Mars looks up, the eyeholes of his helmet a light blue
Whistler makes a shushing motion and moves to grab something from atop their head
Mars doesn't move, sniffling a bit
Whistler hands come back down holding a what looks like a glowing pile of leaves with two glowing yellow eyes, nodding he looks up at Mars now, "And now then I can inquire about what a behemoth like you is saddened about."
Mars looks up, the eyeholes of his helmet a light blue
Whistler makes a shushing motion and moves to grab something from atop their head
Mars doesn't move, sniffling a bit
Whistler hands come back down holding a what looks like a glowing pile of leaves with two glowing yellow eyes, nodding he looks up at Mars now, "And now then I can inquire about what a behemoth like you is saddened about."
"I..I tried to bring back someone i lost but...they weren't the same..."
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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.
"I..I tried to bring back someone i lost but...they weren't the same..."
"Well you can never bring back something you lost, it will never be brought back the same. Perhaps it's best to leave a pot shattered than to glue it back together and have it leak." Tilting his head he tries to come up with something comforting, "Who were they to you."
"I..I tried to bring back someone i lost but...they weren't the same..."
"Well you can never bring back something you lost, it will never be brought back the same. Perhaps it's best to leave a pot shattered than to glue it back together and have it leak." Tilting his head he tries to come up with something comforting, "Who were they to you."
"They were my adopted daughter..."
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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.
"I..I tried to bring back someone i lost but...they weren't the same..."
"Well you can never bring back something you lost, it will never be brought back the same. Perhaps it's best to leave a pot shattered than to glue it back together and have it leak." Tilting his head he tries to come up with something comforting, "Who were they to you."
"They were my adopted daughter..."
"I'm sure she was as lovely as a star. But would she want you hunched over and broken lost here in the woods?"
*I have character ideas but making a character that grows in power is hard in the taverns and even harder when it doesn't innately have a power tyst interacts with others qwq*
"I..I tried to bring back someone i lost but...they weren't the same..."
"Well you can never bring back something you lost, it will never be brought back the same. Perhaps it's best to leave a pot shattered than to glue it back together and have it leak." Tilting his head he tries to come up with something comforting, "Who were they to you."
"They were my adopted daughter..."
"I'm sure she was as lovely as a star. But would she want you hunched over and broken lost here in the woods?"
"You...you dont understand..."
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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.
*I have character ideas but making a character that grows in power is hard in the taverns and even harder when it doesn't innately have a power tyst interacts with others qwq*
*OH buddy, i wish i could help*
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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.
"I..I tried to bring back someone i lost but...they weren't the same..."
"Well you can never bring back something you lost, it will never be brought back the same. Perhaps it's best to leave a pot shattered than to glue it back together and have it leak." Tilting his head he tries to come up with something comforting, "Who were they to you."
"They were my adopted daughter..."
"I'm sure she was as lovely as a star. But would she want you hunched over and broken lost here in the woods?"
"You...you dont understand..."
"Of course not. I'm just some stranger who found a crying man in the woods with a sprite atop his head. What would I know of your loss? But I've heard talking about someone is helpful when dealing with grief."
*I have character ideas but making a character that grows in power is hard in the taverns and even harder when it doesn't innately have a power tyst interacts with others qwq*
*Just have them go on side quests. Do the Kinsley route of power growth. Or Isekai.*
*Twiddles thumbs*
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
*oh im sorry i missed that mate*
Mars looks up, the eyeholes of his helmet a light blue
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Nothin. Just happy i suppose."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*My mind keeps wandering back to my idea for a Russian Explosive Artificer and my Blind Sniper.*
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
*You're good lol*
Whistler makes a shushing motion and moves to grab something from atop their head
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o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
Mars doesn't move, sniffling a bit
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"How so dear?" She asked, curious.
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
Whistler hands come back down holding a what looks like a glowing pile of leaves with two glowing yellow eyes, nodding he looks up at Mars now, "And now then I can inquire about what a behemoth like you is saddened about."
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"Well, I'm dating this tiefling named Lore. We went on a date earlier and i thought it went rather well."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I..I tried to bring back someone i lost but...they weren't the same..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"That is good. I'm proud of you." She said, beaming.
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 blushes. "Thanks."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Well you can never bring back something you lost, it will never be brought back the same. Perhaps it's best to leave a pot shattered than to glue it back together and have it leak." Tilting his head he tries to come up with something comforting, "Who were they to you."
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"They were my adopted daughter..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I'm sure she was as lovely as a star. But would she want you hunched over and broken lost here in the woods?"
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
*siiiiiiigh*
*I have character ideas but making a character that grows in power is hard in the taverns and even harder when it doesn't innately have a power tyst interacts with others qwq*
"You...you dont understand..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*OH buddy, i wish i could help*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Of course not. I'm just some stranger who found a crying man in the woods with a sprite atop his head. What would I know of your loss? But I've heard talking about someone is helpful when dealing with grief."
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
*Just have them go on side quests. Do the Kinsley route of power growth. Or Isekai.*
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?