A ship of sorts, it looks like a hammerhead brig by the looks of it, lands softly on the earthen soil. Steams hisses from the back as the landing legs hook to the ground, keeping the ship steady. It glints silver and blue in the afternoon sunlight. The hatch below it opens as a strange creature steps out. It looks like a Humanoid but very very different. It is tall, about 6'6, with pale grey skin that is complimented by white edges and light blue lines. It's arms are twice the length of its body and have three fingers on the end of each, with webbing between them. It's hair, long and silver, is tied back in a bun. It's eyes are large and wide, a night blue color with a slit pupil. It's finned ears flick about, as if sensing something. It steps outside and smiles with an unnaturally large mouth. Five more step out as well, each a different color. Red, orange, yellow, green, and purple. Alongside them is an armies worth of tiny, can-shaped robots with a single eye. The blue one mutters something in its natural language to the robots and suddenly they are off. Trees begin to fall, boulders are chipped down, the land begins to become flat as the sides of a coin. Slowly, a factory of sorts is built up while a mineshaft is built downwards. The red creature, a snarl on its face, and the green one, wearing similarly colored goggles, take a good number of the robots down the shaft while the rest make their way into the factory, smog already filling the sky.
A ship of sorts, it looks like a hammerhead brig by the looks of it, lands softly on the earthen soil. Steams hisses from the back as the landing legs hook to the ground, keeping the ship steady. It glints silver and blue in the afternoon sunlight. The hatch below it opens as a strange creature steps out. It looks like a Humanoid but very very different. It is tall, about 6'6, with pale grey skin that is complimented by white edges and light blue lines. It's arms are twice the length of its body and have three fingers on the end of each, with webbing between them. It's hair, long and silver, is tied back in a bun. It's eyes are large and wide, a night blue color with a slit pupil. It's finned ears flick about, as if sensing something. It steps outside and smiles with an unnaturally large mouth. Five more step out as well, each a different color. Red, orange, yellow, green, and purple. Alongside them is an armies worth of tiny, can-shaped robots with a single eye. The blue one mutters something in its natural language to the robots and suddenly they are off. Trees begin to fall, boulders are chipped down, the land begins to become flat as the sides of a coin. Slowly, a factory of sorts is built up while a mineshaft is built downwards. The red creature, a snarl on its face, and the green one, wearing similarly colored goggles, take a good number of the robots down the shaft while the rest make their way into the factory, smog already filling the sky.
Nainai walks cautiously toward the area, her tap shoes equipped. “I knew it,” she mutters.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
A ship of sorts, it looks like a hammerhead brig by the looks of it, lands softly on the earthen soil. Steams hisses from the back as the landing legs hook to the ground, keeping the ship steady. It glints silver and blue in the afternoon sunlight. The hatch below it opens as a strange creature steps out. It looks like a Humanoid but very very different. It is tall, about 6'6, with pale grey skin that is complimented by white edges and light blue lines. It's arms are twice the length of its body and have three fingers on the end of each, with webbing between them. It's hair, long and silver, is tied back in a bun. It's eyes are large and wide, a night blue color with a slit pupil. It's finned ears flick about, as if sensing something. It steps outside and smiles with an unnaturally large mouth. Five more step out as well, each a different color. Red, orange, yellow, green, and purple. Alongside them is an armies worth of tiny, can-shaped robots with a single eye. The blue one mutters something in its natural language to the robots and suddenly they are off. Trees begin to fall, boulders are chipped down, the land begins to become flat as the sides of a coin. Slowly, a factory of sorts is built up while a mineshaft is built downwards. The red creature, a snarl on its face, and the green one, wearing similarly colored goggles, take a good number of the robots down the shaft while the rest make their way into the factory, smog already filling the sky.
Nainai walks cautiously toward the area, her tap shoes equipped. “I knew it,” she mutters.
The blue one looks over and gives a dazzling smile "Hello dear. Don't mind us. We simply need a new place to set up shop." He bows "My name is Cyan."
A ship of sorts, it looks like a hammerhead brig by the looks of it, lands softly on the earthen soil. Steams hisses from the back as the landing legs hook to the ground, keeping the ship steady. It glints silver and blue in the afternoon sunlight. The hatch below it opens as a strange creature steps out. It looks like a Humanoid but very very different. It is tall, about 6'6, with pale grey skin that is complimented by white edges and light blue lines. It's arms are twice the length of its body and have three fingers on the end of each, with webbing between them. It's hair, long and silver, is tied back in a bun. It's eyes are large and wide, a night blue color with a slit pupil. It's finned ears flick about, as if sensing something. It steps outside and smiles with an unnaturally large mouth. Five more step out as well, each a different color. Red, orange, yellow, green, and purple. Alongside them is an armies worth of tiny, can-shaped robots with a single eye. The blue one mutters something in its natural language to the robots and suddenly they are off. Trees begin to fall, boulders are chipped down, the land begins to become flat as the sides of a coin. Slowly, a factory of sorts is built up while a mineshaft is built downwards. The red creature, a snarl on its face, and the green one, wearing similarly colored goggles, take a good number of the robots down the shaft while the rest make their way into the factory, smog already filling the sky.
Rory looks up at the sky a bit, "Hm. Didn't expect it to be cloudy."
Zenix watches the factory be built, considering heading iver to check it out
Jack, who was nearby the factory already, takes off his scarf, wrapping g it around the elf girl on his back, "Breath through that for now."
A ship of sorts, it looks like a hammerhead brig by the looks of it, lands softly on the earthen soil. Steams hisses from the back as the landing legs hook to the ground, keeping the ship steady. It glints silver and blue in the afternoon sunlight. The hatch below it opens as a strange creature steps out. It looks like a Humanoid but very very different. It is tall, about 6'6, with pale grey skin that is complimented by white edges and light blue lines. It's arms are twice the length of its body and have three fingers on the end of each, with webbing between them. It's hair, long and silver, is tied back in a bun. It's eyes are large and wide, a night blue color with a slit pupil. It's finned ears flick about, as if sensing something. It steps outside and smiles with an unnaturally large mouth. Five more step out as well, each a different color. Red, orange, yellow, green, and purple. Alongside them is an armies worth of tiny, can-shaped robots with a single eye. The blue one mutters something in its natural language to the robots and suddenly they are off. Trees begin to fall, boulders are chipped down, the land begins to become flat as the sides of a coin. Slowly, a factory of sorts is built up while a mineshaft is built downwards. The red creature, a snarl on its face, and the green one, wearing similarly colored goggles, take a good number of the robots down the shaft while the rest make their way into the factory, smog already filling the sky.
Rory looks up at the sky a bit, "Hm. Didn't expect it to be cloudy."
Zenix watches the factory be built, considering heading iver to check it out
Jack, who was nearby the factory already, takes off his scarf, wrapping g it around the elf girl on his back, "Breath through that for now."
The blue one turns to Jack, smiling a dazzling smile. "Hello there dear. Don't mind us. We had to set up shop someplace new and this place is full of rich metal deposits." He bows "My name is Cyan, truly a pleasure.'
A ship of sorts, it looks like a hammerhead brig by the looks of it, lands softly on the earthen soil. Steams hisses from the back as the landing legs hook to the ground, keeping the ship steady. It glints silver and blue in the afternoon sunlight. The hatch below it opens as a strange creature steps out. It looks like a Humanoid but very very different. It is tall, about 6'6, with pale grey skin that is complimented by white edges and light blue lines. It's arms are twice the length of its body and have three fingers on the end of each, with webbing between them. It's hair, long and silver, is tied back in a bun. It's eyes are large and wide, a night blue color with a slit pupil. It's finned ears flick about, as if sensing something. It steps outside and smiles with an unnaturally large mouth. Five more step out as well, each a different color. Red, orange, yellow, green, and purple. Alongside them is an armies worth of tiny, can-shaped robots with a single eye. The blue one mutters something in its natural language to the robots and suddenly they are off. Trees begin to fall, boulders are chipped down, the land begins to become flat as the sides of a coin. Slowly, a factory of sorts is built up while a mineshaft is built downwards. The red creature, a snarl on its face, and the green one, wearing similarly colored goggles, take a good number of the robots down the shaft while the rest make their way into the factory, smog already filling the sky.
Rory looks up at the sky a bit, "Hm. Didn't expect it to be cloudy."
Zenix watches the factory be built, considering heading iver to check it out
Jack, who was nearby the factory already, takes off his scarf, wrapping g it around the elf girl on his back, "Breath through that for now."
The blue one turns to Jack, smiling a dazzling smile. "Hello there dear. Don't mind us. We had to set up shop someplace new and this place is full of rich metal deposits." He bows "My name is Cyan, truly a pleasure.'
"Is there a way to deal with smog?" He asks, the girl coughing a little, "I can handle it, but there are creatures with weaker lungs here."
A ship of sorts, it looks like a hammerhead brig by the looks of it, lands softly on the earthen soil. Steams hisses from the back as the landing legs hook to the ground, keeping the ship steady. It glints silver and blue in the afternoon sunlight. The hatch below it opens as a strange creature steps out. It looks like a Humanoid but very very different. It is tall, about 6'6, with pale grey skin that is complimented by white edges and light blue lines. It's arms are twice the length of its body and have three fingers on the end of each, with webbing between them. It's hair, long and silver, is tied back in a bun. It's eyes are large and wide, a night blue color with a slit pupil. It's finned ears flick about, as if sensing something. It steps outside and smiles with an unnaturally large mouth. Five more step out as well, each a different color. Red, orange, yellow, green, and purple. Alongside them is an armies worth of tiny, can-shaped robots with a single eye. The blue one mutters something in its natural language to the robots and suddenly they are off. Trees begin to fall, boulders are chipped down, the land begins to become flat as the sides of a coin. Slowly, a factory of sorts is built up while a mineshaft is built downwards. The red creature, a snarl on its face, and the green one, wearing similarly colored goggles, take a good number of the robots down the shaft while the rest make their way into the factory, smog already filling the sky.
Nainai walks cautiously toward the area, her tap shoes equipped. “I knew it,” she mutters.
The blue one looks over and gives a dazzling smile "Hello dear. Don't mind us. We simply need a new place to set up shop." He bows "My name is Cyan."
“SO I WAS RIGHT! THERE ARE EXTRAPLANAR FORCES ATTEMPTING TO CONQUER THE WORLD BY TAKING OVER THE GOVERNMENT!” Nai casts invisibility and hides behind a tree.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
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*Oh yes*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*How is it going, Wendigo?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*not again*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Yossele writes stuff in their journal
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Kylar offers a small smile and wave
Prayer is a masked figure wearing what looks like a metal chestplate and a hooded cloak.
"What the-" He looks out the window
*oki, stay safe!*
"How are you doing, Kylar?"
Greg waves to them, also walking through town. "Who might you be?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"I'm ok, just practicing like usual. Helping out folks where I can" she smiles
Prayer tilts their head to a side, "I am referred to as prayer."
"Great to hear." Rapahel says, smiling. "And your powers?"
They make a mental note of it. "Pleasure to meet you, good sir. You like trinkets as we,, I take it?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
“Don’t worry, everything’s under control!!” Thirteen shouts, as a flaming skeleton runs away from the tavern.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
A ship of sorts, it looks like a hammerhead brig by the looks of it, lands softly on the earthen soil. Steams hisses from the back as the landing legs hook to the ground, keeping the ship steady. It glints silver and blue in the afternoon sunlight. The hatch below it opens as a strange creature steps out.
It looks like a Humanoid but very very different. It is tall, about 6'6, with pale grey skin that is complimented by white edges and light blue lines. It's arms are twice the length of its body and have three fingers on the end of each, with webbing between them. It's hair, long and silver, is tied back in a bun. It's eyes are large and wide, a night blue color with a slit pupil. It's finned ears flick about, as if sensing something.
It steps outside and smiles with an unnaturally large mouth. Five more step out as well, each a different color. Red, orange, yellow, green, and purple. Alongside them is an armies worth of tiny, can-shaped robots with a single eye.
The blue one mutters something in its natural language to the robots and suddenly they are off. Trees begin to fall, boulders are chipped down, the land begins to become flat as the sides of a coin. Slowly, a factory of sorts is built up while a mineshaft is built downwards.
The red creature, a snarl on its face, and the green one, wearing similarly colored goggles, take a good number of the robots down the shaft while the rest make their way into the factory, smog already filling the sky.
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
Nainai walks cautiously toward the area, her tap shoes equipped. “I knew it,” she mutters.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"I found a new shikigami!" She grins
They nod, "They are like small stories."
"Uh.... alright then." He steps away from the window
The blue one looks over and gives a dazzling smile "Hello dear. Don't mind us. We simply need a new place to set up shop." He bows "My name is Cyan."
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
Rory looks up at the sky a bit, "Hm. Didn't expect it to be cloudy."
Zenix watches the factory be built, considering heading iver to check it out
Jack, who was nearby the factory already, takes off his scarf, wrapping g it around the elf girl on his back, "Breath through that for now."
The blue one turns to Jack, smiling a dazzling smile. "Hello there dear. Don't mind us. We had to set up shop someplace new and this place is full of rich metal deposits." He bows "My name is Cyan, truly a pleasure.'
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
"Is there a way to deal with smog?" He asks, the girl coughing a little, "I can handle it, but there are creatures with weaker lungs here."
“SO I WAS RIGHT! THERE ARE EXTRAPLANAR FORCES ATTEMPTING TO CONQUER THE WORLD BY TAKING OVER THE GOVERNMENT!” Nai casts invisibility and hides behind a tree.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.