Felix hops up on his footstool once more. "Hey. You looking for anything?" His eyes slowly widen as he takes in the man's appearance. "Ah. I was wondering when I'd meet you. You're, uh, cooler than I expected."
The man chuckles warmly. "I've been told, but the compliment is appreciated my good sir. You may call me Asada. Now...Leo has mentioned that you make some pleasant cuisines, and considering his own skills, I consider that high praise. What do you have on the menu for today?" The man asks as he takes a seat at the bar.
"Well, I have a lot of froghemoth still, but it's pickled now, which is a much different experience from tempura. I have some dry-aged Cave Fisher if you're feeling a bit boozy today, and of course my famous owlbear claw crackers as an appetizer. Oh, and I have a basilisk balut coming in later today if you're up for something really odd."
Theren spits out a wad of blood. The animal masked cultist snarls at Gordon.
"Oh did she now? She doesn't deserve a cookie then."
He bows back. "Madam Allison."
Gordon snarls again, his hackles raising. Kelipso picks him up and begins to heal him.
Lore cackles and skitters around. Harmonia and Soul screech and try to take it from her.
"You know my name?" She raises a brow.
The cultist moves unnaturally, his joints moving in ways they shouldn't.
Phoenix reaches up, grabbing the cookie. "No cookies for you, you gremlin."
"Aye. Theren has told me about you."
Gordon still defends his ground, protecting the other two. Kelipso narrows his eyes, summoning his staff "Please leave."
She hisses and snatches another one "They are mine ye knight of good!"
"Hm, I didn't think I was that memorable.."
It goes down on all fours, its head tilting sideways as it snarls. "Magos." it hisses.
He snatches it back. "no!" he then offers them to the kids.
"You were to him madam." he then flicks his own forehead. "Forgive me. I am Ladon. This is Stormcutter." he motions to the small dragon who's head is peeking over his shoulder.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Felix hops up on his footstool once more. "Hey. You looking for anything?" His eyes slowly widen as he takes in the man's appearance. "Ah. I was wondering when I'd meet you. You're, uh, cooler than I expected."
The man chuckles warmly. "I've been told, but the compliment is appreciated my good sir. You may call me Asada. Now...Leo has mentioned that you make some pleasant cuisines, and considering his own skills, I consider that high praise. What do you have on the menu for today?" The man asks as he takes a seat at the bar.
"Well, I have a lot of froghemoth still, but it's pickled now, which is a much different experience from tempura. I have some dry-aged Cave Fisher if you're feeling a bit boozy today, and of course my famous owlbear claw crackers as an appetizer. Oh, and I have a basilisk balut coming in later today if you're up for something really odd."
"Hm...they all sound rather interesting,so I'll try all that I think. It's been a bit since I have eaten." Asada says after thinks for a bit. He takes out his coin purse and takes out his payment.
It goes down on all fours, its head tilting sideways as it snarls. "Magos." it hisses.
He snatches it back. "no!" he then offers them to the kids.
"You were to him madam." he then flicks his own forehead. "Forgive me. I am Ladon. This is Stormcutter." he motions to the small dragon who's head is peeking over his shoulder.
"I don't care, please leave." He says, eyes narrowing.
She grumbles and jumps down. Soul bops her with a sword and grins. She pretends to die in a dramatic way.
She stands and curties "hello, a pleasure to meet you."
"Well, I have a lot of froghemoth still, but it's pickled now, which is a much different experience from tempura. I have some dry-aged Cave Fisher if you're feeling a bit boozy today, and of course my famous owlbear claw crackers as an appetizer. Oh, and I have a basilisk balut coming in later today if you're up for something really odd."
"Hm...they all sound rather interesting,so I'll try all that I think. It's been a bit since I have eaten." Asada says after thinks for a bit. He takes out his coin purse and takes out his payment.
Felix counts out 10 gold, takes them, and quickly gathers the edible artifacts and places them on the bar, along with a horn filled with a blue, frothy liquid. "Fermented giant spider venom. Purple worm venom was a bit expensive and I haven't been able to get more of it."
*I feel bad now, didnt realize it would be overwhelming.*
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
He sighs, and begins putting cuts in the cultist's back. To hit:28 27 25 17 Damage: 7 6+2 9 8
He puts the boulder down and walks over to the pair, squatting down "Hello."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Father Luciano looks up and smiles warmly "hello child."
"Yeeeeeees" She said and then giggles.
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
The cultist moves unnaturally, his joints moving in ways they shouldn't.
Phoenix reaches up, grabbing the cookie. "No cookies for you, you gremlin."
"Aye. Theren has told me about you."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The cultist dodges one attacking by bending unnaturally.
"Hello." Ladon says, looking up at him
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Well, I have a lot of froghemoth still, but it's pickled now, which is a much different experience from tempura. I have some dry-aged Cave Fisher if you're feeling a bit boozy today, and of course my famous owlbear claw crackers as an appetizer. Oh, and I have a basilisk balut coming in later today if you're up for something really odd."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Gordon still defends his ground, protecting the other two. Kelipso narrows his eyes, summoning his staff "Please leave."
She hisses and snatches another one "They are mine ye knight of good!"
"Hm, I didn't think I was that memorable.."
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
He continues attacking, attempting to push them off Theren. To hit:22 29 Damage:9+2 8
He looks to them "Welcome to Lord's Point." He holds out a massive hand to shake.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
It goes down on all fours, its head tilting sideways as it snarls. "Magos." it hisses.
He snatches it back. "no!" he then offers them to the kids.
"You were to him madam." he then flicks his own forehead. "Forgive me. I am Ladon. This is Stormcutter." he motions to the small dragon who's head is peeking over his shoulder.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Hm...they all sound rather interesting,so I'll try all that I think. It's been a bit since I have eaten." Asada says after thinks for a bit. He takes out his coin purse and takes out his payment.
The cultist rolls away, its mask falling off as it hides its face.
He shakes it carefully.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The little shadow also looks up at him, a smile on her face as well. "Hello. How are you today?"
She can't help but chuckle a bit as well. "That's wonderful. Glad I could help."
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)
"You are welcome, now get out of here before someone else kills you." He says to Theren, his eyes tired.
His grip is strong but not crushing "What brings you both here?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Don't feel bad, I'm just bad at making choices, I've done the same.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"I don't care, please leave." He says, eyes narrowing.
She grumbles and jumps down. Soul bops her with a sword and grins. She pretends to die in a dramatic way.
She stands and curties "hello, a pleasure to meet you."
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 am well!" He chirps "How are you?"
"Im glad you were there, you are ma frieeeend."
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
Felix counts out 10 gold, takes them, and quickly gathers the edible artifacts and places them on the bar, along with a horn filled with a blue, frothy liquid. "Fermented giant spider venom. Purple worm venom was a bit expensive and I haven't been able to get more of it."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Darn, it suddenly got really quiet.*
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
*Still here, never left, trapped forever.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Into the box.*
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