Mavis is preparing to go on another hunt, having taken a long break from them. She's currently tending to her equipment, being especially careful with the gun-lance Felix gave her.
Omori is drawing another ritual circle for a spell, seeming unusually serious the whole time. She has some choice words for the star guardian that got her into that mess.
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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)
Mavis is preparing to go on another hunt, having taken a long break from them. She's currently tending to her equipment, being especially careful with the gun-lance Felix gave her.
Omori is drawing another ritual circle for a spell, seeming unusually serious the whole time. She has some choice words for the star guardian that got her into that mess.
*Good morning.*
Thorfinn hasn't been seen in days, not at the fleet ship, his room has been empty except for his hunting a equipment, but strangely enough. There was a letter, addressed to Mavis.
Merabelle is with them this time, and shes got some words that Omori won't hear Merabelle say until shes older. She's helping with the ritual, proud of her daughter's skills.
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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.'
Mavis is preparing to go on another hunt, having taken a long break from them. She's currently tending to her equipment, being especially careful with the gun-lance Felix gave her.
Omori is drawing another ritual circle for a spell, seeming unusually serious the whole time. She has some choice words for the star guardian that got her into that mess.
*Good morning.*
Thorfinn hasn't been seen in days, not at the fleet ship, his room has been empty except for his hunting a equipment, but strangely enough. There was a letter, addressed to Mavis.
Merabelle is with them this time, and shes got some words that Omori won't hear Merabelle say until shes older. She's helping with the ritual, proud of her daughter's skills.
She notices the letter, hesitating at first, but she does pick it up. She delicately opens the envelope seal and reads it.
After a short while, the sigils are all drawn, the circle ready to commune with the cosmos once again. Omori plants her staff in the middle of the circle, taking a breath. "Alright, that should be everything."
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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 notices the letter, hesitating at first, but she does pick it up. She delicately opens the envelope seal and reads it.
After a short while, the sigils are all drawn, the circle ready to commune with the cosmos once again. Omori plants her staff in the middle of the circle, taking a breath. "Alright, that should be everything."
"Mavis, I apologize that I refuse to speak with you in person because of my intense cowardliness, but there is something I must proclaim which I cannot refuse any longer. I, the idiot that I am seem to have fallen in love with you, though it is clear we can never be anything more than friends, my joy and respect for you persists. I have left as to cause us no conflict, and I am going to help with an Elder Dragon expedition back on the Old Continent, I may not come back at all, and so I leave you this letter. Goodbye from friend, and unfortunately, my love." His writing his surprisingly safisticated.
She sits down in the circle, "Befer we do this, ever time I snap my fingers, I want ya ta cover yer eyes until I stop speakin', okay?" She takes a deep breath as well.
She notices the letter, hesitating at first, but she does pick it up. She delicately opens the envelope seal and reads it.
After a short while, the sigils are all drawn, the circle ready to commune with the cosmos once again. Omori plants her staff in the middle of the circle, taking a breath. "Alright, that should be everything."
"Mavis, I apologize that I refuse to speak with you in person because of my intense cowardliness, but there is something I must proclaim which I cannot refuse any longer. I, the idiot that I am seem to have fallen in love with you, though it is clear we can never be anything more than friends, my joy and respect for you persists. I have left as to cause us no conflict, and I am going to help with an Elder Dragon expedition back on the Old Continent, I may not come back at all, and so I leave you this letter. Goodbye from friend, and unfortunately, my love." His writing his surprisingly safisticated.
She sits down in the circle, "Befer we do this, ever time I snap my fingers, I want ya ta cover yer eyes until I stop speakin', okay?" She takes a deep breath as well.
As she reads, it truly dawns on her that he was in love with her. It makes a lot of sense in hindsight- she's almost frustrated with herself that she didn't realize it sooner. She's happy he's not bitter about it, at least. She loves him- just not in that way. She puts the letter back in its envelope, placing it in her pack. "Goodbye, Thorfinn. Stay safe our there." She mutters, before slinging her pack over her shoulder and leaving the room.
She sits as well. "Okay." She simply responds, taking a breath before she begins to channel magic into the circle.
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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 notices the letter, hesitating at first, but she does pick it up. She delicately opens the envelope seal and reads it.
After a short while, the sigils are all drawn, the circle ready to commune with the cosmos once again. Omori plants her staff in the middle of the circle, taking a breath. "Alright, that should be everything."
"Mavis, I apologize that I refuse to speak with you in person because of my intense cowardliness, but there is something I must proclaim which I cannot refuse any longer. I, the idiot that I am seem to have fallen in love with you, though it is clear we can never be anything more than friends, my joy and respect for you persists. I have left as to cause us no conflict, and I am going to help with an Elder Dragon expedition back on the Old Continent, I may not come back at all, and so I leave you this letter. Goodbye from friend, and unfortunately, my love." His writing his surprisingly safisticated.
She sits down in the circle, "Befer we do this, ever time I snap my fingers, I want ya ta cover yer eyes until I stop speakin', okay?" She takes a deep breath as well.
As she reads, it truly dawns on her that he was in love with her. It makes a lot of sense in hindsight- she's almost frustrated with herself that she didn't realize it sooner. She's happy he's not bitter about it, at least. She loves him- just not in that way. She puts the letter back in its envelope, placing it in her pack. "Goodbye, Thorfinn. Stay safe our there." She mutters, before slinging her pack over her shoulder and leaving the room.
She sits as well. "Okay." She simply responds, taking a breath before she begins to channel magic into the circle.
*Short and simple, now I can kill off Thorfinn with no issue.*
"Oh an' yer ears too." She begins to channel power into the ritual as well, so they aren't exhausting themselves too much.
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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.'
As she reads, it truly dawns on her that he was in love with her. It makes a lot of sense in hindsight- she's almost frustrated with herself that she didn't realize it sooner. She's happy he's not bitter about it, at least. She loves him- just not in that way. She puts the letter back in its envelope, placing it in her pack. "Goodbye, Thorfinn. Stay safe our there." She mutters, before slinging her pack over her shoulder and leaving the room.
She sits as well. "Okay." She simply responds, taking a breath before she begins to channel magic into the circle.
*Short and simple, now I can kill off Thorfinn with no issue.*
"Oh an' yer ears too." She begins to channel power into the ritual as well, so they aren't exhausting themselves too much.
*Maybe don't kill of Thorfinn just yet... at least wait until Mavis can watch him die. >:)* *Future character trauma aside, would you like anyone else?*
She nods, understanding that it'd be a bad idea to risk seeing or hearing something that gets her cursed again. With their combined effort, it takes little time for the connection to succeed, and for the stellar celestial to respond.
"AH, THE LEGENDARY MERABELLE. GREETINGS TO YOU BOTH. WAS YOUR STUDENT'S EXPEDITION SUCCESSFUL?"
As she reads, it truly dawns on her that he was in love with her. It makes a lot of sense in hindsight- she's almost frustrated with herself that she didn't realize it sooner. She's happy he's not bitter about it, at least. She loves him- just not in that way. She puts the letter back in its envelope, placing it in her pack. "Goodbye, Thorfinn. Stay safe our there." She mutters, before slinging her pack over her shoulder and leaving the room.
She sits as well. "Okay." She simply responds, taking a breath before she begins to channel magic into the circle.
*Short and simple, now I can kill off Thorfinn with no issue.*
"Oh an' yer ears too." She begins to channel power into the ritual as well, so they aren't exhausting themselves too much.
*Maybe don't kill of Thorfinn just yet... at least wait until Mavis can watch him die. >:)* *Future character trauma aside, would you like anyone else?*
She nods, understanding that it'd be a bad idea to risk seeing or hearing something that gets her cursed again. With their combined effort, it takes little time for the connection to succeed, and for the stellar celestial to respond.
"AH, THE LEGENDARY MERABELLE. GREETINGS TO YOU BOTH. WAS YOUR STUDENT'S EXPEDITION SUCCESSFUL?"
*You should pick, and of course, Thorfinn will smolder to a pile of ash before her eyes, fantastic.*
She snaps her fingers immediately, "You [gp]in' sent my daughter ta go get a star disease ya [gp]? I had ta learn a ritual an' use a magic item ta heal her, if I ain't have that item she woulda become a better druid an' turned herself into a star beast like Rennick. I bet ya knew, didn't ya? Ya [gp], I almost lost my daughter ta madness because ya wanted her ta have a shortcut ta power." She begins cursing them out for a real long time, letting her emotions out before stopping, calming down and letting Omori have her turn.
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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.'
*Good morning, everyone!*
Mavis is preparing to go on another hunt, having taken a long break from them. She's currently tending to her equipment, being especially careful with the gun-lance Felix gave her.
Omori is drawing another ritual circle for a spell, seeming unusually serious the whole time. She has some choice words for the star guardian that got her into that mess.
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)
*Good morning.*
Thorfinn hasn't been seen in days, not at the fleet ship, his room has been empty except for his hunting a equipment, but strangely enough. There was a letter, addressed to Mavis.
Merabelle is with them this time, and shes got some words that Omori won't hear Merabelle say until shes older. She's helping with the ritual, proud of her daughter's skills.
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.)
John taps their shoulder, "Theren, you're talking to yourself. What about?"
She helps them, not much, letting them handle most of 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.)
She notices the letter, hesitating at first, but she does pick it up. She delicately opens the envelope seal and reads it.
After a short while, the sigils are all drawn, the circle ready to commune with the cosmos once again. Omori plants her staff in the middle of the circle, taking a breath. "Alright, that should be everything."
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)
*Sorry, had to do a lab*
"The Nameless God has worries about the other god." Theren says.
He grabs the frog and puts him in the jar.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Mavis, I apologize that I refuse to speak with you in person because of my intense cowardliness, but there is something I must proclaim which I cannot refuse any longer. I, the idiot that I am seem to have fallen in love with you, though it is clear we can never be anything more than friends, my joy and respect for you persists. I have left as to cause us no conflict, and I am going to help with an Elder Dragon expedition back on the Old Continent, I may not come back at all, and so I leave you this letter. Goodbye from friend, and unfortunately, my love." His writing his surprisingly safisticated.
She sits down in the circle, "Befer we do this, ever time I snap my fingers, I want ya ta cover yer eyes until I stop speakin', okay?" She takes a deep breath as well.
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.)
"For good reason, we've fought an avatar of the Iron Crown before, most of us didn't come back." He sighs.
She makes sure to poke holes in the jars "Make sure ta feed them."
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.)
"Im sure we'll be fine." Theren sighs
"Yes maam.."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Flies towards Theren and perches on his head with a bloody letter*
fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
As she reads, it truly dawns on her that he was in love with her. It makes a lot of sense in hindsight- she's almost frustrated with herself that she didn't realize it sooner. She's happy he's not bitter about it, at least. She loves him- just not in that way. She puts the letter back in its envelope, placing it in her pack. "Goodbye, Thorfinn. Stay safe our there." She mutters, before slinging her pack over her shoulder and leaving the room.
She sits as well. "Okay." She simply responds, taking a breath before she begins to channel magic into the circle.
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)
"If you're confident than so am I, we will be fine."
"Ya can just call me momma if ya want, or Merabelle."
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 just nods
"Ok mom."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Short and simple, now I can kill off Thorfinn with no issue.*
"Oh an' yer ears too." She begins to channel power into the ritual as well, so they aren't exhausting themselves too much.
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.)
Investigation check please.
She continues to help them with a smile on her face.
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.)
Investigation: 10
They catch a few more bugs
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
They find drag marks on the ground leading to some hidden ruins.
She enjoys each catch, wondering who would go after such a lovely child.
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.)
*Maybe don't kill of Thorfinn just yet... at least wait until Mavis can watch him die. >:)*
*Future character trauma aside, would you like anyone else?*
She nods, understanding that it'd be a bad idea to risk seeing or hearing something that gets her cursed again. With their combined effort, it takes little time for the connection to succeed, and for the stellar celestial to respond.
"AH, THE LEGENDARY MERABELLE. GREETINGS TO YOU BOTH. WAS YOUR STUDENT'S EXPEDITION SUCCESSFUL?"
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)
Theren points it out silently.
Heath smiles and laughs as he tries to catch a monarch butterfly
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*You should pick, and of course, Thorfinn will smolder to a pile of ash before her eyes, fantastic.*
She snaps her fingers immediately, "You [gp]in' sent my daughter ta go get a star disease ya [gp]? I had ta learn a ritual an' use a magic item ta heal her, if I ain't have that item she woulda become a better druid an' turned herself into a star beast like Rennick. I bet ya knew, didn't ya? Ya [gp], I almost lost my daughter ta madness because ya wanted her ta have a shortcut ta power." She begins cursing them out for a real long time, letting her emotions out before stopping, calming down and letting Omori have her turn.
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.)
John and Heriot begin sneaking towards the ruins, letting Theren lead.
She watches them, sitting down and taking a break, giving them little magical boosts.
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.)