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."
"Maybe Leo, Noctis, and I can acquire some more purple worm venom for you?" He says as he picks up the horn and inspects the liquid curiously. "I need some more for my current alchemical projects so it wouldn't be going out of my way. Would just need to figure out the closes natural habitat for them here in this realm." He says as he takes a sip of the liquid, savory the flavor for a bit.
It's quite sweet and almost cheesy. "That would be great! Business has been booming lately, so I can probably pay you for it in this world's currency."
"Consider it done then. Also, this spider venom is delightful. My compliments to you chef." He says raising the horn a bit in a courteous gesture before he goes to eat his meal.
*I love it when my ex decides that me scrolling through instagram and accidentally clicking on her story is me stalking her. Sorry that i have so much mental stuff going on and i need an escape from reality*
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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.
*I love it when my ex decides that me scrolling through instagram and accidentally clicking on her story is me stalking her. Sorry that i have so much mental stuff going on and i need an escape from reality*
*I love it when my ex decides that me scrolling through instagram and accidentally clicking on her story is me stalking her. Sorry that i have so much mental stuff going on and i need an escape from reality*
(you doing okay?)
*No.*
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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.
*I love it when my ex decides that me scrolling through instagram and accidentally clicking on her story is me stalking her. Sorry that i have so much mental stuff going on and i need an escape from reality*
Granny Greasegrip is putting up posters rallying the forces of darkness for a night of violence and chaos against the Valentine Sisters.
A new coffee shop has opened up, run by a pale man with short, dark brown hair, a spiffy outfit, and beautiful features.
*Oop sorry, here ya go (Throws new characters)*
They hear the sound of shifting rags, if they look in the direction it comes from, they see a dark skinned human in black rags bandaged onto them, remains of what appears to be a great sword held loosely in one hand, chained to their arm. Their pupils appear red, appearing to be stars in their eyes.
Walter walks into the coffee shop, tucking the cross on their necklace into their suit, smiling softly at the owner "Do you mind having a new customer, sir?"
Granny Greasegrip is putting up posters rallying the forces of darkness for a night of violence and chaos against the Valentine Sisters.
Felix is sleeping in the library, surrounded by books on the occult.
A new coffee shop has opened up, run by a pale man with short, dark brown hair, a spiffy outfit, and beautiful features.
Isaac walks in and looks at the menu
Low prices, low lights, and nothing particularly interesting about drinks going by the names alone. The barista looks over, smiling and leaning on the bar. "Welcome to Umbrew. Anything I can get you?"
Granny Greasegrip is putting up posters rallying the forces of darkness for a night of violence and chaos against the Valentine Sisters.
A new coffee shop has opened up, run by a pale man with short, dark brown hair, a spiffy outfit, and beautiful features.
*Oop sorry, here ya go (Throws new characters)*
They hear the sound of shifting rags, if they look in the direction it comes from, they see a dark skinned human in black rags bandaged onto them, remains of what appears to be a great sword held loosely in one hand, chained to their arm. Their pupils appear red, appearing to be stars in their eyes.
Walter walks into the coffee shop, tucking the cross on their necklace into their suit, smiling softly at the owner "Do you mind having a new customer, sir?"
She chuckles, smiling at him. "Are you a mercenary, dearie? Either way, I could use a strapping young'un like yourself."
He shakes his head, smiling. "As the second person to show up, I'm glad to have you. Welcome to Umbrew."
Granny Greasegrip is putting up posters rallying the forces of darkness for a night of violence and chaos against the Valentine Sisters.
Felix is sleeping in the library, surrounded by books on the occult.
A new coffee shop has opened up, run by a pale man with short, dark brown hair, a spiffy outfit, and beautiful features.
Isaac walks in and looks at the menu
Low prices, low lights, and nothing particularly interesting about drinks going by the names alone. The barista looks over, smiling and leaning on the bar. "Welcome to Umbrew. Anything I can get you?"
Low prices, low lights, and nothing particularly interesting about drinks going by the names alone. The barista looks over, smiling and leaning on the bar. "Welcome to Umbrew. Anything I can get you?"
"coffee with sugar please"
"Alright, sounds good. Name, please?" He begins to write on a paper sleeve.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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"Consider it done then. Also, this spider venom is delightful. My compliments to you chef." He says raising the horn a bit in a courteous gesture before he goes to eat his meal.
*weeee I must go home now.*
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
*Yay! you get to go home, I've still got two hours at home.*
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 love it when my ex decides that me scrolling through instagram and accidentally clicking on her story is me stalking her. Sorry that i have so much mental stuff going on and i need an escape from reality*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(you doing okay?)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Maybe I should talk to a therapist
Someone that can hear me
Every time I try to talk to someone close (someone near me)
They don't hear me (they don't hear me)
Yeah, they don't really hear me (yeah, they don't really hear me
*No.*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(how can i help)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Maybe I should talk to a therapist
Someone that can hear me
Every time I try to talk to someone close (someone near me)
They don't hear me (they don't hear me)
Yeah, they don't really hear me (yeah, they don't really hear me
(anyone want to rp)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Maybe I should talk to a therapist
Someone that can hear me
Every time I try to talk to someone close (someone near me)
They don't hear me (they don't hear me)
Yeah, they don't really hear me (yeah, they don't really hear me
*Here if you want to, you probably don't, but here if you do.*
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.)
*(implodes)*
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
*Welcome back, made another character cause I had inspiration, want to continue?*
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.)
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
(wendo :D)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Maybe I should talk to a therapist
Someone that can hear me
Every time I try to talk to someone close (someone near me)
They don't hear me (they don't hear me)
Yeah, they don't really hear me (yeah, they don't really hear me
Isaac walks in and looks at the menu
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Maybe I should talk to a therapist
Someone that can hear me
Every time I try to talk to someone close (someone near me)
They don't hear me (they don't hear me)
Yeah, they don't really hear me (yeah, they don't really hear me
*Oop sorry, here ya go (Throws new characters)*
They hear the sound of shifting rags, if they look in the direction it comes from, they see a dark skinned human in black rags bandaged onto them, remains of what appears to be a great sword held loosely in one hand, chained to their arm. Their pupils appear red, appearing to be stars in their eyes.
Walter walks into the coffee shop, tucking the cross on their necklace into their suit, smiling softly at the owner "Do you mind having a new customer, sir?"
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.)
Low prices, low lights, and nothing particularly interesting about drinks going by the names alone. The barista looks over, smiling and leaning on the bar. "Welcome to Umbrew. Anything I can get you?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She chuckles, smiling at him. "Are you a mercenary, dearie? Either way, I could use a strapping young'un like yourself."
He shakes his head, smiling. "As the second person to show up, I'm glad to have you. Welcome to Umbrew."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"coffee with sugar please"
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Maybe I should talk to a therapist
Someone that can hear me
Every time I try to talk to someone close (someone near me)
They don't hear me (they don't hear me)
Yeah, they don't really hear me (yeah, they don't really hear me
He looks at her, shaking his head silently and signing "Mercenary? No, just a wanderer." Letting the broken blade dangle.
He bows grandly "I am exceedingly happy I am welcome." He takes a seat out of the way "A black coffee if you don't mind."
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.)
"Alright, sounds good. Name, please?" He begins to write on a paper sleeve.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels