The door heaves open as a figure who stands almost as tall as the door enters. They wear thick plated armor made of black and gold metal, tiny runes of the the symbol for protection are in places hidden underneath of different plates. The helmet takes the shape of a normal helm but had more detail to depict two roaring lions on either side. The figure carries a large shield that is made of thick dark oak and black metal, in another hand is a iron handle with a clear crystal blade. The figures face underneath the helmet is shadowed from view, not even those with dark vision can see through it.
The figure is quiet and quick to move around, they seem to take note of everything in the room before walking back out the door and into the woods, they seem to mutter to themselves before they sit on a log and pull out another iron handled blade, this one doesn't seem to have a blade but a hole in the hilt for something.
Vivian, who is completely spaced out, accidently walks into them, bumping aganst their plated armor
The door heaves open as a figure who stands almost as tall as the door enters. They wear thick plated armor made of black and gold metal, tiny runes of the the symbol for protection are in places hidden underneath of different plates. The helmet takes the shape of a normal helm but had more detail to depict two roaring lions on either side. The figure carries a large shield that is made of thick dark oak and black metal, in another hand is a iron handle with a clear crystal blade. The figures face underneath the helmet is shadowed from view, not even those with dark vision can see through it.
The figure is quiet and quick to move around, they seem to take note of everything in the room before walking back out the door and into the woods, they seem to mutter to themselves before they sit on a log and pull out another iron handled blade, this one doesn't seem to have a blade but a hole in the hilt for something.
Vivian, who is completely spaced out, accidently walks into them, bumping aganst their plated armor
The door heaves open as a figure who stands almost as tall as the door enters. They wear thick plated armor made of black and gold metal, tiny runes of the the symbol for protection are in places hidden underneath of different plates. The helmet takes the shape of a normal helm but had more detail to depict two roaring lions on either side. The figure carries a large shield that is made of thick dark oak and black metal, in another hand is a iron handle with a clear crystal blade. The figures face underneath the helmet is shadowed from view, not even those with dark vision can see through it.
The figure is quiet and quick to move around, they seem to take note of everything in the room before walking back out the door and into the woods, they seem to mutter to themselves before they sit on a log and pull out another iron handled blade, this one doesn't seem to have a blade but a hole in the hilt for something.
*Aaand because it's fun, here's a time-warped Rusty.*
Noticing the figure simply entering, walking around, and leaving, Rusty looks up from his book and sets it down. He then stands up and moves to follow the knight outside, standing in the shade of a tree across from him.
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The door heaves open as a figure who stands almost as tall as the door enters. They wear thick plated armor made of black and gold metal, tiny runes of the the symbol for protection are in places hidden underneath of different plates. The helmet takes the shape of a normal helm but had more detail to depict two roaring lions on either side. The figure carries a large shield that is made of thick dark oak and black metal, in another hand is a iron handle with a clear crystal blade. The figures face underneath the helmet is shadowed from view, not even those with dark vision can see through it.
The figure is quiet and quick to move around, they seem to take note of everything in the room before walking back out the door and into the woods, they seem to mutter to themselves before they sit on a log and pull out another iron handled blade, this one doesn't seem to have a blade but a hole in the hilt for something.
Shade stares, and decides to follow them
The figure seems to snarl to himself before suddenly speaking back at himself in a soft tone.
"LEAVE ME ALONE YOU GOODY ANGEL-BOY"
"Now Archon, you know what would happen if i let you do what you wanted"
"AND WHAT WOULD THAT BE?!"
"You would kill everyone there if you had the chance"
"SHUT UP SHUT UP CATHETEL"
"No, you need to hear me-"
"I. WANT. QUIET."
"Angel boy?" She says, "I will kill you for that."
The door heaves open as a figure who stands almost as tall as the door enters. They wear thick plated armor made of black and gold metal, tiny runes of the the symbol for protection are in places hidden underneath of different plates. The helmet takes the shape of a normal helm but had more detail to depict two roaring lions on either side. The figure carries a large shield that is made of thick dark oak and black metal, in another hand is a iron handle with a clear crystal blade. The figures face underneath the helmet is shadowed from view, not even those with dark vision can see through it.
The figure is quiet and quick to move around, they seem to take note of everything in the room before walking back out the door and into the woods, they seem to mutter to themselves before they sit on a log and pull out another iron handled blade, this one doesn't seem to have a blade but a hole in the hilt for something.
Vivian, who is completely spaced out, accidently walks into them, bumping aganst their plated armor
The door heaves open as a figure who stands almost as tall as the door enters. They wear thick plated armor made of black and gold metal, tiny runes of the the symbol for protection are in places hidden underneath of different plates. The helmet takes the shape of a normal helm but had more detail to depict two roaring lions on either side. The figure carries a large shield that is made of thick dark oak and black metal, in another hand is a iron handle with a clear crystal blade. The figures face underneath the helmet is shadowed from view, not even those with dark vision can see through it.
The figure is quiet and quick to move around, they seem to take note of everything in the room before walking back out the door and into the woods, they seem to mutter to themselves before they sit on a log and pull out another iron handled blade, this one doesn't seem to have a blade but a hole in the hilt for something.
*Aaand because it's fun, here's a time-warped Rusty.*
Noticing the figure simply entering, walking around, and leaving, Rusty looks up from his book and sets it down. He then stands up and moves to follow the knight outside, standing in the shade of a tree across from him.
The figure seems to snarl to himself before suddenly speaking back at himself in a soft tone.
"LEAVE ME ALONE CATHETEL"
"Now Archon, you know what would happen if i let you do what you wanted"
"AND WHAT WOULD THAT BE?!"
"You would kill everyone there if you had the chance"
The door heaves open as a figure who stands almost as tall as the door enters. They wear thick plated armor made of black and gold metal, tiny runes of the the symbol for protection are in places hidden underneath of different plates. The helmet takes the shape of a normal helm but had more detail to depict two roaring lions on either side. The figure carries a large shield that is made of thick dark oak and black metal, in another hand is a iron handle with a clear crystal blade. The figures face underneath the helmet is shadowed from view, not even those with dark vision can see through it.
The figure is quiet and quick to move around, they seem to take note of everything in the room before walking back out the door and into the woods, they seem to mutter to themselves before they sit on a log and pull out another iron handled blade, this one doesn't seem to have a blade but a hole in the hilt for something.
Shade stares, and decides to follow them
The figure seems to snarl to himself before suddenly speaking back at himself in a soft tone.
"LEAVE ME ALONE YOU GOODY ANGEL-BOY"
"Now Archon, you know what would happen if i let you do what you wanted"
"AND WHAT WOULD THAT BE?!"
"You would kill everyone there if you had the chance"
"SHUT UP SHUT UP CATHETEL"
"No, you need to hear me-"
"I. WANT. QUIET."
"Angel boy?" She says, "I will kill you for that."
The knight seems to snap their head to the side and snarl "WAS'NT TALKING TO YOU"
The door heaves open as a figure who stands almost as tall as the door enters. They wear thick plated armor made of black and gold metal, tiny runes of the the symbol for protection are in places hidden underneath of different plates. The helmet takes the shape of a normal helm but had more detail to depict two roaring lions on either side. The figure carries a large shield that is made of thick dark oak and black metal, in another hand is a iron handle with a clear crystal blade. The figures face underneath the helmet is shadowed from view, not even those with dark vision can see through it.
The figure is quiet and quick to move around, they seem to take note of everything in the room before walking back out the door and into the woods, they seem to mutter to themselves before they sit on a log and pull out another iron handled blade, this one doesn't seem to have a blade but a hole in the hilt for something.
Vivian, who is completely spaced out, accidently walks into them, bumping aganst their plated armor
The helm snaps down as if to stare at them.
"Uh... hi?" Vivian says, staring up at them
The figure kneels down and produces and white daisy and hands it to her before moving her aside
Vivian, who is completely spaced out, accidently walks into them, bumping aganst their plated armor
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
The guy shoves them into his pockets like he's holstering them. Then he goes over to the bar and asks for a lemon and lime.
Chilling kinda vibe.
The helm snaps down as if to stare at them.
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
*Aaand because it's fun, here's a time-warped Rusty.*
Noticing the figure simply entering, walking around, and leaving, Rusty looks up from his book and sets it down. He then stands up and moves to follow the knight outside, standing in the shade of a tree across from him.
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"Angel boy?" She says, "I will kill you for that."
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*Oh gods. Nikoli, did you get edgy while I've been gone?*
Chilling kinda vibe.
"Uh... hi?" Vivian says, staring up at them
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
The black door upstairs opens again. The voices sing, and the smell of great food flows into the inn.
"Come wayward Souls,
That wander through the darkness,
There is a light for the lost and the meek.
Sorrow and fear,
Are easily forgotten,
When you submit to the call of the Hearth..."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I'm as sharp as a shadow blade formed from nightmares.*
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
The figure seems to snarl to himself before suddenly speaking back at himself in a soft tone.
"LEAVE ME ALONE CATHETEL"
"Now Archon, you know what would happen if i let you do what you wanted"
"AND WHAT WOULD THAT BE?!"
"You would kill everyone there if you had the chance"
"SHUT UP SHUT UP CATHETEL"
"No, you need to hear me-"
"I. WANT. QUIET."
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
Kinsley waves their hand and the smell lessens, "Or just don't, because you don't trust that."
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( u u)
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The knight seems to snap their head to the side and snarl "WAS'NT TALKING TO YOU"
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 guy sniffs and says, "Whoa, that smells amazing! Hey guys, where's that smell coming from?"
Chilling kinda vibe.
*brb, walking*
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
Shade squints, "Okay, well then. Rude. Who the hell do you think you are?"
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
*And I just introduced a weirdly chirpy man with finger guns. Oh no. We've stolen each other's mojo!*
Chilling kinda vibe.
Kinsley looks up from their phone, "Evil."
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
*Oh gods.*
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
The figure kneels down and produces and white daisy and hands it to her before moving her aside
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 deep growl is heard as Kinsley clears the air of the intoxicating aroma.
The sound of wind-up toys fills the air as the small tin constructs move into their places, leading a trail to the door.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels