*You shouldn't need to, I'm fine, man, I worry about you too.*
Rag is outside of Sam's demiplane, tossing boulders in-between his hands, thinking about his death, about himself, about his mistakes. A heat like high noon in the hottest of deserts fills the area, coming from Rag.
Ambrosia is at the Lord's Rest Inn, having a glass of blood wine, alone on the couch, looking at the fire.
*I don’t think i have anyone who could interact with Rag at his current position so maybe i could instead get Paracelsus if it’s not too much trouble?*
Mauric is cleaning the common room, absorbed in his work.
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*You shouldn't need to, I'm fine, man, I worry about you too.*
Rag is outside of Sam's demiplane, tossing boulders in-between his hands, thinking about his death, about himself, about his mistakes. A heat like high noon in the hottest of deserts fills the area, coming from Rag.
Ambrosia is at the Lord's Rest Inn, having a glass of blood wine, alone on the couch, looking at the fire.
*I don’t think i have anyone who could interact with Rag at his current position so maybe i could instead get Paracelsus if it’s not too much trouble?*
Mauric is cleaning the common room, absorbed in his work.
*Okay, it's all good man, don't worry about it.*
Paracelsus is walking around in her mushroom form, a dress made of spores around her.
Mauric feels Ambrosia's eyes on them for a moment, before she goes back to drinking "You're... Mauric right?"
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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.'
*Gooooooooood morning, my lovely paradoxes and enigmas! Today seems like a wonderful day to traumatize The Fictional Characters, don't you think?*
The Architect is wandering, inadvertently horrifying those around her as she does, keeping a few eyes out for any of her friends.
Mavis is tending to her garden outside the Inn, the small patch of lavender growing slowly but steadily.
*Would anyone like to rp, perhaps?*
*Oh I didn't see this before, but sure.*
Paracelsus, walking around in a dress made of mushrooms, looking like a woman made of the same, spots them and runs over.
They hear a crash and feel the ground rumble somewhere nearby, they hear an excited shout, it's probably Thorfinn.
She notices her approaching, her mask 'smiling' again as she meets them halfway. "Paracelsus! Hi! It's been a while- how've you been?"
She rushes over towards the sound, picking up her gear and keeping her shield close in case anything tries to attack her.
She smiles up at them, her eyes glowing a brilliant green "It seems something's changed about you KK, everything has been good, I'm a mother now!"
Thorfinn is in the forest, the ground around him is dead, not burned or hit with any element, just, dead, and he's fighting a Wyvern that seems to be wearing the corpse of another Wyvern.
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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.'
Paracelsus, walking around in a dress made of mushrooms, looking like a woman made of the same, spots them and runs over.
They hear a crash and feel the ground rumble somewhere nearby, they hear an excited shout, it's probably Thorfinn.
She notices her approaching, her mask 'smiling' again as she meets them halfway. "Paracelsus! Hi! It's been a while- how've you been?"
She rushes over towards the sound, picking up her gear and keeping her shield close in case anything tries to attack her.
She smiles up at them, her eyes glowing a brilliant green "It seems something's changed about you KK, everything has been good, I'm a mother now!"
Thorfinn is in the forest, the ground around him is dead, not burned or hit with any element, just, dead, and he's fighting a Wyvern that seems to be wearing the corpse of another Wyvern.
"That's wonderful! Good to hear you're faring well." She responds, looking back down at her. "It seems I'm not the only one who's changed. Is the fungus part of your immortality experiments?"
She pauses for a second, having to internally hype herself up before she joins in the fight, attempting to strike at the beast's gut with her Gunlance and then fire an explosive round with the weapon still lodged into the creature- that is, if she can get past its scales. 20 to hit.
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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)
"That's wonderful! Good to hear you're faring well." She responds, looking back down at her. "It seems I'm not the only one who's changed. Is the fungus part of your immortality experiments?"
She pauses for a second, having to internally hype herself up before she joins in the fight, attempting to strike at the beast's gut with her Gunlance and then fire an explosive round with the weapon still lodged into the creature- that is, if she can get past its scales. 9 to hit.
"A step in the right direction from what I understand, though I'm much more interested in what has happened to you." She says, looking them over, "You barely look like you used to, what happened?"
(When I go on it is says 24, so I'm taking that.)
The beast already didn't seem to be in a good way, though Thorfinn looks worse, the moment the explosive round lands underneath it's bone armor, it seems to cause real damage, the beast crying out, before beginning to run away. Thorfinn pants, covered in wounds and some kind of greying.
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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.'
*You shouldn't need to, I'm fine, man, I worry about you too.*
Rag is outside of Sam's demiplane, tossing boulders in-between his hands, thinking about his death, about himself, about his mistakes. A heat like high noon in the hottest of deserts fills the area, coming from Rag.
Ambrosia is at the Lord's Rest Inn, having a glass of blood wine, alone on the couch, looking at the fire.
*I don’t think i have anyone who could interact with Rag at his current position so maybe i could instead get Paracelsus if it’s not too much trouble?*
Mauric is cleaning the common room, absorbed in his work.
*Okay, it's all good man, don't worry about it.*
Paracelsus is walking around in her mushroom form, a dress made of spores around her.
Mauric feels Ambrosia's eyes on them for a moment, before she goes back to drinking "You're... Mauric right?"
*Thanks.*
Loriche is roaming about, looking for something to fight so she can test out her new tools.
“Mhm!” He nods.
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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.
"That's wonderful! Good to hear you're faring well." She responds, looking back down at her. "It seems I'm not the only one who's changed. Is the fungus part of your immortality experiments?"
She pauses for a second, having to internally hype herself up before she joins in the fight, attempting to strike at the beast's gut with her Gunlance and then fire an explosive round with the weapon still lodged into the creature- that is, if she can get past its scales. 9 to hit.
"A step in the right direction from what I understand, though I'm much more interested in what has happened to you." She says, looking them over, "You barely look like you used to, what happened?"
(When I go on it is says 24, so I'm taking that.)
The beast already didn't seem to be in a good way, though Thorfinn looks worse, the moment the explosive round lands underneath it's bone armor, it seems to cause real damage, the beast crying out, before beginning to run away. Thorfinn pants, covered in wounds and some kind of greying.
"Also a step in the right direction, I'm pretty sure. After our marriage, Henry and I wanted to be the best possible versions of ourselves. So, one quick trip to the Beach later, and now I'm a Nightmare Lord!" She explains in a cheery tone, as if the thing she's become isn't absolutely horrifying to behold.
As the wyvern flees, Mavis runs back over to Thorfinn, worried. "Are you okay? What was that thing?" She stutters.
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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)
"Also a step in the right direction, I'm pretty sure. After our marriage, Henry and I wanted to be the best possible versions of ourselves. So, one quick trip to the Beach later, and now I'm a Nightmare Lord!" She explains in a cheery tone, as if the thing she's become isn't absolutely horrifying to behold.
As the wyvern flees, Mavis runs back over to Thorfinn, worried. "Are you okay? What was that thing?" She stutters.
"A Nightmare Lord? I've heard of those! You became one? You got married? So much happened! Did you send me an invitation?! I'm sorry I missed it!" She hugs them with a bright and absolutely insane smile on her face, not exactly human herself anyway.
He leans against a tree, looking down at his greying skin as he pants, "Vaal Hazak, Elder Dragon." He says, barely able to speak, bleeding.
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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.'
"Also a step in the right direction, I'm pretty sure. After our marriage, Henry and I wanted to be the best possible versions of ourselves. So, one quick trip to the Beach later, and now I'm a Nightmare Lord!" She explains in a cheery tone, as if the thing she's become isn't absolutely horrifying to behold.
As the wyvern flees, Mavis runs back over to Thorfinn, worried. "Are you okay? What was that thing?" She stutters.
"A Nightmare Lord? I've heard of those! You became one? You got married? So much happened! Did you send me an invitation?! I'm sorry I missed it!" She hugs them with a bright and absolutely insane smile on her face, not exactly human herself anyway.
He leans against a tree, looking down at his greying skin as he pants, "Vaal Hazak, Elder Dragon." He says, barely able to speak, bleeding.
*I'm debating having KK's old friend from when she was human showing up as another character. Lots of potential for drama.*
"We did send an invitation, but it's okay- not many people showed up anyway, what with the hordes of monsters." She responds, laughing as she hugs them back with her far-too-many arms.
"That was an Elder Dragon? How do you keep finding these things?" She asks, helping him stand. "Come on, let's get you to the Inn. There should be someone there who can heal you."
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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)
"Also a step in the right direction, I'm pretty sure. After our marriage, Henry and I wanted to be the best possible versions of ourselves. So, one quick trip to the Beach later, and now I'm a Nightmare Lord!" She explains in a cheery tone, as if the thing she's become isn't absolutely horrifying to behold.
As the wyvern flees, Mavis runs back over to Thorfinn, worried. "Are you okay? What was that thing?" She stutters.
"A Nightmare Lord? I've heard of those! You became one? You got married? So much happened! Did you send me an invitation?! I'm sorry I missed it!" She hugs them with a bright and absolutely insane smile on her face, not exactly human herself anyway.
He leans against a tree, looking down at his greying skin as he pants, "Vaal Hazak, Elder Dragon." He says, barely able to speak, bleeding.
*I'm debating having KK's old friend from when she was human showing up as another character. Lots of potential for drama.*
"We did send an invitation, but it's okay- not many people showed up anyway, what with the hordes of monsters." She responds, laughing as she hugs them back with her far-too-many arms.
"That was an Elder Dragon? How do you keep finding these things?" She asks, helping him stand. "Come on, let's get you to the Inn. There should be someone there who can heal you."
*That would be interesting, Henry would probably murder them if they even made KK feel bad through.*
"Oh a horde of monsters? How interesting, do you want to trade research again some time?" She asks as she pulls back, putting her hands on her hips, looking up at them in a little awe.
He shakes his head, though he takes the help "I'm unlucky and my uncle was a legendary hunter maybe. The hunt isn't over, I've got to finish it first." He reaches at his belt, and drinks a potion, the greyness lessening a bit.
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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.'
"Also a step in the right direction, I'm pretty sure. After our marriage, Henry and I wanted to be the best possible versions of ourselves. So, one quick trip to the Beach later, and now I'm a Nightmare Lord!" She explains in a cheery tone, as if the thing she's become isn't absolutely horrifying to behold.
As the wyvern flees, Mavis runs back over to Thorfinn, worried. "Are you okay? What was that thing?" She stutters.
"A Nightmare Lord? I've heard of those! You became one? You got married? So much happened! Did you send me an invitation?! I'm sorry I missed it!" She hugs them with a bright and absolutely insane smile on her face, not exactly human herself anyway.
He leans against a tree, looking down at his greying skin as he pants, "Vaal Hazak, Elder Dragon." He says, barely able to speak, bleeding.
*I'm debating having KK's old friend from when she was human showing up as another character. Lots of potential for drama.*
"We did send an invitation, but it's okay- not many people showed up anyway, what with the hordes of monsters." She responds, laughing as she hugs them back with her far-too-many arms.
"That was an Elder Dragon? How do you keep finding these things?" She asks, helping him stand. "Come on, let's get you to the Inn. There should be someone there who can heal you."
*That would be interesting, Henry would probably murder them if they even made KK feel bad through.*
"Oh a horde of monsters? How interesting, do you want to trade research again some time?" She asks as she pulls back, putting her hands on her hips, looking up at them in a little awe.
He shakes his head, though he takes the help "I'm unlucky and my uncle was a legendary hunter maybe. The hunt isn't over, I've got to finish it first." He reaches at his belt, and drinks a potion, the greyness lessening a bit.
*KK probably wouldn't want them to be hurt by anyone, even if it's for her sake. Though, maybe they want to kill 'the abomination that killed their friend'. I'll figure out the details later.*
"I'd love to! Speaking of which, how have your attempts at immortality been going?" She asks, her mask shifting to show a question mark.
"...Alright. Then I'm coming with you." She responds, preparing herself to join him on the hunt properly.
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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)
*KK probably wouldn't want them to be hurt by anyone, even if it's for her sake. Though, maybe they want to kill 'the abomination that killed their friend'. I'll figure out the details later.*
"I'd love to! Speaking of which, how have your attempts at immortality been going?" She asks, her mask shifting to show a question mark.
"...Alright. Then I'm coming with you." She responds, preparing herself to join him on the hunt properly.
*It sounds like Henry is going to have to do something he's never thought he'd do, and not listen to his wife, how unfortunate.*
"I wouldn't know, I haven't yet tried to bring anything back through my mushrooms, but when I do you'll be the first to know the results. What about your experiments with the 'Old Blood'?"
He cracks his neck, and begins to track the creature, "You don't have to if you don't want to, I don't want you to get hurt like this Mavis, I worry about you... as a friend." He seems to add the last part after some thinking, continuing along.
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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 don’t think i have anyone who could interact with Rag at his current position so maybe i could instead get Paracelsus if it’s not too much trouble?*
Mauric is cleaning the common room, absorbed in his work.
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*it's good, intro's a page back.*
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.)
*Okay, it's all good man, don't worry about it.*
Paracelsus is walking around in her mushroom form, a dress made of spores around her.
Mauric feels Ambrosia's eyes on them for a moment, before she goes back to drinking "You're... Mauric right?"
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 notices her approaching, her mask 'smiling' again as she meets them halfway. "Paracelsus! Hi! It's been a while- how've you been?"
She rushes over towards the sound, picking up her gear and keeping her shield close in case anything tries to attack her.
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 smiles up at them, her eyes glowing a brilliant green "It seems something's changed about you KK, everything has been good, I'm a mother now!"
Thorfinn is in the forest, the ground around him is dead, not burned or hit with any element, just, dead, and he's fighting a Wyvern that seems to be wearing the corpse of another Wyvern.
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.)
"That's wonderful! Good to hear you're faring well." She responds, looking back down at her. "It seems I'm not the only one who's changed. Is the fungus part of your immortality experiments?"
She pauses for a second, having to internally hype herself up before she joins in the fight, attempting to strike at the beast's gut with her Gunlance and then fire an explosive round with the weapon still lodged into the creature- that is, if she can get past its scales. 20 to hit.
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)
"A step in the right direction from what I understand, though I'm much more interested in what has happened to you." She says, looking them over, "You barely look like you used to, what happened?"
(When I go on it is says 24, so I'm taking that.)
The beast already didn't seem to be in a good way, though Thorfinn looks worse, the moment the explosive round lands underneath it's bone armor, it seems to cause real damage, the beast crying out, before beginning to run away. Thorfinn pants, covered in wounds and some kind of greying.
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.)
*Thanks.*
Loriche is roaming about, looking for something to fight so she can test out her new tools.
“Mhm!” He nods.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Also a step in the right direction, I'm pretty sure. After our marriage, Henry and I wanted to be the best possible versions of ourselves. So, one quick trip to the Beach later, and now I'm a Nightmare Lord!" She explains in a cheery tone, as if the thing she's become isn't absolutely horrifying to behold.
As the wyvern flees, Mavis runs back over to Thorfinn, worried. "Are you okay? What was that thing?" She stutters.
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 strange mushroom woman may be a little interesting to possibly fight, waving over to them with a mad smile.
"My cousin talked about how nice you are, and you seem it." She says, sipping her wine.
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.)
"A Nightmare Lord? I've heard of those! You became one? You got married? So much happened! Did you send me an invitation?! I'm sorry I missed it!" She hugs them with a bright and absolutely insane smile on her face, not exactly human herself anyway.
He leans against a tree, looking down at his greying skin as he pants, "Vaal Hazak, Elder Dragon." He says, barely able to speak, bleeding.
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 approaches curiously. “Who’re you?”
“Who’s your cousin?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Paracelsus, who are you." She meets them half way.
"Marie, I believe you've met her, I may be mistaken."
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'm debating having KK's old friend from when she was human showing up as another character. Lots of potential for drama.*
"We did send an invitation, but it's okay- not many people showed up anyway, what with the hordes of monsters." She responds, laughing as she hugs them back with her far-too-many arms.
"That was an Elder Dragon? How do you keep finding these things?" She asks, helping him stand. "Come on, let's get you to the Inn. There should be someone there who can heal you."
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)
“Loriche. Whatcha doing in this neck of the woods?”
“Yeah but only a couple times, I think.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*That would be interesting, Henry would probably murder them if they even made KK feel bad through.*
"Oh a horde of monsters? How interesting, do you want to trade research again some time?" She asks as she pulls back, putting her hands on her hips, looking up at them in a little awe.
He shakes his head, though he takes the help "I'm unlucky and my uncle was a legendary hunter maybe. The hunt isn't over, I've got to finish it first." He reaches at his belt, and drinks a potion, the greyness lessening a bit.
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.)
"Looking for something to do or something to experiment on. You?"
"Well, when you were mentioned it was fondly, I'm Ambrosia, a pleasure."
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.)
*KK probably wouldn't want them to be hurt by anyone, even if it's for her sake. Though, maybe they want to kill 'the abomination that killed their friend'. I'll figure out the details later.*
"I'd love to! Speaking of which, how have your attempts at immortality been going?" She asks, her mask shifting to show a question mark.
"...Alright. Then I'm coming with you." She responds, preparing herself to join him on the hunt properly.
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 guess technically the same thing.”
“Nice to meet you!” He smiles at her.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*It sounds like Henry is going to have to do something he's never thought he'd do, and not listen to his wife, how unfortunate.*
"I wouldn't know, I haven't yet tried to bring anything back through my mushrooms, but when I do you'll be the first to know the results. What about your experiments with the 'Old Blood'?"
He cracks his neck, and begins to track the creature, "You don't have to if you don't want to, I don't want you to get hurt like this Mavis, I worry about you... as a friend." He seems to add the last part after some thinking, continuing along.
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.)