"Well if you'd been through the month I've had you would also have your mind in the gutter. Look, dude, I don't want any trouble, I just want that coffee, like I said. I'll pay you whatever, then let you get back to your.. meal prepping. I understand the need to eat, and I respect the... pre emptive strike to properly prepare the food."
(Give me a Strength check)
(oh come ooooon Saphy isn't supposed to be a fighter... she's my comic relief/momma! Don't do this to the milf, Wendi..)
*Are there any human remains left near the Red Plate?*
*Yes, bones outside.*
*Perfect*
The Larry is investigating skeletal remnants not far from the Red Plate.
The bones have gnaw marks on them
They pick up the bone, holding it up to their face hole. They then drop to their knees and begin looking around the area for any other clues. Investigation: 15
He finds scratch marks on trees.
Taking note of this, the Larry stands and heads toward the Red Plate to investigate further.
As he enters, the kitchen is bustling, William is in the meat cooler, removing skin for a roast.
They look around, blood and saltwater slowly pooling below them.
William sniffs the air at the wrong time and snaps his head to look at them.
As William is outside of their blindsight, the Larry doesn’t notice this.
William stalks over (Make a Strength Check for me.)
22
*Missed by two*
William hails him up by the scruff of his neck. "Staff, what do we do with roaches that come I here?" He yells, his staff looking and answering in unison "We but off their legs Chef!"
Inadvisable. We have more legs than you have hairs on your disgusting human body.
"Not everything is what it seems." He replies, chuckling and throws them on the table.
"Fine then. You want canned sardine chunks, or should I force a reservation somewhere?"
The strugel takes it, his own hand wreathed in a dull, orange light. "Just a warning, if you throw me under the bus for this you'll be angering the gods of hospitality who watch over businesses like this one. I'm, uh, kinda high-ranking in their church. I don't expect you to hurt me, but it seems like important information to get out of the way."
"Nope!" She grins and picks him up, standing on the windowsill "Watch this!". She tips back and falls off the edge. Right before they hit the ground, the ground opens up and swallows them whole. Where the end up is a little coffee bar and such with a woman dressed in black behind the counter.
"I would never and you can have my word on that." He says, truthfully.
Oswald looks around. He wasn't frightened for a second, due to his trust in Yuri. He looks around. "Ah. I hope you realize what she does to men who enter her domain."
He smiles. "Thank you very much, sir. Now, about that autograph..."
"Well if you'd been through the month I've had you would also have your mind in the gutter. Look, dude, I don't want any trouble, I just want that coffee, like I said. I'll pay you whatever, then let you get back to your.. meal prepping. I understand the need to eat, and I respect the... pre emptive strike to properly prepare the food."
(Give me a Strength check)
(oh come ooooon Saphy isn't supposed to be a fighter... she's my comic relief/momma! Don't do this to the milf, Wendi..)
*Don't worry, he isn't going to kill her.*
*Oh Damian is going to murder someone at this rate. Half the town will be on fire.*
"Fine then. You want canned sardine chunks, or should I force a reservation somewhere?"
The strugel takes it, his own hand wreathed in a dull, orange light. "Just a warning, if you throw me under the bus for this you'll be angering the gods of hospitality who watch over businesses like this one. I'm, uh, kinda high-ranking in their church. I don't expect you to hurt me, but it seems like important information to get out of the way."
"Nope!" She grins and picks him up, standing on the windowsill "Watch this!". She tips back and falls off the edge. Right before they hit the ground, the ground opens up and swallows them whole. Where the end up is a little coffee bar and such with a woman dressed in black behind the counter.
"I would never and you can have my word on that." He says, truthfully.
Oswald looks around. He wasn't frightened for a second, due to his trust in Yuri. He looks around. "Ah. I hope you realize what she does to men who enter her domain."
He smiles. "Thank you very much, sir. Now, about that autograph..."
"Don't worry, she is polite. Fey laws apply here. Though, do tell me if she insults you." She adds possessively, her eyes narrowing to slits.
He nods and takes the paper, signing it in old Celtic language.
"Well if you'd been through the month I've had you would also have your mind in the gutter. Look, dude, I don't want any trouble, I just want that coffee, like I said. I'll pay you whatever, then let you get back to your.. meal prepping. I understand the need to eat, and I respect the... pre emptive strike to properly prepare the food."
(Give me a Strength check)
(oh come ooooon Saphy isn't supposed to be a fighter... she's my comic relief/momma! Don't do this to the milf, Wendi..)
*Are there any human remains left near the Red Plate?*
*Yes, bones outside.*
*Perfect*
The Larry is investigating skeletal remnants not far from the Red Plate.
The bones have gnaw marks on them
They pick up the bone, holding it up to their face hole. They then drop to their knees and begin looking around the area for any other clues. Investigation: 15
He finds scratch marks on trees.
Taking note of this, the Larry stands and heads toward the Red Plate to investigate further.
As he enters, the kitchen is bustling, William is in the meat cooler, removing skin for a roast.
They look around, blood and saltwater slowly pooling below them.
William sniffs the air at the wrong time and snaps his head to look at them.
As William is outside of their blindsight, the Larry doesn’t notice this.
William stalks over (Make a Strength Check for me.)
22
*Missed by two*
William hails him up by the scruff of his neck. "Staff, what do we do with roaches that come I here?" He yells, his staff looking and answering in unison "We but off their legs Chef!"
Inadvisable. We have more legs than you have hairs on your disgusting human body.
"Not everything is what it seems." He replies, chuckling and throws them on the table.
A large quality of water splashes out from under their trenchcoat. True. But you should be more worried about what we aren’t that we seem to be.
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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.
*Are there any human remains left near the Red Plate?*
*Yes, bones outside.*
*Perfect*
The Larry is investigating skeletal remnants not far from the Red Plate.
The bones have gnaw marks on them
They pick up the bone, holding it up to their face hole. They then drop to their knees and begin looking around the area for any other clues. Investigation: 15
He finds scratch marks on trees.
Taking note of this, the Larry stands and heads toward the Red Plate to investigate further.
As he enters, the kitchen is bustling, William is in the meat cooler, removing skin for a roast.
They look around, blood and saltwater slowly pooling below them.
William sniffs the air at the wrong time and snaps his head to look at them.
As William is outside of their blindsight, the Larry doesn’t notice this.
William stalks over (Make a Strength Check for me.)
22
*Missed by two*
William hails him up by the scruff of his neck. "Staff, what do we do with roaches that come I here?" He yells, his staff looking and answering in unison "We but off their legs Chef!"
Inadvisable. We have more legs than you have hairs on your disgusting human body.
"Not everything is what it seems." He replies, chuckling and throws them on the table.
A large quality of water splashes out from under their trenchcoat. True. But you should be more worried about what we aren’t that we seem to be.
*I am going to need a Dex, a Wis, and then a Con check.*
Oswald looks around. He wasn't frightened for a second, due to his trust in Yuri. He looks around. "Ah. I hope you realize what she does to men who enter her domain."
He smiles. "Thank you very much, sir. Now, about that autograph..."
"Don't worry, she is polite. Fey laws apply here. Though, do tell me if she insults you." She adds possessively, her eyes narrowing to slits.
He nods and takes the paper, signing it in old Celtic language.
He nods and looks at the menu. "So, what interests you, Yuri?"
He squeals with glee again and hugs it close. "Thank you, bossman! I'll be here tomorrow, ready for work! Gosh, I hope I can sleep tonight. I'd better have some coffee money just in case."
"Well if you'd been through the month I've had you would also have your mind in the gutter. Look, dude, I don't want any trouble, I just want that coffee, like I said. I'll pay you whatever, then let you get back to your.. meal prepping. I understand the need to eat, and I respect the... pre emptive strike to properly prepare the food."
(Give me a Strength check)
(oh come ooooon Saphy isn't supposed to be a fighter... she's my comic relief/momma! Don't do this to the milf, Wendi..)
*Don't worry, he isn't going to kill her.*
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
"Not everything is what it seems." He replies, chuckling and throws them on the table.
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
Oswald looks around. He wasn't frightened for a second, due to his trust in Yuri. He looks around. "Ah. I hope you realize what she does to men who enter her domain."
He smiles. "Thank you very much, sir. Now, about that autograph..."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She shifts back and hugs him "I am still sorry you had to see that fighting.."
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
The look in Damian’s eyes change for just a moment before going back to normal “I’ve been doing good, things haven’t changed much.”
He gives her a soft smile, "Well, if I wasn't sent here cause of that, I wouldn't have met someone nice like you"
*Oh Damian is going to murder someone at this rate. Half the town will be on fire.*
"Don't worry, she is polite. Fey laws apply here. Though, do tell me if she insults you." She adds possessively, her eyes narrowing to slits.
He nods and takes the paper, signing it in old Celtic language.
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
*Bloody hell, what did you roll?*
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
A large quality of water splashes out from under their trenchcoat. True. But you should be more worried about what we aren’t that we seem to be.
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 laughs and stands up "You are adorable my dear, you deserve so much love."
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
*I am going to need a Dex, a Wis, and then a Con check.*
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
He nods and looks at the menu. "So, what interests you, Yuri?"
He squeals with glee again and hugs it close. "Thank you, bossman! I'll be here tomorrow, ready for work! Gosh, I hope I can sleep tonight. I'd better have some coffee money just in case."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He smiles happily, "Thank you miss"
*How did you? Get.. 27? That's god level stats.*
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