“Oh, nothing too bad. Just my nigh-immortality being flaunted because the elven gods are still going to cart me off to useless, unproductive Arvandor either way.” He lets out a weak chuckle.
“Well I mean he’s always been kinda toxic. He’s trying to guilt you when he already did all kinds of messed up [gp] to you with no repercussions. If I were you, I’d make my peace and keep away from him.”
“No. I was contemplating the wage gap and it overwhelmed me slightly for a moment. What’s her name?”
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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.
The guards have been putting up posters for missing people a lot more lately. Theres a warning that it could be dangerous to go outside late at night at this time.
A young man stands infront of the notice board, a silent smile on his pale face as he looks at the warnings. His eyes are a deep glossy black, without any whites. He wears a pair of jeans, boots, and a hooded coat that has silvery runes inscribed upon it's black fabric. His hands are wrapped in pristine white bandages that cover up his arm and dissapear into his sleeves. His hair is messy a similar blackish color to his eyes
Tycho is sat on a rooftop, debating if more drinking will help
Constant is reading in the library
Mirror is eating in the forest
Georgie is out near the factory, trying to stop his nose from bleeding
Scott is down in the library, curled up on the sofa. He is dozing off a bit, tired as all hell.
Yuri appears beside Georgie, looking worried as all can be.
He sighs, taking a swig of some sort of bottled liquid, before wandering off towards the tavern
He looks over at her and smiles softly, "Oh, hi mom"
Scott wakes up a bit at the sound of someone coming down the stairs. He yawns a bit, grumbling. He looks at Tycho, keeping an eye on him from afar.
"Hi honey, what in the mine realms happened?"
Tycho looks slightly drunk, carrying some sort of steel flask. he stops at the bottom of the stairs rubbing his eyes for a moment before heading outside
"Hm?" he looks down a bit, pressing his sweater sleeve into his nose, "Juth a noth bleed" he mumbles
Scott stands up, grabbing the blanket. He walks outside with it and trailing after Tycho.
She shakes her head and casts Heal on him.
the tiefling stumbles down the streets, seeming to be talking to himself about something
He lets out a slight cough as she does this, before tilting his head, "Huh... i feel better"
“Oh, nothing too bad. Just my nigh-immortality being flaunted because the elven gods are still going to cart me off to useless, unproductive Arvandor either way.” He lets out a weak chuckle.
“Well I mean he’s always been kinda toxic. He’s trying to guilt you when he already did all kinds of messed up [gp] to you with no repercussions. If I were you, I’d make my peace and keep away from him.”
“No. I was contemplating the wage gap and it overwhelmed me slightly for a moment. What’s her name?”
She gives him a look of worry "The afterlife is not for you?" She asks.
"I know... But at the same time I care about him.." he shrugs, scratching his stubble chin "... Someone who actually makes my heart bleed."
"Oh that is (GP), why are you disappointed hm?" She grins, raising a brow, ignoring the question.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Tycho is sat on a rooftop, debating if more drinking will help
Constant is reading in the library
Mirror is eating in the forest
Georgie is out near the factory, trying to stop his nose from bleeding
Scott is down in the library, curled up on the sofa. He is dozing off a bit, tired as all hell.
Yuri appears beside Georgie, looking worried as all can be.
He sighs, taking a swig of some sort of bottled liquid, before wandering off towards the tavern
He looks over at her and smiles softly, "Oh, hi mom"
Scott wakes up a bit at the sound of someone coming down the stairs. He yawns a bit, grumbling. He looks at Tycho, keeping an eye on him from afar.
"Hi honey, what in the mine realms happened?"
Tycho looks slightly drunk, carrying some sort of steel flask. he stops at the bottom of the stairs rubbing his eyes for a moment before heading outside
"Hm?" he looks down a bit, pressing his sweater sleeve into his nose, "Juth a noth bleed" he mumbles
Scott stands up, grabbing the blanket. He walks outside with it and trailing after Tycho.
She shakes her head and casts Heal on him.
the tiefling stumbles down the streets, seeming to be talking to himself about something
He lets out a slight cough as she does this, before tilting his head, "Huh... i feel better"
Scott continues to follow, keeping an eye on him so he doesn't hurt himself or others.
"Healing magic does that dear." She smiles and kisses the top of his head.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
“Oh, nothing too bad. Just my nigh-immortality being flaunted because the elven gods are still going to cart me off to useless, unproductive Arvandor either way.” He lets out a weak chuckle.
“Well I mean he’s always been kinda toxic. He’s trying to guilt you when he already did all kinds of messed up [gp] to you with no repercussions. If I were you, I’d make my peace and keep away from him.”
“No. I was contemplating the wage gap and it overwhelmed me slightly for a moment. What’s her name?”
She gives him a look of worry "The afterlife is not for you?" She asks.
"I know... But at the same time I care about him.." he shrugs, scratching his stubble chin "... Someone who actually makes my heart bleed."
"Oh that is (GP), why are you disappointed hm?" She grins, raising a brow, ignoring the question.
“No… can’t do anything. Death weakens you, and you can’t go back if it’s from old age. I need to stay alive and keep the world from falling to evil.”
“You should get that checked out then.”
“Because sadness is an innate emotion to every creature that thinks. Please tell me who is infatuated with me, Stroth Blackwood.”
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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.
“Oh, nothing too bad. Just my nigh-immortality being flaunted because the elven gods are still going to cart me off to useless, unproductive Arvandor either way.” He lets out a weak chuckle.
“Well I mean he’s always been kinda toxic. He’s trying to guilt you when he already did all kinds of messed up [gp] to you with no repercussions. If I were you, I’d make my peace and keep away from him.”
“No. I was contemplating the wage gap and it overwhelmed me slightly for a moment. What’s her name?”
She gives him a look of worry "The afterlife is not for you?" She asks.
"I know... But at the same time I care about him.." he shrugs, scratching his stubble chin "... Someone who actually makes my heart bleed."
"Oh that is (GP), why are you disappointed hm?" She grins, raising a brow, ignoring the question.
“No… can’t do anything. Death weakens you, and you can’t go back if it’s from old age. I need to stay alive and keep the world from falling to evil.”
“You should get that checked out then.”
“Because sadness is an innate emotion to every creature that thinks. Please tell me who is infatuated with me, Stroth Blackwood.”
".. dear, people will always be around to stop evil.." she says, her eyes softening. "They will be around to defeat evil if it arises." She gestures to Soul and Harmonia.
"I suppose..." He rubs his eyes "I worked with him for so long that it feels like I don't even know my own emotions towards him anymore, like it's all my fault and none of his."
"If you are going to act that way and be stupid, I don't know." She giggles and stands up.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Tycho is sat on a rooftop, debating if more drinking will help
Constant is reading in the library
Mirror is eating in the forest
Georgie is out near the factory, trying to stop his nose from bleeding
Scott is down in the library, curled up on the sofa. He is dozing off a bit, tired as all hell.
Yuri appears beside Georgie, looking worried as all can be.
He sighs, taking a swig of some sort of bottled liquid, before wandering off towards the tavern
He looks over at her and smiles softly, "Oh, hi mom"
Scott wakes up a bit at the sound of someone coming down the stairs. He yawns a bit, grumbling. He looks at Tycho, keeping an eye on him from afar.
"Hi honey, what in the mine realms happened?"
Tycho looks slightly drunk, carrying some sort of steel flask. he stops at the bottom of the stairs rubbing his eyes for a moment before heading outside
"Hm?" he looks down a bit, pressing his sweater sleeve into his nose, "Juth a noth bleed" he mumbles
Scott stands up, grabbing the blanket. He walks outside with it and trailing after Tycho.
She shakes her head and casts Heal on him.
the tiefling stumbles down the streets, seeming to be talking to himself about something
He lets out a slight cough as she does this, before tilting his head, "Huh... i feel better"
Scott continues to follow, keeping an eye on him so he doesn't hurt himself or others.
"Healing magic does that dear." She smiles and kisses the top of his head.
Nobody really bothers him, likely due to the fact he throws a half finished bottle of ale at a wall as he rounds a corner, slumping against the wall
He smiles softly, leaning against her, "Thank you"
“Oh, nothing too bad. Just my nigh-immortality being flaunted because the elven gods are still going to cart me off to useless, unproductive Arvandor either way.” He lets out a weak chuckle.
“Well I mean he’s always been kinda toxic. He’s trying to guilt you when he already did all kinds of messed up [gp] to you with no repercussions. If I were you, I’d make my peace and keep away from him.”
“No. I was contemplating the wage gap and it overwhelmed me slightly for a moment. What’s her name?”
She gives him a look of worry "The afterlife is not for you?" She asks.
"I know... But at the same time I care about him.." he shrugs, scratching his stubble chin "... Someone who actually makes my heart bleed."
"Oh that is (GP), why are you disappointed hm?" She grins, raising a brow, ignoring the question.
“No… can’t do anything. Death weakens you, and you can’t go back if it’s from old age. I need to stay alive and keep the world from falling to evil.”
“You should get that checked out then.”
“Because sadness is an innate emotion to every creature that thinks. Please tell me who is infatuated with me, Stroth Blackwood.”
".. dear, people will always be around to stop evil.." she says, her eyes softening. "They will be around to defeat evil if it arises." She gestures to Soul and Harmonia.
"I suppose..." He rubs his eyes "I worked with him for so long that it feels like I don't even know my own emotions towards him anymore, like it's all my fault and none of his."
"If you are going to act that way and be stupid, I don't know." She giggles and stands up.
“But there are threats no one should… ever… have to contend with…” He pinches the bridge of his nose and closes his eyes, looking worn and tired. “Things that none deserve to have to suffer through…”
“He KILLED you, William. He doesn’t deserve you.”
“Wait!” Rio sighs. “I was disappointed ‘cause I hoped you’d be talking about someone else.”
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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.
Tycho is sat on a rooftop, debating if more drinking will help
Constant is reading in the library
Mirror is eating in the forest
Georgie is out near the factory, trying to stop his nose from bleeding
Scott is down in the library, curled up on the sofa. He is dozing off a bit, tired as all hell.
Yuri appears beside Georgie, looking worried as all can be.
He sighs, taking a swig of some sort of bottled liquid, before wandering off towards the tavern
He looks over at her and smiles softly, "Oh, hi mom"
Scott wakes up a bit at the sound of someone coming down the stairs. He yawns a bit, grumbling. He looks at Tycho, keeping an eye on him from afar.
"Hi honey, what in the mine realms happened?"
Tycho looks slightly drunk, carrying some sort of steel flask. he stops at the bottom of the stairs rubbing his eyes for a moment before heading outside
"Hm?" he looks down a bit, pressing his sweater sleeve into his nose, "Juth a noth bleed" he mumbles
Scott stands up, grabbing the blanket. He walks outside with it and trailing after Tycho.
She shakes her head and casts Heal on him.
the tiefling stumbles down the streets, seeming to be talking to himself about something
He lets out a slight cough as she does this, before tilting his head, "Huh... i feel better"
Scott continues to follow, keeping an eye on him so he doesn't hurt himself or others.
"Healing magic does that dear." She smiles and kisses the top of his head.
Nobody really bothers him, likely due to the fact he throws a half finished bottle of ale at a wall as he rounds a corner, slumping against the wall
He smiles softly, leaning against her, "Thank you"
Scott walks up to him and places the blanket around his shoulders, sitting down next to him.
"You're welcome dear.' she smiles "So what happened to you?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Tycho is sat on a rooftop, debating if more drinking will help
Constant is reading in the library
Mirror is eating in the forest
Georgie is out near the factory, trying to stop his nose from bleeding
Scott is down in the library, curled up on the sofa. He is dozing off a bit, tired as all hell.
Yuri appears beside Georgie, looking worried as all can be.
He sighs, taking a swig of some sort of bottled liquid, before wandering off towards the tavern
He looks over at her and smiles softly, "Oh, hi mom"
Scott wakes up a bit at the sound of someone coming down the stairs. He yawns a bit, grumbling. He looks at Tycho, keeping an eye on him from afar.
"Hi honey, what in the mine realms happened?"
Tycho looks slightly drunk, carrying some sort of steel flask. he stops at the bottom of the stairs rubbing his eyes for a moment before heading outside
"Hm?" he looks down a bit, pressing his sweater sleeve into his nose, "Juth a noth bleed" he mumbles
Scott stands up, grabbing the blanket. He walks outside with it and trailing after Tycho.
She shakes her head and casts Heal on him.
the tiefling stumbles down the streets, seeming to be talking to himself about something
He lets out a slight cough as she does this, before tilting his head, "Huh... i feel better"
Scott continues to follow, keeping an eye on him so he doesn't hurt himself or others.
"Healing magic does that dear." She smiles and kisses the top of his head.
Nobody really bothers him, likely due to the fact he throws a half finished bottle of ale at a wall as he rounds a corner, slumping against the wall
He smiles softly, leaning against her, "Thank you"
Scott walks up to him and places the blanket around his shoulders, sitting down next to him.
"You're welcome dear.' she smiles "So what happened to you?"
he looks up, "Huh...? washu doing here?"
"I don't know... i was fine this morning and then my nose just started bleeding a bunch a little ago"
“Oh, nothing too bad. Just my nigh-immortality being flaunted because the elven gods are still going to cart me off to useless, unproductive Arvandor either way.” He lets out a weak chuckle.
“Well I mean he’s always been kinda toxic. He’s trying to guilt you when he already did all kinds of messed up [gp] to you with no repercussions. If I were you, I’d make my peace and keep away from him.”
“No. I was contemplating the wage gap and it overwhelmed me slightly for a moment. What’s her name?”
She gives him a look of worry "The afterlife is not for you?" She asks.
"I know... But at the same time I care about him.." he shrugs, scratching his stubble chin "... Someone who actually makes my heart bleed."
"Oh that is (GP), why are you disappointed hm?" She grins, raising a brow, ignoring the question.
“No… can’t do anything. Death weakens you, and you can’t go back if it’s from old age. I need to stay alive and keep the world from falling to evil.”
“You should get that checked out then.”
“Because sadness is an innate emotion to every creature that thinks. Please tell me who is infatuated with me, Stroth Blackwood.”
".. dear, people will always be around to stop evil.." she says, her eyes softening. "They will be around to defeat evil if it arises." She gestures to Soul and Harmonia.
"I suppose..." He rubs his eyes "I worked with him for so long that it feels like I don't even know my own emotions towards him anymore, like it's all my fault and none of his."
"If you are going to act that way and be stupid, I don't know." She giggles and stands up.
“But there are threats no one should… ever… have to contend with…” He pinches the bridge of his nose and closes his eyes, looking worn and tired. “Things that none deserve to have to suffer through…”
“He KILLED you, William. He doesn’t deserve you.”
“Wait!” Rio sighs. “I was disappointed ‘cause I hoped you’d be talking about someone else.”
"No one deserves to suffer but sometimes we have to in order to continue living dear. We have all fought to get to point we are today, just like our ancestors."
"..." He rubs the bridge of his nose "I don't know... I was kinda horrible.."
"And who would that be?" She snaps her head around to meet him.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
His eyes lock on to the yuan-ti and he begins his shpeil. "You, my reptilian friend? Do you find yourself in need of an extra set of hands but a regular, sloppy golem won't do it for you? They're all wet clay and stone, only good for grunt work. I present to you, the dollem ~cough~name pending~cough~" he gestures to the golem beside him
*Sorry, got distracted by Youtube videos*
The Yuan-ti looks at the Tabaxi and his golem wares. "Hm....I don't typically use constructs myself, if I need aid I sing to the wilds to conjure the elements to my needs. But for the sake of curiosity..." She slithers closer. "Tell me more about your Dollem."
Tycho is sat on a rooftop, debating if more drinking will help
Constant is reading in the library
Mirror is eating in the forest
Georgie is out near the factory, trying to stop his nose from bleeding
Scott is down in the library, curled up on the sofa. He is dozing off a bit, tired as all hell.
Yuri appears beside Georgie, looking worried as all can be.
He sighs, taking a swig of some sort of bottled liquid, before wandering off towards the tavern
He looks over at her and smiles softly, "Oh, hi mom"
Scott wakes up a bit at the sound of someone coming down the stairs. He yawns a bit, grumbling. He looks at Tycho, keeping an eye on him from afar.
"Hi honey, what in the mine realms happened?"
Tycho looks slightly drunk, carrying some sort of steel flask. he stops at the bottom of the stairs rubbing his eyes for a moment before heading outside
"Hm?" he looks down a bit, pressing his sweater sleeve into his nose, "Juth a noth bleed" he mumbles
Scott stands up, grabbing the blanket. He walks outside with it and trailing after Tycho.
She shakes her head and casts Heal on him.
the tiefling stumbles down the streets, seeming to be talking to himself about something
He lets out a slight cough as she does this, before tilting his head, "Huh... i feel better"
Scott continues to follow, keeping an eye on him so he doesn't hurt himself or others.
"Healing magic does that dear." She smiles and kisses the top of his head.
Nobody really bothers him, likely due to the fact he throws a half finished bottle of ale at a wall as he rounds a corner, slumping against the wall
He smiles softly, leaning against her, "Thank you"
Scott walks up to him and places the blanket around his shoulders, sitting down next to him.
"You're welcome dear.' she smiles "So what happened to you?"
he looks up, "Huh...? washu doing here?"
"I don't know... i was fine this morning and then my nose just started bleeding a bunch a little ago"
"Checking in on you." He said, lighting a cigarette and taking a drag, passing it to him.
"Could be the drier weather, messing with your nose."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The guards have been putting up posters for missing people a lot more lately. Theres a warning that it could be dangerous to go outside late at night at this time.
A young man stands infront of the notice board, a silent smile on his pale face as he looks at the warnings. His eyes are a deep glossy black, without any whites. He wears a pair of jeans, boots, and a hooded coat that has silvery runes inscribed upon it's black fabric. His hands are wrapped in pristine white bandages that cover up his arm and dissapear into his sleeves. His hair is messy a similar blackish color to his eyes
Tycho is sat on a rooftop, debating if more drinking will help
Constant is reading in the library
Mirror is eating in the forest
Georgie is out near the factory, trying to stop his nose from bleeding
Scott is down in the library, curled up on the sofa. He is dozing off a bit, tired as all hell.
Yuri appears beside Georgie, looking worried as all can be.
He sighs, taking a swig of some sort of bottled liquid, before wandering off towards the tavern
He looks over at her and smiles softly, "Oh, hi mom"
Scott wakes up a bit at the sound of someone coming down the stairs. He yawns a bit, grumbling. He looks at Tycho, keeping an eye on him from afar.
"Hi honey, what in the mine realms happened?"
Tycho looks slightly drunk, carrying some sort of steel flask. he stops at the bottom of the stairs rubbing his eyes for a moment before heading outside
"Hm?" he looks down a bit, pressing his sweater sleeve into his nose, "Juth a noth bleed" he mumbles
Scott stands up, grabbing the blanket. He walks outside with it and trailing after Tycho.
She shakes her head and casts Heal on him.
the tiefling stumbles down the streets, seeming to be talking to himself about something
He lets out a slight cough as she does this, before tilting his head, "Huh... i feel better"
Scott continues to follow, keeping an eye on him so he doesn't hurt himself or others.
"Healing magic does that dear." She smiles and kisses the top of his head.
Nobody really bothers him, likely due to the fact he throws a half finished bottle of ale at a wall as he rounds a corner, slumping against the wall
He smiles softly, leaning against her, "Thank you"
Scott walks up to him and places the blanket around his shoulders, sitting down next to him.
"You're welcome dear.' she smiles "So what happened to you?"
he looks up, "Huh...? washu doing here?"
"I don't know... i was fine this morning and then my nose just started bleeding a bunch a little ago"
"Checking in on you." He said, lighting a cigarette and taking a drag, passing it to him.
"Could be the drier weather, messing with your nose."
Tycho takes the cigarette, taking a long drag before handing it back, holding the smoke in
"Mmm, maybe. never got one of those back home, but i think it was more wet air?"
“Oh, nothing too bad. Just my nigh-immortality being flaunted because the elven gods are still going to cart me off to useless, unproductive Arvandor either way.” He lets out a weak chuckle.
“Well I mean he’s always been kinda toxic. He’s trying to guilt you when he already did all kinds of messed up [gp] to you with no repercussions. If I were you, I’d make my peace and keep away from him.”
“No. I was contemplating the wage gap and it overwhelmed me slightly for a moment. What’s her name?”
She gives him a look of worry "The afterlife is not for you?" She asks.
"I know... But at the same time I care about him.." he shrugs, scratching his stubble chin "... Someone who actually makes my heart bleed."
"Oh that is (GP), why are you disappointed hm?" She grins, raising a brow, ignoring the question.
“No… can’t do anything. Death weakens you, and you can’t go back if it’s from old age. I need to stay alive and keep the world from falling to evil.”
“You should get that checked out then.”
“Because sadness is an innate emotion to every creature that thinks. Please tell me who is infatuated with me, Stroth Blackwood.”
".. dear, people will always be around to stop evil.." she says, her eyes softening. "They will be around to defeat evil if it arises." She gestures to Soul and Harmonia.
"I suppose..." He rubs his eyes "I worked with him for so long that it feels like I don't even know my own emotions towards him anymore, like it's all my fault and none of his."
"If you are going to act that way and be stupid, I don't know." She giggles and stands up.
“But there are threats no one should… ever… have to contend with…” He pinches the bridge of his nose and closes his eyes, looking worn and tired. “Things that none deserve to have to suffer through…”
“He KILLED you, William. He doesn’t deserve you.”
“Wait!” Rio sighs. “I was disappointed ‘cause I hoped you’d be talking about someone else.”
"No one deserves to suffer but sometimes we have to in order to continue living dear. We have all fought to get to point we are today, just like our ancestors."
"..." He rubs the bridge of his nose "I don't know... I was kinda horrible.."
"And who would that be?" She snaps her head around to meet him.
“Ancestors.” Thirteen scoffs. “Their wisdom is worthwhile, but they don’t bring us anything more upon death.”
“Either way, I don’t think much good can from from the continuation of your relationship.”
“Uh.” He scrounges for a name as fast as possible. “Alix.” Deception: 23
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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.
Tycho is sat on a rooftop, debating if more drinking will help
Constant is reading in the library
Mirror is eating in the forest
Georgie is out near the factory, trying to stop his nose from bleeding
Scott is down in the library, curled up on the sofa. He is dozing off a bit, tired as all hell.
Yuri appears beside Georgie, looking worried as all can be.
He sighs, taking a swig of some sort of bottled liquid, before wandering off towards the tavern
He looks over at her and smiles softly, "Oh, hi mom"
Scott wakes up a bit at the sound of someone coming down the stairs. He yawns a bit, grumbling. He looks at Tycho, keeping an eye on him from afar.
"Hi honey, what in the mine realms happened?"
Tycho looks slightly drunk, carrying some sort of steel flask. he stops at the bottom of the stairs rubbing his eyes for a moment before heading outside
"Hm?" he looks down a bit, pressing his sweater sleeve into his nose, "Juth a noth bleed" he mumbles
Scott stands up, grabbing the blanket. He walks outside with it and trailing after Tycho.
She shakes her head and casts Heal on him.
the tiefling stumbles down the streets, seeming to be talking to himself about something
He lets out a slight cough as she does this, before tilting his head, "Huh... i feel better"
Scott continues to follow, keeping an eye on him so he doesn't hurt himself or others.
"Healing magic does that dear." She smiles and kisses the top of his head.
Nobody really bothers him, likely due to the fact he throws a half finished bottle of ale at a wall as he rounds a corner, slumping against the wall
He smiles softly, leaning against her, "Thank you"
Scott walks up to him and places the blanket around his shoulders, sitting down next to him.
"You're welcome dear.' she smiles "So what happened to you?"
he looks up, "Huh...? washu doing here?"
"I don't know... i was fine this morning and then my nose just started bleeding a bunch a little ago"
"Checking in on you." He said, lighting a cigarette and taking a drag, passing it to him.
"Could be the drier weather, messing with your nose."
Tycho takes the cigarette, taking a long drag before handing it back, holding the smoke in
"Mmm, maybe. never got one of those back home, but i think it was more wet air?"
Scott takes it and leans against him "You okay?"
"Huh, perhaps it is that dear." She smiles.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
“Oh, nothing too bad. Just my nigh-immortality being flaunted because the elven gods are still going to cart me off to useless, unproductive Arvandor either way.” He lets out a weak chuckle.
“Well I mean he’s always been kinda toxic. He’s trying to guilt you when he already did all kinds of messed up [gp] to you with no repercussions. If I were you, I’d make my peace and keep away from him.”
“No. I was contemplating the wage gap and it overwhelmed me slightly for a moment. What’s her name?”
She gives him a look of worry "The afterlife is not for you?" She asks.
"I know... But at the same time I care about him.." he shrugs, scratching his stubble chin "... Someone who actually makes my heart bleed."
"Oh that is (GP), why are you disappointed hm?" She grins, raising a brow, ignoring the question.
“No… can’t do anything. Death weakens you, and you can’t go back if it’s from old age. I need to stay alive and keep the world from falling to evil.”
“You should get that checked out then.”
“Because sadness is an innate emotion to every creature that thinks. Please tell me who is infatuated with me, Stroth Blackwood.”
".. dear, people will always be around to stop evil.." she says, her eyes softening. "They will be around to defeat evil if it arises." She gestures to Soul and Harmonia.
"I suppose..." He rubs his eyes "I worked with him for so long that it feels like I don't even know my own emotions towards him anymore, like it's all my fault and none of his."
"If you are going to act that way and be stupid, I don't know." She giggles and stands up.
“But there are threats no one should… ever… have to contend with…” He pinches the bridge of his nose and closes his eyes, looking worn and tired. “Things that none deserve to have to suffer through…”
“He KILLED you, William. He doesn’t deserve you.”
“Wait!” Rio sighs. “I was disappointed ‘cause I hoped you’d be talking about someone else.”
"No one deserves to suffer but sometimes we have to in order to continue living dear. We have all fought to get to point we are today, just like our ancestors."
"..." He rubs the bridge of his nose "I don't know... I was kinda horrible.."
"And who would that be?" She snaps her head around to meet him.
“Ancestors.” Thirteen scoffs. “Their wisdom is worthwhile, but they don’t bring us anything more upon death.”
“Either way, I don’t think much good can from from the continuation of your relationship.”
“Uh.” He scrounges for a name as fast as possible. “Alix.” Deception: 23
She sighs and sits him down "Dear, you have to put faith in the world that is soon to be."
".. mnnnnnnnnnnnnnn" he groans and runs a hand through his hair.
She narrows her eyes "I know for a fact that, Reese, is dating him." She folds her arms.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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*I feel that*
*cut*
“Oh, nothing too bad. Just my nigh-immortality being flaunted because the elven gods are still going to cart me off to useless, unproductive Arvandor either way.” He lets out a weak chuckle.
“Well I mean he’s always been kinda toxic. He’s trying to guilt you when he already did all kinds of messed up [gp] to you with no repercussions. If I were you, I’d make my peace and keep away from him.”
“No. I was contemplating the wage gap and it overwhelmed me slightly for a moment. What’s her name?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Alright, evil times*
The guards have been putting up posters for missing people a lot more lately. Theres a warning that it could be dangerous to go outside late at night at this time.
A young man stands infront of the notice board, a silent smile on his pale face as he looks at the warnings. His eyes are a deep glossy black, without any whites. He wears a pair of jeans, boots, and a hooded coat that has silvery runes inscribed upon it's black fabric. His hands are wrapped in pristine white bandages that cover up his arm and dissapear into his sleeves. His hair is messy a similar blackish color to his eyes
the tiefling stumbles down the streets, seeming to be talking to himself about something
He lets out a slight cough as she does this, before tilting his head, "Huh... i feel better"
She gives him a look of worry "The afterlife is not for you?" She asks.
"I know... But at the same time I care about him.." he shrugs, scratching his stubble chin "... Someone who actually makes my heart bleed."
"Oh that is (GP), why are you disappointed hm?" She grins, raising a brow, ignoring the question.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Scott continues to follow, keeping an eye on him so he doesn't hurt himself or others.
"Healing magic does that dear." She smiles and kisses the top of his head.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“No… can’t do anything. Death weakens you, and you can’t go back if it’s from old age. I need to stay alive and keep the world from falling to evil.”
“You should get that checked out then.”
“Because sadness is an innate emotion to every creature that thinks. Please tell me who is infatuated with me, Stroth Blackwood.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
".. dear, people will always be around to stop evil.." she says, her eyes softening. "They will be around to defeat evil if it arises." She gestures to Soul and Harmonia.
"I suppose..." He rubs his eyes "I worked with him for so long that it feels like I don't even know my own emotions towards him anymore, like it's all my fault and none of his."
"If you are going to act that way and be stupid, I don't know." She giggles and stands up.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Nobody really bothers him, likely due to the fact he throws a half finished bottle of ale at a wall as he rounds a corner, slumping against the wall
He smiles softly, leaning against her, "Thank you"
“But there are threats no one should… ever… have to contend with…” He pinches the bridge of his nose and closes his eyes, looking worn and tired. “Things that none deserve to have to suffer through…”
“He KILLED you, William. He doesn’t deserve you.”
“Wait!” Rio sighs. “I was disappointed ‘cause I hoped you’d be talking about someone else.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Scott walks up to him and places the blanket around his shoulders, sitting down next to him.
"You're welcome dear.' she smiles "So what happened to you?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
he looks up, "Huh...? washu doing here?"
"I don't know... i was fine this morning and then my nose just started bleeding a bunch a little ago"
"No one deserves to suffer but sometimes we have to in order to continue living dear. We have all fought to get to point we are today, just like our ancestors."
"..." He rubs the bridge of his nose "I don't know... I was kinda horrible.."
"And who would that be?" She snaps her head around to meet him.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Sorry, got distracted by Youtube videos*
The Yuan-ti looks at the Tabaxi and his golem wares. "Hm....I don't typically use constructs myself, if I need aid I sing to the wilds to conjure the elements to my needs. But for the sake of curiosity..." She slithers closer. "Tell me more about your Dollem."
"Checking in on you." He said, lighting a cigarette and taking a drag, passing it to him.
"Could be the drier weather, messing with your nose."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Tycho takes the cigarette, taking a long drag before handing it back, holding the smoke in
"Mmm, maybe. never got one of those back home, but i think it was more wet air?"
“Ancestors.” Thirteen scoffs. “Their wisdom is worthwhile, but they don’t bring us anything more upon death.”
“Either way, I don’t think much good can from from the continuation of your relationship.”
“Uh.” He scrounges for a name as fast as possible. “Alix.” Deception: 23
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Scott takes it and leans against him "You okay?"
"Huh, perhaps it is that dear." She smiles.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She sighs and sits him down "Dear, you have to put faith in the world that is soon to be."
".. mnnnnnnnnnnnnnn" he groans and runs a hand through his hair.
She narrows her eyes "I know for a fact that, Reese, is dating him." She folds her arms.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]