"Usually that you are dealing with infernal powers and thus have given up your afterlife to whichever god you severed to be 'punished' as a devil. There could be other outcomes of course."
*Lie, he didn't know anything about demons*
"O-oh.... so i'm, i mean theoretically, becoming a demon?"
"No, your fine until you die. Usually you would go to which ever plane of the afterlife that your persona reflects to. So an adventurer goes to the Heroic Domains of Ysgard, or those that want a simple life go to the Blessed Fields of Elysium. If you swore your soul to a Demon or Devil, then by the Pact Primeval, Asmodeus has the power (and nearly always does) to make you forfeit such freedom of the afterlife and instead go to the plane of your patron, in this case the Infinite Layers of the Abyss where yes you will become a demon."
"Is that... like... bad?"
"... Most would consider it as such."
"Oh." He looks down
"I apologized if I have caused you grief."
Isaac thinks for a moment, "I'll... be fine."
Raphael puts their hand on Isaac's shoulder. "I am here to help you if you want it, I am sure Xan can explain why they did this."
"It's probably something attractive people do." He shrugs, then realises what he said and covers his face in embarresment
Lore is downstairs. She is making jewelry for Serenity.
Oriel is making miniature suns.
*Description?*
Lazarus watches, worried
*Oriel is a Titan. She stands taller then Mountains and is the Titan of the sky. She has night-blue skin with white speckles that dapple it like stars, long ash-colored hair, three sets of red eyes, and wears a long black dress, black metal sunburst crown and a black metal staff that is swirling with clouds.*
Oriel looks over and stoops down, crushing a bit of the forest below. "Hello little man"
"Good day, Titan of a certain name. I am not interrupting something important am I?"
"Of course not" she said and smiled, bearing needle-like teeth. She plucks him off the ground and studies him "You do not smell like a living thing"
"I do not. I am dead." They say, leavitating slightly above the ground
"A undead being? hmmm? you do not seem to lose touch with reality like most of them so a vampire?"
"Indeed."
"A blood-drinker.... can't say i have had the pleasure of meeting many of you"
"Usually that you are dealing with infernal powers and thus have given up your afterlife to whichever god you severed to be 'punished' as a devil. There could be other outcomes of course."
*Lie, he didn't know anything about demons*
"O-oh.... so i'm, i mean theoretically, becoming a demon?"
"No, your fine until you die. Usually you would go to which ever plane of the afterlife that your persona reflects to. So an adventurer goes to the Heroic Domains of Ysgard, or those that want a simple life go to the Blessed Fields of Elysium. If you swore your soul to a Demon or Devil, then by the Pact Primeval, Asmodeus has the power (and nearly always does) to make you forfeit such freedom of the afterlife and instead go to the plane of your patron, in this case the Infinite Layers of the Abyss where yes you will become a demon."
"Is that... like... bad?"
"... Most would consider it as such."
"Oh." He looks down
"I apologized if I have caused you grief."
Isaac thinks for a moment, "I'll... be fine."
Raphael puts their hand on Isaac's shoulder. "I am here to help you if you want it, I am sure Xan can explain why they did this."
"It's probably something attractive people do." He shrugs, then realises what he said and covers his face in embarresment
Raphael doesn't laugh at their misfortune. "Its okay, Inncubus' are supose to be like that."
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Lore is downstairs. She is making jewelry for Serenity.
Oriel is making miniature suns.
*Description?*
Lazarus watches, worried
*Oriel is a Titan. She stands taller then Mountains and is the Titan of the sky. She has night-blue skin with white speckles that dapple it like stars, long ash-colored hair, three sets of red eyes, and wears a long black dress, black metal sunburst crown and a black metal staff that is swirling with clouds.*
Oriel looks over and stoops down, crushing a bit of the forest below. "Hello little man"
"Good day, Titan of a certain name. I am not interrupting something important am I?"
"Of course not" she said and smiled, bearing needle-like teeth. She plucks him off the ground and studies him "You do not smell like a living thing"
"I do not. I am dead." They say, leavitating slightly above the ground
"A undead being? hmmm? you do not seem to lose touch with reality like most of them so a vampire?"
"Indeed."
"A blood-drinker.... can't say i have had the pleasure of meeting many of you"
"Making suns tend to cause most to die."
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Lore is downstairs. She is making jewelry for Serenity.
Oriel is making miniature suns.
*Description?*
Lazarus watches, worried
*Oriel is a Titan. She stands taller then Mountains and is the Titan of the sky. She has night-blue skin with white speckles that dapple it like stars, long ash-colored hair, three sets of red eyes, and wears a long black dress, black metal sunburst crown and a black metal staff that is swirling with clouds.*
Oriel looks over and stoops down, crushing a bit of the forest below. "Hello little man"
"Good day, Titan of a certain name. I am not interrupting something important am I?"
"Of course not" she said and smiled, bearing needle-like teeth. She plucks him off the ground and studies him "You do not smell like a living thing"
"I do not. I am dead." They say, leavitating slightly above the ground
"A undead being? hmmm? you do not seem to lose touch with reality like most of them so a vampire?"
"Indeed."
"A blood-drinker.... can't say i have had the pleasure of meeting many of you"
"Making suns tend to cause most to die."
"Mn" she said and shrugged "Something i have to do"
Lore is downstairs. She is making jewelry for Serenity.
Oriel is making miniature suns.
*Description?*
Lazarus watches, worried
*Oriel is a Titan. She stands taller then Mountains and is the Titan of the sky. She has night-blue skin with white speckles that dapple it like stars, long ash-colored hair, three sets of red eyes, and wears a long black dress, black metal sunburst crown and a black metal staff that is swirling with clouds.*
Oriel looks over and stoops down, crushing a bit of the forest below. "Hello little man"
"Good day, Titan of a certain name. I am not interrupting something important am I?"
"Of course not" she said and smiled, bearing needle-like teeth. She plucks him off the ground and studies him "You do not smell like a living thing"
"I do not. I am dead." They say, leavitating slightly above the ground
"A undead being? hmmm? you do not seem to lose touch with reality like most of them so a vampire?"
"Indeed."
"A blood-drinker.... can't say i have had the pleasure of meeting many of you"
"Making suns tend to cause most to die."
"Mn" she said and shrugged "Something i have to do"
"May I ask you to elaborate?"
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"Usually that you are dealing with infernal powers and thus have given up your afterlife to whichever god you severed to be 'punished' as a devil. There could be other outcomes of course."
*Lie, he didn't know anything about demons*
"O-oh.... so i'm, i mean theoretically, becoming a demon?"
"No, your fine until you die. Usually you would go to which ever plane of the afterlife that your persona reflects to. So an adventurer goes to the Heroic Domains of Ysgard, or those that want a simple life go to the Blessed Fields of Elysium. If you swore your soul to a Demon or Devil, then by the Pact Primeval, Asmodeus has the power (and nearly always does) to make you forfeit such freedom of the afterlife and instead go to the plane of your patron, in this case the Infinite Layers of the Abyss where yes you will become a demon."
"Is that... like... bad?"
"... Most would consider it as such."
"Oh." He looks down
"I apologized if I have caused you grief."
Isaac thinks for a moment, "I'll... be fine."
Raphael puts their hand on Isaac's shoulder. "I am here to help you if you want it, I am sure Xan can explain why they did this."
"It's probably something attractive people do." He shrugs, then realises what he said and covers his face in embarresment
Raphael doesn't laugh at their misfortune. "Its okay, Inncubus' are supose to be like that."
Lore is downstairs. She is making jewelry for Serenity.
Oriel is making miniature suns.
*Description?*
Lazarus watches, worried
*Oriel is a Titan. She stands taller then Mountains and is the Titan of the sky. She has night-blue skin with white speckles that dapple it like stars, long ash-colored hair, three sets of red eyes, and wears a long black dress, black metal sunburst crown and a black metal staff that is swirling with clouds.*
Oriel looks over and stoops down, crushing a bit of the forest below. "Hello little man"
"Good day, Titan of a certain name. I am not interrupting something important am I?"
"Of course not" she said and smiled, bearing needle-like teeth. She plucks him off the ground and studies him "You do not smell like a living thing"
"I do not. I am dead." They say, leavitating slightly above the ground
"A undead being? hmmm? you do not seem to lose touch with reality like most of them so a vampire?"
"Indeed."
"A blood-drinker.... can't say i have had the pleasure of meeting many of you"
"Making suns tend to cause most to die."
"Mn" she said and shrugged "Something i have to do"
"May I ask you to elaborate?"
"I am a Titan of the sky. My job is to make stars, suns, planets, etc"
"Usually that you are dealing with infernal powers and thus have given up your afterlife to whichever god you severed to be 'punished' as a devil. There could be other outcomes of course."
*Lie, he didn't know anything about demons*
"O-oh.... so i'm, i mean theoretically, becoming a demon?"
"No, your fine until you die. Usually you would go to which ever plane of the afterlife that your persona reflects to. So an adventurer goes to the Heroic Domains of Ysgard, or those that want a simple life go to the Blessed Fields of Elysium. If you swore your soul to a Demon or Devil, then by the Pact Primeval, Asmodeus has the power (and nearly always does) to make you forfeit such freedom of the afterlife and instead go to the plane of your patron, in this case the Infinite Layers of the Abyss where yes you will become a demon."
"Is that... like... bad?"
"... Most would consider it as such."
"Oh." He looks down
"I apologized if I have caused you grief."
Isaac thinks for a moment, "I'll... be fine."
Raphael puts their hand on Isaac's shoulder. "I am here to help you if you want it, I am sure Xan can explain why they did this."
"It's probably something attractive people do." He shrugs, then realises what he said and covers his face in embarresment
Raphael doesn't laugh at their misfortune. "Its okay, Inncubus' are supose to be like that."
"Incubi." He corrects, "Sorry, that was rude."
"It is fine. Your under pressure, I am... not as much."
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Lore is downstairs. She is making jewelry for Serenity.
Oriel is making miniature suns.
*Description?*
Lazarus watches, worried
*Oriel is a Titan. She stands taller then Mountains and is the Titan of the sky. She has night-blue skin with white speckles that dapple it like stars, long ash-colored hair, three sets of red eyes, and wears a long black dress, black metal sunburst crown and a black metal staff that is swirling with clouds.*
Oriel looks over and stoops down, crushing a bit of the forest below. "Hello little man"
"Good day, Titan of a certain name. I am not interrupting something important am I?"
"Of course not" she said and smiled, bearing needle-like teeth. She plucks him off the ground and studies him "You do not smell like a living thing"
"I do not. I am dead." They say, leavitating slightly above the ground
"A undead being? hmmm? you do not seem to lose touch with reality like most of them so a vampire?"
"Indeed."
"A blood-drinker.... can't say i have had the pleasure of meeting many of you"
"Making suns tend to cause most to die."
"Mn" she said and shrugged "Something i have to do"
"May I ask you to elaborate?"
"I am a Titan of the sky. My job is to make stars, suns, planets, etc"
"And you do that here?"
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Lore is downstairs. She is making jewelry for Serenity.
Oriel is making miniature suns.
*Description?*
Lazarus watches, worried
*Oriel is a Titan. She stands taller then Mountains and is the Titan of the sky. She has night-blue skin with white speckles that dapple it like stars, long ash-colored hair, three sets of red eyes, and wears a long black dress, black metal sunburst crown and a black metal staff that is swirling with clouds.*
Oriel looks over and stoops down, crushing a bit of the forest below. "Hello little man"
"Good day, Titan of a certain name. I am not interrupting something important am I?"
"Of course not" she said and smiled, bearing needle-like teeth. She plucks him off the ground and studies him "You do not smell like a living thing"
"I do not. I am dead." They say, leavitating slightly above the ground
"A undead being? hmmm? you do not seem to lose touch with reality like most of them so a vampire?"
"Indeed."
"A blood-drinker.... can't say i have had the pleasure of meeting many of you"
"Making suns tend to cause most to die."
"Mn" she said and shrugged "Something i have to do"
"May I ask you to elaborate?"
"I am a Titan of the sky. My job is to make stars, suns, planets, etc"
"And you do that here?"
"I can do it anywhere but i noticed this place was growing a bit"
"Usually that you are dealing with infernal powers and thus have given up your afterlife to whichever god you severed to be 'punished' as a devil. There could be other outcomes of course."
*Lie, he didn't know anything about demons*
"O-oh.... so i'm, i mean theoretically, becoming a demon?"
"No, your fine until you die. Usually you would go to which ever plane of the afterlife that your persona reflects to. So an adventurer goes to the Heroic Domains of Ysgard, or those that want a simple life go to the Blessed Fields of Elysium. If you swore your soul to a Demon or Devil, then by the Pact Primeval, Asmodeus has the power (and nearly always does) to make you forfeit such freedom of the afterlife and instead go to the plane of your patron, in this case the Infinite Layers of the Abyss where yes you will become a demon."
"Is that... like... bad?"
"... Most would consider it as such."
"Oh." He looks down
"I apologized if I have caused you grief."
Isaac thinks for a moment, "I'll... be fine."
Raphael puts their hand on Isaac's shoulder. "I am here to help you if you want it, I am sure Xan can explain why they did this."
"It's probably something attractive people do." He shrugs, then realises what he said and covers his face in embarresment
Raphael doesn't laugh at their misfortune. "Its okay, Inncubus' are supose to be like that."
"Incubi." He corrects, "Sorry, that was rude."
"It is fine. Your under pressure, I am... not as much."
"Um... favorite misadventure of being immortal?"
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"It's probably something attractive people do." He shrugs, then realises what he said and covers his face in embarresment
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
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"A blood-drinker.... can't say i have had the pleasure of meeting many of you"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Stabbing myself and forgetting I cant die!"
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Isaac blushes profusely but hugs xan, "You need a cleansin" He jokes, given the fact he doesn't actually know how to do that
"But i like you too, and you seem sad."
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
Raphael doesn't laugh at their misfortune. "Its okay, Inncubus' are supose to be like that."
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"Making suns tend to cause most to die."
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Xan chuckles "Make that threat again and ill throw you down these stairs"
"Im always sad" she said
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
They laugh slightly. "I see. That does create problems."
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"Mn" she said and shrugged "Something i have to do"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"May I ask you to elaborate?"
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"Incubi." He corrects, "Sorry, that was rude."
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
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"Sorry! I kid," isaac laughs, "Maybe we can do something else?"
"No, you aren't. I've seem genuine joy in you."
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"I am a Titan of the sky. My job is to make stars, suns, planets, etc"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Like what?" he askes.
"I'm always sad" she said again, as if trying to cement it
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"It is fine. Your under pressure, I am... not as much."
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"And you do that here?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"I can do it anywhere but i noticed this place was growing a bit"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Isaac kisses him, then pulls back, "That."
"No." Serenity says firmly, "You aren't."
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"Its ok, nothings pressure."
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND