*appears in the middle of a demonic circle, summoned by a sacrificial ritual*
*how is everyone doing today, my frens?*
*(HUGGLES)*
*hello there how is my fellow eldritch horror doing?*
*Vibing. What about you?*
*goods, thinking of either introing a new character or bringing one of my Two Story characters here. Both of them are Archfey*
*JOIN THE ARCHFEY PEOPLE!!*
*explain. Is there like a club for Archfey or something that I don’t know about?*
*Nah, I just got Archfey people on here but we need more.*
*ooh. Alright, I need you to choose which one I should intro: A self proclaimed prince of poisonous flowers with a pet bunny and a god complex or a manipulative monstrous moth fey that pretends to be a fortune teller and runs a circus*
*SKRRRRR. BOTH ARE SO GOOD. :D. I KINDA WANNA SEE BOTH!!*
*hmmm… I think I’ll intro the old one right now and the new one later, soooo Circus moth it is!*
advertisements have appeared all around town, advertising about a traveling show coming to the town. It talks about its many fantastical performers that can perform unbelievable feats of dexterity and strength, that tame displacer beasts and juggle explosives, and numerous other strange and impressive circus acts. The person running the show is named The Magnificent Mori, who, along with running the circus, will also read your future (and Change it around some, too!) for the small small price of 100 10 gold!
the Circus has just arrived outside town, and is setting up a magnificent tent and taking out supplies from dozens of caravans. One two story Caravan stands out in particular, made of light grey wood, pulled by a Unicorn and surrounded by dozens of bright orange glowing orbs. There’s a sign in front of the door at the side that reads, “The Magnificent Mori,”
Donn, the Archfey of Dreams and Nightmares, looks upon them, eyes narrowed.
*appears in the middle of a demonic circle, summoned by a sacrificial ritual*
*how is everyone doing today, my frens?*
*(HUGGLES)*
*hello there how is my fellow eldritch horror doing?*
*Vibing. What about you?*
*goods, thinking of either introing a new character or bringing one of my Two Story characters here. Both of them are Archfey*
*JOIN THE ARCHFEY PEOPLE!!*
*explain. Is there like a club for Archfey or something that I don’t know about?*
*Nah, I just got Archfey people on here but we need more.*
*ooh. Alright, I need you to choose which one I should intro: A self proclaimed prince of poisonous flowers with a pet bunny and a god complex or a manipulative monstrous moth fey that pretends to be a fortune teller and runs a circus*
*SKRRRRR. BOTH ARE SO GOOD. :D. I KINDA WANNA SEE BOTH!!*
*hmmm… I think I’ll intro the old one right now and the new one later, soooo Circus moth it is!*
advertisements have appeared all around town, advertising about a traveling show coming to the town. It talks about its many fantastical performers that can perform unbelievable feats of dexterity and strength, that tame displacer beasts and juggle explosives, and numerous other strange and impressive circus acts. The person running the show is named The Magnificent Mori, who, along with running the circus, will also read your future (and Change it around some, too!) for the small small price of 100 10 gold!
the Circus has just arrived outside town, and is setting up a magnificent tent and taking out supplies from dozens of caravans. One two story Caravan stands out in particular, made of light grey wood, pulled by a Unicorn and surrounded by dozens of bright orange glowing orbs. There’s a sign in front of the door at the side that reads, “The Magnificent Mori,”
Donn, the Archfey of Dreams and Nightmares, looks upon them, eyes narrowed.
A Harengon helping set up some equipment looks at them.
*appears in the middle of a demonic circle, summoned by a sacrificial ritual*
*how is everyone doing today, my frens?*
*(HUGGLES)*
*hello there how is my fellow eldritch horror doing?*
*Vibing. What about you?*
*goods, thinking of either introing a new character or bringing one of my Two Story characters here. Both of them are Archfey*
*JOIN THE ARCHFEY PEOPLE!!*
*explain. Is there like a club for Archfey or something that I don’t know about?*
*Nah, I just got Archfey people on here but we need more.*
*ooh. Alright, I need you to choose which one I should intro: A self proclaimed prince of poisonous flowers with a pet bunny and a god complex or a manipulative monstrous moth fey that pretends to be a fortune teller and runs a circus*
*SKRRRRR. BOTH ARE SO GOOD. :D. I KINDA WANNA SEE BOTH!!*
*hmmm… I think I’ll intro the old one right now and the new one later, soooo Circus moth it is!*
advertisements have appeared all around town, advertising about a traveling show coming to the town. It talks about its many fantastical performers that can perform unbelievable feats of dexterity and strength, that tame displacer beasts and juggle explosives, and numerous other strange and impressive circus acts. The person running the show is named The Magnificent Mori, who, along with running the circus, will also read your future (and Change it around some, too!) for the small small price of 100 10 gold!
the Circus has just arrived outside town, and is setting up a magnificent tent and taking out supplies from dozens of caravans. One two story Caravan stands out in particular, made of light grey wood, pulled by a Unicorn and surrounded by dozens of bright orange glowing orbs. There’s a sign in front of the door at the side that reads, “The Magnificent Mori,”
Donn, the Archfey of Dreams and Nightmares, looks upon them, eyes narrowed.
A Harengon helping set up some equipment looks at them.
”uhm… hello, do you need something?”
*description for Donn?*
*6'8 Bipedal Goat Humanoid with black fur, two sets of curved black horns, golden eyes, and long claws on his fingertips. He wears a black suits with a golden tie and holds a pitchfork.*
They collapse on the ground as they get tackled by Kinsley. They laugh as they do. "Pleasure to see you as well, Kinsley."
"YOU WERE DEAD!?!?! HOW WHAT WHEN WHY WHO?"
"You would have to ask Theren about the specifics." They say, standing up and dusting themselves off, "But the short of it, it was a sacrifice to show my love for another."
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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
*6'8 Bipedal Goat Humanoid with black fur, two sets of curved black horns, golden eyes, and long claws on his fingertips. He wears a black suits with a golden tie and holds a pitchfork.*
"No no.. simply watching."
*Sword of quote chain cutting gets sheathed once more*
*appears in the middle of a demonic circle, summoned by a sacrificial ritual*
*how is everyone doing today, my frens?*
*(HUGGLES)*
*hello there how is my fellow eldritch horror doing?*
*Vibing. What about you?*
*goods, thinking of either introing a new character or bringing one of my Two Story characters here. Both of them are Archfey*
*JOIN THE ARCHFEY PEOPLE!!*
*explain. Is there like a club for Archfey or something that I don’t know about?*
*Nah, I just got Archfey people on here but we need more.*
*ooh. Alright, I need you to choose which one I should intro: A self proclaimed prince of poisonous flowers with a pet bunny and a god complex or a manipulative monstrous moth fey that pretends to be a fortune teller and runs a circus*
*SKRRRRR. BOTH ARE SO GOOD. :D. I KINDA WANNA SEE BOTH!!*
*hmmm… I think I’ll intro the old one right now and the new one later, soooo Circus moth it is!*
advertisements have appeared all around town, advertising about a traveling show coming to the town. It talks about its many fantastical performers that can perform unbelievable feats of dexterity and strength, that tame displacer beasts and juggle explosives, and numerous other strange and impressive circus acts. The person running the show is named The Magnificent Mori, who, along with running the circus, will also read your future (and Change it around some, too!) for the small small price of 100 10 gold!
the Circus has just arrived outside town, and is setting up a magnificent tent and taking out supplies from dozens of caravans. One two story Caravan stands out in particular, made of light grey wood, pulled by a Unicorn and surrounded by dozens of bright orange glowing orbs. There’s a sign in front of the door at the side that reads, “The Magnificent Mori,”
Donn, the Archfey of Dreams and Nightmares, looks upon them, eyes narrowed.
A Harengon helping set up some equipment looks at them.
”uhm… hello, do you need something?”
*description for Donn?*
*6'8 Bipedal Goat Humanoid with black fur, two sets of curved black horns, golden eyes, and long claws on his fingertips. He wears a black suits with a golden tie and holds a pitchfork.*
*6'8 Bipedal Goat Humanoid with black fur, two sets of curved black horns, golden eyes, and long claws on his fingertips. He wears a black suits with a golden tie and holds a pitchfork.*
"No no.. simply watching."
*Sword of quote chain cutting gets sheathed once more*
*appears in the middle of a demonic circle, summoned by a sacrificial ritual*
*how is everyone doing today, my frens?*
*(HUGGLES)*
*hello there how is my fellow eldritch horror doing?*
*Vibing. What about you?*
*goods, thinking of either introing a new character or bringing one of my Two Story characters here. Both of them are Archfey*
*JOIN THE ARCHFEY PEOPLE!!*
*explain. Is there like a club for Archfey or something that I don’t know about?*
*Nah, I just got Archfey people on here but we need more.*
*ooh. Alright, I need you to choose which one I should intro: A self proclaimed prince of poisonous flowers with a pet bunny and a god complex or a manipulative monstrous moth fey that pretends to be a fortune teller and runs a circus*
*SKRRRRR. BOTH ARE SO GOOD. :D. I KINDA WANNA SEE BOTH!!*
*hmmm… I think I’ll intro the old one right now and the new one later, soooo Circus moth it is!*
advertisements have appeared all around town, advertising about a traveling show coming to the town. It talks about its many fantastical performers that can perform unbelievable feats of dexterity and strength, that tame displacer beasts and juggle explosives, and numerous other strange and impressive circus acts. The person running the show is named The Magnificent Mori, who, along with running the circus, will also read your future (and Change it around some, too!) for the small small price of 100 10 gold!
the Circus has just arrived outside town, and is setting up a magnificent tent and taking out supplies from dozens of caravans. One two story Caravan stands out in particular, made of light grey wood, pulled by a Unicorn and surrounded by dozens of bright orange glowing orbs. There’s a sign in front of the door at the side that reads, “The Magnificent Mori,”
Donn, the Archfey of Dreams and Nightmares, looks upon them, eyes narrowed.
A Harengon helping set up some equipment looks at them.
”uhm… hello, do you need something?”
*description for Donn?*
*6'8 Bipedal Goat Humanoid with black fur, two sets of curved black horns, golden eyes, and long claws on his fingertips. He wears a black suits with a golden tie and holds a pitchfork.*
They collapse on the ground as they get tackled by Kinsley. They laugh as they do. "Pleasure to see you as well, Kinsley."
"YOU WERE DEAD!?!?! HOW WHAT WHEN WHY WHO?"
"You would have to ask Theren about the specifics." They say, standing up and dusting themselves off, "But the short of it, it was a sacrifice to show my love for another."
"... That's stupid. You shouldn't have to die to prove a point."
"Making sure you can rest soundly. I don't want any paladins or anything coming back."
Crie takes a swig from a bottle of flymead and turns his head. "You're back."
He smiles and chuckles softly. "I am fine... Well, I am trying."
Krist nods "I am a concerned fellow."
The Egregore floats to the ground. "Just relax. This is a preventative measure. I doubt anyone will come and mess with you so soon after the last group."
He holds up the bottle to the old man. "Want some?" Krist notices that Crie is holding a notebook in his other hand.
"Making sure you can rest soundly. I don't want any paladins or anything coming back."
Crie takes a swig from a bottle of flymead and turns his head. "You're back."
He smiles and chuckles softly. "I am fine... Well, I am trying."
Krist nods "I am a concerned fellow."
The Egregore floats to the ground. "Just relax. This is a preventative measure. I doubt anyone will come and mess with you so soon after the last group."
He holds up the bottle to the old man. "Want some?" Krist notices that Crie is holding a notebook in his other hand.
*YOU'D BE WRONG BAAL >:3*
While both of them are talking, the air seems to get more... Holy. It spreads slowly, like a poisonous gas to the soul. Donn visibly stiffens and flexed his hands. "Egregore.."
Krist smiles and shakes his head "I'm more of a Fungal Wormwood Brine man." He produces a bottle made of wood.
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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
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Donn, the Archfey of Dreams and Nightmares, looks upon them, eyes narrowed.
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
Raphael is back
Meroving is listening to some music
Greg is having their cup of joe
Yossele is tagging along with Meroving
Throden is serving food
Ihtros is making food
Lazarus is whittling as they do
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
There's the sound of a speeding object getting louder as it moves closer before Raphael gets Tackled by Kinsley
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
He smiles and chuckles softly. "I am fine... Well, I am trying."
Krist nods "I am a concerned fellow."
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
A Harengon helping set up some equipment looks at them.
”uhm… hello, do you need something?”
*description for Donn?*
Donn is meditating.
Yuri is with Edward, building something.
Finch is reading in the tavern library.
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 collasp on the ground as they get tackled by Kinsley. They laugh as they do. "Pleasure to see you as well, Kinsley."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"YOU WERE DEAD!?!?! HOW WHAT WHEN WHY WHO?"
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
*6'8 Bipedal Goat Humanoid with black fur, two sets of curved black horns, golden eyes, and long claws on his fingertips. He wears a black suits with a golden tie and holds a pitchfork.*
"No no.. simply watching."
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 would have to ask Theren about the specifics." They say, standing up and dusting themselves off, "But the short of it, it was a sacrifice to show my love for another."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Sword of quote chain cutting gets sheathed once more*
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
“Alright… watching what, though?”
*oops i was ninjaed*
"You all setting up." He said, tilting his head.
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
"... That's stupid. You shouldn't have to die to prove a point."
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
“Oh, yeah. Uhm…” the Harengon continues helping.
Donn can hear someone yelling from inside the main caravan.
Donn raises a brow "I do believe you should go check up on that?"
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
The Egregore floats to the ground. "Just relax. This is a preventative measure. I doubt anyone will come and mess with you so soon after the last group."
He holds up the bottle to the old man. "Want some?" Krist notices that Crie is holding a notebook in his other hand.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Oh- I don’t want to interrupt their conversation… nobody interrupts Mori.”
*YOU'D BE WRONG BAAL >:3*
While both of them are talking, the air seems to get more... Holy. It spreads slowly, like a poisonous gas to the soul. Donn visibly stiffens and flexed his hands. "Egregore.."
Krist smiles and shakes his head "I'm more of a Fungal Wormwood Brine man." He produces a bottle made of wood.
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