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."
It takes a small step forward, its bare foot making a wet sound against the hard floor. "So what do you do now, in trade for life?"
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
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."
It takes a small step forward, its bare foot making a wet sound against the hard floor. "So what do you do now, in trade for life?"
"I help the people who are currently running from anything. Anyone who wishes to stop by, I am willing to help them the best I can."
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*back, lost a ton of save data, i am very frustrated*
*Oh dear, what game?*
*ponkérnom*
*Yep time to cry.*
*already did that. wanna rp?*
*Sure!*
Thirteen is frustratedly trying to repair his orrery, as it’s still not working.
Mauric is dusting an empty room at the inn, glad he’s back home and still employed.
Loriche is almost done with Charlie’s new umbrella.
Riotan is eating a few spare eels he’s keeping handy, still watching over Anna protectively.
Vitroze has just come downstairs from their first night at the inn, adjusting their bones carefully and yawning.
Anna is messing with the drawstrings of her hoodie, curled up on the floor.
*Is Vitroze and angel or celestial?*
*a construct, but would almost certainly seem very celestial if the methods of sensing are precise enough to detect planar aura instead of just creature type*
Rio stoops beside her. “…would you prefer to be on a softer surface?”
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
It takes a small step forward, its bare foot making a wet sound against the hard floor. "So what do you do now, in trade for life?"
"I help the people who are currently running from anything. Anyone who wishes to stop by, I am willing to help them the best I can."
"..." It takes a second step. "I like that. My Farmind is like that too. He helped anyone who asked, no matter who or what they were or what they wanted."
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*back, lost a ton of save data, i am very frustrated*
*Oh dear, what game?*
*ponkérnom*
*Yep time to cry.*
*already did that. wanna rp?*
*Sure!*
Thirteen is frustratedly trying to repair his orrery, as it’s still not working.
Mauric is dusting an empty room at the inn, glad he’s back home and still employed.
Loriche is almost done with Charlie’s new umbrella.
Riotan is eating a few spare eels he’s keeping handy, still watching over Anna protectively.
Vitroze has just come downstairs from their first night at the inn, adjusting their bones carefully and yawning.
Anna is messing with the drawstrings of her hoodie, curled up on the floor.
*Is Vitroze and angel or celestial?*
*a construct, but would almost certainly seem very celestial if the methods of sensing are precise enough to detect planar aura instead of just creature type*
Rio stoops beside her. “…would you prefer to be on a softer surface?”
*Huh. I was gonna be like 'LUCIANO' since he to is a celestial.*
"Not really. It helps me think.."
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
It takes a small step forward, its bare foot making a wet sound against the hard floor. "So what do you do now, in trade for life?"
"I help the people who are currently running from anything. Anyone who wishes to stop by, I am willing to help them the best I can."
"..." It takes a second step. "I like that. My Farmind is like that too. He helped anyone who asked, no matter who or what they were or what they wanted."
Luciano smiles warmly and walks over to the fire. He stoles it once more, putting more logs on to it. "What is your name friend?"
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*back, lost a ton of save data, i am very frustrated*
*Oh dear, what game?*
*ponkérnom*
*Yep time to cry.*
*already did that. wanna rp?*
*Sure!*
Thirteen is frustratedly trying to repair his orrery, as it’s still not working.
Mauric is dusting an empty room at the inn, glad he’s back home and still employed.
Loriche is almost done with Charlie’s new umbrella.
Riotan is eating a few spare eels he’s keeping handy, still watching over Anna protectively.
Vitroze has just come downstairs from their first night at the inn, adjusting their bones carefully and yawning.
Anna is messing with the drawstrings of her hoodie, curled up on the floor.
*Is Vitroze and angel or celestial?*
*a construct, but would almost certainly seem very celestial if the methods of sensing are precise enough to detect planar aura instead of just creature type*
Rio stoops beside her. “…would you prefer to be on a softer surface?”
*Huh. I was gonna be like 'LUCIANO' since he to is a celestial.*
"Not really. It helps me think.."
*anything works. basically everything vitroze owns is celestial in origin though, if that means anything*
“Alright. Take your time.” He steps back, giving her as much space as she needs.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"..." It takes a second step. "I like that. My Farmind is like that too. He helped anyone who asked, no matter who or what they were or what they wanted."
Luciano smiles warmly and walks over to the fire. He stoles it once more, putting more logs on to it. "What is your name friend?"
It speaks for the first time without the telepathy mimicking a second voice. "Hadal." It bows its head, now speaking only telepathically. "I come from beneath the Abyssal Plain, a nightmare from the subconscious of the Evil One. I am a Paracosma."
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Noctis continues to explore around, chatting with people and popping around using the shadows.
The Ancient Green Dragon continues to sing within the forest as it shapes and grows from the primal magic of her voice. Soon she finds herself near the forest's edge near the town.
*back, lost a ton of save data, i am very frustrated*
*Oh dear, what game?*
*ponkérnom*
*Yep time to cry.*
*already did that. wanna rp?*
*Sure!*
Thirteen is frustratedly trying to repair his orrery, as it’s still not working.
Mauric is dusting an empty room at the inn, glad he’s back home and still employed.
Loriche is almost done with Charlie’s new umbrella.
Riotan is eating a few spare eels he’s keeping handy, still watching over Anna protectively.
Vitroze has just come downstairs from their first night at the inn, adjusting their bones carefully and yawning.
Anna is messing with the drawstrings of her hoodie, curled up on the floor.
*Is Vitroze and angel or celestial?*
*a construct, but would almost certainly seem very celestial if the methods of sensing are precise enough to detect planar aura instead of just creature type*
Rio stoops beside her. “…would you prefer to be on a softer surface?”
*Huh. I was gonna be like 'LUCIANO' since he to is a celestial.*
"Not really. It helps me think.."
*anything works. basically everything vitroze owns is celestial in origin though, if that means anything*
“Alright. Take your time.” He steps back, giving her as much space as she needs.
*Hmmm*
Scott looks up at Vitroze as he comes down the stairs before turning back to his papers.
She stares at the carpet, as if looking for meaning in it.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
To post a comment, please login or register a new account.
*already did that. wanna rp?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Sure!*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Thirteen is frustratedly trying to repair his orrery, as it’s still not working.
Mauric is dusting an empty room at the inn, glad he’s back home and still employed.
Loriche is almost done with Charlie’s new umbrella.
Riotan is eating a few spare eels he’s keeping handy, still watching over Anna protectively.
Vitroze has just come downstairs from their first night at the inn, adjusting their bones carefully and yawning.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
It takes a small step forward, its bare foot making a wet sound against the hard floor. "So what do you do now, in trade for life?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Anna is messing with the drawstrings of her hoodie, curled up on the floor.
*Is Vitroze and angel or celestial?*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Doing pretty good, had a nice thanksgiving*
"I help the people who are currently running from anything. Anyone who wishes to stop by, I am willing to help them the best I can."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*I want to write lore but I can't bring myself to do much of anything these days.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Noice! :D*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Motivation is hard to find, you'll get it :)*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*a construct, but would almost certainly seem very celestial if the methods of sensing are precise enough to detect planar aura instead of just creature type*
Rio stoops beside her. “…would you prefer to be on a softer surface?”
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 feel that dude*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"..." It takes a second step. "I like that. My Farmind is like that too. He helped anyone who asked, no matter who or what they were or what they wanted."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Huh. I was gonna be like 'LUCIANO' since he to is a celestial.*
"Not really. It helps me think.."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Luciano smiles warmly and walks over to the fire. He stoles it once more, putting more logs on to it. "What is your name friend?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*anything works. basically everything vitroze owns is celestial in origin though, if that means anything*
“Alright. Take your time.” He steps back, giving her as much space as she needs.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*How about you? :D*
It speaks for the first time without the telepathy mimicking a second voice. "Hadal." It bows its head, now speaking only telepathically. "I come from beneath the Abyssal Plain, a nightmare from the subconscious of the Evil One. I am a Paracosma."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Noctis continues to explore around, chatting with people and popping around using the shadows.
The Ancient Green Dragon continues to sing within the forest as it shapes and grows from the primal magic of her voice. Soon she finds herself near the forest's edge near the town.
*Hmmm*
Scott looks up at Vitroze as he comes down the stairs before turning back to his papers.
She stares at the carpet, as if looking for meaning in it.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]