“You… you’re the one who should be happy… you deserve having your best life… you’re cursed… I’m just your -hic- husband.” He says drunkenly, not realizing what he said.
*Roughly 6’8* He looks down to the books “What are those fer? May I ask?” He says squats down.
He falls down next to them, laughing slightly, smiling softly “You… you’re weird, but I am too.” They chuckle.
*sure! I’m in the middle of making my god of sweets, named Vanilla, so I’ll be able to use them later! But for now I just have Mother Misery and archduchess Aurelia. I’m currently trying to decide what type of bard Vanilla should be, I’m thinking glamour.*
*Glamour would make sense, but I don’t often use many bard subclasses. Who do you want to rp with?*
*perhaps mother misery and Darius? I quite enjoy that combination. I also only know, like, two of your characters so far.*
*Fair enough, you should meet more of my character eventually. Anyway, here you go. Also, when do you want the Archcrone to meet Rag?*
Darius is sharpening his spear in front of the Inn, the cold leaving his body near frozen in his hide clothes, though he takes himself warm my constantly flexing, his lean muscles keeping the blood flowing through his body.
*mm, sometime soon*
Mother Misery sits down next to him, unbothered by the cold. “couldn’t… couldn’t you just do this inside?”
He looks up to them from his spear “I don’t… like the indoors much anymore. Living in the wild is what I’m used to.” He shrugs “Thank you for considering me though.”
“I would… offer to take away the cold from you, but I can’t feel cold so it won’t work… but how are you doing?”
“I would not have accepted the offer regardless, thank you deeply. I am doing well, not many have tried to assassinate me recently.” He says absentmindedly.
“That implies… someone has recently. Why do so many people want you dead?”
“It is not something you should have to worry about. I will not die until my sister is healed.”
Her head perks up when he mentions the word healed. “Healed? What happened to her?”
“You… you’re the one who should be happy… you deserve having your best life… you’re cursed… I’m just your -hic- husband.” He says drunkenly, not realizing what he said.
*Roughly 6’8* He looks down to the books “What are those fer? May I ask?” He says squats down.
He falls down next to them, laughing slightly, smiling softly “You… you’re weird, but I am too.” They chuckle.
"Just because I'm cursed doesn't mean that you don- wait, did you say husband?" Lify's inky horn stops dripping
The books have all blue covers with accents made of actual gold "A small kingdom is trying to war against a much larger, peaceful kingdom"
"That's what makes us the best duo" Wind says, chuckling
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… you’re the one who should be happy… you deserve having your best life… you’re cursed… I’m just your -hic- husband.” He says drunkenly, not realizing what he said.
*Roughly 6’8* He looks down to the books “What are those fer? May I ask?” He says squats down.
He falls down next to them, laughing slightly, smiling softly “You… you’re weird, but I am too.” They chuckle.
"Just because I'm cursed doesn't mean that you don- wait, did you say husband?" Lify's inky horn stops dripping
The books have all blue covers with accents made of actual gold "A small kingdom is trying to war against a much larger, peaceful kingdom"
"That's what makes us the best duo" Wind says, chuckling
He looks up to the horn, his eyes confused, he’s still heavily drunk “Did I? Sorry… I’m the most honest to my feelings when I’m- hic- drunk.”
He raises an eyebrow, impressed “Wouldn’t that be a bad idea? An alliance would result in so much more than conquest.”
Evan shrugs, putting their staff in their lap “I guess you’re right.”
“You… you’re the one who should be happy… you deserve having your best life… you’re cursed… I’m just your -hic- husband.” He says drunkenly, not realizing what he said.
*Roughly 6’8* He looks down to the books “What are those fer? May I ask?” He says squats down.
He falls down next to them, laughing slightly, smiling softly “You… you’re weird, but I am too.” They chuckle.
"Just because I'm cursed doesn't mean that you don- wait, did you say husband?" Lify's inky horn stops dripping
The books have all blue covers with accents made of actual gold "A small kingdom is trying to war against a much larger, peaceful kingdom"
"That's what makes us the best duo" Wind says, chuckling
He looks up to the horn, his eyes confused, he’s still heavily drunk “Did I? Sorry… I’m the most honest to my feelings when I’m- hic- drunk.”
He raises an eyebrow, impressed “Wouldn’t that be a bad idea? An alliance would result in so much more than conquest.”
Evan shrugs, putting their staff in their lap “I guess you’re right.”
"Don't worry- that's not bad. You just pretty much said that you want to marry me" Lify hugs him
"Exactly. The larger kingdom doesn't want to destroy the smaller one, so they hired me to try and convince the smaller one into an alliance"
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!
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!
He hugs them back, wiping away the beginnings of tears “You -hic- probably don’t want to though.” He says, pressing against their chest.
“The greed o’ fools gonna get themselves killed. Bunch o’ idiots.” He shakes his head like a disappointed father watching children fight.
Evan follows, though much slower, smiling softly.
"I do, just- not right now, not today- but yes, eventually"
"Yeah... and I have to convince them to stop... ughhhhhh" Basil lets out a tired sigh
"So, how do you like your skirt?" Wind asks, a second time
He looks up to them, his eyes full of stars “Y- you want to-hic- too?”
“It’s easy right? They’re obviously prideful, just explain how much more they would get with an alliance right?”
They look down to it, look back up smiling, “I like it. It feels… like it’s me, you know?”
"Yes- when I say I love you, I fully mean it. I love you more than anyone will ever even comprehend"
"Yes, but also, they will not stand down unless they worry everyone will die..." Basil sighs "They need... something... or someone more intimidating than the larger kingdoms army..."
Wind smiles, the little ice spikes on their back going down "Yeah, I do"
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!
He hugs them back, wiping away the beginnings of tears “You -hic- probably don’t want to though.” He says, pressing against their chest.
“The greed o’ fools gonna get themselves killed. Bunch o’ idiots.” He shakes his head like a disappointed father watching children fight.
Evan follows, though much slower, smiling softly.
"I do, just- not right now, not today- but yes, eventually"
"Yeah... and I have to convince them to stop... ughhhhhh" Basil lets out a tired sigh
"So, how do you like your skirt?" Wind asks, a second time
He looks up to them, his eyes full of stars “Y- you want to-hic- too?”
“It’s easy right? They’re obviously prideful, just explain how much more they would get with an alliance right?”
They look down to it, look back up smiling, “I like it. It feels… like it’s me, you know?”
"Yes- when I say I love you, I fully mean it. I love you more than anyone will ever even comprehend"
"Yes, but also, they will not stand down unless they worry everyone will die..." Basil sighs "They need... something... or someone more intimidating than the larger kingdoms army..."
Wind smiles, the little ice spikes on their back going down "Yeah, I do"
He begins happily crying into her shoulder, he never has known love like this, and he’s so happy it’s two ways.
“Would an undead Dragonborn from hell do fer ya?” He asks, crossing his arms “I know a lil bit ‘bout snuffing out armies.”
“Thank you, one last time. You’re the best Wind.” They hug them tightly with one arm.
*Cut for Tarra.*
“You… you’re the one who should be happy… you deserve having your best life… you’re cursed… I’m just your -hic- husband.” He says drunkenly, not realizing what he said.
*Roughly 6’8* He looks down to the books “What are those fer? May I ask?” He says squats down.
He falls down next to them, laughing slightly, smiling softly “You… you’re weird, but I am too.” They chuckle.
Her head perks up when he mentions the word healed. “Healed? What happened to her?”
"Just because I'm cursed doesn't mean that you don- wait, did you say husband?" Lify's inky horn stops dripping
The books have all blue covers with accents made of actual gold "A small kingdom is trying to war against a much larger, peaceful kingdom"
"That's what makes us the best duo" Wind says, chuckling
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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!
*Cut for Arch.*
He sighs, putting the spear down “She… is sick as well as petrified, I don’t know what to do. I… am lost.”
“Oh… I see… what caused the petrification?”
He looks up to the horn, his eyes confused, he’s still heavily drunk “Did I? Sorry… I’m the most honest to my feelings when I’m- hic- drunk.”
He raises an eyebrow, impressed “Wouldn’t that be a bad idea? An alliance would result in so much more than conquest.”
Evan shrugs, putting their staff in their lap “I guess you’re right.”
“That I do not know either. It… makes me afraid.” He says in a true moment of emotion behind his shield of duty.
"Don't worry- that's not bad. You just pretty much said that you want to marry me" Lify hugs him
"Exactly. The larger kingdom doesn't want to destroy the smaller one, so they hired me to try and convince the smaller one into an alliance"
Wind stretches, and jumps to their feet
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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!
*Cut for Tarra.*
He hugs them back, wiping away the beginnings of tears “You -hic- probably don’t want to though.” He says, pressing against their chest.
“The greed o’ fools gonna get themselves killed. Bunch o’ idiots.” He shakes his head like a disappointed father watching children fight.
Evan follows, though much slower, smiling softly.
“I see… I wish I could help… but I’m not sure I could..”
“Your generosity is something amazing about you. I will find a way to help her, then I can die.” He says, smiling, the shield coming back up.
"I do, just- not right now, not today- but yes, eventually"
"Yeah... and I have to convince them to stop... ughhhhhh" Basil lets out a tired sigh
"So, how do you like your skirt?" Wind asks, a second time
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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!
“If you ever need help… I will do what I can.”
He looks up to them, his eyes full of stars “Y- you want to-hic- too?”
“It’s easy right? They’re obviously prideful, just explain how much more they would get with an alliance right?”
They look down to it, look back up smiling, “I like it. It feels… like it’s me, you know?”
“Now, I remember offering you a drink, though you cannot, it’s the thought that counts right?” He says chuckling and rubbing the back of his neck.
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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
"Yes- when I say I love you, I fully mean it. I love you more than anyone will ever even comprehend"
"Yes, but also, they will not stand down unless they worry everyone will die..." Basil sighs "They need... something... or someone more intimidating than the larger kingdoms army..."
Wind smiles, the little ice spikes on their back going down "Yeah, I do"
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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!
(Hello my friend)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
He begins happily crying into her shoulder, he never has known love like this, and he’s so happy it’s two ways.
“Would an undead Dragonborn from hell do fer ya?” He asks, crossing his arms “I know a lil bit ‘bout snuffing out armies.”
“Thank you, one last time. You’re the best Wind.” They hug them tightly with one arm.
She chuckles. “I guess so…”