Eventually they arrive outside of Merabelle’s damp cave home. Next to the entrance is her canvas stand and her supplies. She asks Riotan to wait outside while she goes inside to get something, walking out in a white shirt and overalls “Stand wherever ya like sweetheart, as long as I can see ya, I can paint ya.”
He sighs, chuckling “If you’re awake enough to still make witty remarks you’ll probably be fine.”
Rio adopts a dramatic, sweeping, somewhat coquettish pose once he finds a spot where the light hits his scales properly.
“Yeah yeah yeah now leave me alone. I need to see if I can find any more loopholes.” They sigh.
She rolls her eyes, taking her paint with a smile as she begins to take it with all the long broad strokes. Once she’s done she turns the canvas to them, proud of herself. Painting Tools:28
He raises an eyebrow, but doesn’t ask, leaving him to do what he can.
“Wow, great likeness!” He stares at it, impressed.
They throw the bottle into their thoracic cavity and go back to their tomes.
She beams “I know it ain’t perfect, yer just a little more handsome than this, an’ I wasn’t able to capture that. Maybe with more time I’ll get it.” She says, taking the painting off the canvas holder and putting it in her cave.
Eventually they arrive outside of Merabelle’s damp cave home. Next to the entrance is her canvas stand and her supplies. She asks Riotan to wait outside while she goes inside to get something, walking out in a white shirt and overalls “Stand wherever ya like sweetheart, as long as I can see ya, I can paint ya.”
He sighs, chuckling “If you’re awake enough to still make witty remarks you’ll probably be fine.”
Rio adopts a dramatic, sweeping, somewhat coquettish pose once he finds a spot where the light hits his scales properly.
“Yeah yeah yeah now leave me alone. I need to see if I can find any more loopholes.” They sigh.
She rolls her eyes, taking her paint with a smile as she begins to take it with all the long broad strokes. Once she’s done she turns the canvas to them, proud of herself. Painting Tools:28
He raises an eyebrow, but doesn’t ask, leaving him to do what he can.
“Wow, great likeness!” He stares at it, impressed.
They throw the bottle into their thoracic cavity and go back to their tomes.
She beams “I know it ain’t perfect, yer just a little more handsome than this, an’ I wasn’t able to capture that. Maybe with more time I’ll get it.” She says, taking the painting off the canvas holder and putting it in her cave.
"It's very good." He smiles at her warmly.
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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.
Eventually they arrive outside of Merabelle’s damp cave home. Next to the entrance is her canvas stand and her supplies. She asks Riotan to wait outside while she goes inside to get something, walking out in a white shirt and overalls “Stand wherever ya like sweetheart, as long as I can see ya, I can paint ya.”
He sighs, chuckling “If you’re awake enough to still make witty remarks you’ll probably be fine.”
Rio adopts a dramatic, sweeping, somewhat coquettish pose once he finds a spot where the light hits his scales properly.
“Yeah yeah yeah now leave me alone. I need to see if I can find any more loopholes.” They sigh.
She rolls her eyes, taking her paint with a smile as she begins to take it with all the long broad strokes. Once she’s done she turns the canvas to them, proud of herself. Painting Tools:28
He raises an eyebrow, but doesn’t ask, leaving him to do what he can.
“Wow, great likeness!” He stares at it, impressed.
They throw the bottle into their thoracic cavity and go back to their tomes.
She beams “I know it ain’t perfect, yer just a little more handsome than this, an’ I wasn’t able to capture that. Maybe with more time I’ll get it.” She says, taking the painting off the canvas holder and putting it in her cave.
"It's very good." He smiles at her warmly.
“I haven’t made a paintin’ that good in a while, we should do this more.” She returns the look, just as warm.
Eventually they arrive outside of Merabelle’s damp cave home. Next to the entrance is her canvas stand and her supplies. She asks Riotan to wait outside while she goes inside to get something, walking out in a white shirt and overalls “Stand wherever ya like sweetheart, as long as I can see ya, I can paint ya.”
He sighs, chuckling “If you’re awake enough to still make witty remarks you’ll probably be fine.”
Rio adopts a dramatic, sweeping, somewhat coquettish pose once he finds a spot where the light hits his scales properly.
“Yeah yeah yeah now leave me alone. I need to see if I can find any more loopholes.” They sigh.
She rolls her eyes, taking her paint with a smile as she begins to take it with all the long broad strokes. Once she’s done she turns the canvas to them, proud of herself. Painting Tools:28
He raises an eyebrow, but doesn’t ask, leaving him to do what he can.
“Wow, great likeness!” He stares at it, impressed.
They throw the bottle into their thoracic cavity and go back to their tomes.
She beams “I know it ain’t perfect, yer just a little more handsome than this, an’ I wasn’t able to capture that. Maybe with more time I’ll get it.” She says, taking the painting off the canvas holder and putting it in her cave.
"It's very good." He smiles at her warmly.
“I haven’t made a paintin’ that good in a while, we should do this more.” She returns the look, just as warm.
"Sure! Can't get enough, huh?" He jokes, taking another pose.
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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.
Eventually they arrive outside of Merabelle’s damp cave home. Next to the entrance is her canvas stand and her supplies. She asks Riotan to wait outside while she goes inside to get something, walking out in a white shirt and overalls “Stand wherever ya like sweetheart, as long as I can see ya, I can paint ya.”
He sighs, chuckling “If you’re awake enough to still make witty remarks you’ll probably be fine.”
Rio adopts a dramatic, sweeping, somewhat coquettish pose once he finds a spot where the light hits his scales properly.
“Yeah yeah yeah now leave me alone. I need to see if I can find any more loopholes.” They sigh.
She rolls her eyes, taking her paint with a smile as she begins to take it with all the long broad strokes. Once she’s done she turns the canvas to them, proud of herself. Painting Tools:28
He raises an eyebrow, but doesn’t ask, leaving him to do what he can.
“Wow, great likeness!” He stares at it, impressed.
They throw the bottle into their thoracic cavity and go back to their tomes.
She beams “I know it ain’t perfect, yer just a little more handsome than this, an’ I wasn’t able to capture that. Maybe with more time I’ll get it.” She says, taking the painting off the canvas holder and putting it in her cave.
"It's very good." He smiles at her warmly.
“I haven’t made a paintin’ that good in a while, we should do this more.” She returns the look, just as warm.
"Sure! Can't get enough, huh?" He jokes, taking another pose.
She continues to paint him, chuckling at his joke and continuing until he’s done posing.
Eventually they arrive outside of Merabelle’s damp cave home. Next to the entrance is her canvas stand and her supplies. She asks Riotan to wait outside while she goes inside to get something, walking out in a white shirt and overalls “Stand wherever ya like sweetheart, as long as I can see ya, I can paint ya.”
He sighs, chuckling “If you’re awake enough to still make witty remarks you’ll probably be fine.”
Rio adopts a dramatic, sweeping, somewhat coquettish pose once he finds a spot where the light hits his scales properly.
“Yeah yeah yeah now leave me alone. I need to see if I can find any more loopholes.” They sigh.
She rolls her eyes, taking her paint with a smile as she begins to take it with all the long broad strokes. Once she’s done she turns the canvas to them, proud of herself. Painting Tools:28
He raises an eyebrow, but doesn’t ask, leaving him to do what he can.
“Wow, great likeness!” He stares at it, impressed.
They throw the bottle into their thoracic cavity and go back to their tomes.
She beams “I know it ain’t perfect, yer just a little more handsome than this, an’ I wasn’t able to capture that. Maybe with more time I’ll get it.” She says, taking the painting off the canvas holder and putting it in her cave.
"It's very good." He smiles at her warmly.
“I haven’t made a paintin’ that good in a while, we should do this more.” She returns the look, just as warm.
"Sure! Can't get enough, huh?" He jokes, taking another pose.
She continues to paint him, chuckling at his joke and continuing until he’s done posing.
“Is it done?” He asks, holding the position.
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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.
*Just played my first game as an Ogre Gourmet, and I enjoyed it quite a bit. It was that one-on-one session I was talking about. I even reached level 2 since I beat the boss with style.*
*Also, nice pfp Wendi.*
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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.
*Just played my first game as an Ogre Gourmet, and I enjoyed it quite a bit. It was that one-on-one session I was talking about. I even reached level 2 since I beat the boss with style.*
*Also, nice pfp Wendi.*
*that sounds fun, what was the boss?*
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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.
*Just played my first game as an Ogre Gourmet, and I enjoyed it quite a bit. It was that one-on-one session I was talking about. I even reached level 2 since I beat the boss with style.*
*Also, nice pfp Wendi.*
*that sounds fun, what was the boss?*
*Ogre skeleton wearing adamantine plate armor and wielding a shield and greatclub at the same time.*
*I had an improvised weapon, hide armor, and a bunch of rocks. I also had a goblin friend, who wasn't much help. The only score he had that wasn't 8 or lower was Dexterity.*
*I ripped the skeleton's skull and spine out, and took a crit to the face only to get right back up shouting "C'mon! Hit me!"*
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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.
Out in the woods, a rampaging beast thunders towards the town. It seems to be aiming for damage and to cause a lot of it. It appears to be a young dragon of Deep descendant, ready to take what it can from the town. Before it can get very far, a man stands in its way.
The man stands about 6'2 with a cocky grin on his face. He wears a simple button down blue shirt, a black suit jacket, and black dress pants. A pair of sunglasses cover his eyes from view on all sides. His brown-amber hair is perfectly coifed and his smile is dazzling. With a suddenly hand movement, the dragon is halted in its rampage. It snarls in confusion and anger as it is suddenly thrown to the side and into a tree.
People come out, stars in their eyes as they cheer for him as he takes care of the dragon humanely. He bows to the crowd once it is all done and the dragon is knocked unconscious.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Just played my first game as an Ogre Gourmet, and I enjoyed it quite a bit. It was that one-on-one session I was talking about. I even reached level 2 since I beat the boss with style.*
*Also, nice pfp Wendi.*
*that sounds fun, what was the boss?*
*Ogre skeleton wearing adamantine plate armor and wielding a shield and greatclub at the same time.*
*I had an improvised weapon, hide armor, and a bunch of rocks. I also had a goblin friend, who wasn't much help. The only score he had that wasn't 8 or lower was Dexterity.*
*I ripped the skeleton's skull and spine out, and took a crit to the face only to get right back up shouting "C'mon! Hit me!"*
*love 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.
Out in the woods, a rampaging beast thunders towards the town. It seems to be aiming for damage and to cause a lot of it. It appears to be a young dragon of Deep descendant, ready to take what it can from the town. Before it can get very far, a man stands in its way.
The man stands about 6'2 with a cocky grin on his face. He wears a simple button down blue shirt, a black suit jacket, and black dress pants. A pair of sunglasses cover his eyes from view on all sides. His brown-amber hair is perfectly coifed and his smile is dazzling. With a suddenly hand movement, the dragon is halted in its rampage. It snarls in confusion and anger as it is suddenly thrown to the side and into a tree.
People come out, stars in their eyes as they cheer for him as he takes care of the dragon humanely. He bows to the crowd once it is all done and the dragon is knocked unconscious.
Riotan scampers over and attempts to strip some meat off of the dragon's tail covertly.
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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.
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KK walks over, approaching at an angle so that they can see her approach. "Hello?"
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)
She beams “I know it ain’t perfect, yer just a little more handsome than this, an’ I wasn’t able to capture that. Maybe with more time I’ll get it.” She says, taking the painting off the canvas holder and putting it in her cave.
(You want to rp Yvonne)
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
*Sure!*
Traitor is chilling outside the Inn after an unsuccessful hunt, sharpening her claws once more.
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)
"It's very good." He smiles at her warmly.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“I haven’t made a paintin’ that good in a while, we should do this more.” She returns the look, just as warm.
"Sure! Can't get enough, huh?" He jokes, taking another pose.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She watches him, a dull stare, "Hello."
She continues to paint him, chuckling at his joke and continuing until he’s done posing.
“Is it done?” He asks, holding the position.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*I managed to win three games in Liars Bar.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Steam keeps recommending me that game and I watched Markiplier play it. Is it fun?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Just played my first game as an Ogre Gourmet, and I enjoyed it quite a bit. It was that one-on-one session I was talking about. I even reached level 2 since I beat the boss with style.*
*Also, nice pfp Wendi.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Yep.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*me thinks I am going to introduce my hero movie star boy because, dear lord, the brain rot never ends.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*that sounds fun, what was the boss?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Ogre skeleton wearing adamantine plate armor and wielding a shield and greatclub at the same time.*
*I had an improvised weapon, hide armor, and a bunch of rocks. I also had a goblin friend, who wasn't much help. The only score he had that wasn't 8 or lower was Dexterity.*
*I ripped the skeleton's skull and spine out, and took a crit to the face only to get right back up shouting "C'mon! Hit me!"*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Out in the woods, a rampaging beast thunders towards the town. It seems to be aiming for damage and to cause a lot of it. It appears to be a young dragon of Deep descendant, ready to take what it can from the town. Before it can get very far, a man stands in its way.
The man stands about 6'2 with a cocky grin on his face. He wears a simple button down blue shirt, a black suit jacket, and black dress pants. A pair of sunglasses cover his eyes from view on all sides. His brown-amber hair is perfectly coifed and his smile is dazzling. With a suddenly hand movement, the dragon is halted in its rampage. It snarls in confusion and anger as it is suddenly thrown to the side and into a tree.
People come out, stars in their eyes as they cheer for him as he takes care of the dragon humanely. He bows to the crowd once it is all done and the dragon is knocked unconscious.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*love 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.
Riotan scampers over and attempts to strip some meat off of the dragon's tail covertly.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.