*Anywhoozle, Characters for anyone who wants to RP.*
William is trying to take down a rather tough long-pig. He had heard about him while cooking the most lovely plate of Vermillion Spaghetti Bolognese for a young boy. A father who would abuse his daughter and son and wife and who would drink himself into a hole almost every night. Unfortunately, William miscalculated on how much sedative could take this man down and now his hands were soaked in blood. Not his own but he didn't hate messy kills very much.
A cloud of dark powder fills the air, and the... ahem... long pork feels woozy, falling to its knees. William, with his hardy disposition, is unaffected. A pair of shining eyes pierce the artificial gloom, held inside a large silhouette. "Try not to use any fire for a bit. I'd hate to ruin this man before you do whatever it is you plan to do with him."
*Anywhoozle, Characters for anyone who wants to RP.*
William is trying to take down a rather tough long-pig. He had heard about him while cooking the most lovely plate of Vermillion Spaghetti Bolognese for a young boy. A father who would abuse his daughter and son and wife and who would drink himself into a hole almost every night. Unfortunately, William miscalculated on how much sedative could take this man down and now his hands were soaked in blood. Not his own but he didn't hate messy kills very much.
Ede and Lucibelle are opening the apothecary for the day. Silverthorn sits on Luci's shoulder, purring contently, while Luci explains flowers to it.
*where exactly is William?*
Eito, having bedecked the inn, is now placing small decorations on buildings in town. One of these is the apothecary.
*About ten meters from his restaurant. It's in the forest.*
*Anywhoozle, Characters for anyone who wants to RP.*
William is trying to take down a rather tough long-pig. He had heard about him while cooking the most lovely plate of Vermillion Spaghetti Bolognese for a young boy. A father who would abuse his daughter and son and wife and who would drink himself into a hole almost every night. Unfortunately, William miscalculated on how much sedative could take this man down and now his hands were soaked in blood. Not his own but he didn't hate messy kills very much.
A cloud of dark powder fills the air, and the... ahem... long pork feels woozy, falling to its knees. William, with his hardy disposition, is unaffected. A pair of shining eyes pierce the artificial gloom, held inside a large silhouette. "Try not to use any fire for a bit. I'd hate to ruin this man before you do whatever it is you plan to do with him."
William narrows his eyes, wiping his hands off on his shirt. "I was not expecting him to be so... Wiley.." he says and tilts his head, staring back at the eyes.
A cloud of dark powder fills the air, and the... ahem... long pork feels woozy, falling to its knees. William, with his hardy disposition, is unaffected. A pair of shining eyes pierce the artificial gloom, held inside a large silhouette. "Try not to use any fire for a bit. I'd hate to ruin this man before you do whatever it is you plan to do with him."
William narrows his eyes, wiping his hands off on his shirt. "I was not expecting him to be so... Wiley.." he says and tilts his head, staring back at the eyes.
"Making the world a better place is more than worth the sacrifices, don't you think?" The gleaming, white eyes turn slightly to see the Red Plate. "A new recipe, or an old one? Nevermind, none of my business." The hulking form moves toward the long pork curled in fetal position. A large pair of dark-furred handpaws pick the man up. "Where to, chef?"
A cloud of dark powder fills the air, and the... ahem... long pork feels woozy, falling to its knees. William, with his hardy disposition, is unaffected. A pair of shining eyes pierce the artificial gloom, held inside a large silhouette. "Try not to use any fire for a bit. I'd hate to ruin this man before you do whatever it is you plan to do with him."
William narrows his eyes, wiping his hands off on his shirt. "I was not expecting him to be so... Wiley.." he says and tilts his head, staring back at the eyes.
"Making the world a better place is more than worth the sacrifices, don't you think?" The gleaming, white eyes turn slightly to see the Red Plate. "A new recipe, or an old one? Nevermind, none of my business." The hulking form moves toward the long pork curled in fetal position. A large pair of dark-furred handpaws pick the man up. "Where to, chef?"
William narrows his eyes "Forgive me but before we go anywhere, I must know who you are..." He said, tilting his head to the side, amber eyes glinting.
*Anywhoozle, Characters for anyone who wants to RP.*
William is trying to take down a rather tough long-pig. He had heard about him while cooking the most lovely plate of Vermillion Spaghetti Bolognese for a young boy. A father who would abuse his daughter and son and wife and who would drink himself into a hole almost every night. Unfortunately, William miscalculated on how much sedative could take this man down and now his hands were soaked in blood. Not his own but he didn't hate messy kills very much.
Ede and Lucibelle are opening the apothecary for the day. Silverthorn sits on Luci's shoulder, purring contently, while Luci explains flowers to it.
*where exactly is William?*
Eito, having bedecked the inn, is now placing small decorations on buildings in town. One of these is the apothecary.
*About ten meters from his restaurant. It's in the forest.*
Ede pokes his head outside, watching.
*goood* Nainai, in the process of felling a small tree, sees this bloody display. “What the-” She quietly goes to investigate. Stealth: 15
“Good morning!” Eito says cheerily.
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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.
"Making the world a better place is more than worth the sacrifices, don't you think?" The gleaming, white eyes turn slightly to see the Red Plate. "A new recipe, or an old one? Nevermind, none of my business." The hulking form moves toward the long pork curled in fetal position. A large pair of dark-furred handpaws pick the man up. "Where to, chef?"
William narrows his eyes "Forgive me but before we go anywhere, I must know who you are..." He said, tilting his head to the side, amber eyes glinting.
"Call me Douxgras. Some call me a savior or a good samaritan, others call me a dangerous criminal and heretical dissenter. But really, why listen to labels? If we all did that... well, nevermind that, we are already there, aren't we?" He laughs. "Don't worry. I see you as a good thing, and good things tend to further my goals just by existing. At least, by my definition. But I ramble."
*Anywhoozle, Characters for anyone who wants to RP.*
William is trying to take down a rather tough long-pig. He had heard about him while cooking the most lovely plate of Vermillion Spaghetti Bolognese for a young boy. A father who would abuse his daughter and son and wife and who would drink himself into a hole almost every night. Unfortunately, William miscalculated on how much sedative could take this man down and now his hands were soaked in blood. Not his own but he didn't hate messy kills very much.
Ede and Lucibelle are opening the apothecary for the day. Silverthorn sits on Luci's shoulder, purring contently, while Luci explains flowers to it.
*where exactly is William?*
Eito, having bedecked the inn, is now placing small decorations on buildings in town. One of these is the apothecary.
*About ten meters from his restaurant. It's in the forest.*
Ede pokes his head outside, watching.
*goood* Nainai, in the process of felling a small tree, sees this bloody display. “What the-” She quietly goes to investigate. Stealth: 18
“Good morning!” Eito says cheerily.
She able to get about 10 feet away without him noticing yet. The overwhelming smell of rotting flesh and blood fills her nose.
"Making the world a better place is more than worth the sacrifices, don't you think?" The gleaming, white eyes turn slightly to see the Red Plate. "A new recipe, or an old one? Nevermind, none of my business." The hulking form moves toward the long pork curled in fetal position. A large pair of dark-furred handpaws pick the man up. "Where to, chef?"
William narrows his eyes "Forgive me but before we go anywhere, I must know who you are..." He said, tilting his head to the side, amber eyes glinting.
"Call me Douxgras. Some call me a savior or a good samaritan, others call me a dangerous criminal and heretical dissenter. But really, why listen to labels? If we all did that... well, nevermind that, we are already there, aren't we?" He laughs. "Don't worry. I see you as a good thing, and good things tend to further my goals just by existing. At least, by my definition. But I ramble."
William tilts his head "You speak as if I am a part of your plans without me even knowing it." He said. He leads the way through a back door in the Red Plate. He takes the body and pulls out his cleaver. He promptly whacks the head off the long pig with one fell chop.
*Anywhoozle, Characters for anyone who wants to RP.*
William is trying to take down a rather tough long-pig. He had heard about him while cooking the most lovely plate of Vermillion Spaghetti Bolognese for a young boy. A father who would abuse his daughter and son and wife and who would drink himself into a hole almost every night. Unfortunately, William miscalculated on how much sedative could take this man down and now his hands were soaked in blood. Not his own but he didn't hate messy kills very much.
Ede and Lucibelle are opening the apothecary for the day. Silverthorn sits on Luci's shoulder, purring contently, while Luci explains flowers to it.
*where exactly is William?*
Eito, having bedecked the inn, is now placing small decorations on buildings in town. One of these is the apothecary.
*About ten meters from his restaurant. It's in the forest.*
Ede pokes his head outside, watching.
*goood* Nainai, in the process of felling a small tree, sees this bloody display. “What the-” She quietly goes to investigate. Stealth: 18
“Good morning!” Eito says cheerily.
She able to get about 10 feet away without him noticing yet. The overwhelming smell of rotting flesh and blood fills her nose.
Ede waves back, grinning. "I suppose it is."
Nai is horrified and disturbed. She continues watching from that distance, her tail curled close in fear.
“Your establishment is lovely. These plants are beautiful.”
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Call me Douxgras. Some call me a savior or a good samaritan, others call me a dangerous criminal and heretical dissenter. But really, why listen to labels? If we all did that... well, nevermind that, we are already there, aren't we?" He laughs. "Don't worry. I see you as a good thing, and good things tend to further my goals just by existing. At least, by my definition. But I ramble."
William tilts his head "You speak as if I am a part of your plans without me even knowing it." He said. He leads the way through a back door in the Red Plate. He takes the body and pulls out his cleaver. He promptly whacks the head off the long pig with one fell chop.
"Well, you aren't a part of them, but you are a welcome addition." Out of the darkness of the cloud, the creature is a large, plump monster of indefinable species, with a very fluffy and well-styled mane, and glasses, orange skeleton-like patterns across his dark-furred body. He wears an orange sweater and a stylish coat. "I can't factor in everything, but when I find something as valuable as you it's always a pleasant surprise."
*Anywhoozle, Characters for anyone who wants to RP.*
William is trying to take down a rather tough long-pig. He had heard about him while cooking the most lovely plate of Vermillion Spaghetti Bolognese for a young boy. A father who would abuse his daughter and son and wife and who would drink himself into a hole almost every night. Unfortunately, William miscalculated on how much sedative could take this man down and now his hands were soaked in blood. Not his own but he didn't hate messy kills very much.
Ede and Lucibelle are opening the apothecary for the day. Silverthorn sits on Luci's shoulder, purring contently, while Luci explains flowers to it.
*where exactly is William?*
Eito, having bedecked the inn, is now placing small decorations on buildings in town. One of these is the apothecary.
*About ten meters from his restaurant. It's in the forest.*
Ede pokes his head outside, watching.
*goood* Nainai, in the process of felling a small tree, sees this bloody display. “What the-” She quietly goes to investigate. Stealth: 18
“Good morning!” Eito says cheerily.
She able to get about 10 feet away without him noticing yet. The overwhelming smell of rotting flesh and blood fills her nose.
Ede waves back, grinning. "I suppose it is."
Nai is horrified and disturbed. She continues watching from that distance, her tail curled close in fear.
“Your establishment is lovely. These plants are beautiful.”
He seems to pull out a thin metal object, a meat cleaver from the looks of it, and chop off the man's head in one swing.
"Thank you, I grow em all myself." He chuckles and Luci pops her head out "I helped as well!"
"Call me Douxgras. Some call me a savior or a good samaritan, others call me a dangerous criminal and heretical dissenter. But really, why listen to labels? If we all did that... well, nevermind that, we are already there, aren't we?" He laughs. "Don't worry. I see you as a good thing, and good things tend to further my goals just by existing. At least, by my definition. But I ramble."
William tilts his head "You speak as if I am a part of your plans without me even knowing it." He said. He leads the way through a back door in the Red Plate. He takes the body and pulls out his cleaver. He promptly whacks the head off the long pig with one fell chop.
"Well, you aren't a part of them, but you are a welcome addition." Out of the darkness of the cloud, the creature is a large, plump monster of indefinable species, with a very fluffy and well-styled mane, and glasses, orange skeleton-like patterns across his dark-furred body. He wears an orange sweater and a stylish coat. "I can't factor in everything, but when I find something as valuable as you it's always a pleasant surprise."
"Your honeyed words make me hesitant to trust anything you say, forgive me." He said, chuckling "Flattery will get you everywhere but when someone knows the game you are playing, it becomes useless."
"Well, you aren't a part of them, but you are a welcome addition." Out of the darkness of the cloud, the creature is a large, plump monster of indefinable species, with a very fluffy and well-styled mane, and glasses, orange skeleton-like patterns across his dark-furred body. He wears an orange sweater and a stylish coat. "I can't factor in everything, but when I find something as valuable as you it's always a pleasant surprise."
"Your honeyed words make me hesitant to trust anything you say, forgive me." He said, chuckling "Flattery will get you everywhere but when someone knows the game you are playing, it becomes useless."
"Flattery?" He chuckles. "I guess I wasn't thinking about it. Don't worry, my goals are completely selfish. See, I want to be loved by everyone. To do that, I make the world a better place. People are more inclined to believe the truth from my observations, so if I'm actually improving things... well, you get the picture already, don't know why I'm explaining it. Plus, a better world is better for me, right? You make the world a better place through your food and your... selective thinning of the herds. My disciples have reported you to me from time to time, so I know I can trust you to do a good job. Even with their competence, they were left with little more than circumstantial evidence."
"Well, you aren't a part of them, but you are a welcome addition." Out of the darkness of the cloud, the creature is a large, plump monster of indefinable species, with a very fluffy and well-styled mane, and glasses, orange skeleton-like patterns across his dark-furred body. He wears an orange sweater and a stylish coat. "I can't factor in everything, but when I find something as valuable as you it's always a pleasant surprise."
"Your honeyed words make me hesitant to trust anything you say, forgive me." He said, chuckling "Flattery will get you everywhere but when someone knows the game you are playing, it becomes useless."
"Flattery?" He chuckles. "I guess I wasn't thinking about it. Don't worry, my goals are completely selfish. See, I want to be loved by everyone. To do that, I make the world a better place. People are more inclined to believe the truth from my observations, so if I'm actually improving things... well, you get the picture already, don't know why I'm explaining it. Plus, a better world is better for me, right? You make the world a better place through your food and your... selective thinning of the herds. My disciples have reported you to me from time to time, so I know I can trust you to do a good job. Even with their competence, they were left with little more than circumstantial evidence."
"Hm." He listens while removing the organs from the body, setting them in the meat scale and recording weight in a small book. "People may revolt against you if they found out you decided to help a creature who kills them. They might not look so highly on that."
(hello everyone)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
A cloud of dark powder fills the air, and the... ahem... long pork feels woozy, falling to its knees. William, with his hardy disposition, is unaffected. A pair of shining eyes pierce the artificial gloom, held inside a large silhouette. "Try not to use any fire for a bit. I'd hate to ruin this man before you do whatever it is you plan to do with him."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*About ten meters from his restaurant. It's in the forest.*
Ede pokes his head outside, watching.
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
William narrows his eyes, wiping his hands off on his shirt. "I was not expecting him to be so... Wiley.." he says and tilts his head, staring back at the eyes.
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
"Making the world a better place is more than worth the sacrifices, don't you think?" The gleaming, white eyes turn slightly to see the Red Plate. "A new recipe, or an old one? Nevermind, none of my business." The hulking form moves toward the long pork curled in fetal position. A large pair of dark-furred handpaws pick the man up. "Where to, chef?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
William narrows his eyes "Forgive me but before we go anywhere, I must know who you are..." He said, tilting his head to the side, amber eyes glinting.
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
*goood* Nainai, in the process of felling a small tree, sees this bloody display. “What the-” She quietly goes to investigate. Stealth: 15
“Good morning!” Eito says cheerily.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Call me Douxgras. Some call me a savior or a good samaritan, others call me a dangerous criminal and heretical dissenter. But really, why listen to labels? If we all did that... well, nevermind that, we are already there, aren't we?" He laughs. "Don't worry. I see you as a good thing, and good things tend to further my goals just by existing. At least, by my definition. But I ramble."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She able to get about 10 feet away without him noticing yet. The overwhelming smell of rotting flesh and blood fills her nose.
Ede waves back, grinning. "I suppose it is."
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
William tilts his head "You speak as if I am a part of your plans without me even knowing it." He said. He leads the way through a back door in the Red Plate. He takes the body and pulls out his cleaver. He promptly whacks the head off the long pig with one fell chop.
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
Nai is horrified and disturbed. She continues watching from that distance, her tail curled close in fear.
“Your establishment is lovely. These plants are beautiful.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Well, you aren't a part of them, but you are a welcome addition." Out of the darkness of the cloud, the creature is a large, plump monster of indefinable species, with a very fluffy and well-styled mane, and glasses, orange skeleton-like patterns across his dark-furred body. He wears an orange sweater and a stylish coat. "I can't factor in everything, but when I find something as valuable as you it's always a pleasant surprise."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He seems to pull out a thin metal object, a meat cleaver from the looks of it, and chop off the man's head in one swing.
"Thank you, I grow em all myself." He chuckles and Luci pops her head out "I helped as well!"
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
"Your honeyed words make me hesitant to trust anything you say, forgive me." He said, chuckling "Flattery will get you everywhere but when someone knows the game you are playing, it becomes useless."
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
*quote cut*
Nainai casts command, yelling “HALT!” Make a wisdom save.
“I apologize, I should’ve asked before placing my decorations upon your place of business.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Flattery?" He chuckles. "I guess I wasn't thinking about it. Don't worry, my goals are completely selfish. See, I want to be loved by everyone. To do that, I make the world a better place. People are more inclined to believe the truth from my observations, so if I'm actually improving things... well, you get the picture already, don't know why I'm explaining it. Plus, a better world is better for me, right? You make the world a better place through your food and your... selective thinning of the herds. My disciples have reported you to me from time to time, so I know I can trust you to do a good job. Even with their competence, they were left with little more than circumstantial evidence."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*BRB!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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"It's fine, I personally love them." He chuckled. Luci felt around for them and nodded "I like em too!"
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." He listens while removing the organs from the body, setting them in the meat scale and recording weight in a small book. "People may revolt against you if they found out you decided to help a creature who kills them. They might not look so highly on that."
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
“[gp]!” Nainai attempts to dash away.
“Really? Then please accept these.” Eito hands both of them a small black stone disc with a hexagonal pattern on it.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.