It's weird. Whatever meat this is, she hasn't had it before. The spices and sauces are familiar though. The strugel tilts his bamboo hat back down so he isn't staring at her. "So, you're Lillian, right? I can't read this very well." He mumbles a bit. "My celestial is pretty rusty."
"Lillith, dear. That is my name." She said, setting the little plate down beside her "And if you are reading it off of there, then you know something."
"Well, um..." He tries to read it again. "Uh.... Well, I think I'm supposed to protect you, but they didn't tell me much. It might say I'm supposed to kill you, but I don't think they would tell me to do that. I mean, killing isn't really my thing, you know? So I think I'm supposed to protect you." He sits down. "Lillith. That's a cool name, man."
The giant spider just stands there. It has a little wooden shrine on its back, occupied by a smoke-stained, Budai-like wooden strugel statue with long, curved fangs. A tiny grill is mounted on the spider's head, and is the source of the smell.
He bows, his eyes grateful but still very tired. "Thank you, Rag! I came here with a carnival. Well, not with the carnival, they kind of threw me off the train while they were passing because I told them this was my stop a couple miles before."
He tries to determine if it's really worth the effort of going for the food, after all, it would be rude if it was somebody else's. He eventually holsters his revolver, revealing himself nearby with a whistle. He would ask the spider for a light, but Archer convinced him to stop doing that.
"There are beds in you want to rest, it sounds like you've been through a lot recently. They aren't the best place to rest, but its what I have to offer for free, so I hope it's enough. All meals are free, but I'm the only cook at the moment, so apologies if they are repetitive."
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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.'
It's weird. Whatever meat this is, she hasn't had it before. The spices and sauces are familiar though. The strugel tilts his bamboo hat back down so he isn't staring at her. "So, you're Lillian, right? I can't read this very well." He mumbles a bit. "My celestial is pretty rusty."
"Lillith, dear. That is my name." She said, setting the little plate down beside her "And if you are reading it off of there, then you know something."
"Well, um..." He tries to read it again. "Uh.... Well, I think I'm supposed to protect you, but they didn't tell me much. It might say I'm supposed to kill you, but I don't think they would tell me to do that. I mean, killing isn't really my thing, you know? So I think I'm supposed to protect you." He sits down. "Lillith. That's a cool name, man."
She laughs a bit, her voice gentle "Kill me hm? Already? I just woke up." she tilted her head, a brow raised as she smiled "But protect me? After all the times I tried to kill God?"
She shakes her head "It has been... forever since I have awoken.."
"trust me, it is better than being awake for all of it"
"I am not so sure but everyone has an opinion." She rolls her shoulders.
"each to their own"
"Mn." She shrugs and chuckles.
He chuckles as well "i'm Gravedigger, who are you?"
"I am called Lillith, it is my name after all." She laughs.
"all I have left is a title. it still works as a name though"
*Ack! Im sorry! Things keep getting buried..*
"Hm, I suppose that is better than anything." she said.
"Your name does ring a bell though. not sure from where"
"Mn." She shrugs and begins to walk towards the tavern.
Gravedigger follows, pulling a small book out of his cloak and leafing though it as he walks
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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
The giant spider just stands there. It has a little wooden shrine on its back, occupied by a smoke-stained, Budai-like wooden strugel statue with long, curved fangs. A tiny grill is mounted on the spider's head, and is the source of the smell.
He bows, his eyes grateful but still very tired. "Thank you, Rag! I came here with a carnival. Well, not with the carnival, they kind of threw me off the train while they were passing because I told them this was my stop a couple miles before."
He tries to determine if it's really worth the effort of going for the food, after all, it would be rude if it was somebody else's. He eventually holsters his revolver, revealing himself nearby with a whistle. He would ask the spider for a light, but Archer convinced him to stop doing that.
"There are beds in you want to rest, it sounds like you've been through a lot recently. They aren't the best place to rest, but its what I have to offer for free, so I hope it's enough. All meals are free, but I'm the only cook at the moment, so apologies if they are repetitive."
The statue slowly turns its head. "Hoi." He grabs a sheathed sword (about as long as it is tall) off the altar and steps off, bringing with him a plate of barbecue. "Are you a Valentine?" He asks casually.
"As long as I can put up some candles, I'll be happy to rest anywhere the guards won't remove me."
The giant spider just stands there. It has a little wooden shrine on its back, occupied by a smoke-stained, Budai-like wooden strugel statue with long, curved fangs. A tiny grill is mounted on the spider's head, and is the source of the smell.
He bows, his eyes grateful but still very tired. "Thank you, Rag! I came here with a carnival. Well, not with the carnival, they kind of threw me off the train while they were passing because I told them this was my stop a couple miles before."
He tries to determine if it's really worth the effort of going for the food, after all, it would be rude if it was somebody else's. He eventually holsters his revolver, revealing himself nearby with a whistle. He would ask the spider for a light, but Archer convinced him to stop doing that.
"There are beds in you want to rest, it sounds like you've been through a lot recently. They aren't the best place to rest, but its what I have to offer for free, so I hope it's enough. All meals are free, but I'm the only cook at the moment, so apologies if they are repetitive."
The statue slowly turns its head. "Hoi." He grabs a sheathed sword (about as long as it is tall) off the altar and steps off, bringing with him a plate of barbecue. "Are you a Valentine?" He asks casually.
"As long as I can put up some candles, I'll be happy to rest anywhere the guards won't remove me."
He takes the barbecue, deciding not to question the situation he finds himself a part of, tearing into it with a smile on his face "Valentine? Depends on who's askin', but ya don't seem like the type ta be startin' fight over nothin', Sparrow Valentine, nice ta meet ya." He holds out his clean hand.
"Nobody has the authority to remove you from here other than me, and I don't think I'd want to remove anyone. I do hope you enjoy your stay. What is your name?"
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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.'
"Well, um..." He tries to read it again. "Uh.... Well, I think I'm supposed to protect you, but they didn't tell me much. It might say I'm supposed to kill you, but I don't think they would tell me to do that. I mean, killing isn't really my thing, you know? So I think I'm supposed to protect you." He sits down. "Lillith. That's a cool name, man."
She laughs a bit, her voice gentle "Kill me hm? Already? I just woke up." she tilted her head, a brow raised as she smiled "But protect me? After all the times I tried to kill God?"
"Heh. He's forgiven worse screw-ups, Lil. I'm trying to redeem myself, so maybe He thought I would be a good role model for you. That could be egotistical speculation on my part, but I wanna pretend for now." He climbs up onto his spider. "You like fried rice?"
"Well, um..." He tries to read it again. "Uh.... Well, I think I'm supposed to protect you, but they didn't tell me much. It might say I'm supposed to kill you, but I don't think they would tell me to do that. I mean, killing isn't really my thing, you know? So I think I'm supposed to protect you." He sits down. "Lillith. That's a cool name, man."
She laughs a bit, her voice gentle "Kill me hm? Already? I just woke up." she tilted her head, a brow raised as she smiled "But protect me? After all the times I tried to kill God?"
"Heh. He's forgiven worse screw-ups, Lil. I'm trying to redeem myself, so maybe He thought I would be a good role model for you. That could be egotistical speculation on my part, but I wanna pretend for now." He climbs up onto his spider. "You like fried rice?"
"Do not call me Lil. It is Lillith." She said, "And believe me, many angels have tried to broker peace but I intend to kill them." her tone becomes cold "I promised Satanus before I killed him and I promised Eve before she died to your blades."
*Okay, nobody else?*
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, um..." He tries to read it again. "Uh.... Well, I think I'm supposed to protect you, but they didn't tell me much. It might say I'm supposed to kill you, but I don't think they would tell me to do that. I mean, killing isn't really my thing, you know? So I think I'm supposed to protect you." He sits down. "Lillith. That's a cool name, man."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He tries to determine if it's really worth the effort of going for the food, after all, it would be rude if it was somebody else's. He eventually holsters his revolver, revealing himself nearby with a whistle. He would ask the spider for a light, but Archer convinced him to stop doing that.
"There are beds in you want to rest, it sounds like you've been through a lot recently. They aren't the best place to rest, but its what I have to offer for free, so I hope it's enough. All meals are free, but I'm the only cook at the moment, so apologies if they are repetitive."
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.)
"Mn." She shrugs and begins to walk towards the tavern.
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
She laughs a bit, her voice gentle "Kill me hm? Already? I just woke up." she tilted her head, a brow raised as she smiled "But protect me? After all the times I tried to kill God?"
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
*Wendigo possibly? Last call.*
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 can if you wish!*
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
*You dont have to, it's up to you, you just can 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.)
Gravedigger follows, pulling a small book out of his cloak and leafing though it as he walks
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
The statue slowly turns its head. "Hoi." He grabs a sheathed sword (about as long as it is tall) off the altar and steps off, bringing with him a plate of barbecue. "Are you a Valentine?" He asks casually.
"As long as I can put up some candles, I'll be happy to rest anywhere the guards won't remove me."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He takes the barbecue, deciding not to question the situation he finds himself a part of, tearing into it with a smile on his face "Valentine? Depends on who's askin', but ya don't seem like the type ta be startin' fight over nothin', Sparrow Valentine, nice ta meet ya." He holds out his clean hand.
"Nobody has the authority to remove you from here other than me, and I don't think I'd want to remove anyone. I do hope you enjoy your stay. What is your name?"
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.)
*-crawls back from the depths of hell- RAGHHHHH*
Theren is cooking a meal for Lore and the kids. He hums happily as he does.
Phoenix is studying some material that Jack was studying.
Leo is reading a book in his room, waking up from a nap
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Heh. He's forgiven worse screw-ups, Lil. I'm trying to redeem myself, so maybe He thought I would be a good role model for you. That could be egotistical speculation on my part, but I wanna pretend for now." He climbs up onto his spider. "You like fried rice?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She steps through the tavern doors, surveying the area.
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
*Alrighty, I'm back once again. Would any amongst you like to rp?*
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)
"Do not call me Lil. It is Lillith." She said, "And believe me, many angels have tried to broker peace but I intend to kill them." her tone becomes cold "I promised Satanus before I killed him and I promised Eve before she died to your blades."
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
*I would love to rp 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.)
*Welcome back, do you want anybody specific?*
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.)
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.)
*Merabelle?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.