"I am well. Hunting has been good due to spring rolling around, my business is blooming." she nods.
"That's great- glad to hear you're doing alright." She responds, genuinely happy that she's doing well.
"Would you like something to eat? or drink?.. or absorb if you cannot do the first two?" she asks, nodding her head toward the direction of her butcher shop.
"Oh, er, sure. Thank you." She responds, standing up from where she was leaning. "And I can eat and drink things normally, last I checked, so we won't need to worry about that."
She laughs a bit "Sorry, I know folks who can't digest like us and they need like sunlight or blood to live or soak up particles of stuff."
She laughs a bit as well, her smile growing a touch wider. "No, don't be sorry. It's perfectly fine." She starts walking back to the butcher shop, but stops a bit, not wanting to walk too far from Misha.
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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)
It's disoriented for a few seconds, a mixture of surprised and scared. "...What... who are you?.." It asks her. Omori is also trying to tear her way into the heart with magic, claws, and teeth.
*Yep.*
The heart ever slowly begins tearing with their combined assault, though not fast enough, the other Merabelle continues speaking "I'm yer momma, sweetheart, don't ya know that?" She asks, seemingly concerned.
"...Please... don't hurt them... don't hurt her..." It responds, not sure whether or not to believe this other Merabelle.
"Why would I hurt myself, sweetheart?" She asks, dragging a claw along their side, making sure not to hurt them, "I won't hurt you, dear."
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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.'
"I am well. Hunting has been good due to spring rolling around, my business is blooming." she nods.
"That's great- glad to hear you're doing alright." She responds, genuinely happy that she's doing well.
"Would you like something to eat? or drink?.. or absorb if you cannot do the first two?" she asks, nodding her head toward the direction of her butcher shop.
"Oh, er, sure. Thank you." She responds, standing up from where she was leaning. "And I can eat and drink things normally, last I checked, so we won't need to worry about that."
She laughs a bit "Sorry, I know folks who can't digest like us and they need like sunlight or blood to live or soak up particles of stuff."
She laughs a bit as well, her smile growing a touch wider. "No, don't be sorry. It's perfectly fine." She starts walking back to the butcher shop, but stops a bit, not wanting to walk too far from Misha.
Misha is slow, not wanting to lose them as she weaves between the trees to head back. She opens the door for them and walks inside.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Felix waddles over and looks at the trap. He gives a thumbs up after a couple seconds of examination.
Felix brings a spider over, using the sheet of paper and cup trick. "Welcome back, Ichigo. I missed you."
She tilts her head "May I help you? or.. did you just want to look at it?"
Ichigo turns around, bugs nearly spilling out from one of the eyeholes. He looks down at the spider and then back up "Humane.." he rasps.
"Oh, I was just making sure you were doing it right. If you don't set them up properly, they'll snap shut at anything. Bear traps are for big monsters, and should only activate under some pretty immense weight. Anything smaller and you'll probably sever its leg with those springs." He yawns and pokes it with a stick.
He releases the spider. "I was gonna eat him cuz he was so big, but I thought you might like him. It might not be a him now that I think about it. I've never sexed a spider. I'm not sure how I'd even do that."
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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.
"Well, I'm... I was a priest for a while! They kicked me out because of my culinary explorations. I was an exorcist, and those demons looked really tasty, so I bound them and cooked them. I've developed quite an appetite during my travels, and I also learned from a lot of master chefs in the meantime. I went to a bunch of restaurants that I've dreamed of going to for, like forever. I also worked on my mental health a lot, and I'm proud." He smiles and puts his paws on its flower head and bumps his forehead against it.
"That sounds like you had an incredible time. I'm proud of you as well." It responds, gently holding his face with its hands.
*I just imagined Helianth with human hands and I'm horrified.*
*Also, I'm not sure where to go from here.*
*They're not exactly human hands- more like twisted flesh and bone and metal in the crude shape of hands. Helianth having human hands would be far too terrifying, even for me.*
*Also, don't worry, I have an idea.*
After a while, the angel of emptiness speaks again. "Oh, I should probably tell you about this. I have a son now."
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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)
She laughs a bit "Sorry, I know folks who can't digest like us and they need like sunlight or blood to live or soak up particles of stuff."
She laughs a bit as well, her smile growing a touch wider. "No, don't be sorry. It's perfectly fine." She starts walking back to the butcher shop, but stops a bit, not wanting to walk too far from Misha.
Misha is slow, not wanting to lose them as she weaves between the trees to head back. She opens the door for them and walks inside.
"Thank you." She says, walking into the shop and sitting down. "So, Misha, I'm not sure if I've asked yet- what do you like to do? Any hobbies?"
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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)
Felix waddles over and looks at the trap. He gives a thumbs up after a couple seconds of examination.
Felix brings a spider over, using the sheet of paper and cup trick. "Welcome back, Ichigo. I missed you."
She tilts her head "May I help you? or.. did you just want to look at it?"
Ichigo turns around, bugs nearly spilling out from one of the eyeholes. He looks down at the spider and then back up "Humane.." he rasps.
"Oh, I was just making sure you were doing it right. If you don't set them up properly, they'll snap shut at anything. Bear traps are for big monsters, and should only activate under some pretty immense weight. Anything smaller and you'll probably sever its leg with those springs." He yawns and pokes it with a stick.
He releases the spider. "I was gonna eat him cuz he was so big, but I thought you might like him. It might not be a him now that I think about it. I've never sexed a spider. I'm not sure how I'd even do that."
"Believe me, I know all too well." she pulls off one of her gloves to reveal a pinky and ring finger missing from her left hand. "Messed around because I thought it wouldn't go off, very very wrong I was."
"In a female the epigyne is situated on the underside of the abdomen. In a male, there are two thickened pedipalps at the front of the head. They look like two "boxing gloves" and are usually clearly visible." He said, gently taking it from him.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
He sighs. "At this stage, it can still be cured without killing you..." He huffs. "Barely. You have so many friends, and so many of them are magically talented. How did none of them offer you help?" He demands.
He nods. "If that's all I can expect from you, I'll take it."
"I thought I could handle it, but it's only been getting worse. I know somethin' I can do ta fix it, don't worry about me, Felix." She says, trying to reassure them at least a little bit, leaning against a tree, tired.
"Thank you, I hope you can be more of a hero than I've ever been."
"I don't worry anymore. I act." The flames flare up. Make a DC 18 DEX save.
"I will be." He says simply, laying back down.
Dex save:3
He picks them up, putting them in his lap, "And I will help as much as I can."
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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.'
She laughs a bit "Sorry, I know folks who can't digest like us and they need like sunlight or blood to live or soak up particles of stuff."
She laughs a bit as well, her smile growing a touch wider. "No, don't be sorry. It's perfectly fine." She starts walking back to the butcher shop, but stops a bit, not wanting to walk too far from Misha.
Misha is slow, not wanting to lose them as she weaves between the trees to head back. She opens the door for them and walks inside.
"Thank you." She says, walking into the shop and sitting down. "So, Misha, I'm not sure if I've asked yet- what do you like to do? Any hobbies?"
Misha brings over a kettle of tea, using a flaming hands spell to heat it. She pours them a cup and then herself, sitting down across from her. "Well, I love cooking.. Something I've always loved."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
It's disoriented for a few seconds, a mixture of surprised and scared. "...What... who are you?.." It asks her. Omori is also trying to tear her way into the heart with magic, claws, and teeth.
*Yep.*
The heart ever slowly begins tearing with their combined assault, though not fast enough, the other Merabelle continues speaking "I'm yer momma, sweetheart, don't ya know that?" She asks, seemingly concerned.
"...Please... don't hurt them... don't hurt her..." It responds, not sure whether or not to believe this other Merabelle.
"Why would I hurt myself, sweetheart?" She asks, dragging a claw along their side, making sure not to hurt them, "I won't hurt you, dear."
"...This infection... you're killing her..." It starts, trailing off. "...What do you want with me?.. Why did you bring me here?.."
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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)
*I just imagined Helianth with human hands and I'm horrified.*
*Also, I'm not sure where to go from here.*
*They're not exactly human hands- more like twisted flesh and bone and metal in the crude shape of hands. Helianth having human hands would be far too terrifying, even for me.*
*Also, don't worry, I have an idea.*
After a while, the angel of emptiness speaks again. "Oh, I should probably tell you about this. I have a son now."
His normally half-lidded eyes widen. "Wow! Awesome! What's his name?"
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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.
She laughs a bit "Sorry, I know folks who can't digest like us and they need like sunlight or blood to live or soak up particles of stuff."
She laughs a bit as well, her smile growing a touch wider. "No, don't be sorry. It's perfectly fine." She starts walking back to the butcher shop, but stops a bit, not wanting to walk too far from Misha.
Misha is slow, not wanting to lose them as she weaves between the trees to head back. She opens the door for them and walks inside.
"Thank you." She says, walking into the shop and sitting down. "So, Misha, I'm not sure if I've asked yet- what do you like to do? Any hobbies?"
Misha brings over a kettle of tea, using a flaming hands spell to heat it. She pours them a cup and then herself, sitting down across from her. "Well, I love cooking.. Something I've always loved."
"No way, me too! That and gardening are my biggest hobbies at the moment." She responds, taking a sip of tea. "What are your favorite things to make?"
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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)
She sighs and tilts her head "Do you mind if I check? One of my friends bleeding out possibly does not sit right with me." she asked.
"A pleasure to meet you Ty! My name is Pysche! I am the great last being of C H A O S!"
"I am probably fine, but if you want to check." He sits down on a nearby rock, taking off his shirt to reveal just a chunk of his abdomen missing, bleeding profusely "Is it bad?"
"Do you need the last great being of Chaos? Actually, you probably meant what you said, nice to meet you too."
"Oh my... Uh, yes, sadly. Very much bad." she pulls away and wrings her hands.
"My pleasure! and yes, I did!" he claps his hands happily.
"I'll probably be fine, eventually, don't worry about me, I probably won't die. Are you hungry?"
"This town is pretty cool, I can just blow up stuff, and it's fine."
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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.'
*I just imagined Helianth with human hands and I'm horrified.*
*Also, I'm not sure where to go from here.*
*They're not exactly human hands- more like twisted flesh and bone and metal in the crude shape of hands. Helianth having human hands would be far too terrifying, even for me.*
*Also, don't worry, I have an idea.*
After a while, the angel of emptiness speaks again. "Oh, I should probably tell you about this. I have a son now."
His normally half-lidded eyes widen. "Wow! Awesome! What's his name?"
"Tim. He wanted me to be their parent, and I happily obliged." It responds, absolutely beaming.
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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)
"Oh, I was just making sure you were doing it right. If you don't set them up properly, they'll snap shut at anything. Bear traps are for big monsters, and should only activate under some pretty immense weight. Anything smaller and you'll probably sever its leg with those springs." He yawns and pokes it with a stick.
He releases the spider. "I was gonna eat him cuz he was so big, but I thought you might like him. It might not be a him now that I think about it. I've never sexed a spider. I'm not sure how I'd even do that."
"Believe me, I know all too well." she pulls off one of her gloves to reveal a pinky and ring finger missing from her left hand. "Messed around because I thought it wouldn't go off, very very wrong I was."
"In a female the epigyne is situated on the underside of the abdomen. In a male, there are two thickened pedipalps at the front of the head. They look like two "boxing gloves" and are usually clearly visible." He said, gently taking it from him.
He nods. "Sorry to hear that. Would you like me to make some prosthetics for you? I've learned a bit of forge magic, but I can't restore real appendages just yet."
He nods slowly, fascinated. "I guess I know now. So that one is a male." He sits down after making sure he won't squish any bugs. "So, what's been up with you?"
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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 don't worry anymore. I act." The flames flare up. Make a DC 18 DEX save.
"I will be." He says simply, laying back down.
Dex save:19
He picks them up, putting them in his lap, "And I will help as much as I can."
Felix stomps, and the pink flames spiral around him in a nightmarish vortex, eating away at the dark magic at the cost of damaging Merabelle and the surrounding trees. Specifically, 33 (17 for Merabelle due to the succeeded save) fire damage, ignoring resistance and treating any 1s on the dice as 2s.
"Good." He says firmly, curling up into a ball to take a nap in Rag's warmth.
It's disoriented for a few seconds, a mixture of surprised and scared. "...What... who are you?.." It asks her. Omori is also trying to tear her way into the heart with magic, claws, and teeth.
*Yep.*
The heart ever slowly begins tearing with their combined assault, though not fast enough, the other Merabelle continues speaking "I'm yer momma, sweetheart, don't ya know that?" She asks, seemingly concerned.
"...Please... don't hurt them... don't hurt her..." It responds, not sure whether or not to believe this other Merabelle.
"Why would I hurt myself, sweetheart?" She asks, dragging a claw along their side, making sure not to hurt them, "I won't hurt you, dear."
"...This infection... you're killing her..." It starts, trailing off. "...What do you want with me?.. Why did you bring me here?.."
"Do ya think that's what I'm doin'?" She sounds concerned, "Is that what I'm doin'? I brought ya here cause yer my kid, you directly."
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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.'
Felix stomps, and the pink flames spiral around him in a nightmarish vortex, eating away at the dark magic at the cost of damaging Merabelle and the surrounding trees. Specifically, 33 fire damage, ignoring resistance and treating any 1s on the dice as 2s.
"Good." He says firmly, curling up into a ball to take a nap in Rag's warmth.
She realizes that some of the dark magic within herself had disappeared as a result at the attack. She walks over to Felix and hugs them, "I get what yer tryin' ta do, an' if ya want to cure me this way, I won't run or fight back, but there's another way."
He smiles down at them, making sure to prove a soothing warmth to the young dragon, "Do you want a proper parent?" He asks after a moment of thought.
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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 disoriented for a few seconds, a mixture of surprised and scared. "...What... who are you?.." It asks her. Omori is also trying to tear her way into the heart with magic, claws, and teeth.
*Yep.*
The heart ever slowly begins tearing with their combined assault, though not fast enough, the other Merabelle continues speaking "I'm yer momma, sweetheart, don't ya know that?" She asks, seemingly concerned.
"...Please... don't hurt them... don't hurt her..." It responds, not sure whether or not to believe this other Merabelle.
"Why would I hurt myself, sweetheart?" She asks, dragging a claw along their side, making sure not to hurt them, "I won't hurt you, dear."
"...This infection... you're killing her..." It starts, trailing off. "...What do you want with me?.. Why did you bring me here?.."
"Do ya think that's what I'm doin'?" She sounds concerned, "Is that what I'm doin'? I brought ya here cause yer my kid, you directly."
"...If that's not it, then... what are you trying to do?.." It asks, sounding concerned as well.
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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)
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She laughs a bit as well, her smile growing a touch wider. "No, don't be sorry. It's perfectly fine." She starts walking back to the butcher shop, but stops a bit, not wanting to walk too far from Misha.
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)
"Why would I hurt myself, sweetheart?" She asks, dragging a claw along their side, making sure not to hurt them, "I won't hurt you, dear."
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.)
Misha is slow, not wanting to lose them as she weaves between the trees to head back. She opens the door for them and walks inside.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Oh, I was just making sure you were doing it right. If you don't set them up properly, they'll snap shut at anything. Bear traps are for big monsters, and should only activate under some pretty immense weight. Anything smaller and you'll probably sever its leg with those springs." He yawns and pokes it with a stick.
He releases the spider. "I was gonna eat him cuz he was so big, but I thought you might like him. It might not be a him now that I think about it. I've never sexed a spider. I'm not sure how I'd even do that."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*They're not exactly human hands- more like twisted flesh and bone and metal in the crude shape of hands. Helianth having human hands would be far too terrifying, even for me.*
*Also, don't worry, I have an idea.*
After a while, the angel of emptiness speaks again. "Oh, I should probably tell you about this. I have a son now."
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)
"Thank you." She says, walking into the shop and sitting down. "So, Misha, I'm not sure if I've asked yet- what do you like to do? Any hobbies?"
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)
"Believe me, I know all too well." she pulls off one of her gloves to reveal a pinky and ring finger missing from her left hand. "Messed around because I thought it wouldn't go off, very very wrong I was."
"In a female the epigyne is situated on the underside of the abdomen. In a male, there are two thickened pedipalps at the front of the head. They look like two "boxing gloves" and are usually clearly visible." He said, gently taking it from him.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Dex save:3
He picks them up, putting them in his lap, "And I will help as much as I can."
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.)
Misha brings over a kettle of tea, using a flaming hands spell to heat it. She pours them a cup and then herself, sitting down across from her. "Well, I love cooking.. Something I've always loved."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"...This infection... you're killing her..." It starts, trailing off. "...What do you want with me?.. Why did you bring me here?.."
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)
His normally half-lidded eyes widen. "Wow! Awesome! What's his name?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"No way, me too! That and gardening are my biggest hobbies at the moment." She responds, taking a sip of tea. "What are your favorite things to make?"
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)
"I'll probably be fine, eventually, don't worry about me, I probably won't die. Are you hungry?"
"This town is pretty cool, I can just blow up stuff, and it's fine."
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.)
"Tim. He wanted me to be their parent, and I happily obliged." It responds, absolutely beaming.
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)
*Ill be back in an hour to two hours, I gotta go pick up my sister from school and then drive home.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He nods. "Sorry to hear that. Would you like me to make some prosthetics for you? I've learned a bit of forge magic, but I can't restore real appendages just yet."
He nods slowly, fascinated. "I guess I know now. So that one is a male." He sits down after making sure he won't squish any bugs. "So, what's been up with you?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Felix stomps, and the pink flames spiral around him in a nightmarish vortex, eating away at the dark magic at the cost of damaging Merabelle and the surrounding trees. Specifically, 33 (17 for Merabelle due to the succeeded save) fire damage, ignoring resistance and treating any 1s on the dice as 2s.
"Good." He says firmly, curling up into a ball to take a nap in Rag's warmth.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Do ya think that's what I'm doin'?" She sounds concerned, "Is that what I'm doin'? I brought ya here cause yer my kid, you directly."
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 realizes that some of the dark magic within herself had disappeared as a result at the attack. She walks over to Felix and hugs them, "I get what yer tryin' ta do, an' if ya want to cure me this way, I won't run or fight back, but there's another way."
He smiles down at them, making sure to prove a soothing warmth to the young dragon, "Do you want a proper parent?" He asks after a moment of thought.
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.)
"...If that's not it, then... what are you trying to do?.." It asks, sounding concerned as well.
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)