A damaged warforged stumbles into the Inn. It's head has a chunk missing from it and only one of it's eyes glows. the left half of where it's mouth would be has been partially destroyed, leaving a line of damage that looks like a jagged smile. It's right arm is gone and a jagged gash cuts through it's chest, showing the warforged's inner workings. it wears a cloak with a faded red symbol on the back and a briefcase is clutched in it's remaining hand. It makes it's way over to a table and sits down and opens up it's briefcase, a variety of tools inside
The elf winces as he slowly makes his way over to the table where the warforged sits. "For...forgive me for the intrusion, but you look... not to be in the best shape. I suppose I'm not either. Well... I do have ex-experience in artifice. Is there... something I can do? Perhaps just for a drink or two. Oh forgive me, how fo-forward of me. I'm Aldin. And y-you are?"
A damaged warforged stumbles into the Inn. It's head has a chunk missing from it and only one of it's eyes glows. the left half of where it's mouth would be has been partially destroyed, leaving a line of damage that looks like a jagged smile. It's right arm is gone and a jagged gash cuts through it's chest, showing the warforged's inner workings. it wears a cloak with a faded red symbol on the back and a briefcase is clutched in it's remaining hand. It makes it's way over to a table and sits down and opens up it's briefcase, a variety of tools inside
The elf winces as he slowly makes his way over to the table where the warforged sits. "For...forgive me for the intrusion, but you look... not to be in the best shape. I suppose I'm not either. Well... I do have ex-experience in artifice. Is there... something I can do? Perhaps just for a drink or two. Oh forgive me, how fo-forward of me. I'm Aldin. And y-you are?"
"I am Number Four. We may be able to help each other"
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"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
"Yes, it is. And all those people trying to run from you."
A random tiny blue otter appeared. “Ello!”
YES. YOU WOULD THINK THEY WOULD KNOW BY NOW THAT RESISTANCE IS FUTILE.
He turns to the random tiny blue otter. HELLO.
“Ello! You must be death. Nice to meet you!!!”
DON’T YOU MEAN DEATH? NOT LOWERCASE D DEATH, YOU CAPITALIZE THE NAME OF PEOPLE. SORRY ABOUT THAT. YES I AM DEATH. NICE TO MEET YOU TOO.
"Yeah, I can't believe what you have to work with on a daily basis. How did you get time off today?"
I EXIST OUTSIDE OF TIME. I CAN DIP IN AND OUT AT WILL. IT IS A LITTLE HARD TO EXPLAIN, BUT TIME IS NOT THE SAME CONSTRAINT TO ME AS IT IS TO MORTALS.
"Ah, yes. I have a couple friends that are similar, but of course, more powerful."
The Grim Sweeper grins, though the lack of facial flesh doesn’t really give him an alternative. THERE ARE MANY THAT ARE SIMILAR. MORE POWERFUL, MAYBE. ALL I KNOW IS THAT THERE ARE MANY LIVING BEINGS IN EXISTENCE, AND THEY ALL HAVE HOURGLASSES SPILLING GRAINS OF SAND, ONE BY ONE. EXCEPT FOR ME. I DON’T HAVE ONE.
"No, these two don't either."
INTERESTING, WHO ARE THEY? His head is cocked sideways in interest.
"Gawain and Syran."
THE NAMES RING A BELL. He stops and thinks for a moment. WHO ARE THEY?
"They are bird people. Aarakocra, they're called."
AARAKOCRA? WHO ARE THEY? WHAT MAKES THEM SO POWERFUL?
"Not only are they immortal, and unable to die(excluding wounds), and they are incredibly powerful beings, godlike in power, but whenever they die, they are reincarnated in their exact forms in a random place and time, and they have both already been reincarnated an infinite amount of times. I have no doubt that they are older, and more powerful than you."
AH, BUT I HAVE NEVER DIED, AND THEY HAVE. HOWEVER I AM NOT SURE IF I HAVE LIVED EITHER. He pauses and thinks about that for a moment. THEY DO REINCARNATE, BUT THAT IS BECAUSE I TURN THEIR HOURGLASSES OVER, ALL THE USED UP SAND BACK AT THE TOP READY TO DRAIN TO THE BOTTOM AGAIN. THEY ARE QUITE OLD, BUT I WILL JUST SAY THAT I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN THERE TO FLIP THEIR HOURGLASSES.
*This is all I can do at the moment. Death is in the real world right now, he has swept away the soul of a loved one.*
A damaged warforged stumbles into the Inn. It's head has a chunk missing from it and only one of it's eyes glows. the left half of where it's mouth would be has been partially destroyed, leaving a line of damage that looks like a jagged smile. It's right arm is gone and a jagged gash cuts through it's chest, showing the warforged's inner workings. it wears a cloak with a faded red symbol on the back and a briefcase is clutched in it's remaining hand. It makes it's way over to a table and sits down and opens up it's briefcase, a variety of tools inside
The elf winces as he slowly makes his way over to the table where the warforged sits. "For...forgive me for the intrusion, but you look... not to be in the best shape. I suppose I'm not either. Well... I do have ex-experience in artifice. Is there... something I can do? Perhaps just for a drink or two. Oh forgive me, how fo-forward of me. I'm Aldin. And y-you are?"
"I am Number Four. We may be able to help each other"
"Pl-please continue. Would you b-be willing to make a tr-trade of sorts? Some m-mending in exchange for a hot drink?"
A damaged warforged stumbles into the Inn. It's head has a chunk missing from it and only one of it's eyes glows. the left half of where it's mouth would be has been partially destroyed, leaving a line of damage that looks like a jagged smile. It's right arm is gone and a jagged gash cuts through it's chest, showing the warforged's inner workings. it wears a cloak with a faded red symbol on the back and a briefcase is clutched in it's remaining hand. It makes it's way over to a table and sits down and opens up it's briefcase, a variety of tools inside
The elf winces as he slowly makes his way over to the table where the warforged sits. "For...forgive me for the intrusion, but you look... not to be in the best shape. I suppose I'm not either. Well... I do have ex-experience in artifice. Is there... something I can do? Perhaps just for a drink or two. Oh forgive me, how fo-forward of me. I'm Aldin. And y-you are?"
"I am Number Four. We may be able to help each other"
"Pl-please continue. Would you b-be willing to make a tr-trade of sorts? Some m-mending in exchange for a hot drink?"
"That is a fair exchange"
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"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
A damaged warforged stumbles into the Inn. It's head has a chunk missing from it and only one of it's eyes glows. the left half of where it's mouth would be has been partially destroyed, leaving a line of damage that looks like a jagged smile. It's right arm is gone and a jagged gash cuts through it's chest, showing the warforged's inner workings. it wears a cloak with a faded red symbol on the back and a briefcase is clutched in it's remaining hand. It makes it's way over to a table and sits down and opens up it's briefcase, a variety of tools inside
The elf winces as he slowly makes his way over to the table where the warforged sits. "For...forgive me for the intrusion, but you look... not to be in the best shape. I suppose I'm not either. Well... I do have ex-experience in artifice. Is there... something I can do? Perhaps just for a drink or two. Oh forgive me, how fo-forward of me. I'm Aldin. And y-you are?"
"I am Number Four. We may be able to help each other"
"Pl-please continue. Would you b-be willing to make a tr-trade of sorts? Some m-mending in exchange for a hot drink?"
"That is a fair exchange"
The elf pulls a set of worn tools from a small knapsack. "Just... hold still for a moment.". He slowly works away, tending to the warforged, pulling parts from seemingly nowhere. Check: 15
A damaged warforged stumbles into the Inn. It's head has a chunk missing from it and only one of it's eyes glows. the left half of where it's mouth would be has been partially destroyed, leaving a line of damage that looks like a jagged smile. It's right arm is gone and a jagged gash cuts through it's chest, showing the warforged's inner workings. it wears a cloak with a faded red symbol on the back and a briefcase is clutched in it's remaining hand. It makes it's way over to a table and sits down and opens up it's briefcase, a variety of tools inside
The elf winces as he slowly makes his way over to the table where the warforged sits. "For...forgive me for the intrusion, but you look... not to be in the best shape. I suppose I'm not either. Well... I do have ex-experience in artifice. Is there... something I can do? Perhaps just for a drink or two. Oh forgive me, how fo-forward of me. I'm Aldin. And y-you are?"
"I am Number Four. We may be able to help each other"
"Pl-please continue. Would you b-be willing to make a tr-trade of sorts? Some m-mending in exchange for a hot drink?"
"That is a fair exchange"
The elf pulls a set of worn tools from a small knapsack. "Just... hold still for a moment.". He slowly works away, tending to the warforged, pulling parts from seemingly nowhere. Check: 14
"Th-there you go. You'll have to get a new arm, but the rest looks far better. Ho-how about that drink."
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"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
The elf winces as he slowly makes his way over to the table where the warforged sits. "For...forgive me for the intrusion, but you look... not to be in the best shape. I suppose I'm not either. Well... I do have ex-experience in artifice. Is there... something I can do? Perhaps just for a drink or two. Oh forgive me, how fo-forward of me. I'm Aldin. And y-you are?"
"I am Number Four. We may be able to help each other"
add "getting stabbed" to the list of things that I don't want to happen again
"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
*you said that last night too, kinda da hecc?*
BEANS
BOTTOM TEXT
*He says that every night now.*
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
waitin on ya, ella
*Why?*
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"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
*lil da hecc timber*
BEANS
BOTTOM TEXT
*I have no clue.*
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
waitin on ya, ella
*gtg y’all*
BEANS
BOTTOM TEXT
AH, BUT I HAVE NEVER DIED, AND THEY HAVE. HOWEVER I AM NOT SURE IF I HAVE LIVED EITHER. He pauses and thinks about that for a moment. THEY DO REINCARNATE, BUT THAT IS BECAUSE I TURN THEIR HOURGLASSES OVER, ALL THE USED UP SAND BACK AT THE TOP READY TO DRAIN TO THE BOTTOM AGAIN. THEY ARE QUITE OLD, BUT I WILL JUST SAY THAT I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN THERE TO FLIP THEIR HOURGLASSES.
*This is all I can do at the moment. Death is in the real world right now, he has swept away the soul of a loved one.*
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
add "getting stabbed" to the list of things that I don't want to happen again
"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
*Alright, fine, but only cuz I wanna*
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
waitin on ya, ella
*Response to the Summoning Dark*
"Gawain has been to other universi, and interacted with other Deaths. What have you to say to that?"
*What do you mean?*
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
waitin on ya, ella
*:|*
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"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
*He doesn't have to listen to you*
add "getting stabbed" to the list of things that I don't want to happen again
"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
"Pl-please continue. Would you b-be willing to make a tr-trade of sorts? Some m-mending in exchange for a hot drink?"
"That is a fair exchange"
add "getting stabbed" to the list of things that I don't want to happen again
"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
The elf pulls a set of worn tools from a small knapsack. "Just... hold still for a moment.". He slowly works away, tending to the warforged, pulling parts from seemingly nowhere. Check: 15
"Th-there you go. You'll have to get a new arm, but the rest looks far better. Ho-how about that drink."