11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
A lone traveler atop a hill gazes at the tavern from afar. They are slim, and seem to be composed of a very thin stone armor. The armor's appearance and coloration make it look in similar nature to an insect's carapace, and this look is further emphasized by a secondary pair of arms, and a very distinct coloration.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
A lone traveler atop a hill gazes at the tavern from afar. They are slim, and seem to be composed of a very thin stone armor. The armor's appearance and coloration make it look in similar nature to an insect's carapace, and this look is further emphasized by a secondary pair of arms, and a very distinct coloration.
They seem to be thinking deeply about something.
Kinsley's ears perk up before they disappear, reappearing next to this figure. Curiously they walk around them, examining them, up and down. Once, twice, three times and do a little spin for good measure, "Stone is such a weird thing to make an armor out of. Wouldn't you prefer metals?"
Zarznac is out in the ruined stormtrooper base, observing the carnage left in Raphael and Sytosc's wake.
He's also dug up a couple stormtrooper graves in order to get a better view of their armor.
A skeleton walks up to him holding a notepad, "Evening sir. Were you the fellow yesterday who aided in the uh... How to put this lightly... Carnage yesterday?"
Jason(?) is sitting in a tree in the forest, a few mounds of dirt under it, the scent if blood in the air as he wipes blood off his mouth
Sushi walks out and waves at him, "Hey, come help me with something please!"
Can you describe Jason's Aura, or what you think it'd look like, with textures and colors?
"Huh- oh uh... sure." He says, dropping down from the street
(Hmmmm...) it's like someone took a rough, scaly red color and tried ro swirl it in with a soft yellow color. Not in the sense that they mixed colors and got a brown glop, but like they didn't mix into the color they were supposed to
Zarznac is out in the ruined stormtrooper base, observing the carnage left in Raphael and Sytosc's wake.
He's also dug up a couple stormtrooper graves in order to get a better view of their armor.
A skeleton walks up to him holding a notepad, "Evening sir. Were you the fellow yesterday who aided in the uh... How to put this lightly... Carnage yesterday?"
"No. I strongly dislike violence and typically refuse to participate. I will, however, note that it is necessary for the greater good... sometimes. Ack, I ramble yet again."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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(not cooked all the way through :< )
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
* D: *
*Ooh noooo*
*r u gonna pop it back in the oven*
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
(yeah but the the oven takes a while to heat)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*ooh noooo*
*The pain :(*
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
(yep)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*pretty good, mostly tired cause school. You?*
*good, hbu?*
*gud*
psychopath ^-^
*noice*
*ye*
psychopath ^-^
*characters rn*
Jason(?) is sitting in a tree in the forest, a few mounds of dirt under it, the scent if blood in the air as he wipes blood off his mouth
Kylar is reading a book, humming to herself
Asher is gambling with a couple of street performers, his fiend aura subdued now that he knows people could notice that
A lone traveler atop a hill gazes at the tavern from afar. They are slim, and seem to be composed of a very thin stone armor. The armor's appearance and coloration make it look in similar nature to an insect's carapace, and this look is further emphasized by a secondary pair of arms, and a very distinct coloration.
They seem to be thinking deeply about something.
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
*Hey hey hey*
Sushi is preparing a meal in the kitchen, it looks like some form of a fruit soup
Kinsley is just chilling at the bar
*Nikoli is crying because bone rigging is so fricking hard.*
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
Kinsley's ears perk up before they disappear, reappearing next to this figure. Curiously they walk around them, examining them, up and down. Once, twice, three times and do a little spin for good measure, "Stone is such a weird thing to make an armor out of. Wouldn't you prefer metals?"
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
Sushi walks out and waves at him, "Hey, come help me with something please!"
Can you describe Jason's Aura, or what you think it'd look like, with textures and colors?
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
A skeleton walks up to him holding a notepad, "Evening sir. Were you the fellow yesterday who aided in the uh... How to put this lightly... Carnage yesterday?"
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
(corn bread's done :D)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
"Huh- oh uh... sure." He says, dropping down from the street
(Hmmmm...) it's like someone took a rough, scaly red color and tried ro swirl it in with a soft yellow color. Not in the sense that they mixed colors and got a brown glop, but like they didn't mix into the color they were supposed to
"No. I strongly dislike violence and typically refuse to participate. I will, however, note that it is necessary for the greater good... sometimes. Ack, I ramble yet again."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels