A man enters, wearing clothes typical of a monster hunter. He carries a cane in his hand and a pistol on his belt, but you get the impression that he is more a warrior of the book than of the sword.
He observes the variety of creatures laid out before him and quickly scribbles something in the tome he holds. The cover reads: Ars Monstrum, Vol III
Jackson looks over and tilts his head. He sets down his book and waves over "Oi!" he says in common at first, then in Abyssal "(Monster Hunter eh?)"
The man pauses for a second, then responds in Abyssal as well. "(Not quite. I was banned from their ranks when my hatred turned to infatuation.)"
"(Happens to all of us.)" he says and chuckles. He stands up and walks over, extending a hand. "Jackson Foxx, pleasure to meet you."
He shakes. "Lester Strobvodski, and the pleasure is mine. It is so rare that I meet like-minded individuals."
A man enters, wearing clothes typical of a monster hunter. He carries a cane in his hand and a pistol on his belt, but you get the impression that he is more a warrior of the book than of the sword.
He observes the variety of creatures laid out before him and quickly scribbles something in the tome he holds. The cover reads: Ars Monstrum, Vol III
Jackson looks over and tilts his head. He sets down his book and waves over "Oi!" he says in common at first, then in Abyssal "(Monster Hunter eh?)"
The man pauses for a second, then responds in Abyssal as well. "(Not quite. I was banned from their ranks when my hatred turned to infatuation.)"
"(Happens to all of us.)" he says and chuckles. He stands up and walks over, extending a hand. "Jackson Foxx, pleasure to meet you."
He shakes. "Lester Strobvodski, and the pleasure is mine. It is so rare that I meet like-minded individuals."
"Ive been Monster hunting for a few years now, though i dont think ive seen you on the board before."
A man enters, wearing clothes typical of a monster hunter. He carries a cane in his hand and a pistol on his belt, but you get the impression that he is more a warrior of the book than of the sword.
He observes the variety of creatures laid out before him and quickly scribbles something in the tome he holds. The cover reads: Ars Monstrum, Vol III
Jackson looks over and tilts his head. He sets down his book and waves over "Oi!" he says in common at first, then in Abyssal "(Monster Hunter eh?)"
The man pauses for a second, then responds in Abyssal as well. "(Not quite. I was banned from their ranks when my hatred turned to infatuation.)"
"(Happens to all of us.)" he says and chuckles. He stands up and walks over, extending a hand. "Jackson Foxx, pleasure to meet you."
He shakes. "Lester Strobvodski, and the pleasure is mine. It is so rare that I meet like-minded individuals."
"Ive been Monster hunting for a few years now, though i dont think ive seen you on the board before."
"I don't really hunt monsters as much as study them. I find them too fascinating to simply kill on sight. Once again..." he removes his hat, revealing the brand on his face. "... banned for life."
A man enters, wearing clothes typical of a monster hunter. He carries a cane in his hand and a pistol on his belt, but you get the impression that he is more a warrior of the book than of the sword.
He observes the variety of creatures laid out before him and quickly scribbles something in the tome he holds. The cover reads: Ars Monstrum, Vol III
Jackson looks over and tilts his head. He sets down his book and waves over "Oi!" he says in common at first, then in Abyssal "(Monster Hunter eh?)"
The man pauses for a second, then responds in Abyssal as well. "(Not quite. I was banned from their ranks when my hatred turned to infatuation.)"
"(Happens to all of us.)" he says and chuckles. He stands up and walks over, extending a hand. "Jackson Foxx, pleasure to meet you."
He shakes. "Lester Strobvodski, and the pleasure is mine. It is so rare that I meet like-minded individuals."
"Ive been Monster hunting for a few years now, though i dont think ive seen you on the board before."
"I don't really hunt monsters as much as study them. I find them too fascinating to simply kill on sight. Once again..." he removes his hat, revealing the brand on his face. "... banned for life."
Jack chuckles again "Its fine, i wont rat you out." he said and tilted his head "So a monster hunter who studies them hm? I have a feeling me and you are going to get along well then."
A man enters, wearing clothes typical of a monster hunter. He carries a cane in his hand and a pistol on his belt, but you get the impression that he is more a warrior of the book than of the sword.
He observes the variety of creatures laid out before him and quickly scribbles something in the tome he holds. The cover reads: Ars Monstrum, Vol III
Jackson looks over and tilts his head. He sets down his book and waves over "Oi!" he says in common at first, then in Abyssal "(Monster Hunter eh?)"
The man pauses for a second, then responds in Abyssal as well. "(Not quite. I was banned from their ranks when my hatred turned to infatuation.)"
"(Happens to all of us.)" he says and chuckles. He stands up and walks over, extending a hand. "Jackson Foxx, pleasure to meet you."
He shakes. "Lester Strobvodski, and the pleasure is mine. It is so rare that I meet like-minded individuals."
"Ive been Monster hunting for a few years now, though i dont think ive seen you on the board before."
"I don't really hunt monsters as much as study them. I find them too fascinating to simply kill on sight. Once again..." he removes his hat, revealing the brand on his face. "... banned for life."
Jack chuckles again "Its fine, i wont rat you out." he said and tilted his head "So a monster hunter who studies them hm? I have a feeling me and you are going to get along well then."
"I certainly hope so. I don't like fighting with others, but that's probably because I usually lose. Thus, the gun."
A man enters, wearing clothes typical of a monster hunter. He carries a cane in his hand and a pistol on his belt, but you get the impression that he is more a warrior of the book than of the sword.
He observes the variety of creatures laid out before him and quickly scribbles something in the tome he holds. The cover reads: Ars Monstrum, Vol III
Jackson looks over and tilts his head. He sets down his book and waves over "Oi!" he says in common at first, then in Abyssal "(Monster Hunter eh?)"
The man pauses for a second, then responds in Abyssal as well. "(Not quite. I was banned from their ranks when my hatred turned to infatuation.)"
"(Happens to all of us.)" he says and chuckles. He stands up and walks over, extending a hand. "Jackson Foxx, pleasure to meet you."
He shakes. "Lester Strobvodski, and the pleasure is mine. It is so rare that I meet like-minded individuals."
"Ive been Monster hunting for a few years now, though i dont think ive seen you on the board before."
"I don't really hunt monsters as much as study them. I find them too fascinating to simply kill on sight. Once again..." he removes his hat, revealing the brand on his face. "... banned for life."
Jack chuckles again "Its fine, i wont rat you out." he said and tilted his head "So a monster hunter who studies them hm? I have a feeling me and you are going to get along well then."
"I certainly hope so. I don't like fighting with others, but that's probably because I usually lose. Thus, the gun."
"Ah yes, destroy from a range." he said and chuckled
A man enters, wearing clothes typical of a monster hunter. He carries a cane in his hand and a pistol on his belt, but you get the impression that he is more a warrior of the book than of the sword.
He observes the variety of creatures laid out before him and quickly scribbles something in the tome he holds. The cover reads: Ars Monstrum, Vol III
Jackson looks over and tilts his head. He sets down his book and waves over "Oi!" he says in common at first, then in Abyssal "(Monster Hunter eh?)"
The man pauses for a second, then responds in Abyssal as well. "(Not quite. I was banned from their ranks when my hatred turned to infatuation.)"
"(Happens to all of us.)" he says and chuckles. He stands up and walks over, extending a hand. "Jackson Foxx, pleasure to meet you."
He shakes. "Lester Strobvodski, and the pleasure is mine. It is so rare that I meet like-minded individuals."
"Ive been Monster hunting for a few years now, though i dont think ive seen you on the board before."
"I don't really hunt monsters as much as study them. I find them too fascinating to simply kill on sight. Once again..." he removes his hat, revealing the brand on his face. "... banned for life."
Jack chuckles again "Its fine, i wont rat you out." he said and tilted his head "So a monster hunter who studies them hm? I have a feeling me and you are going to get along well then."
"I certainly hope so. I don't like fighting with others, but that's probably because I usually lose. Thus, the gun."
"Ah yes, destroy from a range." he said and chuckled
"It also allows me to reliably dispatch monsters from a distance after I finish studying them, assuming I still need to kill them."
A man enters, wearing clothes typical of a monster hunter. He carries a cane in his hand and a pistol on his belt, but you get the impression that he is more a warrior of the book than of the sword.
He observes the variety of creatures laid out before him and quickly scribbles something in the tome he holds. The cover reads: Ars Monstrum, Vol III
Jackson looks over and tilts his head. He sets down his book and waves over "Oi!" he says in common at first, then in Abyssal "(Monster Hunter eh?)"
The man pauses for a second, then responds in Abyssal as well. "(Not quite. I was banned from their ranks when my hatred turned to infatuation.)"
"(Happens to all of us.)" he says and chuckles. He stands up and walks over, extending a hand. "Jackson Foxx, pleasure to meet you."
He shakes. "Lester Strobvodski, and the pleasure is mine. It is so rare that I meet like-minded individuals."
"Ive been Monster hunting for a few years now, though i dont think ive seen you on the board before."
"I don't really hunt monsters as much as study them. I find them too fascinating to simply kill on sight. Once again..." he removes his hat, revealing the brand on his face. "... banned for life."
Jack chuckles again "Its fine, i wont rat you out." he said and tilted his head "So a monster hunter who studies them hm? I have a feeling me and you are going to get along well then."
"I certainly hope so. I don't like fighting with others, but that's probably because I usually lose. Thus, the gun."
"Ah yes, destroy from a range." he said and chuckled
"It also allows me to reliably dispatch monsters from a distance after I finish studying them, assuming I still need to kill them."
A man enters, wearing clothes typical of a monster hunter. He carries a cane in his hand and a pistol on his belt, but you get the impression that he is more a warrior of the book than of the sword.
He observes the variety of creatures laid out before him and quickly scribbles something in the tome he holds. The cover reads: Ars Monstrum, Vol III
Jackson looks over and tilts his head. He sets down his book and waves over "Oi!" he says in common at first, then in Abyssal "(Monster Hunter eh?)"
The man pauses for a second, then responds in Abyssal as well. "(Not quite. I was banned from their ranks when my hatred turned to infatuation.)"
"(Happens to all of us.)" he says and chuckles. He stands up and walks over, extending a hand. "Jackson Foxx, pleasure to meet you."
He shakes. "Lester Strobvodski, and the pleasure is mine. It is so rare that I meet like-minded individuals."
"Ive been Monster hunting for a few years now, though i dont think ive seen you on the board before."
"I don't really hunt monsters as much as study them. I find them too fascinating to simply kill on sight. Once again..." he removes his hat, revealing the brand on his face. "... banned for life."
Jack chuckles again "Its fine, i wont rat you out." he said and tilted his head "So a monster hunter who studies them hm? I have a feeling me and you are going to get along well then."
"I certainly hope so. I don't like fighting with others, but that's probably because I usually lose. Thus, the gun."
"Ah yes, destroy from a range." he said and chuckled
"It also allows me to reliably dispatch monsters from a distance after I finish studying them, assuming I still need to kill them."
"What ones have you found so far?" he askes
"Well, I'm on to my third book at this point, so a couple."
A man enters, wearing clothes typical of a monster hunter. He carries a cane in his hand and a pistol on his belt, but you get the impression that he is more a warrior of the book than of the sword.
He observes the variety of creatures laid out before him and quickly scribbles something in the tome he holds. The cover reads: Ars Monstrum, Vol III
Jackson looks over and tilts his head. He sets down his book and waves over "Oi!" he says in common at first, then in Abyssal "(Monster Hunter eh?)"
The man pauses for a second, then responds in Abyssal as well. "(Not quite. I was banned from their ranks when my hatred turned to infatuation.)"
"(Happens to all of us.)" he says and chuckles. He stands up and walks over, extending a hand. "Jackson Foxx, pleasure to meet you."
He shakes. "Lester Strobvodski, and the pleasure is mine. It is so rare that I meet like-minded individuals."
"Ive been Monster hunting for a few years now, though i dont think ive seen you on the board before."
"I don't really hunt monsters as much as study them. I find them too fascinating to simply kill on sight. Once again..." he removes his hat, revealing the brand on his face. "... banned for life."
Jack chuckles again "Its fine, i wont rat you out." he said and tilted his head "So a monster hunter who studies them hm? I have a feeling me and you are going to get along well then."
"I certainly hope so. I don't like fighting with others, but that's probably because I usually lose. Thus, the gun."
"Ah yes, destroy from a range." he said and chuckled
"It also allows me to reliably dispatch monsters from a distance after I finish studying them, assuming I still need to kill them."
"What ones have you found so far?" he askes
"Well, I'm on to my third book at this point, so a couple."
"Thats amazing" Jack said and chuckled "My studies are set towards Ghosts, Specters, and Wraiths. So.. the undead."
A man enters, wearing clothes typical of a monster hunter. He carries a cane in his hand and a pistol on his belt, but you get the impression that he is more a warrior of the book than of the sword.
He observes the variety of creatures laid out before him and quickly scribbles something in the tome he holds. The cover reads: Ars Monstrum, Vol III
Jackson looks over and tilts his head. He sets down his book and waves over "Oi!" he says in common at first, then in Abyssal "(Monster Hunter eh?)"
The man pauses for a second, then responds in Abyssal as well. "(Not quite. I was banned from their ranks when my hatred turned to infatuation.)"
"(Happens to all of us.)" he says and chuckles. He stands up and walks over, extending a hand. "Jackson Foxx, pleasure to meet you."
He shakes. "Lester Strobvodski, and the pleasure is mine. It is so rare that I meet like-minded individuals."
"Ive been Monster hunting for a few years now, though i dont think ive seen you on the board before."
"I don't really hunt monsters as much as study them. I find them too fascinating to simply kill on sight. Once again..." he removes his hat, revealing the brand on his face. "... banned for life."
Jack chuckles again "Its fine, i wont rat you out." he said and tilted his head "So a monster hunter who studies them hm? I have a feeling me and you are going to get along well then."
"I certainly hope so. I don't like fighting with others, but that's probably because I usually lose. Thus, the gun."
"Ah yes, destroy from a range." he said and chuckled
"It also allows me to reliably dispatch monsters from a distance after I finish studying them, assuming I still need to kill them."
"What ones have you found so far?" he askes
"Well, I'm on to my third book at this point, so a couple."
"Thats amazing" Jack said and chuckled "My studies are set towards Ghosts, Specters, and Wraiths. So.. the undead."
"I prefer Monstrosities and Abberations myself, but I work with everything."
A man enters, wearing clothes typical of a monster hunter. He carries a cane in his hand and a pistol on his belt, but you get the impression that he is more a warrior of the book than of the sword.
He observes the variety of creatures laid out before him and quickly scribbles something in the tome he holds. The cover reads: Ars Monstrum, Vol III
Jackson looks over and tilts his head. He sets down his book and waves over "Oi!" he says in common at first, then in Abyssal "(Monster Hunter eh?)"
The man pauses for a second, then responds in Abyssal as well. "(Not quite. I was banned from their ranks when my hatred turned to infatuation.)"
"(Happens to all of us.)" he says and chuckles. He stands up and walks over, extending a hand. "Jackson Foxx, pleasure to meet you."
He shakes. "Lester Strobvodski, and the pleasure is mine. It is so rare that I meet like-minded individuals."
"Ive been Monster hunting for a few years now, though i dont think ive seen you on the board before."
"I don't really hunt monsters as much as study them. I find them too fascinating to simply kill on sight. Once again..." he removes his hat, revealing the brand on his face. "... banned for life."
Jack chuckles again "Its fine, i wont rat you out." he said and tilted his head "So a monster hunter who studies them hm? I have a feeling me and you are going to get along well then."
"I certainly hope so. I don't like fighting with others, but that's probably because I usually lose. Thus, the gun."
"Ah yes, destroy from a range." he said and chuckled
"It also allows me to reliably dispatch monsters from a distance after I finish studying them, assuming I still need to kill them."
"What ones have you found so far?" he askes
"Well, I'm on to my third book at this point, so a couple."
"Thats amazing" Jack said and chuckled "My studies are set towards Ghosts, Specters, and Wraiths. So.. the undead."
"I prefer Monstrosities and Abberations myself, but I work with everything."
He shakes. "Lester Strobvodski, and the pleasure is mine. It is so rare that I meet like-minded individuals."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Ive been Monster hunting for a few years now, though i dont think ive seen you on the board before."
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
"I don't really hunt monsters as much as study them. I find them too fascinating to simply kill on sight. Once again..." he removes his hat, revealing the brand on his face. "... banned for life."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Jack chuckles again "Its fine, i wont rat you out." he said and tilted his head "So a monster hunter who studies them hm? I have a feeling me and you are going to get along well then."
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
"I certainly hope so. I don't like fighting with others, but that's probably because I usually lose. Thus, the gun."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Ah yes, destroy from a range." he said and chuckled
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
"It also allows me to reliably dispatch monsters from a distance after I finish studying them, assuming I still need to kill them."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"What ones have you found so far?" he askes
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
"Well, I'm on to my third book at this point, so a couple."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Thats amazing" Jack said and chuckled "My studies are set towards Ghosts, Specters, and Wraiths. So.. the undead."
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
"I prefer Monstrosities and Abberations myself, but I work with everything."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"makes sense" he said and chuckled
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
*mornin*
Theren is in the library bundled up in a blanket as he looks over a map. It is clear he hasn't slept.
Phoenix is in the kitchen baking cake.
Reaper is outside laying on his back and playing with the ghost otter.
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Lore is on the mountain.
Jack is talking to Lester.
Perse appears behind him and sneaks up on him.
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
Theren treks up the mountain with his map rolled up under his arm.
Phoenix approaches the two of them carrying a chocolate cake and wearing an apron that reads, Hands off my Buns.
Reaper doesn't notice and continues playing with the otter.
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"So, what do you research monsters for?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Lore raises an eyebrow as he watches him walk up. She is holding a baby griffon in her hands.
Jack see's the apron and immdeantly breaks down in laughter.
She boops the back of his head.
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
"I help ghosts who are stuck on the material plane move over to the astral."
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
"That's a good reason to study spectrology."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Theren waves at her with his free hand. He looks exhausted.
"Oh shut up Jackson." he grumbles.
Reaper looks up at her and smiles. "Hello." The otter tilts its head at her and bleps its tongue out.
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