Jefferson is bellowing in rage at a cook who decided to sell his recipes behind his back. His eyes are glowing red and it's almost possible to see the fangs behind his mask. He has thrown him to the curb and has his meat cleaver in one hand, threatening this chef with everything under the sun.
Madre Delle Tenedre is sitting in her cafe, humming to herself as she watches over her pixies as they provide coffee and pastries for the customers.
Jack is reading in the library, taking notes in his spell book.
Jefferson is bellowing in rage at a cook who decided to sell his recipes behind his back. His eyes are glowing red and it's almost possible to see the fangs behind his mask. He has thrown him to the curb and has his meat cleaver in one hand, threatening this chef with everything under the sun.
Madre Delle Tenedre is sitting in her cafe, humming to herself as she watches over her pixies as they provide coffee and pastries for the customers.
Jack is reading in the library, taking notes in his spell book.
Gravedigger goes over to the two of them "I think is a bit of an overreaction"
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Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
Jefferson is bellowing in rage at a cook who decided to sell his recipes behind his back. His eyes are glowing red and it's almost possible to see the fangs behind his mask. He has thrown him to the curb and has his meat cleaver in one hand, threatening this chef with everything under the sun.
Madre Delle Tenedre is sitting in her cafe, humming to herself as she watches over her pixies as they provide coffee and pastries for the customers.
The sound of stone and iron clattering and the sound of hooves on the road can be heard.
Thirteen walks into the cafe, Caramel in his hood. He takes a seat.
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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.
Jefferson is bellowing in rage at a cook who decided to sell his recipes behind his back. His eyes are glowing red and it's almost possible to see the fangs behind his mask. He has thrown him to the curb and has his meat cleaver in one hand, threatening this chef with everything under the sun.
Madre Delle Tenedre is sitting in her cafe, humming to herself as she watches over her pixies as they provide coffee and pastries for the customers.
Jack is reading in the library, taking notes in his spell book.
Gravedigger goes over to the two of them "I think is a bit of an overreaction"
Jefferson snarls behind his mask, gripping his cleaver in one gloved hand "If you knew what I stood for, then you wouldn't think it would be." He growled.
Jefferson is bellowing in rage at a cook who decided to sell his recipes behind his back. His eyes are glowing red and it's almost possible to see the fangs behind his mask. He has thrown him to the curb and has his meat cleaver in one hand, threatening this chef with everything under the sun.
Madre Delle Tenedre is sitting in her cafe, humming to herself as she watches over her pixies as they provide coffee and pastries for the customers.
Jack is reading in the library, taking notes in his spell book.
Gravedigger goes over to the two of them "I think is a bit of an overreaction"
Jefferson snarls behind his mask, gripping his cleaver in one gloved hand "If you knew what I stood for, then you wouldn't think it would be." He growled.
"And what is it that you stand for?"
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Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
Jefferson is bellowing in rage at a cook who decided to sell his recipes behind his back. His eyes are glowing red and it's almost possible to see the fangs behind his mask. He has thrown him to the curb and has his meat cleaver in one hand, threatening this chef with everything under the sun.
Madre Delle Tenedre is sitting in her cafe, humming to herself as she watches over her pixies as they provide coffee and pastries for the customers.
The sound of stone and iron clattering and the sound of hooves on the road can be heard.
Thirteen walks into the cafe, Caramel in his hood. He takes a seat.
This gives the man ample time to escape as Jefferson turns to the source of the noise.
Madre Delle Tenedre looks over and beams "Hello there little necromancer."
Jefferson is bellowing in rage at a cook who decided to sell his recipes behind his back. His eyes are glowing red and it's almost possible to see the fangs behind his mask. He has thrown him to the curb and has his meat cleaver in one hand, threatening this chef with everything under the sun.
Madre Delle Tenedre is sitting in her cafe, humming to herself as she watches over her pixies as they provide coffee and pastries for the customers.
Jack is reading in the library, taking notes in his spell book.
Gravedigger goes over to the two of them "I think is a bit of an overreaction"
Jefferson snarls behind his mask, gripping his cleaver in one gloved hand "If you knew what I stood for, then you wouldn't think it would be." He growled.
"And what is it that you stand for?"
"Secrets and shadows, not bloody taking [GP] that isn't your's!" He roars
Jefferson is bellowing in rage at a cook who decided to sell his recipes behind his back. His eyes are glowing red and it's almost possible to see the fangs behind his mask. He has thrown him to the curb and has his meat cleaver in one hand, threatening this chef with everything under the sun.
Madre Delle Tenedre is sitting in her cafe, humming to herself as she watches over her pixies as they provide coffee and pastries for the customers.
Jack is reading in the library, taking notes in his spell book.
Gravedigger goes over to the two of them "I think is a bit of an overreaction"
Jefferson snarls behind his mask, gripping his cleaver in one gloved hand "If you knew what I stood for, then you wouldn't think it would be." He growled.
"And what is it that you stand for?"
"Secrets and shadows, not bloody taking [GP] that isn't your's!" He roars
"We all have to get by somehow"
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Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
Jefferson is bellowing in rage at a cook who decided to sell his recipes behind his back. His eyes are glowing red and it's almost possible to see the fangs behind his mask. He has thrown him to the curb and has his meat cleaver in one hand, threatening this chef with everything under the sun.
Madre Delle Tenedre is sitting in her cafe, humming to herself as she watches over her pixies as they provide coffee and pastries for the customers.
Jack is reading in the library, taking notes in his spell book.
Gravedigger goes over to the two of them "I think is a bit of an overreaction"
Jefferson snarls behind his mask, gripping his cleaver in one gloved hand "If you knew what I stood for, then you wouldn't think it would be." He growled.
"And what is it that you stand for?"
"Secrets and shadows, not bloody taking [GP] that isn't your's!" He roars
"We all have to get by somehow"
"NOT BY BEING A BLOODY THIEF." He snarls. He buried the cleaver in the man's head. The flesh renders and bones snap with the force of the cut and it is now in half.
Jefferson is bellowing in rage at a cook who decided to sell his recipes behind his back. His eyes are glowing red and it's almost possible to see the fangs behind his mask. He has thrown him to the curb and has his meat cleaver in one hand, threatening this chef with everything under the sun.
Madre Delle Tenedre is sitting in her cafe, humming to herself as she watches over her pixies as they provide coffee and pastries for the customers.
Jack is reading in the library, taking notes in his spell book.
Gravedigger goes over to the two of them "I think is a bit of an overreaction"
Jefferson snarls behind his mask, gripping his cleaver in one gloved hand "If you knew what I stood for, then you wouldn't think it would be." He growled.
"And what is it that you stand for?"
"Secrets and shadows, not bloody taking [GP] that isn't your's!" He roars
"We all have to get by somehow"
"NOT BY BEING A BLOODY THIEF." He snarls. He buried the cleaver in the man's head. The flesh renders and bones snap with the force of the cut and it is now in half.
"How valuable were the recipes?"
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Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
Jefferson is bellowing in rage at a cook who decided to sell his recipes behind his back. His eyes are glowing red and it's almost possible to see the fangs behind his mask. He has thrown him to the curb and has his meat cleaver in one hand, threatening this chef with everything under the sun.
Madre Delle Tenedre is sitting in her cafe, humming to herself as she watches over her pixies as they provide coffee and pastries for the customers.
Jack is reading in the library, taking notes in his spell book.
Gravedigger goes over to the two of them "I think is a bit of an overreaction"
Jefferson snarls behind his mask, gripping his cleaver in one gloved hand "If you knew what I stood for, then you wouldn't think it would be." He growled.
"And what is it that you stand for?"
"Secrets and shadows, not bloody taking [GP] that isn't your's!" He roars
"We all have to get by somehow"
"NOT BY BEING A BLOODY THIEF." He snarls. He buried the cleaver in the man's head. The flesh renders and bones snap with the force of the cut and it is now in half.
"How valuable were the recipes?"
"THEY ARE MINE. I MADE THEM BY MY OWN HAND. THEY WERE HOW I RAISED MYSELF FROM THE DUST." He bites out.
Jefferson is bellowing in rage at a cook who decided to sell his recipes behind his back. His eyes are glowing red and it's almost possible to see the fangs behind his mask. He has thrown him to the curb and has his meat cleaver in one hand, threatening this chef with everything under the sun.
Madre Delle Tenedre is sitting in her cafe, humming to herself as she watches over her pixies as they provide coffee and pastries for the customers.
The sound of stone and iron clattering and the sound of hooves on the road can be heard.
Thirteen walks into the cafe, Caramel in his hood. He takes a seat.
This gives the man ample time to escape as Jefferson turns to the source of the noise.
Madre Delle Tenedre looks over and beams "Hello there little necromancer."
Threksos stands behind Jefferson, axe out, looking forbidding and furious.
Thirteen flinches at the sound of her voice, but Caramel looks curiously to her. “Hello Madame.”
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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.
Jefferson is bellowing in rage at a cook who decided to sell his recipes behind his back. His eyes are glowing red and it's almost possible to see the fangs behind his mask. He has thrown him to the curb and has his meat cleaver in one hand, threatening this chef with everything under the sun.
Madre Delle Tenedre is sitting in her cafe, humming to herself as she watches over her pixies as they provide coffee and pastries for the customers.
Jack is reading in the library, taking notes in his spell book.
Gravedigger goes over to the two of them "I think is a bit of an overreaction"
Jefferson snarls behind his mask, gripping his cleaver in one gloved hand "If you knew what I stood for, then you wouldn't think it would be." He growled.
"And what is it that you stand for?"
"Secrets and shadows, not bloody taking [GP] that isn't your's!" He roars
"We all have to get by somehow"
"NOT BY BEING A BLOODY THIEF." He snarls. He buried the cleaver in the man's head. The flesh renders and bones snap with the force of the cut and it is now in half.
"How valuable were the recipes?"
"THEY ARE MINE. I MADE THEM BY MY OWN HAND. THEY WERE HOW I RAISED MYSELF FROM THE DUST." He bites out.
"Do you own a restaurant?"
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Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
Jefferson is bellowing in rage at a cook who decided to sell his recipes behind his back. His eyes are glowing red and it's almost possible to see the fangs behind his mask. He has thrown him to the curb and has his meat cleaver in one hand, threatening this chef with everything under the sun.
Madre Delle Tenedre is sitting in her cafe, humming to herself as she watches over her pixies as they provide coffee and pastries for the customers.
The sound of stone and iron clattering and the sound of hooves on the road can be heard.
Thirteen walks into the cafe, Caramel in his hood. He takes a seat.
This gives the man ample time to escape as Jefferson turns to the source of the noise.
Madre Delle Tenedre looks over and beams "Hello there little necromancer."
Threksos stands behind Jefferson, axe out, looking forbidding and furious.
Thirteen flinches at the sound of her voice, but Caramel looks curiously to her. “Hello Madame.”
Jefferson is bellowing in rage at a cook who decided to sell his recipes behind his back. His eyes are glowing red and it's almost possible to see the fangs behind his mask. He has thrown him to the curb and has his meat cleaver in one hand, threatening this chef with everything under the sun.
Madre Delle Tenedre is sitting in her cafe, humming to herself as she watches over her pixies as they provide coffee and pastries for the customers.
Jack is reading in the library, taking notes in his spell book.
Gravedigger goes over to the two of them "I think is a bit of an overreaction"
Jefferson snarls behind his mask, gripping his cleaver in one gloved hand "If you knew what I stood for, then you wouldn't think it would be." He growled.
"And what is it that you stand for?"
"Secrets and shadows, not bloody taking [GP] that isn't your's!" He roars
"We all have to get by somehow"
"NOT BY BEING A BLOODY THIEF." He snarls. He buried the cleaver in the man's head. The flesh renders and bones snap with the force of the cut and it is now in half.
"How valuable were the recipes?"
"THEY ARE MINE. I MADE THEM BY MY OWN HAND. THEY WERE HOW I RAISED MYSELF FROM THE DUST." He bites out.
"Do you own a restaurant?"
"Yes."
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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
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"so what are you going to do now?"
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*Does anyone want to RP?*
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*
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*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
(who do you have?)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
Jefferson is bellowing in rage at a cook who decided to sell his recipes behind his back. His eyes are glowing red and it's almost possible to see the fangs behind his mask. He has thrown him to the curb and has his meat cleaver in one hand, threatening this chef with everything under the sun.
Madre Delle Tenedre is sitting in her cafe, humming to herself as she watches over her pixies as they provide coffee and pastries for the customers.
Jack is reading in the library, taking notes in his spell book.
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
Gravedigger goes over to the two of them "I think is a bit of an overreaction"
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
The sound of stone and iron clattering and the sound of hooves on the road can be heard.
Thirteen walks into the cafe, Caramel in his hood. He takes a seat.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Jefferson snarls behind his mask, gripping his cleaver in one gloved hand "If you knew what I stood for, then you wouldn't think it would be." He growled.
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 what is it that you stand for?"
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
This gives the man ample time to escape as Jefferson turns to the source of the noise.
Madre Delle Tenedre looks over and beams "Hello there little necromancer."
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
"Secrets and shadows, not bloody taking [GP] that isn't your's!" He roars
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
"We all have to get by somehow"
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
"NOT BY BEING A BLOODY THIEF." He snarls. He buried the cleaver in the man's head. The flesh renders and bones snap with the force of the cut and it is now in half.
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
"How valuable were the recipes?"
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
"THEY ARE MINE. I MADE THEM BY MY OWN HAND. THEY WERE HOW I RAISED MYSELF FROM THE DUST." He bites out.
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
Threksos stands behind Jefferson, axe out, looking forbidding and furious.
Thirteen flinches at the sound of her voice, but Caramel looks curiously to her. “Hello Madame.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Do you own a restaurant?"
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
"Bugger off." He snarls.
"How are you dearie?"
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
"Yes."
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