He holds it. "Hmm. Culinary uses? I could probably get people to hunt these things like truffles if they have any."
"They are rather sweet and spicy. I use them a lot in my dishes. You can make them into tea as well and they warm you up on cold days." He replies.
"Interesting." He tosses it back. "I typically work with more pelagic parasites. Chef Barebau. I come from the largest cruise ship on this plane, and most others for that matter."
"Yes, of course. I'm just glad that he's all well and good- a little shaken, but who wouldn't be?" KK smiles nervously, her own eyes watching the Archduchess'- though, her mask doesn't show this much at all.
“Precisely! Now, uh, did he tell you anything that could be important for the story? I don’t usually do all of this legal stuff, but I was at the scene!”
"A bit, though it wasn't the main topic of conversation. Besides, anything he did tell me, he'd likely be far more eloquent in explaining that my attempts at paraphrasing."
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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)
Outside the tavern, magically, a wedding venue has been set up. White and Black roses cover a trellis near the front with blackened vines. Bouquets of Blight Flowers line the venues like deadly little body guards for the marriage between Sparrow and Stroth. Black soft chains line up in rows up to the front of the trellis and a ground is checkered like a big chess board. It's almost like Alice in wonderland sort of feel to it all. Random monsters and humanoids of different kinds have appears mingling amongst each other.
Merabelle, Felix, KK, Thane, Thirteen, Isaac, and even Grimes have been invited to this event. Stroth stands near the front, greeting people. She wears a dress made entirely from human bones. Her hair has been cut, either side of her head being shaved down to the stubble and the middle kept long and tied back.
Sparrow has arrived far earlier than anyone else, his hair cleaned, his face cleanly shaven and his hair done. He is wearing a jet black suit with a black rose on the jacket, a soft smile on his face, though he doesn’t know where to stand, slightly nervous, but his love for Stroth keeping his feet firmly planted. Merabelle arrived in her best black dress, just classy enough to look good without trying to outshine Stroth. Thane in a suit similar to Sparrow’s, accidentally looking like some kind of mob boss, happily sitting down with the rest. Grimes comes along, bringing TH as his plus one on their arm, sitting down calmly, smiling for them.
Stroth runs over to Merabelle best she can and hugs her "Hi!!!!"
Merabelle hugs them back, smiling wide “YER GETTIN’ MARRIED!!!” She tightens the hug for a moment before letting go.
He holds it. "Hmm. Culinary uses? I could probably get people to hunt these things like truffles if they have any."
"They are rather sweet and spicy. I use them a lot in my dishes. You can make them into tea as well and they warm you up on cold days." He replies.
"Interesting." He tosses it back. "I typically work with more pelagic parasites. Chef Barebau. I come from the largest cruise ship on this plane, and most others for that matter."
"Hm, I haven't been out to the ocean in awhile. But since you come from a ship, it would make sense you have a better idea than I on the things out there."
Outside the tavern, magically, a wedding venue has been set up. White and Black roses cover a trellis near the front with blackened vines. Bouquets of Blight Flowers line the venues like deadly little body guards for the marriage between Sparrow and Stroth. Black soft chains line up in rows up to the front of the trellis and a ground is checkered like a big chess board. It's almost like Alice in wonderland sort of feel to it all. Random monsters and humanoids of different kinds have appears mingling amongst each other.
Merabelle, Felix, KK, Thane, Thirteen, Isaac, and even Grimes have been invited to this event. Stroth stands near the front, greeting people. She wears a dress made entirely from human bones. Her hair has been cut, either side of her head being shaved down to the stubble and the middle kept long and tied back.
Sparrow has arrived far earlier than anyone else, his hair cleaned, his face cleanly shaven and his hair done. He is wearing a jet black suit with a black rose on the jacket, a soft smile on his face, though he doesn’t know where to stand, slightly nervous, but his love for Stroth keeping his feet firmly planted. Merabelle arrived in her best black dress, just classy enough to look good without trying to outshine Stroth. Thane in a suit similar to Sparrow’s, accidentally looking like some kind of mob boss, happily sitting down with the rest. Grimes comes along, bringing TH as his plus one on their arm, sitting down calmly, smiling for them.
Stroth runs over to Merabelle best she can and hugs her "Hi!!!!"
Merabelle hugs them back, smiling wide “YER GETTIN’ MARRIED!!!” She tightens the hug for a moment before letting go.
"I AM! I AM TERRIFIED!" She cackles madly and smiles at her "Thank you for coming, I needed my best woman after all.'
It's very, very good, even for Felix. Spicy, dark, and fruity. "I haven't tried this recipe in decades, since I failed so many times after getting it good just once. Helianth reminded me of it, and I thought I should share."
The machine slowly settles down in front of it, spotlights shining down on the flower. The man on top looks up from his piano. "You there. Who are you?"
"It's amazing! Thank you for sharing it with me!" She pauses for a moment. "If you don't mind me asking, who's Helianth? I don't believe I've met them before."
Its other flower heads all focus themselves on the spotlights, absorbing their glow. "A traveler making a pit stop to prepare for a greater journey. Who are you?"
"Big sunflower. It's my best friend. I was reminiscing with it, and it asked me for the dish I was most proud of. This was it."
"Auguste Douxchets Barbeau. Head Chef of the Gut. This is one of the Guzzles, a type of ferry that brings people to it. These ships are the only things on this plane powered by the Gloaming Sea, a source of infinite energy. You seem like you need a little of that."
"I can see why- it's incredible! Have you tried it yourself yet?" She asks, offering the mug back to him.
"A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Mr. Barbeau. I've heard many good things about the Gut. If you don't mind me asking, what suggests I am in need of energy?"
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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)
Outside the tavern, magically, a wedding venue has been set up. White and Black roses cover a trellis near the front with blackened vines. Bouquets of Blight Flowers line the venues like deadly little body guards for the marriage between Sparrow and Stroth. Black soft chains line up in rows up to the front of the trellis and a ground is checkered like a big chess board. It's almost like Alice in wonderland sort of feel to it all. Random monsters and humanoids of different kinds have appears mingling amongst each other.
Merabelle, Felix, KK, Thane, Thirteen, Isaac, and even Grimes have been invited to this event. Stroth stands near the front, greeting people. She wears a dress made entirely from human bones. Her hair has been cut, either side of her head being shaved down to the stubble and the middle kept long and tied back.
*Oh, KK's definitely not missing the wedding- not even the laws of space and time will stop her!*
KK arrives at the wedding, looking around at the scene with awe.
Stroth runs over to KK best she can without breaking her dress and hugs her "Hello lovely!!"
KK hugs her back, also being carful not to break the bones of the dress. "Hello! The dress looks amazing!"
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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)
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
Outside the tavern, magically, a wedding venue has been set up. White and Black roses cover a trellis near the front with blackened vines. Bouquets of Blight Flowers line the venues like deadly little body guards for the marriage between Sparrow and Stroth. Black soft chains line up in rows up to the front of the trellis and a ground is checkered like a big chess board. It's almost like Alice in wonderland sort of feel to it all. Random monsters and humanoids of different kinds have appears mingling amongst each other.
Merabelle, Felix, KK, Thane, Thirteen, Isaac, and even Grimes have been invited to this event. Stroth stands near the front, greeting people. She wears a dress made entirely from human bones. Her hair has been cut, either side of her head being shaved down to the stubble and the middle kept long and tied back.
Sparrow has arrived far earlier than anyone else, his hair cleaned, his face cleanly shaven and his hair done. He is wearing a jet black suit with a black rose on the jacket, a soft smile on his face, though he doesn’t know where to stand, slightly nervous, but his love for Stroth keeping his feet firmly planted. Merabelle arrived in her best black dress, just classy enough to look good without trying to outshine Stroth. Thane in a suit similar to Sparrow’s, accidentally looking like some kind of mob boss, happily sitting down with the rest. Grimes comes along, bringing TH as his plus one on their arm, sitting down calmly, smiling for them.
Stroth runs over to Merabelle best she can and hugs her "Hi!!!!"
Merabelle hugs them back, smiling wide “YER GETTIN’ MARRIED!!!” She tightens the hug for a moment before letting go.
"I AM! I AM TERRIFIED!" She cackles madly and smiles at her "Thank you for coming, I needed my best woman after all.'
“You are gonna be the greatest wife anybody has ever had. I’m yer best woman? I’m honored.” She says, slapping their shoulders “Ya look beautiful.”
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
*ahhhh, the wedding is adorable. I wish I had someone who would join in*
*Ah yes, the undead dragon, the cannibal giant, the guy with two demon sisters, a mad god killing scientist, and Grimes. Just to name a few people present. How adorable, wish any of yours could be there.*
Outside the tavern, magically, a wedding venue has been set up. White and Black roses cover a trellis near the front with blackened vines. Bouquets of Blight Flowers line the venues like deadly little body guards for the marriage between Sparrow and Stroth. Black soft chains line up in rows up to the front of the trellis and a ground is checkered like a big chess board. It's almost like Alice in wonderland sort of feel to it all. Random monsters and humanoids of different kinds have appears mingling amongst each other.
Merabelle, Felix, KK, Thane, Thirteen, Isaac, and even Grimes have been invited to this event. Stroth stands near the front, greeting people. She wears a dress made entirely from human bones. Her hair has been cut, either side of her head being shaved down to the stubble and the middle kept long and tied back.
*Oh, KK's definitely not missing the wedding- not even the laws of space and time will stop her!*
KK arrives at the wedding, looking around at the scene with awe.
Stroth runs over to KK best she can without breaking her dress and hugs her "Hello lovely!!"
KK hugs her back, also being carful not to break the bones of the dress. "Hello! The dress looks amazing!"
"Thank you. I made it myself! Underneath is softer cloth so the bones don't hurt me." She says and grins "I am so glad you could make it."
Outside the tavern, magically, a wedding venue has been set up. White and Black roses cover a trellis near the front with blackened vines. Bouquets of Blight Flowers line the venues like deadly little body guards for the marriage between Sparrow and Stroth. Black soft chains line up in rows up to the front of the trellis and a ground is checkered like a big chess board. It's almost like Alice in wonderland sort of feel to it all. Random monsters and humanoids of different kinds have appears mingling amongst each other.
Merabelle, Felix, KK, Thane, Thirteen, Isaac, and even Grimes have been invited to this event. Stroth stands near the front, greeting people. She wears a dress made entirely from human bones. Her hair has been cut, either side of her head being shaved down to the stubble and the middle kept long and tied back.
Felix is very happy to be here and has brought three extra cakes, one for the bride, one for the groom, and one for both of them. He designed each of them in the appropriate aesthetic and flavors. He is really interested in the monsters that have been invited, but is trying to remain dignified as he dresses in a slightly too-tight suit that he rented out.
Outside the tavern, magically, a wedding venue has been set up. White and Black roses cover a trellis near the front with blackened vines. Bouquets of Blight Flowers line the venues like deadly little body guards for the marriage between Sparrow and Stroth. Black soft chains line up in rows up to the front of the trellis and a ground is checkered like a big chess board. It's almost like Alice in wonderland sort of feel to it all. Random monsters and humanoids of different kinds have appears mingling amongst each other.
Merabelle, Felix, KK, Thane, Thirteen, Isaac, and even Grimes have been invited to this event. Stroth stands near the front, greeting people. She wears a dress made entirely from human bones. Her hair has been cut, either side of her head being shaved down to the stubble and the middle kept long and tied back.
Sparrow has arrived far earlier than anyone else, his hair cleaned, his face cleanly shaven and his hair done. He is wearing a jet black suit with a black rose on the jacket, a soft smile on his face, though he doesn’t know where to stand, slightly nervous, but his love for Stroth keeping his feet firmly planted. Merabelle arrived in her best black dress, just classy enough to look good without trying to outshine Stroth. Thane in a suit similar to Sparrow’s, accidentally looking like some kind of mob boss, happily sitting down with the rest. Grimes comes along, bringing TH as his plus one on their arm, sitting down calmly, smiling for them.
Stroth runs over to Merabelle best she can and hugs her "Hi!!!!"
Merabelle hugs them back, smiling wide “YER GETTIN’ MARRIED!!!” She tightens the hug for a moment before letting go.
"I AM! I AM TERRIFIED!" She cackles madly and smiles at her "Thank you for coming, I needed my best woman after all.'
“You are gonna be the greatest wife anybody has ever had. I’m yer best woman? I’m honored.” She says, slapping their shoulders “Ya look beautiful.”
She wipes tears with the heel of her palms, sniffing a bit "Thank you, you're amazing."
*ahhhh, the wedding is adorable. I wish I had someone who would join in*
*Ah yes, the undead dragon, the cannibal giant, the guy with two demon sisters, a mad god killing scientist, and Grimes. Just to name a few people present. How adorable, wish any of yours could be there.*
*I could put my demon and -error- in there :>*
*but they haven't really done stuff with stroth or anyone else involved*
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"Interesting." He tosses it back. "I typically work with more pelagic parasites. Chef Barebau. I come from the largest cruise ship on this plane, and most others for that matter."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"A bit, though it wasn't the main topic of conversation. Besides, anything he did tell me, he'd likely be far more eloquent in explaining that my attempts at paraphrasing."
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)
Merabelle hugs them back, smiling wide “YER GETTIN’ MARRIED!!!” She tightens the hug for a moment before letting go.
"Hm, I haven't been out to the ocean in awhile. But since you come from a ship, it would make sense you have a better idea than I on the things out there."
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 AM! I AM TERRIFIED!" She cackles madly and smiles at her "Thank you for coming, I needed my best woman after all.'
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
"Yeah, nice to meet you too"
He nods, "Yours can't?" (For the record he us a fire Genasi, so he's basically a walking heater)
"I can see why- it's incredible! Have you tried it yourself yet?" She asks, offering the mug back to him.
"A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Mr. Barbeau. I've heard many good things about the Gut. If you don't mind me asking, what suggests I am in need of energy?"
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)
Thirteen is continuing his game of Risk with Caramel. Considering how smart both of them are, it’s unlikely to end soon.
Mauric is working at Samaritan’s restaurant dutifully.
Loriche is bashing the walls of Guilt House violently with her pick.
Riotan is hanging around.
Vitroze is trying to drum up information on Betrzo.
Eito is sitting under a solitary tree in the forest, the grass beneath them slowly turning black as they meditate.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
KK hugs her back, also being carful not to break the bones of the dress. "Hello! The dress looks amazing!"
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)
*ahhhh, the wedding is adorable. I wish I had someone who would join in*
Basil just smiles, strumming the tune on the lute
"No?" Wind points to it's shoulders, with ice on them
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
“You are gonna be the greatest wife anybody has ever had. I’m yer best woman? I’m honored.” She says, slapping their shoulders “Ya look beautiful.”
*Thirteen has a invitation to Stroth and Sparrow's wedding.*
Samaritan appears behind him "I have a favor to ask, I hope you can forgive me for asking for such a big favor this early in your time here."
Home watches from the lawn, trying to sense any spots that might be weak points.
The most information he can fix is in textbooks and word of mouth from billions of years ago.
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
*GTG for a bit*
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
*Ah yes, the undead dragon, the cannibal giant, the guy with two demon sisters, a mad god killing scientist, and Grimes. Just to name a few people present. How adorable, wish any of yours could be there.*
"Thank you. I made it myself! Underneath is softer cloth so the bones don't hurt me." She says and grins "I am so glad you could make it."
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 finishes rinsing his hands, drying them off on his coat
Elio tilts his head, brushing the ice off with his hands
Felix is very happy to be here and has brought three extra cakes, one for the bride, one for the groom, and one for both of them. He designed each of them in the appropriate aesthetic and flavors. He is really interested in the monsters that have been invited, but is trying to remain dignified as he dresses in a slightly too-tight suit that he rented out.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She wipes tears with the heel of her palms, sniffing a bit "Thank you, you're amazing."
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 could put my demon and -error- in there :>*
*but they haven't really done stuff with stroth or anyone else involved*