Theren kneels in front of her. "Tell me what you need me to do.."
the Litch sighs. "I'm not gonna explain it to you." he claps his hands as Leo and Festus stumble into view.
"I'm fine, I'm fine." She chuckles, kissing the top of his head.
The Herald chuckles "I would rather like to know." He says, a dagger slipping into his hand.
He holds up his pinky. "Promise me."
"You don't need to." he snarls.
She nods and pinky promises him "I am, I will tell you if I am not." She grins.
"Unfortunately for you, I do. I would suggest you do." he nods. The mask on his face switches from blank to a skull mask made of pure silver.
"okay good." he says, sitting next to her.
The Litch raises his hands, green smoke rising. Leo and Festus rush him.
Attack: 12 Damage: 30
Attack: 18 Damage: 31
She lays her head on his shoulder.
TH is able to dodge easily, bending his body in unnatural ways "That was pathetic."
He gently starts to braid her hair, singing to her in Elvish.
Festus roars, making the castle shake. Wisdom save please. DC: 21 or be frightened
Attack: 18 Damage: 30
Attack: 21 Damage: 23
She smiles and closes her eyes.
(TH is immune to being frightened)
He sighs as Festus roars "Are you done?". He takes off his mask, throwing it at Leo (He needs to make a STR and an INT save) as it latches onto his mask like a parasite, tendrils of dark energy burying into his face. He then walks up to Festus, raising a hand (Festus needs to make a DEX save).
Theren kneels in front of her. "Tell me what you need me to do.."
the Litch sighs. "I'm not gonna explain it to you." he claps his hands as Leo and Festus stumble into view.
"I'm fine, I'm fine." She chuckles, kissing the top of his head.
The Herald chuckles "I would rather like to know." He says, a dagger slipping into his hand.
He holds up his pinky. "Promise me."
"You don't need to." he snarls.
She nods and pinky promises him "I am, I will tell you if I am not." She grins.
"Unfortunately for you, I do. I would suggest you do." he nods. The mask on his face switches from blank to a skull mask made of pure silver.
"okay good." he says, sitting next to her.
The Litch raises his hands, green smoke rising. Leo and Festus rush him.
Attack: 12 Damage: 30
Attack: 18 Damage: 31
She lays her head on his shoulder.
TH is able to dodge easily, bending his body in unnatural ways "That was pathetic."
He gently starts to braid her hair, singing to her in Elvish.
Festus roars, making the castle shake. Wisdom save please. DC: 21 or be frightened
Attack: 18 Damage: 30
Attack: 21 Damage: 23
She smiles and closes her eyes.
(TH is immune to being frightened)
He sighs as Festus roars "Are you done?". He takes off his mask, throwing it at Leo (He needs to make a STR and an INT save) as it latches onto his mask like a parasite, tendrils of dark energy burying into his face. He then walks up to Festus, raising a hand (Festus needs to make a DEX save).
He smiles, making a French braid.
*Well...uh...erm..*
STR: 16 INT: 28
DEX: 24
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Theren kneels in front of her. "Tell me what you need me to do.."
the Litch sighs. "I'm not gonna explain it to you." he claps his hands as Leo and Festus stumble into view.
"I'm fine, I'm fine." She chuckles, kissing the top of his head.
The Herald chuckles "I would rather like to know." He says, a dagger slipping into his hand.
He holds up his pinky. "Promise me."
"You don't need to." he snarls.
She nods and pinky promises him "I am, I will tell you if I am not." She grins.
"Unfortunately for you, I do. I would suggest you do." he nods. The mask on his face switches from blank to a skull mask made of pure silver.
"okay good." he says, sitting next to her.
The Litch raises his hands, green smoke rising. Leo and Festus rush him.
Attack: 12 Damage: 30
Attack: 18 Damage: 31
She lays her head on his shoulder.
TH is able to dodge easily, bending his body in unnatural ways "That was pathetic."
He gently starts to braid her hair, singing to her in Elvish.
Festus roars, making the castle shake. Wisdom save please. DC: 21 or be frightened
Attack: 18 Damage: 30
Attack: 21 Damage: 23
She smiles and closes her eyes.
(TH is immune to being frightened)
He sighs as Festus roars "Are you done?". He takes off his mask, throwing it at Leo (He needs to make a STR and an INT save) as it latches onto his mask like a parasite, tendrils of dark energy burying into his face. He then walks up to Festus, raising a hand (Festus needs to make a DEX save).
He smiles, making a French braid.
*Well...uh...erm..*
STR: 19 INT: 27
DEX: 20
She opens her eyes and kisses him.
Leo is unable to pull it off, the tendrils burrowing deeply into the flesh and taking hold. However, TH's influence doesn't seep into his mind just yet as Leo seems to fight it. However, Festus is suddenly blasted with 133 force damage that bypasses any magical means of defense or immunities. TH turns to the Lich "Last chance." he said, tilting his head from side to side, a dark void under the hood looking back at them.
Theren kneels in front of her. "Tell me what you need me to do.."
the Litch sighs. "I'm not gonna explain it to you." he claps his hands as Leo and Festus stumble into view.
"I'm fine, I'm fine." She chuckles, kissing the top of his head.
The Herald chuckles "I would rather like to know." He says, a dagger slipping into his hand.
He holds up his pinky. "Promise me."
"You don't need to." he snarls.
She nods and pinky promises him "I am, I will tell you if I am not." She grins.
"Unfortunately for you, I do. I would suggest you do." he nods. The mask on his face switches from blank to a skull mask made of pure silver.
"okay good." he says, sitting next to her.
The Litch raises his hands, green smoke rising. Leo and Festus rush him.
Attack: 12 Damage: 30
Attack: 18 Damage: 31
She lays her head on his shoulder.
TH is able to dodge easily, bending his body in unnatural ways "That was pathetic."
He gently starts to braid her hair, singing to her in Elvish.
Festus roars, making the castle shake. Wisdom save please. DC: 21 or be frightened
Attack: 18 Damage: 30
Attack: 21 Damage: 23
She smiles and closes her eyes.
(TH is immune to being frightened)
He sighs as Festus roars "Are you done?". He takes off his mask, throwing it at Leo (He needs to make a STR and an INT save) as it latches onto his mask like a parasite, tendrils of dark energy burying into his face. He then walks up to Festus, raising a hand (Festus needs to make a DEX save).
He smiles, making a French braid.
*Well...uh...erm..*
STR: 19 INT: 27
DEX: 20
She opens her eyes and kisses him.
Leo is unable to pull it off, the tendrils burrowing deeply into the flesh and taking hold. However, TH's influence doesn't seep into his mind just yet as Leo seems to fight it. However, Festus is suddenly blasted with 123 force damage that bypasses any magical means of defense or immunities. TH turns to the Lich "Last chance." he said, tilting his head from side to side, a dark void under the hood looking back at them.
He kisses her back, smiling
"Enough." he raises his hand, pointing a bony finger at him *How much HP does TH have?*
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Thorfinn is running through the woods towards the castle, the frosty air biting at his lungs.
Darius has joined them, moving from tree to tree, keeping pace. He has his stone age weapons on him, his greatsword and spear on his back, his shortswords at his sides.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Thorfinn is running through the woods towards the castle, the frosty air biting at his lungs.
Darius has joined them, moving from tree to tree, keeping pace. He has his stone age weapons on him, his greatsword and spear on his back, his shortswords at his sides.
*Sorry I missed this*
"Come on!" he shouts, cutting down skeletons that get in his way
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Thorfinn is running through the woods towards the castle, the frosty air biting at his lungs.
Darius has joined them, moving from tree to tree, keeping pace. He has his stone age weapons on him, his greatsword and spear on his back, his shortswords at his sides.
*Sorry I missed this*
"Come on!" he shouts, cutting down skeletons that get in his way
*Don't worry bout it dude.*
Any skeletons that get close are crunched by his bare hands as he follows closely behind "I don't know where we are going. You just said we were going to kill the [gp]."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Thorfinn is running through the woods towards the castle, the frosty air biting at his lungs.
Darius has joined them, moving from tree to tree, keeping pace. He has his stone age weapons on him, his greatsword and spear on his back, his shortswords at his sides.
*Sorry I missed this*
"Come on!" he shouts, cutting down skeletons that get in his way
*Don't worry bout it dude.*
Any skeletons that get close are crunched by his bare hands as he follows closely behind "I don't know where we are going. You just said we were going to kill the [gp]."
"Just stay close!" he says, skidding to a stop in a clearing, throwing up snow from the force of the stop.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Theren kneels in front of her. "Tell me what you need me to do.."
the Litch sighs. "I'm not gonna explain it to you." he claps his hands as Leo and Festus stumble into view.
"I'm fine, I'm fine." She chuckles, kissing the top of his head.
The Herald chuckles "I would rather like to know." He says, a dagger slipping into his hand.
He holds up his pinky. "Promise me."
"You don't need to." he snarls.
She nods and pinky promises him "I am, I will tell you if I am not." She grins.
"Unfortunately for you, I do. I would suggest you do." he nods. The mask on his face switches from blank to a skull mask made of pure silver.
"okay good." he says, sitting next to her.
The Litch raises his hands, green smoke rising. Leo and Festus rush him.
Attack: 12 Damage: 30
Attack: 18 Damage: 31
She lays her head on his shoulder.
TH is able to dodge easily, bending his body in unnatural ways "That was pathetic."
He gently starts to braid her hair, singing to her in Elvish.
Festus roars, making the castle shake. Wisdom save please. DC: 21 or be frightened
Attack: 18 Damage: 30
Attack: 21 Damage: 23
She smiles and closes her eyes.
(TH is immune to being frightened)
He sighs as Festus roars "Are you done?". He takes off his mask, throwing it at Leo (He needs to make a STR and an INT save) as it latches onto his mask like a parasite, tendrils of dark energy burying into his face. He then walks up to Festus, raising a hand (Festus needs to make a DEX save).
He smiles, making a French braid.
*Well...uh...erm..*
STR: 19 INT: 27
DEX: 20
She opens her eyes and kisses him.
Leo is unable to pull it off, the tendrils burrowing deeply into the flesh and taking hold. However, TH's influence doesn't seep into his mind just yet as Leo seems to fight it. However, Festus is suddenly blasted with 123 force damage that bypasses any magical means of defense or immunities. TH turns to the Lich "Last chance." he said, tilting his head from side to side, a dark void under the hood looking back at them.
He kisses her back, smiling
"Enough." he raises his hand, pointing a bony finger at him *How much HP does TH have?*
"You feeling okay?" She asked.
*He's at full health right now so 210 and 35 temporary hit points. On top of it, any damage by spells is halved and is immune to any attacks from nonmagical weapons.*
"Enough." he raises his hand, pointing a bony finger at him *How much HP does TH have?*
"You feeling okay?" She asked.
*He's at full health right now so 210 and 35 temporary hit points. On top of it, any damage by spells is halved and is immune to any attacks from nonmagical weapons.*
He stands there, chuckling "Go ahead and try."
He nods. "I feel great."
*Ah okay.*
"Fall." he says. He casts power word kill. Half 87
Thorfinn is running through the woods towards the castle, the frosty air biting at his lungs.
Darius has joined them, moving from tree to tree, keeping pace. He has his stone age weapons on him, his greatsword and spear on his back, his shortswords at his sides.
*Sorry I missed this*
"Come on!" he shouts, cutting down skeletons that get in his way
*Don't worry bout it dude.*
Any skeletons that get close are crunched by his bare hands as he follows closely behind "I don't know where we are going. You just said we were going to kill the [gp]."
"Just stay close!" he says, skidding to a stop in a clearing, throwing up snow from the force of the stop.
He sits in a tree nearby, taking his bow of his back, the quiver full of arrows "Are we close? Is something wrong?"
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"okay good." he says, sitting next to her.
The Litch raises his hands, green smoke rising. Leo and Festus rush him.
Attack: 12 Damage: 30
Attack: 18 Damage: 31
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Is Shadow gonna be able to handle him and not accidentally stomp him?" She chuckles "he's really tiny."
"I ain't a good one, I'm just a guy." he chuckles, hugging them back.
"Hopefully not. If it is, I will take care of them, quick and easy." He nods "But I dislike my territory being encroached upon."
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
She lays her head on his shoulder.
TH is able to dodge easily, bending his body in unnatural ways "That was pathetic."
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
He gently starts to braid her hair, singing to her in Elvish.
Festus roars, making the castle shake. Wisdom save please. DC: 21 or be frightened
Attack: 18 Damage: 30
Attack: 21 Damage: 23
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Shadow's had a few little ones o' her own, she'll make sure ta be gentle." He puts two fingers in his mouth and whistles, calling Shadow over.
He puts them back down, just so happy "You know, a few months ago, never thought this is where I would be."
"If ya need me ta back ya up, which ya likely don't, ya always know where I am." He says, beginning to clean the rifle, looking at the marking on it.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
She smiles and closes her eyes.
(TH is immune to being frightened)
He sighs as Festus roars "Are you done?". He takes off his mask, throwing it at Leo (He needs to make a STR and an INT save) as it latches onto his mask like a parasite, tendrils of dark energy burying into his face. He then walks up to Festus, raising a hand (Festus needs to make a DEX save).
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
He smiles, making a French braid.
*Well...uh...erm..*
STR: 16 INT: 28
DEX: 24
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The little pony seems to perk up at the sound, looking around before looking at Shadow.
"Thats understandable, neither did I." He chuckled, nodding.
"I know that but I also do not want to risk you getting hurt." He said "I do not like others marring your body."
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
She opens her eyes and kisses him.
Leo is unable to pull it off, the tendrils burrowing deeply into the flesh and taking hold. However, TH's influence doesn't seep into his mind just yet as Leo seems to fight it. However, Festus is suddenly blasted with 133 force damage that bypasses any magical means of defense or immunities. TH turns to the Lich "Last chance." he said, tilting his head from side to side, a dark void under the hood looking back at them.
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
Shadow clops over, seeing the small pony and leaning down to them, looking at them with care filled horse eyes.
He pours them both a glass of cactus whiskey, passing them a glass.
"Marrin' what you want to call it? I won't let myself get marred by anyone but you." He begins to clean the outer barrel.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He kisses her back, smiling
"Enough." he raises his hand, pointing a bony finger at him *How much HP does TH have?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Sorry I missed this*
"Come on!" he shouts, cutting down skeletons that get in his way
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The little pony looks up at her, its ears flicking.
He takes it, his eyes lighting up.
"Good." He growls and rolls his shoulders before his tone of voice becomes monotone again "Sorry, I am possessive."
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
*Don't worry bout it dude.*
Any skeletons that get close are crunched by his bare hands as he follows closely behind "I don't know where we are going. You just said we were going to kill the [gp]."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"Just stay close!" he says, skidding to a stop in a clearing, throwing up snow from the force of the stop.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"You feeling okay?" She asked.
*He's at full health right now so 210 and 35 temporary hit points. On top of it, any damage by spells is halved and is immune to any attacks from nonmagical weapons.*
He stands there, chuckling "Go ahead and try."
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
They lick the small pony softly, laying down next to the stump they are on. Sparrow smiles and goes back to training.
"Straight from the Gnarly Desert. Hard to find though." He clinks their glasses together, before downing his whole.
"It's okay, you're the only one I can be with. The only person I want to be with." He says, putting his cleaning tools away.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He nods. "I feel great."
*Ah okay.*
"Fall." he says. He casts power word kill. Half 87
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He sits in a tree nearby, taking his bow of his back, the quiver full of arrows "Are we close? Is something wrong?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)