*Gonna be on and off, but I'm gonna try to be civil.*
Donn is outside, smoking his pipe. A shadow dragon wyrmling at his side, pestering him to know what was Ethereal Weaveleaf tastes like when its smoked.
*OMG IT'S WENDIGO! HIIIII!*
Whistler the owl mask wearing Elementalist walks over, "That's quite an intriguing creature you have beside you."
*Gonna be on and off, but I'm gonna try to be civil.*
Donn is outside, smoking his pipe. A shadow dragon wyrmling at his side, pestering him to know what was Ethereal Weaveleaf tastes like when its smoked.
*OMG IT'S WENDIGO! HIIIII!*
Whistler the owl mask wearing Elementalist walks over, "That's quite an intriguing creature you have beside you."
*Yo Nikolai, how are ya?*
The archfey narrows his eyes. "Yes, he is wanting to know what it tastes like to smoke." He sighs. The wyrmling jumps up and down, smiling.
*Gonna be on and off, but I'm gonna try to be civil.*
Donn is outside, smoking his pipe. A shadow dragon wyrmling at his side, pestering him to know what was Ethereal Weaveleaf tastes like when its smoked.
*Gonna be on and off, but I'm gonna try to be civil.*
Donn is outside, smoking his pipe. A shadow dragon wyrmling at his side, pestering him to know what was Ethereal Weaveleaf tastes like when its smoked.
*Gonna be on and off, but I'm gonna try to be civil.*
Donn is outside, smoking his pipe. A shadow dragon wyrmling at his side, pestering him to know what was Ethereal Weaveleaf tastes like when its smoked.
*OMG IT'S WENDIGO! HIIIII!*
Whistler the owl mask wearing Elementalist walks over, "That's quite an intriguing creature you have beside you."
*Yo Nikolai, how are ya?*
The archfey narrows his eyes. "Yes, he is wanting to know what it tastes like to smoke." He sighs. The wyrmling jumps up and down, smiling.
*Great, I might fail calculus. You?*
"Can it even taste? It appears to be a creature of the void. May I?" He reaches out a hand from beneath his cloak, removing the claws and making a patting motion
He walks in and places the keg on the bar, then seemingly reaches into his robes and seemingly stomach with his claws, pulling out fistful after fistful of gold coins, which he also places on the bar. More and more gold comes out, spilling over onto the bartender side floor. "Who's thirsty?"
"... Did you just pull a Mansa Musa..."
He grins. "I mean, is that a problem?"
She shrugs, "It's probably not enough gold to crash the economy"
"Are you asking for more, or is that meant to be a warning?" He reaches into his robes once more.
"Are you asking for more, or is that meant to be a warning?" He reaches into his robes once more.
"Definitely a warning." She takes down a couple of boxes of ale putting a free sign in front of it and taking 10 gold coins, "Ale isn't even that expensive promise."
*Gonna be on and off, but I'm gonna try to be civil.*
Donn is outside, smoking his pipe. A shadow dragon wyrmling at his side, pestering him to know what was Ethereal Weaveleaf tastes like when its smoked.
"Admittedly human. I have, however been forging a more perfect vessel for my soul flame." He gestures to the altar, and a suit of ceramic armor materialize atop it.
They inspect it. "For such a 'weak' god, you certainly are good at creating stuff out of thin air." They joke
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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
*Gonna be on and off, but I'm gonna try to be civil.*
Donn is outside, smoking his pipe. A shadow dragon wyrmling at his side, pestering him to know what was Ethereal Weaveleaf tastes like when its smoked.
*OMG IT'S WENDIGO! HIIIII!*
Whistler the owl mask wearing Elementalist walks over, "That's quite an intriguing creature you have beside you."
*Yo Nikolai, how are ya?*
The archfey narrows his eyes. "Yes, he is wanting to know what it tastes like to smoke." He sighs. The wyrmling jumps up and down, smiling.
*Great, I might fail calculus. You?*
"Can it even taste? It appears to be a creature of the void. May I?" He reaches out a hand from beneath his cloak, removing the claws and making a patting motion
Donn seems to bristle a bit, his eyes turning from gold to red. "Be gentle." He warns and makes a motion, gesturing for the wyrmling that it is safe to be petted.
They nod in agreement, a trait picked up from Raphael. "Fate seems to be like that sometimes, ebbing and flowing. Seems was flowing for a long time, and hopefully back to that. Just become cleric like... 3 days ago. Fate is moving fast right now." Greg explains
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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
*Gonna be on and off, but I'm gonna try to be civil.*
Donn is outside, smoking his pipe. A shadow dragon wyrmling at his side, pestering him to know what was Ethereal Weaveleaf tastes like when its smoked.
*OMG IT'S WENDIGO! HIIIII!*
Whistler the owl mask wearing Elementalist walks over, "That's quite an intriguing creature you have beside you."
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*Yo Nikolai, how are ya?*
The archfey narrows his eyes. "Yes, he is wanting to know what it tastes like to smoke." He sighs. The wyrmling jumps up and down, smiling.
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
*[hugs]* *hiiii*
*All good friendo*
"Hello there small one." he says, the eyeholes of his helmet glowing a soft blue
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Hiiiiiii :3
(Gentle hug)*
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
They scoot away a little, "Hello... big one? You look like you could kill me with a glance. Please don't kill me with a glance."
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*Great, I might fail calculus. You?*
"Can it even taste? It appears to be a creature of the void. May I?" He reaches out a hand from beneath his cloak, removing the claws and making a patting motion
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
The man lets out a deep rumble of a laugh. "I wont. I promise." he extends a pinky finger
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Kinsley cautiously accepts the pinky promise, "Who are you?"
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"Are you asking for more, or is that meant to be a warning?" He reaches into his robes once more.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I am Mars. Better known as Mars Ultor."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Definitely a warning." She takes down a couple of boxes of ale putting a free sign in front of it and taking 10 gold coins, "Ale isn't even that expensive promise."
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o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
*:DDDD*
"Mars? Like the god of war?"
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They inspect it. "For such a 'weak' god, you certainly are good at creating stuff out of thin air." They joke
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Donn seems to bristle a bit, his eyes turning from gold to red. "Be gentle." He warns and makes a motion, gesturing for the wyrmling that it is safe to be petted.
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
"Yes..indeed...but moving on...are you making crafts?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
They nod in agreement, a trait picked up from Raphael. "Fate seems to be like that sometimes, ebbing and flowing. Seems was flowing for a long time, and hopefully back to that. Just become cleric like... 3 days ago. Fate is moving fast right now." Greg explains
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*You feeling good mate?*
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
"Mind naming them now? I could lend you for a small time an infinity stone."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now