*Happy National Bubble Bath Day/Our Lady of Prompt Succor Day/Baptism of the Lord/Anniverary of Alfred the Great repealling a Danish Invasion!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*
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Rax follows Raphael inside and shivers in newfound warmth, already at rest. "Just travel things, sleeping bag if I don't find a place to stay, food for long walks without towns, that sort of stuff. Oh! And music things, so spare strings and paper to write music."
Rax looks about the interior, but simply follows wherever Raphael walks, glad to have company after his travels.
"Ooo, you're a bard now?" They ask, as Raphael sits them down next to the fire and fetches a blanket for them. After returning, Raphael pulls up a chair and sits by their friend
Rax takes off his overcoat and folds it next to him, placing his bag and things on top of it. He wraps his blanket around himself and instantly gets swooped up by the image of the fire. He still talks though, even if visual attention is drawn to the fireplace.
"Actual bard! Some nice people helped me learn the magic in music, so I can say I am an actual bard!" Not a single worry resonates in his voice at this time, only contention.
"That's great to hear!" Raphael responds, happy at their friend's success. "You still cold?" They ask, smiling and content at Rax's contentment
*Ok good now. Also unrelated but I'm not sure who next to intro or re-intro*
"Not anymore, thanks to the fire..." his eyes flicker in the firelight, reflecting it's illuminating crackles, and Rax's irises nearly match the colour. He blinks, and remembers he's still talking with Raphael.
"What's happened with you all this time? Things have to be interesting if you're an-" Rax looks about for nearby people, "well you know, I don't know if I can say that just out loud."
Rax follows Raphael inside and shivers in newfound warmth, already at rest. "Just travel things, sleeping bag if I don't find a place to stay, food for long walks without towns, that sort of stuff. Oh! And music things, so spare strings and paper to write music."
Rax looks about the interior, but simply follows wherever Raphael walks, glad to have company after his travels.
"Ooo, you're a bard now?" They ask, as Raphael sits them down next to the fire and fetches a blanket for them. After returning, Raphael pulls up a chair and sits by their friend
Rax takes off his overcoat and folds it next to him, placing his bag and things on top of it. He wraps his blanket around himself and instantly gets swooped up by the image of the fire. He still talks though, even if visual attention is drawn to the fireplace.
"Actual bard! Some nice people helped me learn the magic in music, so I can say I am an actual bard!" Not a single worry resonates in his voice at this time, only contention.
"That's great to hear!" Raphael responds, happy at their friend's success. "You still cold?" They ask, smiling and content at Rax's contentment
*Ok good now. Also unrelated but I'm not sure who next to intro or re-intro*
"Not anymore, thanks to the fire..." his eyes flicker in the firelight, reflecting it's illuminating crackles, and Rax's irises nearly match the colour. He blinks, and remembers he's still talking with Raphael.
"What's happened with you all this time? Things have to be interesting if you're an-" Rax looks about for nearby people, "well you know, I don't know if I can say that just out loud."
*What characters do you have?*
"I would heavily prefer if you do not, so thank you." They respond, relaxing. "Things... have been. My second god... disappeared, and so I sought out another one. I feel into the astral for a bit, and only recently came out of it. So time has been............. wonky. It seems so long ago when we last met, but then also so close. Like waking up from a long nap I guess. Time is strange."
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Theren is chopping wood while wearing a tanktop outside
Raphael looks over in bewilderment. "You okay? Are you going to get cold?"
Theren ignores him swing down on the log. Each swing though seems more and more forceful. One the last swing the ax shatters as Theren kneels in the snow, head in his hands
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Theren is chopping wood while wearing a tanktop outside
Raphael looks over in bewilderment. "You okay? Are you going to get cold?"
Theren ignores him swing down on the log. Each swing though seems more and more forceful. One the last swing the ax shatters as Theren kneels in the snow, head in his hands
Raphael gathers the ax and splits the wood open. They put a hand on his back, silent
*Is Theren cold?*
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"I would heavily prefer if you do not, so thank you." They respond, relaxing. "Things... have been. My second god... disappeared, and so I sought out another one. I feel into the astral for a bit, and only recently came out of it. So time has been............. wonky. It seems so long ago when we last met, but then also so close. Like waking up from a long nap I guess. Time is strange."
*I've just started reworking Laci and Arrow, my Aarocockras, as they were kinda bland and similar, so now their the same warlock/ranger bounty hunter character now, patroned to Rax's ex-Demon Lord Patron. Swashbuckler rogue Tiefling: Makaria. Thara, my dragonborn paladin without an oath yet. Spectacle, my showy Tiefling bard. Lorzavur, literally inspired by the DOOM guy but I think he's alr. Zevyra, my Goliath barbarian/ranger from the arctic. And then the yet to be developed vampire-monk and alchemist-wizard. might be others*
"You fell into the astral?" He leans his head towards Raphael as he asks this, clearly not understanding what that means. He shifts in the blankets, trying to get close to Raphael without encroaching on personal space.
Theren is chopping wood while wearing a tanktop outside
Raphael looks over in bewilderment. "You okay? Are you going to get cold?"
Theren ignores him swing down on the log. Each swing though seems more and more forceful. One the last swing the ax shatters as Theren kneels in the snow, head in his hands
Raphael gathers the ax and splits the wood open. They put a hand on his back, silent
*Is Theren cold?*
Theren is as cold as ice and is shaking. He starts to cry.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*hiya TherenDotsk2!!! How are you today?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*tired upset and high*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Happy National Bubble Bath Day/Our Lady of Prompt Succor Day/Baptism of the Lord/Anniverary of Alfred the Great repealling a Danish Invasion!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Anything I can do for you, friend?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*nah not really. Do you wanna rp?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Sure*
Throden-Ihtros is manning the bar
Raphael is making a snowman
Meroving/Yossele is reading a book on Oracalcum
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
(hi pall)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*Hi watcher. All good?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Ok good now. Also unrelated but I'm not sure who next to intro or re-intro*
"Not anymore, thanks to the fire..." his eyes flicker in the firelight, reflecting it's illuminating crackles, and Rax's irises nearly match the colour. He blinks, and remembers he's still talking with Raphael.
"What's happened with you all this time? Things have to be interesting if you're an-" Rax looks about for nearby people, "well you know, I don't know if I can say that just out loud."
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*What characters do you have?*
"I would heavily prefer if you do not, so thank you." They respond, relaxing. "Things... have been. My second god... disappeared, and so I sought out another one. I feel into the astral for a bit, and only recently came out of it. So time has been............. wonky. It seems so long ago when we last met, but then also so close. Like waking up from a long nap I guess. Time is strange."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Theren is chopping wood while wearing a tanktop outside
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Raphael looks over in bewilderment. "You okay? Are you going to get cold?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Theren ignores him swing down on the log. Each swing though seems more and more forceful. One the last swing the ax shatters as Theren kneels in the snow, head in his hands
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Raphael gathers the ax and splits the wood open. They put a hand on his back, silent
*Is Theren cold?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*I've just started reworking Laci and Arrow, my Aarocockras, as they were kinda bland and similar, so now their the same warlock/ranger bounty hunter character now, patroned to Rax's ex-Demon Lord Patron. Swashbuckler rogue Tiefling: Makaria. Thara, my dragonborn paladin without an oath yet. Spectacle, my showy Tiefling bard. Lorzavur, literally inspired by the DOOM guy but I think he's alr. Zevyra, my Goliath barbarian/ranger from the arctic. And then the yet to be developed vampire-monk and alchemist-wizard. might be others*
"You fell into the astral?" He leans his head towards Raphael as he asks this, clearly not understanding what that means. He shifts in the blankets, trying to get close to Raphael without encroaching on personal space.
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
(not really)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*BRB*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Theren is as cold as ice and is shaking. He starts to cry.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*cya soon!*
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*oof, wanna talk about it? Or is it just something to shrug off?*
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.