"And you have my word that you'll be treated like the queen you are." he says, drifting into a slumber.
"Just call me Theren." he says kindly
She lets them, shaking her head and muttering to herself, "I'm no queen." She takes their cup of tea and bowl of soup, washing the dishes.
"Okay... thank you Theren, sir." He says with a beaming smile.
Festus huffs at that, opening his metal jaws as a rudimentary voice comes out, sounding staticky and fake. "That boy cares for you much. You are a queen, a goddess even in his eyes. But he worries about you. He has prophetic dreams, glimpses into a future that could be. It'd be wise to listen to him."
Theren gently pats their back, his scarred face smiling gently
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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.
Festus huffs at that, opening his metal jaws as a rudimentary voice comes out, sounding staticky and fake. "That boy cares for you much. You are a queen, a goddess even in his eyes. But he worries about you. He has prophetic dreams, glimpses into a future that could be. It'd be wise to listen to him."
Theren gently pats their back, his scarred face smiling gently
She looks over to them, smiling softly "I should, shouldn't I? But a queen? A goddess? I am far from any of that, I'm just a solider, I care about him more than anything in the world, I of course will listen to him, but I'm not sure I'm any of that." She says, walking over to them, "I'll take your advice either way, thank you Festus."
He hugs them, before pulling back, "S-sorry, you probably don't want a hug."
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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.'
Malafasa is driving away smaller birds from her territory.
*New character! Antagonist for the Black Crown*
The sky seems to shift as clouds gather above Lord's point. Though certainly unnatural, it isn't anything new to the residents as the lighting crackles above. What is unusual is that it suddenly stops, the clouds continue to move but there is no lightning, no breeze, no noise whatsoever, just a silence that cuts through everything else. Near the base of the mountain, rocks begin to crumble to dust under the weigh of something, space itself being torn apart by something as a crack shatters in reality. Like a portal to nowhere, on the other side, an empty white void, and a single being, skin and armor as white as the empty plane they came from, a body weakened from malnutrition and time, though strength is still visible, a mane long enough to drag against the ground with every shambling step, warhammer in hand, digging a trench in the ground as it drags along.
Space itself trembles in fear as this presence arrives, shaking the earth with power rivaled by few, and suddenly. It stops, Cold and empty and devoid of anything.
All hail the King of Nothing.
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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.'
Festus huffs at that, opening his metal jaws as a rudimentary voice comes out, sounding staticky and fake. "That boy cares for you much. You are a queen, a goddess even in his eyes. But he worries about you. He has prophetic dreams, glimpses into a future that could be. It'd be wise to listen to him."
Theren gently pats their back, his scarred face smiling gently
She looks over to them, smiling softly "I should, shouldn't I? But a queen? A goddess? I am far from any of that, I'm just a solider, I care about him more than anything in the world, I of course will listen to him, but I'm not sure I'm any of that." She says, walking over to them, "I'll take your advice either way, thank you Festus."
He hugs them, before pulling back, "S-sorry, you probably don't want a hug."
"You should let him pamper you." the dragon grumbles. "Its nice."
He smiles. "Nah its whatever."
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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.
"What? But I thought I was... no, that... that shouldn't be happening. I was told it couldn't happen unless I..." She seems distressed, remembering something and wishing that this isn't the same thing she's dreading it might be. "I... I don't think we should try to remove it just yet- it might hurt or even kill me if we were to try now. Hopefully, it's just some magic-eating parasite and nothing more."
She looks at the book he has with interest. "It's really interesting so far. I never thought I'd be interested in monster hunting, but the more I look into it... I don't know, it sounds really cool."
She takes their other hand, looking down at them with compassionate eyes, "Tell yer ma'am what ya think it is. We can fix it all up together if ya tell me what were up against. We were able to stop yer fake ma'am together, we can stop anythin' that come fer ya."
He puts his own version of the book away, pocketing it for later, "Am I the reason ya got interested in it all? Me being able ta influence someone such as yourself, I'm flattered by the thought." He says, taking his Charge Axe off of his back, sighing as the weight is lifted.
*Sorry about the delay*
She is silent for a moment. "What I think it might be- what I really, really, hope it isn't- is... well, is her Void Shard. It was the source of her power- a stolen piece of an Elder Evil's soul, she told me- and it's how she intended to... 'continue her legacy', as she put it. If that is what's going on, then unless it's removed, it will continue to grow until... well, I'd die, and then lose my sanity, and then my soul, and... I don't know what happens after that, other than that it would utterly destroy me as I am now..." She seems distraught at the very thought of that, desperately wanting it not to be true.
"I'd be lying if I said you telling me about is wasn't one of the reasons." She simply responds, flipping through a few pages of her book.
She is silent for a moment. "What I think it might be- what I really, really, hope it isn't- is... well, is her Void Shard. It was the source of her power- a stolen piece of an Elder Evil's soul, she told me- and it's how she intended to... 'continue her legacy', as she put it. If that is what's going on, then unless it's removed, it will continue to grow until... well, I'd die, and then lose my sanity, and then my soul, and... I don't know what happens after that, other than that it would utterly destroy me as I am now..." She seems distraught at the very thought of that, desperately wanting it not to be true.
"I'd be lying if I said you telling me about is wasn't one of the reasons." She simply responds, flipping through a few pages of her book.
*Don't be sorry.*
She holds out both of her hands to put onto their shoulders, pulling them into a tight hug, "That won't happen. Maybe you can purify your own soul, without my help. Or maybe you can somehow tame the piece, make sure it ain't gonna cause ya no trouble 'er nothin'?" She asks, deeply worried about the thought as well, rubbing their back and using a comforting tone, attempting to make them feel better.
He leans over to see what they are reading about specifically, providing insights from someone's who's actually fought most of the creatures, outside of some of the Elder Dragons "Happy I could help you along then, I learned from my uncle and parents, I'd be happy to teach you every little thing I know, and hunt with you, if you'd want."
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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.'
Festus huffs at that, opening his metal jaws as a rudimentary voice comes out, sounding staticky and fake. "That boy cares for you much. You are a queen, a goddess even in his eyes. But he worries about you. He has prophetic dreams, glimpses into a future that could be. It'd be wise to listen to him."
Theren gently pats their back, his scarred face smiling gently
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
When the hug ends, she looks to him, worried about him
Wind smiles, happy to go with Evan
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
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Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Thirteen is finishing up his final draft.
Mauric is killing a small mimic in the kitchen that was pretending to be a jar of garlic powder.
Loriche is very bored, trying to think of something new to fabricate.
Riotan is looking for desperate people to entrance and indoctrinate.
Yod is lying in wait to snipe an inbound carriage from a nearby ridge.
Malafasa is driving away smaller birds from her territory.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Nick watches from the doorway, trying to stifle a laugh. Hes finally back from his small adventure, one arm in a sling
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She looks over to them, smiling softly "I should, shouldn't I? But a queen? A goddess? I am far from any of that, I'm just a solider, I care about him more than anything in the world, I of course will listen to him, but I'm not sure I'm any of that." She says, walking over to them, "I'll take your advice either way, thank you Festus."
He hugs them, before pulling back, "S-sorry, you probably don't want a hug."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He stops crying, lying down across his bed, "Maybe I should visit my parents."
Evan leans against them, closing their eyes.
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.)
*New character! Antagonist for the Black Crown*
The sky seems to shift as clouds gather above Lord's point. Though certainly unnatural, it isn't anything new to the residents as the lighting crackles above. What is unusual is that it suddenly stops, the clouds continue to move but there is no lightning, no breeze, no noise whatsoever, just a silence that cuts through everything else. Near the base of the mountain, rocks begin to crumble to dust under the weigh of something, space itself being torn apart by something as a crack shatters in reality. Like a portal to nowhere, on the other side, an empty white void, and a single being, skin and armor as white as the empty plane they came from, a body weakened from malnutrition and time, though strength is still visible, a mane long enough to drag against the ground with every shambling step, warhammer in hand, digging a trench in the ground as it drags along.
Space itself trembles in fear as this presence arrives, shaking the earth with power rivaled by few, and suddenly. It stops, Cold and empty and devoid of anything.
All hail the King of Nothing.
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.)
"You should let him pamper you." the dragon grumbles. "Its nice."
He smiles. "Nah its whatever."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"James, are you sure?"
Wind leans to them, enjoying the moment *Good place to end?*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
She smiles brighter, "Fine, but I'm going to pamper him back." She gets back up and goes back to cleaning up around the forge.
He nods, lying back down next to the fire and reading.
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 have some... words for them lets say." He says, sitting back up, a bit of murder in his eyes.
*Yeah totally.*
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.)
*Ugh GTG*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Festus huffs, turning off his voice box and goes back to sleep. A few hours later Leo wakes up, his cold gone
Theren just sits by him
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Sorry about the delay*
She is silent for a moment. "What I think it might be- what I really, really, hope it isn't- is... well, is her Void Shard. It was the source of her power- a stolen piece of an Elder Evil's soul, she told me- and it's how she intended to... 'continue her legacy', as she put it. If that is what's going on, then unless it's removed, it will continue to grow until... well, I'd die, and then lose my sanity, and then my soul, and... I don't know what happens after that, other than that it would utterly destroy me as I am now..." She seems distraught at the very thought of that, desperately wanting it not to be true.
"I'd be lying if I said you telling me about is wasn't one of the reasons." She simply responds, flipping through a few pages of her book.
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)
The entire forge has been cleaned, and Ana is sweating quite a bit from the effort. She sits down next to Leo, putting a towel across her shoulders.
(Good place to end if you want to.)
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.)
Leo looks at her tiredly. "Hello dear..."
*Sure*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Don't be sorry.*
She holds out both of her hands to put onto their shoulders, pulling them into a tight hug, "That won't happen. Maybe you can purify your own soul, without my help. Or maybe you can somehow tame the piece, make sure it ain't gonna cause ya no trouble 'er nothin'?" She asks, deeply worried about the thought as well, rubbing their back and using a comforting tone, attempting to make them feel better.
He leans over to see what they are reading about specifically, providing insights from someone's who's actually fought most of the creatures, outside of some of the Elder Dragons "Happy I could help you along then, I learned from my uncle and parents, I'd be happy to teach you every little thing I know, and hunt with you, if you'd want."
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.)
She puts her hands to the sides of their face, pulling them into a passionate kiss.
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.)
Leo is now very awake. Once they stop kissing he looks at her. "W-what was that for?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She pulls back from the kiss, grinning like a mad woman, "Because I love you." She boops them on the nose.
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.)