He follows, standing back to his full height, “Making something with you, it’s a good feeling.” He says, his mind entirely innocent.
He cackles at that, standing from the couch, “Hungry?”
“I’m a Druid actually, I’m good at fire magic.” He says, holding out his staff to show them the gem.
"I agree. And they'll be used for a good cause." her own mind follows the same train of thought
"Actually, yeah. Whatcha thinking of making?"
He whistles at the gem. "That's a beauty, like yerself. I dabble in overall magic, but just enough to keep myself fed, alive, and the occasional portal to wherever."
“Well, I don’t have much else to do today, so unless you would like to do something with me, I’ll likely simply be working out.”
“How about I make you some carrot waffles?” He asks, putting his apron on.
He bristles at the unexpected compliment, looking up at them, pulling the staff back, “I’m not good at anything other than fire, you’re probably better than me.”
*So it turns out that, according to the Lemegeton Clavicula Salomonis, each of its 72 demons are bound to a specific 6-day interval of the year and if you were born in that interval, that’s your demon, like some kind of oversized, blasphemous zodiac.*
*Mine is just a snake with a doctorate.*
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
Theren is in an illegal sparring ring. He is fighting a rather tough opponent, his knuckles coated in his opponent's blood.
Leo is protecting a small town where bandits are raiding. He uses ball peen hammers coated in fire as weapons.
-new character-
Walking down the market street is a young man with a guitar over his back. He wears a simple black hoodie, blue jeans, and scuffed sneakers. He has short, fluffy black hair, sharp green eyes, and lightly tanned skin.
*Meet my new bard, everyone! He has a curse attached to him that makes everyone forget him after each day, but they remember him slightly, like something out of a dream. Faint whispers of his music or smudges of what he looks like*
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This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
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*Cut for Salem. Okay, I won’t, pinky promise.*
“Might be because of the dragon ash.” He says, admiring it as well, “And your help.” He gives them a little kiss, “Thank you again.”
He grins back up at her, “I’m practically just as strong as I was in my prime, I’ve got all the energy in the world, dear.”
He nods, crunching on the bacon, “This is good, thanks.”
“Things burned by dragons end up as special ash, any ash is good for plans from what I remember.”
“Why can we start today? I am ready to go, I’ve got endurance, you know that~” He says jokingly.
“Evan, nice to meet you too.”
*Cut for Salem.*
He follows, standing back to his full height, “Making something with you, it’s a good feeling.” He says, his mind entirely innocent.
He cackles at that, standing from the couch, “Hungry?”
“I’m a Druid actually, I’m good at fire magic.” He says, holding out his staff to show them the gem.
“Well, I don’t have much else to do today, so unless you would like to do something with me, I’ll likely simply be working out.”
“How about I make you some carrot waffles?” He asks, putting his apron on.
He bristles at the unexpected compliment, looking up at them, pulling the staff back, “I’m not good at anything other than fire, you’re probably better than me.”
*So it turns out that, according to the Lemegeton Clavicula Salomonis, each of its 72 demons are bound to a specific 6-day interval of the year and if you were born in that interval, that’s your demon, like some kind of oversized, blasphemous zodiac.*
*Mine is just a snake with a doctorate.*
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*Good morning y'all.*
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
*hiya!*
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*Good morning loves, turns out I haven’t died yetZO
*glad to hear it. how are you?*
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*Im doing fine enough, and you my husband?*
*pretty decent. Got a job interview today.*
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*Hope it goes as well as you want it to. Wanna rp?*
*without question*
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*good morning y'all*
Theren is in an illegal sparring ring. He is fighting a rather tough opponent, his knuckles coated in his opponent's blood.
Leo is protecting a small town where bandits are raiding. He uses ball peen hammers coated in fire as weapons.
-new character-
Walking down the market street is a young man with a guitar over his back. He wears a simple black hoodie, blue jeans, and scuffed sneakers. He has short, fluffy black hair, sharp green eyes, and lightly tanned skin.
*Meet my new bard, everyone! He has a curse attached to him that makes everyone forget him after each day, but they remember him slightly, like something out of a dream. Faint whispers of his music or smudges of what he looks like*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.