Lord's Rest Inn

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*Thanks. Just wanted to make sure.* 

"It is nothing personal, it is just my job. The Rulers of the Celestial planes sent me down to record what you do and say. Gods have a history of wreaking havoc amongst the lesserfolk, and they wanted to make sure they could hold you accountable for your actions.

 "I never wished to hurt them, art was made to inspire."

 "Then inspire away and I will write the records of your generosity, you will go down in history as a being more mighty than a muse and all artists will call out to you for aid in their craft. But, if you let your celestial nature obscure your vision and you destroy or harm those the gods protect, then you will be tried in the celestial courts, and the pages will be your downfall."

 

 When this is said, a tall dark figure in the corner says quietly. AND I WILL BE THE EXECUTIONER.

 "HOLY HADES!"

The tall dark figure appears to be a skeletal figure in a shadowy cloak. He holds a broom in his pale, bone hand. It is the Grim Sweeper. He thinks to himself, I CAME HERE TO GET A DRINK AND FIND MYSELF SURROUNDED BY DEMONS AND GODS. SIGH. WHY CAN'T I EVER GET AWAY FROM WORK.

Misunderstanding the exclamation, (he doesn't understand living things at all) the Grim Sweeper says, NO, HADES ISN'T WHERE THE GODS GO WHEN THEY DIE. 

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*I just want to say that the Scrivener is an amazing character.*

 *Thank you, he was going to be a NPC in a one-shot, but it never happened. I put him in here because I really want to use him, and I didn't realize all this would happen.*

 *What! I thought that you made the character when I said Fabrut was a god! They fit so perfectly together!*

 *My other character Frost is a god as well lol*

 *One of my characters is the descendant of a god and a demon. Not as interesting, but still cool.*

 *That's just as cool!*

 *He is also the heir to the Highlands throne, can manipulate reality with music, and has an Aasimar sister, half-elf brother, and Omsosaa sister.*

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Frost is making an ice carving of the Scrivener

 The Scrivener mutters something about having too much work to keep up with and begins to write quicker. His pen flying across the page almost too fast for the human eye to see.

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*Thanks. Just wanted to make sure.* 

"It is nothing personal, it is just my job. The Rulers of the Celestial planes sent me down to record what you do and say. Gods have a history of wreaking havoc amongst the lesserfolk, and they wanted to make sure they could hold you accountable for your actions.

 "I never wished to hurt them, art was made to inspire."

 "Then inspire away and I will write the records of your generosity, you will go down in history as a being more mighty than a muse and all artists will call out to you for aid in their craft. But, if you let your celestial nature obscure your vision and you destroy or harm those the gods protect, then you will be tried in the celestial courts, and the pages will be your downfall."

 

 When this is said, a tall dark figure in the corner says quietly. AND I WILL BE THE EXECUTIONER.

 "HOLY HADES!"

The tall dark figure appears to be a skeletal figure in a shadowy cloak. He holds a broom in his pale, bone hand. It is the Grim Sweeper. He thinks to himself, I CAME HERE TO GET A DRINK AND FIND MYSELF SURROUNDED BY DEMONS AND GODS. SIGH. WHY CAN'T I EVER GET AWAY FROM WORK.

Misunderstanding the exclamation, (he doesn't understand living things at all) the Grim Sweeper says, NO, HADES ISN'T WHERE THE GODS GO WHEN THEY DIE. 

 "Ah, you know that Hades is in charge of the underworld, also, I can't die unless art is lost to all, or by other gods killing me. Are you a god?

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*Thanks. Just wanted to make sure.* 

"It is nothing personal, it is just my job. The Rulers of the Celestial planes sent me down to record what you do and say. Gods have a history of wreaking havoc amongst the lesserfolk, and they wanted to make sure they could hold you accountable for your actions.

 "I never wished to hurt them, art was made to inspire."

 "Then inspire away and I will write the records of your generosity, you will go down in history as a being more mighty than a muse and all artists will call out to you for aid in their craft. But, if you let your celestial nature obscure your vision and you destroy or harm those the gods protect, then you will be tried in the celestial courts, and the pages will be your downfall."

 

 When this is said, a tall dark figure in the corner says quietly. AND I WILL BE THE EXECUTIONER.

 "HOLY HADES!"

The tall dark figure appears to be a skeletal figure in a shadowy cloak. He holds a broom in his pale, bone hand. It is the Grim Sweeper. He thinks to himself, I CAME HERE TO GET A DRINK AND FIND MYSELF SURROUNDED BY DEMONS AND GODS. SIGH. WHY CAN'T I EVER GET AWAY FROM WORK.

Misunderstanding the exclamation, (he doesn't understand living things at all) the Grim Sweeper says, NO, HADES ISN'T WHERE THE GODS GO WHEN THEY DIE. 

 "Ah, you know that Hades is in charge of the underworld, also, I can't die unless art is lost to all, or by other gods killing me. Are you a god?