Lord's Rest Inn

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*I'm trying to come up with a unique design for my protag, but I think I need to realize their personality better in order to do that.*

 *I've discovered the root of the issue: I do not care about my protagonist at all.*

*I already have a cooer character that I should have been using from the start.*

 *I feel that sentiment*

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*i wanna rp*

A harpy with neat feathers and a small leather toolcase is outside with a barely legible sign

 pls

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 "No problem" he grins

 Scott stretches "What do you want to do?"

 he shrugs, "Dunno, just noticed you were in your room when i was out there"

 "You always seem to know." He raises a brow, smirking.

 "You're an interesting person to watch" he smiles with a wink

 He rolls his eyes, sighing "Yes yes.."

*for if anyone wants to rp with my other characters*

KK opens the door to their secret room, and is distraught upon seeing her projects that were destroyed by the Hunters. She rushes over to broken pottery and torn canvases, frantically trying to fix them.

The Seer is searching the woods for the Traitor.

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*Anyway does anyone want to rp? If so what characters do you want to deal with? Also I lost my phone, and thought I wouldn’t be able to rp till tomorrow, but I got it back.*

 *Hmmmm.*

Stroth is looking for Sparrow. She has something in her hands that appears to be wrapped in black cloth. 

Allison is still keeping an eye on Jester. 

 Sparrow is practicing his sharpshooting with a more active thing than a tree. He’s on the outskirts of town riding Shadow and shooting cans.

 The Jester is just sitting on the couch, not crying anymore, just kinda existing in a state of depression.

 She watches, her facial expression neutral. 

Allison brings over some food and a tea.

 He is moving around rather well, but when he sees her, he steps off Shadow and walks over.

 He takes the tea, eating and shivering slowly “T-thank you love.”

 She hands him the cloth wrapped parcel. She blinks once, nodding. 

She smiles warmly and sits besides him, reading. Generally keeping close to him.

 He takes the cloth wrapped parcel, slight confusion yet trust on his face as he opens it.

 He stays as close to her as he possibly can without invading her personal space, just curled up and sipping tea.

 Inside are silver bullets that are specifically designed for Rosemary. Each has a small clear tube where the body is, filled with holy water, the knuckle bones of a holy cleric, and a bit of dogwood flowers. She shifts from foot to foot "They should take care of any beastie you come up against. Made them myself."

She chuckles and moves closer to him.

 He takes a second just to look at them, before a smile spread across his face “You took the time to make me bullets… I don’t know what to say other than thank you. These are amazing, so well crafted, you really thought bout these when you made em.” He walks over and kisses her forehead “Really, thank you.” He puts one into Rosemary after examining it.

 He looks to the fire with a vacant gaze for a moment “You’re such a good musician. How do you do it?”

 "I wanted to make something nice and when I think of nice I think of you.." she says, twiddling her thumbs "They should hold up for awhile, at least fifty years."

She thinks for a moment, closing her book "I draw power from the issues I used to have. My former husband, my daughter.. all that pain, I turn it into music."

 He takes her hands, holstering Rosemary “You think of me when you think of nice things? I… I’m lost for words, I’m happy I can be what you need.” Shadow walks over, rubbing their head against her.

 He nods along with her, his eyes becoming wet again with tears “You draw your music from things like that? I could never hope to become half the musician you are at that rate.”

 She looks bashful, looking away, her ears a bit red "I'm glad you like it." She mutters.

"You are and so much more." She chirps, kissing the tears from his eyes.

 “Like it? I love it, I have been scavenging for bullets for almost all my life, I’ve barely been able to afford food and bullets.” 

 He tears up only more “I can’t be, I need this mask just to be as good, I don’t have the motivation you have.”

 She blinks "Do you need money? Or food? Or weaponary?" She asked seriously. 

"You are so good hon, I swear to you that you are. You need not your mask."

 He realizes the mistake he made and smiles “I don’t need nothin’. I’ve always been able to make it by with what I’ve had.”

 “Do I? I’ve always gotten bigger crowds with the mask on, it’s helped me where I’ve failed. I just don’t know.”

 She sighs and folds her arms "Okay, well I'm glad for that at least."

"How about a week without the mask, see how that goes?" She offers.

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"Nah, my brain's going too fast to sleep. I just need to catch my breath. How are you doing?"

 "I am simply well, nothing more or less." She grins.

"That's good- that you aren't feeling bad, I mean." She looks back at Stroth, 'smiling' in the sense that one with no face could smile.

 "Tell me, what caused your spree hm?"

"I just sharpened my claws recently, and it's been a while since the last time I used them for their intended purpose, so I was feeling antsy to test them out again."

 "Well from what I saw, you did well." She grins.

"Thanks. I'm still a ways from going after the Seer, so I've been trying to hone my skills before then."

 "The seer? Why are you going after them?"

"Well, after I summoned her to this world, it dawned on me just how much of a mistake that was- she lives up to the name of Elder Evil way more than I first thought. So, I became this as a way to one day right my wrong and destroy her."