"Some embodiment of death and corrosion or some (GP) lives in the forest and has been harming my new partner. I need it executed with extreme prejudice."
Olive gasps "aww you got a partner? I'm so happy for y- wait embodiment of death?...well that's a new one... But it's probably nothing we can't handle with the proper preparation!" She says, quickly becoming confident again.
"Exactly. Unfortunately, we don't know anything about this threat. You are quick and quiet, and I need someone like that for now. We should expect corrosion and necrosis, so I prepared you some resistance potions. Next time we see the (GP)er, hunt it. Hound it. Find where it lives. Kill its entire family if you want. How you get the job done is none of my concern. What matters is that the job gets done with minimal casualties. If a tree falls in the forest and you're around to hear it, I'm holding you accountable. Understand?"
Olive nods "got it. Two more questions. Do you want the body after and do you have any more descriptors of it?"
"Some embodiment of death and corrosion or some (GP) lives in the forest and has been harming my new partner. I need it executed with extreme prejudice."
Olive gasps "aww you got a partner? I'm so happy for y- wait embodiment of death?...well that's a new one... But it's probably nothing we can't handle with the proper preparation!" She says, quickly becoming confident again.
"Exactly. Unfortunately, we don't know anything about this threat. You are quick and quiet, and I need someone like that for now. We should expect corrosion and necrosis, so I prepared you some resistance potions. Next time we see the (GP)er, hunt it. Hound it. Find where it lives. Kill its entire family if you want. How you get the job done is none of my concern. What matters is that the job gets done with minimal casualties. If a tree falls in the forest and you're around to hear it, I'm holding you accountable. Understand?"
Olive nods "got it. Two more questions. Do you want the body after and do you have any more descriptors of it?"
"No and no. I'll tell you when we know... anything."
"Some embodiment of death and corrosion or some (GP) lives in the forest and has been harming my new partner. I need it executed with extreme prejudice."
Olive gasps "aww you got a partner? I'm so happy for y- wait embodiment of death?...well that's a new one... But it's probably nothing we can't handle with the proper preparation!" She says, quickly becoming confident again.
"Exactly. Unfortunately, we don't know anything about this threat. You are quick and quiet, and I need someone like that for now. We should expect corrosion and necrosis, so I prepared you some resistance potions. Next time we see the (GP)er, hunt it. Hound it. Find where it lives. Kill its entire family if you want. How you get the job done is none of my concern. What matters is that the job gets done with minimal casualties. If a tree falls in the forest and you're around to hear it, I'm holding you accountable. Understand?"
Olive nods "got it. Two more questions. Do you want the body after and do you have any more descriptors of it?"
"No and no. I'll tell you when we know... anything."
Olive smiles "got it! Here, if I find it before you it'll vibrate, and if you find it first shake it really hard and it'll make mine vibrate" she hands him a speckled blue rock resembling a birds egg with a smiley face poorly painted on it.
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
Scott is writing quietly in a corner table of the tavern. He writing a story about some characters going into the pits of hell only to make a deal and end up getting lost on the way out.
Yuri is sharpening her spear, humming to herself. Unlike he usual dress, she is dressed in long pants, a black tank top, and simple earrings. She flips the spear with one hand, testing it out.
William is grumbling to himself as he inspects a broken window in the restaurant.
"No and no. I'll tell you when we know... anything."
Olive smiles "got it! Here, if I find it before you it'll vibrate, and if you find it first shake it really hard and it'll make mine vibrate" she hands him a speckled blue rock resembling a birds egg with a smiley face poorly painted on it.
"Hm. I'm guessing there's a Rattlebone in this thing? Good idea." He puts it in his apron pocket. "Now go do your thing. I know you have some... odd methods, but they work so I won't question them."
Scott is writing quietly in a corner table of the tavern. He writing a story about some characters going into the pits of hell only to make a deal and end up getting lost on the way out.
Yuri is sharpening her spear, humming to herself. Unlike he usual dress, she is dressed in long pants, a black tank top, and simple earrings. She flips the spear with one hand, testing it out.
William is grumbling to himself as he inspects a broken window in the restaurant.
Isaac comes over "need help fixing that?"
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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
"No and no. I'll tell you when we know... anything."
Olive smiles "got it! Here, if I find it before you it'll vibrate, and if you find it first shake it really hard and it'll make mine vibrate" she hands him a speckled blue rock resembling a birds egg with a smiley face poorly painted on it.
"Hm. I'm guessing there's a Rattlebone in this thing? Good idea." He puts it in his apron pocket. "Now go do your thing. I know you have some... odd methods, but they work so I won't question them."
"Alrighty! Cya Oswald!" Olive runs off into the forest to try and find the whatever-it-is
Scott is writing quietly in a corner table of the tavern. He writing a story about some characters going into the pits of hell only to make a deal and end up getting lost on the way out.
Yuri is sharpening her spear, humming to herself. Unlike he usual dress, she is dressed in long pants, a black tank top, and simple earrings. She flips the spear with one hand, testing it out.
William is grumbling to himself as he inspects a broken window in the restaurant.
A ten-foot-tall angel is nearby, caring for various animals that were injured by the fire. She doesn't recognize its category.
Felix nervously waddles in his direction, carrying a sheet of glass shaped for the window and being very careful not to drop it. "I, uh, was hoping to replace it before you got in, and, like, tell you about it later. I didn't see it get broken, so I don't know who got in. S-sorry, man."
*hey anyone wanna rp?* The spotted rabbit fae in the blue coat has temporarily abandoned his seat to stretch his legs.
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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)
Scott is writing quietly in a corner table of the tavern. He writing a story about some characters going into the pits of hell only to make a deal and end up getting lost on the way out.
Yuri is sharpening her spear, humming to herself. Unlike he usual dress, she is dressed in long pants, a black tank top, and simple earrings. She flips the spear with one hand, testing it out.
William is grumbling to himself as he inspects a broken window in the restaurant.
Isaac comes over "need help fixing that?"
He shakes his head "More like I need finding whoever did it.."
Scott is writing quietly in a corner table of the tavern. He writing a story about some characters going into the pits of hell only to make a deal and end up getting lost on the way out.
Yuri is sharpening her spear, humming to herself. Unlike he usual dress, she is dressed in long pants, a black tank top, and simple earrings. She flips the spear with one hand, testing it out.
William is grumbling to himself as he inspects a broken window in the restaurant.
Isaac comes over "need help fixing that?"
He shakes his head "More like I need finding whoever did it.."
"Dunno how much i'd be able to help"
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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
Scott is writing quietly in a corner table of the tavern. He writing a story about some characters going into the pits of hell only to make a deal and end up getting lost on the way out.
Yuri is sharpening her spear, humming to herself. Unlike he usual dress, she is dressed in long pants, a black tank top, and simple earrings. She flips the spear with one hand, testing it out.
William is grumbling to himself as he inspects a broken window in the restaurant.
A ten-foot-tall angel is nearby, caring for various animals that were injured by the fire. She doesn't recognize its category.
Felix nervously waddles in his direction, carrying a sheet of glass shaped for the window and being very careful not to drop it. "I, uh, was hoping to replace it before you got in, and, like, tell you about it later. I didn't see it get broken, so I don't know who got in. S-sorry, man."
She raises a brow, knowing this a spot that the celestial kind sometimes touched down. She shrugs to herself, another winged goody boy.
"It's okay. I am more worried what got stolen or seen if anything." He said, folding his arms.
Scott is writing quietly in a corner table of the tavern. He writing a story about some characters going into the pits of hell only to make a deal and end up getting lost on the way out.
Yuri is sharpening her spear, humming to herself. Unlike he usual dress, she is dressed in long pants, a black tank top, and simple earrings. She flips the spear with one hand, testing it out.
William is grumbling to himself as he inspects a broken window in the restaurant.
Isaac comes over "need help fixing that?"
He shakes his head "More like I need finding whoever did it.."
"Dunno how much i'd be able to help"
"It's okay. I can find someone." He says, folding his arms.
Scott is writing quietly in a corner table of the tavern. He writing a story about some characters going into the pits of hell only to make a deal and end up getting lost on the way out.
Yuri is sharpening her spear, humming to herself. Unlike he usual dress, she is dressed in long pants, a black tank top, and simple earrings. She flips the spear with one hand, testing it out.
William is grumbling to himself as he inspects a broken window in the restaurant.
Isaac comes over "need help fixing that?"
He shakes his head "More like I need finding whoever did it.."
"Dunno how much i'd be able to help"
"It's okay. I can find someone." He says, folding his arms.
"did you make someone mad enough to do this?"
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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
A ten-foot-tall angel, looking exactly like the drawings in the storybooks if they were also government officials (think like a generic police officer, but missing the badges), enters the tavern. Its blue eyes wash over the two. A peaceful, soothing presence. (aura effect: WIS save or be charmed by the angel, but be unable to be charmed or frightened by anything else. You can fail on purpose, of course.)
"You there. Are you preparing to gamble?"
For the Caribbean guy - 9 For the Japanese guy - 22
The guy with the cards looks at them and nods, while the guy with the bat continues to look into the middle distance, tapping the bat on his shoulder absentmindedly.
*Japanese guy succeeds*
The angel smiles and bows a bit. "May I join? You are likely to make a profit, as I have not played cards in many years."
The man smiles, his accent strong "I don't play much for profit no more. If you want ta bet on yaself I won't stop ya dhough." He deals out the deck for a quick game of poker. *Typing accents is hard.*
The angel notices the strong aura behind the Japanese man, but ignores it.
"Ah, then it would be best for neither of us to place a bet then." It sits down and begins to play. Its poker face is absolutely perfect, but it doesn't have a perfect grasp on actually playing the game.
The Miner has a nearly perfect poker face of his own, and an a quite incredible understanding of the cards, so much he can predict the cards at the top of the deck after shuffling them. After the first few games he orders them a drink each.
*hey anyone wanna rp?* The spotted rabbit fae in the blue coat has temporarily abandoned his seat to stretch his legs.
Felix (he's like a roughly halfling-shaped critter with mustelid features) wanders over, holding a plate of cookies. "Hey there. You new in town?"
"Oh, I've been around." he takes a cookie. "Here and there, now and then, every so often"
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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)
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Olive nods "got it. Two more questions. Do you want the body after and do you have any more descriptors of it?"
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
"No and no. I'll tell you when we know... anything."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*You ate like cranberries*
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 missed this kind of chaos.*
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
Olive smiles "got it! Here, if I find it before you it'll vibrate, and if you find it first shake it really hard and it'll make mine vibrate" she hands him a speckled blue rock resembling a birds egg with a smiley face poorly painted on it.
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
(hello again)
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
Scott is writing quietly in a corner table of the tavern. He writing a story about some characters going into the pits of hell only to make a deal and end up getting lost on the way out.
Yuri is sharpening her spear, humming to herself. Unlike he usual dress, she is dressed in long pants, a black tank top, and simple earrings. She flips the spear with one hand, testing it out.
William is grumbling to himself as he inspects a broken window in the restaurant.
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
"Hm. I'm guessing there's a Rattlebone in this thing? Good idea." He puts it in his apron pocket. "Now go do your thing. I know you have some... odd methods, but they work so I won't question them."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Isaac comes over "need help fixing that?"
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
"Alrighty! Cya Oswald!" Olive runs off into the forest to try and find the whatever-it-is
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
A ten-foot-tall angel is nearby, caring for various animals that were injured by the fire. She doesn't recognize its category.
Felix nervously waddles in his direction, carrying a sheet of glass shaped for the window and being very careful not to drop it. "I, uh, was hoping to replace it before you got in, and, like, tell you about it later. I didn't see it get broken, so I don't know who got in. S-sorry, man."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*hey anyone wanna rp?*
The spotted rabbit fae in the blue coat has temporarily abandoned his seat to stretch his legs.
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)
He shakes his head "More like I need finding whoever did it.."
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 much i'd be able to help"
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
She raises a brow, knowing this a spot that the celestial kind sometimes touched down. She shrugs to herself, another winged goody boy.
"It's okay. I am more worried what got stolen or seen if anything." He said, folding his arms.
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
"It's okay. I can find someone." He says, folding his arms.
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
Felix (he's like a roughly halfling-shaped critter with mustelid features) wanders over, holding a plate of cookies. "Hey there. You new in town?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"did you make someone mad enough to do this?"
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
The Miner has a nearly perfect poker face of his own, and an a quite incredible understanding of the cards, so much he can predict the cards at the top of the deck after shuffling them. After the first few games he orders them a drink each.
"Oh, I've been around." he takes a cookie. "Here and there, now and then, every so often"
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)