*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.
"hello..." the tiefling mumbles, holding Toast close. "You look sleepy.."
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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.
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.
"hello..." the tiefling mumbles, holding Toast close. "You look sleepy.."
"I am. Comes with working the night shift." She explains with a faint chuckle.
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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)
*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.
*I am doing well, and you?*
She smiles at the simple, though unfinished design, subtly helping less and less as the staff takes form, as she did with the painting. This is Omori's staff, it represents her as much as she does, and a little help is fine, but at the end of the day, this is her journey.
Henry walks over, wearing a bright floral shirt and pants, with bright rose tinted circular sunglasses, sitting next to them. He puts one hand on theirs, looking to the ocean with a smile, holding two margaritas in between his fingers, passing one to them. A contrast to his own, bone chilling hunter look.
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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.
"hello..." the tiefling mumbles, holding Toast close. "You look sleepy.."
"I am. Comes with working the night shift." She explains with a faint chuckle.
He holds out Toast. "Rabbits help with sleep...very cuddly."
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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
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
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.
Theren nods, not looking at them as he expells a dark liquid from the does lungs.
"I...okay..." he says, closing his eyes slowly
He smiles at them, looking down to the doe "You saved my sister, I'm forever in your debt."
She rubs their face until they fall asleep, sitting there with them.
"That was your sister? The one with the guy that has robotic legs?"
Hours later Leo wakes up, looking around the room
"Yep, my little sister Tresa. That sames me the pain of so many more years of worry."
For the past few hours, she has been cleaning up, the room practically shining down. She is sweating, her muscles appearing more prominent from the effort "Oh hey, honey. Feeling better?"
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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.'
*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?*
*Yep, just like I thought.*
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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 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
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.
Theren nods, not looking at them as he expells a dark liquid from the does lungs.
"I...okay..." he says, closing his eyes slowly
He smiles at them, looking down to the doe "You saved my sister, I'm forever in your debt."
She rubs their face until they fall asleep, sitting there with them.
"That was your sister? The one with the guy that has robotic legs?"
Hours later Leo wakes up, looking around the room
"Yep, my little sister Tresa. That sames me the pain of so many more years of worry."
For the past few hours, she has been cleaning up, the room practically shining down. She is sweating, her muscles appearing more prominent from the effort "Oh hey, honey. Feeling better?"
"Well, happy to help."
He nods, blushing a bit as he averts his gaze
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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.
*
*Moon?*
*Yep, just like I thought.*
(?)
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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
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
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.
Theren nods, not looking at them as he expells a dark liquid from the does lungs.
"I...okay..." he says, closing his eyes slowly
He smiles at them, looking down to the doe "You saved my sister, I'm forever in your debt."
She rubs their face until they fall asleep, sitting there with them.
"That was your sister? The one with the guy that has robotic legs?"
Hours later Leo wakes up, looking around the room
"Yep, my little sister Tresa. That sames me the pain of so many more years of worry."
For the past few hours, she has been cleaning up, the room practically shining down. She is sweating, her muscles appearing more prominent from the effort "Oh hey, honey. Feeling better?"
"Well, happy to help."
He nods, blushing a bit as he averts his gaze
"I really mean it, if I can ever do anything for you, ask and I will be there."
She tilts her head, walking over to them, her braids swaying "What's up? You're blushing."
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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.
*I am doing well, and you?*
She smiles at the simple, though unfinished design, subtly helping less and less as the staff takes form, as she did with the painting. This is Omori's staff, it represents her as much as she does, and a little help is fine, but at the end of the day, this is her journey.
Henry walks over, wearing a bright floral shirt and pants, with bright rose tinted circular sunglasses, sitting next to them. He puts one hand on theirs, looking to the ocean with a smile, holding two margaritas in between his fingers, passing one to them. A contrast to his own, bone chilling hunter look.
*I am doing well as well! :D*
Omori again doesn't notice the lessened amount of aid as time goes on, mostly adding additional details now. She makes little simplistic carvings in the staff's handle depicting key moments in her life- a little timeline, depicting everything from her creation to her making this staff right now, with a large amount of space still left for more. Every so often, she puts tiny pieces of crystal- similar to that used for her star maps- into spots within the carvings.
KK places a second hand on top of his, accepting the drink with a third. "Thank you, dear." She says, smiling warmly at him before turning to face the sea again. "Enjoying the vacation so far?"
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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)
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
*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.
*I am doing well, and you?*
She smiles at the simple, though unfinished design, subtly helping less and less as the staff takes form, as she did with the painting. This is Omori's staff, it represents her as much as she does, and a little help is fine, but at the end of the day, this is her journey.
Henry walks over, wearing a bright floral shirt and pants, with bright rose tinted circular sunglasses, sitting next to them. He puts one hand on theirs, looking to the ocean with a smile, holding two margaritas in between his fingers, passing one to them. A contrast to his own, bone chilling hunter look.
*I am doing well as well! :D*
Omori again doesn't notice the lessened amount of aid as time goes on, mostly adding additional details now. She makes little simplistic carvings in the staff's handle depicting key moments in her life- a little timeline, depicting everything from her creation to her making this staff right now, with a large amount of space still left for more. Every so often, she puts tiny pieces of crystal- similar to that used for her star maps- into spots within the carvings.
KK places a second hand on top of his, accepting the drink with a third. "Thank you, dear." She says, smiling warmly at him before turning to face the sea again. "Enjoying the vacation so far?"
*Happy to hear that*
After a while Merabelle is simply watching, watching their daughter growing into the druid they always knew they would become. She leans against one of her palms, holding her up as she looks at the little timeline, remembering all the moments she was there to witness, wiping away a single tear of pride.
He smiles back at her "Better than I could have ever imagined." He gives her a kiss, looking to the waves as he sips on his drink, watching them crash against the shore "And you, my love?"
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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.'
"hello..." the tiefling mumbles, holding Toast close. "You look sleepy.."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He smiles at them, looking down to the doe "You saved my sister, I'm forever in your debt."
She rubs their face until they fall asleep, sitting there with 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.)
"I am. Comes with working the night shift." She explains with a faint chuckle.
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 am doing well, and you?*
She smiles at the simple, though unfinished design, subtly helping less and less as the staff takes form, as she did with the painting. This is Omori's staff, it represents her as much as she does, and a little help is fine, but at the end of the day, this is her journey.
Henry walks over, wearing a bright floral shirt and pants, with bright rose tinted circular sunglasses, sitting next to them. He puts one hand on theirs, looking to the ocean with a smile, holding two margaritas in between his fingers, passing one to them. A contrast to his own, bone chilling hunter look.
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.)
"That was your sister? The one with the guy that has robotic legs?"
Hours later Leo wakes up, looking around the room
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 Toast. "Rabbits help with sleep...very cuddly."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
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
"Yep, my little sister Tresa. That sames me the pain of so many more years of worry."
For the past few hours, she has been cleaning up, the room practically shining down. She is sweating, her muscles appearing more prominent from the effort "Oh hey, honey. Feeling better?"
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.)
*Yep, just like I thought.*
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.)
"Well, happy to help."
He nods, blushing a bit as he averts his gaze
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(?)
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
"I really mean it, if I can ever do anything for you, ask and I will be there."
She tilts her head, walking over to them, her braids swaying "What's up? You're blushing."
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.)
*Eh, it's whatever. Don't worry about 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.)
"Got it." he says, letting the doe walk away.
"N-nothin."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I am doing well as well! :D*
Omori again doesn't notice the lessened amount of aid as time goes on, mostly adding additional details now. She makes little simplistic carvings in the staff's handle depicting key moments in her life- a little timeline, depicting everything from her creation to her making this staff right now, with a large amount of space still left for more. Every so often, she puts tiny pieces of crystal- similar to that used for her star maps- into spots within the carvings.
KK places a second hand on top of his, accepting the drink with a third. "Thank you, dear." She says, smiling warmly at him before turning to face the sea again. "Enjoying the vacation so far?"
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)
"Not up to talk? I understand, I'll stop bothering you." He stands up.
"It's got to be something, honey." She says, holding their chin in a hand, the other on her hip.
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.)
(I do something wrong?)
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
*darn beautiful men always eating out of my trash wait what?*
"Sorry, healing takes a lot of concentration. Whats your name kid?"
Leo looks up at her. "Pretty...your very pretty.." he mumbles
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Happy to hear that*
After a while Merabelle is simply watching, watching their daughter growing into the druid they always knew they would become. She leans against one of her palms, holding her up as she looks at the little timeline, remembering all the moments she was there to witness, wiping away a single tear of pride.
He smiles back at her "Better than I could have ever imagined." He gives her a kiss, looking to the waves as he sips on his drink, watching them crash against the shore "And you, my love?"
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.)