"This will do nicely." He sweeps his arm, placing several tall glasses on the bar. With a flourish, he fills them from an unsavory-looking bottle. Exactly what was requested.
The masked cowboy nods "Thank you kindly. What do I owe ya?" He asks.
"This will do nicely." He sweeps his arm, placing several tall glasses on the bar. With a flourish, he fills them from an unsavory-looking bottle. Exactly what was requested.
The masked cowboy nods "Thank you kindly. What do I owe ya?" He asks.
"5 gold per glass."
He does the math before handing over 125 in gold. He tips his hat again and turns around, bringing it over to his group.
Lucibelle is with Ede, planting foxglove so it flowers in the warmer months. He is helping her as best he can due to her blindness.
William is closing up the Red Plate early, humming to himself. He plans to go into town to buy ingredients and other necessities.
Lore is sharpening her hoop blades while sitting in the library. She hums to herself while she does.
The Spirit-Wranglers are outside, getting the spirits chained down for the night. The bands around their neck seem to glow with mystic energy that keeps the spirit bound.
Lockett is destroying someone fence for no good reason.
Allison is playing her lute in the main room of the tavern, her hair tied back in a bun.
Vittorsi is reading in the library, continuing to make his map of the outer planes.
It’s humanoid, but it’s about thirteen feet tall. It looks to be male. He’s a massive, silver, shining knight looking figure, except his armor looks to be some sort of boney silver exoskeleton. He has a fairly lean frame, with his exoskeleton growing excessively on his hips, chest, and soldiers, giving him spiky and pointed armor pieces of bone. It has also grown around his head like a sort of pseudo helmet with points growing out of the top like a crown. His eyes are green and illuminated, his mouth is currently covered by a silver armor piece. He’s carrying a massive sword-like weapon made of massive, swirling bones engraved with thorn patterns and vines.
“Maybe, for now. I am captivated by your skills in cooking. Where I come from, even the king’s personal chefs couldn’t hold a candle to you.”
"I see. If you would like them to apprentice under me, I'm sure I could accept at least one. Most were not even given the chance to become as skilled as I."
“Oh no. I’m sure The Saviour would see it as treason for his chefs to work under someone outside the kingdom.”
"I see. That is... disheartening. I can imagine why, though. I'm just glad I'm not one of his royal chefs."
“It’s not terrible treatment. The Saviour believes in loyalty and usefulness.”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
Lucibelle is with Ede, planting foxglove so it flowers in the warmer months. He is helping her as best he can due to her blindness.
William is closing up the Red Plate early, humming to himself. He plans to go into town to buy ingredients and other necessities.
Lore is sharpening her hoop blades while sitting in the library. She hums to herself while she does.
The Spirit-Wranglers are outside, getting the spirits chained down for the night. The bands around their neck seem to glow with mystic energy that keeps the spirit bound.
Lockett is destroying someone's fence for no good reason.
Allison is playing her lute in the main room of the tavern, her hair tied back in a bun.
Vittorsi is reading in the library, continuing to make his map of the outer planes.
*I want Auguste to interact with one or the other, but I'm not sure which...*
Lucibelle is with Ede, planting foxglove so it flowers in the warmer months. He is helping her as best he can due to her blindness.
William is closing up the Red Plate early, humming to himself. He plans to go into town to buy ingredients and other necessities.
Lore is sharpening her hoop blades while sitting in the library. She hums to herself while she does.
The Spirit-Wranglers are outside, getting the spirits chained down for the night. The bands around their neck seem to glow with mystic energy that keeps the spirit bound.
Lockett is destroying someone's fence for no good reason.
Allison is playing her lute in the main room of the tavern, her hair tied back in a bun.
Vittorsi is reading in the library, continuing to make his map of the outer planes.
*I want Auguste to interact with one or the other, but I'm not sure which...*
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
“Oh no. I’m sure The Saviour would see it as treason for his chefs to work under someone outside the kingdom.”
"I see. That is... disheartening. I can imagine why, though. I'm just glad I'm not one of his royal chefs."
“It’s not terrible treatment. The Saviour believes in loyalty and usefulness.”
"Usefulness is maximized when people are allowed to learn and reach their full potential."
“Not in The Saviour’s eyes, and that is not the mindset that was taught to me and Sedzia. I am Serveo, by the way.”
"Nice to meet you, Serveo. I am Chef Auguste Douxchets Barbeau. I feel that meeting your Savior would not go well for me, but fortunately, I doubt that will happen. People like them are often too paranoid to leave their homes."
Auguste is watching, happy that people are out gardening, even if it is basically poison that they're farming.
William suddenly feels a presence behind him. It's not hostile, but he can't quite make out exactly what it is. "...Chef?"
Ede looks up, a bit confused and curious why someone is watching him and his sister. He waves nonetheless.
William bristles a bit, the hairs on his arms standing up. He turns around, plastering on a warm smile "How may I help you?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, I must have been making you uncomfortable." He walks toward them, the dirt somehow not getting on his perfectly white shoes. "I was just admiring your work."
Auguste stands behind him, smiling politely and holding a large bottle of what looks to be some sort of blood-based booze, with frost around the edges of the bottle. "I simply wanted to have a pleasant conversation. If now is a particularly bad time, I can come back later."
“Oh no. I’m sure The Saviour would see it as treason for his chefs to work under someone outside the kingdom.”
"I see. That is... disheartening. I can imagine why, though. I'm just glad I'm not one of his royal chefs."
“It’s not terrible treatment. The Saviour believes in loyalty and usefulness.”
"Usefulness is maximized when people are allowed to learn and reach their full potential."
“Not in The Saviour’s eyes, and that is not the mindset that was taught to me and Sedzia. I am Serveo, by the way.”
"Nice to meet you, Serveo. I am Chef Auguste Douxchets Barbeau. I feel that meeting your Savior would not go well for me, but fortunately, I doubt that will happen. People like them are often too paranoid to leave their homes."
“You are right that he doesn’t often leave his towers, but he was once the greatest warrior god to ever live, and banished the Usurper from our civilization to save the lives of our people.”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
Auguste is watching, happy that people are out gardening, even if it is basically poison that they're farming.
William suddenly feels a presence behind him. It's not hostile, but he can't quite make out exactly what it is. "...Chef?"
Ede looks up, a bit confused and curious why someone is watching him and his sister. He waves nonetheless.
William bristles a bit, the hairs on his arms standing up. He turns around, plastering on a warm smile "How may I help you?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, I must have been making you uncomfortable." He walks toward them, the dirt somehow not getting on his perfectly white shoes. "I was just admiring your work."
Auguste stands behind him, smiling politely and holding a large bottle of what looks to be some sort of blood-based booze, with frost around the edges of the bottle. "I simply wanted to have a pleasant conversation. If now is a particularly bad time, I can come back later."
"It's fine." He said and nodded. Luci 'looked' up and waved, beaming "Hello!"
He raises a brow "No, it's not. Simply wondering what you are doing at my door." He chuckles.
"Nice to meet you, Serveo. I am Chef Auguste Douxchets Barbeau. I feel that meeting your Savior would not go well for me, but fortunately, I doubt that will happen. People like them are often too paranoid to leave their homes."
“You are right that he doesn’t often leave his towers, but he was once the greatest warrior god to ever live, and banished the Usurper from our civilization to save the lives of our people.”
"Hm. I do not respect gods for the merit of being gods. Now, is there anything you would like, Serveo?"
"Nice to meet you, Serveo. I am Chef Auguste Douxchets Barbeau. I feel that meeting your Savior would not go well for me, but fortunately, I doubt that will happen. People like them are often too paranoid to leave their homes."
“You are right that he doesn’t often leave his towers, but he was once the greatest warrior god to ever live, and banished the Usurper from our civilization to save the lives of our people.”
"Hm. I do not respect gods for the merit of being gods. Now, is there anything you would like, Serveo?"
“Steak is a delicacy where I come from. Do you have cow meats?”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I must have been making you uncomfortable." He walks toward them, the dirt somehow not getting on his perfectly white shoes. "I was just admiring your work."
Auguste stands behind him, smiling politely and holding a large bottle of what looks to be some sort of blood-based booze, with frost around the edges of the bottle. "I simply wanted to have a pleasant conversation. If now is a particularly bad time, I can come back later."
"It's fine." He said and nodded. Luci 'looked' up and waved, beaming "Hello!"
He raises a brow "No, it's not. Simply wondering what you are doing at my door." He chuckles.
"Hello! I am Chef Auguste Douxchets Barbeau. Do you happen to grow any vegetables?"
"I heard that you were the greatest chef in the area. I just wanted to meet a potential... well, you could be a competitor, but I would much rather be an ally. There isn't much point to disrupting another chef's position just for status."
"Nice to meet you, Serveo. I am Chef Auguste Douxchets Barbeau. I feel that meeting your Savior would not go well for me, but fortunately, I doubt that will happen. People like them are often too paranoid to leave their homes."
“You are right that he doesn’t often leave his towers, but he was once the greatest warrior god to ever live, and banished the Usurper from our civilization to save the lives of our people.”
"Hm. I do not respect gods for the merit of being gods. Now, is there anything you would like, Serveo?"
“Steak is a delicacy where I come from. Do you have cow meats?”
"Yes." He turns to get to work, then pauses. "The rest of the world finds beef an extremely common food. Good, but common. How is it that it is a rarity in your kingdom? What is your staple meat?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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"5 gold per glass."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He does the math before handing over 125 in gold. He tips his hat again and turns around, bringing it over to his group.
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
Lucibelle is with Ede, planting foxglove so it flowers in the warmer months. He is helping her as best he can due to her blindness.
William is closing up the Red Plate early, humming to himself. He plans to go into town to buy ingredients and other necessities.
Lore is sharpening her hoop blades while sitting in the library. She hums to herself while she does.
The Spirit-Wranglers are outside, getting the spirits chained down for the night. The bands around their neck seem to glow with mystic energy that keeps the spirit bound.
Lockett is destroying someone fence for no good reason.
Allison is playing her lute in the main room of the tavern, her hair tied back in a bun.
Vittorsi is reading in the library, continuing to make his map of the outer planes.
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
(hug)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
“It’s not terrible treatment. The Saviour believes in loyalty and usefulness.”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
"Usefulness is maximized when people are allowed to learn and reach their full potential."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
(welp, history class sucked)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*I want Auguste to interact with one or the other, but I'm not sure which...*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Either is okay, or both! :)*
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
“Not in The Saviour’s eyes, and that is not the mindset that was taught to me and Sedzia. I am Serveo, by the way.”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
*Both it is!*
Auguste is watching, happy that people are out gardening, even if it is basically poison that they're farming.
William suddenly feels a presence behind him. It's not hostile, but he can't quite make out exactly what it is. "...Chef?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Nice to meet you, Serveo. I am Chef Auguste Douxchets Barbeau. I feel that meeting your Savior would not go well for me, but fortunately, I doubt that will happen. People like them are often too paranoid to leave their homes."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Ede looks up, a bit confused and curious why someone is watching him and his sister. He waves nonetheless.
William bristles a bit, the hairs on his arms standing up. He turns around, plastering on a warm smile "How may I help 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
"Oh, I'm sorry, I must have been making you uncomfortable." He walks toward them, the dirt somehow not getting on his perfectly white shoes. "I was just admiring your work."
Auguste stands behind him, smiling politely and holding a large bottle of what looks to be some sort of blood-based booze, with frost around the edges of the bottle. "I simply wanted to have a pleasant conversation. If now is a particularly bad time, I can come back later."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“You are right that he doesn’t often leave his towers, but he was once the greatest warrior god to ever live, and banished the Usurper from our civilization to save the lives of our people.”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
"It's fine." He said and nodded. Luci 'looked' up and waved, beaming "Hello!"
He raises a brow "No, it's not. Simply wondering what you are doing at my door." He 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
"Hm. I do not respect gods for the merit of being gods. Now, is there anything you would like, Serveo?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Steak is a delicacy where I come from. Do you have cow meats?”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
"Hello! I am Chef Auguste Douxchets Barbeau. Do you happen to grow any vegetables?"
"I heard that you were the greatest chef in the area. I just wanted to meet a potential... well, you could be a competitor, but I would much rather be an ally. There isn't much point to disrupting another chef's position just for status."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Yes." He turns to get to work, then pauses. "The rest of the world finds beef an extremely common food. Good, but common. How is it that it is a rarity in your kingdom? What is your staple meat?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels