Nick glares at them, irises gold, like the aura. "You don't get it. You're used to killing. You're soldiers."
The troopers collapse as the rest turn on their airtight suit functions.
"I miss you.." he mumbles into Phoenix's shirt.
"I know that. Which is why I'm putting myself in your mindset. I just killed some people which is wrong but they, obviously, were going to hurt you. What I see now is self defense." He explained.
Angel appears, like a light around the darkness. "Hello there. Happy to see me again?" He asks, smiling gently.
"I miss you too." he says, kissing their head.
Nicks hands ball into fists. "I don't think you can understand."
"SET TO LETHAL!" one troopers shouts.
Attack: 16 Damage: 20
Attack: 23 Damage: 15
Jack hugs back even tighter, if that's even possible.
Antonio smiles gently "I spent five years as a friend to Vincent. Then after he had an incident, I spent another five learning psychology and intense emotion response. I have seen many a thing. Some of them civilians, some of them in the army with me. Some of them my enemies. I want to help you, because Vincent sees you as a friend and if he see's you as one, then I do too"
A shield made from black smoky energy forms suddenly, deflecting the fire. He chuckles "I am going to make one thing very clear so it's best to listen now. You are going to take me to your leader or commander and I am going to talk with them. If you don't do this, I can assure you that I will make your death painful and very very slow."
"Ok ok. Crushing me."
The aura fades a bit as Nick slumps against the bench. "I'm sorry....i-i didn't m-mean to snap at you..."
The troopers look at one another before nodding. "Make the smoke go away and we will."
"I'm sorry.." he pulls away.
Vincent appears around the corner and smiles "I got them back to the living again. Wiped their memories, applied anesthesia, and dumped them outside of town." He says to Antonio. He then turns his attention to Nick and kneels down, tilting his head like a dog and smiles gently "Hi.."
"If I do that, all your weapons must be handed over. Knives, gun, everything." He said and waves a hand. A huge dog made from rippling shadows appears from behind him, snarling. It opens it's mouth, as if that's where they are to put their weaponry.
Nick glares at them, irises gold, like the aura. "You don't get it. You're used to killing. You're soldiers."
The troopers collapse as the rest turn on their airtight suit functions.
"I miss you.." he mumbles into Phoenix's shirt.
"I know that. Which is why I'm putting myself in your mindset. I just killed some people which is wrong but they, obviously, were going to hurt you. What I see now is self defense." He explained.
Angel appears, like a light around the darkness. "Hello there. Happy to see me again?" He asks, smiling gently.
"I miss you too." he says, kissing their head.
Nicks hands ball into fists. "I don't think you can understand."
"SET TO LETHAL!" one troopers shouts.
Attack: 16 Damage: 20
Attack: 23 Damage: 15
Jack hugs back even tighter, if that's even possible.
Antonio smiles gently "I spent five years as a friend to Vincent. Then after he had an incident, I spent another five learning psychology and intense emotion response. I have seen many a thing. Some of them civilians, some of them in the army with me. Some of them my enemies. I want to help you, because Vincent sees you as a friend and if he see's you as one, then I do too"
A shield made from black smoky energy forms suddenly, deflecting the fire. He chuckles "I am going to make one thing very clear so it's best to listen now. You are going to take me to your leader or commander and I am going to talk with them. If you don't do this, I can assure you that I will make your death painful and very very slow."
"Ok ok. Crushing me."
The aura fades a bit as Nick slumps against the bench. "I'm sorry....i-i didn't m-mean to snap at you..."
The troopers look at one another before nodding. "Make the smoke go away and we will."
"I'm sorry.." he pulls away.
Vincent appears around the corner and smiles "I got them back to the living again. Wiped their memories, applied anesthesia, and dumped them outside of town." He says to Antonio. He then turns his attention to Nick and kneels down, tilting his head like a dog and smiles gently "Hi.."
"If I do that, all your weapons must be handed over. Knives, gun, everything." He said and waves a hand. A huge dog made from rippling shadows appears from behind him, snarling. It opens it's mouth, as if that's where they are to put their weaponry.
"No need to apologize." he says, gently taking their hands
Nick looks away, tears welling up in his eyes again.
"Nah. We keep our weapons. Its part of our religion."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Mauric stands back up, and attempts to approach. “It’s alright. You were defending yourself.”
"That's a vaili haven't seen in a minute."
"NO! NO ITS NOT OK!"
Caramel attempts to put the item on him, and succeeds after a few attempts. Healing magic washes over you.
“Okay. Honestly, you’re right. It isn’t okay, but that doesn’t mean we can’t do something rational. Things aren’t good now, but they’re going to BE okay.”
"Cool." he grumbles, sitting up
He aura pulses brighter, forcing them further back. "NO ITS NOT! I MURDERED THEM!"
<Why does this keep happening to you?>
”I understand that,” Mauric says loudly and firmly, “but if you keep yelling that we’ll get caught and arrested! You need to calm down just for a second, please!” Persuasion check: 16
Mauric stands back up, and attempts to approach. “It’s alright. You were defending yourself.”
"That's a vaili haven't seen in a minute."
"NO! NO ITS NOT OK!"
Caramel attempts to put the item on him, and succeeds after a few attempts. Healing magic washes over you.
“Okay. Honestly, you’re right. It isn’t okay, but that doesn’t mean we can’t do something rational. Things aren’t good now, but they’re going to BE okay.”
"Cool." he grumbles, sitting up
He aura pulses brighter, forcing them further back. "NO ITS NOT! I MURDERED THEM!"
<Why does this keep happening to you?>
”I understand that,” Mauric says loudly and firmly, “but if you keep yelling that we’ll get caught and arrested! You need to calm down just for a second, please!” Persuasion check: Dice rolls not yet available for this section.
"Its bad luck."
*might wanna re-roll.*
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Mauric stands back up, and attempts to approach. “It’s alright. You were defending yourself.”
"That's a vaili haven't seen in a minute."
"NO! NO ITS NOT OK!"
Caramel attempts to put the item on him, and succeeds after a few attempts. Healing magic washes over you.
“Okay. Honestly, you’re right. It isn’t okay, but that doesn’t mean we can’t do something rational. Things aren’t good now, but they’re going to BE okay.”
"Cool." he grumbles, sitting up
He aura pulses brighter, forcing them further back. "NO ITS NOT! I MURDERED THEM!"
<Why does this keep happening to you?>
”I understand that,” Mauric says loudly and firmly, “but if you keep yelling that we’ll get caught and arrested! You need to calm down just for a second, please!” Persuasion check: Dice rolls not yet available for this section.
"Its bad luck."
*might wanna re-roll.*
<Bad luck meaning ‘rabid hook horror colony’?>
26
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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.
Nick glares at them, irises gold, like the aura. "You don't get it. You're used to killing. You're soldiers."
The troopers collapse as the rest turn on their airtight suit functions.
"I miss you.." he mumbles into Phoenix's shirt.
"I know that. Which is why I'm putting myself in your mindset. I just killed some people which is wrong but they, obviously, were going to hurt you. What I see now is self defense." He explained.
Angel appears, like a light around the darkness. "Hello there. Happy to see me again?" He asks, smiling gently.
"I miss you too." he says, kissing their head.
Nicks hands ball into fists. "I don't think you can understand."
"SET TO LETHAL!" one troopers shouts.
Attack: 16 Damage: 20
Attack: 23 Damage: 15
Jack hugs back even tighter, if that's even possible.
Antonio smiles gently "I spent five years as a friend to Vincent. Then after he had an incident, I spent another five learning psychology and intense emotion response. I have seen many a thing. Some of them civilians, some of them in the army with me. Some of them my enemies. I want to help you, because Vincent sees you as a friend and if he see's you as one, then I do too"
A shield made from black smoky energy forms suddenly, deflecting the fire. He chuckles "I am going to make one thing very clear so it's best to listen now. You are going to take me to your leader or commander and I am going to talk with them. If you don't do this, I can assure you that I will make your death painful and very very slow."
"Ok ok. Crushing me."
The aura fades a bit as Nick slumps against the bench. "I'm sorry....i-i didn't m-mean to snap at you..."
The troopers look at one another before nodding. "Make the smoke go away and we will."
"I'm sorry.." he pulls away.
Vincent appears around the corner and smiles "I got them back to the living again. Wiped their memories, applied anesthesia, and dumped them outside of town." He says to Antonio. He then turns his attention to Nick and kneels down, tilting his head like a dog and smiles gently "Hi.."
"If I do that, all your weapons must be handed over. Knives, gun, everything." He said and waves a hand. A huge dog made from rippling shadows appears from behind him, snarling. It opens it's mouth, as if that's where they are to put their weaponry.
"No need to apologize." he says, gently taking their hands
Nick looks away, tears welling up in his eyes again.
"Nah. We keep our weapons. Its part of our religion."
He nods and stares at the ground "I'm sorry.. still."
Vincent looks concerned. He sits at Nick's feet quietly.
"I don't care if it's your religion, your diet, or your mother's. It goes in the dogs mouth and you'll get it back once I'm done speaking to your commander." He said, chuckling.
Mauric stands back up, and attempts to approach. “It’s alright. You were defending yourself.”
"That's a vaili haven't seen in a minute."
"NO! NO ITS NOT OK!"
Caramel attempts to put the item on him, and succeeds after a few attempts. Healing magic washes over you.
“Okay. Honestly, you’re right. It isn’t okay, but that doesn’t mean we can’t do something rational. Things aren’t good now, but they’re going to BE okay.”
"Cool." he grumbles, sitting up
He aura pulses brighter, forcing them further back. "NO ITS NOT! I MURDERED THEM!"
<Why does this keep happening to you?>
”I understand that,” Mauric says loudly and firmly, “but if you keep yelling that we’ll get caught and arrested! You need to calm down just for a second, please!” Persuasion check: Dice rolls not yet available for this section.
"Its bad luck."
*might wanna re-roll.*
<Bad luck meaning ‘rabid hook horror colony’?>
10
"Something like that."
He frowns. "I DONT CARE."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Nick glares at them, irises gold, like the aura. "You don't get it. You're used to killing. You're soldiers."
The troopers collapse as the rest turn on their airtight suit functions.
"I miss you.." he mumbles into Phoenix's shirt.
"I know that. Which is why I'm putting myself in your mindset. I just killed some people which is wrong but they, obviously, were going to hurt you. What I see now is self defense." He explained.
Angel appears, like a light around the darkness. "Hello there. Happy to see me again?" He asks, smiling gently.
"I miss you too." he says, kissing their head.
Nicks hands ball into fists. "I don't think you can understand."
"SET TO LETHAL!" one troopers shouts.
Attack: 16 Damage: 20
Attack: 23 Damage: 15
Jack hugs back even tighter, if that's even possible.
Antonio smiles gently "I spent five years as a friend to Vincent. Then after he had an incident, I spent another five learning psychology and intense emotion response. I have seen many a thing. Some of them civilians, some of them in the army with me. Some of them my enemies. I want to help you, because Vincent sees you as a friend and if he see's you as one, then I do too"
A shield made from black smoky energy forms suddenly, deflecting the fire. He chuckles "I am going to make one thing very clear so it's best to listen now. You are going to take me to your leader or commander and I am going to talk with them. If you don't do this, I can assure you that I will make your death painful and very very slow."
"Ok ok. Crushing me."
The aura fades a bit as Nick slumps against the bench. "I'm sorry....i-i didn't m-mean to snap at you..."
The troopers look at one another before nodding. "Make the smoke go away and we will."
"I'm sorry.." he pulls away.
Vincent appears around the corner and smiles "I got them back to the living again. Wiped their memories, applied anesthesia, and dumped them outside of town." He says to Antonio. He then turns his attention to Nick and kneels down, tilting his head like a dog and smiles gently "Hi.."
"If I do that, all your weapons must be handed over. Knives, gun, everything." He said and waves a hand. A huge dog made from rippling shadows appears from behind him, snarling. It opens it's mouth, as if that's where they are to put their weaponry.
"No need to apologize." he says, gently taking their hands
Nick looks away, tears welling up in his eyes again.
"Nah. We keep our weapons. Its part of our religion."
He nods and stares at the ground "I'm sorry.. still."
Vincent looks concerned. He sits at Nick's feet quietly.
"I don't care if it's your religion, your diet, or your mother's. It goes in the dogs mouth and you'll get it back once I'm done speaking to your commander." He said, chuckling.
"About what?"
Nick sniffles a bit. "Y-you m-must think I'm a monster..."
"No." the troopers says simply. "If you can't respect that then we'll die for the empire."
Mauric stands back up, and attempts to approach. “It’s alright. You were defending yourself.”
"That's a vaili haven't seen in a minute."
"NO! NO ITS NOT OK!"
Caramel attempts to put the item on him, and succeeds after a few attempts. Healing magic washes over you.
“Okay. Honestly, you’re right. It isn’t okay, but that doesn’t mean we can’t do something rational. Things aren’t good now, but they’re going to BE okay.”
"Cool." he grumbles, sitting up
He aura pulses brighter, forcing them further back. "NO ITS NOT! I MURDERED THEM!"
<Why does this keep happening to you?>
”I understand that,” Mauric says loudly and firmly, “but if you keep yelling that we’ll get caught and arrested! You need to calm down just for a second, please!” Persuasion check: Dice rolls not yet available for this section.
"Its bad luck."
*might wanna re-roll.*
<Bad luck meaning ‘rabid hook horror colony’?>
10
"Something like that."
He frowns. "I DONT CARE."
<I’m gonna need more exact wording than that.>
“Alright, please don’t be mad at me later for this then.” Mauric casts entangle centered on Nick. “I’m sorry!”
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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.
Mauric stands back up, and attempts to approach. “It’s alright. You were defending yourself.”
"That's a vaili haven't seen in a minute."
"NO! NO ITS NOT OK!"
Caramel attempts to put the item on him, and succeeds after a few attempts. Healing magic washes over you.
“Okay. Honestly, you’re right. It isn’t okay, but that doesn’t mean we can’t do something rational. Things aren’t good now, but they’re going to BE okay.”
"Cool." he grumbles, sitting up
He aura pulses brighter, forcing them further back. "NO ITS NOT! I MURDERED THEM!"
<Why does this keep happening to you?>
”I understand that,” Mauric says loudly and firmly, “but if you keep yelling that we’ll get caught and arrested! You need to calm down just for a second, please!” Persuasion check: Dice rolls not yet available for this section.
"Its bad luck."
*might wanna re-roll.*
<Bad luck meaning ‘rabid hook horror colony’?>
10
"Something like that."
He frowns. "I DONT CARE."
<I’m gonna need more exact wording than that.>
“Alright, please don’t be mad at me later for this then.” Mauric casts entangle centered on Nick. “I’m sorry!”
"Yes. It was that."
STR: 19
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Nick glares at them, irises gold, like the aura. "You don't get it. You're used to killing. You're soldiers."
The troopers collapse as the rest turn on their airtight suit functions.
"I miss you.." he mumbles into Phoenix's shirt.
"I know that. Which is why I'm putting myself in your mindset. I just killed some people which is wrong but they, obviously, were going to hurt you. What I see now is self defense." He explained.
Angel appears, like a light around the darkness. "Hello there. Happy to see me again?" He asks, smiling gently.
"I miss you too." he says, kissing their head.
Nicks hands ball into fists. "I don't think you can understand."
"SET TO LETHAL!" one troopers shouts.
Attack: 16 Damage: 20
Attack: 23 Damage: 15
Jack hugs back even tighter, if that's even possible.
Antonio smiles gently "I spent five years as a friend to Vincent. Then after he had an incident, I spent another five learning psychology and intense emotion response. I have seen many a thing. Some of them civilians, some of them in the army with me. Some of them my enemies. I want to help you, because Vincent sees you as a friend and if he see's you as one, then I do too"
A shield made from black smoky energy forms suddenly, deflecting the fire. He chuckles "I am going to make one thing very clear so it's best to listen now. You are going to take me to your leader or commander and I am going to talk with them. If you don't do this, I can assure you that I will make your death painful and very very slow."
"Ok ok. Crushing me."
The aura fades a bit as Nick slumps against the bench. "I'm sorry....i-i didn't m-mean to snap at you..."
The troopers look at one another before nodding. "Make the smoke go away and we will."
"I'm sorry.." he pulls away.
Vincent appears around the corner and smiles "I got them back to the living again. Wiped their memories, applied anesthesia, and dumped them outside of town." He says to Antonio. He then turns his attention to Nick and kneels down, tilting his head like a dog and smiles gently "Hi.."
"If I do that, all your weapons must be handed over. Knives, gun, everything." He said and waves a hand. A huge dog made from rippling shadows appears from behind him, snarling. It opens it's mouth, as if that's where they are to put their weaponry.
"No need to apologize." he says, gently taking their hands
Nick looks away, tears welling up in his eyes again.
"Nah. We keep our weapons. Its part of our religion."
He nods and stares at the ground "I'm sorry.. still."
Vincent looks concerned. He sits at Nick's feet quietly.
"I don't care if it's your religion, your diet, or your mother's. It goes in the dogs mouth and you'll get it back once I'm done speaking to your commander." He said, chuckling.
"About what?"
Nick sniffles a bit. "Y-you m-must think I'm a monster..."
"No." the troopers says simply. "If you can't respect that then we'll die for the empire."
Angel is still a bit sore from the beating he took from the stormtroopers. He is sitting inside the tavern, drinking coffee while flexing his hands to try and see if they still work.
William is sipping coffee while counting tips in his office.
Richard is sharpening his nails, taking a stroll outside.
*hmmm, who to use today*
Argent walks into the tavern, wearing their plague doctor mask as usual
Jason is enjoying the cloudy morning
Anastasius is reading from an old necromancy tome
Rory is taking a shortcut back to the shrine to avoid any potentially hostile people, mumbling about funds to himself
Angel looks up and throws a warm smile Argent's way.
Richard watches Rory and snaps his fingers with a huff. Back in the shrine, a pile of gold coins has appear. About 60,000 gold coins to be exact.
They seem to smile back, tho as usual the mask doesn't show it. They walk over to angels table, "May I sit?"
Rory stumbles a little, dropping some stuff. He sighs, kneeling down to pick it up, "Gods, not my month..."
"Of course!" He beams "My name is Anthony but you can call me Angel." He says.
Richard appears besides him, picking him up. He snaps his fingers and the items put themselves in the bag. "Are you okay?" He asks.
"Argent" They say, sitting down at the table, absentmindedly tracing the grain kf the wood, "Nice to meet you"
"I.... I don't know right know" He sighs, looking more tired than usual as he picks back up the bag "Thank you"
"What's your mask made from?" Angel asks, tilting his head.
"Anything for you." He said and walks back to the shrine.
"Leather, I like how it fits" They hum
Rory smiles a little from that, following behind him
Mauric stands back up, and attempts to approach. “It’s alright. You were defending yourself.”
"That's a vaili haven't seen in a minute."
"NO! NO ITS NOT OK!"
Caramel attempts to put the item on him, and succeeds after a few attempts. Healing magic washes over you.
“Okay. Honestly, you’re right. It isn’t okay, but that doesn’t mean we can’t do something rational. Things aren’t good now, but they’re going to BE okay.”
"Cool." he grumbles, sitting up
He aura pulses brighter, forcing them further back. "NO ITS NOT! I MURDERED THEM!"
<Why does this keep happening to you?>
”I understand that,” Mauric says loudly and firmly, “but if you keep yelling that we’ll get caught and arrested! You need to calm down just for a second, please!” Persuasion check: Dice rolls not yet available for this section.
"Its bad luck."
*might wanna re-roll.*
<Bad luck meaning ‘rabid hook horror colony’?>
10
"Something like that."
He frowns. "I DONT CARE."
<I’m gonna need more exact wording than that.>
“Alright, please don’t be mad at me later for this then.” Mauric casts entangle centered on Nick. “I’m sorry!”
"Yes. It was that."
STR: 14
<Really? Really??>
Fail. Roots and vines trap Nick. “I’m so so so sorry.” Mauric says, and he looks to very much mean it. “I really like you, but I don’t want to get blown through the wall by your magic OR arrested. We need to clean this up and get rid of the bodies.”
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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.
Mauric stands back up, and attempts to approach. “It’s alright. You were defending yourself.”
"That's a vaili haven't seen in a minute."
"NO! NO ITS NOT OK!"
Caramel attempts to put the item on him, and succeeds after a few attempts. Healing magic washes over you.
“Okay. Honestly, you’re right. It isn’t okay, but that doesn’t mean we can’t do something rational. Things aren’t good now, but they’re going to BE okay.”
"Cool." he grumbles, sitting up
He aura pulses brighter, forcing them further back. "NO ITS NOT! I MURDERED THEM!"
<Why does this keep happening to you?>
”I understand that,” Mauric says loudly and firmly, “but if you keep yelling that we’ll get caught and arrested! You need to calm down just for a second, please!” Persuasion check: Dice rolls not yet available for this section.
"Its bad luck."
*might wanna re-roll.*
<Bad luck meaning ‘rabid hook horror colony’?>
10
"Something like that."
He frowns. "I DONT CARE."
<I’m gonna need more exact wording than that.>
“Alright, please don’t be mad at me later for this then.” Mauric casts entangle centered on Nick. “I’m sorry!”
"Yes. It was that."
STR: 14
<Really? Really??>
Fail. Roots and vines trap Nick. “I’m so so so sorry.” Mauric says, and he looks to very much mean it. “I really like you, but I don’t want to get blown through the wall by your magic OR arrested. We need to clean this up and get rid of the bodies.”
He nods.
His aura flares, making the vines slowly disintegrate.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Nick sniffles a bit. "Y-you m-must think I'm a monster..."
"No." the troopers says simply. "If you can't respect that then we'll die for the empire."
"Me in particular.."
Vincent shakes his head "No. Not at all."
*DEX SAVES ALL AROUND. >:3*
"What? No. Your perfect."
Nick stays quiet.
*WHy must you hurt me like this.* DEX: 17
"No one's perfect.. it's a law of universe.." he mutters into his chest "Especially not me.."
Vincent looks up at him, tilting his head from side to side.
Knives pierce their armor again, this time attached to red strings. Angel tilts his head and waves a hand. The smoke rises around them, sensing the holes in their armor now from the knives. "Last chance amigos."
Angel is still a bit sore from the beating he took from the stormtroopers. He is sitting inside the tavern, drinking coffee while flexing his hands to try and see if they still work.
William is sipping coffee while counting tips in his office.
Richard is sharpening his nails, taking a stroll outside.
*hmmm, who to use today*
Argent walks into the tavern, wearing their plague doctor mask as usual
Jason is enjoying the cloudy morning
Anastasius is reading from an old necromancy tome
Rory is taking a shortcut back to the shrine to avoid any potentially hostile people, mumbling about funds to himself
Angel looks up and throws a warm smile Argent's way.
Richard watches Rory and snaps his fingers with a huff. Back in the shrine, a pile of gold coins has appear. About 60,000 gold coins to be exact.
They seem to smile back, tho as usual the mask doesn't show it. They walk over to angels table, "May I sit?"
Rory stumbles a little, dropping some stuff. He sighs, kneeling down to pick it up, "Gods, not my month..."
"Of course!" He beams "My name is Anthony but you can call me Angel." He says.
Richard appears besides him, picking him up. He snaps his fingers and the items put themselves in the bag. "Are you okay?" He asks.
"Argent" They say, sitting down at the table, absentmindedly tracing the grain kf the wood, "Nice to meet you"
"I.... I don't know right know" He sighs, looking more tired than usual as he picks back up the bag "Thank you"
"What's your mask made from?" Angel asks, tilting his head.
"Anything for you." He said and walks back to the shrine.
"Leather, I like how it fits" They hum
Rory smiles a little from that, following behind him
"It's beautifully made I must say. Looks hand crafted." He said.
"How are you feeling?" He asked, raised an eyebrow.
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"I'm sorry.." he pulls away.
Vincent appears around the corner and smiles "I got them back to the living again. Wiped their memories, applied anesthesia, and dumped them outside of town." He says to Antonio. He then turns his attention to Nick and kneels down, tilting his head like a dog and smiles gently "Hi.."
"If I do that, all your weapons must be handed over. Knives, gun, everything." He said and waves a hand. A huge dog made from rippling shadows appears from behind him, snarling. It opens it's mouth, as if that's where they are to put their weaponry.
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
"No need to apologize." he says, gently taking their hands
Nick looks away, tears welling up in his eyes again.
"Nah. We keep our weapons. Its part of our religion."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
<Why does this keep happening to you?>
”I understand that,” Mauric says loudly and firmly, “but if you keep yelling that we’ll get caught and arrested! You need to calm down just for a second, please!” Persuasion check: 16
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Its bad luck."
*might wanna re-roll.*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
<Bad luck meaning ‘rabid hook horror colony’?>
26
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He nods and stares at the ground "I'm sorry.. still."
Vincent looks concerned. He sits at Nick's feet quietly.
"I don't care if it's your religion, your diet, or your mother's. It goes in the dogs mouth and you'll get it back once I'm done speaking to your commander." He said, chuckling.
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
"Something like that."
He frowns. "I DONT CARE."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"About what?"
Nick sniffles a bit. "Y-you m-must think I'm a monster..."
"No." the troopers says simply. "If you can't respect that then we'll die for the empire."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
<I’m gonna need more exact wording than that.>
“Alright, please don’t be mad at me later for this then.” Mauric casts entangle centered on Nick. “I’m sorry!”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Yes. It was that."
STR: 19
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Me in particular.."
Vincent shakes his head "No. Not at all."
*DEX SAVES ALL AROUND. >:3*
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
*Back for a bit*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"What? No. Your perfect."
Nick stays quiet.
*WHy must you hurt me like this.* DEX: 18
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Leather, I like how it fits" They hum
Rory smiles a little from that, following behind him
<Really? Really??>
Fail. Roots and vines trap Nick. “I’m so so so sorry.” Mauric says, and he looks to very much mean it. “I really like you, but I don’t want to get blown through the wall by your magic OR arrested. We need to clean this up and get rid of the bodies.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*gtg*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He nods.
His aura flares, making the vines slowly disintegrate.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"No one's perfect.. it's a law of universe.." he mutters into his chest "Especially not me.."
Vincent looks up at him, tilting his head from side to side.
Knives pierce their armor again, this time attached to red strings. Angel tilts his head and waves a hand. The smoke rises around them, sensing the holes in their armor now from the knives. "Last chance amigos."
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 people. How is it going?*
Raphael is enjoying the fire place
Meroving is reading
Throden-Ihtros is serving late lunch
Other characters are around the mainroom
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"It's beautifully made I must say. Looks hand crafted." He said.
"How are you feeling?" He asked, raised an eyebrow.
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