There's a bright flash outside the inn, and a royally dressed elf that looks rather like a Drow appears. His silver-blue hair is braided and comes down just past his shoulder blades, and his eyes are a deep, vibrant royal blue. He wears scale mail that seems to glow and be made from some sort of whitish-blue crystal. He is also wearing an ornate crown made out of Mithral and Gold, set with sapphires, emeralds, and rubies, and forged to look like vines and branches with various flowers. His flowing cloak is set off one shoulder and has a beautiful royal blue to forest green gradient to it. A longbow is slung over his right shoulder carved from blackened ash wood, while a rapier made of the same crystal as his armor is sheathed on his hip with an ornate shortsword to complement it on his left.
The human walks up behind him, knocking a knuckle against the armor, "Hey shiny boy, blocking the door."
*Also, just finished amphibia, and minorly freaking freely.*
*I'm very happy to see you, monsterfriend.*
*Thanks :D*
The human is leaning against a tree, mumbling something to himself
Vivian is having late lunch
Azazel is drinking at the bar, only minorly drunk
*Description?*
The well-dressed lizardfolk walks up to them.
"Hello there. Are you bored at all?"
*Human looking. Almost entirely unassuming and average, except for their glowing purple eyes behind a hyena mask*
"Hm, oh no. I'm quite fine for now."
"Well, maybe you'd like to join a cruise anyway. We can take you anywhere, and in style, for that matter. Feast upon the finest delectables and treats, and eat as much as you wish, and you will get there safely. Guaranteed!"
"I'll consider it, but honestly i've been on an adventure to laugh a lifetime already."
"Well, okay." The lizardfolk walks away. They seem annoyed.
*Also, just finished amphibia, and minorly freaking freely.*
*I'm very happy to see you, monsterfriend.*
*Thanks :D*
The human is leaning against a tree, mumbling something to himself
Vivian is having late lunch
Azazel is drinking at the bar, only minorly drunk
*Description?*
The well-dressed lizardfolk walks up to them.
"Hello there. Are you bored at all?"
*Human looking. Almost entirely unassuming and average, except for their glowing purple eyes behind a hyena mask*
"Hm, oh no. I'm quite fine for now."
"Well, maybe you'd like to join a cruise anyway. We can take you anywhere, and in style, for that matter. Feast upon the finest delectables and treats, and eat as much as you wish, and you will get there safely. Guaranteed!"
"I'll consider it, but honestly i've been on an adventure to laugh a lifetime already."
"Well, okay." The lizardfolk walks away. They seem annoyed.
Azazel seems slightly confused at them being annoyed
There's a bright flash outside the inn, and a royally dressed elf that looks rather like a Drow appears. His silver-blue hair is braided and comes down just past his shoulder blades, and his eyes are a deep, vibrant royal blue. He wears scale mail that seems to glow and be made from some sort of whitish-blue crystal. He is also wearing an ornate crown made out of Mithral and Gold, set with sapphires, emeralds, and rubies, and forged to look like vines and branches with various flowers. His flowing cloak is set off one shoulder and has a beautiful royal blue to forest green gradient to it. A longbow is slung over his right shoulder carved from blackened ash wood, while a rapier made of the same crystal as his armor is sheathed on his hip with an ornate shortsword to complement it on his left.
Xan narrows his eyes "Ew"
*You should still recognize my first character from the End of the World, don't ya?*
He chuckles, and walks into the tavern, resting his hands casually on the hilts of his swords. There's a ring on his finger; mithral and gold set with small emeralds. It's a wedding ring. He continues walking inside, making his way to a table along one of the walls, where he sits, and orders a glass of Feywine.
There's a bright flash outside the inn, and a royally dressed elf that looks rather like a Drow appears. His silver-blue hair is braided and comes down just past his shoulder blades, and his eyes are a deep, vibrant royal blue. He wears scale mail that seems to glow and be made from some sort of whitish-blue crystal. He is also wearing an ornate crown made out of Mithral and Gold, set with sapphires, emeralds, and rubies, and forged to look like vines and branches with various flowers. His flowing cloak is set off one shoulder and has a beautiful royal blue to forest green gradient to it. A longbow is slung over his right shoulder carved from blackened ash wood, while a rapier made of the same crystal as his armor is sheathed on his hip with an ornate shortsword to complement it on his left.
The human walks up behind him, knocking a knuckle against the armor, "Hey shiny boy, blocking the door."
He laughs, and turns, letting him pass. "This place is a little different from the last tavern and inn I was staying in." He rests his hands casually on his swords, a mithral and gold wedding band set with small emeralds visible on his finger.
There's a bright flash outside the inn, and a royally dressed elf that looks rather like a Drow appears. His silver-blue hair is braided and comes down just past his shoulder blades, and his eyes are a deep, vibrant royal blue. He wears scale mail that seems to glow and be made from some sort of whitish-blue crystal. He is also wearing an ornate crown made out of Mithral and Gold, set with sapphires, emeralds, and rubies, and forged to look like vines and branches with various flowers. His flowing cloak is set off one shoulder and has a beautiful royal blue to forest green gradient to it. A longbow is slung over his right shoulder carved from blackened ash wood, while a rapier made of the same crystal as his armor is sheathed on his hip with an ornate shortsword to complement it on his left.
Xan narrows his eyes "Ew"
*You should still recognize my first character from the End of the World, don't ya?*
He chuckles, and walks into the tavern, resting his hands casually on the hilts of his swords. There's a ring on his finger; mithral and gold set with small emeralds. It's a wedding ring. He continues walking inside, making his way to a table along one of the walls, where he sits, and orders a glass of Feywine.
The Baron walks to their side. "Feywine? I don't believe I've had that before."
There's a bright flash outside the inn, and a royally dressed elf that looks rather like a Drow appears. His silver-blue hair is braided and comes down just past his shoulder blades, and his eyes are a deep, vibrant royal blue. He wears scale mail that seems to glow and be made from some sort of whitish-blue crystal. He is also wearing an ornate crown made out of Mithral and Gold, set with sapphires, emeralds, and rubies, and forged to look like vines and branches with various flowers. His flowing cloak is set off one shoulder and has a beautiful royal blue to forest green gradient to it. A longbow is slung over his right shoulder carved from blackened ash wood, while a rapier made of the same crystal as his armor is sheathed on his hip with an ornate shortsword to complement it on his left.
Xan narrows his eyes "Ew"
*You should still recognize my first character from the End of the World, don't ya?*
He chuckles, and walks into the tavern, resting his hands casually on the hilts of his swords. There's a ring on his finger; mithral and gold set with small emeralds. It's a wedding ring. He continues walking inside, making his way to a table along one of the walls, where he sits, and orders a glass of Feywine.
The Baron walks to their side. "Feywine? I don't believe I've had that before."
He smiles faintly. "It's known to have rather strong effects on non-fey and non-elves, but it's very good, if you know and have access to the right stock."
There's a bright flash outside the inn, and a royally dressed elf that looks rather like a Drow appears. His silver-blue hair is braided and comes down just past his shoulder blades, and his eyes are a deep, vibrant royal blue. He wears scale mail that seems to glow and be made from some sort of whitish-blue crystal. He is also wearing an ornate crown made out of Mithral and Gold, set with sapphires, emeralds, and rubies, and forged to look like vines and branches with various flowers. His flowing cloak is set off one shoulder and has a beautiful royal blue to forest green gradient to it. A longbow is slung over his right shoulder carved from blackened ash wood, while a rapier made of the same crystal as his armor is sheathed on his hip with an ornate shortsword to complement it on his left.
The human walks up behind him, knocking a knuckle against the armor, "Hey shiny boy, blocking the door."
He laughs, and turns, letting him pass. "This place is a little different from the last tavern and inn I was staying in." He rests his hands casually on his swords, a mithral and gold wedding band set with small emeralds visible on his finger.
"Yeah, i'd bet. Does the missus know you're here?' He asks as he passes
There's a bright flash outside the inn, and a royally dressed elf that looks rather like a Drow appears. His silver-blue hair is braided and comes down just past his shoulder blades, and his eyes are a deep, vibrant royal blue. He wears scale mail that seems to glow and be made from some sort of whitish-blue crystal. He is also wearing an ornate crown made out of Mithral and Gold, set with sapphires, emeralds, and rubies, and forged to look like vines and branches with various flowers. His flowing cloak is set off one shoulder and has a beautiful royal blue to forest green gradient to it. A longbow is slung over his right shoulder carved from blackened ash wood, while a rapier made of the same crystal as his armor is sheathed on his hip with an ornate shortsword to complement it on his left.
The human walks up behind him, knocking a knuckle against the armor, "Hey shiny boy, blocking the door."
He laughs, and turns, letting him pass. "This place is a little different from the last tavern and inn I was staying in." He rests his hands casually on his swords, a mithral and gold wedding band set with small emeralds visible on his finger.
"Yeah, i'd bet. Does the missus know you're here?' He asks as he passes
He smiles. "She, and our little one. Yes, they know. I think they may even be joining me later, but I'm not sure yet."
There's a bright flash outside the inn, and a royally dressed elf that looks rather like a Drow appears. His silver-blue hair is braided and comes down just past his shoulder blades, and his eyes are a deep, vibrant royal blue. He wears scale mail that seems to glow and be made from some sort of whitish-blue crystal. He is also wearing an ornate crown made out of Mithral and Gold, set with sapphires, emeralds, and rubies, and forged to look like vines and branches with various flowers. His flowing cloak is set off one shoulder and has a beautiful royal blue to forest green gradient to it. A longbow is slung over his right shoulder carved from blackened ash wood, while a rapier made of the same crystal as his armor is sheathed on his hip with an ornate shortsword to complement it on his left.
Xan narrows his eyes "Ew"
*You should still recognize my first character from the End of the World, don't ya?*
He chuckles, and walks into the tavern, resting his hands casually on the hilts of his swords. There's a ring on his finger; mithral and gold set with small emeralds. It's a wedding ring. He continues walking inside, making his way to a table along one of the walls, where he sits, and orders a glass of Feywine.
The Baron walks to their side. "Feywine? I don't believe I've had that before."
He smiles faintly. "It's known to have rather strong effects on non-fey and non-elves, but it's very good, if you know and have access to the right stock."
The Baron smiles similarly. "How about we make a little trade? Nearly anything from the feywild is impossible to get where I come from. How about you get me a drink of Feywine, and I give you a bottle of Moilian wine?"
There's a bright flash outside the inn, and a royally dressed elf that looks rather like a Drow appears. His silver-blue hair is braided and comes down just past his shoulder blades, and his eyes are a deep, vibrant royal blue. He wears scale mail that seems to glow and be made from some sort of whitish-blue crystal. He is also wearing an ornate crown made out of Mithral and Gold, set with sapphires, emeralds, and rubies, and forged to look like vines and branches with various flowers. His flowing cloak is set off one shoulder and has a beautiful royal blue to forest green gradient to it. A longbow is slung over his right shoulder carved from blackened ash wood, while a rapier made of the same crystal as his armor is sheathed on his hip with an ornate shortsword to complement it on his left.
The human walks up behind him, knocking a knuckle against the armor, "Hey shiny boy, blocking the door."
He laughs, and turns, letting him pass. "This place is a little different from the last tavern and inn I was staying in." He rests his hands casually on his swords, a mithral and gold wedding band set with small emeralds visible on his finger.
"Yeah, i'd bet. Does the missus know you're here?' He asks as he passes
He smiles. "She, and our little one. Yes, they know. I think they may even be joining me later, but I'm not sure yet."
"Yeah, her and your... daughter was it?" He nods, "Lucky to have that good a home life."
There's a bright flash outside the inn, and a royally dressed elf that looks rather like a Drow appears. His silver-blue hair is braided and comes down just past his shoulder blades, and his eyes are a deep, vibrant royal blue. He wears scale mail that seems to glow and be made from some sort of whitish-blue crystal. He is also wearing an ornate crown made out of Mithral and Gold, set with sapphires, emeralds, and rubies, and forged to look like vines and branches with various flowers. His flowing cloak is set off one shoulder and has a beautiful royal blue to forest green gradient to it. A longbow is slung over his right shoulder carved from blackened ash wood, while a rapier made of the same crystal as his armor is sheathed on his hip with an ornate shortsword to complement it on his left.
The human walks up behind him, knocking a knuckle against the armor, "Hey shiny boy, blocking the door."
He laughs, and turns, letting him pass. "This place is a little different from the last tavern and inn I was staying in." He rests his hands casually on his swords, a mithral and gold wedding band set with small emeralds visible on his finger.
"Yeah, i'd bet. Does the missus know you're here?' He asks as he passes
He smiles. "She, and our little one. Yes, they know. I think they may even be joining me later, but I'm not sure yet."
"Yeah, her and your... daughter was it?" He nods, "Lucky to have that good a home life."
He narrows his eyes a little. "I never said our child was a girl, but yes, you're right."
There's a bright flash outside the inn, and a royally dressed elf that looks rather like a Drow appears. His silver-blue hair is braided and comes down just past his shoulder blades, and his eyes are a deep, vibrant royal blue. He wears scale mail that seems to glow and be made from some sort of whitish-blue crystal. He is also wearing an ornate crown made out of Mithral and Gold, set with sapphires, emeralds, and rubies, and forged to look like vines and branches with various flowers. His flowing cloak is set off one shoulder and has a beautiful royal blue to forest green gradient to it. A longbow is slung over his right shoulder carved from blackened ash wood, while a rapier made of the same crystal as his armor is sheathed on his hip with an ornate shortsword to complement it on his left.
The human walks up behind him, knocking a knuckle against the armor, "Hey shiny boy, blocking the door."
He laughs, and turns, letting him pass. "This place is a little different from the last tavern and inn I was staying in." He rests his hands casually on his swords, a mithral and gold wedding band set with small emeralds visible on his finger.
"Yeah, i'd bet. Does the missus know you're here?' He asks as he passes
He smiles. "She, and our little one. Yes, they know. I think they may even be joining me later, but I'm not sure yet."
"Yeah, her and your... daughter was it?" He nods, "Lucky to have that good a home life."
He narrows his eyes a little. "I never said our child was a girl, but yes, you're right."
He smirks slightly, "Lucky guess eh?" he says, but his tone sounds like it was anything but.
There's a bright flash outside the inn, and a royally dressed elf that looks rather like a Drow appears. His silver-blue hair is braided and comes down just past his shoulder blades, and his eyes are a deep, vibrant royal blue. He wears scale mail that seems to glow and be made from some sort of whitish-blue crystal. He is also wearing an ornate crown made out of Mithral and Gold, set with sapphires, emeralds, and rubies, and forged to look like vines and branches with various flowers. His flowing cloak is set off one shoulder and has a beautiful royal blue to forest green gradient to it. A longbow is slung over his right shoulder carved from blackened ash wood, while a rapier made of the same crystal as his armor is sheathed on his hip with an ornate shortsword to complement it on his left.
Xan narrows his eyes "Ew"
*You should still recognize my first character from the End of the World, don't ya?*
He chuckles, and walks into the tavern, resting his hands casually on the hilts of his swords. There's a ring on his finger; mithral and gold set with small emeralds. It's a wedding ring. He continues walking inside, making his way to a table along one of the walls, where he sits, and orders a glass of Feywine.
The Baron walks to their side. "Feywine? I don't believe I've had that before."
He smiles faintly. "It's known to have rather strong effects on non-fey and non-elves, but it's very good, if you know and have access to the right stock."
The Baron smiles similarly. "How about we make a little trade? Nearly anything from the feywild is impossible to get where I come from. How about you get me a drink of Feywine, and I give you a bottle of Moilian wine?"
He seems mildly intrigued. "I can do you one better. I happen to have a bottle of one of the better vintages from my homeworld, as well as a bottle of Desmianian Fire Whiskey." He reaches into a pocket in his cloak and pulls out each bottle as he's talking.
There's a bright flash outside the inn, and a royally dressed elf that looks rather like a Drow appears. His silver-blue hair is braided and comes down just past his shoulder blades, and his eyes are a deep, vibrant royal blue. He wears scale mail that seems to glow and be made from some sort of whitish-blue crystal. He is also wearing an ornate crown made out of Mithral and Gold, set with sapphires, emeralds, and rubies, and forged to look like vines and branches with various flowers. His flowing cloak is set off one shoulder and has a beautiful royal blue to forest green gradient to it. A longbow is slung over his right shoulder carved from blackened ash wood, while a rapier made of the same crystal as his armor is sheathed on his hip with an ornate shortsword to complement it on his left.
The human walks up behind him, knocking a knuckle against the armor, "Hey shiny boy, blocking the door."
He laughs, and turns, letting him pass. "This place is a little different from the last tavern and inn I was staying in." He rests his hands casually on his swords, a mithral and gold wedding band set with small emeralds visible on his finger.
"Yeah, i'd bet. Does the missus know you're here?' He asks as he passes
He smiles. "She, and our little one. Yes, they know. I think they may even be joining me later, but I'm not sure yet."
"Yeah, her and your... daughter was it?" He nods, "Lucky to have that good a home life."
He narrows his eyes a little. "I never said our child was a girl, but yes, you're right."
He smirks slightly, "Lucky guess eh?" he says, but his tone sounds like it was anything but.
His eyes flash. Indeed. His voice echoes in the human's mind, the tone even, and just a little cold.
There's a bright flash outside the inn, and a royally dressed elf that looks rather like a Drow appears. His silver-blue hair is braided and comes down just past his shoulder blades, and his eyes are a deep, vibrant royal blue. He wears scale mail that seems to glow and be made from some sort of whitish-blue crystal. He is also wearing an ornate crown made out of Mithral and Gold, set with sapphires, emeralds, and rubies, and forged to look like vines and branches with various flowers. His flowing cloak is set off one shoulder and has a beautiful royal blue to forest green gradient to it. A longbow is slung over his right shoulder carved from blackened ash wood, while a rapier made of the same crystal as his armor is sheathed on his hip with an ornate shortsword to complement it on his left.
Xan narrows his eyes "Ew"
*You should still recognize my first character from the End of the World, don't ya?*
He chuckles, and walks into the tavern, resting his hands casually on the hilts of his swords. There's a ring on his finger; mithral and gold set with small emeralds. It's a wedding ring. He continues walking inside, making his way to a table along one of the walls, where he sits, and orders a glass of Feywine.
The Baron walks to their side. "Feywine? I don't believe I've had that before."
He smiles faintly. "It's known to have rather strong effects on non-fey and non-elves, but it's very good, if you know and have access to the right stock."
The Baron smiles similarly. "How about we make a little trade? Nearly anything from the feywild is impossible to get where I come from. How about you get me a drink of Feywine, and I give you a bottle of Moilian wine?"
He seems mildly intrigued. "I can do you one better. I happen to have a bottle of one of the better vintages from my homeworld, as well as a bottle of Desmianian Fire Whiskey." He reaches into a pocket in his cloak and pulls out each bottle as he's talking.
"Hmm. Shame that I didn't bring such a selection. I simply saved a case of Moilian wine for my vacation. You have to admit, having a case of fine wine from the negative energy plane is an excellent conversation starter, yes?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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"Tiresome work without you besides me" 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
The human walks up behind him, knocking a knuckle against the armor, "Hey shiny boy, blocking the door."
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
"Well, now i'm back! Also, i think i did the mission? I'm not too sure, but i feel stronger"
*This is unconclusive due to ooc stuff cyno's dealing with*
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
"Well, okay." The lizardfolk walks away. They seem annoyed.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Azazel seems slightly confused at them being annoyed
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
The Baron returns from his ritual.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*You should still recognize my first character from the End of the World, don't ya?*
He chuckles, and walks into the tavern, resting his hands casually on the hilts of his swords. There's a ring on his finger; mithral and gold set with small emeralds. It's a wedding ring. He continues walking inside, making his way to a table along one of the walls, where he sits, and orders a glass of Feywine.
He laughs, and turns, letting him pass. "This place is a little different from the last tavern and inn I was staying in." He rests his hands casually on his swords, a mithral and gold wedding band set with small emeralds visible on his finger.
The Baron walks to their side. "Feywine? I don't believe I've had that before."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He smiles faintly. "It's known to have rather strong effects on non-fey and non-elves, but it's very good, if you know and have access to the right stock."
"Yeah, i'd bet. Does the missus know you're here?' He asks as he passes
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
He smiles. "She, and our little one. Yes, they know. I think they may even be joining me later, but I'm not sure yet."
The Baron smiles similarly. "How about we make a little trade? Nearly anything from the feywild is impossible to get where I come from. How about you get me a drink of Feywine, and I give you a bottle of Moilian wine?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Yeah, her and your... daughter was it?" He nods, "Lucky to have that good a home life."
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
He narrows his eyes a little. "I never said our child was a girl, but yes, you're right."
He smirks slightly, "Lucky guess eh?" he says, but his tone sounds like it was anything but.
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
He seems mildly intrigued. "I can do you one better. I happen to have a bottle of one of the better vintages from my homeworld, as well as a bottle of Desmianian Fire Whiskey." He reaches into a pocket in his cloak and pulls out each bottle as he's talking.
Xan is outside, staring at the sky. An empty bottle of wine sits beside him as well as a ash-tray.
Kelipso is curled up on the couch.
Adder is outside, jogging.
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
His eyes flash. Indeed. His voice echoes in the human's mind, the tone even, and just a little cold.
"Hmm. Shame that I didn't bring such a selection. I simply saved a case of Moilian wine for my vacation. You have to admit, having a case of fine wine from the negative energy plane is an excellent conversation starter, yes?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels