"Of course. Just be careful not to scare anyone. We might need a show of strength, but I'm hoping that never occurs. You are a beautiful creature, and to see you damaged would hurt my heart in a way that might never heal."
"I.. cannot be.. damaged. I just.. don't want.. to see you.. hurt." It says "I want.. to... Help you." It nods and then digs around in its cloak pocket, pulling out a small, crudely carved stone knife "Not for harm... For health.."
He takes it, examining it. "Thank you. I will leave my kitchen knives behind, and take only this to cook with."
"Of course. Just be careful not to scare anyone. We might need a show of strength, but I'm hoping that never occurs. You are a beautiful creature, and to see you damaged would hurt my heart in a way that might never heal."
"I.. cannot be.. damaged. I just.. don't want.. to see you.. hurt." It says "I want.. to... Help you." It nods and then digs around in its cloak pocket, pulling out a small, crudely carved stone knife "Not for harm... For health.."
He takes it, examining it. "Thank you. I will leave my kitchen knives behind, and take only this to cook with."
Ichigo nods to him and bows "I trust you.. with my.. life Felix.." he says, summoning his great club "I shall.. help.. best I can.."
"our personal thoughts are best kept to ourselves"
*Shore*
"I suppose but mine tend to blend in with reality..."
"What do you mean?"
"Something is wrong with me... Mentally.."
"The same can be said for a lot of people"
"No no, not like that.."
He leans against a tree "I understand"
"No no, you don't. People assume they understand but they don't .."
"Then explain it to me"
"I have these hallucinations and I constantly feel like I need to look over my shoulder and that I need to write or the world is going to die." He explains, pacing around.
"you're night. I didn't understand"
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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
*Im back, anyone want to rp during the time I’m here? I am as fleeting as the wind.*
*gib grave robber*
*Graverobber it is.*
The Graverobber is sitting in the tavern, filling some small darts with what seems to be a violently destructive poison, their hands moving with expert skill, she’s good with her hands you could say.
*Im back, anyone want to rp during the time I’m here? I am as fleeting as the wind.*
*gib grave robber*
*Graverobber it is.*
The Graverobber is sitting in the tavern, filling some small darts with what seems to be a violently destructive poison, their hands moving with expert skill, she’s good with her hands you could say.
forgot her name but its fine Jax appears before her. He's ditches his armor and is wearing street clothes. "Heya~"
She is currently putting the poison into the darts when she look up “Oh hello little Jax~” She says putting her knifes into the table.
Thirteen is in the library, reviewing his latest draft of field notes. Most of it is incomprehensible drivel, liturgical Hebrew, polemics against the archmage Tzunk, and odes to Angela Lansbury.
Mauric is making plans for his and Damian’s wedding catering.
Riotan is so bored, forcing himself to not harm others. Currently he’s just dropping his scales to mimic anyone who walks by him in the common room for his own mild amusement.
Loriche is finishing her siege engine.
Klei is once again selling stolen goods.
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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.
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Alix is sharpening his axe blade, humming to himself.
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 takes it, examining it. "Thank you. I will leave my kitchen knives behind, and take only this to cook with."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Ichigo nods to him and bows "I trust you.. with my.. life Felix.." he says, summoning his great club "I shall.. help.. best I can.."
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
"Old wolf song. Ancestors sang them.' he looks up.
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
"Thank you. We will leave tomorrow. I hope we do not need your strength."
*gtg*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"you're night. I didn't understand"
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
*Im back, anyone want to rp during the time I’m here? I am as fleeting as the wind.*
*I’M BACK AGAIN*
*no telling how long i’ll stay tho*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Graverobber it is.*
The Graverobber is sitting in the tavern, filling some small darts with what seems to be a violently destructive poison, their hands moving with expert skill, she’s good with her hands you could say.
*We keep arriving back at the same time.*
*gotta be some kind of quantum law then*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*We have some kind of fourth dimensional connection.*
She is currently putting the poison into the darts when she look up “Oh hello little Jax~” She says putting her knifes into the table.
*characters for all*
Thirteen is in the library, reviewing his latest draft of field notes. Most of it is incomprehensible drivel, liturgical Hebrew, polemics against the archmage Tzunk, and odes to Angela Lansbury.
Mauric is making plans for his and Damian’s wedding catering.
Riotan is so bored, forcing himself to not harm others. Currently he’s just dropping his scales to mimic anyone who walks by him in the common room for his own mild amusement.
Loriche is finishing her siege engine.
Klei is once again selling stolen goods.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.