"If you want him to be safe, then he can go to the negative energy plane or the astral plane."
T-I with Harbor. "And what do you specialize in?"
"Why can't you get rid of his vampirism?" he said.
"Breakfast" He said right at the end of T-I sentence
"1. Because to come back from the dead is already pulling a petitioner through 5 planes. 2. Because the Body is occupied by a spirit due to the Patron. And, 3. the Patron would loath to give up a puppet."
"What type of breakfast?"
Kelipso rubs the bridge of his nose and sighs ".....Okay.." he said and sat down.
"Waffles!" he said
"... There might be an easier way, but it involves Faeries."
The lizardfolk is unmoved. "Mmm... Do you have a waffle maker?"
"lets do it." he said.
"No, i make em by hand"
"Okay." Lazarus says, looking around for Yuri.
"... Elaborate."
Yuri is in her domain that is a portal attached to a tree in the center of the woods.
"I poke the little dents into them by hand" he said
Lazarus flies away, and knocks on the door
"How do you heat them up?"
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The lizardfolk is repairing the gargantuan, smog-belching machine in front of the inn. It looks like it was attacked by some sort of giant monster.
T-I (who is a lizardfolk) offers to help
"That would be... well, helpful. Most of the damage is cosmetic, though. Do you know metalworking?"
"I do, but my hands do not. Do you have a welding mask?"
"Of course. Several." They knock on the side of the "submarine." "Welding equipment, please." A set is tossed out, having everything a metalworker could want, including a lunch box and thermos.
The lizardfolk is repairing the gargantuan, smog-belching machine in front of the inn. It looks like it was attacked by some sort of giant monster.
T-I (who is a lizardfolk) offers to help
"That would be... well, helpful. Most of the damage is cosmetic, though. Do you know metalworking?"
"I do, but my hands do not. Do you have a welding mask?"
"Of course. Several." They knock on the side of the "submarine." "Welding equipment, please." A set is tossed out, having everything a metalworker could want, including a lunch box and thermos.
They don it and begin to weld
How many are there of you?
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
The lizardfolk is repairing the gargantuan, smog-belching machine in front of the inn. It looks like it was attacked by some sort of giant monster.
T-I (who is a lizardfolk) offers to help
"That would be... well, helpful. Most of the damage is cosmetic, though. Do you know metalworking?"
"I do, but my hands do not. Do you have a welding mask?"
"Of course. Several." They knock on the side of the "submarine." "Welding equipment, please." A set is tossed out, having everything a metalworker could want, including a lunch box and thermos.
They don it and begin to weld
How many are there of you?
"34, if you include me. The Maw is much larger than it looks, and we are always hiring poor, desperate souls in need of work."
The lizardfolk is repairing the gargantuan, smog-belching machine in front of the inn. It looks like it was attacked by some sort of giant monster.
T-I (who is a lizardfolk) offers to help
"That would be... well, helpful. Most of the damage is cosmetic, though. Do you know metalworking?"
"I do, but my hands do not. Do you have a welding mask?"
"Of course. Several." They knock on the side of the "submarine." "Welding equipment, please." A set is tossed out, having everything a metalworker could want, including a lunch box and thermos.
They don it and begin to weld
How many are there of you?
"34, if you include me. The Maw is much larger than it looks, and we are always hiring poor, desperate souls in need of work."
Is that the name of the vechical? The Maw?
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
The lizardfolk is repairing the gargantuan, smog-belching machine in front of the inn. It looks like it was attacked by some sort of giant monster.
T-I (who is a lizardfolk) offers to help
"That would be... well, helpful. Most of the damage is cosmetic, though. Do you know metalworking?"
"I do, but my hands do not. Do you have a welding mask?"
"Of course. Several." They knock on the side of the "submarine." "Welding equipment, please." A set is tossed out, having everything a metalworker could want, including a lunch box and thermos.
They don it and begin to weld
How many are there of you?
"34, if you include me. The Maw is much larger than it looks, and we are always hiring poor, desperate souls in need of work."
Is that the name of the vechical? The Maw?
"Yes. I invented it myself. A bit of black science will get you almost anything, and when all you want is a hotel restaurant submarine that can go on land, it's pretty simple. Then again, most people who saw the actual blueprints had a mental bluescreen and never boarded again, so maybe not that simple."
The lizardfolk is repairing the gargantuan, smog-belching machine in front of the inn. It looks like it was attacked by some sort of giant monster.
T-I (who is a lizardfolk) offers to help
"That would be... well, helpful. Most of the damage is cosmetic, though. Do you know metalworking?"
"I do, but my hands do not. Do you have a welding mask?"
"Of course. Several." They knock on the side of the "submarine." "Welding equipment, please." A set is tossed out, having everything a metalworker could want, including a lunch box and thermos.
They don it and begin to weld
How many are there of you?
"34, if you include me. The Maw is much larger than it looks, and we are always hiring poor, desperate souls in need of work."
Is that the name of the vechical? The Maw?
"Yes. I invented it myself. A bit of black science will get you almost anything, and when all you want is a hotel restaurant submarine that can go on land, it's pretty simple. Then again, most people who saw the actual blueprints had a mental bluescreen and never boarded again, so maybe not that simple."
Understood. How hard was this work of artificy?
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The lizardfolk is repairing the gargantuan, smog-belching machine in front of the inn. It looks like it was attacked by some sort of giant monster.
T-I (who is a lizardfolk) offers to help
"That would be... well, helpful. Most of the damage is cosmetic, though. Do you know metalworking?"
"I do, but my hands do not. Do you have a welding mask?"
"Of course. Several." They knock on the side of the "submarine." "Welding equipment, please." A set is tossed out, having everything a metalworker could want, including a lunch box and thermos.
They don it and begin to weld
How many are there of you?
"34, if you include me. The Maw is much larger than it looks, and we are always hiring poor, desperate souls in need of work."
Is that the name of the vechical? The Maw?
"Yes. I invented it myself. A bit of black science will get you almost anything, and when all you want is a hotel restaurant submarine that can go on land, it's pretty simple. Then again, most people who saw the actual blueprints had a mental bluescreen and never boarded again, so maybe not that simple."
Understood. How hard was this work of artificy?
"It's my life's work, and it deserves every letter of that title. Not even I know exactly how it works at this point. It is as simple as it can be, yet it has reached a level of complexity that has baffled some of the most brilliant scientific minds of this age. At this point, it isn't a ship. It's a family member."
I've been watching how your eyes move to the ground And I hear you change your story every time that I'm around You can tell me what you want, say what you will But I'm done with you, I'm done with what you say you think is real
The lizardfolk is repairing the gargantuan, smog-belching machine in front of the inn. It looks like it was attacked by some sort of giant monster.
T-I (who is a lizardfolk) offers to help
"That would be... well, helpful. Most of the damage is cosmetic, though. Do you know metalworking?"
"I do, but my hands do not. Do you have a welding mask?"
"Of course. Several." They knock on the side of the "submarine." "Welding equipment, please." A set is tossed out, having everything a metalworker could want, including a lunch box and thermos.
They don it and begin to weld
How many are there of you?
"34, if you include me. The Maw is much larger than it looks, and we are always hiring poor, desperate souls in need of work."
Is that the name of the vechical? The Maw?
"Yes. I invented it myself. A bit of black science will get you almost anything, and when all you want is a hotel restaurant submarine that can go on land, it's pretty simple. Then again, most people who saw the actual blueprints had a mental bluescreen and never boarded again, so maybe not that simple."
Understood. How hard was this work of artificy?
"It's my life's work, and it deserves every letter of that title. Not even I know exactly how it works at this point. It is as simple as it can be, yet it has reached a level of complexity that has baffled some of the most brilliant scientific minds of this age. At this point, it isn't a ship. It's a family member."
Understood. Where you born in space?
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The lizardfolk is repairing the gargantuan, smog-belching machine in front of the inn. It looks like it was attacked by some sort of giant monster.
T-I (who is a lizardfolk) offers to help
"That would be... well, helpful. Most of the damage is cosmetic, though. Do you know metalworking?"
"I do, but my hands do not. Do you have a welding mask?"
"Of course. Several." They knock on the side of the "submarine." "Welding equipment, please." A set is tossed out, having everything a metalworker could want, including a lunch box and thermos.
They don it and begin to weld
How many are there of you?
"34, if you include me. The Maw is much larger than it looks, and we are always hiring poor, desperate souls in need of work."
Is that the name of the vechical? The Maw?
"Yes. I invented it myself. A bit of black science will get you almost anything, and when all you want is a hotel restaurant submarine that can go on land, it's pretty simple. Then again, most people who saw the actual blueprints had a mental bluescreen and never boarded again, so maybe not that simple."
Understood. How hard was this work of artificy?
"It's my life's work, and it deserves every letter of that title. Not even I know exactly how it works at this point. It is as simple as it can be, yet it has reached a level of complexity that has baffled some of the most brilliant scientific minds of this age. At this point, it isn't a ship. It's a family member."
Understood. Where you born in space?
"No. The Skins. Oh, wait, you don't know where that is, do you? The Skins are the swamps that surround the city of Gloomwrought in the Shadowfell. Hunters killed my family for their hides, so I went to the city and scavenged for food and clean water. A group of freaks took me in. They needed books, and I could steal them. The books are how I learned black science. As thanks for pulling me out of the literal and metaphorical muck, I built the Maw, and took them in as crew members."
The lizardfolk is repairing the gargantuan, smog-belching machine in front of the inn. It looks like it was attacked by some sort of giant monster.
T-I (who is a lizardfolk) offers to help
"That would be... well, helpful. Most of the damage is cosmetic, though. Do you know metalworking?"
"I do, but my hands do not. Do you have a welding mask?"
"Of course. Several." They knock on the side of the "submarine." "Welding equipment, please." A set is tossed out, having everything a metalworker could want, including a lunch box and thermos.
They don it and begin to weld
How many are there of you?
"34, if you include me. The Maw is much larger than it looks, and we are always hiring poor, desperate souls in need of work."
Is that the name of the vechical? The Maw?
"Yes. I invented it myself. A bit of black science will get you almost anything, and when all you want is a hotel restaurant submarine that can go on land, it's pretty simple. Then again, most people who saw the actual blueprints had a mental bluescreen and never boarded again, so maybe not that simple."
Understood. How hard was this work of artificy?
"It's my life's work, and it deserves every letter of that title. Not even I know exactly how it works at this point. It is as simple as it can be, yet it has reached a level of complexity that has baffled some of the most brilliant scientific minds of this age. At this point, it isn't a ship. It's a family member."
Understood. Where you born in space?
"No. The Skins. Oh, wait, you don't know where that is, do you? The Skins are the swamps that surround the city of Gloomwrought in the Shadowfell. Hunters killed my family for their hides, so I went to the city and scavenged for food and clean water. A group of freaks took me in. They needed books, and I could steal them. The books are how I learned black science. As thanks for pulling me out of the literal and metaphorical muck, I built the Maw, and took them in as crew members."
"Understood. I have been to Gloomwrought but never to the Skins. How big are they?"
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The lizardfolk is repairing the gargantuan, smog-belching machine in front of the inn. It looks like it was attacked by some sort of giant monster.
T-I (who is a lizardfolk) offers to help
"That would be... well, helpful. Most of the damage is cosmetic, though. Do you know metalworking?"
"I do, but my hands do not. Do you have a welding mask?"
"Of course. Several." They knock on the side of the "submarine." "Welding equipment, please." A set is tossed out, having everything a metalworker could want, including a lunch box and thermos.
They don it and begin to weld
How many are there of you?
"34, if you include me. The Maw is much larger than it looks, and we are always hiring poor, desperate souls in need of work."
Is that the name of the vechical? The Maw?
"Yes. I invented it myself. A bit of black science will get you almost anything, and when all you want is a hotel restaurant submarine that can go on land, it's pretty simple. Then again, most people who saw the actual blueprints had a mental bluescreen and never boarded again, so maybe not that simple."
Understood. How hard was this work of artificy?
"It's my life's work, and it deserves every letter of that title. Not even I know exactly how it works at this point. It is as simple as it can be, yet it has reached a level of complexity that has baffled some of the most brilliant scientific minds of this age. At this point, it isn't a ship. It's a family member."
Understood. Where you born in space?
"No. The Skins. Oh, wait, you don't know where that is, do you? The Skins are the swamps that surround the city of Gloomwrought in the Shadowfell. Hunters killed my family for their hides, so I went to the city and scavenged for food and clean water. A group of freaks took me in. They needed books, and I could steal them. The books are how I learned black science. As thanks for pulling me out of the literal and metaphorical muck, I built the Maw, and took them in as crew members."
"Understood. I have been to Gloomwrought but never to the Skins. How big are they?"
"They surround the outer edge, on the opposite side to the Stormy Sea."
The lizardfolk is repairing the gargantuan, smog-belching machine in front of the inn. It looks like it was attacked by some sort of giant monster.
T-I (who is a lizardfolk) offers to help
"That would be... well, helpful. Most of the damage is cosmetic, though. Do you know metalworking?"
"I do, but my hands do not. Do you have a welding mask?"
"Of course. Several." They knock on the side of the "submarine." "Welding equipment, please." A set is tossed out, having everything a metalworker could want, including a lunch box and thermos.
They don it and begin to weld
How many are there of you?
"34, if you include me. The Maw is much larger than it looks, and we are always hiring poor, desperate souls in need of work."
Is that the name of the vechical? The Maw?
"Yes. I invented it myself. A bit of black science will get you almost anything, and when all you want is a hotel restaurant submarine that can go on land, it's pretty simple. Then again, most people who saw the actual blueprints had a mental bluescreen and never boarded again, so maybe not that simple."
Understood. How hard was this work of artificy?
"It's my life's work, and it deserves every letter of that title. Not even I know exactly how it works at this point. It is as simple as it can be, yet it has reached a level of complexity that has baffled some of the most brilliant scientific minds of this age. At this point, it isn't a ship. It's a family member."
Understood. Where you born in space?
"No. The Skins. Oh, wait, you don't know where that is, do you? The Skins are the swamps that surround the city of Gloomwrought in the Shadowfell. Hunters killed my family for their hides, so I went to the city and scavenged for food and clean water. A group of freaks took me in. They needed books, and I could steal them. The books are how I learned black science. As thanks for pulling me out of the literal and metaphorical muck, I built the Maw, and took them in as crew members."
"Understood. I have been to Gloomwrought but never to the Skins. How big are they?"
"They surround the outer edge, on the opposite side to the Stormy Sea."
How big are they?
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The lizardfolk is repairing the gargantuan, smog-belching machine in front of the inn. It looks like it was attacked by some sort of giant monster.
T-I (who is a lizardfolk) offers to help
"That would be... well, helpful. Most of the damage is cosmetic, though. Do you know metalworking?"
"I do, but my hands do not. Do you have a welding mask?"
"Of course. Several." They knock on the side of the "submarine." "Welding equipment, please." A set is tossed out, having everything a metalworker could want, including a lunch box and thermos.
They don it and begin to weld
How many are there of you?
"34, if you include me. The Maw is much larger than it looks, and we are always hiring poor, desperate souls in need of work."
Is that the name of the vechical? The Maw?
"Yes. I invented it myself. A bit of black science will get you almost anything, and when all you want is a hotel restaurant submarine that can go on land, it's pretty simple. Then again, most people who saw the actual blueprints had a mental bluescreen and never boarded again, so maybe not that simple."
Understood. How hard was this work of artificy?
"It's my life's work, and it deserves every letter of that title. Not even I know exactly how it works at this point. It is as simple as it can be, yet it has reached a level of complexity that has baffled some of the most brilliant scientific minds of this age. At this point, it isn't a ship. It's a family member."
Understood. Where you born in space?
"No. The Skins. Oh, wait, you don't know where that is, do you? The Skins are the swamps that surround the city of Gloomwrought in the Shadowfell. Hunters killed my family for their hides, so I went to the city and scavenged for food and clean water. A group of freaks took me in. They needed books, and I could steal them. The books are how I learned black science. As thanks for pulling me out of the literal and metaphorical muck, I built the Maw, and took them in as crew members."
"Understood. I have been to Gloomwrought but never to the Skins. How big are they?"
"They surround the outer edge, on the opposite side to the Stormy Sea."
How big are they?
"Fairly large. There weren't all that many tribes there, though. The khumats usually got them."
The lizardfolk is repairing the gargantuan, smog-belching machine in front of the inn. It looks like it was attacked by some sort of giant monster.
T-I (who is a lizardfolk) offers to help
"That would be... well, helpful. Most of the damage is cosmetic, though. Do you know metalworking?"
"I do, but my hands do not. Do you have a welding mask?"
"Of course. Several." They knock on the side of the "submarine." "Welding equipment, please." A set is tossed out, having everything a metalworker could want, including a lunch box and thermos.
They don it and begin to weld
How many are there of you?
"34, if you include me. The Maw is much larger than it looks, and we are always hiring poor, desperate souls in need of work."
Is that the name of the vechical? The Maw?
"Yes. I invented it myself. A bit of black science will get you almost anything, and when all you want is a hotel restaurant submarine that can go on land, it's pretty simple. Then again, most people who saw the actual blueprints had a mental bluescreen and never boarded again, so maybe not that simple."
Understood. How hard was this work of artificy?
"It's my life's work, and it deserves every letter of that title. Not even I know exactly how it works at this point. It is as simple as it can be, yet it has reached a level of complexity that has baffled some of the most brilliant scientific minds of this age. At this point, it isn't a ship. It's a family member."
Understood. Where you born in space?
"No. The Skins. Oh, wait, you don't know where that is, do you? The Skins are the swamps that surround the city of Gloomwrought in the Shadowfell. Hunters killed my family for their hides, so I went to the city and scavenged for food and clean water. A group of freaks took me in. They needed books, and I could steal them. The books are how I learned black science. As thanks for pulling me out of the literal and metaphorical muck, I built the Maw, and took them in as crew members."
"Understood. I have been to Gloomwrought but never to the Skins. How big are they?"
"They surround the outer edge, on the opposite side to the Stormy Sea."
How big are they?
"Fairly large. There weren't all that many tribes there, though. The khumats usually got them."
Understood. You are smart for one who dwelt in shadows
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"I may not be that great of a leader, but I excel at almost everything I put my mind to. I have a brilliant mind, but it got that way purely through constant use."
I've been watching how your eyes move to the ground And I hear you change your story every time that I'm around You can tell me what you want, say what you will But I'm done with you, I'm done with what you say you think is real
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"I do, but my hands do not. Do you have a welding mask?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Lazarus flies away, and knocks on the door
"How do you heat them up?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Mmm... I see. Well maybe later I can try to help you learn."
Raphael feels awkward for not responding
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Of course. Several." They knock on the side of the "submarine." "Welding equipment, please." A set is tossed out, having everything a metalworker could want, including a lunch box and thermos.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
They don it and begin to weld
How many are there of you?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"34, if you include me. The Maw is much larger than it looks, and we are always hiring poor, desperate souls in need of work."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Is that the name of the vechical? The Maw?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Yes. I invented it myself. A bit of black science will get you almost anything, and when all you want is a hotel restaurant submarine that can go on land, it's pretty simple. Then again, most people who saw the actual blueprints had a mental bluescreen and never boarded again, so maybe not that simple."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Understood. How hard was this work of artificy?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"It's my life's work, and it deserves every letter of that title. Not even I know exactly how it works at this point. It is as simple as it can be, yet it has reached a level of complexity that has baffled some of the most brilliant scientific minds of this age. At this point, it isn't a ship. It's a family member."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
(I'm just gonna go)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I've been watching how your eyes move to the ground
And I hear you change your story every time that I'm around
You can tell me what you want, say what you will
But I'm done with you, I'm done with what you say you think is real
Understood. Where you born in space?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"No. The Skins. Oh, wait, you don't know where that is, do you? The Skins are the swamps that surround the city of Gloomwrought in the Shadowfell. Hunters killed my family for their hides, so I went to the city and scavenged for food and clean water. A group of freaks took me in. They needed books, and I could steal them. The books are how I learned black science. As thanks for pulling me out of the literal and metaphorical muck, I built the Maw, and took them in as crew members."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Understood. I have been to Gloomwrought but never to the Skins. How big are they?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"They surround the outer edge, on the opposite side to the Stormy Sea."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
How big are they?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Fairly large. There weren't all that many tribes there, though. The khumats usually got them."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Understood. You are smart for one who dwelt in shadows
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"I may not be that great of a leader, but I excel at almost everything I put my mind to. I have a brilliant mind, but it got that way purely through constant use."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
(Any characters outside?)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I've been watching how your eyes move to the ground
And I hear you change your story every time that I'm around
You can tell me what you want, say what you will
But I'm done with you, I'm done with what you say you think is real