*Oh also, does anyone else want to rp? Probably not, but I just want to know.*
*I dropped a lil something*
*Ah, I see, and it’s a good lil update now that we are in spring, the workload shifting to Sam, and with it a few other changes.*
*anygays. wanna rp?*
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Prospero has been collecting Nightmares throughout Lord's point, and they flocked to him, eager to be cared for by semi-mortal hands. He's currently in the field where Stroth started the first Blight, surrounded by many frail abominations.
*Eh, just feelin’ a little Rag then.*
Rag is sitting in his soup kitchen, working and providing food for those in need, humming to himself as he does so, a broad smile on his face.
Gin (the Minotaur I recently introed) watches with his arms crossed, his expression flat, though he seems to be able to sense the presence of the Nightmares, if he’s not able to see them, walking over to stand by Prospero, nodding to them respectfully.
Baegoji enters, dressed in fine clothes with Oris by his side. "Is there a donation box, Mister Ragnerious?" His students follow behind, staying outside so as not to crowd the room.
Prospero looks up from where he sits, waving. "Hello! A fine day for making friends, isn't it?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Skwasniec is trying to save a cat from a tree. He is having difficulty due to his size and lack of hands.
Stigmata is on the Beach, eating an NEO soldier.
Riotan strolls over, looking irritated and in the mood for random violence.
*where’s the Beach?*
The brown wyrmling is now attempting to push the tree over.
*The Beach is a demiplane made of negative emotions. It's made of iron and covered in the corpses of half-formed monstrosities who were thrashed upon the teeth of the land before they even got a chance to live. It's easy to go to and come back from, but it is a truly miserable place.*
“The world would be crueler to you than I.” He sighs, his carved scales shimmering green as a bubble of corrosive material forms in his palm. He then hurls it at you. Make a DEX save.
*oh that’s sick, how do you get there?*
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Oh also, does anyone else want to rp? Probably not, but I just want to know.*
*I dropped a lil something*
*Ah, I see, and it’s a good lil update now that we are in spring, the workload shifting to Sam, and with it a few other changes.*
*anygays. wanna rp?*
*Of course I do, is it your turn to pick?*
*Sadly, yes. Here goes my best attempt. Damian.. camilla, and uhh Benimaru for Time*
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Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you YESNO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
Prospero has been collecting Nightmares throughout Lord's point, and they flocked to him, eager to be cared for by semi-mortal hands. He's currently in the field where Stroth started the first Blight, surrounded by many frail abominations.
*Eh, just feelin’ a little Rag then.*
Rag is sitting in his soup kitchen, working and providing food for those in need, humming to himself as he does so, a broad smile on his face.
Gin (the Minotaur I recently introed) watches with his arms crossed, his expression flat, though he seems to be able to sense the presence of the Nightmares, if he’s not able to see them, walking over to stand by Prospero, nodding to them respectfully.
Baegoji enters, dressed in fine clothes with Oris by his side. "Is there a donation box, Mister Ragnerious?" His students follow behind, staying outside so as not to crowd the room.
Prospero looks up from where he sits, waving. "Hello! A fine day for making friends, isn't it?"
He looks over to them as he places down a bowl of stew, the last for everyone inside, “Hmm? No sir, there is not, everything that comes here comes from my own pocket. Why do you ask?”
He nods silently, sitting next to them, looking to the Nightmares around the both of them, his rough and deep voice speaking softly “Hello. I am Gin.”
Wolves everywhere let out a sleepy howl, ushering in the new season; One of bunnies and foxes. Spring has officially arrived, and Sam is now on the clock.
Beyond that, the air changes, and the Mink Gods, and their followers, have a shift in eye color; A pleasant, bountiful green
Sam is more busy, and lets out a stronger, more seedling heating pad like, heat, and has green eyes Jax is slightly weaker, and has green eyes Yuki is no longer as busy, and has green eyes Omi has green eyes Aokiji has green eyes Byren is unaffected
*this wouldn’t affect eito would it?*
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
The brown wyrmling is now attempting to push the tree over.
*The Beach is a demiplane made of negative emotions. It's made of iron and covered in the corpses of half-formed monstrosities who were thrashed upon the teeth of the land before they even got a chance to live. It's easy to go to and come back from, but it is a truly miserable place.*
“The world would be crueler to you than I.” He sighs, his carved scales shimmering green as a bubble of corrosive material forms in his palm. He then hurls it at you. Make a DEX save.
*oh that’s sick, how do you get there?*
DEX save: 6
*Find just about any place filled with hate or pain or fear and essentially ask to be let in. The Nocturne (the sea/god of the Beach) is not a fickle lord, and allows even its enemies to see the carnage done to its children who simply wish to live*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Oh also, does anyone else want to rp? Probably not, but I just want to know.*
*I dropped a lil something*
*Ah, I see, and it’s a good lil update now that we are in spring, the workload shifting to Sam, and with it a few other changes.*
*anygays. wanna rp?*
*Of course I do, is it your turn to pick?*
*Sadly, yes. Here goes my best attempt. Damian.. camilla, and uhh Benimaru for Time*
*I can do those, and I was hoping it wasn’t my turn.*
Damian is sitting in his room on the bed. He seems to be reading something though he sits in the dark, the light his eyes give off the only way he can read.
Camilla has set up a little side business, and is taking a few days off from adventuring to work on it. So far she’s just got a cart and some spices, which is all she really needs.
Benimaru is doing another rite for a fallen person, turned infernal and had to be put down. He doesn’t say any others, or at least not audible ones as he leans over their ashes.
Wolves everywhere let out a sleepy howl, ushering in the new season; One of bunnies and foxes. Spring has officially arrived, and Sam is now on the clock.
Beyond that, the air changes, and the Mink Gods, and their followers, have a shift in eye color; A pleasant, bountiful green
Sam is more busy, and lets out a stronger, more seedling heating pad like, heat, and has green eyes Jax is slightly weaker, and has green eyes Yuki is no longer as busy, and has green eyes Omi has green eyes Aokiji has green eyes Byren is unaffected
*this wouldn’t affect eito would it?*
*I wouldn't imagine, no. Eito is married to Omi, not aligned with him*
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*I can do those, and I was hoping it wasn’t my turn.*
Damian is sitting in his room on the bed. He seems to be reading something though he sits in the dark, the light his eyes give off the only way he can read.
Camilla has set up a little side business, and is taking a few days off from adventuring to work on it. So far she’s just got a cart and some spices, which is all she really needs.
Benimaru is doing another rite for a fallen person, turned infernal and had to be put down. He doesn’t say any others, or at least not audible ones as he leans over their ashes.
Saphuno knocks on the door. "Damian?"
Aokiji, unburdened by his armor today, approaches the cart and bows. "Greetings."
"A damn shame." Time says, ticking and tapping as ever. She clicks her tongue as she crushes an hourglass
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Baegoji enters, dressed in fine clothes with Oris by his side. "Is there a donation box, Mister Ragnerious?" His students follow behind, staying outside so as not to crowd the room.
Prospero looks up from where he sits, waving. "Hello! A fine day for making friends, isn't it?"
He looks over to them as he places down a bowl of stew, the last for everyone inside, “Hmm? No sir, there is not, everything that comes here comes from my own pocket. Why do you ask?”
He nods silently, sitting next to them, looking to the Nightmares around the both of them, his rough and deep voice speaking softly “Hello. I am Gin.”
"I wish to make a donation. I am attempting to set an example for my students, and I believe donating to causes you have hope for is a virtuous action. I hope it does not bother you." Oris has begun playing with some children.
"Nice to meet you, Gin! My name is Prospero!" He pets one of the horrors, a sideways head with seven spidery legs. "Do you see them too? Most people can't sense Nightmares this weak."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I can do those, and I was hoping it wasn’t my turn.*
Damian is sitting in his room on the bed. He seems to be reading something though he sits in the dark, the light his eyes give off the only way he can read.
Camilla has set up a little side business, and is taking a few days off from adventuring to work on it. So far she’s just got a cart and some spices, which is all she really needs.
Benimaru is doing another rite for a fallen person, turned infernal and had to be put down. He doesn’t say any others, or at least not audible ones as he leans over their ashes.
Saphuno knocks on the door. "Damian?"
Aokiji, unburdened by his armor today, approaches the cart and bows. "Greetings."
"A damn shame." Time says, ticking and tapping as ever. She clicks her tongue as she crushes an hourglass
He doesn’t reply with more than a grunt, focused on what he’s reading.
She looks up at them, her eyes shining softly underneath all of her robes, “H-hello.” She says, not expecting a customer so soon.
The ash blows away as he stands to his feet, putting two hands in his pockets, “That hourglass should’ve been broken the moment they turned infernal.”
Wolves everywhere let out a sleepy howl, ushering in the new season; One of bunnies and foxes. Spring has officially arrived, and Sam is now on the clock.
Beyond that, the air changes, and the Mink Gods, and their followers, have a shift in eye color; A pleasant, bountiful green
Sam is more busy, and lets out a stronger, more seedling heating pad like, heat, and has green eyes Jax is slightly weaker, and has green eyes Yuki is no longer as busy, and has green eyes Omi has green eyes Aokiji has green eyes Byren is unaffected
*this wouldn’t affect eito would it?*
*I wouldn't imagine, no. Eito is married to Omi, not aligned with him*
*alright then. want to rp?*
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*I can do those, and I was hoping it wasn’t my turn.*
Damian is sitting in his room on the bed. He seems to be reading something though he sits in the dark, the light his eyes give off the only way he can read.
Camilla has set up a little side business, and is taking a few days off from adventuring to work on it. So far she’s just got a cart and some spices, which is all she really needs.
Benimaru is doing another rite for a fallen person, turned infernal and had to be put down. He doesn’t say any others, or at least not audible ones as he leans over their ashes.
Saphuno knocks on the door. "Damian?"
Aokiji, unburdened by his armor today, approaches the cart and bows. "Greetings."
"A damn shame." Time says, ticking and tapping as ever. She clicks her tongue as she crushes an hourglass
He doesn’t reply with more than a grunt, focused on what he’s reading.
She looks up at them, her eyes shining softly underneath all of her robes, “H-hello.” She says, not expecting a customer so soon.
The ash blows away as he stands to his feet, putting two hands in his pockets, “That hourglass should’ve been broken the moment they turned infernal.”
She sighs before cracking the door, peering in. "Damian... I'm scared.."
"Hello. Do you have any teas?"
"Wasn't theirs. How d'you know me?"
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Baegoji enters, dressed in fine clothes with Oris by his side. "Is there a donation box, Mister Ragnerious?" His students follow behind, staying outside so as not to crowd the room.
Prospero looks up from where he sits, waving. "Hello! A fine day for making friends, isn't it?"
He looks over to them as he places down a bowl of stew, the last for everyone inside, “Hmm? No sir, there is not, everything that comes here comes from my own pocket. Why do you ask?”
He nods silently, sitting next to them, looking to the Nightmares around the both of them, his rough and deep voice speaking softly “Hello. I am Gin.”
"I wish to make a donation. I am attempting to set an example for my students, and I believe donating to causes you have hope for is a virtuous action. I hope it does not bother you." Oris has begun playing with some children.
"Nice to meet you, Gin! My name is Prospero!" He pets one of the horrors, a sideways head with seven spidery legs. "Do you see them too? Most people can't sense Nightmares this weak."
He chuckles, looking to Bae with a smile on his face, “I have no need for the money myself, but I may be able to improve this place with the slightest donation, so no, it doesn’t bother me at all. You are a teacher? May I make you an offer?” He asks, putting his hands in his lap.
He nods again, holding out a calloused hand to one of the nightmares, resting it on the top of their head, surprisingly gentle for someone who appears so gruff “I can’t see them, but I know they’re there.” He says, cracking the smallest smile.
*I can do those, and I was hoping it wasn’t my turn.*
Damian is sitting in his room on the bed. He seems to be reading something though he sits in the dark, the light his eyes give off the only way he can read.
Camilla has set up a little side business, and is taking a few days off from adventuring to work on it. So far she’s just got a cart and some spices, which is all she really needs.
Benimaru is doing another rite for a fallen person, turned infernal and had to be put down. He doesn’t say any others, or at least not audible ones as he leans over their ashes.
Saphuno knocks on the door. "Damian?"
Aokiji, unburdened by his armor today, approaches the cart and bows. "Greetings."
"A damn shame." Time says, ticking and tapping as ever. She clicks her tongue as she crushes an hourglass
He doesn’t reply with more than a grunt, focused on what he’s reading.
She looks up at them, her eyes shining softly underneath all of her robes, “H-hello.” She says, not expecting a customer so soon.
The ash blows away as he stands to his feet, putting two hands in his pockets, “That hourglass should’ve been broken the moment they turned infernal.”
She sighs before cracking the door, peering in. "Damian... I'm scared.."
"Hello. Do you have any teas?"
"Wasn't theirs. How d'you know me?"
He looks up to them, his eyes tired and his head tilted, “Scared of what?” He asks, concern entering his voice.
She nods, reaching down to grab a cup and some other supplies, using her lantern to begin boiling water.
“You’re Father Time’s replacement right? Shinra told me about you, he didn’t say much, but you fit the bill just about right.”
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*anygays. wanna rp?*
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*Of course I do, is it your turn to pick?*
Baegoji enters, dressed in fine clothes with Oris by his side. "Is there a donation box, Mister Ragnerious?" His students follow behind, staying outside so as not to crowd the room.
Prospero looks up from where he sits, waving. "Hello! A fine day for making friends, isn't it?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“The world would be crueler to you than I.” He sighs, his carved scales shimmering green as a bubble of corrosive material forms in his palm. He then hurls it at you. Make a DEX save.
*oh that’s sick, how do you get there?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Sadly, yes. Here goes my best attempt. Damian.. camilla, and uhh Benimaru for Time*
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
He looks over to them as he places down a bowl of stew, the last for everyone inside, “Hmm? No sir, there is not, everything that comes here comes from my own pocket. Why do you ask?”
He nods silently, sitting next to them, looking to the Nightmares around the both of them, his rough and deep voice speaking softly “Hello. I am Gin.”
*this wouldn’t affect eito would it?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
DEX save: 6
*Find just about any place filled with hate or pain or fear and essentially ask to be let in. The Nocturne (the sea/god of the Beach) is not a fickle lord, and allows even its enemies to see the carnage done to its children who simply wish to live*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I can do those, and I was hoping it wasn’t my turn.*
Damian is sitting in his room on the bed. He seems to be reading something though he sits in the dark, the light his eyes give off the only way he can read.
Camilla has set up a little side business, and is taking a few days off from adventuring to work on it. So far she’s just got a cart and some spices, which is all she really needs.
Benimaru is doing another rite for a fallen person, turned infernal and had to be put down. He doesn’t say any others, or at least not audible ones as he leans over their ashes.
*I wouldn't imagine, no. Eito is married to Omi, not aligned with him*
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
Saphuno knocks on the door. "Damian?"
Aokiji, unburdened by his armor today, approaches the cart and bows. "Greetings."
"A damn shame." Time says, ticking and tapping as ever. She clicks her tongue as she crushes an hourglass
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
"I wish to make a donation. I am attempting to set an example for my students, and I believe donating to causes you have hope for is a virtuous action. I hope it does not bother you." Oris has begun playing with some children.
"Nice to meet you, Gin! My name is Prospero!" He pets one of the horrors, a sideways head with seven spidery legs. "Do you see them too? Most people can't sense Nightmares this weak."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He doesn’t reply with more than a grunt, focused on what he’s reading.
She looks up at them, her eyes shining softly underneath all of her robes, “H-hello.” She says, not expecting a customer so soon.
The ash blows away as he stands to his feet, putting two hands in his pockets, “That hourglass should’ve been broken the moment they turned infernal.”
*alright then. want to rp?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*ITS FINISHED >:] https://www.dndbeyond.com/species-options/923068-wendigo*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She sighs before cracking the door, peering in. "Damian... I'm scared.."
"Hello. Do you have any teas?"
"Wasn't theirs. How d'you know me?"
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful boi*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He chuckles, looking to Bae with a smile on his face, “I have no need for the money myself, but I may be able to improve this place with the slightest donation, so no, it doesn’t bother me at all. You are a teacher? May I make you an offer?” He asks, putting his hands in his lap.
He nods again, holding out a calloused hand to one of the nightmares, resting it on the top of their head, surprisingly gentle for someone who appears so gruff “I can’t see them, but I know they’re there.” He says, cracking the smallest smile.
*Weeeeee I dids ittttt.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He looks up to them, his eyes tired and his head tilted, “Scared of what?” He asks, concern entering his voice.
She nods, reaching down to grab a cup and some other supplies, using her lantern to begin boiling water.
“You’re Father Time’s replacement right? Shinra told me about you, he didn’t say much, but you fit the bill just about right.”