"Gawain has been to other universi, and interacted with other Deaths. What have you to say to that?"
*What do you mean?*
I AM AWARE THAT THERE ARE OTHER UNIVERSES, AND THAT EACH ONE HAS ITS OWN DEATH, BUT I HAVE NEVER LEFT THIS ONE. I HAVE HAD NO NEED TO, AND I AM NEEDED HERE.
*Sorry about that. My python died a day ago and I was really upset. It felt strange roleplaying Death while mourning a death.*
"Well, Gawain obviously has. He's actually from another one."
*Yeah, I get that. I love animals as much as I love humans, and losing Smaug would be devastating to me.*
Jack is curled up in his bed, in his room. His body is convulsing and shaking violently due to the curse affecting his entire form. His hawk familiar sits on the bed rail, nuzzling Jack in a concerned manner. Jack’s body shudders as he pulls the blankets close to him. Over on his desk is a polished spherical stone made from pale green jade. It radiates necromancy magic that seems to be coating Jack as well its vile grip. His skin around his neck, jawline, torso, and arms have all turned an oily black color because of it. Jack coughs for a minute before quickly sits up and runs to the bathroom, throwing up bloody bile.
Xan grumps in the rafters while sharpening his nails. He wore a long silk jacket that was designed with stitched images of hell, no shirt, baggy black pants, a pair of rose-tinted circular shades over his golden eyes, and chain-like earrings that dripped down from his ears. In the distance, the sound of people screaming as a village burned to the ground was heard. It’s clear the Incubus was acting out like a child and taking his anger out on others.
Lore is outside, chatting with a revenant friend of hers. She was wearing a nice dress sewn from beautiful white fabric and a sash made from the fur of a snowy owlbear while he was wearing corroded plate armor and a black leather cape with the hood drawn over his head, casting the face in shadows. The two seem to chat like old friends, Lore laughing at what he was saying and the revenant chuckling along. The two strolled along the lakes edge, chatting.
"Gawain has been to other universi, and interacted with other Deaths. What have you to say to that?"
*What do you mean?*
I AM AWARE THAT THERE ARE OTHER UNIVERSES, AND THAT EACH ONE HAS ITS OWN DEATH, BUT I HAVE NEVER LEFT THIS ONE. I HAVE HAD NO NEED TO, AND I AM NEEDED HERE.
*Sorry about that. My python died a day ago and I was really upset. It felt strange roleplaying Death while mourning a death.*
"Well, Gawain obviously has. He's actually from another one."
*Yeah, I get that. I love animals as much as I love humans, and losing Smaug would be devastating to me.*
INTERESTING. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN TO ANOTHER REALM?
*Thanks*
"No, not yet. And guess what Gawain's name was in that universe."
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
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
"Gawain has been to other universi, and interacted with other Deaths. What have you to say to that?"
*What do you mean?*
I AM AWARE THAT THERE ARE OTHER UNIVERSES, AND THAT EACH ONE HAS ITS OWN DEATH, BUT I HAVE NEVER LEFT THIS ONE. I HAVE HAD NO NEED TO, AND I AM NEEDED HERE.
*Sorry about that. My python died a day ago and I was really upset. It felt strange roleplaying Death while mourning a death.*
"Well, Gawain obviously has. He's actually from another one."
*Yeah, I get that. I love animals as much as I love humans, and losing Smaug would be devastating to me.*
INTERESTING. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN TO ANOTHER REALM?
*Thanks*
"No, not yet. And guess what Gawain's name was in that universe."
"Gawain has been to other universi, and interacted with other Deaths. What have you to say to that?"
*What do you mean?*
I AM AWARE THAT THERE ARE OTHER UNIVERSES, AND THAT EACH ONE HAS ITS OWN DEATH, BUT I HAVE NEVER LEFT THIS ONE. I HAVE HAD NO NEED TO, AND I AM NEEDED HERE.
*Sorry about that. My python died a day ago and I was really upset. It felt strange roleplaying Death while mourning a death.*
"Well, Gawain obviously has. He's actually from another one."
*Yeah, I get that. I love animals as much as I love humans, and losing Smaug would be devastating to me.*
INTERESTING. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN TO ANOTHER REALM?
*Thanks*
"No, not yet. And guess what Gawain's name was in that universe."
WHAT? asks Death.
Furshii leans in, lowering his voice, almost to a whisper, and says: "Death."
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
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
"Gawain has been to other universi, and interacted with other Deaths. What have you to say to that?"
*What do you mean?*
I AM AWARE THAT THERE ARE OTHER UNIVERSES, AND THAT EACH ONE HAS ITS OWN DEATH, BUT I HAVE NEVER LEFT THIS ONE. I HAVE HAD NO NEED TO, AND I AM NEEDED HERE.
*Sorry about that. My python died a day ago and I was really upset. It felt strange roleplaying Death while mourning a death.*
"Well, Gawain obviously has. He's actually from another one."
*Yeah, I get that. I love animals as much as I love humans, and losing Smaug would be devastating to me.*
INTERESTING. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN TO ANOTHER REALM?
*Thanks*
"No, not yet. And guess what Gawain's name was in that universe."
WHAT? asks Death.
Furshii leans in, lowering his voice, almost to a whisper, and says: "Death."
DEATH? SO ARE YOU SAYING THAT THIS GAWAIN IS DEATH IN HIS UNIVERSE AND TRAVELS TO OTHER UNIVERSES? WHY?
"Gawain has been to other universi, and interacted with other Deaths. What have you to say to that?"
*What do you mean?*
I AM AWARE THAT THERE ARE OTHER UNIVERSES, AND THAT EACH ONE HAS ITS OWN DEATH, BUT I HAVE NEVER LEFT THIS ONE. I HAVE HAD NO NEED TO, AND I AM NEEDED HERE.
*Sorry about that. My python died a day ago and I was really upset. It felt strange roleplaying Death while mourning a death.*
"Well, Gawain obviously has. He's actually from another one."
*Yeah, I get that. I love animals as much as I love humans, and losing Smaug would be devastating to me.*
INTERESTING. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN TO ANOTHER REALM?
*Thanks*
"No, not yet. And guess what Gawain's name was in that universe."
WHAT? asks Death.
Furshii leans in, lowering his voice, almost to a whisper, and says: "Death."
DEATH? SO ARE YOU SAYING THAT THIS GAWAIN IS DEATH IN HIS UNIVERSE AND TRAVELS TO OTHER UNIVERSES? WHY?
"His universe was nearly entirely destroyed. He has no need to be in an empty void."
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
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
"Gawain has been to other universi, and interacted with other Deaths. What have you to say to that?"
*What do you mean?*
I AM AWARE THAT THERE ARE OTHER UNIVERSES, AND THAT EACH ONE HAS ITS OWN DEATH, BUT I HAVE NEVER LEFT THIS ONE. I HAVE HAD NO NEED TO, AND I AM NEEDED HERE.
*Sorry about that. My python died a day ago and I was really upset. It felt strange roleplaying Death while mourning a death.*
"Well, Gawain obviously has. He's actually from another one."
*Yeah, I get that. I love animals as much as I love humans, and losing Smaug would be devastating to me.*
INTERESTING. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN TO ANOTHER REALM?
*Thanks*
"No, not yet. And guess what Gawain's name was in that universe."
WHAT? asks Death.
Furshii leans in, lowering his voice, almost to a whisper, and says: "Death."
DEATH? SO ARE YOU SAYING THAT THIS GAWAIN IS DEATH IN HIS UNIVERSE AND TRAVELS TO OTHER UNIVERSES? WHY?
"His universe was nearly entirely destroyed. He has no need to be in an empty void."
I CAN SEE HOW THAT CAN BE UNAPPEALING. WHY DOES HE GO BY GAWAIN? IS HE CONNECTED TO THE GREEN KNIGHT?
Jack is curled up in his bed, in his room. His body is convulsing and shaking violently due to the curse affecting his entire form. His hawk familiar sits on the bed rail, nuzzling Jack in a concerned manner. Jack’s body shudders as he pulls the blankets close to him. Over on his desk is a polished spherical stone made from pale green jade. It radiates necromancy magic that seems to be coating Jack as well its vile grip. His skin around his neck, jawline, torso, and arms have all turned an oily black color because of it. Jack coughs for a minute before quickly sits up and runs to the bathroom, throwing up bloody bile.
Xan grumps in the rafters while sharpening his nails. He wore a long silk jacket that was designed with stitched images of hell, no shirt, baggy black pants, a pair of rose-tinted circular shades over his golden eyes, and chain-like earrings that dripped down from his ears. In the distance, the sound of people screaming as a village burned to the ground was heard. It’s clear the Incubus was acting out like a child and taking his anger out on others.
Lore is outside, chatting with a revenant friend of hers. She was wearing a nice dress sewn from beautiful white fabric and a sash made from the fur of a snowy owlbear while he was wearing corroded plate armor and a black leather cape with the hood drawn over his head, casting the face in shadows. The two seem to chat like old friends, Lore laughing at what he was saying and the revenant chuckling along. The two strolled along the lakes edge, chatting.
Isaac hops up into the rafters with xan, not saying anything as he hugs the incubus as a greeting
Jack is curled up in his bed, in his room. His body is convulsing and shaking violently due to the curse affecting his entire form. His hawk familiar sits on the bed rail, nuzzling Jack in a concerned manner. Jack’s body shudders as he pulls the blankets close to him. Over on his desk is a polished spherical stone made from pale green jade. It radiates necromancy magic that seems to be coating Jack as well its vile grip. His skin around his neck, jawline, torso, and arms have all turned an oily black color because of it. Jack coughs for a minute before quickly sits up and runs to the bathroom, throwing up bloody bile.
Xan grumps in the rafters while sharpening his nails. He wore a long silk jacket that was designed with stitched images of hell, no shirt, baggy black pants, a pair of rose-tinted circular shades over his golden eyes, and chain-like earrings that dripped down from his ears. In the distance, the sound of people screaming as a village burned to the ground was heard. It’s clear the Incubus was acting out like a child and taking his anger out on others.
Lore is outside, chatting with a revenant friend of hers. She was wearing a nice dress sewn from beautiful white fabric and a sash made from the fur of a snowy owlbear while he was wearing corroded plate armor and a black leather cape with the hood drawn over his head, casting the face in shadows. The two seem to chat like old friends, Lore laughing at what he was saying and the revenant chuckling along. The two strolled along the lakes edge, chatting.
Isaac hops up into the rafters with xan, not saying anything as he hugs the incubus as a greeting
He grumps and blows a drag of smoke out of his mouth into Isaac's face "What. I thought you were studying." his tone harsh.
Jack is curled up in his bed, in his room. His body is convulsing and shaking violently due to the curse affecting his entire form. His hawk familiar sits on the bed rail, nuzzling Jack in a concerned manner. Jack’s body shudders as he pulls the blankets close to him. Over on his desk is a polished spherical stone made from pale green jade. It radiates necromancy magic that seems to be coating Jack as well its vile grip. His skin around his neck, jawline, torso, and arms have all turned an oily black color because of it. Jack coughs for a minute before quickly sits up and runs to the bathroom, throwing up bloody bile.
Xan grumps in the rafters while sharpening his nails. He wore a long silk jacket that was designed with stitched images of hell, no shirt, baggy black pants, a pair of rose-tinted circular shades over his golden eyes, and chain-like earrings that dripped down from his ears. In the distance, the sound of people screaming as a village burned to the ground was heard. It’s clear the Incubus was acting out like a child and taking his anger out on others.
Lore is outside, chatting with a revenant friend of hers. She was wearing a nice dress sewn from beautiful white fabric and a sash made from the fur of a snowy owlbear while he was wearing corroded plate armor and a black leather cape with the hood drawn over his head, casting the face in shadows. The two seem to chat like old friends, Lore laughing at what he was saying and the revenant chuckling along. The two strolled along the lakes edge, chatting.
Isaac hops up into the rafters with xan, not saying anything as he hugs the incubus as a greeting
He grumps and blows a drag of smoke out of his mouth into Isaac's face "What. I thought you were studying." his tone harsh.
"And im.not aloud to take breaks?" He asks, poking xans cheek
Jack is curled up in his bed, in his room. His body is convulsing and shaking violently due to the curse affecting his entire form. His hawk familiar sits on the bed rail, nuzzling Jack in a concerned manner. Jack’s body shudders as he pulls the blankets close to him. Over on his desk is a polished spherical stone made from pale green jade. It radiates necromancy magic that seems to be coating Jack as well its vile grip. His skin around his neck, jawline, torso, and arms have all turned an oily black color because of it. Jack coughs for a minute before quickly sits up and runs to the bathroom, throwing up bloody bile.
Xan grumps in the rafters while sharpening his nails. He wore a long silk jacket that was designed with stitched images of hell, no shirt, baggy black pants, a pair of rose-tinted circular shades over his golden eyes, and chain-like earrings that dripped down from his ears. In the distance, the sound of people screaming as a village burned to the ground was heard. It’s clear the Incubus was acting out like a child and taking his anger out on others.
Lore is outside, chatting with a revenant friend of hers. She was wearing a nice dress sewn from beautiful white fabric and a sash made from the fur of a snowy owlbear while he was wearing corroded plate armor and a black leather cape with the hood drawn over his head, casting the face in shadows. The two seem to chat like old friends, Lore laughing at what he was saying and the revenant chuckling along. The two strolled along the lakes edge, chatting.
Isaac hops up into the rafters with xan, not saying anything as he hugs the incubus as a greeting
He grumps and blows a drag of smoke out of his mouth into Isaac's face "What. I thought you were studying." his tone harsh.
"And im.not aloud to take breaks?" He asks, poking xans cheek
Jack is curled up in his bed, in his room. His body is convulsing and shaking violently due to the curse affecting his entire form. His hawk familiar sits on the bed rail, nuzzling Jack in a concerned manner. Jack’s body shudders as he pulls the blankets close to him. Over on his desk is a polished spherical stone made from pale green jade. It radiates necromancy magic that seems to be coating Jack as well its vile grip. His skin around his neck, jawline, torso, and arms have all turned an oily black color because of it. Jack coughs for a minute before quickly sits up and runs to the bathroom, throwing up bloody bile.
Xan grumps in the rafters while sharpening his nails. He wore a long silk jacket that was designed with stitched images of hell, no shirt, baggy black pants, a pair of rose-tinted circular shades over his golden eyes, and chain-like earrings that dripped down from his ears. In the distance, the sound of people screaming as a village burned to the ground was heard. It’s clear the Incubus was acting out like a child and taking his anger out on others.
Lore is outside, chatting with a revenant friend of hers. She was wearing a nice dress sewn from beautiful white fabric and a sash made from the fur of a snowy owlbear while he was wearing corroded plate armor and a black leather cape with the hood drawn over his head, casting the face in shadows. The two seem to chat like old friends, Lore laughing at what he was saying and the revenant chuckling along. The two strolled along the lakes edge, chatting.
Isaac hops up into the rafters with xan, not saying anything as he hugs the incubus as a greeting
He grumps and blows a drag of smoke out of his mouth into Isaac's face "What. I thought you were studying." his tone harsh.
"And im.not aloud to take breaks?" He asks, poking xans cheek
Jack is curled up in his bed, in his room. His body is convulsing and shaking violently due to the curse affecting his entire form. His hawk familiar sits on the bed rail, nuzzling Jack in a concerned manner. Jack’s body shudders as he pulls the blankets close to him. Over on his desk is a polished spherical stone made from pale green jade. It radiates necromancy magic that seems to be coating Jack as well its vile grip. His skin around his neck, jawline, torso, and arms have all turned an oily black color because of it. Jack coughs for a minute before quickly sits up and runs to the bathroom, throwing up bloody bile.
Xan grumps in the rafters while sharpening his nails. He wore a long silk jacket that was designed with stitched images of hell, no shirt, baggy black pants, a pair of rose-tinted circular shades over his golden eyes, and chain-like earrings that dripped down from his ears. In the distance, the sound of people screaming as a village burned to the ground was heard. It’s clear the Incubus was acting out like a child and taking his anger out on others.
Lore is outside, chatting with a revenant friend of hers. She was wearing a nice dress sewn from beautiful white fabric and a sash made from the fur of a snowy owlbear while he was wearing corroded plate armor and a black leather cape with the hood drawn over his head, casting the face in shadows. The two seem to chat like old friends, Lore laughing at what he was saying and the revenant chuckling along. The two strolled along the lakes edge, chatting.
Isaac hops up into the rafters with xan, not saying anything as he hugs the incubus as a greeting
He grumps and blows a drag of smoke out of his mouth into Isaac's face "What. I thought you were studying." his tone harsh.
"And im.not aloud to take breaks?" He asks, poking xans cheek
Jack is curled up in his bed, in his room. His body is convulsing and shaking violently due to the curse affecting his entire form. His hawk familiar sits on the bed rail, nuzzling Jack in a concerned manner. Jack’s body shudders as he pulls the blankets close to him. Over on his desk is a polished spherical stone made from pale green jade. It radiates necromancy magic that seems to be coating Jack as well its vile grip. His skin around his neck, jawline, torso, and arms have all turned an oily black color because of it. Jack coughs for a minute before quickly sits up and runs to the bathroom, throwing up bloody bile.
Xan grumps in the rafters while sharpening his nails. He wore a long silk jacket that was designed with stitched images of hell, no shirt, baggy black pants, a pair of rose-tinted circular shades over his golden eyes, and chain-like earrings that dripped down from his ears. In the distance, the sound of people screaming as a village burned to the ground was heard. It’s clear the Incubus was acting out like a child and taking his anger out on others.
Lore is outside, chatting with a revenant friend of hers. She was wearing a nice dress sewn from beautiful white fabric and a sash made from the fur of a snowy owlbear while he was wearing corroded plate armor and a black leather cape with the hood drawn over his head, casting the face in shadows. The two seem to chat like old friends, Lore laughing at what he was saying and the revenant chuckling along. The two strolled along the lakes edge, chatting.
Phoenix is knocking at the bathroom door. "Jack?"
Theren stumbles into the lake area with multiple owlbears behind him. His swords are bloody and he is struggling to keep them raised.
Jack is curled up in his bed, in his room. His body is convulsing and shaking violently due to the curse affecting his entire form. His hawk familiar sits on the bed rail, nuzzling Jack in a concerned manner. Jack’s body shudders as he pulls the blankets close to him. Over on his desk is a polished spherical stone made from pale green jade. It radiates necromancy magic that seems to be coating Jack as well its vile grip. His skin around his neck, jawline, torso, and arms have all turned an oily black color because of it. Jack coughs for a minute before quickly sits up and runs to the bathroom, throwing up bloody bile.
Xan grumps in the rafters while sharpening his nails. He wore a long silk jacket that was designed with stitched images of hell, no shirt, baggy black pants, a pair of rose-tinted circular shades over his golden eyes, and chain-like earrings that dripped down from his ears. In the distance, the sound of people screaming as a village burned to the ground was heard. It’s clear the Incubus was acting out like a child and taking his anger out on others.
Lore is outside, chatting with a revenant friend of hers. She was wearing a nice dress sewn from beautiful white fabric and a sash made from the fur of a snowy owlbear while he was wearing corroded plate armor and a black leather cape with the hood drawn over his head, casting the face in shadows. The two seem to chat like old friends, Lore laughing at what he was saying and the revenant chuckling along. The two strolled along the lakes edge, chatting.
Phoenix is knocking at the bathroom door. "Jack?"
Theren stumbles into the lake area with multiple owlbears behind him. His swords are bloody and he is struggling to keep them raised.
"Mn...?" He opens it with his free hand as he uses his other to wipe blood off his mouth.
Lore and the revenant watch for a moment before springing upon the owlbears with the grace of a mountain lion and the strength of a grizzly bear.
Jack is curled up in his bed, in his room. His body is convulsing and shaking violently due to the curse affecting his entire form. His hawk familiar sits on the bed rail, nuzzling Jack in a concerned manner. Jack’s body shudders as he pulls the blankets close to him. Over on his desk is a polished spherical stone made from pale green jade. It radiates necromancy magic that seems to be coating Jack as well its vile grip. His skin around his neck, jawline, torso, and arms have all turned an oily black color because of it. Jack coughs for a minute before quickly sits up and runs to the bathroom, throwing up bloody bile.
Xan grumps in the rafters while sharpening his nails. He wore a long silk jacket that was designed with stitched images of hell, no shirt, baggy black pants, a pair of rose-tinted circular shades over his golden eyes, and chain-like earrings that dripped down from his ears. In the distance, the sound of people screaming as a village burned to the ground was heard. It’s clear the Incubus was acting out like a child and taking his anger out on others.
Lore is outside, chatting with a revenant friend of hers. She was wearing a nice dress sewn from beautiful white fabric and a sash made from the fur of a snowy owlbear while he was wearing corroded plate armor and a black leather cape with the hood drawn over his head, casting the face in shadows. The two seem to chat like old friends, Lore laughing at what he was saying and the revenant chuckling along. The two strolled along the lakes edge, chatting.
Phoenix is knocking at the bathroom door. "Jack?"
Theren stumbles into the lake area with multiple owlbears behind him. His swords are bloody and he is struggling to keep them raised.
"Mn...?" He opens it with his free hand as he uses his other to wipe blood off his mouth.
Lore and the revenant watch for a moment before springing upon the owlbears with the grace of a mountain lion and the strength of a grizzly bear.
Phoenix's face is covered by the mask but concern is obvious in his voice. "Come on. Lets get you back to bed." he says as he starts to wipe the rest of the blood off with a handkerchief.
The owlbears hiss in surprise and retreat. Theren is now slumped against a tree, exhausted. His swords land with a thump in the grass beside him.
Jack is curled up in his bed, in his room. His body is convulsing and shaking violently due to the curse affecting his entire form. His hawk familiar sits on the bed rail, nuzzling Jack in a concerned manner. Jack’s body shudders as he pulls the blankets close to him. Over on his desk is a polished spherical stone made from pale green jade. It radiates necromancy magic that seems to be coating Jack as well its vile grip. His skin around his neck, jawline, torso, and arms have all turned an oily black color because of it. Jack coughs for a minute before quickly sits up and runs to the bathroom, throwing up bloody bile.
Xan grumps in the rafters while sharpening his nails. He wore a long silk jacket that was designed with stitched images of hell, no shirt, baggy black pants, a pair of rose-tinted circular shades over his golden eyes, and chain-like earrings that dripped down from his ears. In the distance, the sound of people screaming as a village burned to the ground was heard. It’s clear the Incubus was acting out like a child and taking his anger out on others.
Lore is outside, chatting with a revenant friend of hers. She was wearing a nice dress sewn from beautiful white fabric and a sash made from the fur of a snowy owlbear while he was wearing corroded plate armor and a black leather cape with the hood drawn over his head, casting the face in shadows. The two seem to chat like old friends, Lore laughing at what he was saying and the revenant chuckling along. The two strolled along the lakes edge, chatting.
Phoenix is knocking at the bathroom door. "Jack?"
Theren stumbles into the lake area with multiple owlbears behind him. His swords are bloody and he is struggling to keep them raised.
"Mn...?" He opens it with his free hand as he uses his other to wipe blood off his mouth.
Lore and the revenant watch for a moment before springing upon the owlbears with the grace of a mountain lion and the strength of a grizzly bear.
Phoenix's face is covered by the mask but concern is obvious in his voice. "Come on. Lets get you back to bed." he says as he starts to wipe the rest of the blood off with a handkerchief.
The owlbears hiss in surprise and retreat. Theren is now slumped against a tree, exhausted. His swords land with a thump in the grass beside him.
Jack holds on to Phoenix as he slowly he gets up. "I suppose..." he says quietly.
The revenant chuckles "This one has the spirit of a soldier! i like him!" he says and Lore rolls her eyes and walks over to Theren, laying a hand on his shoulders.
Jack is curled up in his bed, in his room. His body is convulsing and shaking violently due to the curse affecting his entire form. His hawk familiar sits on the bed rail, nuzzling Jack in a concerned manner. Jack’s body shudders as he pulls the blankets close to him. Over on his desk is a polished spherical stone made from pale green jade. It radiates necromancy magic that seems to be coating Jack as well its vile grip. His skin around his neck, jawline, torso, and arms have all turned an oily black color because of it. Jack coughs for a minute before quickly sits up and runs to the bathroom, throwing up bloody bile.
Xan grumps in the rafters while sharpening his nails. He wore a long silk jacket that was designed with stitched images of hell, no shirt, baggy black pants, a pair of rose-tinted circular shades over his golden eyes, and chain-like earrings that dripped down from his ears. In the distance, the sound of people screaming as a village burned to the ground was heard. It’s clear the Incubus was acting out like a child and taking his anger out on others.
Lore is outside, chatting with a revenant friend of hers. She was wearing a nice dress sewn from beautiful white fabric and a sash made from the fur of a snowy owlbear while he was wearing corroded plate armor and a black leather cape with the hood drawn over his head, casting the face in shadows. The two seem to chat like old friends, Lore laughing at what he was saying and the revenant chuckling along. The two strolled along the lakes edge, chatting.
Phoenix is knocking at the bathroom door. "Jack?"
Theren stumbles into the lake area with multiple owlbears behind him. His swords are bloody and he is struggling to keep them raised.
"Mn...?" He opens it with his free hand as he uses his other to wipe blood off his mouth.
Lore and the revenant watch for a moment before springing upon the owlbears with the grace of a mountain lion and the strength of a grizzly bear.
Phoenix's face is covered by the mask but concern is obvious in his voice. "Come on. Lets get you back to bed." he says as he starts to wipe the rest of the blood off with a handkerchief.
The owlbears hiss in surprise and retreat. Theren is now slumped against a tree, exhausted. His swords land with a thump in the grass beside him.
Jack holds on to Phoenix as he slowly he gets up. "I suppose..." he says quietly.
The revenant chuckles "This one has the spirit of a soldier! i like him!" he says and Lore rolls her eyes and walks over to Theren, laying a hand on his shoulders.
Phoenix glances at him beneath the mask as he leads Jack to his bed.
"I'm a retired soldier." Theren mumbles. He then notices Lore, "Oh hi."
Jack is curled up in his bed, in his room. His body is convulsing and shaking violently due to the curse affecting his entire form. His hawk familiar sits on the bed rail, nuzzling Jack in a concerned manner. Jack’s body shudders as he pulls the blankets close to him. Over on his desk is a polished spherical stone made from pale green jade. It radiates necromancy magic that seems to be coating Jack as well its vile grip. His skin around his neck, jawline, torso, and arms have all turned an oily black color because of it. Jack coughs for a minute before quickly sits up and runs to the bathroom, throwing up bloody bile.
Xan grumps in the rafters while sharpening his nails. He wore a long silk jacket that was designed with stitched images of hell, no shirt, baggy black pants, a pair of rose-tinted circular shades over his golden eyes, and chain-like earrings that dripped down from his ears. In the distance, the sound of people screaming as a village burned to the ground was heard. It’s clear the Incubus was acting out like a child and taking his anger out on others.
Lore is outside, chatting with a revenant friend of hers. She was wearing a nice dress sewn from beautiful white fabric and a sash made from the fur of a snowy owlbear while he was wearing corroded plate armor and a black leather cape with the hood drawn over his head, casting the face in shadows. The two seem to chat like old friends, Lore laughing at what he was saying and the revenant chuckling along. The two strolled along the lakes edge, chatting.
Phoenix is knocking at the bathroom door. "Jack?"
Theren stumbles into the lake area with multiple owlbears behind him. His swords are bloody and he is struggling to keep them raised.
"Mn...?" He opens it with his free hand as he uses his other to wipe blood off his mouth.
Lore and the revenant watch for a moment before springing upon the owlbears with the grace of a mountain lion and the strength of a grizzly bear.
Phoenix's face is covered by the mask but concern is obvious in his voice. "Come on. Lets get you back to bed." he says as he starts to wipe the rest of the blood off with a handkerchief.
The owlbears hiss in surprise and retreat. Theren is now slumped against a tree, exhausted. His swords land with a thump in the grass beside him.
Jack holds on to Phoenix as he slowly he gets up. "I suppose..." he says quietly.
The revenant chuckles "This one has the spirit of a soldier! i like him!" he says and Lore rolls her eyes and walks over to Theren, laying a hand on his shoulders.
Phoenix glances at him beneath the mask as he leads Jack to his bed.
"I'm a retired soldier." Theren mumbles. He then notices Lore, "Oh hi."
Jack wraps his arms around Phoenix's waist "Mn..."
"Pleasure to meet you son! My name is Joshaf!" The reveant says. Lore smiles "hey there. You ok?"
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
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
To post a comment, please login or register a new account.
INTERESTING. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN TO ANOTHER REALM?
*Thanks*
Jack is curled up in his bed, in his room. His body is convulsing and shaking violently due to the curse affecting his entire form. His hawk familiar sits on the bed rail, nuzzling Jack in a concerned manner. Jack’s body shudders as he pulls the blankets close to him. Over on his desk is a polished spherical stone made from pale green jade. It radiates necromancy magic that seems to be coating Jack as well its vile grip. His skin around his neck, jawline, torso, and arms have all turned an oily black color because of it. Jack coughs for a minute before quickly sits up and runs to the bathroom, throwing up bloody bile.
Xan grumps in the rafters while sharpening his nails. He wore a long silk jacket that was designed with stitched images of hell, no shirt, baggy black pants, a pair of rose-tinted circular shades over his golden eyes, and chain-like earrings that dripped down from his ears. In the distance, the sound of people screaming as a village burned to the ground was heard. It’s clear the Incubus was acting out like a child and taking his anger out on others.
Lore is outside, chatting with a revenant friend of hers. She was wearing a nice dress sewn from beautiful white fabric and a sash made from the fur of a snowy owlbear while he was wearing corroded plate armor and a black leather cape with the hood drawn over his head, casting the face in shadows. The two seem to chat like old friends, Lore laughing at what he was saying and the revenant chuckling along. The two strolled along the lakes edge, chatting.
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
"No, not yet. And guess what Gawain's name was in that universe."
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
WHAT? asks Death.
Furshii leans in, lowering his voice, almost to a whisper, and says: "Death."
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
DEATH? SO ARE YOU SAYING THAT THIS GAWAIN IS DEATH IN HIS UNIVERSE AND TRAVELS TO OTHER UNIVERSES? WHY?
"His universe was nearly entirely destroyed. He has no need to be in an empty void."
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
I CAN SEE HOW THAT CAN BE UNAPPEALING. WHY DOES HE GO BY GAWAIN? IS HE CONNECTED TO THE GREEN KNIGHT?
Isaac hops up into the rafters with xan, not saying anything as he hugs the incubus as a greeting
He grumps and blows a drag of smoke out of his mouth into Isaac's face "What. I thought you were studying." his tone harsh.
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
"And im.not aloud to take breaks?" He asks, poking xans cheek
"Hmph..." he grumps
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 sticks his tongue out at him playfully
Xan bites the tongue and chuckles
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
Phoenix is knocking at the bathroom door. "Jack?"
Theren stumbles into the lake area with multiple owlbears behind him. His swords are bloody and he is struggling to keep them raised.
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"Mn...?" He opens it with his free hand as he uses his other to wipe blood off his mouth.
Lore and the revenant watch for a moment before springing upon the owlbears with the grace of a mountain lion and the strength of a grizzly bear.
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
Phoenix's face is covered by the mask but concern is obvious in his voice. "Come on. Lets get you back to bed." he says as he starts to wipe the rest of the blood off with a handkerchief.
The owlbears hiss in surprise and retreat. Theren is now slumped against a tree, exhausted. His swords land with a thump in the grass beside him.
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
Jack holds on to Phoenix as he slowly he gets up. "I suppose..." he says quietly.
The revenant chuckles "This one has the spirit of a soldier! i like him!" he says and Lore rolls her eyes and walks over to Theren, laying a hand on his shoulders.
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
Phoenix glances at him beneath the mask as he leads Jack to his bed.
"I'm a retired soldier." Theren mumbles. He then notices Lore, "Oh hi."
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
Jack wraps his arms around Phoenix's waist "Mn..."
"Pleasure to meet you son! My name is Joshaf!" The reveant says. Lore smiles "hey there. You ok?"
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