As you venture deeper into the forest, a low, almost imperceptible humming fills the air, adding an eerie sense of mystery to the surroundings. The transition from day to night seems abrupt as you draw nearer to a distant light shining brightly amidst the darkness of the woods.
Upon reaching a circular clearing in the heart of the forest, you are met with the mesmerizing sight of a roaring bonfire. Its white flames dance and leap, casting an ethereal glow across the surroundings. At the center of the blaze stands an intricately crafted effigy, resembling a tall, slender figure with a head shaped like a crescent moon.
Gathered around the bonfire are people adorned with great white moth wings sprouting from their backs. Each individual reverently approaches the flames, offering their most treasured possessions as offerings to be consumed by the intense heat. The atmosphere is charged with an otherworldly energy, evoking a sense of both wonder and unease.
A presence makes itself known, breathing felt down your neck. "Never have I seen... Someone like you..." A raspy voice says, chuckling lightly.
*ahhhhh, gonna do crime that's so neat*
Georgie looks around curiously, not sure where the voice is coming from
He turns around and is face to face with a creature. It's head is pure white and in the shape of a crescent. It's large smile glittering, it's teeth long and flat. "Hello child.."
As you venture deeper into the forest, a low, almost imperceptible humming fills the air, adding an eerie sense of mystery to the surroundings. The transition from day to night seems abrupt as you draw nearer to a distant light shining brightly amidst the darkness of the woods.
Upon reaching a circular clearing in the heart of the forest, you are met with the mesmerizing sight of a roaring bonfire. Its white flames dance and leap, casting an ethereal glow across the surroundings. At the center of the blaze stands an intricately crafted effigy, resembling a tall, slender figure with a head shaped like a crescent moon.
Gathered around the bonfire are people adorned with great white moth wings sprouting from their backs. Each individual reverently approaches the flames, offering their most treasured possessions as offerings to be consumed by the intense heat. The atmosphere is charged with an otherworldly energy, evoking a sense of both wonder and unease.
A presence makes itself known, breathing felt down your neck. "Never have I seen... Someone like you..." A raspy voice says, chuckling lightly.
Jax chuckles, a chill of delight rushing through him. "Oh, and is that a good thing?~"
The thing chuckles, its hand running up Jax's arm "No.. it is good.."
As you venture deeper into the forest, a low, almost imperceptible humming fills the air, adding an eerie sense of mystery to the surroundings. The transition from day to night seems abrupt as you draw nearer to a distant light shining brightly amidst the darkness of the woods.
Upon reaching a circular clearing in the heart of the forest, you are met with the mesmerizing sight of a roaring bonfire. Its white flames dance and leap, casting an ethereal glow across the surroundings. At the center of the blaze stands an intricately crafted effigy, resembling a tall, slender figure with a head shaped like a crescent moon.
Gathered around the bonfire are people adorned with great white moth wings sprouting from their backs. Each individual reverently approaches the flames, offering their most treasured possessions as offerings to be consumed by the intense heat. The atmosphere is charged with an otherworldly energy, evoking a sense of both wonder and unease.
A presence makes itself known, breathing felt down your neck. "Never have I seen... Someone like you..." A raspy voice says, chuckling lightly.
*ahhhhh, gonna do crime that's so neat*
Georgie looks around curiously, not sure where the voice is coming from
He turns around and is face to face with a creature. It's head is pure white and in the shape of a crescent. It's large smile glittering, it's teeth long and flat. "Hello child.."
"Um... Hello. Mister" He says softly, taking a step back reflexively
*guys, I'm making baked apples with cinnamon sugar.*
(I wish I had food -v-)
(dont you get lunch?)
(it's way past lunchtime)
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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
*Anybody else want to roleplay? If so, with what flavor of character would you like?*
*one double scoop of queer, please!*
*Damian it is, or possibly Sanviento, would you like a smart queer or a dumb one?*
*One that would melt when approached by....a Black Queen*
*…That is an interesting question. Probably Damian, but he might hold because he’s getting married, Sanviento probably would too. Honestly most of my more flamboyant characters would.*
*dealers choice, but not Damian*
*Of course, I wouldn’t have thrown Damian in their.*
John Dungeon, holy Crusader, last of his kind, is sitting in the tavern, dropping down one drink after another, his chisel face covered in sadness, his eyes filled with a subtle madness. His sword and helm rest at his side as he refills his mug anew.
A gentle, caramel hand stops him from lifting his mug to his lips again, a voice clicking its tongue.
He turns his head, moving his long black hair out from in front of his face, raising a single brow as he face the voice, hmming in his deep, although commanding voice.
"why so blue, big guy?" She says softly, moving her pink, curly mop out of her eyes.
His nose bleeds slightly, “I’m alone in this world, you know how it is.” He says casually, offering them to sit down, looking slightly blankly.
As you venture deeper into the forest, a low, almost imperceptible humming fills the air, adding an eerie sense of mystery to the surroundings. The transition from day to night seems abrupt as you draw nearer to a distant light shining brightly amidst the darkness of the woods.
Upon reaching a circular clearing in the heart of the forest, you are met with the mesmerizing sight of a roaring bonfire. Its white flames dance and leap, casting an ethereal glow across the surroundings. At the center of the blaze stands an intricately crafted effigy, resembling a tall, slender figure with a head shaped like a crescent moon.
Gathered around the bonfire are people adorned with great white moth wings sprouting from their backs. Each individual reverently approaches the flames, offering their most treasured possessions as offerings to be consumed by the intense heat. The atmosphere is charged with an otherworldly energy, evoking a sense of both wonder and unease.
A presence makes itself known, breathing felt down your neck. "Never have I seen... Someone like you..." A raspy voice says, chuckling lightly.
*ahhhhh, gonna do crime that's so neat*
Georgie looks around curiously, not sure where the voice is coming from
He turns around and is face to face with a creature. It's head is pure white and in the shape of a crescent. It's large smile glittering, it's teeth long and flat. "Hello child.."
"Um... Hello. Mister" He says softly, taking a step back reflexively
It fixes its robes, leaning on its cane, tilting it's head to the side "And who are you?..."
As you venture deeper into the forest, a low, almost imperceptible humming fills the air, adding an eerie sense of mystery to the surroundings. The transition from day to night seems abrupt as you draw nearer to a distant light shining brightly amidst the darkness of the woods.
Upon reaching a circular clearing in the heart of the forest, you are met with the mesmerizing sight of a roaring bonfire. Its white flames dance and leap, casting an ethereal glow across the surroundings. At the center of the blaze stands an intricately crafted effigy, resembling a tall, slender figure with a head shaped like a crescent moon.
Gathered around the bonfire are people adorned with great white moth wings sprouting from their backs. Each individual reverently approaches the flames, offering their most treasured possessions as offerings to be consumed by the intense heat. The atmosphere is charged with an otherworldly energy, evoking a sense of both wonder and unease.
A presence makes itself known, breathing felt down your neck. "Never have I seen... Someone like you..." A raspy voice says, chuckling lightly.
Jax chuckles, a chill of delight rushing through him. "Oh, and is that a good thing?~"
The thing chuckles, its hand running up Jax's arm "No.. it is good.."
"Hey, ya gonna buy me dinner first?~" he says, sidestepping into the touch.
It chuckles "You may eat what my children have put out." It utters, walking past them. He can see a gaunt figure, with skin as white as snow shamble past. It's head is a huge crescent, its mouth full of long flare humanoid teeth.
*Anybody else want to roleplay? If so, with what flavor of character would you like?*
*one double scoop of queer, please!*
*Damian it is, or possibly Sanviento, would you like a smart queer or a dumb one?*
*One that would melt when approached by....a Black Queen*
*…That is an interesting question. Probably Damian, but he might hold because he’s getting married, Sanviento probably would too. Honestly most of my more flamboyant characters would.*
*dealers choice, but not Damian*
*Of course, I wouldn’t have thrown Damian in their.*
John Dungeon, holy Crusader, last of his kind, is sitting in the tavern, dropping down one drink after another, his chisel face covered in sadness, his eyes filled with a subtle madness. His sword and helm rest at his side as he refills his mug anew.
A gentle, caramel hand stops him from lifting his mug to his lips again, a voice clicking its tongue.
He turns his head, moving his long black hair out from in front of his face, raising a single brow as he face the voice, hmming in his deep, although commanding voice.
"why so blue, big guy?" She says softly, moving her pink, curly mop out of her eyes.
His nose bleeds slightly, “I’m alone in this world, you know how it is.” He says casually, offering them to sit down, looking slightly blankly.
She wipes the blood away, sitting down and sighing. "I do..Maybe ya need a drinkin' buddy!"
He doesn’t resist “Maybe I do, what do you want and I’ll pay.”
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
He turns around and is face to face with a creature. It's head is pure white and in the shape of a crescent. It's large smile glittering, it's teeth long and flat. "Hello child.."
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 gasps, "You're edible? Have people tried eating yiu here?" She asks, cupping reeses cheeks
The thing chuckles, its hand running up Jax's arm "No.. it is good.."
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
"Um... Hello. Mister" He says softly, taking a step back reflexively
(it's way past lunchtime)
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
His nose bleeds slightly, “I’m alone in this world, you know how it is.” He says casually, offering them to sit down, looking slightly blankly.
It fixes its robes, leaning on its cane, tilting it's head to the side "And who are you?..."
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
Cerberus has cracked out his old Dragonchess board and is playing against a winter Eladrin with multiple fairies screaming horrible advice at him.
Sylvan is teaching a young satyr how to ethically farm Eladrin roots.
Ternikus is cutting down Creaking who walk too close to the tavern begrudgingly.
However, somehow a Creaking has found its way into the cellar.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
"Hmmm... May I test your statement?"
It chuckles "You may eat what my children have put out." It utters, walking past them. He can see a gaunt figure, with skin as white as snow shamble past. It's head is a huge crescent, its mouth full of long flare humanoid teeth.
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 doesn’t resist “Maybe I do, what do you want and I’ll pay.”
(anyone open for 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
*Yeah. Here's me characters, Moon.*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
"Taste testing" she says simply