*I’m finally here, and able to rp. How’re yall doin’?*
*not bad, how bout you?*
*Im livin’ and I ain’t dead, you know how it be. Wanna rp?*
*sure, just checkin up, wanna make sure you’re doing well. should i pick or did you want to?*
*Im doing close enough to well I guess. I’m not the type of guy to pick, you know that, so could you?*
*just make sure to take care of yourself. love you, man.*
*i will select Damian, Thane, and Merabelle then*
*Ill try, love you too dawg.*
Damian is cooking up some meals for everyone in the Inn, dancing across the kitchen as he works with professional expertise, as if he isn’t one of the most notorious drunkards around.
Thane has been helping around the town, building small homes for the homeless, and helping to feed them alongside Merabelle.
Merabelle is sitting outside of the Inn, painting and humming to herself, her necklace resting on her chest, Riotan’s scale still there as she does some water colors.
Eito is at the bar, a black ceramic bowl full of a glowing lilac fluid held in both of their hands. They stare down into it contemplatively.
In various guises, Riotan has been keeping tabs on Thane. Emboldened by John’s choice, he’s getting more aggressive in trying to get Thane to join his cult.
The tiefling engineer strolls up to the inn and waves at Merabelle.
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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.
*I’m finally here, and able to rp. How’re yall doin’?*
*not bad, how bout you?*
*Im livin’ and I ain’t dead, you know how it be. Wanna rp?*
*sure, just checkin up, wanna make sure you’re doing well. should i pick or did you want to?*
*Im doing close enough to well I guess. I’m not the type of guy to pick, you know that, so could you?*
*just make sure to take care of yourself. love you, man.*
*i will select Damian, Thane, and Merabelle then*
*Ill try, love you too dawg.*
Damian is cooking up some meals for everyone in the Inn, dancing across the kitchen as he works with professional expertise, as if he isn’t one of the most notorious drunkards around.
Thane has been helping around the town, building small homes for the homeless, and helping to feed them alongside Merabelle.
Merabelle is sitting outside of the Inn, painting and humming to herself, her necklace resting on her chest, Riotan’s scale still there as she does some water colors.
Eito is at the bar, a black ceramic bowl full of a glowing lilac fluid held in both of their hands. They stare down into it contemplatively.
In various guises, Riotan has been keeping tabs on Thane. Emboldened by John’s choice, he’s getting more aggressive in trying to get Thane to join his cult.
The tiefling engineer strolls up to the inn and waves at Merabelle.
“Hey buddy, do you want anything to eat or drink? Or are you going to silently stare at that little bowl you have there?” He asks, looking over to them.
Thane has been fully fine with joining their cult, though he doesn’t much believe in the art of self indulging, much more willing to help others along than help himself.
They wave back, smiling wide as could be “Howdy there pardner, ain’t seen ya ‘round befer. I’m Merabelle.”
*I’m finally here, and able to rp. How’re yall doin’?*
*good, you?*
*Doin’ okay, you know how it is.*
*yeah*
*Wanna rp?*
*yeah*
*Who you want?*
*anyone really*
*Welp, here you go.*
The Faceless Merchant is counting his gains, no matter how small they have recently been, taking every coin joyfully, smiling wide from the darkness of his cloak, the runes on his backpack glowing softly with incredible magical power.
*I’m finally here, and able to rp. How’re yall doin’?*
*not bad, how bout you?*
*Im livin’ and I ain’t dead, you know how it be. Wanna rp?*
*sure, just checkin up, wanna make sure you’re doing well. should i pick or did you want to?*
*Im doing close enough to well I guess. I’m not the type of guy to pick, you know that, so could you?*
*just make sure to take care of yourself. love you, man.*
*i will select Damian, Thane, and Merabelle then*
*Ill try, love you too dawg.*
Damian is cooking up some meals for everyone in the Inn, dancing across the kitchen as he works with professional expertise, as if he isn’t one of the most notorious drunkards around.
Thane has been helping around the town, building small homes for the homeless, and helping to feed them alongside Merabelle.
Merabelle is sitting outside of the Inn, painting and humming to herself, her necklace resting on her chest, Riotan’s scale still there as she does some water colors.
Eito is at the bar, a black ceramic bowl full of a glowing lilac fluid held in both of their hands. They stare down into it contemplatively.
In various guises, Riotan has been keeping tabs on Thane. Emboldened by John’s choice, he’s getting more aggressive in trying to get Thane to join his cult.
The tiefling engineer strolls up to the inn and waves at Merabelle.
“Hey buddy, do you want anything to eat or drink? Or are you going to silently stare at that little bowl you have there?” He asks, looking over to them.
Thane has been fully fine with joining their cult, though he doesn’t much believe in the art of self indulging, much more willing to help others along than help himself.
They wave back, smiling wide as could be “Howdy there pardner, ain’t seen ya ‘round befer. I’m Merabelle.”
“…” They look up. “I do neither.”
On this day, Riotan seeks out Thane in his normal form.
She smiles as well. “Nice to meet you! I’m Hayden, and I’m new in town.”
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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.
The Faceless Merchant is counting his gains, no matter how small they have recently been, taking every coin joyfully, smiling wide from the darkness of his cloak, the runes on his backpack glowing softly with incredible magical power.
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!
The Faceless Merchant is counting his gains, no matter how small they have recently been, taking every coin joyfully, smiling wide from the darkness of his cloak, the runes on his backpack glowing softly with incredible magical power.
He hears the rumors of the creature in the woods
He decides to explore the creature in the woods, his body unnaturally lanky and extended.
The Faceless Merchant is counting his gains, no matter how small they have recently been, taking every coin joyfully, smiling wide from the darkness of his cloak, the runes on his backpack glowing softly with incredible magical power.
He hears the rumors of the creature in the woods
He decides to explore the creature in the woods, his body unnaturally lanky and extended.
sounds like chewing are coming from deeping in the woods
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!
The Faceless Merchant is counting his gains, no matter how small they have recently been, taking every coin joyfully, smiling wide from the darkness of his cloak, the runes on his backpack glowing softly with incredible magical power.
He hears the rumors of the creature in the woods
He decides to explore the creature in the woods, his body unnaturally lanky and extended.
sounds like chewing are coming from deeping in the woods
He continues heading towards it, his smile only growing wider with every step.
“Then could you please tell me why you are sitting in an Inn?”
Thane looks down to them, smiling wide “Oh, hey there Riotan.”
“Nice ta meet ya too Hayden! This is a real good town, good ta have ya along.”
“Is it not a place that all can occupy?”
“Hi! How’ve you been?”
Hayden looks around. “Seems like things here are a little out of the ordinary, but that’s the kind of stuff I love! I’ve got a big project I’m working on, and I need the testing grounds to allow for background magic variance!”
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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.
“Then could you please tell me why you are sitting in an Inn?”
Thane looks down to them, smiling wide “Oh, hey there Riotan.”
“Nice ta meet ya too Hayden! This is a real good town, good ta have ya along.”
“Is it not a place that all can occupy?”
“Hi! How’ve you been?”
Hayden looks around. “Seems like things here are a little out of the ordinary, but that’s the kind of stuff I love! I’ve got a big project I’m working on, and I need the testing grounds to allow for background magic variance!”
He shrugs “I guess it is, but what has you moping in such a happy place?”
“I’ve been good, healthy, the trauma is fadin’ away from my immediate memory. I ain’t in constant pain anymore.”
“I would recommend it, an’ everythin’ bein’ out of the regular’s what makes it so gosh darn perfect. The normal ain’t anybody.”
"Of course. You're a sweet guy. You know which boundaries aren't okay to cross, even if you sometimes like to cross them anyway." He walks into the back, waving for Rio to follow.
"A janitor? How... queer." His breathing seems ragged from the effort of mustering that exclamation a second ago. "You took me up on my BS offer without a second thought. I mean, you gave some requirements, but you were confident in your abilities to cook things from an actual nightmare realm! Do you know how cool and/or stupid that is? Honestly, with that kind of gumption, how come you aren't chef already?"
Cathan snorts. "Just gonna sit there, all quiet-like? Maybe you aren't a nobody. Why are you here, Eito?"
He follows. “Well yeah, there are some things that just aren’t right in any state of nature. You can guess what kinda stuff I mean.”
“Hey man, I get you’re probably from another time period, but I actually am queer, so just be conscious that the meaning has changed.” He sighs a little. “And I did used to have my own restaurant, actually. I was a pretty famous chef. But I got closed down. I’m a sous chef at Samaritan’s restaurant though, and I’m working my way up, so it’s all good!”
They still don’t respond.
"Yeah. If you don't wanna discuss it, I won't." He puts in a code on a dial before opening a door, revealing an aquarium filled with fish of all kinds. "Thought I might as well show this to you since no one else seems to know about it."
"Apologies for my language. I'm not exactly of mundane interests myself, if you get my meaning. Why were you closed down, friend? Too kind to the vermin?" He eats a tempura pixie off his greasy kebab before lowering it again so Mauric can unfortunately see it once more.
Cathan thinks for a moment. "I'm guessing that's an illusion of some sort? Or perhaps you're just scouting. Either way, you're free to attack if you want. My boys won't stop you."
“Then could you please tell me why you are sitting in an Inn?”
Thane looks down to them, smiling wide “Oh, hey there Riotan.”
“Nice ta meet ya too Hayden! This is a real good town, good ta have ya along.”
“Is it not a place that all can occupy?”
“Hi! How’ve you been?”
Hayden looks around. “Seems like things here are a little out of the ordinary, but that’s the kind of stuff I love! I’ve got a big project I’m working on, and I need the testing grounds to allow for background magic variance!”
He shrugs “I guess it is, but what has you moping in such a happy place?”
“I’ve been good, healthy, the trauma is fadin’ away from my immediate memory. I ain’t in constant pain anymore.”
“I would recommend it, an’ everythin’ bein’ out of the regular’s what makes it so gosh darn perfect. The normal ain’t anybody.”
“Conflicted feelings within myself.”
“Glad to hear it!” He smiles widely, flashing his fang guards.
“I couldn’t agree more. Do you have any liking for engineering or radiology?”
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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.
The Faceless Merchant is counting his gains, no matter how small they have recently been, taking every coin joyfully, smiling wide from the darkness of his cloak, the runes on his backpack glowing softly with incredible magical power.
He hears the rumors of the creature in the woods
He decides to explore the creature in the woods, his body unnaturally lanky and extended.
sounds like chewing are coming from deeping in the woods
He continues heading towards it, his smile only growing wider with every step.
He sees a werewolf that fits none of the descriptions of the creature. The werewolf is eating a rotting deer
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!
Eito is at the bar, a black ceramic bowl full of a glowing lilac fluid held in both of their hands. They stare down into it contemplatively.
In various guises, Riotan has been keeping tabs on Thane. Emboldened by John’s choice, he’s getting more aggressive in trying to get Thane to join his cult.
The tiefling engineer strolls up to the inn and waves at Merabelle.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“Hey buddy, do you want anything to eat or drink? Or are you going to silently stare at that little bowl you have there?” He asks, looking over to them.
Thane has been fully fine with joining their cult, though he doesn’t much believe in the art of self indulging, much more willing to help others along than help himself.
They wave back, smiling wide as could be “Howdy there pardner, ain’t seen ya ‘round befer. I’m Merabelle.”
*good gracious, he ate that crab so fast he was late to his own funeral.*
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
*Welp, here you go.*
The Faceless Merchant is counting his gains, no matter how small they have recently been, taking every coin joyfully, smiling wide from the darkness of his cloak, the runes on his backpack glowing softly with incredible magical power.
“…” They look up. “I do neither.”
On this day, Riotan seeks out Thane in his normal form.
She smiles as well. “Nice to meet you! I’m Hayden, and I’m new in town.”
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 hears the rumors of the creature in the woods
. ݁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!
*Cut for Jobah.*
“Then could you please tell me why you are sitting in an Inn?”
Thane looks down to them, smiling wide “Oh, hey there Riotan.”
“Nice ta meet ya too Hayden! This is a real good town, good ta have ya along.”
He decides to explore the creature in the woods, his body unnaturally lanky and extended.
sounds like chewing are coming from deeping in the woods
. ݁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!
He continues heading towards it, his smile only growing wider with every step.
*Tired.*
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
“Is it not a place that all can occupy?”
“Hi! How’ve you been?”
Hayden looks around. “Seems like things here are a little out of the ordinary, but that’s the kind of stuff I love! I’ve got a big project I’m working on, and I need the testing grounds to allow for background magic variance!”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Do you have any time to get some rest?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Maybe you should try to rest.*
He shrugs “I guess it is, but what has you moping in such a happy place?”
“I’ve been good, healthy, the trauma is fadin’ away from my immediate memory. I ain’t in constant pain anymore.”
“I would recommend it, an’ everythin’ bein’ out of the regular’s what makes it so gosh darn perfect. The normal ain’t anybody.”
*I ain't got time unfortunately.*
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. If you don't wanna discuss it, I won't." He puts in a code on a dial before opening a door, revealing an aquarium filled with fish of all kinds. "Thought I might as well show this to you since no one else seems to know about it."
"Apologies for my language. I'm not exactly of mundane interests myself, if you get my meaning. Why were you closed down, friend? Too kind to the vermin?" He eats a tempura pixie off his greasy kebab before lowering it again so Mauric can unfortunately see it once more.
Cathan thinks for a moment. "I'm guessing that's an illusion of some sort? Or perhaps you're just scouting. Either way, you're free to attack if you want. My boys won't stop you."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Conflicted feelings within myself.”
“Glad to hear it!” He smiles widely, flashing his fang guards.
“I couldn’t agree more. Do you have any liking for engineering or radiology?”
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 sees a werewolf that fits none of the descriptions of the creature. The werewolf is eating a rotting deer
. ݁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!
*I’m sorry. But you can keep going on through the rest of the day. I believe in you.*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.