Lenore is pushing a toddler in a sack hood on a swing in Oswald's recently constructed playground.
Oswald, having constructed the playground, is starting work on the school.
Sytosc is fishing.
Egregore has moved his feast outside of his little demiplane and is trying to lure people over. The table is literally piled high with fine food of all kinds.
Lore is outside, dressed in a white crop-top, a pair of white Japanese-style pants, and a black jacket. Her hair is tied up in a ponytail. She looks like she just got back from a run of sorts. She seems to be accompanied by Kelipso, who is dressed in a black tank-top, a black crop-top hoodie with long black straps, and high-waisted jeans.
Lazarus waves and bows to the both of them. "Who might you to be?"
Lore waves "Hey there! Name's Lore. This is Kelipso." Kelipso just tilts his head "I already know who he is."
"Pleasure to meet you Lore." They turn to kelipso. "How have you been?"
Lore smiles politely. Kelipso raises an eyebrow "I'm fine..."
They shrug. "So, who are you, Lore?" Turning to Lore
Lore chuckles "No one important I can assure you." She said. (Does he have Truesight?)
*Nope*
"Everyone is, in their unique way. What is your story? Or at least, what you are willing to share."
"Mn. Druid from Icewind Dale and a God-killer." She grins. Kelipso snorts and laughs.
"Seems everyone is. How many gods, if I may ask."
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Lenore is pushing a toddler in a sack hood on a swing in Oswald's recently constructed playground.
Oswald, having constructed the playground, is starting work on the school.
Sytosc is fishing.
Egregore has moved his feast outside of his little demiplane and is trying to lure people over. The table is literally piled high with fine food of all kinds.
Lazarus walks over, investigating the food, they wave to Egregore. "You are the chef for this?"
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Lenore is pushing a toddler in a sack hood on a swing in Oswald's recently constructed playground.
Oswald, having constructed the playground, is starting work on the school.
Sytosc is fishing.
Egregore has moved his feast outside of his little demiplane and is trying to lure people over. The table is literally piled high with fine food of all kinds.
Lore is outside, dressed in a white crop-top, a pair of white Japanese-style pants, and a black jacket. Her hair is tied up in a ponytail. She looks like she just got back from a run of sorts. She seems to be accompanied by Kelipso, who is dressed in a black tank-top, a black crop-top hoodie with long black straps, and high-waisted jeans.
Lazarus waves and bows to the both of them. "Who might you to be?"
Lore waves "Hey there! Name's Lore. This is Kelipso." Kelipso just tilts his head "I already know who he is."
"Pleasure to meet you Lore." They turn to kelipso. "How have you been?"
Lore smiles politely. Kelipso raises an eyebrow "I'm fine..."
They shrug. "So, who are you, Lore?" Turning to Lore
Lore chuckles "No one important I can assure you." She said. (Does he have Truesight?)
*Nope*
"Everyone is, in their unique way. What is your story? Or at least, what you are willing to share."
"Mn. Druid from Icewind Dale and a God-killer." She grins. Kelipso snorts and laughs.
Joseph rips into them with a claw attack. "Face me! You attacked me before, attack me now!"
Attack: 23 Damage: 7 slashing
He rolls onto his back, protecting his spine from attack and covers his face with his arms as he attempts to kick the Spawn off: 22
They get kicked off, landing on the ground, bones seemingly broken. The mishapen creature stands up, and to Jason's shock, they regenerate from the strike, hands connecting togehter, bones righting themselves, etc. "Why won't I die!!! You killed me once, kill me again!"
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Egregore has moved his feast outside of his little demiplane and is trying to lure people over. The table is literally piled high with fine food of all kinds.
Lazarus walks over, investigating the food, they wave to Egregore. "You are the chef for this?"
The food doesn't seem to be magical. Egregore nods. "But much like you, nothing here will sustain me."
Egregore has moved his feast outside of his little demiplane and is trying to lure people over. The table is literally piled high with fine food of all kinds.
Lazarus walks over, investigating the food, they wave to Egregore. "You are the chef for this?"
The food doesn't seem to be magical. Egregore nods. "But much like you, nothing here will sustain me."
They nod in agreement. "What would?"
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Lenore is pushing a toddler in a sack hood on a swing in Oswald's recently constructed playground.
Oswald, having constructed the playground, is starting work on the school.
Sytosc is fishing.
Egregore has moved his feast outside of his little demiplane and is trying to lure people over. The table is literally piled high with fine food of all kinds.
*Morning!*
*Evening, Law-man! I overslept... How are you today?*
Lenore is pushing a toddler in a sack hood on a swing in Oswald's recently constructed playground.
Oswald, having constructed the playground, is starting work on the school.
Sytosc is fishing.
Egregore has moved his feast outside of his little demiplane and is trying to lure people over. The table is literally piled high with fine food of all kinds.
*Morning!*
*Evening, Law-man! I overslept... How are you today?*
*I'm vibing. I'm thinking about getting a replica mask of Iron's man's Mark 5. Buts its like 359.99$.*
*And if you need to sleep, YOU NEED TO SLEEP! [huggles] YOU MUST SELF-CARE.*
Lenore is pushing a toddler in a sack hood on a swing in Oswald's recently constructed playground.
Oswald, having constructed the playground, is starting work on the school.
Sytosc is fishing.
Egregore has moved his feast outside of his little demiplane and is trying to lure people over. The table is literally piled high with fine food of all kinds.
*Morning!*
*Evening, Law-man! I overslept... How are you today?*
*I'm vibing. I'm thinking about getting a replica mask of Iron's man's Mark 5. Buts its like 359.99$.*
Joseph rips into them with a claw attack. "Face me! You attacked me before, attack me now!"
Attack: 23 Damage: 7 slashing
He rolls onto his back, protecting his spine from attack and covers his face with his arms as he attempts to kick the Spawn off: 22
They get kicked off, landing on the ground, bones seemingly broken. The mishapen creature stands up, and to Jason's shock, they regenerate from the strike, hands connecting togehter, bones righting themselves, etc. "Why won't I die!!! You killed me once, kill me again!"
"I dint know! L-leave me alone!" He says, throwing his hunting knife at its skull: 13
Egregore has moved his feast outside of his little demiplane and is trying to lure people over. The table is literally piled high with fine food of all kinds.
Lazarus walks over, investigating the food, they wave to Egregore. "You are the chef for this?"
The food doesn't seem to be magical. Egregore nods. "But much like you, nothing here will sustain me."
They nod in agreement. "What would?"
"I am the manifestation of the Shadow. Base desires, guilt, fear, pleasure, self-destruction. Things that people are taught to never bring to the surface are what sustain me."
Lenore is pushing a toddler in a sack hood on a swing in Oswald's recently constructed playground.
Oswald, having constructed the playground, is starting work on the school.
Sytosc is fishing.
Egregore has moved his feast outside of his little demiplane and is trying to lure people over. The table is literally piled high with fine food of all kinds.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Seems everyone is. How many gods, if I may ask."
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Lazarus walks over, investigating the food, they wave to Egregore. "You are the chef for this?"
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*Morning!*
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
He rolls onto his back, protecting his spine from attack and covers his face with his arms as he attempts to kick the Spawn off: 23
"Two." She said "But not without... issues."
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 get kicked off, landing on the ground, bones seemingly broken. The mishapen creature stands up, and to Jason's shock, they regenerate from the strike, hands connecting togehter, bones righting themselves, etc. "Why won't I die!!! You killed me once, kill me again!"
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The food doesn't seem to be magical. Egregore nods. "But much like you, nothing here will sustain me."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
They nod in agreement. "What would?"
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*Evening, Law-man! I overslept... How are you today?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
They force a chuckle. "I don't think there is another way to kill a god. May I inquire onto which two?"
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*I'm vibing. I'm thinking about getting a replica mask of Iron's man's Mark 5. Buts its like 359.99$.*
*And if you need to sleep, YOU NEED TO SLEEP! [huggles] YOU MUST SELF-CARE.*
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
"Genesis, the God of Winter, and Meloni, The Goddess of Womanhood." She beamed.
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
*expensiv*
psychopath ^-^
"I see. Should bowing be the proper respect?" They ask, offering
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"No no no!" She laughs "I hate that type of stuff."
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 dint know! L-leave me alone!" He says, throwing his hunting knife at its skull: 13
They nod. "Understood, and I take it Lore is the way of address as well?"
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"I am the manifestation of the Shadow. Base desires, guilt, fear, pleasure, self-destruction. Things that people are taught to never bring to the surface are what sustain me."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*GTG*
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