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*AY MY DUDES!*

Theren is playing his guitar in the grotto.

Phoenix is looking for Jack.

Mars is cleaning his armor.

 

Lore was in the back kitchen of the tavern. Smells of potatoes, eggs, cheese, and meat came wafting out from within. Inside, she and two or three unseen servants were cooking breakfast for what looked like a king. An unseen servant was over the wood stove, cooking shredded potatoes with bacon, cheese, and chives. Two others were grilling beef flanks in savory gravy and fluffed eggs mixed with butter and spices. Lore was kneading bread that was spiced with cinnamon and nutmeg, her apron coated in flour. Plates were packed high in one corner, ready to be filled and handed out to patrons of the tavern.

Jackson was outside in the quiet sanctions of the forest. He was mediating quietly within the confines of nature. He was dressed in nothing but a pair of pants and, unfortunalty, that showed off how bad the curse had gotten to him. His skin around his arm and torso had become an oily black color and have started to decay, flesh dropping off in bits around him. He was struggling to breath at some points during his mediation, he would begin to choke and then spit up blood.

August sat outside in the grassy meadows next to the tavern. He has tied his auburn hair behind him in a neat bun stuck with dark-wood pins that looked like blossoming flowers. His fantastically bushy beard was decorated with small beads of old-wood that shined like amber. The old dwarf was tying knots in a leather cord, chanting old dwarven mantras to himself. Beside him, his staff made from silver-wood laid on the ground, its wood blossoming with leaves.

 Theren pops into the kitchen. "Need some help?"

Phoenix sits down next to him, worry is etched onto his face.

 Lore looks up and shakes her head "Im all good right now!" she chirps

Jack looks over. Its clear he has not slept in awhile. He wipes blood off his mouth and tries to smile.

 "Alright. Mind if I stay though?"

"Jack...."

 She nods and smiles. 

Jack sighs "Ill be fine"

 Theren sits down in an empty chair. "You doin ok?"

"Dont lie to me Jack!" Phoenix wipes angrily at tears that are starting to form.

 "Yeah... Why?" she asked and dusted her hands off on her apron.

Jack sighed and chuckled "I.... I think im dying Phoenix..."

 "Just makin sure. Might be leavin the tavern soon."

"DONT SAY THAT!" Phoenix glares at him. "You promised..."

 "....Why?.."

"I know but.... I have a few years left in me... Hopefully it wont be soon"

 Theren goes quiet.

"I'm gonna find you a cure. Your not gonna die on me at all."

 Lore narrows her eyes at him.

"I'll be fine i just have to-" He begins to choke and spits out blood

 Theren just stares at the ground.

Phoenix pats his back semi-aggressively to help him.

 "Why."

He coughs and chuckles "Heh. Great"

 Theren still says nothing but starts to fidget.

Phoenix takes out a small handkerchief and starts to wipe blood off of Jack's face.

 Lore stare seems icy cold. 

Jack chuckles again "Great.... Blood to ruin the mood..." he sighs and runs a hand through his hair, staring at the ground.

 "I...just dont feel at home here..."

"Stop fidgeting." Phoenix says, continuing to clean his face.

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*good morning!!*

 *ALARIC :D*

 *Lawrence!!*

 *HOWAREYOU!!*

 *I'm pretty ok*

 *Thats good to hear! :3*

 *how are you?*

 *Im horribly tired heh.*

 *aw, I'm sorry. Can I help?*

 *Heh, not really. I was awake since 3 am my time*

 *oh, ok :<*

 *-hugs-*

*Ill be ok. Ill sleep once i get home cuz i dont have work tonight*

 

*Whom do you have open so i can make sure you are less sad :]*

 *hug*

*hmmmmmmm, oki, I've got:*

Isaac is reading in the library

Vega is walking out of the forest, having left a good section of it leveled

-open slot-

 Xan pokes Isaac's cheek and grins "Hey there"

Oval is hiding in a tree, warped by physic energy 

 "Hey xan" he smiles, looking over slightly

Vega sighs, walking to the tree and peaking in 

 Xan huffs "Stop reading...." he says

Oval is curled up in a ball.

 "Mmmm, why?" He asks

Vega taps her lightly with his hand, "Hey kiddo..." He says softly

 "Because i want you to pay attention to meeeeeee"

"Mn...?" she rolls over slightly. Her turquoise eyes are a bit grey.

 "Well I'm studyingggg," He says, tapping the book, "I don't have the church to fall back on, so I'm making my own paths"

"You're sleeping in the tree oval," He says softly

 "I can help you!!!" he says and grumbles

"I know" she says and sighs

 "Oh yeah?" He smiles, looking over at xan, "how so?"

"Why is that?" He asks

 "I can offer valuable insight to the human mind" 

"Because...." she said and curled up tighter

 "I mean, sounds fun" he shrugs

Vega sighs, picking up the little Dragonborn, "Do you want to talk about it?"

 Xan sticks out his tongue "Boooo."

She shakes her head "Im just... sad"

 Isaac taps his tongue with his finger

"That's understandable. Is it Alric?"

 Xan huffs. 

"...." she nods a bit

 Isaac smiles, stifling a laugh as he closes the book and turn to xan, "Teach me then oh wise incubus"

He nods rocking her slowly from side to side as he sways in place, "Its ok to grieve Oval, we all do it in our own ways."

 Xan grins and bit and reaches out, touching Isaac's forehead with his index finger. (Make a WIS save)

Oval grasps onto him "I hate this feeling but i cant get rid of it"

 (I cannot, but that's a +3)

"It won't go away, but it will become bearable"

 6

"Mn..."

 *oop*

"It'll be ok," He says softly

 You feel yourself fall into a trance almost. 

"I miss him..."

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*AY MY DUDES!*

Theren is playing his guitar in the grotto.

Phoenix is looking for Jack.

Mars is cleaning his armor.

 

Lore was in the back kitchen of the tavern. Smells of potatoes, eggs, cheese, and meat came wafting out from within. Inside, she and two or three unseen servants were cooking breakfast for what looked like a king. An unseen servant was over the wood stove, cooking shredded potatoes with bacon, cheese, and chives. Two others were grilling beef flanks in savory gravy and fluffed eggs mixed with butter and spices. Lore was kneading bread that was spiced with cinnamon and nutmeg, her apron coated in flour. Plates were packed high in one corner, ready to be filled and handed out to patrons of the tavern.

Jackson was outside in the quiet sanctions of the forest. He was mediating quietly within the confines of nature. He was dressed in nothing but a pair of pants and, unfortunalty, that showed off how bad the curse had gotten to him. His skin around his arm and torso had become an oily black color and have started to decay, flesh dropping off in bits around him. He was struggling to breath at some points during his mediation, he would begin to choke and then spit up blood.

August sat outside in the grassy meadows next to the tavern. He has tied his auburn hair behind him in a neat bun stuck with dark-wood pins that looked like blossoming flowers. His fantastically bushy beard was decorated with small beads of old-wood that shined like amber. The old dwarf was tying knots in a leather cord, chanting old dwarven mantras to himself. Beside him, his staff made from silver-wood laid on the ground, its wood blossoming with leaves.

 Theren pops into the kitchen. "Need some help?"

Phoenix sits down next to him, worry is etched onto his face.

 Lore looks up and shakes her head "Im all good right now!" she chirps

Jack looks over. Its clear he has not slept in awhile. He wipes blood off his mouth and tries to smile.

 "Alright. Mind if I stay though?"

"Jack...."

 She nods and smiles. 

Jack sighs "Ill be fine"

 Theren sits down in an empty chair. "You doin ok?"

"Dont lie to me Jack!" Phoenix wipes angrily at tears that are starting to form.

 "Yeah... Why?" she asked and dusted her hands off on her apron.

Jack sighed and chuckled "I.... I think im dying Phoenix..."

 "Just makin sure. Might be leavin the tavern soon."

"DONT SAY THAT!" Phoenix glares at him. "You promised..."

 "....Why?.."

"I know but.... I have a few years left in me... Hopefully it wont be soon"

 Theren goes quiet.

"I'm gonna find you a cure. Your not gonna die on me at all."

 Lore narrows her eyes at him.

"I'll be fine i just have to-" He begins to choke and spits out blood

 Theren just stares at the ground.

Phoenix pats his back semi-aggressively to help him.

 "Why."

He coughs and chuckles "Heh. Great"

 Theren still says nothing but starts to fidget.

Phoenix takes out a small handkerchief and starts to wipe blood off of Jack's face.

 Lore stare seems icy cold. 

Jack chuckles again "Great.... Blood to ruin the mood..." he sighs and runs a hand through his hair, staring at the ground.

 "I...just dont feel at home here..."

"Stop fidgeting." Phoenix says, continuing to clean his face.