*in a specific corner of the tavern near the entrance. She hangs out there a lot. Also it would fill my soul with joy if you conserved quote chains, it prevents unnecessary clutter*
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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.
Thirteen is back at the spot where Virtue emerged, and is inspecting it carefully.
Nai has added the weird mushroom man to her corkboard with the caption “MUSHROOM MAN: RUDE, MIGHT BE WITH GOVERNMENT MIND CONTROL”
Pch’Ptah seems to have solidified.
Nai can hear the sound of scales dragging across the floor behind her as a large male lamia, having brown hair and green scales on his snake-like lower body.
Vittorsi is outside, alongside a good hundred history books he found. He seems to reading them all at once, piecing together the time he lost during his reanimation.
William is in the back of his kitchen, skinning a long pig for a recipe he is making. A salad of sorts mixed with another type of meat he discovered, Eledrian.
Morgana is growing what appears to be a tree with wide blueish-green foliage and orange glowing fruit. She is trying to get the fruit to take the right shape.
Thirteen is back at the spot where Virtue emerged, and is inspecting it carefully.
Nai has added the weird mushroom man to her corkboard with the caption “MUSHROOM MAN: RUDE, MIGHT BE WITH GOVERNMENT MIND CONTROL”
Pch’Ptah seems to have solidified.
Nai can hear the sound of scales dragging across the floor behind her as a large male lamia, having brown hair and green scales on his snake-like lower body.
"Hello there, what might you be up to?"
“Adding this rude little son of a [gp] to my corkboard. I’m pretty sure he’s helping the Dark Forest Society harvest mind-controlling spores which they refine into chemicals distributed by bronze and topaz dragons into the water supply so the government has a docile and complacent populace. You?”
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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.
Damian sits in one of the corners of the Inn once again, playing his lute to his hearts content. Damian is (Of course) trying to flirt with any lady that would waste their time on him.
Morgana is growing what appears to be a tree with wide blueish-green foliage and orange glowing fruit. She is trying to get the fruit to take the right shape.
Kinsley stalks over, "whatcha doin? Is this a radioactive Orange tree?"
*soo... how are you doing?*
*I just completed a 10 minute mile walk. Feeling a bit better*
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
*WB*
(I'm glad you are)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*Open chars?*
*ok*
Thirteen is back at the spot where Virtue emerged, and is inspecting it carefully.
Nai has added the weird mushroom man to her corkboard with the caption “MUSHROOM MAN: RUDE, MIGHT BE WITH GOVERNMENT MIND CONTROL”
Pch’Ptah seems to have solidified.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*describe nai 4 me plez*
*All the hugs for you, I'm glad you're feeling a little better*
*grey tiefling, black hair and antelope-like horns, serpentine tail, tap shoes, long black cloak, knives and corkboard, conspiracy theorist, etc*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*ooo pretty!*
*where is she at exactly?*
*in a specific corner of the tavern near the entrance. She hangs out there a lot. Also it would fill my soul with joy if you conserved quote chains, it prevents unnecessary clutter*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Nai can hear the sound of scales dragging across the floor behind her as a large male lamia, having brown hair and green scales on his snake-like lower body.
"Hello there, what might you be up to?"
Vittorsi is outside, alongside a good hundred history books he found. He seems to reading them all at once, piecing together the time he lost during his reanimation.
William is in the back of his kitchen, skinning a long pig for a recipe he is making. A salad of sorts mixed with another type of meat he discovered, Eledrian.
Morgana is growing what appears to be a tree with wide blueish-green foliage and orange glowing fruit. She is trying to get the fruit to take the right shape.
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
*Morning gents!*
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
*That make three conspiracy theorists I believe?*
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
“Adding this rude little son of a [gp] to my corkboard. I’m pretty sure he’s helping the Dark Forest Society harvest mind-controlling spores which they refine into chemicals distributed by bronze and topaz dragons into the water supply so the government has a docile and complacent populace. You?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*ello, I’ve been awake for seven hours*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Damian sits in one of the corners of the Inn once again, playing his lute to his hearts content. Damian is (Of course) trying to flirt with any lady that would waste their time on him.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
(how are you)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
Kinsley stalks over, "whatcha doin? Is this a radioactive Orange tree?"
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?