A man in a brown trench coat walks into the tavern. He has a bag slung over his shoulder and has a medical band around his arm. On his waist he has a knife in a sheath. He has wire frame glasses and brown hair. He stands at about 5'10".
Lore is inside, she is having one of her dogs follow theren around.
Dwight Fairfield is sitting inside, nervously
Theren is currently outside staring at nothing.
The man walks up to Dwight and sits across from him. "Are you alright?"
The pup, no more then a month old, wanders up to Theren and wags its tail, barking in a playful manner.
Dwight jumps and backs up a bit. 'I'-I'll be fine" he manages to stutter out
Theren continues to stare out at nothing.
"You seem afraid. Let me introduce myself. My name is Doctor Blitzen, but you may call me Blitz."
The puppy tugs at Theren's pant leg, yapping. (STR 16 )
"I'm always a-afraid"
Theren looks down with glazed over eyes.
"Perhaps I can make you some tea? Helps calm the nerves."
Lore is now standing next to the puppy who jumps back and forth. "Theren" she said and folded her arms.
"I suppose.." He mumbles and curls up
Theren looks at her then back at the dog.
Blitz pulls out some tea cups and tea bags. He then pulls out a portable fire and sets a teapot filled with water on it. "While we wait for the kettle to boil, mind telling me who you are?"
She waves a hand in front of Theren's eyes "My friends, are you there?"
"Dwight.... D-Dwight Fairfield"
Theren mumbles something in Elvish.
"Pleasure to meet you Mr. Fairfield." The kettle starts to whistle and Blitz pours the water into the cups with the tea bags. He then hands a cup to Dwight.
Lore sighs and narrows her eyes. Suddenly she picks up and puppy and leans forward "Helllllo?" She says "Theren?"
Dwight stares at the cup for a second before speaking. "Where am i?"
Therens eyes snap back into focus. "Oh, hey Lore."
"I don't exactly know. The sign outside said The Lords Rest Inn." Blitz says and then takes a sip of tea.
"Hi there... Where did your mind take you?" She asked.
"What world is this?" He asked
"I...um....somewhere?" he says feebly.
"Not sure."
"Where." She said and folded her arms,
"oh...." He said "it seems nicer then the domain"
Theren seems rather nervous. "Uhm...."
"The domain?" Blitz asked while pushing his glasses up his nose.
She tilts her head to the side.
"yes" he said and nodded
Theren taps his side and starts to slowly walk backwards.
"What is the domain?"
Lore sighs and sits in the grass, smoothing out her long skirt neatly. "come and talk to me my friend"
Zdzislaw is placing small dolls everywhere. Judging by how he's comparing their positions, it seems to be strategic in some bizarre way.
A young man with black hair, pale skin, and wide brown eyes is sitting on the couch in the tavern. He has thick glasses, a button-up dress shirt, black slacks, and a tie. All of his clothes are either caked in grime or sweat. He seems utterly nervous and jittery.
Zdzislaw hands him a plush froghemoth. "What's wrong? I mean, besides the obvious."
"I have no idea where I am!" He says and looks at the plush
A man in a brown trench coat walks into the tavern. He has a bag slung over his shoulder and has a medical band around his arm. On his waist he has a knife in a sheath. He has wire frame glasses and brown hair. He stands at about 5'10".
Lore is inside, she is having one of her dogs follow theren around.
Dwight Fairfield is sitting inside, nervously
Theren is currently outside staring at nothing.
The man walks up to Dwight and sits across from him. "Are you alright?"
The pup, no more then a month old, wanders up to Theren and wags its tail, barking in a playful manner.
Dwight jumps and backs up a bit. 'I'-I'll be fine" he manages to stutter out
Theren continues to stare out at nothing.
"You seem afraid. Let me introduce myself. My name is Doctor Blitzen, but you may call me Blitz."
The puppy tugs at Theren's pant leg, yapping. (STR 16 )
"I'm always a-afraid"
Theren looks down with glazed over eyes.
"Perhaps I can make you some tea? Helps calm the nerves."
Lore is now standing next to the puppy who jumps back and forth. "Theren" she said and folded her arms.
"I suppose.." He mumbles and curls up
Theren looks at her then back at the dog.
Blitz pulls out some tea cups and tea bags. He then pulls out a portable fire and sets a teapot filled with water on it. "While we wait for the kettle to boil, mind telling me who you are?"
She waves a hand in front of Theren's eyes "My friends, are you there?"
"Dwight.... D-Dwight Fairfield"
Theren mumbles something in Elvish.
"Pleasure to meet you Mr. Fairfield." The kettle starts to whistle and Blitz pours the water into the cups with the tea bags. He then hands a cup to Dwight.
Lore sighs and narrows her eyes. Suddenly she picks up and puppy and leans forward "Helllllo?" She says "Theren?"
Dwight stares at the cup for a second before speaking. "Where am i?"
Therens eyes snap back into focus. "Oh, hey Lore."
"I don't exactly know. The sign outside said The Lords Rest Inn." Blitz says and then takes a sip of tea.
"Hi there... Where did your mind take you?" She asked.
"What world is this?" He asked
"I...um....somewhere?" he says feebly.
"Not sure."
"Where." She said and folded her arms,
"oh...." He said "it seems nicer then the domain"
Theren seems rather nervous. "Uhm...."
"The domain?" Blitz asked while pushing his glasses up his nose.
She tilts her head to the side.
"yes" he said and nodded
Theren taps his side and starts to slowly walk backwards.
"What is the domain?"
Lore sighs and sits in the grass, smoothing out her long skirt neatly. "come and talk to me my friend"
"The entity"
Theren sits down cautiously.
"What is the entity? You can trust me you know. After all I am a doctor."
A man in a brown trench coat walks into the tavern. He has a bag slung over his shoulder and has a medical band around his arm. On his waist he has a knife in a sheath. He has wire frame glasses and brown hair. He stands at about 5'10".
Lore is inside, she is having one of her dogs follow theren around.
Dwight Fairfield is sitting inside, nervously
Theren is currently outside staring at nothing.
The man walks up to Dwight and sits across from him. "Are you alright?"
The pup, no more then a month old, wanders up to Theren and wags its tail, barking in a playful manner.
Dwight jumps and backs up a bit. 'I'-I'll be fine" he manages to stutter out
Theren continues to stare out at nothing.
"You seem afraid. Let me introduce myself. My name is Doctor Blitzen, but you may call me Blitz."
The puppy tugs at Theren's pant leg, yapping. (STR 16 )
"I'm always a-afraid"
Theren looks down with glazed over eyes.
"Perhaps I can make you some tea? Helps calm the nerves."
Lore is now standing next to the puppy who jumps back and forth. "Theren" she said and folded her arms.
"I suppose.." He mumbles and curls up
Theren looks at her then back at the dog.
Blitz pulls out some tea cups and tea bags. He then pulls out a portable fire and sets a teapot filled with water on it. "While we wait for the kettle to boil, mind telling me who you are?"
She waves a hand in front of Theren's eyes "My friends, are you there?"
"Dwight.... D-Dwight Fairfield"
Theren mumbles something in Elvish.
"Pleasure to meet you Mr. Fairfield." The kettle starts to whistle and Blitz pours the water into the cups with the tea bags. He then hands a cup to Dwight.
Lore sighs and narrows her eyes. Suddenly she picks up and puppy and leans forward "Helllllo?" She says "Theren?"
Dwight stares at the cup for a second before speaking. "Where am i?"
Therens eyes snap back into focus. "Oh, hey Lore."
"I don't exactly know. The sign outside said The Lords Rest Inn." Blitz says and then takes a sip of tea.
"Hi there... Where did your mind take you?" She asked.
"What world is this?" He asked
"I...um....somewhere?" he says feebly.
"Not sure."
"Where." She said and folded her arms,
"oh...." He said "it seems nicer then the domain"
Theren seems rather nervous. "Uhm...."
"The domain?" Blitz asked while pushing his glasses up his nose.
She tilts her head to the side.
"yes" he said and nodded
Theren taps his side and starts to slowly walk backwards.
"What is the domain?"
Lore sighs and sits in the grass, smoothing out her long skirt neatly. "come and talk to me my friend"
"The entity"
Theren sits down cautiously.
"What is the entity? You can trust me you know. After all I am a doctor."
*Good morning!! I have fun planned for people today >:D*
-Normal Characters that are Open-
Xan is chilling inside, sipping tea while ignoring the world around him.
Cold is wandering around outside while quietly investigating tracks of a beast.
A young man with black hair, pale skin, and wide brown eyes is sitting on the couch in the tavern. He has thick glasses, a button-up dress shirt, black slacks, and a tie. All of his clothes are either caked in grime or sweat. He seems utterly nervous and jittery.
Emmet strolls over. His blade has been cleaned.
Xan waves "hey there"
Emmet sits next to him. "Why?"
"Because of loyalty. You have no idea how many people have betrayed me" he hissed "it hurts me, so I wanted to see if you were loyal"
"Glad to know that something causes you worry."
"why Emmet, are you disgusted now that I ask you to do something for me?"
"..." Emmet grimaces. "It's not a big deal."
"Really then why do you grimace as if you are thinking about it?" He askes
"It's not the worst I've done."
"Hm" he says and leans forwards "tell me about your crimes then"
Emmet stands up. "Let me change and get a drink first."
"Okay then" he says and waits
Emmet comes back in his street clothes. He holds a mug of coffee. "You ready?"
Xan raises and eyebrow and nods a bit
Emmet leans back and a little bit on Xan. "To set the scene, I was training as a squire for a knight, and by happenchance, I was really, really good at wielding a halberd. After a few years of training, I was in the King's guard myself."
Xan lets him lay his head on his lap. He smiles down at him, watching and listening.
Emmet closes his eyes. "Now during a conquest, I think in some rock gnome's territory. I saved the king from being shot, but in turn, for my sacrifice, the bullet went through my knee." Emmet grimaces as he remembers the pain.
Xan nods and messes with Emmet's hair.
"Hence the cane. The King gave me the task of guarding him personally, and so I did. He died of old age, and his elder son succeeded him."
"did you protect him next?" Xan asks
Emmet frowns. "He was a drunk and a gambler. After 2 and a half years of unrest, I killed him. The charge I had sworn to protect."
"ah" he said and nodded again.
"HIs younger son wasn't much better. A sadist and idiot, he had my company slaughter a village. I killed him as well after that."
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.
A man in a brown trench coat walks into the tavern. He has a bag slung over his shoulder and has a medical band around his arm. On his waist he has a knife in a sheath. He has wire frame glasses and brown hair. He stands at about 5'10".
Lore is inside, she is having one of her dogs follow theren around.
Dwight Fairfield is sitting inside, nervously
Theren is currently outside staring at nothing.
The man walks up to Dwight and sits across from him. "Are you alright?"
The pup, no more then a month old, wanders up to Theren and wags its tail, barking in a playful manner.
Dwight jumps and backs up a bit. 'I'-I'll be fine" he manages to stutter out
Theren continues to stare out at nothing.
"You seem afraid. Let me introduce myself. My name is Doctor Blitzen, but you may call me Blitz."
The puppy tugs at Theren's pant leg, yapping. (STR 16 )
"I'm always a-afraid"
Theren looks down with glazed over eyes.
"Perhaps I can make you some tea? Helps calm the nerves."
Lore is now standing next to the puppy who jumps back and forth. "Theren" she said and folded her arms.
"I suppose.." He mumbles and curls up
Theren looks at her then back at the dog.
Blitz pulls out some tea cups and tea bags. He then pulls out a portable fire and sets a teapot filled with water on it. "While we wait for the kettle to boil, mind telling me who you are?"
She waves a hand in front of Theren's eyes "My friends, are you there?"
"Dwight.... D-Dwight Fairfield"
Theren mumbles something in Elvish.
"Pleasure to meet you Mr. Fairfield." The kettle starts to whistle and Blitz pours the water into the cups with the tea bags. He then hands a cup to Dwight.
Lore sighs and narrows her eyes. Suddenly she picks up and puppy and leans forward "Helllllo?" She says "Theren?"
Dwight stares at the cup for a second before speaking. "Where am i?"
Therens eyes snap back into focus. "Oh, hey Lore."
"I don't exactly know. The sign outside said The Lords Rest Inn." Blitz says and then takes a sip of tea.
"Hi there... Where did your mind take you?" She asked.
"What world is this?" He asked
"I...um....somewhere?" he says feebly.
"Not sure."
"Where." She said and folded her arms,
"oh...." He said "it seems nicer then the domain"
Theren seems rather nervous. "Uhm...."
"The domain?" Blitz asked while pushing his glasses up his nose.
She tilts her head to the side.
"yes" he said and nodded
Theren taps his side and starts to slowly walk backwards.
"What is the domain?"
Lore sighs and sits in the grass, smoothing out her long skirt neatly. "come and talk to me my friend"
"The entity"
Theren sits down cautiously.
"What is the entity? You can trust me you know. After all I am a doctor."
*Good morning!! I have fun planned for people today >:D*
-Normal Characters that are Open-
Xan is chilling inside, sipping tea while ignoring the world around him.
Cold is wandering around outside while quietly investigating tracks of a beast.
A young man with black hair, pale skin, and wide brown eyes is sitting on the couch in the tavern. He has thick glasses, a button-up dress shirt, black slacks, and a tie. All of his clothes are either caked in grime or sweat. He seems utterly nervous and jittery.
Emmet strolls over. His blade has been cleaned.
Xan waves "hey there"
Emmet sits next to him. "Why?"
"Because of loyalty. You have no idea how many people have betrayed me" he hissed "it hurts me, so I wanted to see if you were loyal"
"Glad to know that something causes you worry."
"why Emmet, are you disgusted now that I ask you to do something for me?"
"..." Emmet grimaces. "It's not a big deal."
"Really then why do you grimace as if you are thinking about it?" He askes
"It's not the worst I've done."
"Hm" he says and leans forwards "tell me about your crimes then"
Emmet stands up. "Let me change and get a drink first."
"Okay then" he says and waits
Emmet comes back in his street clothes. He holds a mug of coffee. "You ready?"
Xan raises and eyebrow and nods a bit
Emmet leans back and a little bit on Xan. "To set the scene, I was training as a squire for a knight, and by happenchance, I was really, really good at wielding a halberd. After a few years of training, I was in the King's guard myself."
Xan lets him lay his head on his lap. He smiles down at him, watching and listening.
Emmet closes his eyes. "Now during a conquest, I think in some rock gnome's territory. I saved the king from being shot, but in turn, for my sacrifice, the bullet went through my knee." Emmet grimaces as he remembers the pain.
Xan nods and messes with Emmet's hair.
"Hence the cane. The King gave me the task of guarding him personally, and so I did. He died of old age, and his elder son succeeded him."
"did you protect him next?" Xan asks
Emmet frowns. "He was a drunk and a gambler. After 2 and a half years of unrest, I killed him. The charge I had sworn to protect."
"ah" he said and nodded again.
"HIs younger son wasn't much better. A sadist and idiot, he had my company slaughter a village. I killed him as well after that."
Xan nods again and traces a finger against Emmet's cheek
Zdzislaw is placing small dolls everywhere. Judging by how he's comparing their positions, it seems to be strategic in some bizarre way.
A young man with black hair, pale skin, and wide brown eyes is sitting on the couch in the tavern. He has thick glasses, a button-up dress shirt, black slacks, and a tie. All of his clothes are either caked in grime or sweat. He seems utterly nervous and jittery.
Zdzislaw hands him a plush froghemoth. "What's wrong? I mean, besides the obvious."
"I have no idea where I am!" He says and looks at the plush
"You are in what appears to be a place of rest. Judging by your clothes, you should actually be thankful that you made it here."
Zdzislaw casts prestidigitation on Dwight's clothes to clean them.
A man in a brown trench coat walks into the tavern. He has a bag slung over his shoulder and has a medical band around his arm. On his waist he has a knife in a sheath. He has wire frame glasses and brown hair. He stands at about 5'10".
Lore is inside, she is having one of her dogs follow theren around.
Dwight Fairfield is sitting inside, nervously
Theren is currently outside staring at nothing.
The man walks up to Dwight and sits across from him. "Are you alright?"
The pup, no more then a month old, wanders up to Theren and wags its tail, barking in a playful manner.
Dwight jumps and backs up a bit. 'I'-I'll be fine" he manages to stutter out
Theren continues to stare out at nothing.
"You seem afraid. Let me introduce myself. My name is Doctor Blitzen, but you may call me Blitz."
The puppy tugs at Theren's pant leg, yapping. (STR 16 )
"I'm always a-afraid"
Theren looks down with glazed over eyes.
"Perhaps I can make you some tea? Helps calm the nerves."
Lore is now standing next to the puppy who jumps back and forth. "Theren" she said and folded her arms.
"I suppose.." He mumbles and curls up
Theren looks at her then back at the dog.
Blitz pulls out some tea cups and tea bags. He then pulls out a portable fire and sets a teapot filled with water on it. "While we wait for the kettle to boil, mind telling me who you are?"
She waves a hand in front of Theren's eyes "My friends, are you there?"
"Dwight.... D-Dwight Fairfield"
Theren mumbles something in Elvish.
"Pleasure to meet you Mr. Fairfield." The kettle starts to whistle and Blitz pours the water into the cups with the tea bags. He then hands a cup to Dwight.
Lore sighs and narrows her eyes. Suddenly she picks up and puppy and leans forward "Helllllo?" She says "Theren?"
Dwight stares at the cup for a second before speaking. "Where am i?"
Therens eyes snap back into focus. "Oh, hey Lore."
"I don't exactly know. The sign outside said The Lords Rest Inn." Blitz says and then takes a sip of tea.
"Hi there... Where did your mind take you?" She asked.
"What world is this?" He asked
"I...um....somewhere?" he says feebly.
"Not sure."
"Where." She said and folded her arms,
"oh...." He said "it seems nicer then the domain"
Theren seems rather nervous. "Uhm...."
"The domain?" Blitz asked while pushing his glasses up his nose.
She tilts her head to the side.
"yes" he said and nodded
Theren taps his side and starts to slowly walk backwards.
"What is the domain?"
Lore sighs and sits in the grass, smoothing out her long skirt neatly. "come and talk to me my friend"
"The entity"
Theren sits down cautiously.
"What is the entity? You can trust me you know. After all I am a doctor."
"Tell me what you saw, I will not judge you"
"Its evil" he said
"Things...horrible things..."
"Anything else? What does it look like?"
"Blood and wars?" She asked, the puppy trots over and sits on Theren's lap.
Zdzislaw is placing small dolls everywhere. Judging by how he's comparing their positions, it seems to be strategic in some bizarre way.
A young man with black hair, pale skin, and wide brown eyes is sitting on the couch in the tavern. He has thick glasses, a button-up dress shirt, black slacks, and a tie. All of his clothes are either caked in grime or sweat. He seems utterly nervous and jittery.
Zdzislaw hands him a plush froghemoth. "What's wrong? I mean, besides the obvious."
"I have no idea where I am!" He says and looks at the plush
"You are in what appears to be a place of rest. Judging by your clothes, you should actually be thankful that you made it here."
Zdzislaw casts prestidigitation on Dwight's clothes to clean them.
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.
Zdzislaw is placing small dolls everywhere. Judging by how he's comparing their positions, it seems to be strategic in some bizarre way.
A young man with black hair, pale skin, and wide brown eyes is sitting on the couch in the tavern. He has thick glasses, a button-up dress shirt, black slacks, and a tie. All of his clothes are either caked in grime or sweat. He seems utterly nervous and jittery.
Zdzislaw hands him a plush froghemoth. "What's wrong? I mean, besides the obvious."
"I have no idea where I am!" He says and looks at the plush
"You are in what appears to be a place of rest. Judging by your clothes, you should actually be thankful that you made it here."
Zdzislaw casts prestidigitation on Dwight's clothes to clean them.
"i-I suppose.." He said and looked abut terrified
"You're safe here. Don't worry. Do you really think all these people would willingly come to a place that compromises their safety? Plus, I've set up some, uh, surveillance." He says, gesturing to the dolls.
A man in a brown trench coat walks into the tavern. He has a bag slung over his shoulder and has a medical band around his arm. On his waist he has a knife in a sheath. He has wire frame glasses and brown hair. He stands at about 5'10".
Lore is inside, she is having one of her dogs follow theren around.
Dwight Fairfield is sitting inside, nervously
Theren is currently outside staring at nothing.
The man walks up to Dwight and sits across from him. "Are you alright?"
The pup, no more then a month old, wanders up to Theren and wags its tail, barking in a playful manner.
Dwight jumps and backs up a bit. 'I'-I'll be fine" he manages to stutter out
Theren continues to stare out at nothing.
"You seem afraid. Let me introduce myself. My name is Doctor Blitzen, but you may call me Blitz."
The puppy tugs at Theren's pant leg, yapping. (STR 16 )
"I'm always a-afraid"
Theren looks down with glazed over eyes.
"Perhaps I can make you some tea? Helps calm the nerves."
Lore is now standing next to the puppy who jumps back and forth. "Theren" she said and folded her arms.
"I suppose.." He mumbles and curls up
Theren looks at her then back at the dog.
Blitz pulls out some tea cups and tea bags. He then pulls out a portable fire and sets a teapot filled with water on it. "While we wait for the kettle to boil, mind telling me who you are?"
She waves a hand in front of Theren's eyes "My friends, are you there?"
"Dwight.... D-Dwight Fairfield"
Theren mumbles something in Elvish.
"Pleasure to meet you Mr. Fairfield." The kettle starts to whistle and Blitz pours the water into the cups with the tea bags. He then hands a cup to Dwight.
Lore sighs and narrows her eyes. Suddenly she picks up and puppy and leans forward "Helllllo?" She says "Theren?"
Dwight stares at the cup for a second before speaking. "Where am i?"
Therens eyes snap back into focus. "Oh, hey Lore."
"I don't exactly know. The sign outside said The Lords Rest Inn." Blitz says and then takes a sip of tea.
"Hi there... Where did your mind take you?" She asked.
"What world is this?" He asked
"I...um....somewhere?" he says feebly.
"Not sure."
"Where." She said and folded her arms,
"oh...." He said "it seems nicer then the domain"
Theren seems rather nervous. "Uhm...."
"The domain?" Blitz asked while pushing his glasses up his nose.
She tilts her head to the side.
"yes" he said and nodded
Theren taps his side and starts to slowly walk backwards.
"What is the domain?"
Lore sighs and sits in the grass, smoothing out her long skirt neatly. "come and talk to me my friend"
"The entity"
Theren sits down cautiously.
"What is the entity? You can trust me you know. After all I am a doctor."
"Tell me what you saw, I will not judge you"
"Its evil" he said
"Things...horrible things..."
"Anything else? What does it look like?"
"Blood and wars?" She asked, the puppy trots over and sits on Theren's lap.
Zdzislaw is placing small dolls everywhere. Judging by how he's comparing their positions, it seems to be strategic in some bizarre way.
A young man with black hair, pale skin, and wide brown eyes is sitting on the couch in the tavern. He has thick glasses, a button-up dress shirt, black slacks, and a tie. All of his clothes are either caked in grime or sweat. He seems utterly nervous and jittery.
Zdzislaw hands him a plush froghemoth. "What's wrong? I mean, besides the obvious."
"I have no idea where I am!" He says and looks at the plush
"You are in what appears to be a place of rest. Judging by your clothes, you should actually be thankful that you made it here."
Zdzislaw casts prestidigitation on Dwight's clothes to clean them.
"i-I suppose.." He said and looked abut terrified
"You're safe here. Don't worry. Do you really think all these people would willingly come to a place that compromises their safety? Plus, I've set up some, uh, surveillance." He says, gesturing to the dolls.
A man in a brown trench coat walks into the tavern. He has a bag slung over his shoulder and has a medical band around his arm. On his waist he has a knife in a sheath. He has wire frame glasses and brown hair. He stands at about 5'10".
Lore is inside, she is having one of her dogs follow theren around.
Dwight Fairfield is sitting inside, nervously
Theren is currently outside staring at nothing.
The man walks up to Dwight and sits across from him. "Are you alright?"
The pup, no more then a month old, wanders up to Theren and wags its tail, barking in a playful manner.
Dwight jumps and backs up a bit. 'I'-I'll be fine" he manages to stutter out
Theren continues to stare out at nothing.
"You seem afraid. Let me introduce myself. My name is Doctor Blitzen, but you may call me Blitz."
The puppy tugs at Theren's pant leg, yapping. (STR 16 )
"I'm always a-afraid"
Theren looks down with glazed over eyes.
"Perhaps I can make you some tea? Helps calm the nerves."
Lore is now standing next to the puppy who jumps back and forth. "Theren" she said and folded her arms.
"I suppose.." He mumbles and curls up
Theren looks at her then back at the dog.
Blitz pulls out some tea cups and tea bags. He then pulls out a portable fire and sets a teapot filled with water on it. "While we wait for the kettle to boil, mind telling me who you are?"
She waves a hand in front of Theren's eyes "My friends, are you there?"
"Dwight.... D-Dwight Fairfield"
Theren mumbles something in Elvish.
"Pleasure to meet you Mr. Fairfield." The kettle starts to whistle and Blitz pours the water into the cups with the tea bags. He then hands a cup to Dwight.
Lore sighs and narrows her eyes. Suddenly she picks up and puppy and leans forward "Helllllo?" She says "Theren?"
Dwight stares at the cup for a second before speaking. "Where am i?"
Therens eyes snap back into focus. "Oh, hey Lore."
"I don't exactly know. The sign outside said The Lords Rest Inn." Blitz says and then takes a sip of tea.
"Hi there... Where did your mind take you?" She asked.
"What world is this?" He asked
"I...um....somewhere?" he says feebly.
"Not sure."
"Where." She said and folded her arms,
"oh...." He said "it seems nicer then the domain"
Theren seems rather nervous. "Uhm...."
"The domain?" Blitz asked while pushing his glasses up his nose.
She tilts her head to the side.
"yes" he said and nodded
Theren taps his side and starts to slowly walk backwards.
"What is the domain?"
Lore sighs and sits in the grass, smoothing out her long skirt neatly. "come and talk to me my friend"
"The entity"
Theren sits down cautiously.
"What is the entity? You can trust me you know. After all I am a doctor."
"Tell me what you saw, I will not judge you"
"Its evil" he said
"Things...horrible things..."
"Anything else? What does it look like?"
"Blood and wars?" She asked, the puppy trots over and sits on Theren's lap.
"I can't tell you..."
"Yes..." Theren gently pats the puppy.
"Is it a place?"
"knowing you, thats all you see" she said and suddenly conjured up a metal kettle of tea and two mugs.
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.
Zdzislaw is placing small dolls everywhere. Judging by how he's comparing their positions, it seems to be strategic in some bizarre way.
A young man with black hair, pale skin, and wide brown eyes is sitting on the couch in the tavern. He has thick glasses, a button-up dress shirt, black slacks, and a tie. All of his clothes are either caked in grime or sweat. He seems utterly nervous and jittery.
Zdzislaw hands him a plush froghemoth. "What's wrong? I mean, besides the obvious."
"I have no idea where I am!" He says and looks at the plush
"You are in what appears to be a place of rest. Judging by your clothes, you should actually be thankful that you made it here."
Zdzislaw casts prestidigitation on Dwight's clothes to clean them.
"i-I suppose.." He said and looked abut terrified
"You're safe here. Don't worry. Do you really think all these people would willingly come to a place that compromises their safety? Plus, I've set up some, uh, surveillance." He says, gesturing to the dolls.
A man in a brown trench coat walks into the tavern. He has a bag slung over his shoulder and has a medical band around his arm. On his waist he has a knife in a sheath. He has wire frame glasses and brown hair. He stands at about 5'10".
Lore is inside, she is having one of her dogs follow theren around.
Dwight Fairfield is sitting inside, nervously
Theren is currently outside staring at nothing.
The man walks up to Dwight and sits across from him. "Are you alright?"
The pup, no more then a month old, wanders up to Theren and wags its tail, barking in a playful manner.
Dwight jumps and backs up a bit. 'I'-I'll be fine" he manages to stutter out
Theren continues to stare out at nothing.
"You seem afraid. Let me introduce myself. My name is Doctor Blitzen, but you may call me Blitz."
The puppy tugs at Theren's pant leg, yapping. (STR 16 )
"I'm always a-afraid"
Theren looks down with glazed over eyes.
"Perhaps I can make you some tea? Helps calm the nerves."
Lore is now standing next to the puppy who jumps back and forth. "Theren" she said and folded her arms.
"I suppose.." He mumbles and curls up
Theren looks at her then back at the dog.
Blitz pulls out some tea cups and tea bags. He then pulls out a portable fire and sets a teapot filled with water on it. "While we wait for the kettle to boil, mind telling me who you are?"
She waves a hand in front of Theren's eyes "My friends, are you there?"
"Dwight.... D-Dwight Fairfield"
Theren mumbles something in Elvish.
"Pleasure to meet you Mr. Fairfield." The kettle starts to whistle and Blitz pours the water into the cups with the tea bags. He then hands a cup to Dwight.
Lore sighs and narrows her eyes. Suddenly she picks up and puppy and leans forward "Helllllo?" She says "Theren?"
Dwight stares at the cup for a second before speaking. "Where am i?"
Therens eyes snap back into focus. "Oh, hey Lore."
"I don't exactly know. The sign outside said The Lords Rest Inn." Blitz says and then takes a sip of tea.
"Hi there... Where did your mind take you?" She asked.
"What world is this?" He asked
"I...um....somewhere?" he says feebly.
"Not sure."
"Where." She said and folded her arms,
"oh...." He said "it seems nicer then the domain"
Theren seems rather nervous. "Uhm...."
"The domain?" Blitz asked while pushing his glasses up his nose.
She tilts her head to the side.
"yes" he said and nodded
Theren taps his side and starts to slowly walk backwards.
"What is the domain?"
Lore sighs and sits in the grass, smoothing out her long skirt neatly. "come and talk to me my friend"
"The entity"
Theren sits down cautiously.
"What is the entity? You can trust me you know. After all I am a doctor."
"Tell me what you saw, I will not judge you"
"Its evil" he said
"Things...horrible things..."
"Anything else? What does it look like?"
"Blood and wars?" She asked, the puppy trots over and sits on Theren's lap.
"I can't tell you..."
"Yes..." Theren gently pats the puppy.
"Is it a place?"
"knowing you, thats all you see" she said and suddenly conjured up a metal kettle of tea and two mugs.
He nods.
"It wasn't just that...."
"Interesting. Don't worry you will be safe here my friend. Drink your tea. It will make you feel better." Blitz says while placing down his empty cup.
"Hence the cane. The King gave me the task of guarding him personally, and so I did. He died of old age, and his elder son succeeded him."
"did you protect him next?" Xan asks
Emmet frowns. "He was a drunk and a gambler. After 2 and a half years of unrest, I killed him. The charge I had sworn to protect."
"ah" he said and nodded again.
"HIs younger son wasn't much better. A sadist and idiot, he had my company slaughter a village. I killed him as well after that."
Xan nods again and traces a finger against Emmet's cheek
"I singly-handily toppled a dynasty. That's the worst thing I've done."
"You think that is?" He said and chuckled a bit "I have seen far worse"
"I'm not surprised. Tell me a story."
"When I was still human, my mother was a witch. She studied dark magic so that our family would be rich and never need or want for anything again." He said "the town grew suspicious of her and her new wealth. They took her money and left her with nothing but the clothes on her back. Angry, she used magic to seduce a wealthy noble to produce me. She taught me her magic as a heir so I could be powerful like her. The town found out of her magical powers and connected her to the devil. They burned her at the stake then came after me but my mother had oracle-like powers. She made a deal with the devil Mushkav to make me a powerful creature so I could bend all creatures to my will. I was shot full of holes then burned but I rose up and slaughtered the town."
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𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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Lore sighs and sits in the grass, smoothing out her long skirt neatly. "come and talk to me my friend"
"The entity"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"I have no idea where I am!" He says and looks at the plush
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Theren sits down cautiously.
"What is the entity? You can trust me you know. After all I am a doctor."
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"Tell me what you saw, I will not judge you"
"Its evil" he said
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"HIs younger son wasn't much better. A sadist and idiot, he had my company slaughter a village. I killed him as well after that."
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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.
"Things...horrible things..."
"Anything else? What does it look like?"
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Xan nods again and traces a finger against Emmet's cheek
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"You are in what appears to be a place of rest. Judging by your clothes, you should actually be thankful that you made it here."
Zdzislaw casts prestidigitation on Dwight's clothes to clean them.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Blood and wars?" She asked, the puppy trots over and sits on Theren's lap.
"I can't tell you..."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"i-I suppose.." He said and looked abut terrified
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"I singly-handily toppled a dynasty. That's the worst thing I've done."
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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.
"You're safe here. Don't worry. Do you really think all these people would willingly come to a place that compromises their safety? Plus, I've set up some, uh, surveillance." He says, gesturing to the dolls.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Yes..." Theren gently pats the puppy.
"Is it a place?"
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"You think that is?" He said and chuckled a bit "I have seen far worse"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"oh." He said, seeming even more terrified
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"knowing you, thats all you see" she said and suddenly conjured up a metal kettle of tea and two mugs.
He nods.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"I'm not surprised. Tell me a story."
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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.
"What's wrong?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"It wasn't just that...."
"Interesting. Don't worry you will be safe here my friend. Drink your tea. It will make you feel better." Blitz says while placing down his empty cup.
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"When I was still human, my mother was a witch. She studied dark magic so that our family would be rich and never need or want for anything again." He said "the town grew suspicious of her and her new wealth. They took her money and left her with nothing but the clothes on her back. Angry, she used magic to seduce a wealthy noble to produce me. She taught me her magic as a heir so I could be powerful like her. The town found out of her magical powers and connected her to the devil. They burned her at the stake then came after me but my mother had oracle-like powers. She made a deal with the devil Mushkav to make me a powerful creature so I could bend all creatures to my will. I was shot full of holes then burned but I rose up and slaughtered the town."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘