Adder at the bar. 10 or 15 empty bottle of whiskey sat beside him. He smelled of alcohol and salt. He looked tired, maybe a little depressed. He seems to stare at a shot glass and talks to it as if it were alive. Beside him was a small ring box. He occasionally stares at it and mumbles "did i make the right choice for him?"
Xan is outside, sitting on a tree branch. He wore a pale black, long sleeved crop top, A long hot-pink jacket with fuzzy magenta in-lining, and long high waisted black jeans. A lit cigarette poked out of his mouth, thick black smoke blew out from his lips. He was sharpening his nails with a nail file while humming to himself.
Azazel comes up behind adder, hugging him from behind, "Howdy handsome" he says, smiling. After a second, he looks over at all the bottles, "Woah, thats a lot."
Isaac walks over to the tree, "Hey, can i try something?" He asks xan
"Hey!" he coughs suddenly "Hi." and smiled. "H-how are you?"
"what?" he asks and looks down.
"I'm doing good." Azazel says. "Did you start drinking after you ran off yesterday?" He asks, his head tilting a bit.
"I need you on the ground for it. It won't hurt." He smiles, before muttering, "Probably."
"Maybe" he said and messed with a bottle "Lets just say i feel like im hurting you by asking that"
"Now you see, i dont trust you when you say that"
"By asking to marry me?"
"I'll be honest, i haven't exactly tested how it works on your type of person."
"Yeah.... you seemed not to keen on the the idea"
"What is it that you want to do?"
"More i was nervous..."
He takes a deep breath, a wave of stagnent energy bursting forth an forming a bubble, which envelopes the tree xan is in. He feels weighed down by the amount of energy
"can i ask how so?"
He grunts a bit, seems to move is a sluggish way, well trying to move in any sort of way.
"Well, what if i do something wrong?"
"You ok? Anything feel weird?" Isaac asks, seeming to not be weighed down at all
"You never do that" he said and laid his head on the bar "Your perfect to me"
"YES." he yelled "STOP IT!!"
"I'm not to me..." He says, sitting down next to adder
"O-ok." He nods, the bubble shrinkings back into him
Adder at the bar. 10 or 15 empty bottle of whiskey sat beside him. He smelled of alcohol and salt. He looked tired, maybe a little depressed. He seems to stare at a shot glass and talks to it as if it were alive. Beside him was a small ring box. He occasionally stares at it and mumbles "did i make the right choice for him?"
Xan is outside, sitting on a tree branch. He wore a pale black, long sleeved crop top, A long hot-pink jacket with fuzzy magenta in-lining, and long high waisted black jeans. A lit cigarette poked out of his mouth, thick black smoke blew out from his lips. He was sharpening his nails with a nail file while humming to himself.
Azazel comes up behind adder, hugging him from behind, "Howdy handsome" he says, smiling. After a second, he looks over at all the bottles, "Woah, thats a lot."
Isaac walks over to the tree, "Hey, can i try something?" He asks xan
"Hey!" he coughs suddenly "Hi." and smiled. "H-how are you?"
"what?" he asks and looks down.
"I'm doing good." Azazel says. "Did you start drinking after you ran off yesterday?" He asks, his head tilting a bit.
"I need you on the ground for it. It won't hurt." He smiles, before muttering, "Probably."
"Maybe" he said and messed with a bottle "Lets just say i feel like im hurting you by asking that"
"Now you see, i dont trust you when you say that"
"By asking to marry me?"
"I'll be honest, i haven't exactly tested how it works on your type of person."
"Yeah.... you seemed not to keen on the the idea"
"What is it that you want to do?"
"More i was nervous..."
He takes a deep breath, a wave of stagnent energy bursting forth an forming a bubble, which envelopes the tree xan is in. He feels weighed down by the amount of energy
"can i ask how so?"
He grunts a bit, seems to move is a sluggish way, well trying to move in any sort of way.
"Well, what if i do something wrong?"
"You ok? Anything feel weird?" Isaac asks, seeming to not be weighed down at all
"You never do that" he said and laid his head on the bar "Your perfect to me"
"YES." he yelled "STOP IT!!"
"I'm not to me..." He says, sitting down next to adder
"O-ok." He nods, the bubble shrinkings back into him
Adder at the bar. 10 or 15 empty bottle of whiskey sat beside him. He smelled of alcohol and salt. He looked tired, maybe a little depressed. He seems to stare at a shot glass and talks to it as if it were alive. Beside him was a small ring box. He occasionally stares at it and mumbles "did i make the right choice for him?"
Xan is outside, sitting on a tree branch. He wore a pale black, long sleeved crop top, A long hot-pink jacket with fuzzy magenta in-lining, and long high waisted black jeans. A lit cigarette poked out of his mouth, thick black smoke blew out from his lips. He was sharpening his nails with a nail file while humming to himself.
Azazel comes up behind adder, hugging him from behind, "Howdy handsome" he says, smiling. After a second, he looks over at all the bottles, "Woah, thats a lot."
Isaac walks over to the tree, "Hey, can i try something?" He asks xan
"Hey!" he coughs suddenly "Hi." and smiled. "H-how are you?"
"what?" he asks and looks down.
"I'm doing good." Azazel says. "Did you start drinking after you ran off yesterday?" He asks, his head tilting a bit.
"I need you on the ground for it. It won't hurt." He smiles, before muttering, "Probably."
"Maybe" he said and messed with a bottle "Lets just say i feel like im hurting you by asking that"
"Now you see, i dont trust you when you say that"
"By asking to marry me?"
"I'll be honest, i haven't exactly tested how it works on your type of person."
"Yeah.... you seemed not to keen on the the idea"
"What is it that you want to do?"
"More i was nervous..."
He takes a deep breath, a wave of stagnent energy bursting forth an forming a bubble, which envelopes the tree xan is in. He feels weighed down by the amount of energy
"can i ask how so?"
He grunts a bit, seems to move is a sluggish way, well trying to move in any sort of way.
"Well, what if i do something wrong?"
"You ok? Anything feel weird?" Isaac asks, seeming to not be weighed down at all
"You never do that" he said and laid his head on the bar "Your perfect to me"
"YES." he yelled "STOP IT!!"
"I'm not to me..." He says, sitting down next to adder
"O-ok." He nods, the bubble shrinkings back into him
"You should be" He said and sat up
"Thank you" Xan huffed and fixed his clothing.
"Its hard to be like that though"
"So.... thats something i can do," He says with jazz hands
A tiny figure, about two feet tall, enters the inn. They have a strong yet pleasant odor of sweet herbs around them. They wear a grey coat and pants with a brown waistcoat underneath. A bandolier is strapped across their chest, holding small metal canisters with biohazard signs on them.
Behind them walks a towering figure smelling faintly of rot and ozone. Their body is absolutely massive and mostly covered by heavy copper armor, somewhat resembling a diver's suit combined with half-plate.
*ACK I HAVE THE PERFECT CHARACTER TO RP WITH THEM. HOLD ON*
*Forgot to mention, little guy is a Kobold.*
A tiny dragonborn-axolotl walks in beside, squeezing past them "Oops! sorry" they say as they bump into the towering figure. They smile, their ear frills glowing a bit.
"It's quite alright. It was our fault for blocking the doorway." The black and green kobold takes a closer look at the axolotl-dragonborn. "If you don't mind me asking, how did you get those beautiful frills? Were you born with them?"
"Yes" they said and smile again "My name is Oval Hartapool" they said "their on my tail and back as well"
"Wow! Do they make it easier to swim, or do they have another purpose?" He seems genuinely interested.
They shrug "Not really, i dont like swimming" they said and chuckled "I like playing soccer"
"I've never played soccer. I got very sick when I was young, so I was never strong enough to play sports."
"I can help you if you would like" they said
"I kinda gave up on physical activities a long time ago. I'm much better at mental stuff."
"Like what? Magic? My big brother is great at magic!"
*Sorry, had to do something.*
"Magic is one of the things I work with, but I specialize in diseases and occultism. You'd be surprised how close together the three can be."
Adder at the bar. 10 or 15 empty bottle of whiskey sat beside him. He smelled of alcohol and salt. He looked tired, maybe a little depressed. He seems to stare at a shot glass and talks to it as if it were alive. Beside him was a small ring box. He occasionally stares at it and mumbles "did i make the right choice for him?"
Xan is outside, sitting on a tree branch. He wore a pale black, long sleeved crop top, A long hot-pink jacket with fuzzy magenta in-lining, and long high waisted black jeans. A lit cigarette poked out of his mouth, thick black smoke blew out from his lips. He was sharpening his nails with a nail file while humming to himself.
Azazel comes up behind adder, hugging him from behind, "Howdy handsome" he says, smiling. After a second, he looks over at all the bottles, "Woah, thats a lot."
Isaac walks over to the tree, "Hey, can i try something?" He asks xan
"Hey!" he coughs suddenly "Hi." and smiled. "H-how are you?"
"what?" he asks and looks down.
"I'm doing good." Azazel says. "Did you start drinking after you ran off yesterday?" He asks, his head tilting a bit.
"I need you on the ground for it. It won't hurt." He smiles, before muttering, "Probably."
"Maybe" he said and messed with a bottle "Lets just say i feel like im hurting you by asking that"
"Now you see, i dont trust you when you say that"
"By asking to marry me?"
"I'll be honest, i haven't exactly tested how it works on your type of person."
"Yeah.... you seemed not to keen on the the idea"
"What is it that you want to do?"
"More i was nervous..."
He takes a deep breath, a wave of stagnent energy bursting forth an forming a bubble, which envelopes the tree xan is in. He feels weighed down by the amount of energy
"can i ask how so?"
He grunts a bit, seems to move is a sluggish way, well trying to move in any sort of way.
"Well, what if i do something wrong?"
"You ok? Anything feel weird?" Isaac asks, seeming to not be weighed down at all
"You never do that" he said and laid his head on the bar "Your perfect to me"
"YES." he yelled "STOP IT!!"
"I'm not to me..." He says, sitting down next to adder
"O-ok." He nods, the bubble shrinkings back into him
"You should be" He said and sat up
"Thank you" Xan huffed and fixed his clothing.
"Its hard to be like that though"
"So.... thats something i can do," He says with jazz hands
A tiny figure, about two feet tall, enters the inn. They have a strong yet pleasant odor of sweet herbs around them. They wear a grey coat and pants with a brown waistcoat underneath. A bandolier is strapped across their chest, holding small metal canisters with biohazard signs on them.
Behind them walks a towering figure smelling faintly of rot and ozone. Their body is absolutely massive and mostly covered by heavy copper armor, somewhat resembling a diver's suit combined with half-plate.
*ACK I HAVE THE PERFECT CHARACTER TO RP WITH THEM. HOLD ON*
*Forgot to mention, little guy is a Kobold.*
A tiny dragonborn-axolotl walks in beside, squeezing past them "Oops! sorry" they say as they bump into the towering figure. They smile, their ear frills glowing a bit.
"It's quite alright. It was our fault for blocking the doorway." The black and green kobold takes a closer look at the axolotl-dragonborn. "If you don't mind me asking, how did you get those beautiful frills? Were you born with them?"
"Yes" they said and smile again "My name is Oval Hartapool" they said "their on my tail and back as well"
"Wow! Do they make it easier to swim, or do they have another purpose?" He seems genuinely interested.
They shrug "Not really, i dont like swimming" they said and chuckled "I like playing soccer"
"I've never played soccer. I got very sick when I was young, so I was never strong enough to play sports."
"I can help you if you would like" they said
"I kinda gave up on physical activities a long time ago. I'm much better at mental stuff."
"Like what? Magic? My big brother is great at magic!"
*Sorry, had to do something.*
"Magic is one of the things I work with, but I specialize in diseases and occultism. You'd be surprised how close together the three can be."
"Interesting! would you like to meet Vega? He's nice, i promise!"
A tiny figure, about two feet tall, enters the inn. They have a strong yet pleasant odor of sweet herbs around them. They wear a grey coat and pants with a brown waistcoat underneath. A bandolier is strapped across their chest, holding small metal canisters with biohazard signs on them.
Behind them walks a towering figure smelling faintly of rot and ozone. Their body is absolutely massive and mostly covered by heavy copper armor, somewhat resembling a diver's suit combined with half-plate.
*ACK I HAVE THE PERFECT CHARACTER TO RP WITH THEM. HOLD ON*
*Forgot to mention, little guy is a Kobold.*
A tiny dragonborn-axolotl walks in beside, squeezing past them "Oops! sorry" they say as they bump into the towering figure. They smile, their ear frills glowing a bit.
"It's quite alright. It was our fault for blocking the doorway." The black and green kobold takes a closer look at the axolotl-dragonborn. "If you don't mind me asking, how did you get those beautiful frills? Were you born with them?"
"Yes" they said and smile again "My name is Oval Hartapool" they said "their on my tail and back as well"
"Wow! Do they make it easier to swim, or do they have another purpose?" He seems genuinely interested.
They shrug "Not really, i dont like swimming" they said and chuckled "I like playing soccer"
"I've never played soccer. I got very sick when I was young, so I was never strong enough to play sports."
"I can help you if you would like" they said
"I kinda gave up on physical activities a long time ago. I'm much better at mental stuff."
"Like what? Magic? My big brother is great at magic!"
*Sorry, had to do something.*
"Magic is one of the things I work with, but I specialize in diseases and occultism. You'd be surprised how close together the three can be."
"Interesting! would you like to meet Vega? He's nice, i promise!"
Adder at the bar. 10 or 15 empty bottle of whiskey sat beside him. He smelled of alcohol and salt. He looked tired, maybe a little depressed. He seems to stare at a shot glass and talks to it as if it were alive. Beside him was a small ring box. He occasionally stares at it and mumbles "did i make the right choice for him?"
Xan is outside, sitting on a tree branch. He wore a pale black, long sleeved crop top, A long hot-pink jacket with fuzzy magenta in-lining, and long high waisted black jeans. A lit cigarette poked out of his mouth, thick black smoke blew out from his lips. He was sharpening his nails with a nail file while humming to himself.
Azazel comes up behind adder, hugging him from behind, "Howdy handsome" he says, smiling. After a second, he looks over at all the bottles, "Woah, thats a lot."
Isaac walks over to the tree, "Hey, can i try something?" He asks xan
"Hey!" he coughs suddenly "Hi." and smiled. "H-how are you?"
"what?" he asks and looks down.
"I'm doing good." Azazel says. "Did you start drinking after you ran off yesterday?" He asks, his head tilting a bit.
"I need you on the ground for it. It won't hurt." He smiles, before muttering, "Probably."
"Maybe" he said and messed with a bottle "Lets just say i feel like im hurting you by asking that"
"Now you see, i dont trust you when you say that"
"By asking to marry me?"
"I'll be honest, i haven't exactly tested how it works on your type of person."
"Yeah.... you seemed not to keen on the the idea"
"What is it that you want to do?"
"More i was nervous..."
He takes a deep breath, a wave of stagnent energy bursting forth an forming a bubble, which envelopes the tree xan is in. He feels weighed down by the amount of energy
"can i ask how so?"
He grunts a bit, seems to move is a sluggish way, well trying to move in any sort of way.
"Well, what if i do something wrong?"
"You ok? Anything feel weird?" Isaac asks, seeming to not be weighed down at all
"You never do that" he said and laid his head on the bar "Your perfect to me"
"YES." he yelled "STOP IT!!"
"I'm not to me..." He says, sitting down next to adder
"O-ok." He nods, the bubble shrinkings back into him
"You should be" He said and sat up
"Thank you" Xan huffed and fixed his clothing.
"Its hard to be like that though"
"So.... thats something i can do," He says with jazz hands
*ack i had a test*
"I understand" he said
"its weird" Xan said and jumped down
"So... are you still sad?"
"A little, yeah." He nods, fidgeting a bit as xan jumps down,
A tiny figure, about two feet tall, enters the inn. They have a strong yet pleasant odor of sweet herbs around them. They wear a grey coat and pants with a brown waistcoat underneath. A bandolier is strapped across their chest, holding small metal canisters with biohazard signs on them.
Behind them walks a towering figure smelling faintly of rot and ozone. Their body is absolutely massive and mostly covered by heavy copper armor, somewhat resembling a diver's suit combined with half-plate.
*ACK I HAVE THE PERFECT CHARACTER TO RP WITH THEM. HOLD ON*
*Forgot to mention, little guy is a Kobold.*
A tiny dragonborn-axolotl walks in beside, squeezing past them "Oops! sorry" they say as they bump into the towering figure. They smile, their ear frills glowing a bit.
"It's quite alright. It was our fault for blocking the doorway." The black and green kobold takes a closer look at the axolotl-dragonborn. "If you don't mind me asking, how did you get those beautiful frills? Were you born with them?"
"Yes" they said and smile again "My name is Oval Hartapool" they said "their on my tail and back as well"
"Wow! Do they make it easier to swim, or do they have another purpose?" He seems genuinely interested.
They shrug "Not really, i dont like swimming" they said and chuckled "I like playing soccer"
"I've never played soccer. I got very sick when I was young, so I was never strong enough to play sports."
"I can help you if you would like" they said
"I kinda gave up on physical activities a long time ago. I'm much better at mental stuff."
"Like what? Magic? My big brother is great at magic!"
*Sorry, had to do something.*
"Magic is one of the things I work with, but I specialize in diseases and occultism. You'd be surprised how close together the three can be."
"Interesting! would you like to meet Vega? He's nice, i promise!"
Adder at the bar. 10 or 15 empty bottle of whiskey sat beside him. He smelled of alcohol and salt. He looked tired, maybe a little depressed. He seems to stare at a shot glass and talks to it as if it were alive. Beside him was a small ring box. He occasionally stares at it and mumbles "did i make the right choice for him?"
Xan is outside, sitting on a tree branch. He wore a pale black, long sleeved crop top, A long hot-pink jacket with fuzzy magenta in-lining, and long high waisted black jeans. A lit cigarette poked out of his mouth, thick black smoke blew out from his lips. He was sharpening his nails with a nail file while humming to himself.
Azazel comes up behind adder, hugging him from behind, "Howdy handsome" he says, smiling. After a second, he looks over at all the bottles, "Woah, thats a lot."
Isaac walks over to the tree, "Hey, can i try something?" He asks xan
"Hey!" he coughs suddenly "Hi." and smiled. "H-how are you?"
"what?" he asks and looks down.
"I'm doing good." Azazel says. "Did you start drinking after you ran off yesterday?" He asks, his head tilting a bit.
"I need you on the ground for it. It won't hurt." He smiles, before muttering, "Probably."
"Maybe" he said and messed with a bottle "Lets just say i feel like im hurting you by asking that"
"Now you see, i dont trust you when you say that"
"By asking to marry me?"
"I'll be honest, i haven't exactly tested how it works on your type of person."
"Yeah.... you seemed not to keen on the the idea"
"What is it that you want to do?"
"More i was nervous..."
He takes a deep breath, a wave of stagnent energy bursting forth an forming a bubble, which envelopes the tree xan is in. He feels weighed down by the amount of energy
"can i ask how so?"
He grunts a bit, seems to move is a sluggish way, well trying to move in any sort of way.
"Well, what if i do something wrong?"
"You ok? Anything feel weird?" Isaac asks, seeming to not be weighed down at all
"You never do that" he said and laid his head on the bar "Your perfect to me"
"YES." he yelled "STOP IT!!"
"I'm not to me..." He says, sitting down next to adder
"O-ok." He nods, the bubble shrinkings back into him
"You should be" He said and sat up
"Thank you" Xan huffed and fixed his clothing.
"Its hard to be like that though"
"So.... thats something i can do," He says with jazz hands
*ack i had a test*
"I understand" he said
"its weird" Xan said and jumped down
"So... are you still sad?"
"A little, yeah." He nods, fidgeting a bit as xan jumps down,
"nah, your here so im now immune to being sad" he said and smiled a bit.
"is that all?" he asked, stomping out his cigarette
A tiny figure, about two feet tall, enters the inn. They have a strong yet pleasant odor of sweet herbs around them. They wear a grey coat and pants with a brown waistcoat underneath. A bandolier is strapped across their chest, holding small metal canisters with biohazard signs on them.
Behind them walks a towering figure smelling faintly of rot and ozone. Their body is absolutely massive and mostly covered by heavy copper armor, somewhat resembling a diver's suit combined with half-plate.
*ACK I HAVE THE PERFECT CHARACTER TO RP WITH THEM. HOLD ON*
*Forgot to mention, little guy is a Kobold.*
A tiny dragonborn-axolotl walks in beside, squeezing past them "Oops! sorry" they say as they bump into the towering figure. They smile, their ear frills glowing a bit.
"It's quite alright. It was our fault for blocking the doorway." The black and green kobold takes a closer look at the axolotl-dragonborn. "If you don't mind me asking, how did you get those beautiful frills? Were you born with them?"
"Yes" they said and smile again "My name is Oval Hartapool" they said "their on my tail and back as well"
"Wow! Do they make it easier to swim, or do they have another purpose?" He seems genuinely interested.
They shrug "Not really, i dont like swimming" they said and chuckled "I like playing soccer"
"I've never played soccer. I got very sick when I was young, so I was never strong enough to play sports."
"I can help you if you would like" they said
"I kinda gave up on physical activities a long time ago. I'm much better at mental stuff."
"Like what? Magic? My big brother is great at magic!"
*Sorry, had to do something.*
"Magic is one of the things I work with, but I specialize in diseases and occultism. You'd be surprised how close together the three can be."
"Interesting! would you like to meet Vega? He's nice, i promise!"
"Um, sure! Is he like you?"
"He is big, very big and no he is not like me!"
"Okay. Mind if I bring my entourage?" He gestures toward his monster.
Adder at the bar. 10 or 15 empty bottle of whiskey sat beside him. He smelled of alcohol and salt. He looked tired, maybe a little depressed. He seems to stare at a shot glass and talks to it as if it were alive. Beside him was a small ring box. He occasionally stares at it and mumbles "did i make the right choice for him?"
Xan is outside, sitting on a tree branch. He wore a pale black, long sleeved crop top, A long hot-pink jacket with fuzzy magenta in-lining, and long high waisted black jeans. A lit cigarette poked out of his mouth, thick black smoke blew out from his lips. He was sharpening his nails with a nail file while humming to himself.
Azazel comes up behind adder, hugging him from behind, "Howdy handsome" he says, smiling. After a second, he looks over at all the bottles, "Woah, thats a lot."
Isaac walks over to the tree, "Hey, can i try something?" He asks xan
"Hey!" he coughs suddenly "Hi." and smiled. "H-how are you?"
"what?" he asks and looks down.
"I'm doing good." Azazel says. "Did you start drinking after you ran off yesterday?" He asks, his head tilting a bit.
"I need you on the ground for it. It won't hurt." He smiles, before muttering, "Probably."
"Maybe" he said and messed with a bottle "Lets just say i feel like im hurting you by asking that"
"Now you see, i dont trust you when you say that"
"By asking to marry me?"
"I'll be honest, i haven't exactly tested how it works on your type of person."
"Yeah.... you seemed not to keen on the the idea"
"What is it that you want to do?"
"More i was nervous..."
He takes a deep breath, a wave of stagnent energy bursting forth an forming a bubble, which envelopes the tree xan is in. He feels weighed down by the amount of energy
"can i ask how so?"
He grunts a bit, seems to move is a sluggish way, well trying to move in any sort of way.
"Well, what if i do something wrong?"
"You ok? Anything feel weird?" Isaac asks, seeming to not be weighed down at all
"You never do that" he said and laid his head on the bar "Your perfect to me"
"YES." he yelled "STOP IT!!"
"I'm not to me..." He says, sitting down next to adder
"O-ok." He nods, the bubble shrinkings back into him
"You should be" He said and sat up
"Thank you" Xan huffed and fixed his clothing.
"Its hard to be like that though"
"So.... thats something i can do," He says with jazz hands
*ack i had a test*
"I understand" he said
"its weird" Xan said and jumped down
"So... are you still sad?"
"A little, yeah." He nods, fidgeting a bit as xan jumps down,
"nah, your here so im now immune to being sad" he said and smiled a bit.
"is that all?" he asked, stomping out his cigarette
Azazel smiles, "Good, because i can't be sad around you either."
'Well, theres more i can do. But those could actually hurt you."
A tiny figure, about two feet tall, enters the inn. They have a strong yet pleasant odor of sweet herbs around them. They wear a grey coat and pants with a brown waistcoat underneath. A bandolier is strapped across their chest, holding small metal canisters with biohazard signs on them.
Behind them walks a towering figure smelling faintly of rot and ozone. Their body is absolutely massive and mostly covered by heavy copper armor, somewhat resembling a diver's suit combined with half-plate.
*ACK I HAVE THE PERFECT CHARACTER TO RP WITH THEM. HOLD ON*
*Forgot to mention, little guy is a Kobold.*
A tiny dragonborn-axolotl walks in beside, squeezing past them "Oops! sorry" they say as they bump into the towering figure. They smile, their ear frills glowing a bit.
"It's quite alright. It was our fault for blocking the doorway." The black and green kobold takes a closer look at the axolotl-dragonborn. "If you don't mind me asking, how did you get those beautiful frills? Were you born with them?"
"Yes" they said and smile again "My name is Oval Hartapool" they said "their on my tail and back as well"
"Wow! Do they make it easier to swim, or do they have another purpose?" He seems genuinely interested.
They shrug "Not really, i dont like swimming" they said and chuckled "I like playing soccer"
"I've never played soccer. I got very sick when I was young, so I was never strong enough to play sports."
"I can help you if you would like" they said
"I kinda gave up on physical activities a long time ago. I'm much better at mental stuff."
"Like what? Magic? My big brother is great at magic!"
*Sorry, had to do something.*
"Magic is one of the things I work with, but I specialize in diseases and occultism. You'd be surprised how close together the three can be."
"Interesting! would you like to meet Vega? He's nice, i promise!"
"Um, sure! Is he like you?"
"He is big, very big and no he is not like me!"
"Okay. Mind if I bring my entourage?" He gestures toward his monster.
"sure!" oval said with a grin "He just as big as Vega!"
Adder at the bar. 10 or 15 empty bottle of whiskey sat beside him. He smelled of alcohol and salt. He looked tired, maybe a little depressed. He seems to stare at a shot glass and talks to it as if it were alive. Beside him was a small ring box. He occasionally stares at it and mumbles "did i make the right choice for him?"
Xan is outside, sitting on a tree branch. He wore a pale black, long sleeved crop top, A long hot-pink jacket with fuzzy magenta in-lining, and long high waisted black jeans. A lit cigarette poked out of his mouth, thick black smoke blew out from his lips. He was sharpening his nails with a nail file while humming to himself.
Azazel comes up behind adder, hugging him from behind, "Howdy handsome" he says, smiling. After a second, he looks over at all the bottles, "Woah, thats a lot."
Isaac walks over to the tree, "Hey, can i try something?" He asks xan
"Hey!" he coughs suddenly "Hi." and smiled. "H-how are you?"
"what?" he asks and looks down.
"I'm doing good." Azazel says. "Did you start drinking after you ran off yesterday?" He asks, his head tilting a bit.
"I need you on the ground for it. It won't hurt." He smiles, before muttering, "Probably."
"Maybe" he said and messed with a bottle "Lets just say i feel like im hurting you by asking that"
"Now you see, i dont trust you when you say that"
"By asking to marry me?"
"I'll be honest, i haven't exactly tested how it works on your type of person."
"Yeah.... you seemed not to keen on the the idea"
"What is it that you want to do?"
"More i was nervous..."
He takes a deep breath, a wave of stagnent energy bursting forth an forming a bubble, which envelopes the tree xan is in. He feels weighed down by the amount of energy
"can i ask how so?"
He grunts a bit, seems to move is a sluggish way, well trying to move in any sort of way.
"Well, what if i do something wrong?"
"You ok? Anything feel weird?" Isaac asks, seeming to not be weighed down at all
"You never do that" he said and laid his head on the bar "Your perfect to me"
"YES." he yelled "STOP IT!!"
"I'm not to me..." He says, sitting down next to adder
"O-ok." He nods, the bubble shrinkings back into him
"You should be" He said and sat up
"Thank you" Xan huffed and fixed his clothing.
"Its hard to be like that though"
"So.... thats something i can do," He says with jazz hands
*ack i had a test*
"I understand" he said
"its weird" Xan said and jumped down
"So... are you still sad?"
"A little, yeah." He nods, fidgeting a bit as xan jumps down,
"nah, your here so im now immune to being sad" he said and smiled a bit.
"is that all?" he asked, stomping out his cigarette
Azazel smiles, "Good, because i can't be sad around you either."
'Well, theres more i can do. But those could actually hurt you."
"I'm not to me..." He says, sitting down next to adder
"O-ok." He nods, the bubble shrinkings back into him
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"You should be" He said and sat up
"Thank you" Xan huffed and fixed his clothing.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*swhuiswdgwgdydeygdubdugwhhsbjhbd*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Its hard to be like that though"
"So.... thats something i can do," He says with jazz hands
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
*Sorry, had to do something.*
"Magic is one of the things I work with, but I specialize in diseases and occultism. You'd be surprised how close together the three can be."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*EH, imma re-activate vega :3*
Vega is sitting in the main room, a couple rocks floating in a spiral
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
*ack i had a test*
"I understand" he said
"its weird" Xan said and jumped down
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Interesting! would you like to meet Vega? He's nice, i promise!"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Oval runs over and hugs his leg "Im back from homeland!!"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Um, sure! Is he like you?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"So... are you still sad?"
"A little, yeah." He nods, fidgeting a bit as xan jumps down,
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"He is big, very big and no he is not like me!"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"nah, your here so im now immune to being sad" he said and smiled a bit.
"is that all?" he asked, stomping out his cigarette
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Okay. Mind if I bring my entourage?" He gestures toward his monster.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Welcome back," He smiles, patting her head
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
Azazel smiles, "Good, because i can't be sad around you either."
'Well, theres more i can do. But those could actually hurt you."
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"Mama says hi, she wants to know how your doing" They said and sat at the table, pulling out a small leather pouch
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"sure!" oval said with a grin "He just as big as Vega!"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Adder chuckles a bit "I love you azazel"
"Mn, and why are you not hurting me?"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Tell her i said hi aswell and that i'm doing good." He says
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND