E is sitting beside its picnic blanket, cooking on a surprisingly large and in-depth set of kitchen appliances and tools. It seems to have three arms of various sizes and shapes.
*Hola*
Yuri is outside. She is sitting in the forest, reading old scriptures while humming to herself. She wore a long white tunic with silver bands that took the form of vines that crawled up her arms.
Xan is inside, smoking while watching people with a disappointed look on his face.
Zenix somehow sneaks up on her and taps her on the head
The chimera curiously takes the cigarette
She looks up and sticks out her tongue "You and your fancy sneaking skills"
Xan narrows his eyes "Hey now. Give that back"
"I'm trained in sneaking up on oblivious arch fey," He grins, sitting beside her
"Why?" It asks, sniffing the cigar, "It smells like burnt."
She playfully pushes him to the side "Go steal someone's soul or something"
"Because its mine" he said and tried to snatch it back
"Bah, souls are to much hassle. I prefer you."
It moves it slightly out of the way, blowing a ring of smoke at xan
Yuri chuckles and kisses his cheek "Yes yes" she says.
Xan looks unamused and rolls his eyes "Ew, now it has your spit on it"
*Forgot to mention he did that without actually smoking*
Zenix smiles, leaning against her
"It has yours. What is your point?"
Yuri reads to him the scriptures of an olden play written by humans. "lazy buggers don't depict us right" she said at the end of a line.
Xan narrows his eyes "still, ew"
"I mean, we are complicated, and most of them only meet pixies or sprites" he shrugs
THe chimera laughs, which is a horrid sound, "You are weird for a normal looking creature."
"I suppose but still" she said and huffed.
"Thats what everyone says" he said and snatched back his cigarette
"How about you write a play yourself?" He suggests
"Why do you inhale that?" He asks
"Hah!" she laughs "I wish i could. But it harder then it sounds."
Xan shrugs "I just do" he said.
"Maybe, but it gives the option to show em how its done."
Chimera laughs again, watching them
She smiles "still going to be a no. Im lazy as they say" she said and stuck out her tongue.
Xan raises an eyebrow "whats with the laughter?"
"Meh, thats fine" zenix grins,
"You are amusing." It says simply
Yuri chuckles and suddenly becomes still "Im going to slaughter him..."
"Great... good to know" he said sarcastically
"Wha? Yuri, what are you doing now?"
"Your sarcasm is noted." It shrugs, poking them in the abdomen
*Real quick question. How big is the Chimera? I keep thinking they are human sized*
"That... thing.. is back and destroying my plants" she said and suddenly, summoned in her hand is a staff.
Xan narrows his eyes again "Don't touch me like its normal"
*7ft, so a foot taller than a taller human or so*
"Ok, calm down." He places a hand on her shoulder, "Don't jump to violence yet."
"Why? You are a pretty normal creature."
*Can i get a good description of them if that would be ok?*
"I can't keep having him destroy the world" she said
he stuck out his tongue "Expect im not"
*I'll try lol* *CHimera is seven feet tall, with pale skin where its skin is normal, looking mostly like a human. It has claws coming out of the tips of its fingers, a scorpion tail of similar size to it as would be to a scorpion, so proportions, and visible fangs. Its eyes are black and red, and it has black hair.*
"I'm pretty sure its eating. If it starts over harvesting, then we get concerned."
"Sure, you look like a normal human though"
*so humanoid almost. I was assuming like an actual chimera*
She huffs "Fine..." she says.
"But i change that" he said with a grin. His form melts away to his incubus form. A scantily clad male with large black-blue wings and curling black-blue horns.
The town cemetery is stirring. A gravestone, worn away from the winds of time shifts and settles in the dirt. The grass shakes, and a skeletal hand, bleached white, claws at the surface. Some angry cursing is coming from below as the rest of the skeleton tries to dig its way out.
Harbor looks at it and sets down his pumpkins and walks over, digging them out. "You ok mate?"
The skeleton manages to pull his torso out of the ground. "The best I could be in this state." The skeleton's voice is breathless and whispery, and he is clad in conquistador armor painted black.
Harbor chuckles "Im Harbor Bird but you can call me Harbor. Who are you?"
"Emmet Ix'Illyian." The skeleton struggles to pull himself out. "Pass me that spade."
"pleasure to meet ya mate" he said and grinned, passing him it.
Emmet shifts and loosens the dirt around him with the shovel.
harbor helps but digging
Emmet plants his hands on the ground and climbs out of the grave. He dusts himself off. "Thank you."
harbor nods "Your very welcome"
Emmet turns and gets a good look at Harbor. "What's your name?"
"Just told ya mate" he said with a chuckle "get the rest of the dirt out of yer ears"
Emmet removes his skull from his spine and shakes it out. A considerable amount of dirt falls out, along with a gold tooth.
Harbor watches and hands him the gold tooth "i do believe you dropped this"
Emmet nods and replaces the tooth. "Care to help me retrieve my belongings?"
"I can try" he said and nodded
Emmet grins as much as a skeleton can. "Have any rope?"
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
the door opens in a bit of a forceful way. A young man stands in its entrance with a grimace on his face. He wears a roman-like tunic made of white and red cloth with thin plates of metal hiding underneath and thin sandals made of leather with silver buckles. He wears two bracers made of bronze-like metal that are decorated with images of fighting centaurs. A thin silver band is around his head and forehead. He carries a sword made of silver, iron, and some other metal that shines like the moon.
He stands about 6'5 with a well muscular body. His fair skin is dappled with freckles all over. His cold silver eyes stare ahead but never at anyone. His short auburn hair is tussled and mussed up. Two pairs of thick, scarlet wings jut out from his shoulder blades, they are folded neatly behind him.
He narrows his eyes at the crowd of people in the tavern and immediately walks past them all. Red coloring that is different from his tunic and such beings to dye his clothes as he starts to limp "Gods no.. i am not out of time yet.." he mutters and sits on the couch, holding his side.
Vivian walks over, concerned about the guy bleeding on the couch, "Um, hello?"
He bares his teeth at her. "Back you runt!" he snaps.
She flinches at him snapping at her, "I-i'm not a r-runt."
He stares at her coldly before turning away from her "Go find your mother child"
Vivian is quiet for a moment before he feels a pillow hit him in the back of the head
He snaps his head towards her, his cold eyes suddenly burning with fury.
Vivian visibly steps back, but glares back at him
The man stands up and picks up his sword. He spins it in his hands and stabs the pillow into the couch. "Leave me alone child"
"I have a name. Stop being such a jerk!"
"You are a child" he hissed "Begone with you"
"I'm almost an adult." she huffs, "And youre bleeding, so you don't seem any more adult."
He narrows his eyes and sits back down, grunting a bit. "Just... leave me alone"
E is sitting beside its picnic blanket, cooking on a surprisingly large and in-depth set of kitchen appliances and tools. It seems to have three arms of various sizes and shapes.
*Hola*
Yuri is outside. She is sitting in the forest, reading old scriptures while humming to herself. She wore a long white tunic with silver bands that took the form of vines that crawled up her arms.
Xan is inside, smoking while watching people with a disappointed look on his face.
She notices (cause I'm sure she would) that several small animals and rare mushrooms, herbs, and berries are missing.
She feels their presence slowly disappearing, she narrows her eyes and tries to sense where the person is.
She senses E outside, wearing a cloak that shrouds it in magical darkness. It is cooking up the missing plants, fungi, and animals and adding the results to the massive pile of food on its picnic blanket.
Yuri sighs and sends a Branch of herself out there. E suddenly finds besides them a Young girl with straight, raven black hair, Violet eyes, and wearing a white tunic.
E sniffs deeply. "You are no mortal, but you are welcome to join my meal, little one."
"No, i want to tell you to stop hurting the wildlife"
"I will put this simply, since although you are not a child, by taking the form of one you deserve to be treated as such: No, Yuri. Nature is good for two things and two things only: providing resources to be consumed and soothing an aching mind. As I do not have the latter, I take the former without issue."
"I should kill your right here but i have standards" she said with a chuckle "Stop"
"Squirming thing, bite your tongue. Respect your elders. While you were in your beautiful little castles, I was killed time and time again for the crime of existing. I have had more experience in life and death than you ever will. Do not think that you can threaten me. You may think yourself immortal, but I promise, I will outlive you."
"Hah!" she said "You stupid brat" she said "I HAVE LIVED FIVE TIMES YOUR LIFE. I WAS HERE TO SEE THE WORLD RISE, TO SEE ELVES MAKE THEIR WAY INTO THE WORLD AND YOU TALK OF LIVING!"
"I am as old as the first desire. It was a simple one. 'I want to get a closer look at that thing,' the thing in question being a fruit hanging from a tree. In addition, how many times have you died of starvation? Or been kicked in the dirt by a father thinking he was protecting his child? You may have millions of years on your side, but you haven't experienced the world as I have. As one of the wretched, squirming mortal kin that inhabit it. I have lived millions of mortal lives, and I still have much to see, feel, smell, and taste. How many humanoid lives have you lived? You haven't tasted the suffering of man or monster. To understand the light, you must know the dark."
"Haha!!" she chuckles "You don't know how i have suffer you stupid wretch! How many i have loved and lost, how many years ive hidden in the darkness like the beasts i kill" she said "Stop talking for you know NOTHING"
"You claim to be wiser than I, yet you throw a tantrum as soon as I don't submit to your will. You have experienced the most basic experiences of life, your only inconveniences being no worse than the most common, basic tragedies. You really are just a spoiled child in an archfey's body, aren't you?"
She narrows her eyes "Begone with you for you are nothing but a nuisance to this world" she said as the world around them became foggy
The town cemetery is stirring. A gravestone, worn away from the winds of time shifts and settles in the dirt. The grass shakes, and a skeletal hand, bleached white, claws at the surface. Some angry cursing is coming from below as the rest of the skeleton tries to dig its way out.
Harbor looks at it and sets down his pumpkins and walks over, digging them out. "You ok mate?"
The skeleton manages to pull his torso out of the ground. "The best I could be in this state." The skeleton's voice is breathless and whispery, and he is clad in conquistador armor painted black.
Harbor chuckles "Im Harbor Bird but you can call me Harbor. Who are you?"
"Emmet Ix'Illyian." The skeleton struggles to pull himself out. "Pass me that spade."
"pleasure to meet ya mate" he said and grinned, passing him it.
Emmet shifts and loosens the dirt around him with the shovel.
harbor helps but digging
Emmet plants his hands on the ground and climbs out of the grave. He dusts himself off. "Thank you."
harbor nods "Your very welcome"
Emmet turns and gets a good look at Harbor. "What's your name?"
"Just told ya mate" he said with a chuckle "get the rest of the dirt out of yer ears"
Emmet removes his skull from his spine and shakes it out. A considerable amount of dirt falls out, along with a gold tooth.
Harbor watches and hands him the gold tooth "i do believe you dropped this"
Emmet nods and replaces the tooth. "Care to help me retrieve my belongings?"
"I can try" he said and nodded
Emmet grins as much as a skeleton can. "Have any rope?"
"I do not but i can go find some" he said
"That would be wonderful."
He grins and runs off, coming back a few minutes later with rope
E is sitting beside its picnic blanket, cooking on a surprisingly large and in-depth set of kitchen appliances and tools. It seems to have three arms of various sizes and shapes.
*Hola*
Yuri is outside. She is sitting in the forest, reading old scriptures while humming to herself. She wore a long white tunic with silver bands that took the form of vines that crawled up her arms.
Xan is inside, smoking while watching people with a disappointed look on his face.
Zenix somehow sneaks up on her and taps her on the head
The chimera curiously takes the cigarette
She looks up and sticks out her tongue "You and your fancy sneaking skills"
Xan narrows his eyes "Hey now. Give that back"
"I'm trained in sneaking up on oblivious arch fey," He grins, sitting beside her
"Why?" It asks, sniffing the cigar, "It smells like burnt."
She playfully pushes him to the side "Go steal someone's soul or something"
"Because its mine" he said and tried to snatch it back
"Bah, souls are to much hassle. I prefer you."
It moves it slightly out of the way, blowing a ring of smoke at xan
Yuri chuckles and kisses his cheek "Yes yes" she says.
Xan looks unamused and rolls his eyes "Ew, now it has your spit on it"
*Forgot to mention he did that without actually smoking*
Zenix smiles, leaning against her
"It has yours. What is your point?"
Yuri reads to him the scriptures of an olden play written by humans. "lazy buggers don't depict us right" she said at the end of a line.
Xan narrows his eyes "still, ew"
"I mean, we are complicated, and most of them only meet pixies or sprites" he shrugs
THe chimera laughs, which is a horrid sound, "You are weird for a normal looking creature."
"I suppose but still" she said and huffed.
"Thats what everyone says" he said and snatched back his cigarette
"How about you write a play yourself?" He suggests
"Why do you inhale that?" He asks
"Hah!" she laughs "I wish i could. But it harder then it sounds."
Xan shrugs "I just do" he said.
"Maybe, but it gives the option to show em how its done."
Chimera laughs again, watching them
She smiles "still going to be a no. Im lazy as they say" she said and stuck out her tongue.
Xan raises an eyebrow "whats with the laughter?"
"Meh, thats fine" zenix grins,
"You are amusing." It says simply
Yuri chuckles and suddenly becomes still "Im going to slaughter him..."
"Great... good to know" he said sarcastically
"Wha? Yuri, what are you doing now?"
"Your sarcasm is noted." It shrugs, poking them in the abdomen
*Real quick question. How big is the Chimera? I keep thinking they are human sized*
"That... thing.. is back and destroying my plants" she said and suddenly, summoned in her hand is a staff.
Xan narrows his eyes again "Don't touch me like its normal"
*7ft, so a foot taller than a taller human or so*
"Ok, calm down." He places a hand on her shoulder, "Don't jump to violence yet."
"Why? You are a pretty normal creature."
*Can i get a good description of them if that would be ok?*
"I can't keep having him destroy the world" she said
he stuck out his tongue "Expect im not"
*I'll try lol* *CHimera is seven feet tall, with pale skin where its skin is normal, looking mostly like a human. It has claws coming out of the tips of its fingers, a scorpion tail of similar size to it as would be to a scorpion, so proportions, and visible fangs. Its eyes are black and red, and it has black hair.*
"I'm pretty sure its eating. If it starts over harvesting, then we get concerned."
"Sure, you look like a normal human though"
*so humanoid almost. I was assuming like an actual chimera*
She huffs "Fine..." she says.
"But i change that" he said with a grin. His form melts away to his incubus form. A scantily clad male with large black-blue wings and curling black-blue horns.
*It is a chimera. Mishmash of parts. But no, not a dragon goat*
Zenix smiles, "thank you."
"Now you are simply wearing less and have horns and wings."
The town cemetery is stirring. A gravestone, worn away from the winds of time shifts and settles in the dirt. The grass shakes, and a skeletal hand, bleached white, claws at the surface. Some angry cursing is coming from below as the rest of the skeleton tries to dig its way out.
Harbor looks at it and sets down his pumpkins and walks over, digging them out. "You ok mate?"
The skeleton manages to pull his torso out of the ground. "The best I could be in this state." The skeleton's voice is breathless and whispery, and he is clad in conquistador armor painted black.
Harbor chuckles "Im Harbor Bird but you can call me Harbor. Who are you?"
"Emmet Ix'Illyian." The skeleton struggles to pull himself out. "Pass me that spade."
"pleasure to meet ya mate" he said and grinned, passing him it.
Emmet shifts and loosens the dirt around him with the shovel.
harbor helps but digging
Emmet plants his hands on the ground and climbs out of the grave. He dusts himself off. "Thank you."
harbor nods "Your very welcome"
Emmet turns and gets a good look at Harbor. "What's your name?"
"Just told ya mate" he said with a chuckle "get the rest of the dirt out of yer ears"
Emmet removes his skull from his spine and shakes it out. A considerable amount of dirt falls out, along with a gold tooth.
Harbor watches and hands him the gold tooth "i do believe you dropped this"
Emmet nods and replaces the tooth. "Care to help me retrieve my belongings?"
"I can try" he said and nodded
Emmet grins as much as a skeleton can. "Have any rope?"
"I do not but i can go find some" he said
"That would be wonderful."
He grins and runs off, coming back a few minutes later with rope
Emmet nods and starts tying the rope in a harness around his breastplate. "Hold this end."
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
the door opens in a bit of a forceful way. A young man stands in its entrance with a grimace on his face. He wears a roman-like tunic made of white and red cloth with thin plates of metal hiding underneath and thin sandals made of leather with silver buckles. He wears two bracers made of bronze-like metal that are decorated with images of fighting centaurs. A thin silver band is around his head and forehead. He carries a sword made of silver, iron, and some other metal that shines like the moon.
He stands about 6'5 with a well muscular body. His fair skin is dappled with freckles all over. His cold silver eyes stare ahead but never at anyone. His short auburn hair is tussled and mussed up. Two pairs of thick, scarlet wings jut out from his shoulder blades, they are folded neatly behind him.
He narrows his eyes at the crowd of people in the tavern and immediately walks past them all. Red coloring that is different from his tunic and such beings to dye his clothes as he starts to limp "Gods no.. i am not out of time yet.." he mutters and sits on the couch, holding his side.
Vivian walks over, concerned about the guy bleeding on the couch, "Um, hello?"
He bares his teeth at her. "Back you runt!" he snaps.
She flinches at him snapping at her, "I-i'm not a r-runt."
He stares at her coldly before turning away from her "Go find your mother child"
Vivian is quiet for a moment before he feels a pillow hit him in the back of the head
He snaps his head towards her, his cold eyes suddenly burning with fury.
Vivian visibly steps back, but glares back at him
The man stands up and picks up his sword. He spins it in his hands and stabs the pillow into the couch. "Leave me alone child"
"I have a name. Stop being such a jerk!"
"You are a child" he hissed "Begone with you"
"I'm almost an adult." she huffs, "And youre bleeding, so you don't seem any more adult."
He narrows his eyes and sits back down, grunting a bit. "Just... leave me alone"
vivian instead sits next to him, "No, i'm either going to annoy you or help you. your choice."
E is sitting beside its picnic blanket, cooking on a surprisingly large and in-depth set of kitchen appliances and tools. It seems to have three arms of various sizes and shapes.
*Hola*
Yuri is outside. She is sitting in the forest, reading old scriptures while humming to herself. She wore a long white tunic with silver bands that took the form of vines that crawled up her arms.
Xan is inside, smoking while watching people with a disappointed look on his face.
Zenix somehow sneaks up on her and taps her on the head
The chimera curiously takes the cigarette
She looks up and sticks out her tongue "You and your fancy sneaking skills"
Xan narrows his eyes "Hey now. Give that back"
"I'm trained in sneaking up on oblivious arch fey," He grins, sitting beside her
"Why?" It asks, sniffing the cigar, "It smells like burnt."
She playfully pushes him to the side "Go steal someone's soul or something"
"Because its mine" he said and tried to snatch it back
"Bah, souls are to much hassle. I prefer you."
It moves it slightly out of the way, blowing a ring of smoke at xan
Yuri chuckles and kisses his cheek "Yes yes" she says.
Xan looks unamused and rolls his eyes "Ew, now it has your spit on it"
*Forgot to mention he did that without actually smoking*
Zenix smiles, leaning against her
"It has yours. What is your point?"
Yuri reads to him the scriptures of an olden play written by humans. "lazy buggers don't depict us right" she said at the end of a line.
Xan narrows his eyes "still, ew"
"I mean, we are complicated, and most of them only meet pixies or sprites" he shrugs
THe chimera laughs, which is a horrid sound, "You are weird for a normal looking creature."
"I suppose but still" she said and huffed.
"Thats what everyone says" he said and snatched back his cigarette
"How about you write a play yourself?" He suggests
"Why do you inhale that?" He asks
"Hah!" she laughs "I wish i could. But it harder then it sounds."
Xan shrugs "I just do" he said.
"Maybe, but it gives the option to show em how its done."
Chimera laughs again, watching them
She smiles "still going to be a no. Im lazy as they say" she said and stuck out her tongue.
Xan raises an eyebrow "whats with the laughter?"
"Meh, thats fine" zenix grins,
"You are amusing." It says simply
Yuri chuckles and suddenly becomes still "Im going to slaughter him..."
"Great... good to know" he said sarcastically
"Wha? Yuri, what are you doing now?"
"Your sarcasm is noted." It shrugs, poking them in the abdomen
*Real quick question. How big is the Chimera? I keep thinking they are human sized*
"That... thing.. is back and destroying my plants" she said and suddenly, summoned in her hand is a staff.
Xan narrows his eyes again "Don't touch me like its normal"
*7ft, so a foot taller than a taller human or so*
"Ok, calm down." He places a hand on her shoulder, "Don't jump to violence yet."
"Why? You are a pretty normal creature."
*Can i get a good description of them if that would be ok?*
"I can't keep having him destroy the world" she said
he stuck out his tongue "Expect im not"
*I'll try lol* *CHimera is seven feet tall, with pale skin where its skin is normal, looking mostly like a human. It has claws coming out of the tips of its fingers, a scorpion tail of similar size to it as would be to a scorpion, so proportions, and visible fangs. Its eyes are black and red, and it has black hair.*
"I'm pretty sure its eating. If it starts over harvesting, then we get concerned."
"Sure, you look like a normal human though"
*so humanoid almost. I was assuming like an actual chimera*
She huffs "Fine..." she says.
"But i change that" he said with a grin. His form melts away to his incubus form. A scantily clad male with large black-blue wings and curling black-blue horns.
*It is a chimera. Mishmash of parts. But no, not a dragon goat*
Zenix smiles, "thank you."
"Now you are simply wearing less and have horns and wings."
She bites her tongue and looks away, a bit ticked.
"Yes but my point is i can change" he said and transformed back.
The town cemetery is stirring. A gravestone, worn away from the winds of time shifts and settles in the dirt. The grass shakes, and a skeletal hand, bleached white, claws at the surface. Some angry cursing is coming from below as the rest of the skeleton tries to dig its way out.
Harbor looks at it and sets down his pumpkins and walks over, digging them out. "You ok mate?"
The skeleton manages to pull his torso out of the ground. "The best I could be in this state." The skeleton's voice is breathless and whispery, and he is clad in conquistador armor painted black.
Harbor chuckles "Im Harbor Bird but you can call me Harbor. Who are you?"
"Emmet Ix'Illyian." The skeleton struggles to pull himself out. "Pass me that spade."
"pleasure to meet ya mate" he said and grinned, passing him it.
Emmet shifts and loosens the dirt around him with the shovel.
harbor helps but digging
Emmet plants his hands on the ground and climbs out of the grave. He dusts himself off. "Thank you."
harbor nods "Your very welcome"
Emmet turns and gets a good look at Harbor. "What's your name?"
"Just told ya mate" he said with a chuckle "get the rest of the dirt out of yer ears"
Emmet removes his skull from his spine and shakes it out. A considerable amount of dirt falls out, along with a gold tooth.
Harbor watches and hands him the gold tooth "i do believe you dropped this"
Emmet nods and replaces the tooth. "Care to help me retrieve my belongings?"
"I can try" he said and nodded
Emmet grins as much as a skeleton can. "Have any rope?"
"I do not but i can go find some" he said
"That would be wonderful."
He grins and runs off, coming back a few minutes later with rope
Emmet nods and starts tying the rope in a harness around his breastplate. "Hold this end."
the door opens in a bit of a forceful way. A young man stands in its entrance with a grimace on his face. He wears a roman-like tunic made of white and red cloth with thin plates of metal hiding underneath and thin sandals made of leather with silver buckles. He wears two bracers made of bronze-like metal that are decorated with images of fighting centaurs. A thin silver band is around his head and forehead. He carries a sword made of silver, iron, and some other metal that shines like the moon.
He stands about 6'5 with a well muscular body. His fair skin is dappled with freckles all over. His cold silver eyes stare ahead but never at anyone. His short auburn hair is tussled and mussed up. Two pairs of thick, scarlet wings jut out from his shoulder blades, they are folded neatly behind him.
He narrows his eyes at the crowd of people in the tavern and immediately walks past them all. Red coloring that is different from his tunic and such beings to dye his clothes as he starts to limp "Gods no.. i am not out of time yet.." he mutters and sits on the couch, holding his side.
Vivian walks over, concerned about the guy bleeding on the couch, "Um, hello?"
He bares his teeth at her. "Back you runt!" he snaps.
She flinches at him snapping at her, "I-i'm not a r-runt."
He stares at her coldly before turning away from her "Go find your mother child"
Vivian is quiet for a moment before he feels a pillow hit him in the back of the head
He snaps his head towards her, his cold eyes suddenly burning with fury.
Vivian visibly steps back, but glares back at him
The man stands up and picks up his sword. He spins it in his hands and stabs the pillow into the couch. "Leave me alone child"
"I have a name. Stop being such a jerk!"
"You are a child" he hissed "Begone with you"
"I'm almost an adult." she huffs, "And youre bleeding, so you don't seem any more adult."
He narrows his eyes and sits back down, grunting a bit. "Just... leave me alone"
vivian instead sits next to him, "No, i'm either going to annoy you or help you. your choice."
"How can you even help me" he said and narrowed his eyes
E is sitting beside its picnic blanket, cooking on a surprisingly large and in-depth set of kitchen appliances and tools. It seems to have three arms of various sizes and shapes.
*Hola*
Yuri is outside. She is sitting in the forest, reading old scriptures while humming to herself. She wore a long white tunic with silver bands that took the form of vines that crawled up her arms.
Xan is inside, smoking while watching people with a disappointed look on his face.
Zenix somehow sneaks up on her and taps her on the head
The chimera curiously takes the cigarette
She looks up and sticks out her tongue "You and your fancy sneaking skills"
Xan narrows his eyes "Hey now. Give that back"
"I'm trained in sneaking up on oblivious arch fey," He grins, sitting beside her
"Why?" It asks, sniffing the cigar, "It smells like burnt."
She playfully pushes him to the side "Go steal someone's soul or something"
"Because its mine" he said and tried to snatch it back
"Bah, souls are to much hassle. I prefer you."
It moves it slightly out of the way, blowing a ring of smoke at xan
Yuri chuckles and kisses his cheek "Yes yes" she says.
Xan looks unamused and rolls his eyes "Ew, now it has your spit on it"
*Forgot to mention he did that without actually smoking*
Zenix smiles, leaning against her
"It has yours. What is your point?"
Yuri reads to him the scriptures of an olden play written by humans. "lazy buggers don't depict us right" she said at the end of a line.
Xan narrows his eyes "still, ew"
"I mean, we are complicated, and most of them only meet pixies or sprites" he shrugs
THe chimera laughs, which is a horrid sound, "You are weird for a normal looking creature."
"I suppose but still" she said and huffed.
"Thats what everyone says" he said and snatched back his cigarette
"How about you write a play yourself?" He suggests
"Why do you inhale that?" He asks
"Hah!" she laughs "I wish i could. But it harder then it sounds."
Xan shrugs "I just do" he said.
"Maybe, but it gives the option to show em how its done."
Chimera laughs again, watching them
She smiles "still going to be a no. Im lazy as they say" she said and stuck out her tongue.
Xan raises an eyebrow "whats with the laughter?"
"Meh, thats fine" zenix grins,
"You are amusing." It says simply
Yuri chuckles and suddenly becomes still "Im going to slaughter him..."
"Great... good to know" he said sarcastically
"Wha? Yuri, what are you doing now?"
"Your sarcasm is noted." It shrugs, poking them in the abdomen
*Real quick question. How big is the Chimera? I keep thinking they are human sized*
"That... thing.. is back and destroying my plants" she said and suddenly, summoned in her hand is a staff.
Xan narrows his eyes again "Don't touch me like its normal"
*7ft, so a foot taller than a taller human or so*
"Ok, calm down." He places a hand on her shoulder, "Don't jump to violence yet."
"Why? You are a pretty normal creature."
*Can i get a good description of them if that would be ok?*
"I can't keep having him destroy the world" she said
he stuck out his tongue "Expect im not"
*I'll try lol* *CHimera is seven feet tall, with pale skin where its skin is normal, looking mostly like a human. It has claws coming out of the tips of its fingers, a scorpion tail of similar size to it as would be to a scorpion, so proportions, and visible fangs. Its eyes are black and red, and it has black hair.*
"I'm pretty sure its eating. If it starts over harvesting, then we get concerned."
"Sure, you look like a normal human though"
*so humanoid almost. I was assuming like an actual chimera*
She huffs "Fine..." she says.
"But i change that" he said with a grin. His form melts away to his incubus form. A scantily clad male with large black-blue wings and curling black-blue horns.
*It is a chimera. Mishmash of parts. But no, not a dragon goat*
Zenix smiles, "thank you."
"Now you are simply wearing less and have horns and wings."
She bites her tongue and looks away, a bit ticked.
"Yes but my point is i can change" he said and transformed back.
The town cemetery is stirring. A gravestone, worn away from the winds of time shifts and settles in the dirt. The grass shakes, and a skeletal hand, bleached white, claws at the surface. Some angry cursing is coming from below as the rest of the skeleton tries to dig its way out.
Harbor looks at it and sets down his pumpkins and walks over, digging them out. "You ok mate?"
The skeleton manages to pull his torso out of the ground. "The best I could be in this state." The skeleton's voice is breathless and whispery, and he is clad in conquistador armor painted black.
Harbor chuckles "Im Harbor Bird but you can call me Harbor. Who are you?"
"Emmet Ix'Illyian." The skeleton struggles to pull himself out. "Pass me that spade."
"pleasure to meet ya mate" he said and grinned, passing him it.
Emmet shifts and loosens the dirt around him with the shovel.
harbor helps but digging
Emmet plants his hands on the ground and climbs out of the grave. He dusts himself off. "Thank you."
harbor nods "Your very welcome"
Emmet turns and gets a good look at Harbor. "What's your name?"
"Just told ya mate" he said with a chuckle "get the rest of the dirt out of yer ears"
Emmet removes his skull from his spine and shakes it out. A considerable amount of dirt falls out, along with a gold tooth.
Harbor watches and hands him the gold tooth "i do believe you dropped this"
Emmet nods and replaces the tooth. "Care to help me retrieve my belongings?"
"I can try" he said and nodded
Emmet grins as much as a skeleton can. "Have any rope?"
"I do not but i can go find some" he said
"That would be wonderful."
He grins and runs off, coming back a few minutes later with rope
Emmet nods and starts tying the rope in a harness around his breastplate. "Hold this end."
Harbor raises and eyebrow but does so
"Alright, the grave is pretty deep. When I tug twice, pull the rope."
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
the door opens in a bit of a forceful way. A young man stands in its entrance with a grimace on his face. He wears a roman-like tunic made of white and red cloth with thin plates of metal hiding underneath and thin sandals made of leather with silver buckles. He wears two bracers made of bronze-like metal that are decorated with images of fighting centaurs. A thin silver band is around his head and forehead. He carries a sword made of silver, iron, and some other metal that shines like the moon.
He stands about 6'5 with a well muscular body. His fair skin is dappled with freckles all over. His cold silver eyes stare ahead but never at anyone. His short auburn hair is tussled and mussed up. Two pairs of thick, scarlet wings jut out from his shoulder blades, they are folded neatly behind him.
He narrows his eyes at the crowd of people in the tavern and immediately walks past them all. Red coloring that is different from his tunic and such beings to dye his clothes as he starts to limp "Gods no.. i am not out of time yet.." he mutters and sits on the couch, holding his side.
Vivian walks over, concerned about the guy bleeding on the couch, "Um, hello?"
He bares his teeth at her. "Back you runt!" he snaps.
She flinches at him snapping at her, "I-i'm not a r-runt."
He stares at her coldly before turning away from her "Go find your mother child"
Vivian is quiet for a moment before he feels a pillow hit him in the back of the head
He snaps his head towards her, his cold eyes suddenly burning with fury.
Vivian visibly steps back, but glares back at him
The man stands up and picks up his sword. He spins it in his hands and stabs the pillow into the couch. "Leave me alone child"
"I have a name. Stop being such a jerk!"
"You are a child" he hissed "Begone with you"
"I'm almost an adult." she huffs, "And youre bleeding, so you don't seem any more adult."
He narrows his eyes and sits back down, grunting a bit. "Just... leave me alone"
vivian instead sits next to him, "No, i'm either going to annoy you or help you. your choice."
"How can you even help me" he said and narrowed his eyes
"You're bleeding. I know a bit of magic to help with that."
The town cemetery is stirring. A gravestone, worn away from the winds of time shifts and settles in the dirt. The grass shakes, and a skeletal hand, bleached white, claws at the surface. Some angry cursing is coming from below as the rest of the skeleton tries to dig its way out.
Harbor looks at it and sets down his pumpkins and walks over, digging them out. "You ok mate?"
The skeleton manages to pull his torso out of the ground. "The best I could be in this state." The skeleton's voice is breathless and whispery, and he is clad in conquistador armor painted black.
Harbor chuckles "Im Harbor Bird but you can call me Harbor. Who are you?"
"Emmet Ix'Illyian." The skeleton struggles to pull himself out. "Pass me that spade."
"pleasure to meet ya mate" he said and grinned, passing him it.
Emmet shifts and loosens the dirt around him with the shovel.
harbor helps but digging
Emmet plants his hands on the ground and climbs out of the grave. He dusts himself off. "Thank you."
harbor nods "Your very welcome"
Emmet turns and gets a good look at Harbor. "What's your name?"
"Just told ya mate" he said with a chuckle "get the rest of the dirt out of yer ears"
Emmet removes his skull from his spine and shakes it out. A considerable amount of dirt falls out, along with a gold tooth.
Harbor watches and hands him the gold tooth "i do believe you dropped this"
Emmet nods and replaces the tooth. "Care to help me retrieve my belongings?"
"I can try" he said and nodded
Emmet grins as much as a skeleton can. "Have any rope?"
"I do not but i can go find some" he said
"That would be wonderful."
He grins and runs off, coming back a few minutes later with rope
Emmet nods and starts tying the rope in a harness around his breastplate. "Hold this end."
Harbor raises and eyebrow but does so
"Alright, the grave is pretty deep. When I tug twice, pull the rope."
the door opens in a bit of a forceful way. A young man stands in its entrance with a grimace on his face. He wears a roman-like tunic made of white and red cloth with thin plates of metal hiding underneath and thin sandals made of leather with silver buckles. He wears two bracers made of bronze-like metal that are decorated with images of fighting centaurs. A thin silver band is around his head and forehead. He carries a sword made of silver, iron, and some other metal that shines like the moon.
He stands about 6'5 with a well muscular body. His fair skin is dappled with freckles all over. His cold silver eyes stare ahead but never at anyone. His short auburn hair is tussled and mussed up. Two pairs of thick, scarlet wings jut out from his shoulder blades, they are folded neatly behind him.
He narrows his eyes at the crowd of people in the tavern and immediately walks past them all. Red coloring that is different from his tunic and such beings to dye his clothes as he starts to limp "Gods no.. i am not out of time yet.." he mutters and sits on the couch, holding his side.
Vivian walks over, concerned about the guy bleeding on the couch, "Um, hello?"
He bares his teeth at her. "Back you runt!" he snaps.
She flinches at him snapping at her, "I-i'm not a r-runt."
He stares at her coldly before turning away from her "Go find your mother child"
Vivian is quiet for a moment before he feels a pillow hit him in the back of the head
He snaps his head towards her, his cold eyes suddenly burning with fury.
Vivian visibly steps back, but glares back at him
The man stands up and picks up his sword. He spins it in his hands and stabs the pillow into the couch. "Leave me alone child"
"I have a name. Stop being such a jerk!"
"You are a child" he hissed "Begone with you"
"I'm almost an adult." she huffs, "And youre bleeding, so you don't seem any more adult."
He narrows his eyes and sits back down, grunting a bit. "Just... leave me alone"
vivian instead sits next to him, "No, i'm either going to annoy you or help you. your choice."
"How can you even help me" he said and narrowed his eyes
"You're bleeding. I know a bit of magic to help with that."
the door opens in a bit of a forceful way. A young man stands in its entrance with a grimace on his face. He wears a roman-like tunic made of white and red cloth with thin plates of metal hiding underneath and thin sandals made of leather with silver buckles. He wears two bracers made of bronze-like metal that are decorated with images of fighting centaurs. A thin silver band is around his head and forehead. He carries a sword made of silver, iron, and some other metal that shines like the moon.
He stands about 6'5 with a well muscular body. His fair skin is dappled with freckles all over. His cold silver eyes stare ahead but never at anyone. His short auburn hair is tussled and mussed up. Two pairs of thick, scarlet wings jut out from his shoulder blades, they are folded neatly behind him.
He narrows his eyes at the crowd of people in the tavern and immediately walks past them all. Red coloring that is different from his tunic and such beings to dye his clothes as he starts to limp "Gods no.. i am not out of time yet.." he mutters and sits on the couch, holding his side.
Vivian walks over, concerned about the guy bleeding on the couch, "Um, hello?"
He bares his teeth at her. "Back you runt!" he snaps.
She flinches at him snapping at her, "I-i'm not a r-runt."
He stares at her coldly before turning away from her "Go find your mother child"
Vivian is quiet for a moment before he feels a pillow hit him in the back of the head
He snaps his head towards her, his cold eyes suddenly burning with fury.
Vivian visibly steps back, but glares back at him
The man stands up and picks up his sword. He spins it in his hands and stabs the pillow into the couch. "Leave me alone child"
"I have a name. Stop being such a jerk!"
"You are a child" he hissed "Begone with you"
"I'm almost an adult." she huffs, "And youre bleeding, so you don't seem any more adult."
He narrows his eyes and sits back down, grunting a bit. "Just... leave me alone"
vivian instead sits next to him, "No, i'm either going to annoy you or help you. your choice."
"How can you even help me" he said and narrowed his eyes
"You're bleeding. I know a bit of magic to help with that."
"You can try but a god caused this"
"God shmod, healing is healing." She says, casting healing spirit
*so humanoid almost. I was assuming like an actual chimera*
She huffs "Fine..." she says.
"But i change that" he said with a grin. His form melts away to his incubus form. A scantily clad male with large black-blue wings and curling black-blue horns.
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
"That would be wonderful."
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
He narrows his eyes and sits back down, grunting a bit. "Just... leave me alone"
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 narrows her eyes "Begone with you for you are nothing but a nuisance to this world" she said as the world around them became foggy
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 grins and runs off, coming back a few minutes later with rope
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 is a chimera. Mishmash of parts. But no, not a dragon goat*
Zenix smiles, "thank you."
"Now you are simply wearing less and have horns and wings."
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Emmet nods and starts tying the rope in a harness around his breastplate. "Hold this end."
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
vivian instead sits next to him, "No, i'm either going to annoy you or help you. your choice."
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Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
She bites her tongue and looks away, a bit ticked.
"Yes but my point is i can change" he said and transformed back.
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
Harbor raises and eyebrow but does so
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 can you even help me" he said and narrowed his eyes
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
"Still bothering you?"
"I see." it nods, "I wonder how you taste."
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"Alright, the grave is pretty deep. When I tug twice, pull the rope."
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
"You're bleeding. I know a bit of magic to help with that."
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"No." she said.
"You can have a taste but i will cost ya" Xan said and grinned a bit
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
"Okay?" he said and nodded
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
"You can try but a god caused this"
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
insight:5, "Hm, ok."
"I do not use money."
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"God shmod, healing is healing." She says, casting healing spirit
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
Zenix can't tell she thoroughly (gp)
"Not in money dear" he said
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