"I'm doing alright- not great, but certainly not bad." She says, looking back up at her with a smile- though, her smile drops a bit upon seeing her injuries. "Are you okay?" She asks, sounding concerned.
She thinks for a moment. "Ten it is, then." She decides, before pausing a moment. "How are you today, dear?"
She shakes her head "These ain't nothin', I'm just... Oliver almost got hurt, an' then he started hurtin', and I wish I could help him more than I am." She hugs them tightly, "Don't worry none 'bout yer momma."
"I am doing wonderfully, dear," He drops from the ceiling, landing on his feet and smiling at them "Happy I could help."
"O- okay. I just wanted to make sure you were okay." She simply responds, hugging her back.
"So that's where you were." She chuckles a bit to herself. "Good to hear you're doing well." She smiles warmly back at him, walking over to him.
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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)
"I'm doing alright- not great, but certainly not bad." She says, looking back up at her with a smile- though, her smile drops a bit upon seeing her injuries. "Are you okay?" She asks, sounding concerned.
She thinks for a moment. "Ten it is, then." She decides, before pausing a moment. "How are you today, dear?"
She shakes her head "These ain't nothin', I'm just... Oliver almost got hurt, an' then he started hurtin', and I wish I could help him more than I am." She hugs them tightly, "Don't worry none 'bout yer momma."
"I am doing wonderfully, dear," He drops from the ceiling, landing on his feet and smiling at them "Happy I could help."
"O- okay. I just wanted to make sure you were okay." She simply responds, hugging her back.
"So that's where you were." She chuckles a bit to herself. "Good to hear you're doing well." She smiles warmly back at him, walking over to him.
"How're ya doin' on yer magic?" She asks, leaning back and giving her a big toothy grin "Got any new spells ya wanna show me?"
"I was simply practicing, making sure I don't get rusty." He stretches his arms before hugging her, and giving her a kiss "I couldn't do less than well with you in my life."
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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.'
Leo orders a cactus whiskey, and seems content about being in a inn
She looks at their drink "Tell me your story while I get drunk Leo." She begins to drain her drink with impressive speed.
"Okay. I once was the bartender at a gay bar, in a peaceful town in Florida. But than reports of these strange looking birds and lizards began to skyrocket. At first, I though it was just something made up by The Onion, that is, until one day I heard an eerie breathing on my window. I took a flash pic, and saw this strange lizard that looked kinda like a taller, longer, slightly thinner T rex. Soon, more sightings came up. One day on a walk I saw the velociraptor looking small, really, really long and fast bird. I ran in my house, and soon I always kept my four guns close to me. Eventually, I started learnin' how to make stuff to defend my home, and I started to add spike walls and turrets. But the same velociraptor lookin' one" (he begins to describe a deinonychus) "broke into my home with three others. I shot one dead, and had to flee my house with the little amounts of stuff I could gather. I soon saw a dead person covered in mostly torn riot armor. I took some of the armor, as that's all I could do not to die: steal from that poor dude who died. I went to than live in the bar, than the same T rex thing walked over it, destroying it. I lived in the woods with a few supplies. Constantly, birds and lizards; one had a long neck with long legs, some had other traits. A triceratops lookin' one nearly killed me, but enough bullets in anything eyes will kill it. Soon, I went to the coast, and saw coastal ones. Had to leave Florida"
"I'm doing alright- not great, but certainly not bad." She says, looking back up at her with a smile- though, her smile drops a bit upon seeing her injuries. "Are you okay?" She asks, sounding concerned.
She thinks for a moment. "Ten it is, then." She decides, before pausing a moment. "How are you today, dear?"
She shakes her head "These ain't nothin', I'm just... Oliver almost got hurt, an' then he started hurtin', and I wish I could help him more than I am." She hugs them tightly, "Don't worry none 'bout yer momma."
"I am doing wonderfully, dear," He drops from the ceiling, landing on his feet and smiling at them "Happy I could help."
"O- okay. I just wanted to make sure you were okay." She simply responds, hugging her back.
"So that's where you were." She chuckles a bit to herself. "Good to hear you're doing well." She smiles warmly back at him, walking over to him.
"How're ya doin' on yer magic?" She asks, leaning back and giving her a big toothy grin "Got any new spells ya wanna show me?"
"I was simply practicing, making sure I don't get rusty." He stretches his arms before hugging her, and giving her a kiss "I couldn't do less than well with you in my life."
"Still haven't quite cracked Starry Wisp, but I'm getting closer." She answers, looking down at the star maps. "I was looking for a low-level healing spell I could learn. Haven't found any so far, though."
"Neither could I." She responds. A moment after, she seems reminded of something. "I was thinking about our conversation from yesterday..." She starts, trailing off a bit as she finds the words.
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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)
Leo orders a cactus whiskey, and seems content about being in a inn
She looks at their drink "Tell me your story while I get drunk Leo." She begins to drain her drink with impressive speed.
"Okay. I once was the bartender at a gay bar, in a peaceful town in Florida. But than reports of these strange looking birds and lizards began to skyrocket. At first, I though it was just something made up by The Onion, that is, until one day I heard an eerie breathing on my window. I took a flash pic, and saw this strange lizard that looked kinda like a taller, longer, slightly thinner T rex. Soon, more sightings came up. One day on a walk I saw the velociraptor looking small, really, really long and fast bird. I ran in my house, and soon I always kept my four guns close to me. Eventually, I started learnin' how to make stuff to defend my home, and I started to add spike walls and turrets. But the same velociraptor lookin' one" (he begins to describe a deinonychus) "broke into my home with three others. I shot one dead, and had to flee my house with the little amounts of stuff I could gather. I soon saw a dead person covered in mostly torn riot armor. I took some of the armor, as that's all I could do not to die: steal from that poor dude who died. I went to than live in the bar, than the same T rex thing walked over it, destroying it. I lived in the woods with a few supplies. Constantly, birds and lizards; one had a long neck with long legs, some had other traits. A triceratops lookin' one nearly killed me, but enough bullets in anything eyes will kill it. Soon, I went to the coast, and saw coastal ones. Had to leave Florida"
She raises an eyebrow as the full story, but doesn't question it much more than that with the things that she's seen "Okay, life's been a little hard for you. Sorry about that I suppose. It should get better here."
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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.'
Leo orders a cactus whiskey, and seems content about being in a inn
She looks at their drink "Tell me your story while I get drunk Leo." She begins to drain her drink with impressive speed.
"Okay. I once was the bartender at a gay bar, in a peaceful town in Florida. But than reports of these strange looking birds and lizards began to skyrocket. At first, I though it was just something made up by The Onion, that is, until one day I heard an eerie breathing on my window. I took a flash pic, and saw this strange lizard that looked kinda like a taller, longer, slightly thinner T rex. Soon, more sightings came up. One day on a walk I saw the velociraptor looking small, really, really long and fast bird. I ran in my house, and soon I always kept my four guns close to me. Eventually, I started learnin' how to make stuff to defend my home, and I started to add spike walls and turrets. But the same velociraptor lookin' one" (he begins to describe a deinonychus) "broke into my home with three others. I shot one dead, and had to flee my house with the little amounts of stuff I could gather. I soon saw a dead person covered in mostly torn riot armor. I took some of the armor, as that's all I could do not to die: steal from that poor dude who died. I went to than live in the bar, than the same T rex thing walked over it, destroying it. I lived in the woods with a few supplies. Constantly, birds and lizards; one had a long neck with long legs, some had other traits. A triceratops lookin' one nearly killed me, but enough bullets in anything eyes will kill it. Soon, I went to the coast, and saw coastal ones. Had to leave Florida"
She raises an eyebrow as the full story, but doesn't question it much more than that with the things that she's seen "Okay, life's been a little hard for you. Sorry about that I suppose. It should get better here."
"Okay. Have you seen any of these bird things or lizard things though?" he cracks his knuckles
"I'm doing alright- not great, but certainly not bad." She says, looking back up at her with a smile- though, her smile drops a bit upon seeing her injuries. "Are you okay?" She asks, sounding concerned.
She thinks for a moment. "Ten it is, then." She decides, before pausing a moment. "How are you today, dear?"
She shakes her head "These ain't nothin', I'm just... Oliver almost got hurt, an' then he started hurtin', and I wish I could help him more than I am." She hugs them tightly, "Don't worry none 'bout yer momma."
"I am doing wonderfully, dear," He drops from the ceiling, landing on his feet and smiling at them "Happy I could help."
"O- okay. I just wanted to make sure you were okay." She simply responds, hugging her back.
"So that's where you were." She chuckles a bit to herself. "Good to hear you're doing well." She smiles warmly back at him, walking over to him.
"How're ya doin' on yer magic?" She asks, leaning back and giving her a big toothy grin "Got any new spells ya wanna show me?"
"I was simply practicing, making sure I don't get rusty." He stretches his arms before hugging her, and giving her a kiss "I couldn't do less than well with you in my life."
"Still haven't quite cracked Starry Wisp, but I'm getting closer." She answers, looking down at the star maps. "I was looking for a low-level healing spell I could learn. Haven't found any so far, though."
"Neither could I." She responds. A moment after, she seems reminded of something. "I was thinking about our conversation from yesterday..." She starts, trailing off a bit as she finds the words.
"Well, with that spell we cast ta help Sparrow, ya should already have the door ta healin' spells open. Maybe somethin' like cure wounds would be wasy fer ya?" She looks down to the map with them.
He looks around as he trying to find a place to escape the moment she mentions the conversation from yesterday, slowly turning red with blush before steeling himself "What about the conversation from yesterday?"
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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.'
"He does, but it's more than that... I don't know how ta explain it. I'll just have ta keep doin' my best fer 'em"
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.)
He nods. "Im sure you've got this."
Oliver stirs awake inside the cave. When he sees his gauze covered hands he panics.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"O- okay. I just wanted to make sure you were okay." She simply responds, hugging her back.
"So that's where you were." She chuckles a bit to herself. "Good to hear you're doing well." She smiles warmly back at him, walking over to him.
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 sits down at one of the tables, ordering something heavy.
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 waves to Henry "Looks like he's up, see ya 'round." She runs back inside to them, leanin' down and hugging them "It's okay Oliver."
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.)
Henry goes back into the woods.
"Why'd you cover my hands..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"How're ya doin' on yer magic?" She asks, leaning back and giving her a big toothy grin "Got any new spells ya wanna show me?"
"I was simply practicing, making sure I don't get rusty." He stretches his arms before hugging her, and giving her a kiss "I couldn't do less than well with you in my life."
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.)
Leo orders a cactus whiskey, and seems content about being in a inn
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.
"You were hurtin' yerself, an' ya wouldn't stop." She says gently.
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 looks at their drink "Tell me your story while I get drunk Leo." She begins to drain her drink with impressive speed.
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.)
His hands tremble.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She takes their hands in hers "It is okay if I hug ya?"
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.)
He nods
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Okay. I once was the bartender at a gay bar, in a peaceful town in Florida. But than reports of these strange looking birds and lizards began to skyrocket. At first, I though it was just something made up by The Onion, that is, until one day I heard an eerie breathing on my window. I took a flash pic, and saw this strange lizard that looked kinda like a taller, longer, slightly thinner T rex. Soon, more sightings came up. One day on a walk I saw the velociraptor looking small, really, really long and fast bird. I ran in my house, and soon I always kept my four guns close to me. Eventually, I started learnin' how to make stuff to defend my home, and I started to add spike walls and turrets. But the same velociraptor lookin' one" (he begins to describe a deinonychus) "broke into my home with three others. I shot one dead, and had to flee my house with the little amounts of stuff I could gather. I soon saw a dead person covered in mostly torn riot armor. I took some of the armor, as that's all I could do not to die: steal from that poor dude who died. I went to than live in the bar, than the same T rex thing walked over it, destroying it. I lived in the woods with a few supplies. Constantly, birds and lizards; one had a long neck with long legs, some had other traits. A triceratops lookin' one nearly killed me, but enough bullets in anything eyes will kill it. Soon, I went to the coast, and saw coastal ones. Had to leave Florida"
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.
"Still haven't quite cracked Starry Wisp, but I'm getting closer." She answers, looking down at the star maps. "I was looking for a low-level healing spell I could learn. Haven't found any so far, though."
"Neither could I." She responds. A moment after, she seems reminded of something. "I was thinking about our conversation from yesterday..." She starts, trailing off a bit as she finds the words.
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 hugs them tightly.
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 raises an eyebrow as the full story, but doesn't question it much more than that with the things that she's seen "Okay, life's been a little hard for you. Sorry about that I suppose. It should get better here."
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.)
"Okay. Have you seen any of these bird things or lizard things though?" he cracks his knuckles
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.
"Well, with that spell we cast ta help Sparrow, ya should already have the door ta healin' spells open. Maybe somethin' like cure wounds would be wasy fer ya?" She looks down to the map with them.
He looks around as he trying to find a place to escape the moment she mentions the conversation from yesterday, slowly turning red with blush before steeling himself "What about the conversation from yesterday?"
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.)
He melts into the hug
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.