Alix is sitting in the tavern, eating a basket of cheese fries with green onion, cheddar, colby jack, and bacon on it. He is dressed in his tank-top and his brown shorts. He has set aside all his rings and necklaces so they don't get messy.
Stroth is cutting up the demons she summoned into fillets, letting them dry in salt and then hanging them up to make into jerky. She is dressed in a black tank-top and long pants.
Scott is curled up on the sofa in the library of the tavern, reading queitly.
Isaac walks in and grabs a book on gear ratios
Scott looks up, brushing his black hair behind his ear "Hi."
Scott is curled up on the sofa in the library of the tavern, reading queitly.
*Time to torture Scott!*
An all too familiar smell of blood fills the air as Dracula enters the tavern, a sandwich in hand, his teeth covered in a red substance, most likely blood.
*Hey everyone, anybody want to role play with me?*
*raises paw*
*Oh hey Salem, who do you want? The cards are in your hands paws.*
*mmmm, Marie*
*Just Marie? If you wish.*
Marie has stolen much more than she needs to, and is now fixing his dulled pickaxe, humming to herself.
*I lied I want Damian too.*
Jax emits a low whistle from behind her, resting a paw on her shoulder. He is rather blood free this time around
Saphuno has perfected her Spaghetti recipe, and is pushing for every one sitting at the bar to try it.
She raises her eyes to look at Jax, Jax can see two beautiful, if mismatched eyes, orange and blue “Hellllo there hot stuff.” She says with a smile.
Damian walks out of a portal, freshly shower and carrying his old clothes, the smell of the tropics on his body. He waves “Hey babe.”
"Got enough booty?" He says, raising an eyebrow, staring into her eyes.
"Hey, love. Wedding's tomorrow" She says casually, dishing out a plate.
She looks behind herself “I’d say so. But I think we should focus on the jewels I’ve collected at the moment.” She says with a smile, knowing what he meant.
Damian nods and sits at the plate, “I’ll make sure to be there.” He laughs a bit, and manifests a fork with a hellish design.
Scott is curled up on the sofa in the library of the tavern, reading queitly.
*Time to torture Scott!*
An all too familiar smell of blood fills the air as Dracula enters the tavern, a sandwich in hand, his teeth covered in a red substance, most likely blood.
Scott jumps almost instantly, the book dropping to the ground with a soft thud. He blinks a few times, taking a few steps back.
Alix is sitting in the tavern, eating a basket of cheese fries with green onion, cheddar, colby jack, and bacon on it. He is dressed in his tank-top and his brown shorts. He has set aside all his rings and necklaces so they don't get messy.
A cloaked figure passes by his table, dropping a letter on to it. The envelope is addressed to Alix, and there is a heart on either side of his name.
Alix blinks, licking his paws clean. He opens it carefully, as not to rip anything.
Scott is curled up on the sofa in the library of the tavern, reading queitly.
*Time to torture Scott!*
An all too familiar smell of blood fills the air as Dracula enters the tavern, a sandwich in hand, his teeth covered in a red substance, most likely blood.
Scott jumps almost instantly, the book dropping to the ground with a soft thud. He blinks a few times, taking a few steps back.
Dracula, not liking the attention much, turns into a mist, that mist moving to a table in the dark corner of the room and reforming Dracula, as he continues to eat his sandwich.
Alix is sitting in the tavern, eating a basket of cheese fries with green onion, cheddar, colby jack, and bacon on it. He is dressed in his tank-top and his brown shorts. He has set aside all his rings and necklaces so they don't get messy.
Stroth is cutting up the demons she summoned into fillets, letting them dry in salt and then hanging them up to make into jerky. She is dressed in a black tank-top and long pants.
Scott is curled up on the sofa in the library of the tavern, reading queitly.
Isaac walks in and grabs a book on gear ratios
Scott looks up, brushing his black hair behind his ear "Hi."
"good afternoon"
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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
Scott is curled up on the sofa in the library of the tavern, reading queitly.
*Time to torture Scott!*
An all too familiar smell of blood fills the air as Dracula enters the tavern, a sandwich in hand, his teeth covered in a red substance, most likely blood.
Scott jumps almost instantly, the book dropping to the ground with a soft thud. He blinks a few times, taking a few steps back.
Dracula, not liking the attention much, turns into a mist, that mist moving to a table in the dark corner of the room and reforming Dracula, as he continues to eat his sandwich.
Scott sighs and goes back to reading, staying as far away as humanly possible.
Alix is sitting in the tavern, eating a basket of cheese fries with green onion, cheddar, colby jack, and bacon on it. He is dressed in his tank-top and his brown shorts. He has set aside all his rings and necklaces so they don't get messy.
Stroth is cutting up the demons she summoned into fillets, letting them dry in salt and then hanging them up to make into jerky. She is dressed in a black tank-top and long pants.
Scott is curled up on the sofa in the library of the tavern, reading queitly.
Isaac walks in and grabs a book on gear ratios
Scott looks up, brushing his black hair behind his ear "Hi."
Scott looks up, brushing his black hair behind his ear "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
*Time to torture Scott!*
An all too familiar smell of blood fills the air as Dracula enters the tavern, a sandwich in hand, his teeth covered in a red substance, most likely blood.
Shade smiles. "only cause you put up with me"
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Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
She looks behind herself “I’d say so. But I think we should focus on the jewels I’ve collected at the moment.” She says with a smile, knowing what he meant.
Damian nods and sits at the plate, “I’ll make sure to be there.” He laughs a bit, and manifests a fork with a hellish design.
Scott jumps almost instantly, the book dropping to the ground with a soft thud. He blinks a few times, taking a few steps 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
Alix blinks, licking his paws clean. He opens it carefully, as not to rip anything.
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
Dracula, not liking the attention much, turns into a mist, that mist moving to a table in the dark corner of the room and reforming Dracula, as he continues to eat his sandwich.
Shade's black fur goes hot pink and she spills her drink sputtering
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Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
"good afternoon"
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
Scott sighs and goes back to reading, staying as far away as humanly possible.
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 nods and goes back to reading.
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
Shade's fur relaxes a little. "wh-who?"
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Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues