"No, not really. Makes a good story, though, correct? I became a sort of boogeyman down here. You see, purgatorians cannot die. My methods of self-defense are terrifyingly effective at disabling opponents' limbs, leaving them liable to be attacked by native creatures or picked up by angels or fiends. My size and strength, combined with my sugary armor and bee filling, make me a very difficult opponent to face down for most."
*I know this might be boring, but I'm changing his weapon to an executioner's sword to be more accurate to the type of executioner he was.*
*No no! I like it!*
"It does make for a good campfire tale." He chuckles, nodding "many a pup would get terrified but that."
"Do you get hurt? Sugar, from my experience, breaks easily?"
He grabs his shoulder pauldron and shatters it in his fist. Honey then flows out from under his coat and reforms into another crystal pauldron. "It takes some effort, but I can repair my armor with minimal issues. I do get hurt often, but my body is filled with bees, which makes hurting me a very foolish move."
"Do you feel sad if your bee's are hurt?" He asks, tilting his head.
He grabs his shoulder pauldron and shatters it in his fist. Honey then flows out from under his coat and reforms into another crystal pauldron. "It takes some effort, but I can repair my armor with minimal issues. I do get hurt often, but my body is filled with bees, which makes hurting me a very foolish move."
"Do you feel sad if your bee's are hurt?" He asks, tilting his head.
"A little. But they regenerate quickly, so I don't need to be sad for long."
He grabs his shoulder pauldron and shatters it in his fist. Honey then flows out from under his coat and reforms into another crystal pauldron. "It takes some effort, but I can repair my armor with minimal issues. I do get hurt often, but my body is filled with bees, which makes hurting me a very foolish move."
"Do you feel sad if your bee's are hurt?" He asks, tilting his head.
"A little. But they regenerate quickly, so I don't need to be sad for long."
He wags his tail and produces a coin. It seems to be there, in the material realm, but also there in the realm of the dead. "I wanted to ask this but would you like to be friends. I thought friendship was a bit like courting but I don't like courting, so why not ask out right! I have this coin, a friend gave it to me. It is a spirit coin, it holds a bit of my spirit."
*If he takes it, he doesn't need to attune. It allows for him to know where Aonghus is at any given time so long as he is in the realm of the dead or in the material realm.*
"A little. But they regenerate quickly, so I don't need to be sad for long."
He wags his tail and produces a coin. It seems to be there, in the material realm, but also there in the realm of the dead. "I wanted to ask this but would you like to be friends. I thought friendship was a bit like courting but I don't like courting, so why not ask out right! I have this coin, a friend gave it to me. It is a spirit coin, it holds a bit of my spirit."
*If he takes it, he doesn't need to attune. It allows for him to know where Aonghus is at any given time so long as he is in the realm of the dead or in the material realm.*
The giant purgatorian reaches out and picks it up, examining it. "How incredibly valuable this must be. I will cherish it so long as... well, I'm already dead, so I guess I'll just cherish it forever."
"A little. But they regenerate quickly, so I don't need to be sad for long."
He wags his tail and produces a coin. It seems to be there, in the material realm, but also there in the realm of the dead. "I wanted to ask this but would you like to be friends. I thought friendship was a bit like courting but I don't like courting, so why not ask out right! I have this coin, a friend gave it to me. It is a spirit coin, it holds a bit of my spirit."
*If he takes it, he doesn't need to attune. It allows for him to know where Aonghus is at any given time so long as he is in the realm of the dead or in the material realm.*
The giant purgatorian reaches out and picks it up, examining it. "How incredibly valuable this must be. I will cherish it so long as... well, I'm already dead, so I guess I'll just cherish it forever."
Aonghus jumps up and down like an excited child. "Hooray! I did good!"
"His name is Fischer! He is not here but also here. He seems like he would know how to deal with a multi-dimensional entity!" He barks, grinning.
“interesting… what do you mean he is here but also not? Is he a ghost?”
"Sorta! He's got a lot of bee's in him." He explains "it's kinda like a ghost but not really."
“I’m sorry, bees?”
*do you think I should write a lords rest in archive entry for the Prince?*
*That'd be cool!*
"Yep! He keeps bee's inside him!"
“Are they his organs? Are they alive?”
"From what I have heard, they are!" He grins "He is really nice!"
“Interesting. How do you know that they can help?”
*also yay we’re assembling a team comprised of a very happy and excited shifter, a dead guy filled with bees, and the eldritch prince of a dead nation. Fun!*
"His name is Fischer! He is not here but also here. He seems like he would know how to deal with a multi-dimensional entity!" He barks, grinning.
“interesting… what do you mean he is here but also not? Is he a ghost?”
"Sorta! He's got a lot of bee's in him." He explains "it's kinda like a ghost but not really."
“I’m sorry, bees?”
*do you think I should write a lords rest in archive entry for the Prince?*
*That'd be cool!*
"Yep! He keeps bee's inside him!"
“Are they his organs? Are they alive?”
"From what I have heard, they are!" He grins "He is really nice!"
“Interesting. How do you know that they can help?”
*also yay we’re assembling a team comprised of a very happy and excited shifter, a dead guy filled with bees, and the eldritch prince of a dead nation. Fun!*
"I don't know. He seems like he could destroy anything. Though, he did say he doesn't fight anymore..."
"A little. But they regenerate quickly, so I don't need to be sad for long."
He wags his tail and produces a coin. It seems to be there, in the material realm, but also there in the realm of the dead. "I wanted to ask this but would you like to be friends. I thought friendship was a bit like courting but I don't like courting, so why not ask out right! I have this coin, a friend gave it to me. It is a spirit coin, it holds a bit of my spirit."
*If he takes it, he doesn't need to attune. It allows for him to know where Aonghus is at any given time so long as he is in the realm of the dead or in the material realm.*
The giant purgatorian reaches out and picks it up, examining it. "How incredibly valuable this must be. I will cherish it so long as... well, I'm already dead, so I guess I'll just cherish it forever."
Aonghus jumps up and down like an excited child. "Hooray! I did good!"
Fischer pushes his hand into his own torso, and his hand comes out dripping in honey but without the coin. "Now it cannot be parted from me unless I will it."
"His name is Fischer! He is not here but also here. He seems like he would know how to deal with a multi-dimensional entity!" He barks, grinning.
“interesting… what do you mean he is here but also not? Is he a ghost?”
"Sorta! He's got a lot of bee's in him." He explains "it's kinda like a ghost but not really."
“I’m sorry, bees?”
*do you think I should write a lords rest in archive entry for the Prince?*
*That'd be cool!*
"Yep! He keeps bee's inside him!"
“Are they his organs? Are they alive?”
"From what I have heard, they are!" He grins "He is really nice!"
“Interesting. How do you know that they can help?”
*also yay we’re assembling a team comprised of a very happy and excited shifter, a dead guy filled with bees, and the eldritch prince of a dead nation. Fun!*
"I don't know. He seems like he could destroy anything. Though, he did say he doesn't fight anymore..."
"A little. But they regenerate quickly, so I don't need to be sad for long."
He wags his tail and produces a coin. It seems to be there, in the material realm, but also there in the realm of the dead. "I wanted to ask this but would you like to be friends. I thought friendship was a bit like courting but I don't like courting, so why not ask out right! I have this coin, a friend gave it to me. It is a spirit coin, it holds a bit of my spirit."
*If he takes it, he doesn't need to attune. It allows for him to know where Aonghus is at any given time so long as he is in the realm of the dead or in the material realm.*
The giant purgatorian reaches out and picks it up, examining it. "How incredibly valuable this must be. I will cherish it so long as... well, I'm already dead, so I guess I'll just cherish it forever."
Aonghus jumps up and down like an excited child. "Hooray! I did good!"
Fischer pushes his hand into his own torso, and his hand comes out dripping in honey but without the coin. "Now it cannot be parted from me unless I will it."
He is wagging again so hard his lower half can't stay still. "Thank you!"
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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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"Do you feel sad if your bee's are hurt?" He asks, 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
*My primary character is literally in purgatory, but he can become visible and audible to those near death.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*for Wendigo*
the Prince follows them,
”who?”
"A little. But they regenerate quickly, so I don't need to be sad for long."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"His name is Fischer! He is not here but also here. He seems like he would know how to deal with a multi-dimensional entity!" He barks, grinning.
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… what do you mean he is here but also not? Is he a ghost?”
He wags his tail and produces a coin. It seems to be there, in the material realm, but also there in the realm of the dead. "I wanted to ask this but would you like to be friends. I thought friendship was a bit like courting but I don't like courting, so why not ask out right! I have this coin, a friend gave it to me. It is a spirit coin, it holds a bit of my spirit."
*If he takes it, he doesn't need to attune. It allows for him to know where Aonghus is at any given time so long as he is in the realm of the dead or in the material realm.*
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
"Sorta! He's got a lot of bee's in him." He explains "it's kinda like a ghost but not really."
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
“I’m sorry, bees?”
*do you think I should write a lords rest in archive entry for the Prince?*
The giant purgatorian reaches out and picks it up, examining it. "How incredibly valuable this must be. I will cherish it so long as... well, I'm already dead, so I guess I'll just cherish it forever."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*That'd be cool!*
"Yep! He keeps bee's inside him!"
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
Aonghus jumps up and down like an excited child. "Hooray! I did good!"
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
“Are they his organs? Are they alive?”
"From what I have heard, they are!" He grins "He is really nice!"
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. How do you know that they can help?”
*also yay we’re assembling a team comprised of a very happy and excited shifter, a dead guy filled with bees, and the eldritch prince of a dead nation. Fun!*
"I don't know. He seems like he could destroy anything. Though, he did say he doesn't fight anymore..."
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
Fischer pushes his hand into his own torso, and his hand comes out dripping in honey but without the coin. "Now it cannot be parted from me unless I will it."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Possibly he could help… where is he?”
*Anyone on here?*
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
He is wagging again so hard his lower half can't stay still. "Thank 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