Loriche is scrounging up old metal scraps from around town to melt back down.
Geralt is walking through the town, the sound of his chained greatsword and rags filling the air, his body leaking an unnatural heat.
*he’s just Jon Witcher from the hit series The Witcher?*
She looks up and waves enthusiastically, holding a splintered 4mm-thick sheet of aluminum. “Hi!!”
*Luckily not, trying to keep up with original characters.*
The deeply tanned man waves back at them, revealing the chain grafted to their arm and connected to the sword, signing “Hello.”
“Cool arm thing! Both of us have most of our body attached to cool stuff too!”
He looks to his arm and them back to them, smiling softly, signing “I suppose we both do, though yours does seem cooler than mine.”
She nods. “Most of it’s for show, aside from the lighting.”
He unsheaths the blade, revealing most of it is broken, though the parts that are still there are sharp and seem to radiate that same unnatural heat “Mine is mostly broken.” He chuckles.
“Hey, I bet I could fix it for you.” She offers, examining it closely.
The blade, from what can seen in the remains, was truly something special, an extraordinary piece of craftsmanship, blazing with heat unparalleled.
“Yeah, looks like a flame tongue, but something pretty impressive at that. I bet I could get it right though.”
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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.
There is a person out in the field of flowers near the forest. They have long golden hair that wraps around their shoulder in a braid. They seem to be talking to someone but you cant seem to notice anyone in the immediate area. Maybe a closer look would help...
Riotan scrambles out of his hole and gets to his feet, brushing off his sari. “Hey, I like my OWN foggy dirt patch when I get tired. What’s your excuse?”
He chuckles "Then maybe ask why if it is okay to kill these creatures compared to those creatures?"
"Weird as in good, not weird as in bad." He nods, chuckling.
Mauric sighs. “Ohhhhkay, I know how this’ll go. You’re gonna lecture me on righteousness and stuff and by the time you’re done the fire’ll have spread and then I’ll be out of a job.”
“Oh cool. So…” He glances around nonchalantly, tasting Samaritan’s thoughts on the air. “…what’re you doing?”
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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.
Riotan scrambles out of his hole and gets to his feet, brushing off his sari. “Hey, I like my OWN foggy dirt patch when I get tired. What’s your excuse?”
He chuckles "Then maybe ask why if it is okay to kill these creatures compared to those creatures?"
"Weird as in good, not weird as in bad." He nods, chuckling.
Mauric sighs. “Ohhhhkay, I know how this’ll go. You’re gonna lecture me on righteousness and stuff and by the time you’re done the fire’ll have spread and then I’ll be out of a job.”
“Oh cool. So…” He glances around nonchalantly, tasting Samaritan’s thoughts on the air. “…what’re you doing?”
"No. I am not. I am simply reminding you that the creatures you kill didn't deserve it." He bows his head.
He seems calm, a bit bored. "Nothing, think about making some food."
Riotan scrambles out of his hole and gets to his feet, brushing off his sari. “Hey, I like my OWN foggy dirt patch when I get tired. What’s your excuse?”
He chuckles "Then maybe ask why if it is okay to kill these creatures compared to those creatures?"
"Weird as in good, not weird as in bad." He nods, chuckling.
Mauric sighs. “Ohhhhkay, I know how this’ll go. You’re gonna lecture me on righteousness and stuff and by the time you’re done the fire’ll have spread and then I’ll be out of a job.”
“Oh cool. So…” He glances around nonchalantly, tasting Samaritan’s thoughts on the air. “…what’re you doing?”
"No. I am not. I am simply reminding you that the creatures you kill didn't deserve it." He bows his head.
He seems calm, a bit bored. "Nothing, think about making some food."
“They’re eggs, man. Regular spiders are the same, and this is what I do. Better a phase spider than an alkilith.”
“Oh? What’re you planning on making?”
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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.
Riotan scrambles out of his hole and gets to his feet, brushing off his sari. “Hey, I like my OWN foggy dirt patch when I get tired. What’s your excuse?”
He chuckles "Then maybe ask why if it is okay to kill these creatures compared to those creatures?"
"Weird as in good, not weird as in bad." He nods, chuckling.
Mauric sighs. “Ohhhhkay, I know how this’ll go. You’re gonna lecture me on righteousness and stuff and by the time you’re done the fire’ll have spread and then I’ll be out of a job.”
“Oh cool. So…” He glances around nonchalantly, tasting Samaritan’s thoughts on the air. “…what’re you doing?”
"No. I am not. I am simply reminding you that the creatures you kill didn't deserve it." He bows his head.
He seems calm, a bit bored. "Nothing, think about making some food."
“They’re eggs, man. Regular spiders are the same, and this is what I do. Better a phase spider than an alkilith.”
“Oh? What’re you planning on making?”
He shakes his head "All creatures are special my son."
"Owlbears eyes cooked in teriyaki sauce and stir fried green beans."
*Take your time dawg, it’s all about making it right.*
“Yeah, looks like a flame tongue, but something pretty impressive at that. I bet I could get it right though.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
There is a person out in the field of flowers near the forest. They have long golden hair that wraps around their shoulder in a braid. They seem to be talking to someone but you cant seem to notice anyone in the immediate area. Maybe a closer look would help...
He hands them the blade, the chain extending through magic to remain connected to him yet comfortable “Be careful, don’t get burned.”
*oh crap I gtg :(*
Mauric sighs. “Ohhhhkay, I know how this’ll go. You’re gonna lecture me on righteousness and stuff and by the time you’re done the fire’ll have spread and then I’ll be out of a job.”
“Oh cool. So…” He glances around nonchalantly, tasting Samaritan’s thoughts on the air. “…what’re you doing?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"No. I am not. I am simply reminding you that the creatures you kill didn't deserve it." He bows his head.
He seems calm, a bit bored. "Nothing, think about making some food."
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
“It oughtn’t to. I’ll have it done as you like it very soon!” She grins. “How far can this extend by the way?”
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 was able to throw it into the shoulder of a colossus once, and used the chain to climb up, so pretty far I assume:”
*Sorry gtg.*
“They’re eggs, man. Regular spiders are the same, and this is what I do. Better a phase spider than an alkilith.”
“Oh? What’re you planning on making?”
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 hey salem, how you doing?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Back for a bit*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*sure*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He shakes his head "All creatures are special my son."
"Owlbears eyes cooked in teriyaki sauce and stir fried green beans."
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