Theren is in the library flipping through books, frustrated. Sigils line his arms and legs.
Leo is by his forge crafting something.
The Tarnished and Helena are outside weaving baskets.
Father Yosef is cleansing (read killing) a demon in a small village nearby.
Home is jamming out to the Ramones using the walkman that Tyrone got. He is cleaning the bathroom of the Guilt House, the body wrapped in a white plastic garbage bag sitting at the counter in the kitchen on a stool.
Father Luciano is cleaning the temple, sweeping the floors to get ready for the day ahead. He hums to himself as he does so.
Allison is restringing her lute, grumbling about why it is so hard to tune such a simple instrument.
Theren is in the library flipping through books, frustrated. Sigils line his arms and legs.
Leo is by his forge crafting something.
The Tarnished and Helena are outside weaving baskets.
Father Yosef is cleansing (read killing) a demon in a small village nearby.
Thirteen walks into the library with some scrolls he needs to return, looking unusually cheerful. “What’s wrong?”
Riotan, attracted by the brutality, strolls over to the scene casually.
"The commune with dead spell I'm trying to use keeps backfiring." he says, grumbling to himself. "hence the protective sigils."
Father Yosef is standing over the bloodied corpse of the demon, who is sinking into the ground, with bloodied fists. Tattoos of crosses are on his fingers. He murmurs something in Russian before looking over at Riotan.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Theren is in the library flipping through books, frustrated. Sigils line his arms and legs.
Leo is by his forge crafting something.
The Tarnished and Helena are outside weaving baskets.
Father Yosef is cleansing (read killing) a demon in a small village nearby.
Home is jamming out to the Ramones using the walkman that Tyrone got. He is cleaning the bathroom of the Guilt House, the body wrapped in a white plastic garbage bag sitting at the counter in the kitchen on a stool.
Father Luciano is cleaning the temple, sweeping the floors to get ready for the day ahead. He hums to himself as he does so.
Allison is restringing her lute, grumbling about why it is so hard to tune such a simple instrument.
Father Yosef walks into the temple, pulling a glove on. "Morning Father Luciano."
The Tarnished and Helena walk up to her. "Good morning Miss Alison." The Tarnished says quietly.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Theren is in the library flipping through books, frustrated. Sigils line his arms and legs.
Leo is by his forge crafting something.
The Tarnished and Helena are outside weaving baskets.
Father Yosef is cleansing (read killing) a demon in a small village nearby.
Thirteen walks into the library with some scrolls he needs to return, looking unusually cheerful. “What’s wrong?”
Riotan, attracted by the brutality, strolls over to the scene casually.
"The commune with dead spell I'm trying to use keeps backfiring." he says, grumbling to himself. "hence the protective sigils."
Father Yosef is standing over the bloodied corpse of the demon, who is sinking into the ground, with bloodied fists. Tattoos of crosses are on his fingers. He murmurs something in Russian before looking over at Riotan.
Thirteen moves closer to examine the books, intrigued. “Oh I could help with that if you like. Who are you trying to speak with?”
Riotan waves at him. “Hi!”
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This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
Theren is in the library flipping through books, frustrated. Sigils line his arms and legs.
Leo is by his forge crafting something.
The Tarnished and Helena are outside weaving baskets.
Father Yosef is cleansing (read killing) a demon in a small village nearby.
Home is jamming out to the Ramones using the walkman that Tyrone got. He is cleaning the bathroom of the Guilt House, the body wrapped in a white plastic garbage bag sitting at the counter in the kitchen on a stool.
Father Luciano is cleaning the temple, sweeping the floors to get ready for the day ahead. He hums to himself as he does so.
Allison is restringing her lute, grumbling about why it is so hard to tune such a simple instrument.
Father Yosef walks into the temple, pulling a glove on. "Morning Father Luciano."
The Tarnished and Helena walk up to her. "Good morning Miss Alison." The Tarnished says quietly.
Luciano looks up and smiles "Hello my son, how art thou this morning?"
Allison looks up and beams "Hello you two, how are you?"
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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
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"Oh no, you okay?" He asks.
"Taps into your guilt feeds off of it and all that." he shrugs
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
Leo looks up with a smile, his hands covered in grease. "New motor for Festus."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I hope it's not too difficult" he chuckles
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
Thirteen walks into the library with some scrolls he needs to return, looking unusually cheerful. “What’s wrong?”
Riotan, attracted by the brutality, strolls over to the scene casually.
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
"Nope, just need to tighten this last bolt then we should be good to go."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Home is jamming out to the Ramones using the walkman that Tyrone got. He is cleaning the bathroom of the Guilt House, the body wrapped in a white plastic garbage bag sitting at the counter in the kitchen on a stool.
Father Luciano is cleaning the temple, sweeping the floors to get ready for the day ahead. He hums to himself as he does so.
Allison is restringing her lute, grumbling about why it is so hard to tune such a simple instrument.
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
*shore.*
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
Everything scares me when I’m out of water.
”Can I leave it? Or am I trapped?”
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
"could I use the forge once you're done? I have some stuff to cast"
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
"The commune with dead spell I'm trying to use keeps backfiring." he says, grumbling to himself. "hence the protective sigils."
Father Yosef is standing over the bloodied corpse of the demon, who is sinking into the ground, with bloodied fists. Tattoos of crosses are on his fingers. He murmurs something in Russian before looking over at Riotan.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Isaac is outside reading a book
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
"Oh.. Do you need water?" He asked.
"You can leave but I don't think it wants you to yet." He shrugs.
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
Father Yosef walks into the temple, pulling a glove on. "Morning Father Luciano."
The Tarnished and Helena walk up to her. "Good morning Miss Alison." The Tarnished says quietly.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(who do you think would win gibber or Wendigo?)
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"Yeah feel free. I'm done with the fire for now."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Xan jumps on him, giggling.
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
"thanks. I shouldn't take very long"
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
Isaac laughs and hugs him "hey there"
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
Thirteen moves closer to examine the books, intrigued. “Oh I could help with that if you like. Who are you trying to speak with?”
Riotan waves at him. “Hi!”
This is just Jobah619 again btw
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
Luciano looks up and smiles "Hello my son, how art thou this morning?"
Allison looks up and beams "Hello you two, how 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