Lord's Rest Inn

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Allison stood outside in the dim light of a lantern, its glow casting eerie shadows as she navigated her way through the dense, ancient forest. Tears flowed unchecked down her cheeks, leaving glistening trails in the pale moonlight. Despite her efforts to wipe them away, they continued to fall, reflecting her deep sorrow. Finally, she reached a clearing where a weathered grave lay, adorned with a profusion of wildflowers. The name 'Venna' was etched onto the grave, and it was apparent that only a brief six years had passed from her birth to her untimely death. Overwhelmed with grief, Allison sank to her knees, tenderly pressing her lips to the rough surface of the gravestone, uttering a prayer.

 There are several Accursed Ghouls nearby, each one staying back and silencing themselves despite the urgency of the conversation they were having. Among them is a human-looking figure in a white suit and tearful rabbit mask. After a couple of minutes, the masked man finally poses the question. "Do you need any help, madam?"

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*wendo when you have time i loved that candy girl you had earlier that was so cool could I rp with her?*

 *Shore.*

Abi is wandering around, humming to herself. Bugs seem to be getting stuck to her after being drawn in.

 A strange, enticing song comes from the forest. Beckoning you to follow it.

 Without a second thought, she walks after it.

 As she draws closer, she can make it out more. It's heartbreakingly sad yet strangely calm all at the same time. She is drawn to follow

 She watches from afar, giggling "That's real pretty!"

 She finally comes to the source of the song. In a clearing almost walled in by foliage sits a girl who looks maybe fifteen. Her pointed fey ears stick out from under her deep pink hair, and as she sings you can see her fangs. However, her eyes are closed and she doesn't seem to see Abi

 Abi walks over, tilting her head, talking to herself a bit.

 The song starts to take its effect on abi, and she can feel herself lightly lifting off the ground

 *this got buried with all the longbois*

 She flips around, giggling

 The girl seems to hear the noise, and her song cuts off mid-note. she frantically reaches for a blindfold near her and ties it haphazardly around her head. "Who is it?" her voice is full of panic

 "Oh! I'm sorry!" Abi chirps.

 she seems awfully caught off guard. "How much did you hear?"

 *found it*

 Abi giggles "A bit!"

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Allison stood outside in the dim light of a lantern, its glow casting eerie shadows as she navigated her way through the dense, ancient forest. Tears flowed unchecked down her cheeks, leaving glistening trails in the pale moonlight. Despite her efforts to wipe them away, they continued to fall, reflecting her deep sorrow. Finally, she reached a clearing where a weathered grave lay, adorned with a profusion of wildflowers. The name 'Venna' was etched onto the grave, and it was apparent that only a brief six years had passed from her birth to her untimely death. Overwhelmed with grief, Allison sank to her knees, tenderly pressing her lips to the rough surface of the gravestone, uttering a prayer.

 There are several Accursed Ghouls nearby, each one staying back and silencing themselves despite the urgency of the conversation they were having. Among them is a human-looking figure in a white suit and tearful rabbit mask. After a couple of minutes, the masked man finally poses the question. "Do you need any help, madam?"

 She jumps, looking up "Oh.. no.." she says, shaking her head.

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Stroth is bored, oh so utterly bored. She has existenced since the London bridge fell and now it feels like her life is at a stalemate. She lies on the sofa, grumbling and she doodles in her spell book.

 *Do you want to deal with any of the one’s I’ve got?*

 *Sure! Throw em at me! I can take em! >:D*

 They hear the sound of explosions in the forest, well explosions isn’t accurate, more the sound of somethin’ exploding, trees in the forest falling to the dirt. Gunshots coming from somewhere.

 Stroth raises a brow, teleporting out and towards the noise.

 They find Sparrow practicing his shot with his six shooter, nothing but bullseyes, some of trees frozen where they are hit.

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*Cut for Zodiac*

 He shakes his head “I ain’t going to question none of that, it ain’t mine to question after all.” He drinks some more whiskey.

 "Dad, it's not what it looks like." She says.

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Stroth is bored, oh so utterly bored. She has existenced since the London bridge fell and now it feels like her life is at a stalemate. She lies on the sofa, grumbling and she doodles in her spell book.

 *Do you want to deal with any of the one’s I’ve got?*

 *Sure! Throw em at me! I can take em! >:D*

 They hear the sound of explosions in the forest, well explosions isn’t accurate, more the sound of somethin’ exploding, trees in the forest falling to the dirt. Gunshots coming from somewhere.

 Stroth raises a brow, teleporting out and towards the noise.

 They find Sparrow practicing his shot with his six shooter, nothing but bullseyes, some of trees frozen where they are hit.

 Stroth tilts her head, a look of curiosity on her face. She teleports again, now standing in Sparrow's shoulder. She is quite light, like she doesn't weigh a thing.