"Revenge may help with the bad feelings, but it doesn't remove them or make the good times come again." He sighs. "But I'll help you. There's no point in trying to stop you, but you'll need help if you really want to cave The Brand's skull in."
“That’s why I’m trainin’, thank ya fer understandin’ an’ not tryin’ ta stop me.” He stops punching the tree, which is now missing all the bark in the area he’s been hitting, as well as a large chunk of the wood “I just… I couldn’t do nothin’ when Stroth needed me.”
"I know. And it sucks. So I'm going to help you get better. Eating well lets your body develop faster and stronger. Without Rosemary, you're going to have to rely entirely on raw power to keep you alive instead of distance and finesse. The Brand is pretty much unbeatable, so I'll be on call if you happen to need a demigod to help. But I won't interfere in the fight until you specifically call on me, even if you are dying."
He nods again “Thank you, I wouldn’t call fer ya unless I really needed ya. I’ll do my best ta make up fer my lack of distance with my fists (Giving him the unarmed fighting style). Don’t know what else I can do though, I’ve got my Aasimar genetics, but I ain’t sure I’ve got much else.” He says, unaware he’s become a paladin.
He nods, but doesn't smile. "Interesting. People have given me similar reports for different dishes. I guess people don't really want to mix pleasure and deep empathy. Which is cool, I just never recognized that before."
"I'll find someone to set it up."
"Yeah, I suppose it is cool." She replies, pausing for a moment to take another bite. "How did you make this?"
"Splendid." It responds. "I'll see you again soon, then." It turns back to its work.
"Ehhh..." He holds up his paws in a sort of shrug. "There's a lot of magic stuff going on in the Outer Planes, so I was able to condense shadows with a relatively complicated alchemical/magical process. I could teach you, if you're interested. It employs the Shadow Weave, which is... weird."
*I recently became invested in a system called Sigil and Shadow, written by an author local to me and illustrated by one of the World of Darkness guys. It's an urban fantasy/occult horror game where you can play as the monsters or the occultists.*
*you’ve caught my attention, darling. What kinds of monsters?*
*You make your own, but there are classic archetypes given, such as the Bloodsucker, the Lycanthrope, and the Guy Who Lost His Face to a Fey and Mugged them to Get It Back But Is Now A Fey Themselves and Has Their Reputation Completely Ruined Because Fey Are Pretty Much Jerks.*
*There are four "Castings" for the monsters (called Shadowed): The Afflicted (Shadow over Innsmouth, sort of; gains back resources when people are racist), The Devoted (warlock, sort of; gains back resources when they complete a task for their patron, which they can request), The Host (Jekyl and Hyde, sort of; gains back resources when they let their alter take over), and The Ravenous (You have a unique way of feeding to sustain yourself; gains back resources upon gorging themselves on their specific hunger).*
*Actual abilities and weaknesses are completely unconnected to your Casting, meaning that any one of them can use magic or supernatural durability or shapeshifting or whatever else.*
*It's also a pretty simple system, which I like.*
*this sounds perfect for me. I MUST PLAY IT*
*There are typos here and there since the publisher thinks editors don't deserve to eat.*
"I try to be...especially after what I did recently." he sighs, looking away from them. "But, that's done now. Do you think maybe we can find some way to figure out the cause of your... 'imperfections'?"
"Met your partner, by the way..."
“I know from whence this vessel originates. It is a punishment for my lust for power in a life gone by.”
“You did? What’d you think of him?”
"Nothing we can do about that, is there?" he frowns, rapping his claws against the counter.
He chuckles. "I messed with him a bit... asked him if he wanted some company, but told him I only date now. He told me I probably wouldn't survive the night on account of you. Other than that... he's perfect for you..." he says, frowning.
“Indeed. The harm I caused warranted such a price.”
Rio tilts his head. “Wait, what’d he mean by that?”
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I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He nods, but doesn't smile. "Interesting. People have given me similar reports for different dishes. I guess people don't really want to mix pleasure and deep empathy. Which is cool, I just never recognized that before."
"I'll find someone to set it up."
"Yeah, I suppose it is cool." She replies, pausing for a moment to take another bite. "How did you make this?"
"Splendid." It responds. "I'll see you again soon, then." It turns back to its work.
"Ehhh..." He holds up his paws in a sort of shrug. "There's a lot of magic stuff going on in the Outer Planes, so I was able to condense shadows with a relatively complicated alchemical/magical process. I could teach you, if you're interested. It employs the Shadow Weave, which is... weird."
She seems both intrigued and a little somber. "Maybe that's how she did it..." She mumbles under her breath, before fully responding. "Sure, why not? I'm curious to see how it works."
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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)
She makes the snakes uncoil, letting his hand go as she kisses him on the cheek.
He rubs his eyelids “You don’t need to worry about paying for it, I’ll handle it, but you want me to take a break right now right?”
"Hunt first, drinks later?" he says, smirking.
"We'll figure it out... we'll get her to where she wants to go. yes, break now... please..."
She pulls back, taking out her knives “That sounds absolutely wonderful my darling.”
He leans against her, head in her fur “But I’ve still got to tend to the gardennnnnnn.” He whines, “I’ll take a break, but I’m not sure I can walk right now.”
"Well then, here we go, love~" he smiles, beginning to walk to the bounty board. *good end?*
"You're coming to bed with me... I've got Yuri on the bar, Tony on the floor, and T's shift is about to start, he can cook well." She picks him up, carrying him to bed.
*Unless you have a bounty they could fight. Might make one for them eventually, but good end for now.*
He weakly tries to resist “Bed with you? They aren’t half the cook you are.” He says, laying against her, beginning to snuggle against the warmth of her chest “Okay… please stop worrying so much about me, please?”
"I know. And it sucks. So I'm going to help you get better. Eating well lets your body develop faster and stronger. Without Rosemary, you're going to have to rely entirely on raw power to keep you alive instead of distance and finesse. The Brand is pretty much unbeatable, so I'll be on call if you happen to need a demigod to help. But I won't interfere in the fight until you specifically call on me, even if you are dying."
He nods again “Thank you, I wouldn’t call fer ya unless I really needed ya. I’ll do my best ta make up fer my lack of distance with my fists (Giving him the unarmed fighting style). Don’t know what else I can do though, I’ve got my Aasimar genetics, but I ain’t sure I’ve got much else.” He says, unaware he’s become a paladin.
"Maybe try learning some hand-to-hand magic. I heard the Shinobi and Yojimbo of the Yokai Realms specialize in that stuff. Might not be your style, but it could help. Healing magic is also hand-to-hand, so you could learn that too."
"I try to be...especially after what I did recently." he sighs, looking away from them. "But, that's done now. Do you think maybe we can find some way to figure out the cause of your... 'imperfections'?"
"Met your partner, by the way..."
“I know from whence this vessel originates. It is a punishment for my lust for power in a life gone by.”
“You did? What’d you think of him?”
"Nothing we can do about that, is there?" he frowns, rapping his claws against the counter.
He chuckles. "I messed with him a bit... asked him if he wanted some company, but told him I only date now. He told me I probably wouldn't survive the night on account of you. Other than that... he's perfect for you..." he says, frowning.
“Indeed. The harm I caused warranted such a price.”
Rio tilts his head. “Wait, what’d he mean by that?”
"Perhaps you can do better in this life, hmm?"
"I think he meant you'd kill me if I slept with him."
“Indeed, I have sought to aid in all I do.”
“Ohhh. Well yes. Yes I would.”
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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 know. And it sucks. So I'm going to help you get better. Eating well lets your body develop faster and stronger. Without Rosemary, you're going to have to rely entirely on raw power to keep you alive instead of distance and finesse. The Brand is pretty much unbeatable, so I'll be on call if you happen to need a demigod to help. But I won't interfere in the fight until you specifically call on me, even if you are dying."
He nods again “Thank you, I wouldn’t call fer ya unless I really needed ya. I’ll do my best ta make up fer my lack of distance with my fists (Giving him the unarmed fighting style). Don’t know what else I can do though, I’ve got my Aasimar genetics, but I ain’t sure I’ve got much else.” He says, unaware he’s become a paladin.
"Maybe try learning some hand-to-hand magic. I heard the Shinobi and Yojimbo of the Yokai Realms specialize in that stuff. Might not be your style, but it could help. Healing magic is also hand-to-hand, so you could learn that too."
“I don’t think healin’ is what I’m lookin’ fer. Somethin’s got me feelin’ stronger, I don’t know what it is, but I feel like things be hurtin’ a lot less than they used ta. I could use a teacher, but I don’t know nobody that could teach me what I need ta know.”
"You too." He takes a sip. "So, who were you before you became a Shinigami?"
The tea is immaculate, and tastes like a perfect fall day. "Well, I was... am again now... Omi, The Autumn God. The titles a bit... wrong. I'm the Mink Autumn God, there's of course one who takes her form as a human. You though, you were a chef, right?"
"Still am. I just happen to basically be a demigod now. Doesn't change my job. Except that I can grow coins from the ground now and enrich the earth just by being nearby."
She makes the snakes uncoil, letting his hand go as she kisses him on the cheek.
He rubs his eyelids “You don’t need to worry about paying for it, I’ll handle it, but you want me to take a break right now right?”
"Hunt first, drinks later?" he says, smirking.
"We'll figure it out... we'll get her to where she wants to go. yes, break now... please..."
She pulls back, taking out her knives “That sounds absolutely wonderful my darling.”
He leans against her, head in her fur “But I’ve still got to tend to the gardennnnnnn.” He whines, “I’ll take a break, but I’m not sure I can walk right now.”
"Well then, here we go, love~" he smiles, beginning to walk to the bounty board. *good end?*
"You're coming to bed with me... I've got Yuri on the bar, Tony on the floor, and T's shift is about to start, he can cook well." She picks him up, carrying him to bed.
*Unless you have a bounty they could fight. Might make one for them eventually, but good end for now.*
He weakly tries to resist “Bed with you? They aren’t half the cook you are.” He says, laying against her, beginning to snuggle against the warmth of her chest “Okay… please stop worrying so much about me, please?”
*i'll have elk whip up an encounter.*
"Bed with momma, sweetie..." she rubs his back, cooing. "They wont notice the difference, babe. And no, it's my job to worry about my husband, and pet." she smirks, tugging his collar
He chuckles at the tug, raising an eyebrow “Oh come on, and just when I feel like sleeping~” He says jokingly, closing his eyes, his horns burning and his chest thrumming.
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He nods again “Thank you, I wouldn’t call fer ya unless I really needed ya. I’ll do my best ta make up fer my lack of distance with my fists (Giving him the unarmed fighting style). Don’t know what else I can do though, I’ve got my Aasimar genetics, but I ain’t sure I’ve got much else.” He says, unaware he’s become a paladin.
*Anybody else want to rp?*
"Ehhh..." He holds up his paws in a sort of shrug. "There's a lot of magic stuff going on in the Outer Planes, so I was able to condense shadows with a relatively complicated alchemical/magical process. I could teach you, if you're interested. It employs the Shadow Weave, which is... weird."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*There are typos here and there since the publisher thinks editors don't deserve to eat.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Indeed. The harm I caused warranted such a price.”
Rio tilts his head. “Wait, what’d he mean by that?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She seems both intrigued and a little somber. "Maybe that's how she did it..." She mumbles under her breath, before fully responding. "Sure, why not? I'm curious to see how it works."
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)
*Unless you have a bounty they could fight. Might make one for them eventually, but good end for now.*
He weakly tries to resist “Bed with you? They aren’t half the cook you are.” He says, laying against her, beginning to snuggle against the warmth of her chest “Okay… please stop worrying so much about me, please?”
"Maybe try learning some hand-to-hand magic. I heard the Shinobi and Yojimbo of the Yokai Realms specialize in that stuff. Might not be your style, but it could help. Healing magic is also hand-to-hand, so you could learn that too."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Indeed, I have sought to aid in all I do.”
“Ohhh. Well yes. Yes I would.”
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 don’t think healin’ is what I’m lookin’ fer. Somethin’s got me feelin’ stronger, I don’t know what it is, but I feel like things be hurtin’ a lot less than they used ta. I could use a teacher, but I don’t know nobody that could teach me what I need ta know.”
"Still am. I just happen to basically be a demigod now. Doesn't change my job. Except that I can grow coins from the ground now and enrich the earth just by being nearby."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Please?*
*Sure! Any particular character(s) you'd like to interact with?*
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)
He chuckles at the tug, raising an eyebrow “Oh come on, and just when I feel like sleeping~” He says jokingly, closing his eyes, his horns burning and his chest thrumming.