"And it's, like, great that you see it that way, but not everyone does. You of all people should know that outside perspectives matter as much as inside ones."
"Well, we all have things to celebrate." He reaches under a desk and pulls out a bottle of feywine. Not the kind Yuri used to have at the courts, but not exactly cheap stuff either. He pours her a glass.
Donn chuckles "I suppose. One of my daughters was so insistent on learning how to."
"I know.." he says, sighing "But I can't control others."
She picks it up, sniffing it "I had an idea but it could have some .. issues."
"Is she around? I never really got to meet your kids."
"I know, man." He pats William on the back. "No one expects you to. It's hard, but I think it's worth it to keep interacting with society. Of course, society accepts me more easily because I'm cute."
It smells fine. Not as in a fine wine, but fine as in okay. It's probably the best he could get as a mortal using actual money. "I hope it isn't as destructive as your last idea. But go ahead, I'm listening."
Walking down the road is a man in his thirties. His eye is brown and the other one is a metal sphere with a blue lens. His brown hair sticks out of his dirty cap and there is a bronze briefcase covered with gears in his right hand. He is wearing dark pants and the pockets of his grease stained coat are filled with tools. The glove on his left hand has a clock embedded in the back of it and a small clockwork bird with emerald eyes perched on his shoulder.
Donn looks over from where he is writing letters to his children and waves "Oi! Good day there."
he waves back "G'day. who might you be?"
"Donn, a pleasure to meet you." He bows.
His eye glints with amusement at Donn bowing "Pleasure's all mine"
"Where are you traveling from?' he asks
"Coastal town up north. Had to evacuate due to the flooding"
"Oh, that tragic. Is everyone alright?"
"Caught it early enough that everyone was able to get out thankfully"
"Very good. Had me worried." He says, laughing lightly.
"And it's, like, great that you see it that way, but not everyone does. You of all people should know that outside perspectives matter as much as inside ones."
"Well, we all have things to celebrate." He reaches under a desk and pulls out a bottle of feywine. Not the kind Yuri used to have at the courts, but not exactly cheap stuff either. He pours her a glass.
Donn chuckles "I suppose. One of my daughters was so insistent on learning how to."
"I know.." he says, sighing "But I can't control others."
She picks it up, sniffing it "I had an idea but it could have some .. issues."
"Is she around? I never really got to meet your kids."
"I know, man." He pats William on the back. "No one expects you to. It's hard, but I think it's worth it to keep interacting with society. Of course, society accepts me more easily because I'm cute."
It smells fine. Not as in a fine wine, but fine as in okay. It's probably the best he could get as a mortal using actual money. "I hope it isn't as destructive as your last idea. But go ahead, I'm listening."
"I can try and get her to wake up if you would like to meet her. She is very polite." He says and opens a doorway the seems to have manifested in a tree.
"Well of course, we are conditioned to love adorable things." He shrugs.
She sips it quietly, thinking over her words "There is a being who was attacking a man a bit ago. He ran off but touched one of my trees and it began to corrode and wither. Naturally, bruises formed on my arms because of it but if something as simple as a touch can destroy a forest, I want to stop it before it gets worse."
*Also, Felix (the strugel) knows about Mauric's supposedly perfect cuisine and is going to keep him safe so that they can have a massive culinary duel where Felix can show the world that there is not one definition of perfection... as soon as Felix has the skill to meet Mauric on his own level.*
Walking down the road is a man in his thirties. His eye is brown and the other one is a metal sphere with a blue lens. His brown hair sticks out of his dirty cap and there is a bronze briefcase covered with gears in his right hand. He is wearing dark pants and the pockets of his grease stained coat are filled with tools. The glove on his left hand has a clock embedded in the back of it and a small clockwork bird with emerald eyes perched on his shoulder.
Donn looks over from where he is writing letters to his children and waves "Oi! Good day there."
he waves back "G'day. who might you be?"
"Donn, a pleasure to meet you." He bows.
His eye glints with amusement at Donn bowing "Pleasure's all mine"
"Where are you traveling from?' he asks
"Coastal town up north. Had to evacuate due to the flooding"
"Oh, that tragic. Is everyone alright?"
"Caught it early enough that everyone was able to get out thankfully"
"Very good. Had me worried." He says, laughing lightly.
"dunno how many of them had places to go however"
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
"Is she around? I never really got to meet your kids."
"I know, man." He pats William on the back. "No one expects you to. It's hard, but I think it's worth it to keep interacting with society. Of course, society accepts me more easily because I'm cute."
It smells fine. Not as in a fine wine, but fine as in okay. It's probably the best he could get as a mortal using actual money. "I hope it isn't as destructive as your last idea. But go ahead, I'm listening."
"I can try and get her to wake up if you would like to meet her. She is very polite." He says and opens a doorway the seems to have manifested in a tree.
"Well of course, we are conditioned to love adorable things." He shrugs.
She sips it quietly, thinking over her words "There is a being who was attacking a man a bit ago. He ran off but touched one of my trees and it began to corrode and wither. Naturally, bruises formed on my arms because of it but if something as simple as a touch can destroy a forest, I want to stop it before it gets worse."
"Oh, I wouldn't want to bother her if she's sleeping. Or dead. Well, either one could be boring, so maybe it would be better to meet her now." He fidgets. "What do you think?"
"It's almost a shame, though. I'm not just a fluffball with too much eyeliner and a chef's hat. I'm... well, not more important, but more skilled than your average fluffball with too much eyeliner and a chef's hat. I'm not being prideful, most people just don't take the time to learn good cooking like I have."
"Any descriptors?" He asks, suddenly grumpy sounding. "If I can find it, I can have it killed."
Walking down the road is a man in his thirties. His eye is brown and the other one is a metal sphere with a blue lens. His brown hair sticks out of his dirty cap and there is a bronze briefcase covered with gears in his right hand. He is wearing dark pants and the pockets of his grease stained coat are filled with tools. The glove on his left hand has a clock embedded in the back of it and a small clockwork bird with emerald eyes perched on his shoulder.
Donn looks over from where he is writing letters to his children and waves "Oi! Good day there."
he waves back "G'day. who might you be?"
"Donn, a pleasure to meet you." He bows.
His eye glints with amusement at Donn bowing "Pleasure's all mine"
"Where are you traveling from?' he asks
"Coastal town up north. Had to evacuate due to the flooding"
"Oh, that tragic. Is everyone alright?"
"Caught it early enough that everyone was able to get out thankfully"
"Very good. Had me worried." He says, laughing lightly.
Walking down the road is a man in his thirties. His eye is brown and the other one is a metal sphere with a blue lens. His brown hair sticks out of his dirty cap and there is a bronze briefcase covered with gears in his right hand. He is wearing dark pants and the pockets of his grease stained coat are filled with tools. The glove on his left hand has a clock embedded in the back of it and a small clockwork bird with emerald eyes perched on his shoulder.
Donn looks over from where he is writing letters to his children and waves "Oi! Good day there."
he waves back "G'day. who might you be?"
"Donn, a pleasure to meet you." He bows.
His eye glints with amusement at Donn bowing "Pleasure's all mine"
"Where are you traveling from?' he asks
"Coastal town up north. Had to evacuate due to the flooding"
"Oh, that tragic. Is everyone alright?"
"Caught it early enough that everyone was able to get out thankfully"
"Very good. Had me worried." He says, laughing lightly.
"dunno how many of them had places to go however"
"If they want, I could provide shelter."
"dunno where any of em went sadly"
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
"Is she around? I never really got to meet your kids."
"I know, man." He pats William on the back. "No one expects you to. It's hard, but I think it's worth it to keep interacting with society. Of course, society accepts me more easily because I'm cute."
It smells fine. Not as in a fine wine, but fine as in okay. It's probably the best he could get as a mortal using actual money. "I hope it isn't as destructive as your last idea. But go ahead, I'm listening."
"I can try and get her to wake up if you would like to meet her. She is very polite." He says and opens a doorway the seems to have manifested in a tree.
"Well of course, we are conditioned to love adorable things." He shrugs.
She sips it quietly, thinking over her words "There is a being who was attacking a man a bit ago. He ran off but touched one of my trees and it began to corrode and wither. Naturally, bruises formed on my arms because of it but if something as simple as a touch can destroy a forest, I want to stop it before it gets worse."
"Oh, I wouldn't want to bother her if she's sleeping. Or dead. Well, either one could be boring, so maybe it would be better to meet her now." He fidgets. "What do you think?"
"It's almost a shame, though. I'm not just a fluffball with too much eyeliner and a chef's hat. I'm... well, not more important, but more skilled than your average fluffball with too much eyeliner and a chef's hat. I'm not being prideful, most people just don't take the time to learn good cooking like I have."
"Any descriptors?" He asks, suddenly grumpy sounding. "If I can find it, I can have it killed."
He nods and opens the door, gesturing in.
"You are important.." he said, setting the knife down.
"Shadow man creature thing?" She said, leaning her head back "He is bothering this young man who's name is Leo and a mechanical dragon."
*Also, Felix (the strugel) knows about Mauric's supposedly perfect cuisine and is going to keep him safe so that they can have a massive culinary duel where Felix can show the world that there is not one definition of perfection... as soon as Felix has the skill to meet Mauric on his own level.*
*whoa cool*
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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.
"Oh, I wouldn't want to bother her if she's sleeping. Or dead. Well, either one could be boring, so maybe it would be better to meet her now." He fidgets. "What do you think?"
"It's almost a shame, though. I'm not just a fluffball with too much eyeliner and a chef's hat. I'm... well, not more important, but more skilled than your average fluffball with too much eyeliner and a chef's hat. I'm not being prideful, most people just don't take the time to learn good cooking like I have."
"Any descriptors?" He asks, suddenly grumpy sounding. "If I can find it, I can have it killed."
He nods and opens the door, gesturing in.
"You are important.." he said, setting the knife down.
"Shadow man creature thing?" She said, leaning her head back "He is bothering this young man who's name is Leo and a mechanical dragon."
He walks into the door, a bit nervous the meet his boyfriend's family.
"Not any more than any of these schmucks." He says, gesturing to one of the hanging bodies. "Any one of them could have been me and it wouldn't have mattered."
"I'll look into it. I may have a good mercenary who can help. She goes by Olive. Old work friend from my adventuring days."
"Oh, I wouldn't want to bother her if she's sleeping. Or dead. Well, either one could be boring, so maybe it would be better to meet her now." He fidgets. "What do you think?"
"It's almost a shame, though. I'm not just a fluffball with too much eyeliner and a chef's hat. I'm... well, not more important, but more skilled than your average fluffball with too much eyeliner and a chef's hat. I'm not being prideful, most people just don't take the time to learn good cooking like I have."
"Any descriptors?" He asks, suddenly grumpy sounding. "If I can find it, I can have it killed."
He nods and opens the door, gesturing in.
"You are important.." he said, setting the knife down.
"Shadow man creature thing?" She said, leaning her head back "He is bothering this young man who's name is Leo and a mechanical dragon."
He walks into the door, a bit nervous the meet his boyfriend's family.
"Not any more than any of these schmucks." He says, gesturing to one of the hanging bodies. "Any one of them could have been me and it wouldn't have mattered."
"I'll look into it. I may have a good mercenary who can help. She goes by Olive. Old work friend from my adventuring days."
A little deep dragon wyrmling is sitting on the floor of a mighty castle overlooking a kingdom, playing with a wooden rocking horse while holding a hamster in on claw. "Wynon, this is my love, Egregore." He states and she looks up, her blank large eyes staring at him as she gives a little wave "Ello." She says politely.
William gives him a look and shakes his head "A connection.... That is why you are special."
She nods and rubs her arms where bruises have started to form again.
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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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"Is she around? I never really got to meet your kids."
"I know, man." He pats William on the back. "No one expects you to. It's hard, but I think it's worth it to keep interacting with society. Of course, society accepts me more easily because I'm cute."
It smells fine. Not as in a fine wine, but fine as in okay. It's probably the best he could get as a mortal using actual money. "I hope it isn't as destructive as your last idea. But go ahead, I'm listening."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Very good. Had me worried." He says, laughing lightly.
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
Jack looks up "Why not nap?"
He feels a sudden wave of weakness wash k er him, sending him to his knees.
"No, more like I have better things to do.'
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.*
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 can try and get her to wake up if you would like to meet her. She is very polite." He says and opens a doorway the seems to have manifested in a tree.
"Well of course, we are conditioned to love adorable things." He shrugs.
She sips it quietly, thinking over her words "There is a being who was attacking a man a bit ago. He ran off but touched one of my trees and it began to corrode and wither. Naturally, bruises formed on my arms because of it but if something as simple as a touch can destroy a forest, I want to stop it before it gets worse."
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
*Cat.*
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 need more of this gripping tale.*
*Also, Felix (the strugel) knows about Mauric's supposedly perfect cuisine and is going to keep him safe so that they can have a massive culinary duel where Felix can show the world that there is not one definition of perfection... as soon as Felix has the skill to meet Mauric on his own level.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Cant..."
Apollon smiles, pulling a vial of blood out of his satchel and drinking it, getting back up on his feet.
He touches a tree, corroding it.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He misses a brow, confused.
Donn snarls and summons his pitchfork.
She winces, gritting her teeth. "You are a fool."
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
"dunno how many of them had places to go however"
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
"Oh, I wouldn't want to bother her if she's sleeping. Or dead. Well, either one could be boring, so maybe it would be better to meet her now." He fidgets. "What do you think?"
"It's almost a shame, though. I'm not just a fluffball with too much eyeliner and a chef's hat. I'm... well, not more important, but more skilled than your average fluffball with too much eyeliner and a chef's hat. I'm not being prideful, most people just don't take the time to learn good cooking like I have."
"Any descriptors?" He asks, suddenly grumpy sounding. "If I can find it, I can have it killed."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Don't wanna loose you again."
"Frenzied Flame give me strength..." he murmurs, fire swirling around him. *Dex save plz*
"I am corrosive, I am death."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"If they want, I could provide shelter."
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
"dunno where any of em went sadly"
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
He nods and opens the door, gesturing in.
"You are important.." he said, setting the knife down.
"Shadow man creature thing?" She said, leaning her head back "He is bothering this young man who's name is Leo and a mechanical dragon."
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 won't. I'm sorry about that.."
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"No, what you are is a pain in my (GP)"
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
*whoa cool*
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 walks into the door, a bit nervous the meet his boyfriend's family.
"Not any more than any of these schmucks." He says, gesturing to one of the hanging bodies. "Any one of them could have been me and it wouldn't have mattered."
"I'll look into it. I may have a good mercenary who can help. She goes by Olive. Old work friend from my adventuring days."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Okay..." he mumbles, falling fast asleep.
*Take half of 41 fire dmg* He hurls a fireball at them, laughing insanely.
He chuckles, touching a few more trees.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
A little deep dragon wyrmling is sitting on the floor of a mighty castle overlooking a kingdom, playing with a wooden rocking horse while holding a hamster in on claw. "Wynon, this is my love, Egregore." He states and she looks up, her blank large eyes staring at him as she gives a little wave "Ello." She says politely.
William gives him a look and shakes his head "A connection.... That is why you are special."
She nods and rubs her arms where bruises have started to form again.
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