*time for the Jobah Fact of the Day: Thomas Blood stole the crown jewels of England in the late 1600s. Blood was captured but refused interrogation by any but the King. When the King came, Blood managed to not only avoid execution but also be granted Irish land worth £500 a year (worth well over £100,000 today).
Bro succeeded on his Persuasion check.*
*[g r o a n s]*
*why.*
*ask king charles my guy*
*Gonna curl into a ball and expire.*
*that’ll confuse the coroner*
*Thats the whole plan*
*but you didn’t realize…
I WAS THE CORONER*
*[SCREAMS]*
*now what?*
*I got characters if ya want to rp?*
*sure*
Rene is sitting outside, weaving strands of light for a ritual she is doing.
Spawn is brooding while sitting outside, in the forest.
*i meet so many characters named spawn*
The cadaver collector walks up to her. “Hello madame, could you inform me on my whereabouts in some capacity?”
A faint groan of pain can be heard somewhere not far away.
She looks up and tilts her head "Hello there, I do believe we are on the material plane at the moment."
Spawn grumbles and walks over to the noise, his green eyes glowing.
“Ah. I did make it off the Outlands then. How reassuring. What is this place called?”
Mauric is lying on the ground, battered and bleeding. His right leg seems to be heavily injured.
"Hm.. I do not know the town's name, unfortunately." She said.
He picks them up and tilts his head. He walks back to the tavern, his hell suit peeling off as he walks inside.
“Oh I already know that. I mean this specific establishment.” It points to the inn.
“…am I dead…?” Mauric murmurs.
"Ah, this is the Lords Rest Tavern." She chirped with a nod.
"Not yet. I will need to dress your wounds and heal them."
“Splendid!” The cadaver collector marks it on the map. “My name is Cadmus. And you are?”
”…I’m fine…” Mauric attempts to sit up.
"I am Sister Rene Flores. A pleasure to meet you!" She bows her head and chuckles.
"No. You are not." He said and cast Heal on them [Gain 100 HP]
“You are a nun?”
Mauric lays back. “…who are you?”
She nods "Yes. I am a Sister of Life." She said.
"I am Spawn. You are hurt. It is best that you go back to sleep."
“Heh. I imagine a machine covered in dead bodies is a rather strange sight.”
“I’m gonna need more information that that…”
"No, not really." She shook her head and chuckled a bit.
He grumbled "I found you hurt. I do not like watching lives bleed out without a fight."
“Curious. Well, now it’s sad to say that I came with the intent to horribly kill everyone living here.”
Mauric grins at him, though still in pain. “Well that’s right nice of ya.”
*desc of spawn?*
"Why would you do that?" She asked, tilting her head.
He nods and narrows his eyes. He casts 'Calm Emotions' on Mauric.
“Oh well it’s my job.” It responds matter-of-factly.
Mauric’s expression grows more neutral. “Well thanks. There any way I can pay you back?”
*i thought so*
"Why is it your job?" She asked.
"No. You have nothing I want."
“Because I was created to do so and if I fail to raze civilization, I will be destroyed. I am not without care however, no ma’am!” It says proudly. “I carry the memory of every doomed land with me, and take the remnants of fallen lands to a place they can never be lost or forgotten.”
“I wouldn’t be too sure of that… do you enjoy fine dining?”
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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.
“Ah. I did make it off the Outlands then. How reassuring. What is this place called?”
Mauric is lying on the ground, battered and bleeding. His right leg seems to be heavily injured.
"Hm.. I do not know the town's name, unfortunately." She said.
He picks them up and tilts his head. He walks back to the tavern, his hell suit peeling off as he walks inside.
“Oh I already know that. I mean this specific establishment.” It points to the inn.
“…am I dead…?” Mauric murmurs.
"Ah, this is the Lords Rest Tavern." She chirped with a nod.
"Not yet. I will need to dress your wounds and heal them."
“Splendid!” The cadaver collector marks it on the map. “My name is Cadmus. And you are?”
”…I’m fine…” Mauric attempts to sit up.
"I am Sister Rene Flores. A pleasure to meet you!" She bows her head and chuckles.
"No. You are not." He said and cast Heal on them [Gain 100 HP]
“You are a nun?”
Mauric lays back. “…who are you?”
She nods "Yes. I am a Sister of Life." She said.
"I am Spawn. You are hurt. It is best that you go back to sleep."
“Heh. I imagine a machine covered in dead bodies is a rather strange sight.”
“I’m gonna need more information that that…”
"No, not really." She shook her head and chuckled a bit.
He grumbled "I found you hurt. I do not like watching lives bleed out without a fight."
“Curious. Well, now it’s sad to say that I came with the intent to horribly kill everyone living here.”
Mauric grins at him, though still in pain. “Well that’s right nice of ya.”
*desc of spawn?*
"Why would you do that?" She asked, tilting her head.
He nods and narrows his eyes. He casts 'Calm Emotions' on Mauric.
“Oh well it’s my job.” It responds matter-of-factly.
Mauric’s expression grows more neutral. “Well thanks. There any way I can pay you back?”
*i thought so*
"Why is it your job?" She asked.
"No. You have nothing I want."
“Because I was created to do so and if I fail to raze civilization, I will be destroyed. I am not without care however, no ma’am!” It says proudly. “I carry the memory of every doomed land with me, and take the remnants of fallen lands to a place they can never be lost or forgotten.”
“I wouldn’t be too sure of that… do you enjoy fine dining?”
"Oh dear.." She said and looked down, a bit worried. "I would like if you did not destroy this world.."
"Mn, is this your way of paying me back for something as trivial as healing you?"
She looks up and tilts her head "Hello there, I do believe we are on the material plane at the moment."
Spawn grumbles and walks over to the noise, his green eyes glowing.
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
*cut*
“Ah. I did make it off the Outlands then. How reassuring. What is this place called?”
Mauric is lying on the ground, battered and bleeding. His right leg seems to be heavily injured.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Hm.. I do not know the town's name, unfortunately." She said.
He picks them up and tilts his head. He walks back to the tavern, his hell suit peeling off as he walks inside.
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
“Oh I already know that. I mean this specific establishment.” It points to the inn.
“…am I dead…?” Mauric murmurs.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Ah, this is the Lords Rest Tavern." She chirped with a nod.
"Not yet. I will need to dress your wounds and heal them."
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
“Splendid!” The cadaver collector marks it on the map. “My name is Cadmus. And you are?”
”…I’m fine…” Mauric attempts to sit up.
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 Sister Rene Flores. A pleasure to meet you!" She bows her head and chuckles.
"No. You are not." He said and cast Heal on them [Gain 100 HP]
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
“You are a nun?”
Mauric lays back. “…who are you?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She nods "Yes. I am a Sister of Life." She said.
"I am Spawn. You are hurt. It is best that you go back to sleep."
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
“Heh. I imagine a machine covered in dead bodies is a rather strange sight.”
“I’m gonna need more information that that…”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"No, not really." She shook her head and chuckled a bit.
He grumbled "I found you hurt. I do not like watching lives bleed out without a fight."
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
“Curious. Well, now it’s sad to say that I came with the intent to horribly kill everyone living here.”
Mauric grins at him, though still in pain. “Well that’s right nice of ya.”
*description of spawn?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Why would you do that?" She asked, tilting her head.
He nods and narrows his eyes. He casts 'Calm Emotions' on Mauric.
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
“Oh well it’s my job.” It responds matter-of-factly.
Mauric’s expression grows more neutral. “Well thanks. There any way I can pay you back?”
*i thought so*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Why is it your job?" She asked.
"No. You have nothing I want."
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
“Because I was created to do so and if I fail to raze civilization, I will be destroyed. I am not without care however, no ma’am!” It says proudly. “I carry the memory of every doomed land with me, and take the remnants of fallen lands to a place they can never be lost or forgotten.”
“I wouldn’t be too sure of that… do you enjoy fine dining?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Oh dear.." She said and looked down, a bit worried. "I would like if you did not destroy this world.."
"Mn, is this your way of paying me back for something as trivial as healing you?"
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
*allo, just spent my first period getting my butt whooped in super smash bros*
Theren is passed out drunk in the alleyway again, he holds a bottle in his hand tightly
Phoenix is reading up on magic.
Ban is in the kitchen cooking some brownies.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Well many have said that in many ways, but I never let that stop me!” It says cheerfully.
“I mean there are other ways of payment, but I wouldn’t view advanced healing magic as ‘trivial’.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Spawn grumbles, annoyed that he is finding him like this again. He picks him up and walks back to the tavern, setting him on the sofa.
Rene walks inside, coughing slightly. She walks upstairs, gripping his robes close to her shoulders.
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