*Ya know what. Im bringing in someone special because i love her so much*
The woods are loosing their leaves, the green is now gone, turning to brown and withered deadness. The silence is almost to quiet, like its unbearable to some. A horse treads through the woods, its hoof-steps seem to brush the dead foliage to the side like a gentle breeze. A man leads the horse, an elf with silver hair that is tied back in tight ponytail. He wears a mask made of ceramic and twisting green vines.
On the horse's back is a maiden. She has delicate gentle features that are complimented by fair skin, soft auburn hair tied back in a low-ponytail, and doe-like green eyes. She wears a dress made of brown bark that has somehow been turned into soft fabric, bracelets made of dried brambles that grow with small white flowers are on her wrists. She wears a veil over her eyes, its like its made of mist. She carries a oak branch with golden, orange, and red leaves like those of a flame.
*Awesome description man. Kudos, mah sweet Lawrence.*
The wind carries a letter to the maiden. It smells sweet, like fine food.
"Lady Yuri!" The man exclaims "I would not open it if i were you!"
*Ya know what. Im bringing in someone special because i love her so much*
The woods are loosing their leaves, the green is now gone, turning to brown and withered deadness. The silence is almost to quiet, like its unbearable to some. A horse treads through the woods, its hoof-steps seem to brush the dead foliage to the side like a gentle breeze. A man leads the horse, an elf with silver hair that is tied back in tight ponytail. He wears a mask made of ceramic and twisting green vines.
On the horse's back is a maiden. She has delicate gentle features that are complimented by fair skin, soft auburn hair tied back in a low-ponytail, and doe-like green eyes. She wears a dress made of brown bark that has somehow been turned into soft fabric, bracelets made of dried brambles that grow with small white flowers are on her wrists. She wears a veil over her eyes, its like its made of mist. She carries a oak branch with golden, orange, and red leaves like those of a flame.
*Is this one of your pre-existing characters or someone new?*
*Ya know what. Im bringing in someone special because i love her so much*
The woods are loosing their leaves, the green is now gone, turning to brown and withered deadness. The silence is almost to quiet, like its unbearable to some. A horse treads through the woods, its hoof-steps seem to brush the dead foliage to the side like a gentle breeze. A man leads the horse, an elf with silver hair that is tied back in tight ponytail. He wears a mask made of ceramic and twisting green vines.
On the horse's back is a maiden. She has delicate gentle features that are complimented by fair skin, soft auburn hair tied back in a low-ponytail, and doe-like green eyes. She wears a dress made of brown bark that has somehow been turned into soft fabric, bracelets made of dried brambles that grow with small white flowers are on her wrists. She wears a veil over her eyes, its like its made of mist. She carries a oak branch with golden, orange, and red leaves like those of a flame.
Kinsley peers out at the presumably rich lady, then rushes back into the tavern
Everyone inside sees them shout gibberish into a back room, to which comes with the response moments later of two cloaked figures scrambling out, colliding, stumbling, and clambering into the rafters.
*Imma have vivian mess with archon/cathetel and imma have jason check on kelipso.*
*What are they doing?*
With Archon full in control, they are outside, slicing tree's as if they were as brittle as crackers.
Kelipso is outside, he is growing what looks like a purple flowering plant.
Vivian walks over to them quietly, though to them it seems more like she just appeared a couple feet away, "Whatcha doing?"
Jason walks over and sits down next to him, "Morning."
"Training" Archon said gruffly.
"Morning" Kelipso said and grinned a bit
"Why are you attacking the trees?" She asks, watching him. She still has the daisy that they gave her in her hair, along with a small assortment of other flowers
"So, hows my favorite snack?" He asks jokingly, "I mean tiefling,"
"Because im training" He said again.
Kelipso sticks out his tongue at him "I have a name you know"
"Why?" She asks once again, stepping closer to watch
"Yes yes, i know." He grins
He spun around and pointed the tip of the sword at her forehead, not hurt her, just trying to stop her. "Stay. right. there." he grumbled.
"Then use it murder boy"
She freezes up, shivering a bit given the sword barely an inch from her head, "O-ok." She replys
"Ok juice box." He says, "Whatcha growing Kelipso?"
He lowers the sword and huffs "Why do you ask such questions."
"Plant you leech" Kelipso taunts back
"Because i'm curious," She says, still a bit startled
"I'll bite ya, blood bag" He teases, "What sorta plant?"
"Mn" he grumbles a bit again.
Kelipso smacks his knee "dont know"
"Um... are you mad?" She asks quietly
Jason laughs, "Well i guess thats not a bad thing"
*Ya know what. Im bringing in someone special because i love her so much*
The woods are loosing their leaves, the green is now gone, turning to brown and withered deadness. The silence is almost to quiet, like its unbearable to some. A horse treads through the woods, its hoof-steps seem to brush the dead foliage to the side like a gentle breeze. A man leads the horse, an elf with silver hair that is tied back in tight ponytail. He wears a mask made of ceramic and twisting green vines.
On the horse's back is a maiden. She has delicate gentle features that are complimented by fair skin, soft auburn hair tied back in a low-ponytail, and doe-like green eyes. She wears a dress made of brown bark that has somehow been turned into soft fabric, bracelets made of dried brambles that grow with small white flowers are on her wrists. She wears a veil over her eyes, its like its made of mist. She carries a oak branch with golden, orange, and red leaves like those of a flame.
*Is this one of your pre-existing characters or someone new?*
*Yuri*
*Yay!*
A certain group of ravens watches her from the trees
*Ya know what. Im bringing in someone special because i love her so much*
The woods are loosing their leaves, the green is now gone, turning to brown and withered deadness. The silence is almost to quiet, like its unbearable to some. A horse treads through the woods, its hoof-steps seem to brush the dead foliage to the side like a gentle breeze. A man leads the horse, an elf with silver hair that is tied back in tight ponytail. He wears a mask made of ceramic and twisting green vines.
On the horse's back is a maiden. She has delicate gentle features that are complimented by fair skin, soft auburn hair tied back in a low-ponytail, and doe-like green eyes. She wears a dress made of brown bark that has somehow been turned into soft fabric, bracelets made of dried brambles that grow with small white flowers are on her wrists. She wears a veil over her eyes, its like its made of mist. She carries a oak branch with golden, orange, and red leaves like those of a flame.
Kinsley peers out at the presumably rich lady, then rushes back into the tavern
Everyone inside sees them shout gibberish into a back room, to which comes with the response moments later of two cloaked figures scrambling out, colliding, stumbling, and clambering into the rafters.
Kinsley resumes their normal position at the bar.
The horse stops and the woman is helped off by the masked man. She chuckles and walks inside.
*Imma have vivian mess with archon/cathetel and imma have jason check on kelipso.*
*What are they doing?*
With Archon full in control, they are outside, slicing tree's as if they were as brittle as crackers.
Kelipso is outside, he is growing what looks like a purple flowering plant.
Vivian walks over to them quietly, though to them it seems more like she just appeared a couple feet away, "Whatcha doing?"
Jason walks over and sits down next to him, "Morning."
"Training" Archon said gruffly.
"Morning" Kelipso said and grinned a bit
"Why are you attacking the trees?" She asks, watching him. She still has the daisy that they gave her in her hair, along with a small assortment of other flowers
"So, hows my favorite snack?" He asks jokingly, "I mean tiefling,"
"Because im training" He said again.
Kelipso sticks out his tongue at him "I have a name you know"
"Why?" She asks once again, stepping closer to watch
"Yes yes, i know." He grins
He spun around and pointed the tip of the sword at her forehead, not hurt her, just trying to stop her. "Stay. right. there." he grumbled.
"Then use it murder boy"
She freezes up, shivering a bit given the sword barely an inch from her head, "O-ok." She replys
"Ok juice box." He says, "Whatcha growing Kelipso?"
He lowers the sword and huffs "Why do you ask such questions."
"Plant you leech" Kelipso taunts back
"Because i'm curious," She says, still a bit startled
"I'll bite ya, blood bag" He teases, "What sorta plant?"
"Mn" he grumbles a bit again.
Kelipso smacks his knee "dont know"
"Um... are you mad?" She asks quietly
Jason laughs, "Well i guess thats not a bad thing"
"Im always mad" he said.
"Gonna see what helps it grow and see what it does" he sid
*Ya know what. Im bringing in someone special because i love her so much*
The woods are loosing their leaves, the green is now gone, turning to brown and withered deadness. The silence is almost to quiet, like its unbearable to some. A horse treads through the woods, its hoof-steps seem to brush the dead foliage to the side like a gentle breeze. A man leads the horse, an elf with silver hair that is tied back in tight ponytail. He wears a mask made of ceramic and twisting green vines.
On the horse's back is a maiden. She has delicate gentle features that are complimented by fair skin, soft auburn hair tied back in a low-ponytail, and doe-like green eyes. She wears a dress made of brown bark that has somehow been turned into soft fabric, bracelets made of dried brambles that grow with small white flowers are on her wrists. She wears a veil over her eyes, its like its made of mist. She carries a oak branch with golden, orange, and red leaves like those of a flame.
Kinsley peers out at the presumably rich lady, then rushes back into the tavern
Everyone inside sees them shout gibberish into a back room, to which comes with the response moments later of two cloaked figures scrambling out, colliding, stumbling, and clambering into the rafters.
Kinsley resumes their normal position at the bar.
The horse stops and the woman is helped off by the masked man. She chuckles and walks inside.
"Greetings! How can Lord's rest be in service today?"
From the rafters comes the following not super quiet whispering
*Ya know what. Im bringing in someone special because i love her so much*
The woods are loosing their leaves, the green is now gone, turning to brown and withered deadness. The silence is almost to quiet, like its unbearable to some. A horse treads through the woods, its hoof-steps seem to brush the dead foliage to the side like a gentle breeze. A man leads the horse, an elf with silver hair that is tied back in tight ponytail. He wears a mask made of ceramic and twisting green vines.
On the horse's back is a maiden. She has delicate gentle features that are complimented by fair skin, soft auburn hair tied back in a low-ponytail, and doe-like green eyes. She wears a dress made of brown bark that has somehow been turned into soft fabric, bracelets made of dried brambles that grow with small white flowers are on her wrists. She wears a veil over her eyes, its like its made of mist. She carries a oak branch with golden, orange, and red leaves like those of a flame.
*Is this one of your pre-existing characters or someone new?*
*Yuri*
*Yay!*
A certain group of ravens watches her from the trees
Yuri peers at them "It would be mean if you wouldn't greet me" she said and grinned
*Ya know what. Im bringing in someone special because i love her so much*
The woods are loosing their leaves, the green is now gone, turning to brown and withered deadness. The silence is almost to quiet, like its unbearable to some. A horse treads through the woods, its hoof-steps seem to brush the dead foliage to the side like a gentle breeze. A man leads the horse, an elf with silver hair that is tied back in tight ponytail. He wears a mask made of ceramic and twisting green vines.
On the horse's back is a maiden. She has delicate gentle features that are complimented by fair skin, soft auburn hair tied back in a low-ponytail, and doe-like green eyes. She wears a dress made of brown bark that has somehow been turned into soft fabric, bracelets made of dried brambles that grow with small white flowers are on her wrists. She wears a veil over her eyes, its like its made of mist. She carries a oak branch with golden, orange, and red leaves like those of a flame.
Kinsley peers out at the presumably rich lady, then rushes back into the tavern
Everyone inside sees them shout gibberish into a back room, to which comes with the response moments later of two cloaked figures scrambling out, colliding, stumbling, and clambering into the rafters.
Kinsley resumes their normal position at the bar.
The horse stops and the woman is helped off by the masked man. She chuckles and walks inside.
"Greetings! How can Lord's rest be in service today?"
From the rafters comes the following not super quiet whispering
But those are just branches and twigs
SHUT UP PANDA, SHE'LL HEAR YOU
YOU SHUT UP
NO YOU
YOU!
She looks up and sighs "Small thieves" she said and rubbed the bridge of her nose "You two are not very stealthy"
*Ya know what. Im bringing in someone special because i love her so much*
The woods are loosing their leaves, the green is now gone, turning to brown and withered deadness. The silence is almost to quiet, like its unbearable to some. A horse treads through the woods, its hoof-steps seem to brush the dead foliage to the side like a gentle breeze. A man leads the horse, an elf with silver hair that is tied back in tight ponytail. He wears a mask made of ceramic and twisting green vines.
On the horse's back is a maiden. She has delicate gentle features that are complimented by fair skin, soft auburn hair tied back in a low-ponytail, and doe-like green eyes. She wears a dress made of brown bark that has somehow been turned into soft fabric, bracelets made of dried brambles that grow with small white flowers are on her wrists. She wears a veil over her eyes, its like its made of mist. She carries a oak branch with golden, orange, and red leaves like those of a flame.
*Is this one of your pre-existing characters or someone new?*
*Yuri*
*Yay!*
A certain group of ravens watches her from the trees
Yuri peers at them "It would be mean if you wouldn't greet me" she said and grinned
One of them, on of the larger ravens, flys down beside her, shifting into zenix, "You aren't wrong," He says with a smile
She looks up and sighs "Small thieves" she said and rubbed the bridge of her nose "You two are not very stealthy"
Arguing ensues from above, and Kinsley sighs, "PANDA, EZEKIEL! THIS IS EXACTLY WHY YOU GUYS DON'T GET TO GO ON MISSIONS! COME HERE!" two small cloaked figures hop down from the rafters, one falls on their face, and they wander over to Kinsley's side, "Alright. Next time you're supposed to stealth, just stealth. As punishment for your failure, you have to clean the upstairs rooms."
The two groan but go upstairs
"And you are miss? A druid I think? Can I get you anything?"
*Ya know what. Im bringing in someone special because i love her so much*
The woods are loosing their leaves, the green is now gone, turning to brown and withered deadness. The silence is almost to quiet, like its unbearable to some. A horse treads through the woods, its hoof-steps seem to brush the dead foliage to the side like a gentle breeze. A man leads the horse, an elf with silver hair that is tied back in tight ponytail. He wears a mask made of ceramic and twisting green vines.
On the horse's back is a maiden. She has delicate gentle features that are complimented by fair skin, soft auburn hair tied back in a low-ponytail, and doe-like green eyes. She wears a dress made of brown bark that has somehow been turned into soft fabric, bracelets made of dried brambles that grow with small white flowers are on her wrists. She wears a veil over her eyes, its like its made of mist. She carries a oak branch with golden, orange, and red leaves like those of a flame.
*Is this one of your pre-existing characters or someone new?*
*Yuri*
*Yay!*
A certain group of ravens watches her from the trees
Yuri peers at them "It would be mean if you wouldn't greet me" she said and grinned
One of them, on of the larger ravens, flys down beside her, shifting into zenix, "You aren't wrong," He says with a smile
"Lady Yuri!" The man exclaims "I would not open it if i were 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
*Yuri*
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 peers out at the presumably rich lady, then rushes back into the tavern
Everyone inside sees them shout gibberish into a back room, to which comes with the response moments later of two cloaked figures scrambling out, colliding, stumbling, and clambering into the rafters.
Kinsley resumes their normal position at the bar.
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"Um... are you mad?" She asks quietly
Jason laughs, "Well i guess thats not a bad thing"
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
*Yay!*
A certain group of ravens watches her from the trees
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
*Scissors of lengthy text snipping*
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
The horse stops and the woman is helped off by the masked man. She chuckles and walks inside.
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
"Im always mad" he said.
"Gonna see what helps it grow and see what it does" he sid
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
"Greetings! How can Lord's rest be in service today?"
From the rafters comes the following not super quiet whispering
But those are just branches and twigs
SHUT UP PANDA, SHE'LL HEAR YOU
YOU SHUT UP
NO YOU
YOU!
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
Yuri peers at them "It would be mean if you wouldn't greet me" she said and grinned
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
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
She looks up and sighs "Small thieves" she said and rubbed the bridge of her nose "You two are not very stealthy"
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
"o-oh. Are you mad at me?"
"Cool, tell me what happens," He says, leaning against 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
One of them, on of the larger ravens, flys down beside her, shifting into zenix, "You aren't wrong," He says with a smile
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 sweet smell of The Meal spreads throughout the inn.
"Don't you want to have a bite to eat, fair maiden?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Arguing ensues from above, and Kinsley sighs, "PANDA, EZEKIEL! THIS IS EXACTLY WHY YOU GUYS DON'T GET TO GO ON MISSIONS! COME HERE!" two small cloaked figures hop down from the rafters, one falls on their face, and they wander over to Kinsley's side, "Alright. Next time you're supposed to stealth, just stealth. As punishment for your failure, you have to clean the upstairs rooms."
The two groan but go upstairs
"And you are miss? A druid I think? Can I get you anything?"
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*even though this isn't for me, imma react.*
Vivian seems hungry, but trys to resist the call of food
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
"No... just annoyed" he said.
Kelipso chuckles.
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
"Hello Zenix" she said and chuckles.
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
*Wendigo changes their profile pic so often, :o*
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