“Love you more.” He kisses them one last time as he gets up, “Now I’m going to get you something to eat.”
“That was lovely, both of your sisters were wonders to meet.” She steps inside of the wagon, immediately taking off her heels.
"Hmmm." she grumbles, deep in thought. "Venison."
He flumps into the bed, sighing. "I don't know why you wore heels, even I know how much they suck."
*want a third?*
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“Love you more.” He kisses them one last time as he gets up, “Now I’m going to get you something to eat.”
“That was lovely, both of your sisters were wonders to meet.” She steps inside of the wagon, immediately taking off her heels.
"Hmmm." she grumbles, deep in thought. "Venison."
He flumps into the bed, sighing. "I don't know why you wore heels, even I know how much they suck."
*want a third?*
*Of course I do, who, I don’t know. Wheel?*
He nods, making his way out of the cave and shifting into a better form for hunting.
“Beauty comes at a cost, and it’s been a long time since I’ve worn heels, I can remember why now.” She leans against them.
*The wheel has Silyxer for some reason, and it picked him.*
Silyxer is perched on a hill
She waits for her husband, doting on the egg.
Blindly, she reaches out and puts a paw on the closest part of her he can reach. "You're hot no matter what, dear."
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She takes the small mushroom, holding it in her clawed hand. "Understood. Thank you." She responds, internally debating something.
She rushes over to Thorfinn, rummaging through her backpack of gear for anything that might help. "Oh nonononono- you're not dying here. Not on my watch."
"We don't recommend you consume it now, this is something you think over." Suddenly Paracelsus seems in control again, "Yeah, don't eat the mushroom yet."
Any good hunter that isn't immensely overconfident probably brings at least one potion with them, so in the time they search, they are likely able to find one. Thorfinn's breathing slows as his breath becomes hoarse, blood bubbling at his lips.
*Sorry about the delay*
"Okay, got it." She replies, pocketing the mushroom. "If I may ask, how did you first find out about this?"
After fumbling through her supplies for a moment, she does find a simple healing potion, and quickly rushes to give him the potion. "Here, this should help." (7 HP restored)
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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 takes the small mushroom, holding it in her clawed hand. "Understood. Thank you." She responds, internally debating something.
She rushes over to Thorfinn, rummaging through her backpack of gear for anything that might help. "Oh nonononono- you're not dying here. Not on my watch."
"We don't recommend you consume it now, this is something you think over." Suddenly Paracelsus seems in control again, "Yeah, don't eat the mushroom yet."
Any good hunter that isn't immensely overconfident probably brings at least one potion with them, so in the time they search, they are likely able to find one. Thorfinn's breathing slows as his breath becomes hoarse, blood bubbling at his lips.
*Sorry about the delay*
"Okay, got it." She replies, pocketing the mushroom. "If I may ask, how did you first find out about this?"
After fumbling through her supplies for a moment, she does find a simple healing potion, and quickly rushes to give him the potion. "Here, this should help." (5 HP restored)
*Dont be sorry, it’s good.*
“The mushrooms, they told me, I started to hear them, and I listened.” She says, passing them a bit of her notes.
After a moment the greying and the bleeding partially stop, he opens his eyes, looking up at them with a sick smile, his voice weak, “Did we do it…?” He asks, a look of… well something in his eyes.
“Love you more.” He kisses them one last time as he gets up, “Now I’m going to get you something to eat.”
“That was lovely, both of your sisters were wonders to meet.” She steps inside of the wagon, immediately taking off her heels.
"Hmmm." she grumbles, deep in thought. "Venison."
He flumps into the bed, sighing. "I don't know why you wore heels, even I know how much they suck."
*want a third?*
*Of course I do, who, I don’t know. Wheel?*
He nods, making his way out of the cave and shifting into a better form for hunting.
“Beauty comes at a cost, and it’s been a long time since I’ve worn heels, I can remember why now.” She leans against them.
*The wheel has Silyxer for some reason, and it picked him.*
Silyxer is perched on a hill
She waits for her husband, doting on the egg.
Blindly, she reaches out and puts a paw on the closest part of her he can reach. "You're hot no matter what, dear."
Silyxer feels a heat only one person and bring, Rag’s coming.
After a while, he comes back, dripping blood and holding exactly what they requested, in its rawest form, recently killed.
She smirks, putting a claw against their chin, “Thank you dear, you aren’t any bad at all yourself.”
His eyes are tuned to look for his nephew.
She entrusts the egg with him as she begins to eat ravenously.
"It's a long ride, dear." he smirks as well, leaning into their touch.
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“Love you more.” He kisses them one last time as he gets up, “Now I’m going to get you something to eat.”
“That was lovely, both of your sisters were wonders to meet.” She steps inside of the wagon, immediately taking off her heels.
"Hmmm." she grumbles, deep in thought. "Venison."
He flumps into the bed, sighing. "I don't know why you wore heels, even I know how much they suck."
*want a third?*
*Of course I do, who, I don’t know. Wheel?*
He nods, making his way out of the cave and shifting into a better form for hunting.
“Beauty comes at a cost, and it’s been a long time since I’ve worn heels, I can remember why now.” She leans against them.
*The wheel has Silyxer for some reason, and it picked him.*
Silyxer is perched on a hill
She waits for her husband, doting on the egg.
Blindly, she reaches out and puts a paw on the closest part of her he can reach. "You're hot no matter what, dear."
Silyxer feels a heat only one person and bring, Rag’s coming.
After a while, he comes back, dripping blood and holding exactly what they requested, in its rawest form, recently killed.
She smirks, putting a claw against their chin, “Thank you dear, you aren’t any bad at all yourself.”
His eyes are tuned to look for his nephew.
She entrusts the egg with him as she begins to eat ravenously.
"It's a long ride, dear." he smirks as well, leaning into their touch.
He isn’t trying that hard not be seen, walking towards them, waves of heat coming off of him.
He takes the egg, gingerly in his paws, holding it close and keeping it safe in his lap.
“We’ve got to come up with some way to pass the time, and it’s finally my turn with you.” (Good place to end? Pm?)
"Ragnerious, my nephew." he says with a smile, lowering his great big head to see them better
It's warm, but from her heat or it's own, he cannot tell. She finishes and sits down, leaning against the treasure pile. "Delicious.. I think I may go for a drink and a rinse in the river, will you join me?"
(good here, implied cause I'm about to go for 10 minutes to work on a project. owt else?)
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*Cut for Salem. Yep, but I can wait for when you get back.*
He sits down next to them, not smiling, “Hello Uncle. Doing well?” He asks, picking up a rock from the ground.
He looks up from the egg, “Won’t someone have to protect the egg? And it isn’t safe outside of the cave, I would love to join you, you know I would, but it’s best someone stays.”
She takes the small mushroom, holding it in her clawed hand. "Understood. Thank you." She responds, internally debating something.
She rushes over to Thorfinn, rummaging through her backpack of gear for anything that might help. "Oh nonononono- you're not dying here. Not on my watch."
"We don't recommend you consume it now, this is something you think over." Suddenly Paracelsus seems in control again, "Yeah, don't eat the mushroom yet."
Any good hunter that isn't immensely overconfident probably brings at least one potion with them, so in the time they search, they are likely able to find one. Thorfinn's breathing slows as his breath becomes hoarse, blood bubbling at his lips.
*Sorry about the delay*
"Okay, got it." She replies, pocketing the mushroom. "If I may ask, how did you first find out about this?"
After fumbling through her supplies for a moment, she does find a simple healing potion, and quickly rushes to give him the potion. "Here, this should help." (5 HP restored)
*Dont be sorry, it’s good.*
“The mushrooms, they told me, I started to hear them, and I listened.” She says, passing them a bit of her notes.
After a moment the greying and the bleeding partially stop, he opens his eyes, looking up at them with a sick smile, his voice weak, “Did we do it…?” He asks, a look of… well something in his eyes.
She takes the notes, looking through them while she hands Paracelsus her own notepad. "I see... feel free to look through some of my research too, If you'd like."
She seems relieved that he's... well, at least not at immediate risk of dying anymore. "Yeah, I think we did." She responds, a small smile on her face as she looks back at the corpse of the Elder Dragon.
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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)
*Cut for Salem. Yep, but I can wait for when you get back.*
He sits down next to them, not smiling, “Hello Uncle. Doing well?” He asks, picking up a rock from the ground.
He looks up from the egg, “Won’t someone have to protect the egg? And it isn’t safe outside of the cave, I would love to join you, you know I would, but it’s best someone stays.”
"Better than you it seems. What troubles your head?"
"Alas, you are right. What would I do without you?" she leaves him to go get a drink and have a rinse in the water, feeling refreshed. She flies around a bit and comes back, completely dry.
*Tell me who you desire.*
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She takes the small mushroom, holding it in her clawed hand. "Understood. Thank you." She responds, internally debating something.
She rushes over to Thorfinn, rummaging through her backpack of gear for anything that might help. "Oh nonononono- you're not dying here. Not on my watch."
"We don't recommend you consume it now, this is something you think over." Suddenly Paracelsus seems in control again, "Yeah, don't eat the mushroom yet."
Any good hunter that isn't immensely overconfident probably brings at least one potion with them, so in the time they search, they are likely able to find one. Thorfinn's breathing slows as his breath becomes hoarse, blood bubbling at his lips.
*Sorry about the delay*
"Okay, got it." She replies, pocketing the mushroom. "If I may ask, how did you first find out about this?"
After fumbling through her supplies for a moment, she does find a simple healing potion, and quickly rushes to give him the potion. "Here, this should help." (5 HP restored)
*Dont be sorry, it’s good.*
“The mushrooms, they told me, I started to hear them, and I listened.” She says, passing them a bit of her notes.
After a moment the greying and the bleeding partially stop, he opens his eyes, looking up at them with a sick smile, his voice weak, “Did we do it…?” He asks, a look of… well something in his eyes.
She takes the notes, looking through them while she hands Paracelsus her own notepad. "I see... feel free to look through some of my research too, If you'd like."
She seems relieved that he's... well, at least not at immediate risk of dying anymore. "Yeah, I think we did." She responds, a small smile on her face as she looks back at the corpse of the Elder Dragon.
She does, memorizing everything that she sees, nodding along with a smile as she reads from page to page, her own notes describing everything she said in more detail.
He pants as his lungs are able to take in air again without blood filling them, he seems to take a moment to gather his thoughts, worried, not of the Elder Dragon, but something else, “Thank you… Mavis… I couldn’t be more thankful.”
*Cut for Salem. Yep, but I can wait for when you get back.*
He sits down next to them, not smiling, “Hello Uncle. Doing well?” He asks, picking up a rock from the ground.
He looks up from the egg, “Won’t someone have to protect the egg? And it isn’t safe outside of the cave, I would love to join you, you know I would, but it’s best someone stays.”
"Better than you it seems. What troubles your head?"
"Alas, you are right. What would I do without you?" she leaves him to go get a drink and have a rinse in the water, feeling refreshed. She flies around a bit and comes back, completely dry.
*Tell me who you desire.*
*I desire… Tonya if you would.*
“Nothing, just thinking, not sure of what, but the thought itself finds its way to plaguing my mind.”
He looks at them, tilting his head, but not wanting to question what happened, taking a moment “Dear, did something happen? You look the same as you did when you left.”
“Nothing, just thinking, not sure of what, but the thought itself finds its way to plaguing my mind.”
He looks at them, tilting his head, but not wanting to question what happened, taking a moment “Dear, did something happen? You look the same as you did when you left.”
Tonya is staring at herself in the stream's reflection.
"An erratic mind is common with the recently deceased." he grumbles, seemingly disappointed.
"It's called 'i flew around to get dry', silly" she chuckles, taking the egg and climbing back onto the hoard.
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“The mushrooms, they told me, I started to hear them, and I listened.” She says, passing them a bit of her notes.
After a moment the greying and the bleeding partially stop, he opens his eyes, looking up at them with a sick smile, his voice weak, “Did we do it…?” He asks, a look of… well something in his eyes.
She takes the notes, looking through them while she hands Paracelsus her own notepad. "I see... feel free to look through some of my research too, If you'd like."
She seems relieved that he's... well, at least not at immediate risk of dying anymore. "Yeah, I think we did." She responds, a small smile on her face as she looks back at the corpse of the Elder Dragon.
She does, memorizing everything that she sees, nodding along with a smile as she reads from page to page, her own notes describing everything she said in more detail.
He pants as his lungs are able to take in air again without blood filling them, he seems to take a moment to gather his thoughts, worried, not of the Elder Dragon, but something else, “Thank you… Mavis… I couldn’t be more thankful.”
The notes are all on her studies of both the Old Blood and Dark Energy- including notes on how she in interacts with her constructs and herself. "Incredible..." She mutters while flipping through the pages, taking in every little detail she can with a mask that has far, far too many tiny green eyes.
"No thanks are necessary- I'm not going to let any of my friends die on my watch." She responds, weakly smiling a bit before she coughs up a bit of blood, having to sit down on the ground as to not fall over.
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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)
“Nothing, just thinking, not sure of what, but the thought itself finds its way to plaguing my mind.”
He looks at them, tilting his head, but not wanting to question what happened, taking a moment “Dear, did something happen? You look the same as you did when you left.”
Tonya is staring at herself in the stream's reflection.
"An erratic mind is common with the recently deceased." he grumbles, seemingly disappointed.
"It's called 'i flew around to get dry', silly" she chuckles, taking the egg and climbing back onto the hoard.
Gin walks up behind them, being very sneaky, before wrapping his arms around them, ‘looking’ down at the water from behind them.
“I suppose you’re right, what do you have on your mind, Uncle?” He asks, tossing the rock into the sky, and watching as it falls.
He joins them, happy they are back and chuckling softly with them, splaying himself out on the hoard, “Well, I can’t much do that myself, dear.”
“The mushrooms, they told me, I started to hear them, and I listened.” She says, passing them a bit of her notes.
After a moment the greying and the bleeding partially stop, he opens his eyes, looking up at them with a sick smile, his voice weak, “Did we do it…?” He asks, a look of… well something in his eyes.
She takes the notes, looking through them while she hands Paracelsus her own notepad. "I see... feel free to look through some of my research too, If you'd like."
She seems relieved that he's... well, at least not at immediate risk of dying anymore. "Yeah, I think we did." She responds, a small smile on her face as she looks back at the corpse of the Elder Dragon.
She does, memorizing everything that she sees, nodding along with a smile as she reads from page to page, her own notes describing everything she said in more detail.
He pants as his lungs are able to take in air again without blood filling them, he seems to take a moment to gather his thoughts, worried, not of the Elder Dragon, but something else, “Thank you… Mavis… I couldn’t be more thankful.”
The notes are all on her studies of both the Old Blood and Dark Energy- including notes on how she in interacts with her constructs and herself. "Incredible..." She mutters while flipping through the pages, taking in every little detail she can with a mask that has far, far too many tiny green eyes.
"No thanks are necessary- I'm not going to let any of my friends die on my watch." She responds, weakly smiling a bit before she coughs up a bit of blood, having to sit down on the ground as to not fall over.
She makes a mental note of everything, for some physical notes of her own later, before returning the notebook to them, “You have made leaps and bounds in your research, I am very happy for you.”
He winces when they call him a friend again, seemingly deciding against something, lying down and looking up at the cave ceiling, “We should probably get back to base, we need medical attention, desperately…” He wipes the blood from their lip.
“Nothing, just thinking, not sure of what, but the thought itself finds its way to plaguing my mind.”
He looks at them, tilting his head, but not wanting to question what happened, taking a moment “Dear, did something happen? You look the same as you did when you left.”
Tonya is staring at herself in the stream's reflection.
"An erratic mind is common with the recently deceased." he grumbles, seemingly disappointed.
"It's called 'i flew around to get dry', silly" she chuckles, taking the egg and climbing back onto the hoard.
Gin walks up behind them, being very sneaky, before wrapping his arms around them, ‘looking’ down at the water from behind them.
“I suppose you’re right, what do you have on your mind, Uncle?” He asks, tossing the rock into the sky, and watching as it falls.
He joins them, happy they are back and chuckling softly with them, splaying himself out on the hoard, “Well, I can’t much do that myself, dear.”
"eep!- Oh, Gin!" she punches him lightly, giggling.
"My own mortality has come into question. Direct descendants of Ragnaris, the one dragon every man and woman knows and fears, but still, we are not untouchable."
"Go get a dip and i'll lick you dry." she says, shrugging.
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"Hmmm." she grumbles, deep in thought. "Venison."
He flumps into the bed, sighing. "I don't know why you wore heels, even I know how much they suck."
*want a third?*
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
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My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*Of course I do, who, I don’t know. Wheel?*
He nods, making his way out of the cave and shifting into a better form for hunting.
“Beauty comes at a cost, and it’s been a long time since I’ve worn heels, I can remember why now.” She leans against them.
*The wheel has Silyxer for some reason, and it picked him.*
Silyxer is perched on a hill
She waits for her husband, doting on the egg.
Blindly, she reaches out and puts a paw on the closest part of her he can reach. "You're hot no matter what, dear."
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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
*Sorry about the delay*
"Okay, got it." She replies, pocketing the mushroom. "If I may ask, how did you first find out about this?"
After fumbling through her supplies for a moment, she does find a simple healing potion, and quickly rushes to give him the potion. "Here, this should help." (7 HP restored)
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)
*Dont be sorry, it’s good.*
“The mushrooms, they told me, I started to hear them, and I listened.” She says, passing them a bit of her notes.
After a moment the greying and the bleeding partially stop, he opens his eyes, looking up at them with a sick smile, his voice weak, “Did we do it…?” He asks, a look of… well something in his eyes.
Silyxer feels a heat only one person and bring, Rag’s coming.
After a while, he comes back, dripping blood and holding exactly what they requested, in its rawest form, recently killed.
She smirks, putting a claw against their chin, “Thank you dear, you aren’t any bad at all yourself.”
His eyes are tuned to look for his nephew.
She entrusts the egg with him as she begins to eat ravenously.
"It's a long ride, dear." he smirks as well, leaning into their touch.
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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
He isn’t trying that hard not be seen, walking towards them, waves of heat coming off of him.
He takes the egg, gingerly in his paws, holding it close and keeping it safe in his lap.
“We’ve got to come up with some way to pass the time, and it’s finally my turn with you.” (Good place to end? Pm?)
"Ragnerious, my nephew." he says with a smile, lowering his great big head to see them better
It's warm, but from her heat or it's own, he cannot tell. She finishes and sits down, leaning against the treasure pile. "Delicious.. I think I may go for a drink and a rinse in the river, will you join me?"
(good here, implied cause I'm about to go for 10 minutes to work on a project. owt else?)
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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
*Cut for Salem. Yep, but I can wait for when you get back.*
He sits down next to them, not smiling, “Hello Uncle. Doing well?” He asks, picking up a rock from the ground.
He looks up from the egg, “Won’t someone have to protect the egg? And it isn’t safe outside of the cave, I would love to join you, you know I would, but it’s best someone stays.”
She takes the notes, looking through them while she hands Paracelsus her own notepad. "I see... feel free to look through some of my research too, If you'd like."
She seems relieved that he's... well, at least not at immediate risk of dying anymore. "Yeah, I think we did." She responds, a small smile on her face as she looks back at the corpse of the Elder Dragon.
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)
"Better than you it seems. What troubles your head?"
"Alas, you are right. What would I do without you?" she leaves him to go get a drink and have a rinse in the water, feeling refreshed. She flies around a bit and comes back, completely dry.
*Tell me who you desire.*
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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
She does, memorizing everything that she sees, nodding along with a smile as she reads from page to page, her own notes describing everything she said in more detail.
He pants as his lungs are able to take in air again without blood filling them, he seems to take a moment to gather his thoughts, worried, not of the Elder Dragon, but something else, “Thank you… Mavis… I couldn’t be more thankful.”
*I desire… Tonya if you would.*
“Nothing, just thinking, not sure of what, but the thought itself finds its way to plaguing my mind.”
He looks at them, tilting his head, but not wanting to question what happened, taking a moment “Dear, did something happen? You look the same as you did when you left.”
Tonya is staring at herself in the stream's reflection.
"An erratic mind is common with the recently deceased." he grumbles, seemingly disappointed.
"It's called 'i flew around to get dry', silly" she chuckles, taking the egg and climbing back onto the hoard.
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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
The notes are all on her studies of both the Old Blood and Dark Energy- including notes on how she in interacts with her constructs and herself. "Incredible..." She mutters while flipping through the pages, taking in every little detail she can with a mask that has far, far too many tiny green eyes.
"No thanks are necessary- I'm not going to let any of my friends die on my watch." She responds, weakly smiling a bit before she coughs up a bit of blood, having to sit down on the ground as to not fall over.
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)
Gin walks up behind them, being very sneaky, before wrapping his arms around them, ‘looking’ down at the water from behind them.
“I suppose you’re right, what do you have on your mind, Uncle?” He asks, tossing the rock into the sky, and watching as it falls.
He joins them, happy they are back and chuckling softly with them, splaying himself out on the hoard, “Well, I can’t much do that myself, dear.”
She makes a mental note of everything, for some physical notes of her own later, before returning the notebook to them, “You have made leaps and bounds in your research, I am very happy for you.”
He winces when they call him a friend again, seemingly deciding against something, lying down and looking up at the cave ceiling, “We should probably get back to base, we need medical attention, desperately…” He wipes the blood from their lip.
*The parasite in me says I should play dead by daylight.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"eep!- Oh, Gin!" she punches him lightly, giggling.
"My own mortality has come into question. Direct descendants of Ragnaris, the one dragon every man and woman knows and fears, but still, we are not untouchable."
"Go get a dip and i'll lick you dry." she says, shrugging.
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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)
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2-13-25