“…well… uh… at least the restaurant’s doing well, right?”
“Yep. I technically already died but I came back ‘cause of my armor.” She raps her knuckles on the chestplate proudly.
"Indeed." He passes a whiskey to Mauric "I heard you got married."
"Nice, Im just stuck here but at least you get to move around."
Mauric takes a tentative sip. “Mhm! Just a week ago, matter of fact.”
“Well, granted, I haven’t done a ton in that time. I kinda just journeyed around the countryside, setting up camp or store for a decade or so and making magic items for the locals, then packing up and heading out. But I finally made it back here to my homeland last year.”
"Good for you. Never saw the point of marriage, or being in love in general, but if it makes you happy, that's good."
"This is your homeland?" He tilts his head.
“It is… Nick is the greatest man I’ve ever met.”
“Aye. I got dumped in the woods by whichever [gp]s were my parents from the nearby human village as an infant.”
"If you ever get tired of him, let me know." He chuckles.
"If I am not perfect, then everything I have built from the ground up has been for nothing." She lights a cigarette, taking a drag
He smiles, kissing her fully, “An you are perfect. I don’t deserve ya, that’s for sure.” He puts his gloves on his pockets, before leaning against the tree and drinking from his flask.
"I can hardly believe that such a thing can happen, that someone could feel that kind of love. I have seen the hate and darkness within the living. But if they can put that much energy into hate, I imagine they must have the same energy for love too. I don't know. I don't really relate to people the way most do."
“Hate is a powerful force, I hate my sisters with every fiber of my bein, but if that meant I had to lose her to get my revenge, I could live happily without it.” He coughs up some blood “Doesn’t seem like my sisters agree with how many assassins they keep sendin out.”
Podmorski sits there for a minute as his face slowly twists into a deep frown. "Them."
He hands them another cigarette, “I don’t think I’ve introduced myself, Sparrow Valentine, you know the Valentine sisters?”
“…well… uh… at least the restaurant’s doing well, right?”
“Yep. I technically already died but I came back ‘cause of my armor.” She raps her knuckles on the chestplate proudly.
"Indeed." He passes a whiskey to Mauric "I heard you got married."
"Nice, Im just stuck here but at least you get to move around."
Mauric takes a tentative sip. “Mhm! Just a week ago, matter of fact.”
“Well, granted, I haven’t done a ton in that time. I kinda just journeyed around the countryside, setting up camp or store for a decade or so and making magic items for the locals, then packing up and heading out. But I finally made it back here to my homeland last year.”
"Good for you. Never saw the point of marriage, or being in love in general, but if it makes you happy, that's good."
"This is your homeland?" He tilts his head.
“It is… Nick is the greatest man I’ve ever met.”
“Aye. I got dumped in the woods by whichever [gp]s were my parents from the nearby human village as an infant.”
"If you ever get tired of him, let me know." He chuckles.
"Darn, that's sucks man. Sorry about that."
“And what’s that supposed to mean?!”
“Pfft. I didn’t need human raising. I bet I’d’ve ended up as nothing more than another soft, weak human. I was raised by minotaurs, and I’m so much better for it.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Cadel bursts into the tavern, holding several bundles of flowers and starts looking around for someone to give them to
The Leper, an incredibly muscular man covered from head to toe in medium armor, his only visible skin being his mouth. He has a white Lilly in his hand, just looking at it.
"Yeah. It'll be able to grill, roast, smoke, carve, plate, and hunt all on its own. I make them all the time. They kept me fed when I was away from you."
Tyrone laughs and joins in.
"Huh! Always was a genius!" She grins proudly.
It squirms, and the sound of someone yelling for help emanates from the rustling plastic. "Oh hush, you'll be fine." Home rolls his eyes and shoves the body down the hole.
"It's got me in trouble more than it's helped me out, but I really was, huh?" He eats another sushi roll.
Ty crouches and looks down into the hole, tossing a bit of flame down in a likely vain attempt to light it.
Cadel bursts into the tavern, holding several bundles of flowers and starts looking around for someone to give them to
The Leper, an incredibly muscular man covered from head to toe in medium armor, his only visible skin being his mouth. He has a white Lilly in his hand, just looking at it.
Cadel runs over to him and holds out the flowers, smiling
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Dungeon Master: Killing your charcters since 1974
Timeless, Boundless, Ruler of The Spire of Creation
Cadel bursts into the tavern, holding several bundles of flowers and starts looking around for someone to give them to
The Leper, an incredibly muscular man covered from head to toe in medium armor, his only visible skin being his mouth. He has a white Lilly in his hand, just looking at it.
Cadel runs over to him and holds out the flowers, smiling
He looks to the flowers, holding out his white Lilly, his voice as that of a king “Would you like another.”
Cadel bursts into the tavern, holding several bundles of flowers and starts looking around for someone to give them to
The Leper, an incredibly muscular man covered from head to toe in medium armor, his only visible skin being his mouth. He has a white Lilly in his hand, just looking at it.
Cadel runs over to him and holds out the flowers, smiling
He looks to the flowers, holding out his white Lilly, his voice as that of a king “Would you like another.”
He takes an orange flower from his hair and holds it out
"I'll trade ya for it"
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Dungeon Master: Killing your charcters since 1974
Timeless, Boundless, Ruler of The Spire of Creation
Cadel bursts into the tavern, holding several bundles of flowers and starts looking around for someone to give them to
The Leper, an incredibly muscular man covered from head to toe in medium armor, his only visible skin being his mouth. He has a white Lilly in his hand, just looking at it.
Cadel runs over to him and holds out the flowers, smiling
He looks to the flowers, holding out his white Lilly, his voice as that of a king “Would you like another.”
He takes an orange flower from his hair and holds it out
"I'll trade ya for it"
He nods, putting the white Lilly in their hand and taking the orange flower “That sounds like a deal to me.”
Cadel bursts into the tavern, holding several bundles of flowers and starts looking around for someone to give them to
The Leper, an incredibly muscular man covered from head to toe in medium armor, his only visible skin being his mouth. He has a white Lilly in his hand, just looking at it.
Cadel runs over to him and holds out the flowers, smiling
He looks to the flowers, holding out his white Lilly, his voice as that of a king “Would you like another.”
He takes an orange flower from his hair and holds it out
"I'll trade ya for it"
He nods, putting the white Lilly in their hand and taking the orange flower “That sounds like a deal to me.”
He smiles and runs off, looking for another person
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Dungeon Master: Killing your charcters since 1974
Timeless, Boundless, Ruler of The Spire of Creation
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
"If you ever get tired of him, let me know." He chuckles.
"Darn, that's sucks man. Sorry about that."
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 smiles, kissing her fully, “An you are perfect. I don’t deserve ya, that’s for sure.” He puts his gloves on his pockets, before leaning against the tree and drinking from his flask.
He hands them another cigarette, “I don’t think I’ve introduced myself, Sparrow Valentine, you know the Valentine sisters?”
“And what’s that supposed to mean?!”
“Pfft. I didn’t need human raising. I bet I’d’ve ended up as nothing more than another soft, weak human. I was raised by minotaurs, and I’m so much better for it.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Cadel bursts into the tavern, holding several bundles of flowers and starts looking around for someone to give them to
Dungeon Master: Killing your charcters since 1974
Timeless, Boundless, Ruler of The Spire of Creation
The Leper, an incredibly muscular man covered from head to toe in medium armor, his only visible skin being his mouth. He has a white Lilly in his hand, just looking at it.
"It's got me in trouble more than it's helped me out, but I really was, huh?" He eats another sushi roll.
Ty crouches and looks down into the hole, tossing a bit of flame down in a likely vain attempt to light it.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Cadel runs over to him and holds out the flowers, smiling
Dungeon Master: Killing your charcters since 1974
Timeless, Boundless, Ruler of The Spire of Creation
"By their subordinates only." He grumbles. "They must really hate you, huh?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He looks to the flowers, holding out his white Lilly, his voice as that of a king “Would you like another.”
He takes an orange flower from his hair and holds it out
"I'll trade ya for it"
Dungeon Master: Killing your charcters since 1974
Timeless, Boundless, Ruler of The Spire of Creation
He sighs “Hate me more than anythin. I wish I could live without em, but they always come for me.”
He nods, putting the white Lilly in their hand and taking the orange flower “That sounds like a deal to me.”
He smiles and runs off, looking for another person
Dungeon Master: Killing your charcters since 1974
Timeless, Boundless, Ruler of The Spire of Creation
hello
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
Hi
Dungeon Master: Killing your charcters since 1974
Timeless, Boundless, Ruler of The Spire of Creation
"A wish? Now you're speaking in my terms..." He chuckles. "How about we make a deal?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He looks to his infernal glove and his celestial glove “I ain’t interested, I’ve made deals with enough demons already.”
*hey yall*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Greetings!*
Dungeon Master: Killing your charcters since 1974
Timeless, Boundless, Ruler of The Spire of Creation