Scott is curled up against a tree. He is doodling inside of the book, having some semblance of quiet, as much quiet as his mind can be, after being temporarily separated from Khemet. He looks.... tired.
William is sitting on the roof of the tavern, reading a book on the history of Elvish Cuisine that dates back to the very beginning.
Oval is teaching her daughter, Soul, how to play chess in the tavern.
She smiles. "Thank you. But not even Kami should be masters of other people. I should know, I am one!" She snorts, her belly jiggling a bit at the sharp laugh.
"He was not the greatest, but I am free now. Uhm, so, why are you here in Ms. Padfood's kitchen?'
"Well, it's my job to maintain and bless kitchens. I'm sort of a goddess of frying."
"Oh, I get it.. you're one of the deities, aren't you! I've heard about you... you're... I cant remember, but, the books don't do you justice!" She says, paws clasped together, starstruck
*Missed this*
"Nah, they don't write books about me. I might get a footnote in a cookbook or a grimiore, but I'm not worth most peoples' time."
Scott is curled up against a tree. He is doodling inside of the book, having some semblance of quiet, as much quiet as his mind can be, after being temporarily separated from Khemet. He looks.... tired.
William is sitting on the roof of the tavern, reading a book on the history of Elvish Cuisine that dates back to the very beginning.
Oval is teaching her daughter, Soul, how to play chess in the tavern.
*I have idea. Time to make frens*
Tycho is wandering town, enjoying the morning
Georgie is watching Oval teach Soul chess from a neighboring table
"Nah, they don't write books about me. I might get a footnote in a cookbook or a grimiore, but I'm not worth most peoples' time."
"I've seen some illustrations of you... they were only in one book... but, you're much prettier than those drawings."
"I'd expect so. Most summoners don't have a very flattering interpretation of me, and that rubs off on the illustrators. Most people don't assume 'pretty' when they hear 'fat, old, greasy boar lady.'"
Scott is curled up against a tree. He is doodling inside of the book, having some semblance of quiet, as much quiet as his mind can be, after being temporarily separated from Khemet. He looks.... tired.
William is sitting on the roof of the tavern, reading a book on the history of Elvish Cuisine that dates back to the very beginning.
Oval is teaching her daughter, Soul, how to play chess in the tavern.
*I have idea. Time to make frens*
Tycho is wandering town, enjoying the morning
Georgie is watching Oval teach Soul chess from a neighboring table
Scott is curled up against a tree. He is doodling inside of the book, having some semblance of quiet, as much quiet as his mind can be, after being temporarily separated from Khemet. He looks.... tired.
William is sitting on the roof of the tavern, reading a book on the history of Elvish Cuisine that dates back to the very beginning.
Oval is teaching her daughter, Soul, how to play chess in the tavern.
*I have idea. Time to make frens*
Tycho is wandering town, enjoying the morning
Georgie is watching Oval teach Soul chess from a neighboring table
Scott is curled up against a tree. He is doodling inside of the book, having some semblance of quiet, as much quiet as his mind can be, after being temporarily separated from Khemet. He looks.... tired.
William is sitting on the roof of the tavern, reading a book on the history of Elvish Cuisine that dates back to the very beginning.
Oval is teaching her daughter, Soul, how to play chess in the tavern.
*I have idea. Time to make frens*
Tycho is wandering town, enjoying the morning
Georgie is watching Oval teach Soul chess from a neighboring table
Scott looks up from his doodles and waves.
Soul looks over and waves "Hi!"
Tycho waves back, walking over, "Heya"
He gives a soft smile and waves back, "Hello."
He closes the book and stands up "How are you?"
She hops up and walks over "I'm Soul!" She extends a webbed hand.
Scott is curled up against a tree. He is doodling inside of the book, having some semblance of quiet, as much quiet as his mind can be, after being temporarily separated from Khemet. He looks.... tired.
William is sitting on the roof of the tavern, reading a book on the history of Elvish Cuisine that dates back to the very beginning.
Oval is teaching her daughter, Soul, how to play chess in the tavern.
*I have idea. Time to make frens*
Tycho is wandering town, enjoying the morning
Georgie is watching Oval teach Soul chess from a neighboring table
Scott looks up from his doodles and waves.
Soul looks over and waves "Hi!"
Tycho waves back, walking over, "Heya"
He gives a soft smile and waves back, "Hello."
He closes the book and stands up "How are you?"
She hops up and walks over "I'm Soul!" She extends a webbed hand.
"I'm well, having a decent morning." he smiles, "And you?"
"U-um, i'm George, though everyone calls me Georgie." He says, looking at her hand curiously before shaking it
Scott is curled up against a tree. He is doodling inside of the book, having some semblance of quiet, as much quiet as his mind can be, after being temporarily separated from Khemet. He looks.... tired.
William is sitting on the roof of the tavern, reading a book on the history of Elvish Cuisine that dates back to the very beginning.
Oval is teaching her daughter, Soul, how to play chess in the tavern.
*I have idea. Time to make frens*
Tycho is wandering town, enjoying the morning
Georgie is watching Oval teach Soul chess from a neighboring table
Scott looks up from his doodles and waves.
Soul looks over and waves "Hi!"
Tycho waves back, walking over, "Heya"
He gives a soft smile and waves back, "Hello."
He closes the book and stands up "How are you?"
She hops up and walks over "I'm Soul!" She extends a webbed hand.
"I'm well, having a decent morning." he smiles, "And you?"
"U-um, i'm George, though everyone calls me Georgie." He says, looking at her hand curiously before shaking it
Scott is curled up against a tree. He is doodling inside of the book, having some semblance of quiet, as much quiet as his mind can be, after being temporarily separated from Khemet. He looks.... tired.
William is sitting on the roof of the tavern, reading a book on the history of Elvish Cuisine that dates back to the very beginning.
Oval is teaching her daughter, Soul, how to play chess in the tavern.
Loriche walks over to him. “Hey, look alive. You’re now my prisoner until I decide you’re not, so you might want to start talking.”
Thirteen is sitting in a booth and glances at this absentmindedly. He then does a double take, realizing that he recognizes Oval.
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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.
Scott is curled up against a tree. He is doodling inside of the book, having some semblance of quiet, as much quiet as his mind can be, after being temporarily separated from Khemet. He looks.... tired.
William is sitting on the roof of the tavern, reading a book on the history of Elvish Cuisine that dates back to the very beginning.
Oval is teaching her daughter, Soul, how to play chess in the tavern.
*I have idea. Time to make frens*
Tycho is wandering town, enjoying the morning
Georgie is watching Oval teach Soul chess from a neighboring table
Scott looks up from his doodles and waves.
Soul looks over and waves "Hi!"
Tycho waves back, walking over, "Heya"
He gives a soft smile and waves back, "Hello."
He closes the book and stands up "How are you?"
She hops up and walks over "I'm Soul!" She extends a webbed hand.
"I'm well, having a decent morning." he smiles, "And you?"
"U-um, i'm George, though everyone calls me Georgie." He says, looking at her hand curiously before shaking it
"Eh..." He shrugs "Not good."
"Weird looking huh?" She grins
"Really?" he tilts his head, sitting beside them
"Y-yeah..." he nods sheepishly, "But in a good way! You're like a Kappa or mermaid"
Scott is curled up against a tree. He is doodling inside of the book, having some semblance of quiet, as much quiet as his mind can be, after being temporarily separated from Khemet. He looks.... tired.
William is sitting on the roof of the tavern, reading a book on the history of Elvish Cuisine that dates back to the very beginning.
Oval is teaching her daughter, Soul, how to play chess in the tavern.
Loriche walks over to him. “Hey, look alive. You’re now my prisoner until I decide you’re not, so you might want to start talking.”
Thirteen is sitting in a booth and glances at this absentmindedly. He then does a double take, realizing that he recognizes Oval.
"I don't even know who you are talking about... Leo or whoever." He said, rubbing his temples.
Oval notices him doing a double take and grins, sticking out her tongue "What's good!" She grins and walks over, hugging him
"Nah, they don't write books about me. I might get a footnote in a cookbook or a grimiore, but I'm not worth most peoples' time."
"I've seen some illustrations of you... they were only in one book... but, you're much prettier than those drawings."
"I'd expect so. Most summoners don't have a very flattering interpretation of me, and that rubs off on the illustrators. Most people don't assume 'pretty' when they hear 'fat, old, greasy boar lady.'"
"okay, lets dissect this... You're not fat, you're perfectly huggable, you're not old, you're wisened, and you don't have time to change very often because you're too busy helping people!"
"Doesn't usually matter to artists, you know. But thank you." She places more fries on Reese's plate.
Scott is curled up against a tree. He is doodling inside of the book, having some semblance of quiet, as much quiet as his mind can be, after being temporarily separated from Khemet. He looks.... tired.
William is sitting on the roof of the tavern, reading a book on the history of Elvish Cuisine that dates back to the very beginning.
Oval is teaching her daughter, Soul, how to play chess in the tavern.
*I have idea. Time to make frens*
Tycho is wandering town, enjoying the morning
Georgie is watching Oval teach Soul chess from a neighboring table
Scott looks up from his doodles and waves.
Soul looks over and waves "Hi!"
Tycho waves back, walking over, "Heya"
He gives a soft smile and waves back, "Hello."
He closes the book and stands up "How are you?"
She hops up and walks over "I'm Soul!" She extends a webbed hand.
"I'm well, having a decent morning." he smiles, "And you?"
"U-um, i'm George, though everyone calls me Georgie." He says, looking at her hand curiously before shaking it
"Eh..." He shrugs "Not good."
"Weird looking huh?" She grins
"Really?" he tilts his head, sitting beside them
"Y-yeah..." he nods sheepishly, "But in a good way! You're like a Kappa or mermaid"
"Unfortunately... I don't have a way back to my universe.." he said.
"Momma! He says I'm a mermaid!" She grins and jumps up and down. She then turns around and shows him her stubby but finned tail "I suppose I am kinda!"
"Nah, they don't write books about me. I might get a footnote in a cookbook or a grimiore, but I'm not worth most peoples' time."
"I've seen some illustrations of you... they were only in one book... but, you're much prettier than those drawings."
"I'd expect so. Most summoners don't have a very flattering interpretation of me, and that rubs off on the illustrators. Most people don't assume 'pretty' when they hear 'fat, old, greasy boar lady.'"
"okay, lets dissect this... You're not fat, you're perfectly huggable, you're not old, you're wisened, and you don't have time to change very often because you're too busy helping people!"
"Doesn't usually matter to artists, you know. But thank you." She places more fries on Reese's plate.
"You're welcome, and thank you, Ms?..."
"Abhurai Amedama."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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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.
Scott is curled up against a tree. He is doodling inside of the book, having some semblance of quiet, as much quiet as his mind can be, after being temporarily separated from Khemet. He looks.... tired.
William is sitting on the roof of the tavern, reading a book on the history of Elvish Cuisine that dates back to the very beginning.
Oval is teaching her daughter, Soul, how to play chess in the tavern.
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
*Missed this*
"Nah, they don't write books about me. I might get a footnote in a cookbook or a grimiore, but I'm not worth most peoples' time."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I have idea. Time to make frens*
Tycho is wandering town, enjoying the morning
Georgie is watching Oval teach Soul chess from a neighboring table
"I'd expect so. Most summoners don't have a very flattering interpretation of me, and that rubs off on the illustrators. Most people don't assume 'pretty' when they hear 'fat, old, greasy boar lady.'"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Longtooth is hunting in the alleys
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
Scott looks up from his doodles and waves.
Soul looks over and waves "Hi!"
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
Tycho waves back, walking over, "Heya"
He gives a soft smile and waves back, "Hello."
He closes the book and stands up "How are you?"
She hops up and walks over "I'm Soul!" She extends a webbed hand.
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'm well, having a decent morning." he smiles, "And you?"
"U-um, i'm George, though everyone calls me Georgie." He says, looking at her hand curiously before shaking it
"Eh..." He shrugs "Not good."
"Weird looking huh?" She grins
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
Loriche walks over to him. “Hey, look alive. You’re now my prisoner until I decide you’re not, so you might want to start talking.”
Thirteen is sitting in a booth and glances at this absentmindedly. He then does a double take, realizing that he recognizes Oval.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Really?" he tilts his head, sitting beside them
"Y-yeah..." he nods sheepishly, "But in a good way! You're like a Kappa or mermaid"
"I don't even know who you are talking about... Leo or whoever." He said, rubbing his temples.
Oval notices him doing a double take and grins, sticking out her tongue "What's good!" She grins and walks over, hugging him
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
"Doesn't usually matter to artists, you know. But thank you." She places more fries on Reese's plate.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Unfortunately... I don't have a way back to my universe.." he said.
"Momma! He says I'm a mermaid!" She grins and jumps up and down. She then turns around and shows him her stubby but finned tail "I suppose I am kinda!"
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
"Abhurai Amedama."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels