Omori, after hours of trying to cast one single cantrip, managed to produce a single spark from her outstretched hand. More determined than before, she continues with her practice.
KK is at the Inn, looking for no one in particular.
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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)
Omori, after hours of trying to cast one single cantrip, managed to produce a single spark from her outstretched hand. More determined than before, she continues with her practice.
KK is at the Inn, looking for no one in particular.
*Do you want to deal with any of mine?*
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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.'
Omori, after hours of trying to cast one single cantrip, managed to produce a single spark from her outstretched hand. More determined than before, she continues with her practice.
KK is at the Inn, looking for no one in particular.
*Do you want to deal with any of mine?*
*Sure! How about Merabelle and... I'll let you choose the second one- if you want to interact with both, that is.*
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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)
Omori, after hours of trying to cast one single cantrip, managed to produce a single spark from her outstretched hand. More determined than before, she continues with her practice.
KK is at the Inn, looking for no one in particular.
*Do you want to deal with any of mine?*
*Sure! How about Merabelle and... I'll let you choose the second one- if you want to interact with both, that is.*
*Sure thing, definitely interacted with both, you're characters are so fun.*
Merabelle is walking around in her pitch black overalls, setting up her painting supplies right outside of the Inn, sitting on a bench, and preparing to paint when they see Omori succeed, and know exactly what to paint. Waving to them.
Antonio walks into the Inn with a massive hangover, holding his head with one hand, his Warhammer over his shoulder, groaning.
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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.'
Omori, after hours of trying to cast one single cantrip, managed to produce a single spark from her outstretched hand. More determined than before, she continues with her practice.
KK is at the Inn, looking for no one in particular.
*Do you want to deal with any of mine?*
*Sure! How about Merabelle and... I'll let you choose the second one- if you want to interact with both, that is.*
*Sure thing, definitely interacted with both, you're characters are so fun.*
Merabelle is walking around in her pitch black overalls, setting up her painting supplies right outside of the Inn, sitting on a bench, and preparing to paint when they see Omori succeed, and know exactly what to paint. Waving to them.
Antonio walks into the Inn with a massive hangover, holding his head with one hand, his Warhammer over his shoulder, groaning.
Omori notices her and waves back, moving over to her. "Hey Merabelle! What're you planning to paint?" She looks over at the supplies with curiosity.
KK looks over at Antonio, somewhat concerned. "You okay?"
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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)
Omori, after hours of trying to cast one single cantrip, managed to produce a single spark from her outstretched hand. More determined than before, she continues with her practice.
KK is at the Inn, looking for no one in particular.
*Do you want to deal with any of mine?*
*Sure! How about Merabelle and... I'll let you choose the second one- if you want to interact with both, that is.*
*Sure thing, definitely interacted with both, you're characters are so fun.*
Merabelle is walking around in her pitch black overalls, setting up her painting supplies right outside of the Inn, sitting on a bench, and preparing to paint when they see Omori succeed, and know exactly what to paint. Waving to them.
Antonio walks into the Inn with a massive hangover, holding his head with one hand, his Warhammer over his shoulder, groaning.
Omori notices her and waves back, moving over to her. "Hey Merabelle! What're you planning to paint?" She looks over at the supplies with curiosity.
KK looks over at Antonio, somewhat concerned. "You okay?"
She is smiling brightly at them, proud of their success "Well you sweetheart, you managed to get a spell goin' after all yer tryin'. I'm just capturin' the moment." She says, beginning to mix paint.
He rubs his face "So loud." He looks like he has a hangover, and he's only 17.
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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.'
Omori, after hours of trying to cast one single cantrip, managed to produce a single spark from her outstretched hand. More determined than before, she continues with her practice.
KK is at the Inn, looking for no one in particular.
*Do you want to deal with any of mine?*
*Sure! How about Merabelle and... I'll let you choose the second one- if you want to interact with both, that is.*
*Sure thing, definitely interacted with both, you're characters are so fun.*
Merabelle is walking around in her pitch black overalls, setting up her painting supplies right outside of the Inn, sitting on a bench, and preparing to paint when they see Omori succeed, and know exactly what to paint. Waving to them.
Antonio walks into the Inn with a massive hangover, holding his head with one hand, his Warhammer over his shoulder, groaning.
Omori notices her and waves back, moving over to her. "Hey Merabelle! What're you planning to paint?" She looks over at the supplies with curiosity.
KK looks over at Antonio, somewhat concerned. "You okay?"
She is smiling brightly at them, proud of their success "Well you sweetheart, you managed to get a spell goin' after all yer tryin'. I'm just capturin' the moment." She says, beginning to mix paint.
He rubs his face "So loud." He looks like he has a hangover, and he's only 17.
Her eyes widen in surprise. "Wha- Wow, I'm honored! I'm glad I could inspire you- even if I only managed to make one spark." She chuckles a little bit.
Now more concerned, she gets water from the Inn's bar and offers the glass to him.
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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)
Her eyes widen in surprise. "Wha- Wow, I'm honored! I'm glad I could inspire you- even if I only managed to make one spark." She chuckles a little bit.
Now more concerned, she gets water from the Inn's bar and offers the glass to him.
She pat their head, continuing to paint, "Would you like ta watch? It all starts with one spark little sweetheart, next you'll be shiftin' the weather and the stars." She pats the bench next to her.
He takes the glass, drinking the water and sitting down, groaning and rubbing his eyes.
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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.'
Her eyes widen in surprise. "Wha- Wow, I'm honored! I'm glad I could inspire you- even if I only managed to make one spark." She chuckles a little bit.
Now more concerned, she gets water from the Inn's bar and offers the glass to him.
She pat their head, continuing to paint, "Would you like ta watch? It all starts with one spark little sweetheart, next you'll be shiftin' the weather and the stars." She pats the bench next to her.
He takes the glass, drinking the water and sitting down, groaning and rubbing his eyes.
"Sure, sounds fun." She takes a seat on the bench.
She sits down as well. "Better?" She asks softly.
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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)
Her eyes widen in surprise. "Wha- Wow, I'm honored! I'm glad I could inspire you- even if I only managed to make one spark." She chuckles a little bit.
Now more concerned, she gets water from the Inn's bar and offers the glass to him.
She pat their head, continuing to paint, "Would you like ta watch? It all starts with one spark little sweetheart, next you'll be shiftin' the weather and the stars." She pats the bench next to her.
He takes the glass, drinking the water and sitting down, groaning and rubbing his eyes.
"Sure, sounds fun." She takes a seat on the bench.
She sits down as well. "Better?" She asks softly.
The painting insinuates the colors, as well as the magic she was able to create, blurring everything else using water colors. Painting Tools:26
He takes a deep breath, before slowly nodding "Better."
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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.'
*Cadel jumps a slight bit but loses his balance midair and lands sitting*
Dungeon Master: Killing your charcters since 1974
Timeless, Boundless, Ruler of The Spire of Creation
*He got to drop the roll three times, and still got a seven? That's crazy.*
Geralt walks over, chuckling to himself, holding out a hand to help them up "I assume I won?"
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.)
*he looks down, blushing a bit in embarrassment before he takes his hand and lets Geralt help him up*
yes, you won
*he looks a little dejected*
Dungeon Master: Killing your charcters since 1974
Timeless, Boundless, Ruler of The Spire of Creation
"Sometimes we win, sometimes we lose, maybe you'll win next time." He pulls them up with the one arm, surprisingly strong.
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.)
Omori, after hours of trying to cast one single cantrip, managed to produce a single spark from her outstretched hand. More determined than before, she continues with her practice.
KK is at the Inn, looking for no one in particular.
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)
*Do you want to deal with any of mine?*
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.)
*Sure! How about Merabelle and... I'll let you choose the second one- if you want to interact with both, that is.*
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)
*Sure thing, definitely interacted with both, you're characters are so fun.*
Merabelle is walking around in her pitch black overalls, setting up her painting supplies right outside of the Inn, sitting on a bench, and preparing to paint when they see Omori succeed, and know exactly what to paint. Waving to them.
Antonio walks into the Inn with a massive hangover, holding his head with one hand, his Warhammer over his shoulder, groaning.
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.)
Omori notices her and waves back, moving over to her. "Hey Merabelle! What're you planning to paint?" She looks over at the supplies with curiosity.
KK looks over at Antonio, somewhat concerned. "You okay?"
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)
She is smiling brightly at them, proud of their success "Well you sweetheart, you managed to get a spell goin' after all yer tryin'. I'm just capturin' the moment." She says, beginning to mix paint.
He rubs his face "So loud." He looks like he has a hangover, and he's only 17.
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.)
*sorry was in class*
"wanna play something else? I'll win the next one"
*Cadel giggles*
Dungeon Master: Killing your charcters since 1974
Timeless, Boundless, Ruler of The Spire of Creation
*Don't worry about it*
He smiles wide "Sure, I'm willing to play another game, easily when you're so confident."
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.)
Her eyes widen in surprise. "Wha- Wow, I'm honored! I'm glad I could inspire you- even if I only managed to make one spark." She chuckles a little bit.
Now more concerned, she gets water from the Inn's bar and offers the glass to him.
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)
we'll play tag, but this time we'll play for a prize
*he snickers a bit*
Dungeon Master: Killing your charcters since 1974
Timeless, Boundless, Ruler of The Spire of Creation
She pat their head, continuing to paint, "Would you like ta watch? It all starts with one spark little sweetheart, next you'll be shiftin' the weather and the stars." She pats the bench next to her.
He takes the glass, drinking the water and sitting down, groaning and rubbing his eyes.
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.)
He smiles, they don't know "I'm totally willing to play, we'll decide the prize after. Do you want to be it or me?"
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.)
We can't decide after! It has to be now!
*he pouts*
Dungeon Master: Killing your charcters since 1974
Timeless, Boundless, Ruler of The Spire of Creation
"Sure, sounds fun." She takes a seat on the bench.
She sits down as well. "Better?" She asks softly.
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)
He sighs "What do you want the prize to be then?"
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.)
The painting insinuates the colors, as well as the magic she was able to create, blurring everything else using water colors. Painting Tools:26
He takes a deep breath, before slowly nodding "Better."
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.)