"How so?" Theren asks softly. Leo gently braids her hair.
"And hes our charge. He needs to understand that hes a weapon." Leon snaps. Atres punches Leon in the shoulder. "Shut up."
She leans against Leo, "They... knew about my change... they knew everything... they had special bindings for me though I've only been this way a few days."
Merabelle takes a deep breath, "Yall are gonna explain, but not with Heath here, an' if y'all try anythin', remember, I ain't someone ta mess with."
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'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"How so?" Theren asks softly. Leo gently braids her hair.
"And hes our charge. He needs to understand that hes a weapon." Leon snaps. Atres punches Leon in the shoulder. "Shut up."
She leans against Leo, "They... knew about my change... they knew everything... they had special bindings for me though I've only been this way a few days."
Merabelle takes a deep breath, "Yall are gonna explain, but not with Heath here, an' if y'all try anythin', remember, I ain't someone ta mess with."
Theren sighs. "Okay, so a slightly advanced cult." he says with a sigh. "What did they look like."
"We dont have to explain anything to you Miss Merabelle."
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Theren sighs. "Okay, so a slightly advanced cult." he says with a sigh. "What did they look like."
"We dont have to explain anything to you Miss Merabelle."
She draws the masks, perfect replicas of what they look like, as well as the ritual dagger almost used on her.
"Yeah ya do. Yall had the chance ta keep it from me, but then Leon bungled it."
Theren tilts his head, examining the drawings. Almost like venom, part of the nameless gods face takes over half of therens face. "Whaddya think buddy?" Theren asks. *Since he is a god he should be able to figure it out right?*
"Heath. Go play." Atres says softly. Heath leaves and Leon sighs. "He was genetically built to be a powerful sorcerer."
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Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Theren sighs. "Okay, so a slightly advanced cult." he says with a sigh. "What did they look like."
"We dont have to explain anything to you Miss Merabelle."
She draws the masks, perfect replicas of what they look like, as well as the ritual dagger almost used on her.
"Yeah ya do. Yall had the chance ta keep it from me, but then Leon bungled it."
Theren tilts his head, examining the drawings. Almost like venom, part of the nameless gods face takes over half of therens face. "Whaddya think buddy?" Theren asks. *Since he is a god he should be able to figure it out right?*
"Heath. Go play." Atres says softly. Heath leaves and Leon sighs. "He was genetically built to be a powerful sorcerer."
*Based on how old the Nameless God is, probably. All the gifts Ana has given Leo, the strange and powerful artifacts are basically distilled versions of the power coming from another Eldritch god simply known as the Iron Crown.*
Ana watches, but after a moment just looks down at her lap, trying to keep her breaths steady.
She crosses her arms, tapping her bicep with a claw "An' y'all are treatin' him this way? I understand why y'all don't want him out on his own, but he ain't nothin' I ain't dealt with befer. I got three powerful magicians under my roof, he's just another."
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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.'
Theren sighs. "Okay, so a slightly advanced cult." he says with a sigh. "What did they look like."
"We dont have to explain anything to you Miss Merabelle."
She draws the masks, perfect replicas of what they look like, as well as the ritual dagger almost used on her.
"Yeah ya do. Yall had the chance ta keep it from me, but then Leon bungled it."
Theren tilts his head, examining the drawings. Almost like venom, part of the nameless gods face takes over half of therens face. "Whaddya think buddy?" Theren asks. *Since he is a god he should be able to figure it out right?*
"Heath. Go play." Atres says softly. Heath leaves and Leon sighs. "He was genetically built to be a powerful sorcerer."
*Based on how old the Nameless God is, probably. All the gifts Ana has given Leo, the strange and powerful artifacts are basically distilled versions of the power coming from another Eldritch god simply known as the Iron Crown.*
Ana watches, but after a moment just looks down at her lap, trying to keep her breaths steady.
She crosses her arms, tapping her bicep with a claw "An' y'all are treatin' him this way? I understand why y'all don't want him out on his own, but he ain't nothin' I ain't dealt with befer. I got three powerful magicians under my roof, he's just another."
"Theren. I dont like this. The Iron Crown. Old god like me." he grumbles. Theren sighs. "Yet another god cult i gotta kill."
"We want him to be safe. He just doesnt understand how to control his powers properly."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Theren. I dont like this. The Iron Crown. Old god like me." he grumbles. Theren sighs. "Yet another god cult i gotta kill."
"We want him to be safe. He just doesnt understand how to control his powers properly."
"You shouldn't try to do this alone... I can get you some help if you want..." She says, getting a pen and some ink to write letters.
"An' y'all think I can't be trusted ta protect him?" She tilts her head before nodding, "I understand. I ain't gonna stop, but I understand."
"Sure. I'm gonna go gear up. I wanna get this done asap." Theren then turns to Leo. "Maybe use your magical pool to contact these people yeah?" he says, leaving.
"Look, we trust you, but help us keep him safe. Hes the last of his line."
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Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Sure. I'm gonna go gear up. I wanna get this done asap." Theren then turns to Leo. "Maybe use your magical pool to contact these people yeah?" he says, leaving.
"Look, we trust you, but help us keep him safe. Hes the last of his line."
She begins writing letters for all the people she knows that are willing to help with the matter, her handwriting a little wavy, her face covered with worry.
She nods along with them, "I promise I will, but he's still a kid, ya gotta let him live 'er he'll make some mistakes later in life with pent up emotions."
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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.'
"Sure. I'm gonna go gear up. I wanna get this done asap." Theren then turns to Leo. "Maybe use your magical pool to contact these people yeah?" he says, leaving.
"Look, we trust you, but help us keep him safe. Hes the last of his line."
She begins writing letters for all the people she knows that are willing to help with the matter, her handwriting a little wavy, her face covered with worry.
She nods along with them, "I promise I will, but he's still a kid, ya gotta let him live 'er he'll make some mistakes later in life with pent up emotions."
Leo taps her shoulder. "I have a faster way to talk to them dear."
"Understood."
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Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Leo taps her shoulder. "I have a faster way to talk to them dear."
"Understood."
She looks up to them, before putting down the quill, nodding "O-okay..."
She turns to watch Heath play, smiling softly.
"Give me one of their names." he says, turning a fountain on and making a rainbow appear.
Heath is catching more bugs
"Heriot. She would want to fight these... not people anymore..." She looks over to them curiously.
She walks over to them, smiling down at them, "I got ya out o' trouble with those two."
He says their name and tosses a golden drachma through the rainbow. *If they are alive they can now talk, their face will appear in the rainbow. So she will see Leo and Ana*
"Thank you..."
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Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Leo taps her shoulder. "I have a faster way to talk to them dear."
"Understood."
She looks up to them, before putting down the quill, nodding "O-okay..."
She turns to watch Heath play, smiling softly.
"Give me one of their names." he says, turning a fountain on and making a rainbow appear.
Heath is catching more bugs
"Heriot. She would want to fight these... not people anymore..." She looks over to them curiously.
She walks over to them, smiling down at them, "I got ya out o' trouble with those two."
He says their name and tosses a golden drachma through the rainbow. *If they are alive they can now talk, their face will appear in the rainbow. So she will see Leo and Ana*
"Thank you..."
Heriot, who is sleeping at the moment, has her face appear on the rainbow, shes covered in blood, though not her own, and snoring loudly. Ana laughs, "Yeah... that's Heriot alright."
"What are you collecting now? Can I see, lil one?"
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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.'
Leo taps her shoulder. "I have a faster way to talk to them dear."
"Understood."
She looks up to them, before putting down the quill, nodding "O-okay..."
She turns to watch Heath play, smiling softly.
"Give me one of their names." he says, turning a fountain on and making a rainbow appear.
Heath is catching more bugs
"Heriot. She would want to fight these... not people anymore..." She looks over to them curiously.
She walks over to them, smiling down at them, "I got ya out o' trouble with those two."
He says their name and tosses a golden drachma through the rainbow. *If they are alive they can now talk, their face will appear in the rainbow. So she will see Leo and Ana*
"Thank you..."
Heriot, who is sleeping at the moment, has her face appear on the rainbow, shes covered in blood, though not her own, and snoring loudly. Ana laughs, "Yeah... that's Heriot alright."
"What are you collecting now? Can I see, lil one?"
"HEY HERIOT!" Leo says loudly.
He holds up a jar with a centipede.
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"How so?" Theren asks softly. Leo gently braids her hair.
"And hes our charge. He needs to understand that hes a weapon." Leon snaps. Atres punches Leon in the shoulder. "Shut up."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She leans against Leo, "They... knew about my change... they knew everything... they had special bindings for me though I've only been this way a few days."
Merabelle takes a deep breath, "Yall are gonna explain, but not with Heath here, an' if y'all try anythin', remember, I ain't someone ta mess with."
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.)
Theren sighs. "Okay, so a slightly advanced cult." he says with a sigh. "What did they look like."
"We dont have to explain anything to you Miss Merabelle."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She draws the masks, perfect replicas of what they look like, as well as the ritual dagger almost used on her.
"Yeah ya do. Yall had the chance ta keep it from me, but then Leon bungled it."
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.)
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Theren tilts his head, examining the drawings. Almost like venom, part of the nameless gods face takes over half of therens face. "Whaddya think buddy?" Theren asks. *Since he is a god he should be able to figure it out right?*
"Heath. Go play." Atres says softly. Heath leaves and Leon sighs. "He was genetically built to be a powerful sorcerer."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Based on how old the Nameless God is, probably. All the gifts Ana has given Leo, the strange and powerful artifacts are basically distilled versions of the power coming from another Eldritch god simply known as the Iron Crown.*
Ana watches, but after a moment just looks down at her lap, trying to keep her breaths steady.
She crosses her arms, tapping her bicep with a claw "An' y'all are treatin' him this way? I understand why y'all don't want him out on his own, but he ain't nothin' I ain't dealt with befer. I got three powerful magicians under my roof, he's just another."
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.)
"Theren. I dont like this. The Iron Crown. Old god like me." he grumbles. Theren sighs. "Yet another god cult i gotta kill."
"We want him to be safe. He just doesnt understand how to control his powers properly."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Thirteen is sifting through epidemiological texts desperately.
Mauric is starting his shift.
Loriche is clearing some of the paths through the woods of debris and the like.
Riotan is breeding snakes in a cave.
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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 try to do this alone... I can get you some help if you want..." She says, getting a pen and some ink to write letters.
"An' y'all think I can't be trusted ta protect him?" She tilts her head before nodding, "I understand. I ain't gonna stop, but I understand."
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.)
Paracelsus notices her distressed professor, and is there to attempt to help them.
They hear someone playing a string instrument nearby, Uzui is eating lunch and playing the Roan.
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.)
"Sure. I'm gonna go gear up. I wanna get this done asap." Theren then turns to Leo. "Maybe use your magical pool to contact these people yeah?" he says, leaving.
"Look, we trust you, but help us keep him safe. Hes the last of his line."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She begins writing letters for all the people she knows that are willing to help with the matter, her handwriting a little wavy, her face covered with worry.
She nods along with them, "I promise I will, but he's still a kid, ya gotta let him live 'er he'll make some mistakes later in life with pent up emotions."
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.)
Leo taps her shoulder. "I have a faster way to talk to them dear."
"Understood."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She looks up to them, before putting down the quill, nodding "O-okay..."
She turns to watch Heath play, smiling softly.
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.)
"Give me one of their names." he says, turning a fountain on and making a rainbow appear.
Heath is catching more bugs
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Heriot. She would want to fight these... not people anymore..." She looks over to them curiously.
She walks over to them, smiling down at them, "I got ya out o' trouble with those two."
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.)
He says their name and tosses a golden drachma through the rainbow. *If they are alive they can now talk, their face will appear in the rainbow. So she will see Leo and Ana*
"Thank you..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Heriot, who is sleeping at the moment, has her face appear on the rainbow, shes covered in blood, though not her own, and snoring loudly. Ana laughs, "Yeah... that's Heriot alright."
"What are you collecting now? Can I see, lil one?"
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.)
"HEY HERIOT!" Leo says loudly.
He holds up a jar with a centipede.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.