Hyacinthe bows. "And I hope in my heart of hearts that we shall meet again. Until then, I bid you adieu, and many thanks!" He turns, waving, as he heads back to his camp.
*the rare friendly interaction with one of Baal's characters. i'm honored.*
*Is it really that rare? My goodness, have I just been hurting people this entire time? Was I the monster this entire time?*
*cool*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Hyacinthe bows. "And I hope in my heart of hearts that we shall meet again. Until then, I bid you adieu, and many thanks!" He turns, waving, as he heads back to his camp.
*the rare friendly interaction with one of Baal's characters. i'm honored.*
*Is it really that rare? My goodness, have I just been hurting people this entire time? Was I the monster this entire time?*
*cool*
*why, yes, Baal, you are! We're like complete opposites, tbh*
*Explain that to me within 3 minutes.*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I have no idea! Maybe Traitor. Seer and Coterie are probably very poor friends for a first-level monster hunter, and I've played a lot with KK recently. KK is cool though...*
*I love all your characters, actually. I'd be happy with whoever. Right now I'm trying to develop Hyacinthe through RP, and I think I'm doing good. It would be a shame if he was just murdered.*
*Alrighty, sounds good to me! I'm thinking... Traitor!*
Traitor is skulking about through the woods, as Traitor generally does.
She encounters a spindly oni field dressing a mountain lion. He does not seem to be armed or armored, nor injured in any way. He's delicately placing the innards into a burlap sack. He sniffs the air and looks around. "Aye? Anyone there?"
*Sorry about the delay again*
Traitor's eyes become visible again, looking back out at him from the darkness of the woods. "Oh, hello there."
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*Hey people I dearly care about, turns out I get to live another day, I hope I can make all of yours days better as a result. Is anyone here or am I unfortunately late? If anyone is here, would they like to role play?*
He takes it back, nodding “S-sorry. I don’t have anything… other than cursed artifacts. I work for hell.” He shakes his head, crunching bone a constant.
He beams in return, laughing “Good, I am happy to hear that, the monarch wasn’t exactly a good guy regardless. I should visit again one day, it changed my life the first time, it will change my life likely again.”
"Aww, unfortunate. Well, I can't conduct business with you, but I can chat" He smiles, and the cart disappears.
A low growl escapes his throat. "His Majesty did what he thought was best..But, yes, I have needs to return as well. Perhaps we can go together, one day."
*Sorry I disappeared. Church.*
They try to smile back, revealing blood stained fangs, though the stains are old. “I… would like to… chat.” He says, adjusting his dirty clothes as much as he can to look like the civil thief he used to be.
“Perhaps, but that will have to be in the future my friend. Would you like to play a game? I haven’t had anyone else who knows how to play in quite the long time.” He sets another deck aside for them.
He takes it back, nodding “S-sorry. I don’t have anything… other than cursed artifacts. I work for hell.” He shakes his head, crunching bone a constant.
He beams in return, laughing “Good, I am happy to hear that, the monarch wasn’t exactly a good guy regardless. I should visit again one day, it changed my life the first time, it will change my life likely again.”
"Aww, unfortunate. Well, I can't conduct business with you, but I can chat" He smiles, and the cart disappears.
A low growl escapes his throat. "His Majesty did what he thought was best..But, yes, I have needs to return as well. Perhaps we can go together, one day."
*Sorry I disappeared. Church.*
They try to smile back, revealing blood stained fangs, though the stains are old. “I… would like to… chat.” He says, adjusting his dirty clothes as much as he can to look like the civil thief he used to be.
“Perhaps, but that will have to be in the future my friend. Would you like to play a game? I haven’t had anyone else who knows how to play in quite the long time.” He sets another deck aside for them.
*that's oki*
"So, how come you're sitting on the side of the road?"
"Why, of course. It's been ages though." He says, smiling as he takes the deck
*i'm adding, interact if you wish* Xavier is standing in the graveyard, wearing only pants, and is soaked in blood, completely.
A young girl who appears to be around 16 years old sits at a booth, holding and admiring a dragon egg that sits on the table. She looks exhausted, but smiles nonetheless at the egg. (I dreamt about this and had to realize it)
“Waiting… I don’t know what for. Watching the sunset while I wait.”
They begin to play. *Thats a good place to end that.*
There are suddenly two girl in the graveyard, they seem to be human, both devastatingly beautiful, a brunette with curled horns, and a blonde with sharp ones. They skips around, in perfect unison, holding each other’s hands until they see Xavier, giving him smiles.
Zack the Changeling walks into the tavern, staying in the form of the handsome Air Genasi. He would sit at the counter, but instead sits across from the teenager, looking at the egg “Do you mind if I sit here?”
*Is it really that rare? My goodness, have I just been hurting people this entire time? Was I the monster this entire time?*
*cool*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Explain that to me within 3 minutes.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I am back. I’m feeling a lot of things right now.*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Sorry about the delay again*
Traitor's eyes become visible again, looking back out at him from the darkness of the woods. "Oh, hello there."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*Morning everyone. It's not a good one for me however, the kitten I had been taking care of died last night.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
(are you doing okay?)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I am failure and perfection
Without grace, but I am tired
Of walking life like it's a wire
*Hey people I dearly care about, turns out I get to live another day, I hope I can make all of yours days better as a result. Is anyone here or am I unfortunately late? If anyone is here, would they like to role play?*
*Sorry I disappeared. Church.*
They try to smile back, revealing blood stained fangs, though the stains are old. “I… would like to… chat.” He says, adjusting his dirty clothes as much as he can to look like the civil thief he used to be.
“Perhaps, but that will have to be in the future my friend. Would you like to play a game? I haven’t had anyone else who knows how to play in quite the long time.” He sets another deck aside for them.
*...*
*I...*
*That's awful. I'm so, so sorry for your loss.*
*Is there anything I can do for you?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Oh dear, I never realized that. I'm going to try and tone that down.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Waiting… I don’t know what for. Watching the sunset while I wait.”
They begin to play. *Thats a good place to end that.*
There are suddenly two girl in the graveyard, they seem to be human, both devastatingly beautiful, a brunette with curled horns, and a blonde with sharp ones. They skips around, in perfect unison, holding each other’s hands until they see Xavier, giving him smiles.
Zack the Changeling walks into the tavern, staying in the form of the handsome Air Genasi. He would sit at the counter, but instead sits across from the teenager, looking at the egg “Do you mind if I sit here?”
*And that's fine, but I don't want to be a murder hobo.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.