William is outside, eating a salad with certain substance described as meat of unknown origin. He appears to be sketching in his journal, it looks like a diagram of a pig. He is labeling the meat cuts in the journal as well.
Zee is cruising on their board, eating what appears to be a protein bar made of beetles and pumpkin. They have their earbuds in, listening to music.
Father Luciano is in his temple, humming to himself as he sweeps. The priest is dressed in warm clothing to keep the cold out from his bone despite the fire that is in the fireplace.
*Hmmm... How would Luciano respond to being approached by an aberrant entity born out of the dreams of the Great Tempter, the Living Abyss, the literal Devil?*
William is outside, eating a salad with certain substance described as meat of unknown origin. He appears to be sketching in his journal, it looks like a diagram of a pig. He is labeling the meat cuts in the journal as well.
Zee is cruising on their board, eating what appears to be a protein bar made of beetles and pumpkin. They have their earbuds in, listening to music.
Father Luciano is in his temple, humming to himself as he sweeps. The priest is dressed in warm clothing to keep the cold out from his bone despite the fire that is in the fireplace.
*Hmmm... How would Luciano respond to being approached by an aberrant entity born out of the dreams of the Great Tempter, the Living Abyss, the literal Devil?*
William is outside, eating a salad with certain substance described as meat of unknown origin. He appears to be sketching in his journal, it looks like a diagram of a pig. He is labeling the meat cuts in the journal as well.
Zee is cruising on their board, eating what appears to be a protein bar made of beetles and pumpkin. They have their earbuds in, listening to music.
Father Luciano is in his temple, humming to himself as he sweeps. The priest is dressed in warm clothing to keep the cold out from his bone despite the fire that is in the fireplace.
*Hmmm... How would Luciano respond to being approached by an aberrant entity born out of the dreams of the Great Tempter, the Living Abyss, the literal Devil?*
*Uuuh, I guess okay?*
*I'm really trying to test the limits of this guy's kindness here. Everyone has biases.*
William is outside, eating a salad with certain substance described as meat of unknown origin. He appears to be sketching in his journal, it looks like a diagram of a pig. He is labeling the meat cuts in the journal as well.
Zee is cruising on their board, eating what appears to be a protein bar made of beetles and pumpkin. They have their earbuds in, listening to music.
Father Luciano is in his temple, humming to himself as he sweeps. The priest is dressed in warm clothing to keep the cold out from his bone despite the fire that is in the fireplace.
*Hmmm... How would Luciano respond to being approached by an aberrant entity born out of the dreams of the Great Tempter, the Living Abyss, the literal Devil?*
*Uuuh, I guess okay?*
*I'm really trying to test the limits of this guy's kindness here. Everyone has biases.*
William is outside, eating a salad with certain substance described as meat of unknown origin. He appears to be sketching in his journal, it looks like a diagram of a pig. He is labeling the meat cuts in the journal as well.
Zee is cruising on their board, eating what appears to be a protein bar made of beetles and pumpkin. They have their earbuds in, listening to music.
Father Luciano is in his temple, humming to himself as he sweeps. The priest is dressed in warm clothing to keep the cold out from his bone despite the fire that is in the fireplace.
A tall, hairless humanoid walks in. Its flesh is pale and translucent, almost like a jellyfish mixed with a very unhealthy human, grown and styled into the shape of rococo clothes with seafoam green bioluminescence. Its pitch-black eyes gaze directly at the priest. With its perfectly human teeth on full display through its cheeks, it begins to speak in Deep Speech, its voice wizened and strained. In Lucaino's head, it speaks in the voice of someone he cared for and wanted to protect, like a son or wife or something along those lines.
William is outside, eating a salad with certain substance described as meat of unknown origin. He appears to be sketching in his journal, it looks like a diagram of a pig. He is labeling the meat cuts in the journal as well.
Zee is cruising on their board, eating what appears to be a protein bar made of beetles and pumpkin. They have their earbuds in, listening to music.
Father Luciano is in his temple, humming to himself as he sweeps. The priest is dressed in warm clothing to keep the cold out from his bone despite the fire that is in the fireplace.
A tall, hairless humanoid walks in. Its flesh is pale and translucent, almost like a jellyfish mixed with a very unhealthy human, grown and styled into the shape of rococo clothes with seafoam green bioluminescence. Its pitch-black eyes gaze directly at the priest. With its perfectly human teeth on full display through its cheeks, it begins to speak in Deep Speech, its voice wizened and strained. In Lucaino's head, it speaks in the voice of someone he cared for and wanted to protect, like a son or wife or something along those lines.
"What is this place?"
Luciano looks up, smiling warmly "Hello there, this is the temple of Morgana. I look after it."
A tall, hairless humanoid walks in. Its flesh is pale and translucent, almost like a jellyfish mixed with a very unhealthy human, grown and styled into the shape of rococo clothes with seafoam green bioluminescence. Its pitch-black eyes gaze directly at the priest. With its perfectly human teeth on full display through its cheeks, it begins to speak in Deep Speech, its voice wizened and strained. In Lucaino's head, it speaks in the voice of someone he cared for and wanted to protect, like a son or wife or something along those lines.
"What is this place?"
Luciano looks up, smiling warmly "Hello there, this is the temple of Morgana. I look after it."
Its face remains expressionless. "What is... Morgana?"
A tall, hairless humanoid walks in. Its flesh is pale and translucent, almost like a jellyfish mixed with a very unhealthy human, grown and styled into the shape of rococo clothes with seafoam green bioluminescence. Its pitch-black eyes gaze directly at the priest. With its perfectly human teeth on full display through its cheeks, it begins to speak in Deep Speech, its voice wizened and strained. In Lucaino's head, it speaks in the voice of someone he cared for and wanted to protect, like a son or wife or something along those lines.
"What is this place?"
Luciano looks up, smiling warmly "Hello there, this is the temple of Morgana. I look after it."
Its face remains expressionless. "What is... Morgana?"
"Goddess of Life and Death." He chuckles "She saved my life years ago."
Its face remains expressionless. "What is... Morgana?"
"Goddess of Life and Death." He chuckles "She saved my life years ago."
Its breath rasps. "My Farmind hated his God. Said He was too forgiving of mortal sins, while his people were wiped out by said mortals... his children corrupted... his life's work sabotaged. Why did your Goddess save your life?"
Its face remains expressionless. "What is... Morgana?"
"Goddess of Life and Death." He chuckles "She saved my life years ago."
Its breath rasps. "My Farmind hated his God. Said He was too forgiving of mortal sins, while his people were wiped out by said mortals... his children corrupted... his life's work sabotaged. Why did your Goddess save your life?"
"I was trying to help my town from the nobles who wished to make us suffer. They hung me for it.." he runs his throat and chuckles "She said I still had work to do so I agreed to be revived."
*Hmmm... How would Luciano respond to being approached by an aberrant entity born out of the dreams of the Great Tempter, the Living Abyss, the literal Devil?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Uuuh, I guess okay?*
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
*I'm really trying to test the limits of this guy's kindness here. Everyone has biases.*
*Oh well. I'll send in the fish anyway!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Okie dokie.*
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
*Good hellos lovelies*
A tall, hairless humanoid walks in. Its flesh is pale and translucent, almost like a jellyfish mixed with a very unhealthy human, grown and styled into the shape of rococo clothes with seafoam green bioluminescence. Its pitch-black eyes gaze directly at the priest. With its perfectly human teeth on full display through its cheeks, it begins to speak in Deep Speech, its voice wizened and strained. In Lucaino's head, it speaks in the voice of someone he cared for and wanted to protect, like a son or wife or something along those lines.
"What is this place?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*MA BELOVED.*
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
Luciano looks up, smiling warmly "Hello there, this is the temple of Morgana. I look after it."
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
*Greetings to thee as well! How are you today?*
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)
*back, lost a ton of save data, i am very frustrated*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Oh dear, what game?*
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
Its face remains expressionless. "What is... Morgana?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Goddess of Life and Death." He chuckles "She saved my life years ago."
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
*Hi :D*
*I am well, how are thee?*
Its breath rasps. "My Farmind hated his God. Said He was too forgiving of mortal sins, while his people were wiped out by said mortals... his children corrupted... his life's work sabotaged. Why did your Goddess save your life?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*HOW ART THOU.*
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
"I was trying to help my town from the nobles who wished to make us suffer. They hung me for it.." he runs his throat and chuckles "She said I still had work to do so I agreed to be revived."
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
*ponkérnom*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Yep time to cry.*
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