Leo is fixing Festus's chest cavity. His legs are the only thing visible.
Leon is tuning his guitar.
-and because i feel like it-
There is the sound of engines roaring. 6 Tie-Fighters fly just below the clouds. The locals of a small village hide in fear. There is then a different type of roar as 3 X-Wings punch through the clouds and start firing at the Tie-Fighters.
Raphael is with the villagers, attempting to keep up moral
There is a boom as a Tie-Fighter crashes into the ground near the village
Raphael goes out to investigate
The pilot is dead, half hanging out of the front of the craft. There are 4 more booms as other tie-fighters crash near the village.
*Do any look like they will hit buildings?*
Raphael goes to see if any living pilots exist
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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
Leo is fixing Festus's chest cavity. His legs are the only thing visible.
Leon is tuning his guitar.
-and because i feel like it-
There is the sound of engines roaring. 6 Tie-Fighters fly just below the clouds. The locals of a small village hide in fear. There is then a different type of roar as 3 X-Wings punch through the clouds and start firing at the Tie-Fighters.
Raphael is with the villagers, attempting to keep up moral
There is a boom as a Tie-Fighter crashes into the ground near the village
Raphael goes out to investigate
The pilot is dead, half hanging out of the front of the craft. There are 4 more booms as other tie-fighters crash near the village.
*Do any look like they will hit buildings?*
Raphael goes to see if any living pilots exist
*Nope*
None of the pilots are alive. The last Tie-Fighter is putting up a fight as the X-Wings fly after them
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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.
Cassandra is eating some venison she caught, cooking the meat over a fire
Kylar is grooming her divine dogs
Asher is gambling in a secluded den
Jason is carving a small wooden statuette
*little partial intro*
A wanted poster has been put up onto the notice board, a drawn mugshot of a harengon. Under the picture are large bold 'wanted' text, either dead or alive. The harengon is labeled as being charged with theft, breaking and entering, and the kidnapping of a child from the noble family from a city not too far from the town
*no one?*
*-^-*
Strings walks in and realizes she is in the wrong place.
Asher looks up with a grin, "Well hello there, care to join?" He asks, rolling some dice between his fingers
She blinks and looks around, taking in the place, before shaking her head. "I think i might be in the wrong area.."
"No area is the wrong area when fates in play" He says simply, ushering her further inside, "Course, this may just not be where you planned to end up." He says with a shrug
She looks confused and afeared. She sits down and blinks "Oh dear.."
"So, what's your game? Black jack, liars dice, poker, dragonchess-" He starts listing game options as some of the other folk at the table give her a curious look, though not any more malicious than the average person hoping to take your money fairly
"Oh, um... Dragonchess and dice games.." She said "I.. Have no money to bet however."
"You've got some nice eyes" He says, an extra voice mixing into his own for a moment, "Could always bet those." He says before pausing, "Hm, need to take my meds"
Her claws grip the table and bristles, her fur fluffing.
Asher pops a non-descript item into his mouth as one of the other gamblers readies a dice game. After a second he lets out a breath and smiles at Strings, "Apologies miss, he has a... thing. He doesn't talk about it, and we dont really ask."
Cassandra is eating some venison she caught, cooking the meat over a fire
Kylar is grooming her divine dogs
Asher is gambling in a secluded den
Jason is carving a small wooden statuette
*little partial intro*
A wanted poster has been put up onto the notice board, a drawn mugshot of a harengon. Under the picture are large bold 'wanted' text, either dead or alive. The harengon is labeled as being charged with theft, breaking and entering, and the kidnapping of a child from the noble family from a city not too far from the town
*repost for anyone who missed it*
Raphael waves to them from a distance, regreeting them for the first time since they are back
Lazarus walks up to them, hands in the air nonthreateningly
Throden-Ihtros looks for the quest giver
One of the dogs almost tackles him, kylar following shortly behind, "You're ok!"
Jason doesn't run like he usually would have, but does hold rhe knife a bit more... stabbily
Cassandra is eating some venison she caught, cooking the meat over a fire
Kylar is grooming her divine dogs
Asher is gambling in a secluded den
Jason is carving a small wooden statuette
*little partial intro*
A wanted poster has been put up onto the notice board, a drawn mugshot of a harengon. Under the picture are large bold 'wanted' text, either dead or alive. The harengon is labeled as being charged with theft, breaking and entering, and the kidnapping of a child from the noble family from a city not too far from the town
*no one?*
*-^-*
Strings walks in and realizes she is in the wrong place.
Asher looks up with a grin, "Well hello there, care to join?" He asks, rolling some dice between his fingers
She blinks and looks around, taking in the place, before shaking her head. "I think i might be in the wrong area.."
"No area is the wrong area when fates in play" He says simply, ushering her further inside, "Course, this may just not be where you planned to end up." He says with a shrug
She looks confused and afeared. She sits down and blinks "Oh dear.."
"So, what's your game? Black jack, liars dice, poker, dragonchess-" He starts listing game options as some of the other folk at the table give her a curious look, though not any more malicious than the average person hoping to take your money fairly
"Oh, um... Dragonchess and dice games.." She said "I.. Have no money to bet however."
"You've got some nice eyes" He says, an extra voice mixing into his own for a moment, "Could always bet those." He says before pausing, "Hm, need to take my meds"
Her claws grip the table and bristles, her fur fluffing.
Asher pops a non-descript item into his mouth as one of the other gamblers readies a dice game. After a second he lets out a breath and smiles at Strings, "Apologies miss, he has a... thing. He doesn't talk about it, and we dont really ask."
Cassandra is eating some venison she caught, cooking the meat over a fire
Kylar is grooming her divine dogs
Asher is gambling in a secluded den
Jason is carving a small wooden statuette
*little partial intro*
A wanted poster has been put up onto the notice board, a drawn mugshot of a harengon. Under the picture are large bold 'wanted' text, either dead or alive. The harengon is labeled as being charged with theft, breaking and entering, and the kidnapping of a child from the noble family from a city not too far from the town
*repost for anyone who missed it*
Raphael waves to them from a distance, regreeting them for the first time since they are back
Lazarus walks up to them, hands in the air nonthreateningly
Throden-Ihtros looks for the quest giver
One of the dogs almost tackles him, kylar following shortly behind, "You're ok!"
Jason doesn't run like he usually would have, but does hold rhe knife a bit more... stabbily
(Quest giver?)
They chuckle slightly, giving the dog pets, Raphael whispers in the dog's ear (which is kinda a part of Raphael): "Pleasure to see myself again." Before standing up, dusting themselves off and answering Kylar. "Indeed. Outer Planars tend to be like that."
"You okay there, sport?"
*Whoever put up the sign*
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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
Leo is fixing Festus's chest cavity. His legs are the only thing visible.
Leon is tuning his guitar.
-and because i feel like it-
There is the sound of engines roaring. 6 Tie-Fighters fly just below the clouds. The locals of a small village hide in fear. There is then a different type of roar as 3 X-Wings punch through the clouds and start firing at the Tie-Fighters.
*just incase someone missed it*
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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.
Leo is fixing Festus's chest cavity. His legs are the only thing visible.
Leon is tuning his guitar.
-and because i feel like it-
There is the sound of engines roaring. 6 Tie-Fighters fly just below the clouds. The locals of a small village hide in fear. There is then a different type of roar as 3 X-Wings punch through the clouds and start firing at the Tie-Fighters.
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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.
Cassandra is eating some venison she caught, cooking the meat over a fire
Kylar is grooming her divine dogs
Asher is gambling in a secluded den
Jason is carving a small wooden statuette
*little partial intro*
A wanted poster has been put up onto the notice board, a drawn mugshot of a harengon. Under the picture are large bold 'wanted' text, either dead or alive. The harengon is labeled as being charged with theft, breaking and entering, and the kidnapping of a child from the noble family from a city not too far from the town
*no one?*
*-^-*
Strings walks in and realizes she is in the wrong place.
Asher looks up with a grin, "Well hello there, care to join?" He asks, rolling some dice between his fingers
She blinks and looks around, taking in the place, before shaking her head. "I think i might be in the wrong area.."
"No area is the wrong area when fates in play" He says simply, ushering her further inside, "Course, this may just not be where you planned to end up." He says with a shrug
She looks confused and afeared. She sits down and blinks "Oh dear.."
"So, what's your game? Black jack, liars dice, poker, dragonchess-" He starts listing game options as some of the other folk at the table give her a curious look, though not any more malicious than the average person hoping to take your money fairly
"Oh, um... Dragonchess and dice games.." She said "I.. Have no money to bet however."
"You've got some nice eyes" He says, an extra voice mixing into his own for a moment, "Could always bet those." He says before pausing, "Hm, need to take my meds"
Her claws grip the table and bristles, her fur fluffing.
Asher pops a non-descript item into his mouth as one of the other gamblers readies a dice game. After a second he lets out a breath and smiles at Strings, "Apologies miss, he has a... thing. He doesn't talk about it, and we dont really ask."
"No no... Its quite fine." She says quietly.
Asher comes back to the table after a moment, "Sorry, I'm more myself again." He coughs slightly before looking at the person setting up the dice game, "Thanks for set up."
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*Do any look like they will hit buildings?*
Raphael goes to see if any living pilots exist
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Nope*
None of the pilots are alive. The last Tie-Fighter is putting up a fight as the X-Wings fly after them
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Giocoso, sometimes called the Cellist. Do you have any titles? I know you don't have a name, but what should I call you?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Raphael telepathically asks the X-Wings and Tie-fighter to stop the fighting
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Asher pops a non-descript item into his mouth as one of the other gamblers readies a dice game. After a second he lets out a breath and smiles at Strings, "Apologies miss, he has a... thing. He doesn't talk about it, and we dont really ask."
One of the pilots is so startled that they almost crash, skimming the top of a house before pulling back up
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
One of the dogs almost tackles him, kylar following shortly behind, "You're ok!"
Jason doesn't run like he usually would have, but does hold rhe knife a bit more... stabbily
(Quest giver?)
It thinks for a moment before responding "They who sleep in the dirt." it says "I think that was a title.."
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 sighs, repeating their plea
*Persuasion: 17*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"No no... Its quite fine." She says quietly.
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
"Interesting. Anything you want to do now that you're free?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
They chuckle slightly, giving the dog pets, Raphael whispers in the dog's ear (which is kinda a part of Raphael): "Pleasure to see myself again." Before standing up, dusting themselves off and answering Kylar. "Indeed. Outer Planars tend to be like that."
"You okay there, sport?"
*Whoever put up the sign*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
They ignore him, something else is driving them. They finally blew up the last Tie-Fighter. They land on the outskirts of the village.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*just incase someone missed it*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Raphael looks for any surivors again.
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"I honestly have no idea.." It says and reverts back to a little boy with grey skin with a broken spine. he messed with the slips of his overalls.
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
No survivors except for the three X-Wing pilots. The pilots step out of their crafts and talk to one another.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(anyone want to rp?)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*Sure, heres who i got*
Theren is sharpening his sword.
Leo is fixing Festus's chest cavity. His legs are the only thing visible.
Leon is tuning his guitar.
-and because i feel like it-
There is the sound of engines roaring. 6 Tie-Fighters fly just below the clouds. The locals of a small village hide in fear. There is then a different type of roar as 3 X-Wings punch through the clouds and start firing at the Tie-Fighters.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Asher comes back to the table after a moment, "Sorry, I'm more myself again." He coughs slightly before looking at the person setting up the dice game, "Thanks for set up."