"It's okay, Yuri. It's okay. You made a mistake. I make mistakes all the time. You know what I do? Iterate. Next time I make a mistake in the same vein, I learn from the last time I failed. That's just how it works. Relationships are a part of life, not something new. You may not be very experienced in genuine ones, but neither am I. We're both learning."
"Of course. It makes sense. You are a very controversial figure. If your location were common knowledge, there would be a war over you. While I would get plenty of money from both sides purchasing embargoes on each other, it would be sad to see all those casualties. Paladins who thought their aims were just, children who thought you needed protection..." The dragon frowns. "But we don't need to talk about that. What matters is you and your family. I need to get to know you better in order to help your beloved, so tell me, what are some of your favorite activities? Something both thoughtful and useful will surely be a treat for you."
"I know I just... Feel horrible. I thought that not eating would solve it but it didn't and I nearly ripped out that child's throat. I thought that I could stop killing and I am still sure I can't... I just feel like sometimes I am more of a weight than anything and I know that sounds stupid.."
Donn thinks for a moment "Actually.... I think you might be able to help me with something if you are willing to do so."
"It does sound stupid, but I don't hold it against you. The only reason you see yourself as a weight is that you think of yourself in relation to me. You are your own person. Think about your own goals for a moment. I don't define you as a person, or you me."
"I'm all ears. Metaphorically. Almost literally since the last time I directly said 'yes' to an archfey without getting a full picture of their plans."
"I understand but I've been tethered to only people for so long that it kind of scares me that, if I pull off the roots, what will I be left..." She said, sighing.
"Fair enough. I was wondering if I could commission a ring from you." He pulls a paper from his bag and hands it to him "A gold one, blended with old star dust from dying stars if possible.. the gem must MUST be smoky quartz ringed with polished jet." He asked kindly "If you can complete this, I will forever be in your debt."
Yuri is dressed in a simple, one-shouldered gown with a simple belt with a gold hoop, her favorite pair of golden primrose earrings, and her spear. Her hair is done up in a braided crown around her head. For ince, she doesn't wear the crown and bracelets, a reminder of her past. She stands outside Oswald's factory, looking a bit nervous.
Donn is helping one of his daughters, a bugbear with enormous ears, do handstand. She can't seem to get her balance quite right so he is helping her by holding her legs as she does.
Krist is sitting in the tavern, reading a book. He has his spectacles sitting at the end of his nose, a cup of tea besides him. His cane leans against his chair just in case
Isaac sits near him with a book of his own
Krist smiles kindly "Hello son, how are you?"
"i'm doing well. how are you?"
"I am tired unfortunately, then again I always am."
Yuri is dressed in a simple, one-shouldered gown with a simple belt with a gold hoop, her favorite pair of golden primrose earrings, and her spear. Her hair is done up in a braided crown around her head. For ince, she doesn't wear the crown and bracelets, a reminder of her past. She stands outside Oswald's factory, looking a bit nervous.
Donn is helping one of his daughters, a bugbear with enormous ears, do handstand. She can't seem to get her balance quite right so he is helping her by holding her legs as she does.
Krist is sitting in the tavern, reading a book. He has his spectacles sitting at the end of his nose, a cup of tea besides him. His cane leans against his chair just in case
Isaac sits near him with a book of his own
Krist smiles kindly "Hello son, how are you?"
"i'm doing well. how are you?"
"I am tired unfortunately, then again I always am."
"what's making you tired?"
"My age. I am nearing 20 billion after all."
"you don't look that old"
"Hah! You flatter me son.' he chuckles
"what are you reading?"
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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
Yuri is dressed in a simple, one-shouldered gown with a simple belt with a gold hoop, her favorite pair of golden primrose earrings, and her spear. Her hair is done up in a braided crown around her head. For ince, she doesn't wear the crown and bracelets, a reminder of her past. She stands outside Oswald's factory, looking a bit nervous.
Donn is helping one of his daughters, a bugbear with enormous ears, do handstand. She can't seem to get her balance quite right so he is helping her by holding her legs as she does.
Krist is sitting in the tavern, reading a book. He has his spectacles sitting at the end of his nose, a cup of tea besides him. His cane leans against his chair just in case
Isaac sits near him with a book of his own
Krist smiles kindly "Hello son, how are you?"
"i'm doing well. how are you?"
"I am tired unfortunately, then again I always am."
"what's making you tired?"
"My age. I am nearing 20 billion after all."
"you don't look that old"
"Hah! You flatter me son.' he chuckles
"what are you reading?"
"A book on thermodynamics." He chuckles "Nothing amazing."
Yuri is dressed in a simple, one-shouldered gown with a simple belt with a gold hoop, her favorite pair of golden primrose earrings, and her spear. Her hair is done up in a braided crown around her head. For ince, she doesn't wear the crown and bracelets, a reminder of her past. She stands outside Oswald's factory, looking a bit nervous.
Donn is helping one of his daughters, a bugbear with enormous ears, do handstand. She can't seem to get her balance quite right so he is helping her by holding her legs as she does.
Krist is sitting in the tavern, reading a book. He has his spectacles sitting at the end of his nose, a cup of tea besides him. His cane leans against his chair just in case
Isaac sits near him with a book of his own
Krist smiles kindly "Hello son, how are you?"
"i'm doing well. how are you?"
"I am tired unfortunately, then again I always am."
"what's making you tired?"
"My age. I am nearing 20 billion after all."
"you don't look that old"
"Hah! You flatter me son.' he chuckles
"what are you reading?"
"A book on thermodynamics." He chuckles "Nothing amazing."
"I don't know that term"
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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
Yuri is dressed in a simple, one-shouldered gown with a simple belt with a gold hoop, her favorite pair of golden primrose earrings, and her spear. Her hair is done up in a braided crown around her head. For ince, she doesn't wear the crown and bracelets, a reminder of her past. She stands outside Oswald's factory, looking a bit nervous.
Donn is helping one of his daughters, a bugbear with enormous ears, do handstand. She can't seem to get her balance quite right so he is helping her by holding her legs as she does.
Krist is sitting in the tavern, reading a book. He has his spectacles sitting at the end of his nose, a cup of tea besides him. His cane leans against his chair just in case
Isaac sits near him with a book of his own
Krist smiles kindly "Hello son, how are you?"
"i'm doing well. how are you?"
"I am tired unfortunately, then again I always am."
"what's making you tired?"
"My age. I am nearing 20 billion after all."
"you don't look that old"
"Hah! You flatter me son.' he chuckles
"what are you reading?"
"A book on thermodynamics." He chuckles "Nothing amazing."
"I don't know that term"
"Is like..." He taps his fingers against the book cover "the study of heat and such."
Yuri is dressed in a simple, one-shouldered gown with a simple belt with a gold hoop, her favorite pair of golden primrose earrings, and her spear. Her hair is done up in a braided crown around her head. For ince, she doesn't wear the crown and bracelets, a reminder of her past. She stands outside Oswald's factory, looking a bit nervous.
Donn is helping one of his daughters, a bugbear with enormous ears, do handstand. She can't seem to get her balance quite right so he is helping her by holding her legs as she does.
Krist is sitting in the tavern, reading a book. He has his spectacles sitting at the end of his nose, a cup of tea besides him. His cane leans against his chair just in case
Isaac sits near him with a book of his own
Krist smiles kindly "Hello son, how are you?"
"i'm doing well. how are you?"
"I am tired unfortunately, then again I always am."
"what's making you tired?"
"My age. I am nearing 20 billion after all."
"you don't look that old"
"Hah! You flatter me son.' he chuckles
"what are you reading?"
"A book on thermodynamics." He chuckles "Nothing amazing."
"I don't know that term"
"Is like..." He taps his fingers against the book cover "the study of heat and such."
"oh okay. just didn't know that was the term for it"
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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
Yuri is dressed in a simple, one-shouldered gown with a simple belt with a gold hoop, her favorite pair of golden primrose earrings, and her spear. Her hair is done up in a braided crown around her head. For ince, she doesn't wear the crown and bracelets, a reminder of her past. She stands outside Oswald's factory, looking a bit nervous.
Donn is helping one of his daughters, a bugbear with enormous ears, do handstand. She can't seem to get her balance quite right so he is helping her by holding her legs as she does.
Krist is sitting in the tavern, reading a book. He has his spectacles sitting at the end of his nose, a cup of tea besides him. His cane leans against his chair just in case
Isaac sits near him with a book of his own
Krist smiles kindly "Hello son, how are you?"
"i'm doing well. how are you?"
"I am tired unfortunately, then again I always am."
"what's making you tired?"
"My age. I am nearing 20 billion after all."
"you don't look that old"
"Hah! You flatter me son.' he chuckles
"what are you reading?"
"A book on thermodynamics." He chuckles "Nothing amazing."
"I don't know that term"
"Is like..." He taps his fingers against the book cover "the study of heat and such."
"oh okay. just didn't know that was the term for it"
"It's okay. Would you like to borrow it?" He asked
Yuri is dressed in a simple, one-shouldered gown with a simple belt with a gold hoop, her favorite pair of golden primrose earrings, and her spear. Her hair is done up in a braided crown around her head. For ince, she doesn't wear the crown and bracelets, a reminder of her past. She stands outside Oswald's factory, looking a bit nervous.
Donn is helping one of his daughters, a bugbear with enormous ears, do handstand. She can't seem to get her balance quite right so he is helping her by holding her legs as she does.
Krist is sitting in the tavern, reading a book. He has his spectacles sitting at the end of his nose, a cup of tea besides him. His cane leans against his chair just in case
Isaac sits near him with a book of his own
Krist smiles kindly "Hello son, how are you?"
"i'm doing well. how are you?"
"I am tired unfortunately, then again I always am."
"what's making you tired?"
"My age. I am nearing 20 billion after all."
"you don't look that old"
"Hah! You flatter me son.' he chuckles
"what are you reading?"
"A book on thermodynamics." He chuckles "Nothing amazing."
"I don't know that term"
"Is like..." He taps his fingers against the book cover "the study of heat and such."
"oh okay. just didn't know that was the term for it"
"It's okay. Would you like to borrow it?" He asked
He shakes his head "not in my area of interest"
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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
"It does sound stupid, but I don't hold it against you. The only reason you see yourself as a weight is that you think of yourself in relation to me. You are your own person. Think about your own goals for a moment. I don't define you as a person, or you me."
"I'm all ears. Metaphorically. Almost literally since the last time I directly said 'yes' to an archfey without getting a full picture of their plans."
"I understand but I've been tethered to only people for so long that it kind of scares me that, if I pull off the roots, what will I be left..." She said, sighing.
"Fair enough. I was wondering if I could commission a ring from you." He pulls a paper from his bag and hands it to him "A gold one, blended with old star dust from dying stars if possible.. the gem must MUST be smoky quartz ringed with polished jet." He asked kindly "If you can complete this, I will forever be in your debt."
"Yuri." His voice and face turn stern. "I do not define you. No one is allowed to define you but you. I will personally slaughter anyone who attempts to tether you like that again. No exceptions. Now personally, I want to live for a long time, so you'd best respect yourself."
Greasecure looks at the paper, smirking. "Dust from still-dying stars? Oh, I know what this is. What a beautiful sentiment. And you will be forever in my debt. I don't think any quantifiable amount of gold can afford this. But even a few favors from an Archfey has much the same value. I can get you this ring. I could name my price, but I'd regret anything I said, even if it were... no, not going to say it." He chuckles. "Remember your past mistakes, Greasecure! But consider your ring done within the week."
Yuri is dressed in a simple, one-shouldered gown with a simple belt with a gold hoop, her favorite pair of golden primrose earrings, and her spear. Her hair is done up in a braided crown around her head. For ince, she doesn't wear the crown and bracelets, a reminder of her past. She stands outside Oswald's factory, looking a bit nervous.
Donn is helping one of his daughters, a bugbear with enormous ears, do handstand. She can't seem to get her balance quite right so he is helping her by holding her legs as she does.
Krist is sitting in the tavern, reading a book. He has his spectacles sitting at the end of his nose, a cup of tea besides him. His cane leans against his chair just in case
Isaac sits near him with a book of his own
Krist smiles kindly "Hello son, how are you?"
"i'm doing well. how are you?"
"I am tired unfortunately, then again I always am."
"what's making you tired?"
"My age. I am nearing 20 billion after all."
"you don't look that old"
"Hah! You flatter me son.' he chuckles
"what are you reading?"
"A book on thermodynamics." He chuckles "Nothing amazing."
"I don't know that term"
"Is like..." He taps his fingers against the book cover "the study of heat and such."
"oh okay. just didn't know that was the term for it"
"It's okay. Would you like to borrow it?" He asked
He shakes his head "not in my area of interest"
"You are a mechanic? This aligns with your work Isaac." He explains.
"It does sound stupid, but I don't hold it against you. The only reason you see yourself as a weight is that you think of yourself in relation to me. You are your own person. Think about your own goals for a moment. I don't define you as a person, or you me."
"I'm all ears. Metaphorically. Almost literally since the last time I directly said 'yes' to an archfey without getting a full picture of their plans."
"I understand but I've been tethered to only people for so long that it kind of scares me that, if I pull off the roots, what will I be left..." She said, sighing.
"Fair enough. I was wondering if I could commission a ring from you." He pulls a paper from his bag and hands it to him "A gold one, blended with old star dust from dying stars if possible.. the gem must MUST be smoky quartz ringed with polished jet." He asked kindly "If you can complete this, I will forever be in your debt."
"Yuri." His voice and face turn stern. "I do not define you. No one is allowed to define you but you. I will personally slaughter anyone who attempts to tether you like that again. No exceptions. Now personally, I want to live for a long time, so you'd best respect yourself."
Greasecure looks at the paper, smirking. "Dust from still-dying stars? Oh, I know what this is. What a beautiful sentiment. And you will be forever in my debt. I don't think any quantifiable amount of gold can afford this. But even a few favors from an Archfey has much the same value. I can get you this ring. I could name my price, but I'd regret anything I said, even if it were... no, not going to say it." He chuckles. "Remember your past mistakes, Greasecure! But consider your ring done within the week."
She nods, smiling. She cuddles the Otyugh, burying her face in its scruff and sighing, her shoulders slumping.
He nods "Please... I ask you to put your heart and soul into it. This is for someone special."
"Yuri." His voice and face turn stern. "I do not define you. No one is allowed to define you but you. I will personally slaughter anyone who attempts to tether you like that again. No exceptions. Now personally, I want to live for a long time, so you'd best respect yourself."
Greasecure looks at the paper, smirking. "Dust from still-dying stars? Oh, I know what this is. What a beautiful sentiment. And you will be forever in my debt. I don't think any quantifiable amount of gold can afford this. But even a few favors from an Archfey has much the same value. I can get you this ring. I could name my price, but I'd regret anything I said, even if it were... no, not going to say it." He chuckles. "Remember your past mistakes, Greasecure! But consider your ring done within the week."
She nods, smiling. She cuddles the Otyugh, burying her face in its scruff and sighing, her shoulders slumping.
He nods "Please... I ask you to put your heart and soul into it. This is for someone special."
He walks behind her and rubs her shoulders. "Be good to yourself. By doing so, you are giving me the greatest gift created by the Fey: you."
He huffs. "Heart and soul? Already lost those in some deals that went south. I'll have to rent someone else's. But it's a business expense, so I can charge you for it. All good here."
"Yuri." His voice and face turn stern. "I do not define you. No one is allowed to define you but you. I will personally slaughter anyone who attempts to tether you like that again. No exceptions. Now personally, I want to live for a long time, so you'd best respect yourself."
Greasecure looks at the paper, smirking. "Dust from still-dying stars? Oh, I know what this is. What a beautiful sentiment. And you will be forever in my debt. I don't think any quantifiable amount of gold can afford this. But even a few favors from an Archfey has much the same value. I can get you this ring. I could name my price, but I'd regret anything I said, even if it were... no, not going to say it." He chuckles. "Remember your past mistakes, Greasecure! But consider your ring done within the week."
She nods, smiling. She cuddles the Otyugh, burying her face in its scruff and sighing, her shoulders slumping.
He nods "Please... I ask you to put your heart and soul into it. This is for someone special."
He walks behind her and rubs her shoulders. "Be good to yourself. By doing so, you are giving me the greatest gift created by the Fey: you."
He huffs. "Heart and soul? Already lost those in some deals that went south. I'll have to rent someone else's. But it's a business expense, so I can charge you for it. All good here."
She curses into the scruff and looks up at him. She grips him by the back of the neck and kisses his forehead.
He nods and pats his daughters shoulder "Anything you want sweetie?". She shakes her head by waves to the dragon.
He walks behind her and rubs her shoulders. "Be good to yourself. By doing so, you are giving me the greatest gift created by the Fey: you."
He huffs. "Heart and soul? Already lost those in some deals that went south. I'll have to rent someone else's. But it's a business expense, so I can charge you for it. All good here."
She curses into the scruff and looks up at him. She grips him by the back of the neck and kisses his forehead.
He nods and pats his daughters shoulder "Anything you want sweetie?". She shakes her head by waves to the dragon.
*Pickup line: succeeded* He tastes like grease and fish guts. Very familiar from the many times she's kissed him before.
Greascure waves a claw and all the stuff flies back into the car, burying him in soft things as the doors close. "What have I gotten myself into... heh heh heh..." The fat donkey begins to pull the cart away.
He walks behind her and rubs her shoulders. "Be good to yourself. By doing so, you are giving me the greatest gift created by the Fey: you."
He huffs. "Heart and soul? Already lost those in some deals that went south. I'll have to rent someone else's. But it's a business expense, so I can charge you for it. All good here."
She curses into the scruff and looks up at him. She grips him by the back of the neck and kisses his forehead.
He nods and pats his daughters shoulder "Anything you want sweetie?". She shakes her head by waves to the dragon.
*Pickup line: succeeded* He tastes like grease and fish guts. Very familiar from the many times she's kissed him before.
Greascure waves a claw and all the stuff flies back into the car, burying him in soft things as the doors close. "What have I gotten myself into... heh heh heh..." The fat donkey begins to pull the cart away.
*She likes him. She will follow him to the ends of the earth. She is a dog ladies and gentlemen.*
She is a blushing mess and buries her face back into the flesh of the Otyugh. It makes a confused noise and squirms.
Donn continues helping his daughter, though now he is slightly more worried about what he just managed to get himself into.
*Pickup line: succeeded* He tastes like grease and fish guts. Very familiar from the many times she's kissed him before.
Greascure waves a claw and all the stuff flies back into the car, burying him in soft things as the doors close. "What have I gotten myself into... heh heh heh..." The fat donkey begins to pull the cart away.
*She likes him. She will follow him to the ends of the earth. She is a dog ladies and gentlemen.*
She is a blushing mess and buries her face back into the flesh of the Otyugh. It makes a confused noise and squirms.
Donn continues helping his daughter, though now he is slightly more worried about what he just managed to get himself into.
*This seems like a good place to leave both of these. What do you think?*
*Pickup line: succeeded* He tastes like grease and fish guts. Very familiar from the many times she's kissed him before.
Greascure waves a claw and all the stuff flies back into the car, burying him in soft things as the doors close. "What have I gotten myself into... heh heh heh..." The fat donkey begins to pull the cart away.
*She likes him. She will follow him to the ends of the earth. She is a dog ladies and gentlemen.*
She is a blushing mess and buries her face back into the flesh of the Otyugh. It makes a confused noise and squirms.
Donn continues helping his daughter, though now he is slightly more worried about what he just managed to get himself into.
*This seems like a good place to leave both of these. What do you think?*
*Pickup line: succeeded* He tastes like grease and fish guts. Very familiar from the many times she's kissed him before.
Greascure waves a claw and all the stuff flies back into the car, burying him in soft things as the doors close. "What have I gotten myself into... heh heh heh..." The fat donkey begins to pull the cart away.
*She likes him. She will follow him to the ends of the earth. She is a dog ladies and gentlemen.*
She is a blushing mess and buries her face back into the flesh of the Otyugh. It makes a confused noise and squirms.
Donn continues helping his daughter, though now he is slightly more worried about what he just managed to get himself into.
*This seems like a good place to leave both of these. What do you think?*
*Pickup line: succeeded* He tastes like grease and fish guts. Very familiar from the many times she's kissed him before.
Greascure waves a claw and all the stuff flies back into the car, burying him in soft things as the doors close. "What have I gotten myself into... heh heh heh..." The fat donkey begins to pull the cart away.
*She likes him. She will follow him to the ends of the earth. She is a dog ladies and gentlemen.*
She is a blushing mess and buries her face back into the flesh of the Otyugh. It makes a confused noise and squirms.
Donn continues helping his daughter, though now he is slightly more worried about what he just managed to get himself into.
*This seems like a good place to leave both of these. What do you think?*
*Okie dokie*
*Yay! I actually finished something for once!*
*Mui Beuno*
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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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"I understand but I've been tethered to only people for so long that it kind of scares me that, if I pull off the roots, what will I be left..." She said, sighing.
"Fair enough. I was wondering if I could commission a ring from you." He pulls a paper from his bag and hands it to him "A gold one, blended with old star dust from dying stars if possible.. the gem must MUST be smoky quartz ringed with polished jet." He asked kindly "If you can complete this, I will forever be in your debt."
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
"Hah! You flatter me son.' he chuckles
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
"what are you reading?"
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 book on thermodynamics." He chuckles "Nothing amazing."
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 don't know that term"
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 like..." He taps his fingers against the book cover "the study of heat and such."
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 okay. just didn't know that was the term for 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
"It's okay. Would you like to borrow it?" He asked
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 shakes his head "not in my area of interest"
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
"Yuri." His voice and face turn stern. "I do not define you. No one is allowed to define you but you. I will personally slaughter anyone who attempts to tether you like that again. No exceptions. Now personally, I want to live for a long time, so you'd best respect yourself."
Greasecure looks at the paper, smirking. "Dust from still-dying stars? Oh, I know what this is. What a beautiful sentiment. And you will be forever in my debt. I don't think any quantifiable amount of gold can afford this. But even a few favors from an Archfey has much the same value. I can get you this ring. I could name my price, but I'd regret anything I said, even if it were... no, not going to say it." He chuckles. "Remember your past mistakes, Greasecure! But consider your ring done within the week."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"You are a mechanic? This aligns with your work Isaac." He explains.
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
She nods, smiling. She cuddles the Otyugh, burying her face in its scruff and sighing, her shoulders slumping.
He nods "Please... I ask you to put your heart and soul into it. This is for someone special."
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 walks behind her and rubs her shoulders. "Be good to yourself. By doing so, you are giving me the greatest gift created by the Fey: you."
He huffs. "Heart and soul? Already lost those in some deals that went south. I'll have to rent someone else's. But it's a business expense, so I can charge you for it. All good here."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She curses into the scruff and looks up at him. She grips him by the back of the neck and kisses his forehead.
He nods and pats his daughters shoulder "Anything you want sweetie?". She shakes her head by waves to the 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
*Pickup line: succeeded* He tastes like grease and fish guts. Very familiar from the many times she's kissed him before.
Greascure waves a claw and all the stuff flies back into the car, burying him in soft things as the doors close. "What have I gotten myself into... heh heh heh..." The fat donkey begins to pull the cart away.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*She likes him. She will follow him to the ends of the earth. She is a dog ladies and gentlemen.*
She is a blushing mess and buries her face back into the flesh of the Otyugh. It makes a confused noise and squirms.
Donn continues helping his daughter, though now he is slightly more worried about what he just managed to get himself into.
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
*This seems like a good place to leave both of these. What do you think?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Okie dokie*
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
*Yay! I actually finished something for once!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Mui Beuno*
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