Wesker is setting up what appears to be a still outside, along with some equipment that his monster was carrying. He seems to be feeding the dead deer into it.
Wesker is setting up what appears to be a still outside, along with some equipment that his monster was carrying. He seems to be feeding the dead deer into it.
"WOAH! CRIME! DO YOU EVEN HAVE A LICENSE?"
"It's for research purposes. I'm a doctor."
"You still need a license." They pull out a piece of paper, "Are you brewing alcoholic compounds or magical?"
Wesker is setting up what appears to be a still outside, along with some equipment that his monster was carrying. He seems to be feeding the dead deer into it.
"WOAH! CRIME! DO YOU EVEN HAVE A LICENSE?"
"It's for research purposes. I'm a doctor."
"You still need a license." They pull out a piece of paper, "Are you brewing alcoholic compounds or magical?"
Wesker is setting up what appears to be a still outside, along with some equipment that his monster was carrying. He seems to be feeding the dead deer into it.
"WOAH! CRIME! DO YOU EVEN HAVE A LICENSE?"
"It's for research purposes. I'm a doctor."
"You still need a license." They pull out a piece of paper, "Are you brewing alcoholic compounds or magical?"
"Neither. Chemical."
They jot something down, "Dangerous, clinical, or benign?"
Wesker is setting up what appears to be a still outside, along with some equipment that his monster was carrying. He seems to be feeding the dead deer into it.
"WOAH! CRIME! DO YOU EVEN HAVE A LICENSE?"
"It's for research purposes. I'm a doctor."
"You still need a license." They pull out a piece of paper, "Are you brewing alcoholic compounds or magical?"
"Neither. Chemical."
They jot something down, "Dangerous, clinical, or benign?"
Wesker is setting up what appears to be a still outside, along with some equipment that his monster was carrying. He seems to be feeding the dead deer into it.
"WOAH! CRIME! DO YOU EVEN HAVE A LICENSE?"
"It's for research purposes. I'm a doctor."
"You still need a license." They pull out a piece of paper, "Are you brewing alcoholic compounds or magical?"
"Neither. Chemical."
They jot something down, "Dangerous, clinical, or benign?"
"No idea. Hopefully all three."
They begin furiously scribbling, "Will you be selling this compound?"
Xan was lying on the floor in the basement. He was badly beaten and bloody. Black blood stained his silken clothes. His golden eyes seemed distant as he stared at the stone floor, tracing circles in his blood. The remains of dried tears stained his cheeks. He seemed to be singing a quiet song, his voice beautiful like a god own voice. Tears seem to form again, pouring from his eyes, clear like crystal. He stood up and walked upstairs, limping, and wincing at his muscles working together to move him.
Oval is dancing outside. They seem to have a weird contraption that plays plastic discs. An upbeat song played while the axolotl-dragonborn danced around. They wore a simple long-sleeved, monk-like, shirt and brown pants. They sang along with the song.
“Well, the years start coming and they don’t stop coming! Fed to the wolves and I hit the ground running! Didn’t make sense not to live for fun. Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb. So much to do, so much to see, so what’s wrong with taking the back streets? You’ll never know if you don’t go. You’ll never shine if you don’t glow! HEY NOW! YOU’RE AN ALL STAR! GET YOUR GAME ON, GO PLAY! HEY NOW! YOU’RE A ROCK STAR! GET THE SHOW ON, GET PAYED! ALL THAT GLITTERS IS GOOOOOLD!!!”
Adder is downstairs. He is reading on the couch with a big fluffy blanket on him. The books title is blurred if anyone tries to look at. On the table beside him is a cup of tea. His arms and hands that hold the book seem to wrapped in thick bandages. He doesn’t seem to move them unless he must move a book page. Two small cats run around him. One is a large golden tabby with bright green eyes and soft fur. The other one is a small, babyish, kitten with ash grey fur and bright blue eyes. They seem to tussle with each other occasionally, playing fighting.
Adder looks over at the cats and chuckles “Mouse, Tiger. Stop yer fighting mates” he said as both cats looked up at their names and jumped on his stomach, curling up with him.
*Hi lawrence! :D*
The chimera gently grabs xan's shoulder, "You are injured...." It says, tail flicking eratically
Vega watches oval dance, nodding along to the beat of the song with a smile on his face. He could see his breath in the air, looked like winter was coming
*HOLA MY BOI*
"Ill be fine" he said, moving out of his hand.
"Its cold here!" she says, pausing the music.
"I don't care if you think that." The chimera says, following him, "Atleast get some medical help, like bandages or something."
"Yep, frost season is settling in." He nods, walking over
"ill. be. fine" He says and walks upstairs.
"Do you get cold?" they ask
Theres a pause, and then the chimera grabs him again, a surge of energy being shoved into xan semi forcefully, causing wounds to knit themselves together
Cure wounds: 30
"Well, i can feel the cold, but i am not affected by it like you would be."
"LET GO OF ME!!" he swings his hand at him (Hit: 14 Damage: 2)
"Hm" she said "You wanna go an adventure with me and Alric?"
The chimera lets himself get hit, "No. You are the only creature i've met that i've felt any form of positive emotion to."
"An adventure? Where are the two of you heading?"
He snarls "Like i could care that your stitched up pieces are in bunch just because you care right now." he says "Everyone who said that exact line to me gets hurt"
"Mountains!"
"Yeah yeah, sob story. Don't mistake this for pity, if i felt the urge, i would bite your head off. THat may be the mantis dna talking." He says, "I get hurt, so what? I just heal from it like i've done from every one of the thousands of adventurers that tried to kill me."
"Hm.... Do you mean Alric's home?"
*Gonna need you to make a Perception check* "Well guess what, i dont need it or you!" he snarls, moving himself away from the chimera.
Wesker is setting up what appears to be a still outside, along with some equipment that his monster was carrying. He seems to be feeding the dead deer into it.
"WOAH! CRIME! DO YOU EVEN HAVE A LICENSE?"
"It's for research purposes. I'm a doctor."
"You still need a license." They pull out a piece of paper, "Are you brewing alcoholic compounds or magical?"
"Neither. Chemical."
They jot something down, "Dangerous, clinical, or benign?"
"No idea. Hopefully all three."
They begin furiously scribbling, "Will you be selling this compound?"
"No idea. If you want some, you're gonna have to wait until I know what I'm gonna distill from this."
"No idea. If you want some, you're gonna have to wait until I know what I'm gonna distill from this."
"Cool." They finish and hand over the paper, "Sign on the dotted line." It's just a drawing of a cat saying 'I really don't care as long as you aren't hurting anyone, lol.' there is a dotted line but it does a loop-de-loop in the middle
Xan was lying on the floor in the basement. He was badly beaten and bloody. Black blood stained his silken clothes. His golden eyes seemed distant as he stared at the stone floor, tracing circles in his blood. The remains of dried tears stained his cheeks. He seemed to be singing a quiet song, his voice beautiful like a god own voice. Tears seem to form again, pouring from his eyes, clear like crystal. He stood up and walked upstairs, limping, and wincing at his muscles working together to move him.
Oval is dancing outside. They seem to have a weird contraption that plays plastic discs. An upbeat song played while the axolotl-dragonborn danced around. They wore a simple long-sleeved, monk-like, shirt and brown pants. They sang along with the song.
“Well, the years start coming and they don’t stop coming! Fed to the wolves and I hit the ground running! Didn’t make sense not to live for fun. Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb. So much to do, so much to see, so what’s wrong with taking the back streets? You’ll never know if you don’t go. You’ll never shine if you don’t glow! HEY NOW! YOU’RE AN ALL STAR! GET YOUR GAME ON, GO PLAY! HEY NOW! YOU’RE A ROCK STAR! GET THE SHOW ON, GET PAYED! ALL THAT GLITTERS IS GOOOOOLD!!!”
Adder is downstairs. He is reading on the couch with a big fluffy blanket on him. The books title is blurred if anyone tries to look at. On the table beside him is a cup of tea. His arms and hands that hold the book seem to wrapped in thick bandages. He doesn’t seem to move them unless he must move a book page. Two small cats run around him. One is a large golden tabby with bright green eyes and soft fur. The other one is a small, babyish, kitten with ash grey fur and bright blue eyes. They seem to tussle with each other occasionally, playing fighting.
Adder looks over at the cats and chuckles “Mouse, Tiger. Stop yer fighting mates” he said as both cats looked up at their names and jumped on his stomach, curling up with him.
*Hi lawrence! :D*
The chimera gently grabs xan's shoulder, "You are injured...." It says, tail flicking eratically
Vega watches oval dance, nodding along to the beat of the song with a smile on his face. He could see his breath in the air, looked like winter was coming
*HOLA MY BOI*
"Ill be fine" he said, moving out of his hand.
"Its cold here!" she says, pausing the music.
"I don't care if you think that." The chimera says, following him, "Atleast get some medical help, like bandages or something."
"Yep, frost season is settling in." He nods, walking over
"ill. be. fine" He says and walks upstairs.
"Do you get cold?" they ask
Theres a pause, and then the chimera grabs him again, a surge of energy being shoved into xan semi forcefully, causing wounds to knit themselves together
Cure wounds: 30
"Well, i can feel the cold, but i am not affected by it like you would be."
"LET GO OF ME!!" he swings his hand at him (Hit: 14 Damage: 2)
"Hm" she said "You wanna go an adventure with me and Alric?"
The chimera lets himself get hit, "No. You are the only creature i've met that i've felt any form of positive emotion to."
"An adventure? Where are the two of you heading?"
He snarls "Like i could care that your stitched up pieces are in bunch just because you care right now." he says "Everyone who said that exact line to me gets hurt"
"Mountains!"
"Yeah yeah, sob story. Don't mistake this for pity, if i felt the urge, i would bite your head off. THat may be the mantis dna talking." He says, "I get hurt, so what? I just heal from it like i've done from every one of the thousands of adventurers that tried to kill me."
"Hm.... Do you mean Alric's home?"
*Gonna need you to make a Perception check* "Well guess what, i dont need it or you!" he snarls, moving himself away from the chimera.
"Yes!"
12
"Hm..... are you sure you want to go there?"
You can see a blade in his hands. A sense that he might use it against you could be forming.
"No idea. If you want some, you're gonna have to wait until I know what I'm gonna distill from this."
"Cool." They finish and hand over the paper, "Sign on the dotted line." It's just a drawing of a cat saying 'I really don't care as long as you aren't hurting anyone, lol.' there is a dotted line but it does a loop-de-loop in the middle
"No idea. If you want some, you're gonna have to wait until I know what I'm gonna distill from this."
"Cool." They finish and hand over the paper, "Sign on the dotted line." It's just a drawing of a cat saying 'I really don't care as long as you aren't hurting anyone, lol.' there is a dotted line but it does a loop-de-loop in the middle
"And... what exactly is this?"
*See Invisibility*
The cat is suddenly holding a knife that reads, 'So you don't trust me? sad...'
"It's a paper showing that I'm okay with you doing this in case I change my mind later."
"No idea. If you want some, you're gonna have to wait until I know what I'm gonna distill from this."
"Cool." They finish and hand over the paper, "Sign on the dotted line." It's just a drawing of a cat saying 'I really don't care as long as you aren't hurting anyone, lol.' there is a dotted line but it does a loop-de-loop in the middle
"And... what exactly is this?"
*See Invisibility*
The cat is suddenly holding a knife that reads, 'So you don't trust me? sad...'
"It's a paper showing that I'm okay with you doing this in case I change my mind later."
"No idea. If you want some, you're gonna have to wait until I know what I'm gonna distill from this."
"Cool." They finish and hand over the paper, "Sign on the dotted line." It's just a drawing of a cat saying 'I really don't care as long as you aren't hurting anyone, lol.' there is a dotted line but it does a loop-de-loop in the middle
"And... what exactly is this?"
*See Invisibility*
The cat is suddenly holding a knife that reads, 'So you don't trust me? sad...'
"It's a paper showing that I'm okay with you doing this in case I change my mind later."
"Aright..."
He signs it "Wesker Lampkin"
The paper gets snatched, "AWESOME, NO TAKSIE BACKSIES!" they yell as they rush inside giggling like a maniac
Xan was lying on the floor in the basement. He was badly beaten and bloody. Black blood stained his silken clothes. His golden eyes seemed distant as he stared at the stone floor, tracing circles in his blood. The remains of dried tears stained his cheeks. He seemed to be singing a quiet song, his voice beautiful like a god own voice. Tears seem to form again, pouring from his eyes, clear like crystal. He stood up and walked upstairs, limping, and wincing at his muscles working together to move him.
Oval is dancing outside. They seem to have a weird contraption that plays plastic discs. An upbeat song played while the axolotl-dragonborn danced around. They wore a simple long-sleeved, monk-like, shirt and brown pants. They sang along with the song.
“Well, the years start coming and they don’t stop coming! Fed to the wolves and I hit the ground running! Didn’t make sense not to live for fun. Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb. So much to do, so much to see, so what’s wrong with taking the back streets? You’ll never know if you don’t go. You’ll never shine if you don’t glow! HEY NOW! YOU’RE AN ALL STAR! GET YOUR GAME ON, GO PLAY! HEY NOW! YOU’RE A ROCK STAR! GET THE SHOW ON, GET PAYED! ALL THAT GLITTERS IS GOOOOOLD!!!”
Adder is downstairs. He is reading on the couch with a big fluffy blanket on him. The books title is blurred if anyone tries to look at. On the table beside him is a cup of tea. His arms and hands that hold the book seem to wrapped in thick bandages. He doesn’t seem to move them unless he must move a book page. Two small cats run around him. One is a large golden tabby with bright green eyes and soft fur. The other one is a small, babyish, kitten with ash grey fur and bright blue eyes. They seem to tussle with each other occasionally, playing fighting.
Adder looks over at the cats and chuckles “Mouse, Tiger. Stop yer fighting mates” he said as both cats looked up at their names and jumped on his stomach, curling up with him.
*Hi lawrence! :D*
The chimera gently grabs xan's shoulder, "You are injured...." It says, tail flicking eratically
Vega watches oval dance, nodding along to the beat of the song with a smile on his face. He could see his breath in the air, looked like winter was coming
*HOLA MY BOI*
"Ill be fine" he said, moving out of his hand.
"Its cold here!" she says, pausing the music.
"I don't care if you think that." The chimera says, following him, "Atleast get some medical help, like bandages or something."
"Yep, frost season is settling in." He nods, walking over
"ill. be. fine" He says and walks upstairs.
"Do you get cold?" they ask
Theres a pause, and then the chimera grabs him again, a surge of energy being shoved into xan semi forcefully, causing wounds to knit themselves together
Cure wounds: 30
"Well, i can feel the cold, but i am not affected by it like you would be."
"LET GO OF ME!!" he swings his hand at him (Hit: 14 Damage: 2)
"Hm" she said "You wanna go an adventure with me and Alric?"
The chimera lets himself get hit, "No. You are the only creature i've met that i've felt any form of positive emotion to."
"An adventure? Where are the two of you heading?"
He snarls "Like i could care that your stitched up pieces are in bunch just because you care right now." he says "Everyone who said that exact line to me gets hurt"
"Mountains!"
"Yeah yeah, sob story. Don't mistake this for pity, if i felt the urge, i would bite your head off. THat may be the mantis dna talking." He says, "I get hurt, so what? I just heal from it like i've done from every one of the thousands of adventurers that tried to kill me."
"Hm.... Do you mean Alric's home?"
*Gonna need you to make a Perception check* "Well guess what, i dont need it or you!" he snarls, moving himself away from the chimera.
"Yes!"
12
"Hm..... are you sure you want to go there?"
You can see a blade in his hands. A sense that he might use it against you could be forming.
"I can help!" they said with a grin
The chimera keeps following
He sighs, "Can i show you what we'd be up against"
Xan was lying on the floor in the basement. He was badly beaten and bloody. Black blood stained his silken clothes. His golden eyes seemed distant as he stared at the stone floor, tracing circles in his blood. The remains of dried tears stained his cheeks. He seemed to be singing a quiet song, his voice beautiful like a god own voice. Tears seem to form again, pouring from his eyes, clear like crystal. He stood up and walked upstairs, limping, and wincing at his muscles working together to move him.
Oval is dancing outside. They seem to have a weird contraption that plays plastic discs. An upbeat song played while the axolotl-dragonborn danced around. They wore a simple long-sleeved, monk-like, shirt and brown pants. They sang along with the song.
“Well, the years start coming and they don’t stop coming! Fed to the wolves and I hit the ground running! Didn’t make sense not to live for fun. Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb. So much to do, so much to see, so what’s wrong with taking the back streets? You’ll never know if you don’t go. You’ll never shine if you don’t glow! HEY NOW! YOU’RE AN ALL STAR! GET YOUR GAME ON, GO PLAY! HEY NOW! YOU’RE A ROCK STAR! GET THE SHOW ON, GET PAYED! ALL THAT GLITTERS IS GOOOOOLD!!!”
Adder is downstairs. He is reading on the couch with a big fluffy blanket on him. The books title is blurred if anyone tries to look at. On the table beside him is a cup of tea. His arms and hands that hold the book seem to wrapped in thick bandages. He doesn’t seem to move them unless he must move a book page. Two small cats run around him. One is a large golden tabby with bright green eyes and soft fur. The other one is a small, babyish, kitten with ash grey fur and bright blue eyes. They seem to tussle with each other occasionally, playing fighting.
Adder looks over at the cats and chuckles “Mouse, Tiger. Stop yer fighting mates” he said as both cats looked up at their names and jumped on his stomach, curling up with him.
*Hi lawrence! :D*
The chimera gently grabs xan's shoulder, "You are injured...." It says, tail flicking eratically
Vega watches oval dance, nodding along to the beat of the song with a smile on his face. He could see his breath in the air, looked like winter was coming
*HOLA MY BOI*
"Ill be fine" he said, moving out of his hand.
"Its cold here!" she says, pausing the music.
"I don't care if you think that." The chimera says, following him, "Atleast get some medical help, like bandages or something."
"Yep, frost season is settling in." He nods, walking over
"ill. be. fine" He says and walks upstairs.
"Do you get cold?" they ask
Theres a pause, and then the chimera grabs him again, a surge of energy being shoved into xan semi forcefully, causing wounds to knit themselves together
Cure wounds: 30
"Well, i can feel the cold, but i am not affected by it like you would be."
"LET GO OF ME!!" he swings his hand at him (Hit: 14 Damage: 2)
"Hm" she said "You wanna go an adventure with me and Alric?"
The chimera lets himself get hit, "No. You are the only creature i've met that i've felt any form of positive emotion to."
"An adventure? Where are the two of you heading?"
He snarls "Like i could care that your stitched up pieces are in bunch just because you care right now." he says "Everyone who said that exact line to me gets hurt"
"Mountains!"
"Yeah yeah, sob story. Don't mistake this for pity, if i felt the urge, i would bite your head off. THat may be the mantis dna talking." He says, "I get hurt, so what? I just heal from it like i've done from every one of the thousands of adventurers that tried to kill me."
"Hm.... Do you mean Alric's home?"
*Gonna need you to make a Perception check* "Well guess what, i dont need it or you!" he snarls, moving himself away from the chimera.
"Yes!"
12
"Hm..... are you sure you want to go there?"
You can see a blade in his hands. A sense that he might use it against you could be forming.
"I can help!" they said with a grin
The chimera keeps following
He sighs, "Can i show you what we'd be up against"
"It's for research purposes. I'm a doctor."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"You still need a license." They pull out a piece of paper, "Are you brewing alcoholic compounds or magical?"
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"Neither. Chemical."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
They jot something down, "Dangerous, clinical, or benign?"
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"No idea. Hopefully all three."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
They begin furiously scribbling, "Will you be selling this compound?"
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"Hm..... are you sure you want to go there?"
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"No idea. If you want some, you're gonna have to wait until I know what I'm gonna distill from this."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Cool." They finish and hand over the paper, "Sign on the dotted line." It's just a drawing of a cat saying 'I really don't care as long as you aren't hurting anyone, lol.' there is a dotted line but it does a loop-de-loop in the middle
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
You can see a blade in his hands. A sense that he might use it against you could be forming.
"I can help!" they said with a grin
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
"And... what exactly is this?"
*See Invisibility*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
The cat is suddenly holding a knife that reads, 'So you don't trust me? sad...'
"It's a paper showing that I'm okay with you doing this in case I change my mind later."
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"Aright..."
He signs it "Wesker Lampkin"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
The paper gets snatched, "AWESOME, NO TAKSIE BACKSIES!" they yell as they rush inside giggling like a maniac
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The chimera keeps following
He sighs, "Can i show you what we'd be up against"
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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
Wesker has now reduced the entire deer to a thick, grey paste, which he places in a small jar.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He slashes at them (Hit: 29 Damage: 10)
"....Ok?"
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
There is movement by the edge of the treeline.
"Nope."
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She narrows her eyes and sends one of her dogs that way to investigate
"Ok.. how about werewolves?"
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
Theren ghost shimmers into view slightly. His ghost pats the dogs head and smiles as he watches Thorin.
"Nope. Its concealed by magic."
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