X nods and the eye shuts off its recording feature. "Well a half-elf healed her. No more sickness."
He reaches up and gently smushes her cheeks
*Might not though, dming is hard.*
He almost chokes, before smiling wider than they've ever seen him smile "She isn't sick anymore?" He grabs them by the shoulders "Thank you. I need to find this Half Elf."
She gasps and opens her eyes, smiling down at them.
*fair enough. Im a forever DM*
"I, uh, yeah. Hes probably in the woods." X says, startled.
Leo laughs softly, booping her nose
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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.
*Just pretty sure you don't like any of my characters. Or me, maybe I'm just paranoid.*
(don't worry about it lol. who you got?)
*A lot of characters, I've got
Rag (Giant half dragon), Dracula, Trench (Aasimar detective), Tresa and Darius (Stone age people from the future), Milo and Austin (Two Australian Goliaths), all of the DD cast (It's a lot of characters, about 20-30 if you want to ask about them), Sanviento (Damian's brother), Antonio (Lightning wielding, maybe demigod), Akira (Yuan Ti Uchiha), The cowboy crew (Merabelle, Grimes, Thane, and Sparrow), Shen and Top (Magical exterminators), The sins of Greed, Sloth, and Wrath. I think thats all of them.
*
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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.'
Sanviento tries to keep himself together enough to explain "He's... dead, and we aren't. I don't recognizing where this is, so saving him will be hard." Damian, is much more emotional, thinking about his family and everyone he's left behind.
The snakes slither back onto her, smiling softly at them "That's enough about me though."
“…okay…”
”No, no, I like hearing about you.” She reassures.
"Mauric, it's best you don't worry about me." Damian says, looking up to them.
"That's... harder than it should be to believe. Thank you." She takes her spear off of her back, beginning to sharpen the blade, designed to look like a snake's fang.
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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.'
*Goooooooood morning, my fellow story-weavers! Seeing as the Seer is dead, KK is on vacation, and Helianth is still on interstellar hiatus for a little while, I'm introducing a new character!*
Omori is continuing to carve at the large branch she found, slowly making it into her first attempt at a druid's staff.
Walking towards the Inn from Lord's Point is a new arrival. She has short, wavy auburn hair that she pauses every so often to move out of her tired grey eyes. She wears a grey-and-blue plaid shirt with a leather jacket that seems one size too large for her. Her jeans and steel-toed boots have faint bits of dirt on them, and an old shovel is slung over her shoulder as she slowly walks toward the building. Once she reaches the Inn, Mavis sets the shovel against the wall by the door, stepping down on the shovel head a bit to plant it in the earth, before walking inside.
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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)
X nods and the eye shuts off its recording feature. "Well a half-elf healed her. No more sickness."
He reaches up and gently smushes her cheeks
*Might not though, dming is hard.*
He almost chokes, before smiling wider than they've ever seen him smile "She isn't sick anymore?" He grabs them by the shoulders "Thank you. I need to find this Half Elf."
She gasps and opens her eyes, smiling down at them.
*fair enough. Im a forever DM*
"I, uh, yeah. Hes probably in the woods." X says, startled.
Leo laughs softly, booping her nose
"I- thank you." He stands up, taking a deep breath "She's been sick for so long."
She blushes slightly, laughing a little bit too "You should be resting."
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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.'
*Goooooooood morning, my fellow story-weavers! Seeing as the Seer is dead, KK is on vacation, and Helianth is still on interstellar hiatus for a little while, I'm introducing a new character!*
Omori is continuing to carve at the large branch she found, slowly making it into her first attempt at a druid's staff.
Walking towards the Inn from Lord's Point is a new arrival. She has short, wavy auburn hair that she pauses every so often to move out of her tired grey eyes. She wears a grey-and-blue plaid shirt with a leather jacket that seems one size too large for her. Her jeans and steel-toed boots have faint bits of dirt on them, and an old shovel is slung over her shoulder as she slowly walks toward the building. Once she reaches the Inn, Mavis sets the shovel against the wall by the door, stepping down on the shovel head a bit to plant it in the earth, before walking inside.
Helios watches them from his seat, petting his rabbit named Toast.
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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.
*Goooooooood morning, my fellow story-weavers! Seeing as the Seer is dead, KK is on vacation, and Helianth is still on interstellar hiatus for a little while, I'm introducing a new character!*
Omori is continuing to carve at the large branch she found, slowly making it into her first attempt at a druid's staff.
*I am sorry for being the reason for at least two of those things. Speaking of which, it is okay if I have KK, considering I have Henry? Also, good morning.*
Merabelle is helping them along, she doesn't have a staff like that of her own, though she used to. She's using her claws to cut if off the branch without much difficulty.
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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.'
X nods and the eye shuts off its recording feature. "Well a half-elf healed her. No more sickness."
He reaches up and gently smushes her cheeks
*Might not though, dming is hard.*
He almost chokes, before smiling wider than they've ever seen him smile "She isn't sick anymore?" He grabs them by the shoulders "Thank you. I need to find this Half Elf."
She gasps and opens her eyes, smiling down at them.
*fair enough. Im a forever DM*
"I, uh, yeah. Hes probably in the woods." X says, startled.
Leo laughs softly, booping her nose
"I- thank you." He stands up, taking a deep breath "She's been sick for so long."
She blushes slightly, laughing a little bit too "You should be resting."
"Dont thank me choom." he says, stammering still.
"I ammmmm." he whines, smushing her cheeks some more
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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.
*Goooooooood morning, my fellow story-weavers! Seeing as the Seer is dead, KK is on vacation, and Helianth is still on interstellar hiatus for a little while, I'm introducing a new character!*
Omori is continuing to carve at the large branch she found, slowly making it into her first attempt at a druid's staff.
Walking towards the Inn from Lord's Point is a new arrival. She has short, wavy auburn hair that she pauses every so often to move out of her tired grey eyes. She wears a grey-and-blue plaid shirt with a leather jacket that seems one size too large for her. Her jeans and steel-toed boots have faint bits of dirt on them, and an old shovel is slung over her shoulder as she slowly walks toward the building. Once she reaches the Inn, Mavis sets the shovel against the wall by the door, stepping down on the shovel head a bit to plant it in the earth, before walking inside.
Isaac's bird lands on her shoulder
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
Sanviento tries to keep himself together enough to explain "He's... dead, and we aren't. I don't recognizing where this is, so saving him will be hard." Damian, is much more emotional, thinking about his family and everyone he's left behind.
The snakes slither back onto her, smiling softly at them "That's enough about me though."
“…okay…”
”No, no, I like hearing about you.” She reassures.
"Mauric, it's best you don't worry about me." Damian says, looking up to them.
"That's... harder than it should be to believe. Thank you." She takes her spear off of her back, beginning to sharpen the blade, designed to look like a snake's fang.
“But I have to! I c-can’t just leave you…” Mauric is now crying outright.
“Why’s that?”
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
X nods and the eye shuts off its recording feature. "Well a half-elf healed her. No more sickness."
He reaches up and gently smushes her cheeks
*Might not though, dming is hard.*
He almost chokes, before smiling wider than they've ever seen him smile "She isn't sick anymore?" He grabs them by the shoulders "Thank you. I need to find this Half Elf."
She gasps and opens her eyes, smiling down at them.
*fair enough. Im a forever DM*
"I, uh, yeah. Hes probably in the woods." X says, startled.
Leo laughs softly, booping her nose
"I- thank you." He stands up, taking a deep breath "She's been sick for so long."
She blushes slightly, laughing a little bit too "You should be resting."
"Dont thank me choom." he says, stammering still.
"I ammmmm." he whines, smushing her cheeks some more
He shakes his head, slapping them over the head softly "I'm going to do what I want, now I'm going to go." He walks off to go find Theren.
"You aren't, honey. You were hurt, please." She says, leaning down to them.
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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.'
X nods and the eye shuts off its recording feature. "Well a half-elf healed her. No more sickness."
He reaches up and gently smushes her cheeks
*Might not though, dming is hard.*
He almost chokes, before smiling wider than they've ever seen him smile "She isn't sick anymore?" He grabs them by the shoulders "Thank you. I need to find this Half Elf."
She gasps and opens her eyes, smiling down at them.
*fair enough. Im a forever DM*
"I, uh, yeah. Hes probably in the woods." X says, startled.
Leo laughs softly, booping her nose
"I- thank you." He stands up, taking a deep breath "She's been sick for so long."
She blushes slightly, laughing a little bit too "You should be resting."
"Dont thank me choom." he says, stammering still.
"I ammmmm." he whines, smushing her cheeks some more
He shakes his head, slapping them over the head softly "I'm going to do what I want, now I'm going to go." He walks off to go find Theren.
"You aren't, honey. You were hurt, please." She says, leaning down to them.
Theren is sitting in a meadow, healing an ill doe. His tattoo gives off a golden glow as he hums a calming melody to the doe.
"but..." he mumbles, looking into their eyes
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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.
“But I have to! I c-can’t just leave you…” Mauric is now crying outright.
“Why’s that?”
Mauric and Sanviento flicker slightly "[Gp], we haven't got long. Damian, what happened." Damian takes a moment from crying to think "All I remember, is, before dying, everything got warm, not like usual where it gets cold instantly."
"I am the last of a culture that values silence, to listen rather than speak. The fact you like to hear me speak, it means a lot. More than you would likely know."
*Just pretty sure you don't like any of my characters. Or me, maybe I'm just paranoid.*
(don't worry about it lol. who you got?)
*A lot of characters, I've got
Rag (Giant half dragon), Dracula, Trench (Aasimar detective), Tresa and Darius (Stone age people from the future), Milo and Austin (Two Australian Goliaths), all of the DD cast (It's a lot of characters, about 20-30 if you want to ask about them), Sanviento (Damian's brother), Antonio (Lightning wielding, maybe demigod), Akira (Yuan Ti Uchiha), The cowboy crew (Merabelle, Grimes, Thane, and Sparrow), Shen and Top (Magical exterminators), The sins of Greed, Sloth, and Wrath. I think thats all of them.
*
*Moon?*
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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.'
*Goooooooood morning, my fellow story-weavers! Seeing as the Seer is dead, KK is on vacation, and Helianth is still on interstellar hiatus for a little while, I'm introducing a new character!*
Omori is continuing to carve at the large branch she found, slowly making it into her first attempt at a druid's staff.
Walking towards the Inn from Lord's Point is a new arrival. She has short, wavy auburn hair that she pauses every so often to move out of her tired grey eyes. She wears a grey-and-blue plaid shirt with a leather jacket that seems one size too large for her. Her jeans and steel-toed boots have faint bits of dirt on them, and an old shovel is slung over her shoulder as she slowly walks toward the building. Once she reaches the Inn, Mavis sets the shovel against the wall by the door, stepping down on the shovel head a bit to plant it in the earth, before walking inside.
Helios watches them from his seat, petting his rabbit named Toast.
Mavis notices him watching, and tiredly looks back over at him. "Sup?" She asks, her voice straining slightly as though she hadn't spoken for a long while before this.
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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)
“But I have to! I c-can’t just leave you…” Mauric is now crying outright.
“Why’s that?”
Mauric and Sanviento flicker slightly "[Gp], we haven't got long. Damian, what happened." Damian takes a moment from crying to think "All I remember, is, before dying, everything got warm, not like usual where it gets cold instantly."
"I am the last of a culture that values silence, to listen rather than speak. The fact you like to hear me speak, it means a lot. More than you would likely know."
Mauric has no clue how to process this or anything that’s going on.
“Well… thanks. I’m just trying to be nice.”
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
“But I have to! I c-can’t just leave you…” Mauric is now crying outright.
“Why’s that?”
Mauric and Sanviento flicker slightly "[Gp], we haven't got long. Damian, what happened." Damian takes a moment from crying to think "All I remember, is, before dying, everything got warm, not like usual where it gets cold instantly."
"I am the last of a culture that values silence, to listen rather than speak. The fact you like to hear me speak, it means a lot. More than you would likely know."
Mauric has no clue how to process this or anything that’s going on.
“Well… thanks. I’m just trying to be nice.”
Sanviento thinks about it "Mauric, you should say what you have to now, we don't have much longer." He says, trying to shake them back to consciousness.
"It is nice. Thank you." She continues to sharpen her spear.
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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.'
*Goooooooood morning, my fellow story-weavers! Seeing as the Seer is dead, KK is on vacation, and Helianth is still on interstellar hiatus for a little while, I'm introducing a new character!*
Omori is continuing to carve at the large branch she found, slowly making it into her first attempt at a druid's staff.
*I am sorry for being the reason for at least two of those things. Speaking of which, it is okay if I have KK, considering I have Henry? Also, good morning.*
Merabelle is helping them along, she doesn't have a staff like that of her own, though she used to. She's using her claws to cut if off the branch without much difficulty.
*Don't be sorry at all- it adds to the story! And yes, you can absolutely have KK. How are you doing today?*
She follows Merabelle's guidance to the best of her ability, slowly carving the branch into the shape she thinks would look best. After about an hour, the basic shape is complete- a long staff, slightly crooked at parts, that splits into three smaller branches at one end.
KK is sitting on the sand of the beach outside the opulent structures of the Rippling Court, taking in the sight of the crystal blue ocean in the distance. She wears her cobbled-together sunglasses and a deep blue sundress- a noticeable contrast to the business casual or tailored suits she usually wears.
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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)
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*fair enough. Im a forever DM*
"I, uh, yeah. Hes probably in the woods." X says, startled.
Leo laughs softly, booping her nose
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*A lot of characters, I've got
Rag (Giant half dragon), Dracula, Trench (Aasimar detective), Tresa and Darius (Stone age people from the future), Milo and Austin (Two Australian Goliaths), all of the DD cast (It's a lot of characters, about 20-30 if you want to ask about them), Sanviento (Damian's brother), Antonio (Lightning wielding, maybe demigod), Akira (Yuan Ti Uchiha), The cowboy crew (Merabelle, Grimes, Thane, and Sparrow), Shen and Top (Magical exterminators), The sins of Greed, Sloth, and Wrath. I think thats all of them.
*
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.)
"Mauric, it's best you don't worry about me." Damian says, looking up to them.
"That's... harder than it should be to believe. Thank you." She takes her spear off of her back, beginning to sharpen the blade, designed to look like a snake's fang.
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.)
*Goooooooood morning, my fellow story-weavers! Seeing as the Seer is dead, KK is on vacation, and Helianth is still on interstellar hiatus for a little while, I'm introducing a new character!*
Omori is continuing to carve at the large branch she found, slowly making it into her first attempt at a druid's staff.
Walking towards the Inn from Lord's Point is a new arrival. She has short, wavy auburn hair that she pauses every so often to move out of her tired grey eyes. She wears a grey-and-blue plaid shirt with a leather jacket that seems one size too large for her. Her jeans and steel-toed boots have faint bits of dirt on them, and an old shovel is slung over her shoulder as she slowly walks toward the building. Once she reaches the Inn, Mavis sets the shovel against the wall by the door, stepping down on the shovel head a bit to plant it in the earth, before walking inside.
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- thank you." He stands up, taking a deep breath "She's been sick for so long."
She blushes slightly, laughing a little bit too "You should be resting."
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 watches them from his seat, petting his rabbit named Toast.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I am sorry for being the reason for at least two of those things. Speaking of which, it is okay if I have KK, considering I have Henry? Also, good morning.*
Merabelle is helping them along, she doesn't have a staff like that of her own, though she used to. She's using her claws to cut if off the branch without much difficulty.
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.)
"Dont thank me choom." he says, stammering still.
"I ammmmm." he whines, smushing her cheeks some more
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Isaac's bird lands on her shoulder
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
“But I have to! I c-can’t just leave you…” Mauric is now crying outright.
“Why’s that?”
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
He shakes his head, slapping them over the head softly "I'm going to do what I want, now I'm going to go." He walks off to go find Theren.
"You aren't, honey. You were hurt, please." She says, leaning down to them.
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.)
Theren is sitting in a meadow, healing an ill doe. His tattoo gives off a golden glow as he hums a calming melody to the doe.
"but..." he mumbles, looking into their eyes
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Mauric and Sanviento flicker slightly "[Gp], we haven't got long. Damian, what happened." Damian takes a moment from crying to think "All I remember, is, before dying, everything got warm, not like usual where it gets cold instantly."
"I am the last of a culture that values silence, to listen rather than speak. The fact you like to hear me speak, it means a lot. More than you would likely know."
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 walks through the woods into the meadow, sitting down next to them "I hate to interrupt, but are you Theren?"
"I'll still be here when you wake up. I'm committed to you." She says, her eyes telling that she means it.
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.)
*Moon?*
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.)
Mavis notices him watching, and tiredly looks back over at him. "Sup?" She asks, her voice straining slightly as though she hadn't spoken for a long while before this.
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)
Mauric has no clue how to process this or anything that’s going on.
“Well… thanks. I’m just trying to be nice.”
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
Sanviento thinks about it "Mauric, you should say what you have to now, we don't have much longer." He says, trying to shake them back to consciousness.
"It is nice. Thank you." She continues to sharpen her spear.
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.)
Theren nods, not looking at them as he expells a dark liquid from the does lungs.
"I...okay..." he says, closing his eyes slowly
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Don't be sorry at all- it adds to the story! And yes, you can absolutely have KK. How are you doing today?*
She follows Merabelle's guidance to the best of her ability, slowly carving the branch into the shape she thinks would look best. After about an hour, the basic shape is complete- a long staff, slightly crooked at parts, that splits into three smaller branches at one end.
KK is sitting on the sand of the beach outside the opulent structures of the Rippling Court, taking in the sight of the crystal blue ocean in the distance. She wears her cobbled-together sunglasses and a deep blue sundress- a noticeable contrast to the business casual or tailored suits she usually wears.
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)