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."
"I'm glad to be here. You're gonna do great- both of you." She responds, visibly indescribably happy for her friend.
"I'm trying not to cry right now, this makeup was so hard to put on." She laughs and hugs her again.
"It's okay, you can cry if you need to. It's your wedding, after all." She hugs Stroth back as well. "You got 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)
"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."
"The ship I sail is at the crossroads of the water and the Gloaming Sea, so the things that appear around it are... strange. However, it has infinite, clean power, and a large enough staff to safely prepare the oceanic nightmares that pursue it. For consumption, of course."
"Primordial level strange or just fish being fish strange?" He jokes and laughs a bit "Overall, it seems.. different out there. Then again, a lot of the ocean hasn't been discovered."
*hey wendi, if ya aren't too busy with wedding rp, wanna do some stuff?*
*Sure! I probably can only one thing tho.*
*I gib potential drama*
Georgie is out in the forest, sitting on a patch of grass, surrounded by snow. A circle of mushrooms and flowers blocks off the cold, a book being read to him. Several crows and ravens circle the area in the trees, cawing periodically, but not entering the circle
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.
Thirteen enters the venue, dressed in his finest sylvan robes, and Caramel perched on his shoulder. He looks very impressed by the scenery.
Rio’s already inside, and doing his absolute best to not sulk.
Stroth waves to both of them. She gives Thirteen a quick hug and then walks over to Riotan "Hi.." she says and smiles. She gives him a longer hug "Thank you."
Thirteen and Caramel both take their seats and watch the proceedings with mild interest. Rio hugs her back, and when she draws away, he looks different. Less like he’s forcing anything. “You’re welcome. I had to be here, didn’t I? And maybe I’ll meet someone whose skin would make a good vrock…”
"No, that's not what I meant." She said "Thank you for being there for me. Thank you for being my friend throughout everything." She smiles.
“You make it sound like it was a trouble.” He chuckles.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
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."
"I'm glad to be here. You're gonna do great- both of you." She responds, visibly indescribably happy for her friend.
"I'm trying not to cry right now, this makeup was so hard to put on." She laughs and hugs her again.
"It's okay, you can cry if you need to. It's your wedding, after all." She hugs Stroth back as well. "You got this."
She nods and wipes her tears again "Okay okay, thank 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?"
"Yeah! I made a couple mugs this time around, and with my increased culinary skills I was able to make them all great!" He declines the mug, but he's smiling.
"Power drain on the spotlights is up 70% from normal and they remain at half brightness. I know when I see hunger."
*hey wendi, if ya aren't too busy with wedding rp, wanna do some stuff?*
*Sure! I probably can only one thing tho.*
*I gib potential drama*
Georgie is out in the forest, sitting on a patch of grass, surrounded by snow. A circle of mushrooms and flowers blocks off the cold, a book being read to him. Several crows and ravens circle the area in the trees, cawing periodically, but not entering the circle
*Ack sorry, it is getting buried fast.*
Donn, who Georgie knows is Yuri's friend, waves to him, walking over.
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.
Thirteen enters the venue, dressed in his finest sylvan robes, and Caramel perched on his shoulder. He looks very impressed by the scenery.
Rio’s already inside, and doing his absolute best to not sulk.
Stroth waves to both of them. She gives Thirteen a quick hug and then walks over to Riotan "Hi.." she says and smiles. She gives him a longer hug "Thank you."
Thirteen and Caramel both take their seats and watch the proceedings with mild interest. Rio hugs her back, and when she draws away, he looks different. Less like he’s forcing anything. “You’re welcome. I had to be here, didn’t I? And maybe I’ll meet someone whose skin would make a good vrock…”
"No, that's not what I meant." She said "Thank you for being there for me. Thank you for being my friend throughout everything." She smiles.
“You make it sound like it was a trouble.” He chuckles.
*And with that I have to go, I’m incredibly sorry I have to leave but that’s all the time I have. Take care of yourselves, love all of you, wish I could get Sparrow at least a little bit farther into being married, but that’s all I can do. Sorry.*
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.
*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.
Mauric looks up at him. “Well, uh… sure, what is it?”
She continues violently attacking every part of the house she can reach, just trying to achieve some kind of progress.
“Awww…” They sigh sadly, continuing to research.
"I may have to take leave for a bit. I need to head back down into the hell's to deal with some issues." He said.
At long last, she has somehow made a tiny hole in one wall near the side, just under the window.
Most of the information seems to be tied up in legal red tape to keep it from the public, even to the gods it seems unknown.
“S-s-so… are you saying I’m in charge???” He looks terrified to even hope for this to be true.
“I [gp]ING GOT IT!!!” She screams, running outside.
Vitroze takes the papers he can scrounge up and decides to go visit his client.
He nods "For a day or two" he replies.
He jumps and tilts his head, standing up quickly and running over.
Samaritan is walking out of the restaurant.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!” Mauric squeals excitedly and hugs Samaritan for a few seconds, before pulling back. “Sorry, Boss. But yes, of course, I’ll step up. I’m down for it. You can count on me!”
She leads him over to and gestures violently at the puncture. “I broke through!!!”
Vitroze heads over to him. “Alright, so I’ve done some of my preliminary research, now I need your own account of everything. Just give me the whole general rundown of all you gotta tell me.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
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.
Thirteen enters the venue, dressed in his finest sylvan robes, and Caramel perched on his shoulder. He looks very impressed by the scenery.
Rio’s already inside, and doing his absolute best to not sulk.
Stroth waves to both of them. She gives Thirteen a quick hug and then walks over to Riotan "Hi.." she says and smiles. She gives him a longer hug "Thank you."
Thirteen and Caramel both take their seats and watch the proceedings with mild interest. Rio hugs her back, and when she draws away, he looks different. Less like he’s forcing anything. “You’re welcome. I had to be here, didn’t I? And maybe I’ll meet someone whose skin would make a good vrock…”
"No, that's not what I meant." She said "Thank you for being there for me. Thank you for being my friend throughout everything." She smiles.
“You make it sound like it was a trouble.” He chuckles.
"I was a pain in the arse sometimes."
“That’s the case with everyone. ‘Specially me.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
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.
Stroth walks over and smirks "And here I thought you wouldn't show up." She laughs a bit and hugs him "Thank you.'
He hugs her back. "I didn't think I was going to be invited. I'm... I didn't expect that you would forgive me for all that. I'm so, so happy for you and Sparrow."
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.
*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.
Mauric looks up at him. “Well, uh… sure, what is it?”
She continues violently attacking every part of the house she can reach, just trying to achieve some kind of progress.
“Awww…” They sigh sadly, continuing to research.
"I may have to take leave for a bit. I need to head back down into the hell's to deal with some issues." He said.
At long last, she has somehow made a tiny hole in one wall near the side, just under the window.
Most of the information seems to be tied up in legal red tape to keep it from the public, even to the gods it seems unknown.
“S-s-so… are you saying I’m in charge???” He looks terrified to even hope for this to be true.
“I [gp]ING GOT IT!!!” She screams, running outside.
Vitroze takes the papers he can scrounge up and decides to go visit his client.
He nods "For a day or two" he replies.
He jumps and tilts his head, standing up quickly and running over.
Samaritan is walking out of the restaurant.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!” Mauric squeals excitedly and hugs Samaritan for a few seconds, before pulling back. “Sorry, Boss. But yes, of course, I’ll step up. I’m down for it. You can count on me!”
She leads him over to and gestures violently at the puncture. “I broke through!!!”
Vitroze heads over to him. “Alright, so I’ve done some of my preliminary research, now I need your own account of everything. Just give me the whole general rundown of all you gotta tell me.”
Samaritan looks visibly uncomfortable from the hug and rolls his shoulders "I know I can. I trust you." he nods.
He looks in shock and bounces on his heels "Woah! I didn't know it was actually possible!!"
Samaritan tilts his head "Okay then." He sits down and proceeds to explains every event to Vitroze form begining to finish.
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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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*Cut for Wendi.*
Merabelle smiles widely at them, nodding along “Go get ‘em Stroth, he won’t see it comin’.”
*Anybody else want to rp for the little time I have left? Sorry but I have to go in under ten. I’ll have more time tomorrow, I promise.*
“S-s-so… are you saying I’m in charge???” He looks terrified to even hope for this to be true.
“I [gp]ING GOT IT!!!” She screams, running outside.
Vitroze takes the papers he can scrounge up and decides to go visit his client.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"It's okay, you can cry if you need to. It's your wedding, after all." She hugs Stroth back as well. "You got 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)
"Primordial level strange or just fish being fish strange?" He jokes and laughs a bit "Overall, it seems.. different out there. Then again, a lot of the ocean hasn't been discovered."
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 nods and walks up for the front, inhaling and exhaling.
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 make it sound like it was a trouble.” He chuckles.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Sparrow prepares for its moment, and when it’s his time, does what he needs to, though he’s visibly slightly shaking from the nerves of it all.
He nods "For a day or two" he replies.
He jumps and tilts his head, standing up quickly and running over.
Samaritan is walking out of the restaurant.
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 nods and wipes her tears again "Okay okay, thank 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
"Yeah! I made a couple mugs this time around, and with my increased culinary skills I was able to make them all great!" He declines the mug, but he's smiling.
"Power drain on the spotlights is up 70% from normal and they remain at half brightness. I know when I see hunger."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Ack sorry, it is getting buried fast.*
Donn, who Georgie knows is Yuri's friend, waves to him, walking over.
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 was a pain in the arse sometimes."
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 smiles at him and stands before him "Hi.."
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
*And with that I have to go, I’m incredibly sorry I have to leave but that’s all the time I have. Take care of yourselves, love all of you, wish I could get Sparrow at least a little bit farther into being married, but that’s all I can do. Sorry.*
“AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!” Mauric squeals excitedly and hugs Samaritan for a few seconds, before pulling back. “Sorry, Boss. But yes, of course, I’ll step up. I’m down for it. You can count on me!”
She leads him over to and gestures violently at the puncture. “I broke through!!!”
Vitroze heads over to him. “Alright, so I’ve done some of my preliminary research, now I need your own account of everything. Just give me the whole general rundown of all you gotta tell me.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“That’s the case with everyone. ‘Specially me.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He hugs her back. "I didn't think I was going to be invited. I'm... I didn't expect that you would forgive me for all that. I'm so, so happy for you and Sparrow."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Samaritan looks visibly uncomfortable from the hug and rolls his shoulders "I know I can. I trust you." he nods.
He looks in shock and bounces on his heels "Woah! I didn't know it was actually possible!!"
Samaritan tilts his head "Okay then." He sits down and proceeds to explains every event to Vitroze form begining to finish.
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