Phoenix is sitting in the woods, looking over a map.
Hearth is trying to take a nap
They come accross a stump littered with carved figurines
Phoenix shifts his grip on his rifle and crouches down next to them
They are of numerous animals; bears, ducks, falcons, etc. All of them seemed to be made of wood by an exspert carver
He picks up the one of a falcon. "Weird...good craftsmanship though."
Upon inspection of each, every one of them has the mark of a bird on its base. Phoneix hears a voice from behind: "Thank you, I try my best." Lazarus says
Phoenix turns around and with a click, points the gun at them
Lazarus is unfazed. The Vampire go to collect their figurines
Phoenix watches them carefully.
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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.
He sighs. “Just keep your eyes open for creatures wearing masks and chains with a profane aura. And avoid well-dressed British seraphim at all costs.”
”Wait, what powers? The gods? The government? GOOGLE?!”
They nod. "Got it. How do you know so much about these creatures?"
"Sadly can't say. Jobah might get annoyed."
“I have a… history with some of them…”
”Jobah?? WHO’S JOBAH?!?!”
"I see. Most saddened to hear that."
"Can't tell you. They probably won't enjoy it."
“It was too long ago to be bothered about anymore. I just need to prevent them from slaking their thirsts in innocent worlds.”
”ARE THEY LISTENING RIGHT NOW???”
"Naturally. So many Elder Eldtrich Evils plague this world."
They nod somberly
“You seem like a knowledgeable person in these fields. And your name…” Thirteen squints at Raphael. “An archangel of healing and medicine mentioned in the Book of Tobit. I’d wager you are more than a mere mortal.”
Nai convulses violently and pulls her hood up, wringing her tail and muttering “I knew it” over and over again.
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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.
“You seem like a knowledgeable person in these fields. And your name…” Thirteen squints at Raphael. “An archangel of healing and medicine mentioned in the Book of Tobit. I’d wager you are more than a mere mortal.”
Nai convulses violently and pulls her hood up, wringing her tail and muttering “I knew it” over and over again.
They nod before pausing to think on the connection. They shrug. "Maybe, but each person is more than a 'mere mortal'. Take you, you can alter reality via magic. Now that is more than simply someone who can die."
"You alright?" Meroving asks, tentatively putting a hand on their back
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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
*BYE!*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
(vibes in and out of existence)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
Phoenix watches them carefully.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“You seem like a knowledgeable person in these fields. And your name…” Thirteen squints at Raphael. “An archangel of healing and medicine mentioned in the Book of Tobit. I’d wager you are more than a mere mortal.”
Nai convulses violently and pulls her hood up, wringing her tail and muttering “I knew it” over and over 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.
*ta*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"You alright?" The undead says, counting them
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Fine."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*yep, that'll help*
Bonnie jolts awake, squirming in pain as the air hums
(Con save with advantage pls)
They nod before pausing to think on the connection. They shrug. "Maybe, but each person is more than a 'mere mortal'. Take you, you can alter reality via magic. Now that is more than simply someone who can die."
"You alright?" Meroving asks, tentatively putting a hand on their back
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
CON: 30
"Kid its ok, calm down!"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Sytosc is eating a shrimp po' boy on the roof of the tavern.
*I came to the unfortunate conclusion that Sytosc is brutally overpowered due to his lore.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*byyyyyeeeee, stay safe and don't doo too many crimes!*
*[hugssss]*
(does anyone want to rp?)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
"May I have the falcon?" They ask. "Unless you would like to buy it."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
After a few more minutes, they give a blessing of good fortune to all attending and everyone starts to move about
*Sure! What is gravedigger doing?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Yeah, same with Meroving*
Lazarus is whittling up there. "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
(It talks about different types of undead, how they work. I've never seen some of these before, mostly skeletons and zombies.)
"Yeah, I'm ok." He nods
Rory gives a smile to the audience and wishes them a good day
He tosses them the bird.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(taking a hike in the woods while making sketches of the wildlife)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin