Fos is swimming around the lake, trying to see how deep she could go before needing to come up for air.
Russ is sharpening his hooked blade while humming something to himself.
William is stress cooking, grumbling to himself as he does.
*hey wendo? can you read the pm I sent you?*
*Yep!*
*and reply?*
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
The hunter is fighting a particularly problematic owlbear in the forest. He wields a kris cane sword, moving so fast that he's barely visible. Neither party has landed a single blow on the other. The hunter seems to be looking for an opening to kill the monstrosity with a single strike.
The hunter is fighting a particularly problematic owlbear in the forest. He wields a kris cane sword, moving so fast that he's barely visible. Neither party has landed a single blow on the other. The hunter seems to be looking for an opening to kill the monstrosity with a single strike.
Lore watches from a distance, leaning against a tree. Her eyes follow the fight as her dogs sit at her feet, eyes glinting.
A shockingly cold breeze blows through the town square, frost seeming to form on the tiles for a moment. Heat starts to return to the area after a few seconds, a figure coming into town on the back of a cart. They wear an odd outfit for the weather, a long winter coat with a fur lined hood, the fabric of the coat a light blue color. With the hood pulled up all the way, their face is slightly obscured by shadow, eyes glowing white through it. This only lasts for a moment though, as they pull down the hood a bit to take a bite out of a fruit, revealing a pale fair skinned human with silvery grey eyes and long messy white hair. As the cart passes through, they seem to take in the town along the main road, dropping off the edge of the cart as it passes the inn
*Anyone?*
*well uh, more characters*
Rory is alone in the shrine, lights turned off
Bunker is in the town square, enjoying the cheerful atmosphere
Efflorence is wandering about the town, humming to himself
A shockingly cold breeze blows through the town square, frost seeming to form on the tiles for a moment. Heat starts to return to the area after a few seconds, a figure coming into town on the back of a cart. They wear an odd outfit for the weather, a long winter coat with a fur lined hood, the fabric of the coat a light blue color. With the hood pulled up all the way, their face is slightly obscured by shadow, eyes glowing white through it. This only lasts for a moment though, as they pull down the hood a bit to take a bite out of a fruit, revealing a pale fair skinned human with silvery grey eyes and long messy white hair. As the cart passes through, they seem to take in the town along the main road, dropping off the edge of the cart as it passes the inn
Lazarus is whetting their blade outside the inn, as sees the newcommer. "Who might you be, Frostbite?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
The hunter is fighting a particularly problematic owlbear in the forest. He wields a kris cane sword, moving so fast that he's barely visible. Neither party has landed a single blow on the other. The hunter seems to be looking for an opening to kill the monstrosity with a single strike.
Lore watches from a distance, leaning against a tree. Her eyes follow the fight as her dogs sit at her feet, eyes glinting.
The hunter suddenly stops moving, just standing in front of it. The owlbear rears up to crush the man in the gatorskin coat... but in an instant, the sword's grip seems to be reversed and the owlbear holds perfectly still. It falls to the ground, its head falling off as the hunter dodges back to avoid it. The man had spun his sword so fast that it couldn't be seen. Even now, his sword has been re-inserted into his cane, all the blood splattered onto the ground next to him.
He begins to take out some cooking utensils, then suddenly turns and sees Lore. He hadn't noticed her before.
A shockingly cold breeze blows through the town square, frost seeming to form on the tiles for a moment. Heat starts to return to the area after a few seconds, a figure coming into town on the back of a cart. They wear an odd outfit for the weather, a long winter coat with a fur lined hood, the fabric of the coat a light blue color. With the hood pulled up all the way, their face is slightly obscured by shadow, eyes glowing white through it. This only lasts for a moment though, as they pull down the hood a bit to take a bite out of a fruit, revealing a pale fair skinned human with silvery grey eyes and long messy white hair. As the cart passes through, they seem to take in the town along the main road, dropping off the edge of the cart as it passes the inn
Lazarus is whetting their blade outside the inn, as sees the newcommer. "Who might you be, Frostbite?"
"Actually my name is Aspen" they say with a soft smile, "I'm new to this town"
A shockingly cold breeze blows through the town square, frost seeming to form on the tiles for a moment. Heat starts to return to the area after a few seconds, a figure coming into town on the back of a cart. They wear an odd outfit for the weather, a long winter coat with a fur lined hood, the fabric of the coat a light blue color. With the hood pulled up all the way, their face is slightly obscured by shadow, eyes glowing white through it. This only lasts for a moment though, as they pull down the hood a bit to take a bite out of a fruit, revealing a pale fair skinned human with silvery grey eyes and long messy white hair. As the cart passes through, they seem to take in the town along the main road, dropping off the edge of the cart as it passes the inn
Lazarus is whetting their blade outside the inn, as sees the newcommer. "Who might you be, Frostbite?"
"Actually my name is Aspen" they say with a soft smile, "I'm new to this town"
*Reminds me of John Mulaney's comedy sketch*
They offer a hand to shake. "Ah, but that tells me little. An aura of frost covers you. Some feyish magic?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A shockingly cold breeze blows through the town square, frost seeming to form on the tiles for a moment. Heat starts to return to the area after a few seconds, a figure coming into town on the back of a cart. They wear an odd outfit for the weather, a long winter coat with a fur lined hood, the fabric of the coat a light blue color. With the hood pulled up all the way, their face is slightly obscured by shadow, eyes glowing white through it. This only lasts for a moment though, as they pull down the hood a bit to take a bite out of a fruit, revealing a pale fair skinned human with silvery grey eyes and long messy white hair. As the cart passes through, they seem to take in the town along the main road, dropping off the edge of the cart as it passes the inn
Lazarus is whetting their blade outside the inn, as sees the newcommer. "Who might you be, Frostbite?"
"Actually my name is Aspen" they say with a soft smile, "I'm new to this town"
*Reminds me of John Mulaney's comedy sketch*
They offer a hand to shake. "Ah, but that tells me little. An aura of frost covers you. Some feyish magic?"
*which one?*
"Hm? I'm not sure what you mean, I don't have a tie to the fey." They shake their hand
A shockingly cold breeze blows through the town square, frost seeming to form on the tiles for a moment. Heat starts to return to the area after a few seconds, a figure coming into town on the back of a cart. They wear an odd outfit for the weather, a long winter coat with a fur lined hood, the fabric of the coat a light blue color. With the hood pulled up all the way, their face is slightly obscured by shadow, eyes glowing white through it. This only lasts for a moment though, as they pull down the hood a bit to take a bite out of a fruit, revealing a pale fair skinned human with silvery grey eyes and long messy white hair. As the cart passes through, they seem to take in the town along the main road, dropping off the edge of the cart as it passes the inn
Lazarus is whetting their blade outside the inn, as sees the newcommer. "Who might you be, Frostbite?"
"Actually my name is Aspen" they say with a soft smile, "I'm new to this town"
*Reminds me of John Mulaney's comedy sketch*
They offer a hand to shake. "Ah, but that tells me little. An aura of frost covers you. Some feyish magic?"
*which one?*
"Hm? I'm not sure what you mean, I don't have a tie to the fey." They shake their hand
*im gay, I have aids, and I’m new in town*
”Another time. And what about the clothes? Seems strange for the turn of spring into summer.”
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A shockingly cold breeze blows through the town square, frost seeming to form on the tiles for a moment. Heat starts to return to the area after a few seconds, a figure coming into town on the back of a cart. They wear an odd outfit for the weather, a long winter coat with a fur lined hood, the fabric of the coat a light blue color. With the hood pulled up all the way, their face is slightly obscured by shadow, eyes glowing white through it. This only lasts for a moment though, as they pull down the hood a bit to take a bite out of a fruit, revealing a pale fair skinned human with silvery grey eyes and long messy white hair. As the cart passes through, they seem to take in the town along the main road, dropping off the edge of the cart as it passes the inn
Lazarus is whetting their blade outside the inn, as sees the newcommer. "Who might you be, Frostbite?"
"Actually my name is Aspen" they say with a soft smile, "I'm new to this town"
*Reminds me of John Mulaney's comedy sketch*
They offer a hand to shake. "Ah, but that tells me little. An aura of frost covers you. Some feyish magic?"
*which one?*
"Hm? I'm not sure what you mean, I don't have a tie to the fey." They shake their hand
*im gay, I have aids, and I’m new in town*
”Another time. And what about the clothes? Seems strange for the turn of spring into summer.”
*thank you for guessing my character concept perfectly lmao* *mostly kidding*
The hunter is trying to turn in a bounty, but the person who put up the poster is refusing to pay him even a single copper for the head of the bull owlbear. "You bounty hunters are all disgusting, but you're the worst of them. I know you, Shrike. You eat your kills like some sort of animal. You're no better than your bounties.
Sytosc is grilling a salmon by the lake.
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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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He smirks "Hm, sure." He says, raising a brow.
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
*and reply?*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
The hunter is fighting a particularly problematic owlbear in the forest. He wields a kris cane sword, moving so fast that he's barely visible. Neither party has landed a single blow on the other. The hunter seems to be looking for an opening to kill the monstrosity with a single strike.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Lore watches from a distance, leaning against a tree. Her eyes follow the fight as her dogs sit at her feet, 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
*Anyone?*
*well uh, more characters*
Rory is alone in the shrine, lights turned off
Bunker is in the town square, enjoying the cheerful atmosphere
Efflorence is wandering about the town, humming to himself
*Hi, I'm back*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Lazarus is whetting their blade outside the inn, as sees the newcommer. "Who might you be, Frostbite?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
The hunter suddenly stops moving, just standing in front of it. The owlbear rears up to crush the man in the gatorskin coat... but in an instant, the sword's grip seems to be reversed and the owlbear holds perfectly still. It falls to the ground, its head falling off as the hunter dodges back to avoid it. The man had spun his sword so fast that it couldn't be seen. Even now, his sword has been re-inserted into his cane, all the blood splattered onto the ground next to him.
He begins to take out some cooking utensils, then suddenly turns and sees Lore. He hadn't noticed her before.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Actually my name is Aspen" they say with a soft smile, "I'm new to this town"
*Reminds me of John Mulaney's comedy sketch*
They offer a hand to shake. "Ah, but that tells me little. An aura of frost covers you. Some feyish magic?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Anyone on?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
(I just got back on)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*How are you doing moon?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*which one?*
"Hm? I'm not sure what you mean, I don't have a tie to the fey." They shake their hand
*I am here.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*cool, actives? Also, what is the hunter up to?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
(i'm doing well. who do you have active?)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*im gay, I have aids, and I’m new in town*
”Another time. And what about the clothes? Seems strange for the turn of spring into summer.”
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*thank you for guessing my character concept perfectly lmao* *mostly kidding*
"I have.... poor blood flow."
The hunter is trying to turn in a bounty, but the person who put up the poster is refusing to pay him even a single copper for the head of the bull owlbear. "You bounty hunters are all disgusting, but you're the worst of them. I know you, Shrike. You eat your kills like some sort of animal. You're no better than your bounties.
Sytosc is grilling a salmon by the lake.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels