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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

 "Hmph..." he grumps

 Isaac sticks his tongue out at him playfully

 Xan bites the tongue and chuckles

 Isaac simply leans forward, meeting the bite with a kiss

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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?"

 Phoenix picks him up and sets him down on his bed.

"Names Theren. Pleasure to meet ya." Theren smiles a little at Lore. "Mostly. Just a few claw wounds. Nothin to serious."

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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

 "Hmph..." he grumps

 Isaac sticks his tongue out at him playfully

 Xan bites the tongue and chuckles

 Isaac simply leans forward, meeting the bite with a kiss

 Xan rolls his eyes and kisses him back

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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?"

 Phoenix picks him up and sets him down on his bed.

"Names Theren. Pleasure to meet ya." Theren smiles a little at Lore. "Mostly. Just a few claw wounds. Nothin to serious."

 "Im sorry Phoenix..." he says and sighs "I cant fight it..."

Lore smiles "Thats good" she said and helped him up.

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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?"

 Phoenix picks him up and sets him down on his bed.

"Names Theren. Pleasure to meet ya." Theren smiles a little at Lore. "Mostly. Just a few claw wounds. Nothin to serious."

 "Im sorry Phoenix..." he says and sighs "I cant fight it..."

Lore smiles "Thats good" she said and helped him up.