A good couple hundred feet out from the main village, a figure trudges along the dirt road towards town, the clinking sound if metal against the ground filling the air around them. Their body has a hooded cloak wrapped around it, and odd pale blue light emanating from under it, as it does from what seems to be their eyes.
Nai, walking through town, sees them and waves distractedly.
The figure, seemingly wearing a metallic mask, tilts their head and mimics her wave
She continues walking, but slows somewhat upon noticing their metal nature.
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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.
A good couple hundred feet out from the main village, a figure trudges along the dirt road towards town, the clinking sound if metal against the ground filling the air around them. Their body has a hooded cloak wrapped around it, and odd pale blue light emanating from under it, as it does from what seems to be their eyes.
Nai, walking through town, sees them and waves distractedly.
The figure, seemingly wearing a metallic mask, tilts their head and mimics her wave
She continues walking, but slows somewhat upon noticing their metal nature.
Perception?
The figure continues walking towards her, the clunk8ng sound of metal against dirt ringing a little clearer
A good couple hundred feet out from the main village, a figure trudges along the dirt road towards town, the clinking sound if metal against the ground filling the air around them. Their body has a hooded cloak wrapped around it, and odd pale blue light emanating from under it, as it does from what seems to be their eyes.
Nai, walking through town, sees them and waves distractedly.
The figure, seemingly wearing a metallic mask, tilts their head and mimics her wave
She continues walking, but slows somewhat upon noticing their metal nature.
Perception?
The figure continues walking towards her, the clunk8ng sound of metal against dirt ringing a little clearer
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“Uhhh… can you take a step back, man?”
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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.
A good couple hundred feet out from the main village, a figure trudges along the dirt road towards town, the clinking sound if metal against the ground filling the air around them. Their body has a hooded cloak wrapped around it, and odd pale blue light emanating from under it, as it does from what seems to be their eyes.
Nai, walking through town, sees them and waves distractedly.
The figure, seemingly wearing a metallic mask, tilts their head and mimics her wave
She continues walking, but slows somewhat upon noticing their metal nature.
Perception?
The figure continues walking towards her, the clunk8ng sound of metal against dirt ringing a little clearer
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“Uhhh… can you take a step back, man?”
She feels a little nauseous, but not much else
The figure pauses, making a low metallic noise as it speaks (what languages does she know?)
"Do you like flowers."
Nick frowns and takes their hands. "What happened?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She continues walking, but slows somewhat upon noticing their metal nature.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*I am returned from lunch*
*Yaay!*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He shrugs, "They're nice,"
"Just um... rough customers." He winces a little, "Got a little rowdy"
Perception?
The figure continues walking towards her, the clunk8ng sound of metal against dirt ringing a little clearer
"Nice. Thats a lame description."
"Do you mind if i come in? i know a simple healing spell that could help with this."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I'm not exactly a druid here." He smirks, sitting down next to theren
"I-its messy t-though..." he seems hesitant to let someone in with the shrine in disrepair
Theren smiles. "i coulda guessed that. My wife is a druid so its easy to figure them out."
"I dont care. All i care about is getting you patched up."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Yeah, best I could do is a ranger if I wanted to try and learn about nature." He chuckles, shaking his head lightly
Rory hesitantly opens the door more, the shrine dark, "F-fine... come in"
(hello)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
"being a ranger aint that bad." he says with a smile
Nick makes him sit down on a bench as he casts cure wounds
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I'm sure it is. But I don't got a magical bone in my rabbits foot, let alone a decent affinity for nature magic." He says with a laugj
Rory wasn't showing it before, but as Nick heals him, he can tell that the shrinekeeper was hurt pretty badly, more than just bruises
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“Uhhh… can you take a step back, man?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Theren laughs. "Nor did i. Magic is learned mate."
Nicks eyes well up with tears. "What happened to you? Please be honest."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She feels a little nauseous, but not much else
The figure pauses, making a low metallic noise as it speaks (what languages does she know?)
"I guess. But I got someone to take care of, not enough time to learn that sorta thing." He sighs
Rory looks down at his feet quietly, "Just s-some angry people who I c-couldnt help...."
"Yeah?"
"Hey hey...its ok. You cant always help everyone."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He nods, "She hasn't taken the move well, stays at the inn most of the day. And I tend to be working at the docks most days" He says with a sigh
"I.... I'm disappointed in myself Nick... I'm supposed to protect t-this place."
(anyone open?)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin