"Of course! Gods know I need the calories!" He wraps his aura around his neck like a bib.
They all sit around a campfire, chirping with one another and occasionally throwing in common words.
Dyscharist feels a little left out, but doesn't say anything. He has a massive appetite, and his shining aura seems to grow more awe-inducing with each bite.
The one with the simple faceless mask hand him some cornbread with bits of cranberry baked in. It nods "How are you?" It asks.
The Creaking has limped its way closer to the inn, staring with its permanent blank expression.
Ternikus is in the woods cutting down every tree he can in a murderous rage, yelling, “THAT POMPOUS, DEMONIC PRICK!!!”
Sylvan is helping in the kitchen during rush hour, the 7 divine pups acting as waiters, with varying levels of productivity.
Cerberus is helping Fey and wildlife who lived in the forest before it turned pale settle down in the inn for the fall.
Stroth watches Cerberus, chuckling slightly
He doesn’t notice, but a Blink Dog wearing a collar that he is currently petting lightly growls at them.
Stroth grins, the grin stretching wide and with to many teeth. (The blink dog is going to need to make a WIS save)
19
The dog is suddenly frightened as it sees a demonic beast watching it
They teleport away in a fright which alarms Cerberus to your presence. He turns around, revealing his green skin and stag horns, and brandishes his khopesh. He says nothing, but mouths a few words revealing his severe lack of a tongue.
Stroth chuckles "Well hello there! Your dog doesn't seem to like me!" She chirps
His khopesh becomes a seed as he puts it in his pocket before making multiple hand gestures in order. His red eyes don’t look directly at your face, only in your direction. *open if your character knows sign language*
Well Yurigth doesn’t enjoy being scared out of her mind. Who are you and what do you want? If you are here about my mother, I’m not coming easily. Still not ready.
She sighs, rubbing the bridge of her nose "No, I don't know your mother but if you don't watch your tone I will find out." She hufgs
A group of Pleasentries fly over carrying a bag of pillows and Cerberus points over to the door to the basement with a smile before turning to you again.
I won’t deny that was unprompted. But answer my question please. What do you need?
"Just someone watching and my eyes laid upon you." She shrugged.
Dyscharist feels a little left out, but doesn't say anything. He has a massive appetite, and his shining aura seems to grow more awe-inducing with each bite.
The one with the simple faceless mask hand him some cornbread with bits of cranberry baked in. It nods "How are you?" It asks.
"I'm doing fine. I'm glad you all chose to be cooperative. Many exorcists take an immediate disliking to me because of my nature and attempt to kill me. They usually fail."
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
Dyscharist feels a little left out, but doesn't say anything. He has a massive appetite, and his shining aura seems to grow more awe-inducing with each bite.
The one with the simple faceless mask hand him some cornbread with bits of cranberry baked in. It nods "How are you?" It asks.
"I'm doing fine. I'm glad you all chose to be cooperative. Many exorcists take an immediate disliking to me because of my nature and attempt to kill me. They usually fail."
"We do not like fighting. It feels wrong. Not just physically but emotionally and spiritually." It responds, nodding. He feels like it's smiling under the mask.
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 Creaking has limped its way closer to the inn, staring with its permanent blank expression.
Ternikus is in the woods cutting down every tree he can in a murderous rage, yelling, “THAT POMPOUS, DEMONIC PRICK!!!”
Sylvan is helping in the kitchen during rush hour, the 7 divine pups acting as waiters, with varying levels of productivity.
Cerberus is helping Fey and wildlife who lived in the forest before it turned pale settle down in the inn for the fall.
Stroth watches Cerberus, chuckling slightly
He doesn’t notice, but a Blink Dog wearing a collar that he is currently petting lightly growls at them.
Stroth grins, the grin stretching wide and with to many teeth. (The blink dog is going to need to make a WIS save)
19
The dog is suddenly frightened as it sees a demonic beast watching it
They teleport away in a fright which alarms Cerberus to your presence. He turns around, revealing his green skin and stag horns, and brandishes his khopesh. He says nothing, but mouths a few words revealing his severe lack of a tongue.
Stroth chuckles "Well hello there! Your dog doesn't seem to like me!" She chirps
His khopesh becomes a seed as he puts it in his pocket before making multiple hand gestures in order. His red eyes don’t look directly at your face, only in your direction. *open if your character knows sign language*
Well Yurigth doesn’t enjoy being scared out of her mind. Who are you and what do you want? If you are here about my mother, I’m not coming easily. Still not ready.
She sighs, rubbing the bridge of her nose "No, I don't know your mother but if you don't watch your tone I will find out." She hufgs
A group of Pleasentries fly over carrying a bag of pillows and Cerberus points over to the door to the basement with a smile before turning to you again.
I won’t deny that was unprompted. But answer my question please. What do you need?
"Just someone watching and my eyes laid upon you." She shrugged.
An Eladrin walks over and says something in Sylvan to Cerberus, who gives her a few leaves which she promptly uses to wrap her graying arm.
If you're going to watch, can you at least help everybody settle in? The local forest is off limits due to the Creaking's Plague. Everybody needs to stay here until Autumn is over.
*I've got a couple characters open. Your choice of Sylvan, Ternikus, or the Creaking?*
(how about Sylvan)
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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
*I've got a couple characters open. Your choice of Sylvan, Ternikus, or the Creaking?*
(how about Sylvan)
Sylvan is helping in the kitchen and with serving as the rush of Fey refugees from the forest have quite an appetite. He's currently serving a hag a slab of medium rare Owlbear thigh as the divine pups are too acting as servers, with various degrees of success.
*I've got a couple characters open. Your choice of Sylvan, Ternikus, or the Creaking?*
(how about Sylvan)
Sylvan is helping in the kitchen and with serving as the rush of Fey refugees from the forest have quite an appetite. He's currently serving a hag a slab of medium rare Owlbear thigh as the divine pups are too acting as servers, with various degrees of success.
Isaac comes in "how can I 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
*I've got a couple characters open. Your choice of Sylvan, Ternikus, or the Creaking?*
(how about Sylvan)
Sylvan is helping in the kitchen and with serving as the rush of Fey refugees from the forest have quite an appetite. He's currently serving a hag a slab of medium rare Owlbear thigh as the divine pups are too acting as servers, with various degrees of success.
Isaac comes in "how can I help?"
Sylvan (a pure silver white Tabaxi) turns to Isaac and smiles. "The table with Fairies wants more ketchup, but if they ask for salt, ignore them. Thanks for lending me a hand. OH! And if Fenrir gets distracted, they're the pure black one with the two green dots on their forehead, just remind them that the first to finish gets first dibs on dinner."
*I've got a couple characters open. Your choice of Sylvan, Ternikus, or the Creaking?*
(how about Sylvan)
Sylvan is helping in the kitchen and with serving as the rush of Fey refugees from the forest have quite an appetite. He's currently serving a hag a slab of medium rare Owlbear thigh as the divine pups are too acting as servers, with various degrees of success.
Isaac comes in "how can I help?"
Sylvan (a pure silver white Tabaxi) turns to Isaac and smiles. "The table with Fairies wants more ketchup, but if they ask for salt, ignore them. Thanks for lending me a hand. OH! And if Fenrir gets distracted, they're the pure black one with the two green dots on their forehead, just remind them that the first to finish gets first dibs on dinner."
Isaac does as he is told
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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
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
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
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The one with the simple faceless mask hand him some cornbread with bits of cranberry baked in. It nods "How are you?" It asks.
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
"Just someone watching and my eyes laid upon you." She shrugged.
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 doing fine. I'm glad you all chose to be cooperative. Many exorcists take an immediate disliking to me because of my nature and attempt to kill me. They usually fail."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"hmm... i could teach you to fight" he offers
(I feel like crap)
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
"We do not like fighting. It feels wrong. Not just physically but emotionally and spiritually." It responds, nodding. He feels like it's smiling under the mask.
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 barks out a laugh "I don't need help to fight.." he sighs, scratching the back of his neck.
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
(anyone want to rp?)
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
An Eladrin walks over and says something in Sylvan to Cerberus, who gives her a few leaves which she promptly uses to wrap her graying arm.
If you're going to watch, can you at least help everybody settle in? The local forest is off limits due to the Creaking's Plague. Everybody needs to stay here until Autumn is over.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*I've got a couple characters open. Your choice of Sylvan, Ternikus, or the Creaking?*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
(how about Sylvan)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
"Oh? got confidence in your moves hotshot?" he grins
Sylvan is helping in the kitchen and with serving as the rush of Fey refugees from the forest have quite an appetite. He's currently serving a hag a slab of medium rare Owlbear thigh as the divine pups are too acting as servers, with various degrees of success.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Isaac comes in "how can I 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
Sylvan (a pure silver white Tabaxi) turns to Isaac and smiles. "The table with Fairies wants more ketchup, but if they ask for salt, ignore them. Thanks for lending me a hand. OH! And if Fenrir gets distracted, they're the pure black one with the two green dots on their forehead, just remind them that the first to finish gets first dibs on dinner."
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Isaac does as he is told
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
*Good morrow children of the void.*
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
(how are you doing)
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
*I just woke up lol so a bit eepy.*
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
(same here)
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