The sound of steel piercing through wood can be heard in the forest as someone seems to be training. She has chocolate skin and long braids tied into a bun to stay out of her eyes. She is holding a crossbow as she does some target practice with it.
Someone walks over to her with tattered cloths, slightly covered with some armor, and holding a bag
She doesn't say anything, dropping her crossbow and taking out some bandages, looking for injuries, military instincts.
The person puts their bag down "May I please live in your territory. If that is what this is"
She continues bandaging any abnormalities "Sure yeah, fine." She says, more focused on her work than what they are saying. (Description?)
*He's a big dude. Muscular 6 foot dude, who looks kind of like a strong man, although clearly at least a bit weaker. He is wearing a torn apart band shirt, with little bits of riot armor covering it. he seems to be in his early forties or late thirties, with slightly greyed hair. his hair is rather short, and he has a medium length beard. his eyes are a hazel color*
They put take stuff out of their bag, and begin working on making something
She sighs, looking up, her green eyes looking into theirs before she roughly says "Stop moving, I can't bandage you when you are." She finishes up, picking up her crossbow "Who are you?"
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Theren sighs. "These runes are hurting me mentally."
"No I dont think so."
Festus purrs happily, his tail thumping. "BUDDY!!!" Leo says happily
“If you’d like, I can do the translating. What’s this for, anyhow?”
“You sure?” He asks calmly, continuing to gently assemble the model. “As long as I have a clean line of sight that’s at least 5 centimeters wide, I can take pretty much anyone out.”
She approaches carefully. “You know, this might be the first time I’ve ever seen him active…”
"Uh....I...uhm...finishing school.."
"I don't need anyone killed. If I did. I'd do it myself."
Festus leans down to her face level and nudges her gently
“No shame in that. You needn’t worry that I would deride you for pursuing something noble.” Insight: 10
“Got it. But make sure to recommend me to people, okay? I have good reviews from reputable sources!”
She chuckles and scratches him under the chin area.. “You remind me of Clover.”
He looks embarrassed. The runes are just simple sentences.
"Will do."
Fesuts purrs. "Wanna fly on him?" Leo asks, already climbing on Festus back
Thirteen smiles reassuringly. “The language of the gods isn’t everyday knowledge by any measure. The fact that you are working to learn such things is worthy of admiration.”
“Thanks. So who is your husband? What’s he like?”
“Uhh… sure, why not?” She seems a bit apprehensive but clambers on nonetheless.
"I guess.." he mutters.
"His name is Jack. He's a really powerful wizard." he says, swooning a bit.
"Hold on to me tight. He goes fast."
“Don’t guess. Be certain. Because if you’re not certain, you shouldn’t act until you are.”
“He sounds nice. I only have a little bit of magic, but there’s next to no reason to use it.”
“Hold onto YOU? This armor weighs over a hundred pounds on its own! It’d be better if I just hunkered down and held onto him.”
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
The sound of steel piercing through wood can be heard in the forest as someone seems to be training. She has chocolate skin and long braids tied into a bun to stay out of her eyes. She is holding a crossbow as she does some target practice with it.
Someone walks over to her with tattered cloths, slightly covered with some armor, and holding a bag
She doesn't say anything, dropping her crossbow and taking out some bandages, looking for injuries, military instincts.
The person puts their bag down "May I please live in your territory. If that is what this is"
She continues bandaging any abnormalities "Sure yeah, fine." She says, more focused on her work than what they are saying. (Description?)
*He's a big dude. Muscular 6 foot dude, who looks kind of like a strong man, although clearly at least a bit weaker. He is wearing a torn apart band shirt, with little bits of riot armor covering it. he seems to be in his early forties or late thirties, with slightly greyed hair. his hair is rather short, and he has a medium length beard. his eyes are a hazel color*
They put take stuff out of their bag, and begin working on making something
She sighs, looking up, her green eyes looking into theirs before she roughly says "Stop moving, I can't bandage you when you are." She finishes up, picking up her crossbow "Who are you?"
Before she can do anything a light flashes as a bunch of meteors rain down on the troopers. She also finds herself on the ground next to him.
For a moment, she doesn't know what to do, looking around, but upon seeing Oliver all the rage leaves her and she hugs them tightly "A-are ya okay?"
His eyes are glowing white as he teleports away, snapping a soldier's neck and burning another alive.
She sprints after them in an attempt to stop them from hating themselves later. Her wings flap as quickly as she can muster.
A hailstorm appears in a 300 ft radius, demolishing the AT-AT and troopers armor, killing them with hailstones the size of softballs.
She stops just outside of the hailstorm, shouting into the storm as loud as she can possibly muster "OLIVER! COM' 'ER OLIVER!" Trying to at least get his attention.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Before she can do anything a light flashes as a bunch of meteors rain down on the troopers. She also finds herself on the ground next to him.
For a moment, she doesn't know what to do, looking around, but upon seeing Oliver all the rage leaves her and she hugs them tightly "A-are ya okay?"
His eyes are glowing white as he teleports away, snapping a soldier's neck and burning another alive.
She sprints after them in an attempt to stop them from hating themselves later. Her wings flap as quickly as she can muster.
A hailstorm appears in a 300 ft radius, demolishing the AT-AT and troopers armor, killing them with hailstones the size of softballs.
She stops just outside of the hailstorm, shouting into the storm as loud as she can possibly muster "OLIVER! COM' 'ER OLIVER!" Trying to at least get his attention.
The storm is too loud, Oliver watching as each one dies, confirming their deaths
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*heck yes*
This is just Jobah619 again btw
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
His eyes are glowing white as he teleports away, snapping a soldier's neck and burning another alive.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She sighs, looking up, her green eyes looking into theirs before she roughly says "Stop moving, I can't bandage you when you are." She finishes up, picking up her crossbow "Who are you?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
“Don’t guess. Be certain. Because if you’re not certain, you shouldn’t act until you are.”
“He sounds nice. I only have a little bit of magic, but there’s next to no reason to use it.”
“Hold onto YOU? This armor weighs over a hundred pounds on its own! It’d be better if I just hunkered down and held onto him.”
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
"Leo. you?"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
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Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"You're welcome"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
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Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"Okay okay." he sighs.
He nods. "He really is. Best husband ever. That's why I'm making this scrapbook."
"No need to sound so defensive." Leo grumbles. "Alright buddy. Let's go." he says. Festus's metallic wings spread as he flies into the air.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He holds out his rabbit Toast. "This is Toast."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Oh wait you actually do? I didn't expect to get this far, who do you want?*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
She sprints after them in an attempt to stop them from hating themselves later. Her wings flap as quickly as she can muster.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Oh forgot to mention Shes a Wood Elf.*
"Anastasia. Why do you need to stay with me?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
A hailstorm appears in a 300 ft radius, demolishing the AT-AT and troopers armor, killing them with hailstones the size of softballs.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Teralith looks at toast, and his left eye (his only eye) begins to change a slight bit, as if Teralith was smiling "Cute rabbit"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"Thank you. Wanna pet 'im?" he asks
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She stops just outside of the hailstorm, shouting into the storm as loud as she can possibly muster "OLIVER! COM' 'ER OLIVER!" Trying to at least get his attention.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"So I can survive." Leo stretches "This place is much better than where a just was" He chuckles a bit
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
The storm is too loud, Oliver watching as each one dies, confirming their deaths
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I don't think I should" Teralith looks down it his clawed hands "But thanks for the offer!"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
She begins to treck into the hailstorm, letting the shards of ice hit them as they try to fly closer. (Dex save right?:20)
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Helios nods, understanding. "okay!" he then smiles a bit at them
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.