*Welp, here are all my characters. Pick who you would like to rp with :]*
Adder is inside his room, nursing wounds. Bruises and cuts are littered up and down his body and a chunk of his horn seems to have broken off. He lies in his bed, cold sweat over his body as he slowly turns over, gritting his teeth as he does. He slowly moves and takes off his shirt he is wearing, stained with his blood, as he throws it to a chair.
Thatcher is sitting at the bar, having a bit of breakfast before returning to his work. He looks like he hasn’t slept in days, nor has he gotten dressed into anything else. He sighs and runs a hand through his hair, flipping through a case file.
Jack is outside. He is lying in the semi-frozen grass, weaving magic as he hums to himself. He lies on a black blanket that protect him from the elements he lays upon. He has a smile playing on his lips as he watches tangible magic run through his fingers as if it were water.
Lore is sitting in her room, weaving some sort of wool sweater that seems to glisten with a holy magic. Each thread seems like it is made of silver as she takes careful care to weave magic into the yarn, making the final product a useful sweater that can deflect magic that is thrown its way.
Kelipso is outside. He is doing his duty as a ranger and destroying a few blights that are crawling through the forest. One blight, made up entirely of moss, staggers towards him, trying to rush him. He expertly maneuvers away and gets low to the ground, spins sideways to use his quarterstaff to trip it.
Xan is avoiding everyone and everything. He goes up to his room, locks the door, and flops on his bed. He lights a cigarette before drawing the curtains, so the room is thrown into darkness. Slowly, he takes off his shirt and throws it into an unseen corner of the room before going back to his bed and lying down, wincing a bit before crying silently.
Yuri is lying upstairs in her room. Illness racks her body after what had happened to Tatiana and now, she was suffering due to nature suffering.
Sitting on the windowsill is an ornate bottle, almost like a flask. It stands about 7 inches tall and is made from expertly crafted adamantine. The outside of the bottle is engraved with intricate designs of palaces amongst clouds, the sun reaching over the horizon with long beams of light piercing everything. It is painted with deep tones of blue and indigo and pale shades of cyan and turquoise.
The lid of the flash is a cork, as if it means to hold wine. The cork itself is not like anything that is seen before, it is made of turquoise and wood. In the wood, a set of numbers are engraved. “1. 9. 23. 6.”.
*Adder*
Galax knocks on Adders door, "can I come in?"
Adder lets out a groan, to lazy to get up
"Is that a yes?"
Another groan
"I'm assuming that's a yes" Galax says, opening the door "you really got banged up this time" he says, standing next to the bed
"y e p" he said and rolled over to face Galax "I'm alive..."
"Barley" Galax says "I'm going to heal you okay?" Casting power word heal on adder
Adder has no energy to protest so he just lies there, letting him.
Adder is back to full health, and the wounds close "you really need to stop pit fighting
"I wasn't... Pit fighting" he said while sitting up. He is still in pain but he is fine.
"What was it then?" Galax seems worried
I was caught stealing again"
Galax slaps him across the face "what was it this time?" He says, his expression softening slightly
Adder looks stunned from the slap for a minute before looking down at the ground. "It wasn't anything bad..."
"Sorry" Galax says sheepishly "but really, what was it? I'm not upset at you adder, just... Surprised"
"I know... i havent done it in..... awhile..."
"What did you take?" Galax asks, sitting next to adder
"a few gems...." he said and dug into his pockets and pulled out like 10 gems
"Adder, you're like a brother to me, if you need money, just ask"
"But my pride makes it impossible for me to do that"
"And I can't sit by, when you have to steal money, when I have more money than I know what to do with!"
"No" he said and laid back down.
"Adder! Don't let your stupid pride get in the way of someone trying to help you! I've been fine when you've refused my help in the past, but not this time "
*Welp, here are all my characters. Pick who you would like to rp with :]*
Adder is inside his room, nursing wounds. Bruises and cuts are littered up and down his body and a chunk of his horn seems to have broken off. He lies in his bed, cold sweat over his body as he slowly turns over, gritting his teeth as he does. He slowly moves and takes off his shirt he is wearing, stained with his blood, as he throws it to a chair.
Thatcher is sitting at the bar, having a bit of breakfast before returning to his work. He looks like he hasn’t slept in days, nor has he gotten dressed into anything else. He sighs and runs a hand through his hair, flipping through a case file.
Jack is outside. He is lying in the semi-frozen grass, weaving magic as he hums to himself. He lies on a black blanket that protect him from the elements he lays upon. He has a smile playing on his lips as he watches tangible magic run through his fingers as if it were water.
Lore is sitting in her room, weaving some sort of wool sweater that seems to glisten with a holy magic. Each thread seems like it is made of silver as she takes careful care to weave magic into the yarn, making the final product a useful sweater that can deflect magic that is thrown its way.
Kelipso is outside. He is doing his duty as a ranger and destroying a few blights that are crawling through the forest. One blight, made up entirely of moss, staggers towards him, trying to rush him. He expertly maneuvers away and gets low to the ground, spins sideways to use his quarterstaff to trip it.
Xan is avoiding everyone and everything. He goes up to his room, locks the door, and flops on his bed. He lights a cigarette before drawing the curtains, so the room is thrown into darkness. Slowly, he takes off his shirt and throws it into an unseen corner of the room before going back to his bed and lying down, wincing a bit before crying silently.
Yuri is lying upstairs in her room. Illness racks her body after what had happened to Tatiana and now, she was suffering due to nature suffering.
Sitting on the windowsill is an ornate bottle, almost like a flask. It stands about 7 inches tall and is made from expertly crafted adamantine. The outside of the bottle is engraved with intricate designs of palaces amongst clouds, the sun reaching over the horizon with long beams of light piercing everything. It is painted with deep tones of blue and indigo and pale shades of cyan and turquoise.
The lid of the flash is a cork, as if it means to hold wine. The cork itself is not like anything that is seen before, it is made of turquoise and wood. In the wood, a set of numbers are engraved. “1. 9. 23. 6.”.
*Adder*
Galax knocks on Adders door, "can I come in?"
Adder lets out a groan, to lazy to get up
"Is that a yes?"
Another groan
"I'm assuming that's a yes" Galax says, opening the door "you really got banged up this time" he says, standing next to the bed
"y e p" he said and rolled over to face Galax "I'm alive..."
"Barley" Galax says "I'm going to heal you okay?" Casting power word heal on adder
Adder has no energy to protest so he just lies there, letting him.
Adder is back to full health, and the wounds close "you really need to stop pit fighting
"I wasn't... Pit fighting" he said while sitting up. He is still in pain but he is fine.
"What was it then?" Galax seems worried
I was caught stealing again"
Galax slaps him across the face "what was it this time?" He says, his expression softening slightly
Adder looks stunned from the slap for a minute before looking down at the ground. "It wasn't anything bad..."
"Sorry" Galax says sheepishly "but really, what was it? I'm not upset at you adder, just... Surprised"
"I know... i havent done it in..... awhile..."
"What did you take?" Galax asks, sitting next to adder
"a few gems...." he said and dug into his pockets and pulled out like 10 gems
"Adder, you're like a brother to me, if you need money, just ask"
"But my pride makes it impossible for me to do that"
"And I can't sit by, when you have to steal money, when I have more money than I know what to do with!"
"No" he said and laid back down.
"Adder! Don't let your stupid pride get in the way of someone trying to help you! I've been fine when you've refused my help in the past, but not this time "
He remains quiet and puts a pillow over his head.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
*Welp, here are all my characters. Pick who you would like to rp with :]*
Adder is inside his room, nursing wounds. Bruises and cuts are littered up and down his body and a chunk of his horn seems to have broken off. He lies in his bed, cold sweat over his body as he slowly turns over, gritting his teeth as he does. He slowly moves and takes off his shirt he is wearing, stained with his blood, as he throws it to a chair.
Thatcher is sitting at the bar, having a bit of breakfast before returning to his work. He looks like he hasn’t slept in days, nor has he gotten dressed into anything else. He sighs and runs a hand through his hair, flipping through a case file.
Jack is outside. He is lying in the semi-frozen grass, weaving magic as he hums to himself. He lies on a black blanket that protect him from the elements he lays upon. He has a smile playing on his lips as he watches tangible magic run through his fingers as if it were water.
Lore is sitting in her room, weaving some sort of wool sweater that seems to glisten with a holy magic. Each thread seems like it is made of silver as she takes careful care to weave magic into the yarn, making the final product a useful sweater that can deflect magic that is thrown its way.
Kelipso is outside. He is doing his duty as a ranger and destroying a few blights that are crawling through the forest. One blight, made up entirely of moss, staggers towards him, trying to rush him. He expertly maneuvers away and gets low to the ground, spins sideways to use his quarterstaff to trip it.
Xan is avoiding everyone and everything. He goes up to his room, locks the door, and flops on his bed. He lights a cigarette before drawing the curtains, so the room is thrown into darkness. Slowly, he takes off his shirt and throws it into an unseen corner of the room before going back to his bed and lying down, wincing a bit before crying silently.
Yuri is lying upstairs in her room. Illness racks her body after what had happened to Tatiana and now, she was suffering due to nature suffering.
Sitting on the windowsill is an ornate bottle, almost like a flask. It stands about 7 inches tall and is made from expertly crafted adamantine. The outside of the bottle is engraved with intricate designs of palaces amongst clouds, the sun reaching over the horizon with long beams of light piercing everything. It is painted with deep tones of blue and indigo and pale shades of cyan and turquoise.
The lid of the flash is a cork, as if it means to hold wine. The cork itself is not like anything that is seen before, it is made of turquoise and wood. In the wood, a set of numbers are engraved. “1. 9. 23. 6.”.
*Adder*
Galax knocks on Adders door, "can I come in?"
Adder lets out a groan, to lazy to get up
"Is that a yes?"
Another groan
"I'm assuming that's a yes" Galax says, opening the door "you really got banged up this time" he says, standing next to the bed
"y e p" he said and rolled over to face Galax "I'm alive..."
"Barley" Galax says "I'm going to heal you okay?" Casting power word heal on adder
Adder has no energy to protest so he just lies there, letting him.
Adder is back to full health, and the wounds close "you really need to stop pit fighting
"I wasn't... Pit fighting" he said while sitting up. He is still in pain but he is fine.
"What was it then?" Galax seems worried
I was caught stealing again"
Galax slaps him across the face "what was it this time?" He says, his expression softening slightly
Adder looks stunned from the slap for a minute before looking down at the ground. "It wasn't anything bad..."
"Sorry" Galax says sheepishly "but really, what was it? I'm not upset at you adder, just... Surprised"
"I know... i havent done it in..... awhile..."
"What did you take?" Galax asks, sitting next to adder
"a few gems...." he said and dug into his pockets and pulled out like 10 gems
"Adder, you're like a brother to me, if you need money, just ask"
"But my pride makes it impossible for me to do that"
"And I can't sit by, when you have to steal money, when I have more money than I know what to do with!"
"No" he said and laid back down.
"Adder! Don't let your stupid pride get in the way of someone trying to help you! I've been fine when you've refused my help in the past, but not this time "
He remains quiet and puts a pillow over his head.
"I'm not sure how to convince you, but I won't stop, please adder, don't let your pride blind you"
*Welp, here are all my characters. Pick who you would like to rp with :]*
Adder is inside his room, nursing wounds. Bruises and cuts are littered up and down his body and a chunk of his horn seems to have broken off. He lies in his bed, cold sweat over his body as he slowly turns over, gritting his teeth as he does. He slowly moves and takes off his shirt he is wearing, stained with his blood, as he throws it to a chair.
Thatcher is sitting at the bar, having a bit of breakfast before returning to his work. He looks like he hasn’t slept in days, nor has he gotten dressed into anything else. He sighs and runs a hand through his hair, flipping through a case file.
Jack is outside. He is lying in the semi-frozen grass, weaving magic as he hums to himself. He lies on a black blanket that protect him from the elements he lays upon. He has a smile playing on his lips as he watches tangible magic run through his fingers as if it were water.
Lore is sitting in her room, weaving some sort of wool sweater that seems to glisten with a holy magic. Each thread seems like it is made of silver as she takes careful care to weave magic into the yarn, making the final product a useful sweater that can deflect magic that is thrown its way.
Kelipso is outside. He is doing his duty as a ranger and destroying a few blights that are crawling through the forest. One blight, made up entirely of moss, staggers towards him, trying to rush him. He expertly maneuvers away and gets low to the ground, spins sideways to use his quarterstaff to trip it.
Xan is avoiding everyone and everything. He goes up to his room, locks the door, and flops on his bed. He lights a cigarette before drawing the curtains, so the room is thrown into darkness. Slowly, he takes off his shirt and throws it into an unseen corner of the room before going back to his bed and lying down, wincing a bit before crying silently.
Yuri is lying upstairs in her room. Illness racks her body after what had happened to Tatiana and now, she was suffering due to nature suffering.
Sitting on the windowsill is an ornate bottle, almost like a flask. It stands about 7 inches tall and is made from expertly crafted adamantine. The outside of the bottle is engraved with intricate designs of palaces amongst clouds, the sun reaching over the horizon with long beams of light piercing everything. It is painted with deep tones of blue and indigo and pale shades of cyan and turquoise.
The lid of the flash is a cork, as if it means to hold wine. The cork itself is not like anything that is seen before, it is made of turquoise and wood. In the wood, a set of numbers are engraved. “1. 9. 23. 6.”.
*Adder*
Galax knocks on Adders door, "can I come in?"
Adder lets out a groan, to lazy to get up
"Is that a yes?"
Another groan
"I'm assuming that's a yes" Galax says, opening the door "you really got banged up this time" he says, standing next to the bed
"y e p" he said and rolled over to face Galax "I'm alive..."
"Barley" Galax says "I'm going to heal you okay?" Casting power word heal on adder
Adder has no energy to protest so he just lies there, letting him.
Adder is back to full health, and the wounds close "you really need to stop pit fighting
"I wasn't... Pit fighting" he said while sitting up. He is still in pain but he is fine.
"What was it then?" Galax seems worried
I was caught stealing again"
Galax slaps him across the face "what was it this time?" He says, his expression softening slightly
Adder looks stunned from the slap for a minute before looking down at the ground. "It wasn't anything bad..."
"Sorry" Galax says sheepishly "but really, what was it? I'm not upset at you adder, just... Surprised"
"I know... i havent done it in..... awhile..."
"What did you take?" Galax asks, sitting next to adder
"a few gems...." he said and dug into his pockets and pulled out like 10 gems
"Adder, you're like a brother to me, if you need money, just ask"
"But my pride makes it impossible for me to do that"
"And I can't sit by, when you have to steal money, when I have more money than I know what to do with!"
"No" he said and laid back down.
"Adder! Don't let your stupid pride get in the way of someone trying to help you! I've been fine when you've refused my help in the past, but not this time "
He remains quiet and puts a pillow over his head.
"I'm not sure how to convince you, but I won't stop, please adder, don't let your pride blind you"
"Mn. i dont need money, i have a job, but for some reason i stole"
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
*Welp, here are all my characters. Pick who you would like to rp with :]*
Adder is inside his room, nursing wounds. Bruises and cuts are littered up and down his body and a chunk of his horn seems to have broken off. He lies in his bed, cold sweat over his body as he slowly turns over, gritting his teeth as he does. He slowly moves and takes off his shirt he is wearing, stained with his blood, as he throws it to a chair.
Thatcher is sitting at the bar, having a bit of breakfast before returning to his work. He looks like he hasn’t slept in days, nor has he gotten dressed into anything else. He sighs and runs a hand through his hair, flipping through a case file.
Jack is outside. He is lying in the semi-frozen grass, weaving magic as he hums to himself. He lies on a black blanket that protect him from the elements he lays upon. He has a smile playing on his lips as he watches tangible magic run through his fingers as if it were water.
Lore is sitting in her room, weaving some sort of wool sweater that seems to glisten with a holy magic. Each thread seems like it is made of silver as she takes careful care to weave magic into the yarn, making the final product a useful sweater that can deflect magic that is thrown its way.
Kelipso is outside. He is doing his duty as a ranger and destroying a few blights that are crawling through the forest. One blight, made up entirely of moss, staggers towards him, trying to rush him. He expertly maneuvers away and gets low to the ground, spins sideways to use his quarterstaff to trip it.
Xan is avoiding everyone and everything. He goes up to his room, locks the door, and flops on his bed. He lights a cigarette before drawing the curtains, so the room is thrown into darkness. Slowly, he takes off his shirt and throws it into an unseen corner of the room before going back to his bed and lying down, wincing a bit before crying silently.
Yuri is lying upstairs in her room. Illness racks her body after what had happened to Tatiana and now, she was suffering due to nature suffering.
Sitting on the windowsill is an ornate bottle, almost like a flask. It stands about 7 inches tall and is made from expertly crafted adamantine. The outside of the bottle is engraved with intricate designs of palaces amongst clouds, the sun reaching over the horizon with long beams of light piercing everything. It is painted with deep tones of blue and indigo and pale shades of cyan and turquoise.
The lid of the flash is a cork, as if it means to hold wine. The cork itself is not like anything that is seen before, it is made of turquoise and wood. In the wood, a set of numbers are engraved. “1. 9. 23. 6.”.
*Adder*
Galax knocks on Adders door, "can I come in?"
Adder lets out a groan, to lazy to get up
"Is that a yes?"
Another groan
"I'm assuming that's a yes" Galax says, opening the door "you really got banged up this time" he says, standing next to the bed
"y e p" he said and rolled over to face Galax "I'm alive..."
"Barley" Galax says "I'm going to heal you okay?" Casting power word heal on adder
Adder has no energy to protest so he just lies there, letting him.
Adder is back to full health, and the wounds close "you really need to stop pit fighting
"I wasn't... Pit fighting" he said while sitting up. He is still in pain but he is fine.
"What was it then?" Galax seems worried
I was caught stealing again"
Galax slaps him across the face "what was it this time?" He says, his expression softening slightly
Adder looks stunned from the slap for a minute before looking down at the ground. "It wasn't anything bad..."
"Sorry" Galax says sheepishly "but really, what was it? I'm not upset at you adder, just... Surprised"
"I know... i havent done it in..... awhile..."
"What did you take?" Galax asks, sitting next to adder
"a few gems...." he said and dug into his pockets and pulled out like 10 gems
"Adder, you're like a brother to me, if you need money, just ask"
"But my pride makes it impossible for me to do that"
"And I can't sit by, when you have to steal money, when I have more money than I know what to do with!"
"No" he said and laid back down.
"Adder! Don't let your stupid pride get in the way of someone trying to help you! I've been fine when you've refused my help in the past, but not this time "
He remains quiet and puts a pillow over his head.
"I'm not sure how to convince you, but I won't stop, please adder, don't let your pride blind you"
"Mn. i dont need money, i have a job, but for some reason i stole"
"And that makes me believe that your job isn't paying you what you need"
*Welp, here are all my characters. Pick who you would like to rp with :]*
Adder is inside his room, nursing wounds. Bruises and cuts are littered up and down his body and a chunk of his horn seems to have broken off. He lies in his bed, cold sweat over his body as he slowly turns over, gritting his teeth as he does. He slowly moves and takes off his shirt he is wearing, stained with his blood, as he throws it to a chair.
Thatcher is sitting at the bar, having a bit of breakfast before returning to his work. He looks like he hasn’t slept in days, nor has he gotten dressed into anything else. He sighs and runs a hand through his hair, flipping through a case file.
Jack is outside. He is lying in the semi-frozen grass, weaving magic as he hums to himself. He lies on a black blanket that protect him from the elements he lays upon. He has a smile playing on his lips as he watches tangible magic run through his fingers as if it were water.
Lore is sitting in her room, weaving some sort of wool sweater that seems to glisten with a holy magic. Each thread seems like it is made of silver as she takes careful care to weave magic into the yarn, making the final product a useful sweater that can deflect magic that is thrown its way.
Kelipso is outside. He is doing his duty as a ranger and destroying a few blights that are crawling through the forest. One blight, made up entirely of moss, staggers towards him, trying to rush him. He expertly maneuvers away and gets low to the ground, spins sideways to use his quarterstaff to trip it.
Xan is avoiding everyone and everything. He goes up to his room, locks the door, and flops on his bed. He lights a cigarette before drawing the curtains, so the room is thrown into darkness. Slowly, he takes off his shirt and throws it into an unseen corner of the room before going back to his bed and lying down, wincing a bit before crying silently.
Yuri is lying upstairs in her room. Illness racks her body after what had happened to Tatiana and now, she was suffering due to nature suffering.
Sitting on the windowsill is an ornate bottle, almost like a flask. It stands about 7 inches tall and is made from expertly crafted adamantine. The outside of the bottle is engraved with intricate designs of palaces amongst clouds, the sun reaching over the horizon with long beams of light piercing everything. It is painted with deep tones of blue and indigo and pale shades of cyan and turquoise.
The lid of the flash is a cork, as if it means to hold wine. The cork itself is not like anything that is seen before, it is made of turquoise and wood. In the wood, a set of numbers are engraved. “1. 9. 23. 6.”.
*Adder*
Galax knocks on Adders door, "can I come in?"
Adder lets out a groan, to lazy to get up
"Is that a yes?"
Another groan
"I'm assuming that's a yes" Galax says, opening the door "you really got banged up this time" he says, standing next to the bed
"y e p" he said and rolled over to face Galax "I'm alive..."
"Barley" Galax says "I'm going to heal you okay?" Casting power word heal on adder
Adder has no energy to protest so he just lies there, letting him.
Adder is back to full health, and the wounds close "you really need to stop pit fighting
"I wasn't... Pit fighting" he said while sitting up. He is still in pain but he is fine.
"What was it then?" Galax seems worried
I was caught stealing again"
Galax slaps him across the face "what was it this time?" He says, his expression softening slightly
Adder looks stunned from the slap for a minute before looking down at the ground. "It wasn't anything bad..."
"Sorry" Galax says sheepishly "but really, what was it? I'm not upset at you adder, just... Surprised"
"I know... i havent done it in..... awhile..."
"What did you take?" Galax asks, sitting next to adder
"a few gems...." he said and dug into his pockets and pulled out like 10 gems
"Adder, you're like a brother to me, if you need money, just ask"
"But my pride makes it impossible for me to do that"
"And I can't sit by, when you have to steal money, when I have more money than I know what to do with!"
"No" he said and laid back down.
"Adder! Don't let your stupid pride get in the way of someone trying to help you! I've been fine when you've refused my help in the past, but not this time "
He remains quiet and puts a pillow over his head.
"I'm not sure how to convince you, but I won't stop, please adder, don't let your pride blind you"
"Mn. i dont need money, i have a job, but for some reason i stole"
"And that makes me believe that your job isn't paying you what you need"
"No... im fine for money."
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
Adder is inside his room, nursing wounds. Bruises and cuts are littered up and down his body and a chunk of his horn seems to have broken off. He lies in his bed, cold sweat over his body as he slowly turns over, gritting his teeth as he does. He slowly moves and takes off his shirt he is wearing, stained with his blood, as he throws it to a chair.
Thatcher is sitting at the bar, having a bit of breakfast before returning to his work. He looks like he hasn’t slept in days, nor has he gotten dressed into anything else. He sighs and runs a hand through his hair, flipping through a case file.
Jack is outside. He is lying in the semi-frozen grass, weaving magic as he hums to himself. He lies on a black blanket that protect him from the elements he lays upon. He has a smile playing on his lips as he watches tangible magic run through his fingers as if it were water.
Lore is sitting in her room, weaving some sort of wool sweater that seems to glisten with a holy magic. Each thread seems like it is made of silver as she takes careful care to weave magic into the yarn, making the final product a useful sweater that can deflect magic that is thrown its way.
Kelipso is outside. He is doing his duty as a ranger and destroying a few blights that are crawling through the forest. One blight, made up entirely of moss, staggers towards him, trying to rush him. He expertly maneuvers away and gets low to the ground, spins sideways to use his quarterstaff to trip it.
Xan is avoiding everyone and everything. He goes up to his room, locks the door, and flops on his bed. He lights a cigarette before drawing the curtains, so the room is thrown into darkness. Slowly, he takes off his shirt and throws it into an unseen corner of the room before going back to his bed and lying down, wincing a bit before crying silently.
Yuri is lying upstairs in her room. Illness racks her body after what had happened to Tatiana and now, she was suffering due to nature suffering.
(I'll go with Jack)
Gravedigger walks over to him "What are you casting?"
"I honestly have no clue. I just like messing with magic." he said and grinned
"Isn't that a bit dangerous to do?"
"Not entirely if you know what your doing." he said and sat up "want to try?"
"Sure. It's been a little while since i've played with magic"
He forms what looks like a violet ball of light in his hand and hands it to them
"Adder! Don't let your stupid pride get in the way of someone trying to help you! I've been fine when you've refused my help in the past, but not this time "
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
He remains quiet and puts a pillow over his head.
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I'm not sure how to convince you, but I won't stop, please adder, don't let your pride blind you"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
"Mn. i dont need money, i have a job, but for some reason i stole"
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"And that makes me believe that your job isn't paying you what you need"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
"No... im fine for money."
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"then why did you steal?"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
He shrugs "Im not sure... i guess i still have old blood in me..."
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"If you truly didn't mean to steal them, you should return them
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
"..." he remains quiet.
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
(I hate my internet)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
He shapes it into a cube
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
"What are you bot telling me adder?"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
(Anyone on?)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
*sad, nobody is on*
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
(Hello?)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
[[ sorry I randomly left again, I’m not gonna be on much for a while, take care of yourselves, this is Noi, until we meet again ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
*Bye noi! I'll miss you a bunch and love ya platonically*
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
*Also hi, i'm on for once. Who else is here :D*
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
[[ ⟟ had ⏃ vibe and the vibe was right ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger