avix holds thread in a semi hug, "Hey, Hey, its ok buddy." she whispers, holding them up
Thread looks at them in complete worry for their being, as something red shines on the back of their shelled head, the mark of the troupe. It was more to show they worked with them, than being controlled
"Wha- That SNAKE!" Mistress Akari stands up, grabbing her trident. "This isn't part of the Ritual! That Grimm must have done something, or one of his followers." She turns back to Thread. "It's alright, little one. We'll fix this."
Their head turned upwards, confused as to what was going on, they didnt know that they had the mark on them, and had it shown in plain view to them both as they fall onto their shell head
"Thread, you got a mark on the back of your... you know," She gestures to his head
if Thread had a face, they would look like they were going to throw up, leaning on Avix and using their needle to also prop them up, leaking what seems to be black tears from the pain.
Avix holds thread in a semi hug, "Hey, Hey, its ok buddy." she whispers, holding them up
Thread looks at them in complete worry for their being, as something red shines on the back of their shelled head, the mark of the troupe. It was more to show they worked with them, than being controlled
"Wha- That SNAKE!" Mistress Akari stands up, grabbing her trident. "This isn't part of the Ritual! That Grimm must have done something, or one of his followers." She turns back to Thread. "It's alright, little one. We'll fix this."
Their head turned upwards, confused as to what was going on, they didnt know that they had the mark on them, and had it shown in plain view to them both as they fall onto their shell head
"Thread, you got a mark on the back of your... you know," She gestures to his head
Thread slaps a hand on the back of their hand on their head, the hollow thud loud and clear as he feels the mark, getting up fast and grabbing for one of his Mantis claws. wondering who put it there and when.
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a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
if Thread had a face, they would look like they were going to throw up, leaning on Avix and using their needle to also prop them up, leaking what seems to be black tears from the pain.
Avix holds thread in a semi hug, "Hey, Hey, its ok buddy." she whispers, holding them up
Thread looks at them in complete worry for their being, as something red shines on the back of their shelled head, the mark of the troupe. It was more to show they worked with them, than being controlled
"Wha- That SNAKE!" Mistress Akari stands up, grabbing her trident. "This isn't part of the Ritual! That Grimm must have done something, or one of his followers." She turns back to Thread. "It's alright, little one. We'll fix this."
Their head turned upwards, confused as to what was going on, they didnt know that they had the mark on them, and had it shown in plain view to them both as they fall onto their shell head
"Thread, you got a mark on the back of your... you know," She gestures to his head
Thread slaps a hand on the back of their hand on their head, the hollow thud loud and clear as he feels the mark, getting up fast and grabbing for one of his Mantis claws. wondering who put it there and when.
"Hey, hey, thread," Avix holds onto them lightly, "Calm down."
if Thread had a face, they would look like they were going to throw up, leaning on Avix and using their needle to also prop them up, leaking what seems to be black tears from the pain.
Avix holds thread in a semi hug, "Hey, Hey, its ok buddy." she whispers, holding them up
Thread looks at them in complete worry for their being, as something red shines on the back of their shelled head, the mark of the troupe. It was more to show they worked with them, than being controlled
"Wha- That SNAKE!" Mistress Akari stands up, grabbing her trident. "This isn't part of the Ritual! That Grimm must have done something, or one of his followers." She turns back to Thread. "It's alright, little one. We'll fix this."
Their head turned upwards, confused as to what was going on, they didnt know that they had the mark on them, and had it shown in plain view to them both as they fall onto their shell head
"Thread, you got a mark on the back of your... you know," She gestures to his head
Thread slaps a hand on the back of their hand on their head, the hollow thud loud and clear as he feels the mark, getting up fast and grabbing for one of his Mantis claws. wondering who put it there and when.
"Hey, hey, thread," Avix holds onto them lightly, "Calm down."
They physically look like theyre breathing heavy, angered by everything
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a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
if Thread had a face, they would look like they were going to throw up, leaning on Avix and using their needle to also prop them up, leaking what seems to be black tears from the pain.
Avix holds thread in a semi hug, "Hey, Hey, its ok buddy." she whispers, holding them up
Thread looks at them in complete worry for their being, as something red shines on the back of their shelled head, the mark of the troupe. It was more to show they worked with them, than being controlled
"Wha- That SNAKE!" Mistress Akari stands up, grabbing her trident. "This isn't part of the Ritual! That Grimm must have done something, or one of his followers." She turns back to Thread. "It's alright, little one. We'll fix this."
Their head turned upwards, confused as to what was going on, they didnt know that they had the mark on them, and had it shown in plain view to them both as they fall onto their shell head
"Thread, you got a mark on the back of your... you know," She gestures to his head
Thread slaps a hand on the back of their hand on their head, the hollow thud loud and clear as he feels the mark, getting up fast and grabbing for one of his Mantis claws. wondering who put it there and when.
"Hey, hey, thread," Avix holds onto them lightly, "Calm down."
They physically look like theyre breathing heavy, angered by everything
Avix decides to scoop up thread into her arms, "Calm, down!"
Thread pushes them back, before dashing out into the distance, before getting free enough to literally yeet themself away with the needle
Avix sighs, "Son of nosk." She mutters, "I should go after them."
Thread, in all of this, had dropped on accident one of his claws, pointing towards dirtmouth down the hill
Avix waves to the troupe leader, spotting the claw. She picks it up, heading towards dirtmouth
"How odd." Akari kneels by the claw, examining it. "Dirtmouth is dozens of miles away. You should be able to catch them long before they reach Hallownest's borders."
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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)
Thread pushes them back, before dashing out into the distance, before getting free enough to literally yeet themself away with the needle
Avix sighs, "Son of nosk." She mutters, "I should go after them."
Thread, in all of this, had dropped on accident one of his claws, pointing towards dirtmouth down the hill
Avix waves to the troupe leader, spotting the claw. She picks it up, heading towards dirtmouth
"How odd." Akari kneels by the claw, examining it. "Dirtmouth is dozens of miles away. You should be able to catch them long before they reach Hallownest's borders."
"Yeah, but i don't want them to get hurt. Only semblance of a family i have here from the mantis tribe."
Thread pushes them back, before dashing out into the distance, before getting free enough to literally yeet themself away with the needle
Avix sighs, "Son of nosk." She mutters, "I should go after them."
Thread, in all of this, had dropped on accident one of his claws, pointing towards dirtmouth down the hill
Avix waves to the troupe leader, spotting the claw. She picks it up, heading towards dirtmouth
"How odd." Akari kneels by the claw, examining it. "Dirtmouth is dozens of miles away. You should be able to catch them long before they reach Hallownest's borders."
"Yeah, but i don't want them to get hurt. Only semblance of a family i have here from the mantis tribe."
"Neither do I. Just talk to them: They need comfort."
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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)
Thread pushes them back, before dashing out into the distance, before getting free enough to literally yeet themself away with the needle
Avix sighs, "Son of nosk." She mutters, "I should go after them."
Thread, in all of this, had dropped on accident one of his claws, pointing towards dirtmouth down the hill
Avix waves to the troupe leader, spotting the claw. She picks it up, heading towards dirtmouth
"How odd." Akari kneels by the claw, examining it. "Dirtmouth is dozens of miles away. You should be able to catch them long before they reach Hallownest's borders."
"Yeah, but i don't want them to get hurt. Only semblance of a family i have here from the mantis tribe."
"Neither do I. Just talk to them: They need comfort."
"I'll do my best," Avix nods, dashing off after her friend
About a mile away, hidden in a nearby cave, lies Thread. The bodies of many harmless creatures about them seemingly cut by his needle, and burnt. They lie bundled up,the needle pointed downward as they cry up black tears, wishing that they hadnt even step foot inside the tent. They remembered a smaller group, one tall, dangerous one which wanted their help with making fires. This had scared the pale child, as they refused. The next two days were a blur in solid red, no other memories since.
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a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
About a mile away, hidden in a nearby cave, lies Thread. The bodies of many harmless creatures about them seemingly cut by his needle, and burnt. They lie bundled up,the needle pointed downward as they cry up black tears, wishing that they hadnt even step foot inside the tent. They remembered a smaller group, one tall, dangerous one which wanted their help with making fires. This had scared the pale child, as they refused. The next two days were a blur in solid red, no other memories since.
After about maybe.... 10 minutes or so, avix enters the cave, having followed the trail of bodies and tracks thread left behind, "Hey, buddy?" Avix asks softly
Thread looks at them in complete worry for their being, as something red shines on the back of their shelled head, the mark of the troupe. It was more to show they worked with them, than being controlled
a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
"Wha- That SNAKE!" Mistress Akari stands up, grabbing her trident. "This isn't part of the Ritual! That Grimm must have done something, or one of his followers." She turns back to Thread. "It's alright, little one. We'll fix this."
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)
Their head turned upwards, confused as to what was going on, they didnt know that they had the mark on them, and had it shown in plain view to them both as they fall onto their shell head
a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
"Thread, you got a mark on the back of your... you know," She gestures to his head
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
Thread slaps a hand on the back of their hand on their head, the hollow thud loud and clear as he feels the mark, getting up fast and grabbing for one of his Mantis claws. wondering who put it there and when.
a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
* I cant decide if Thread should be a guy or gal*
a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
"Hey, hey, thread," Avix holds onto them lightly, "Calm down."
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
*Fair.... hard to decide with avix too*
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
They physically look like theyre breathing heavy, angered by everything
a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
Avix decides to scoop up thread into her arms, "Calm, down!"
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
Thread pushes them back, before dashing out into the distance, before getting free enough to literally yeet themself away with the needle
a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
Avix sighs, "Son of nosk." She mutters, "I should go after them."
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
Thread, in all of this, had dropped on accident one of his claws, pointing towards dirtmouth down the hill
a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
Avix waves to the troupe leader, spotting the claw. She picks it up, heading towards dirtmouth
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
"How odd." Akari kneels by the claw, examining it. "Dirtmouth is dozens of miles away. You should be able to catch them long before they reach Hallownest's borders."
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)
"Yeah, but i don't want them to get hurt. Only semblance of a family i have here from the mantis tribe."
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
"Neither do I. Just talk to them: They need comfort."
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)
"I'll do my best," Avix nods, dashing off after her friend
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
About a mile away, hidden in a nearby cave, lies Thread. The bodies of many harmless creatures about them seemingly cut by his needle, and burnt. They lie bundled up,the needle pointed downward as they cry up black tears, wishing that they hadnt even step foot inside the tent. They remembered a smaller group, one tall, dangerous one which wanted their help with making fires. This had scared the pale child, as they refused. The next two days were a blur in solid red, no other memories since.
a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
After about maybe.... 10 minutes or so, avix enters the cave, having followed the trail of bodies and tracks thread left behind, "Hey, buddy?" Avix asks softly
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