She smiles, pulling him onto her chest. "Thank you, dear."
"As do I" He says, both standing up and walking away.
"I've been watered down to a mere tavern-keep! I used to... be gay and do crimes, and and kill things!..."
*I shall wait.*
He wiggles gently in her arms, making tiny cat noises, rubbing up against her.
“And now you’re married to one of the most wanted people in the entire realm of heaven. Sorry I can’t make life interesting enough for you.” He shifts back to his smaller form.
*Oh, male or female btw. Or do you not have a preference.*
Thirteen is reading Plato’s Republic while making matcha.
Mauric is clearing out the gutters.
Loriche is hanging out around the Guilt House.
Riotan is fishing.
Vitroze is studying up for their upcoming defense.
Samaritan suddenly appears behind Riotan, surprisingly silent. He grabs him by the back of the throat, his eyes burning.
The demon quickly collapses, his scales falling into the stream and reforming as he scrambles to the other bank.
Samaritan snarls, following him across.
“Hey hey hey hey! What’s your problem??” He backs up quickly, not trying to fight since he’s very much sure that Samaritan is more powerful than he is.
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
Thirteen is reading Plato’s Republic while making matcha.
Mauric is clearing out the gutters.
Loriche is hanging out around the Guilt House.
Riotan is fishing.
Vitroze is studying up for their upcoming defense.
Samaritan suddenly appears behind Riotan, surprisingly silent. He grabs him by the back of the throat, his eyes burning.
The demon quickly collapses, his scales falling into the stream and reforming as he scrambles to the other bank.
Samaritan snarls, following him across.
“Hey hey hey hey! What’s your problem??” He backs up quickly, not trying to fight since he’s very much sure that Samaritan is more powerful than he is.
He raises his hand as hellfire surrounds them both. He pulls out his golden cleaver "MESSIN' WITH FEELINGS IS FUN TO YA HUH??"
*Anyway, now that Stroth has reached her emotional high, time for the emotional low. I think it’s time for the Valentine Sisters to take action. Sparrow’s about ta get kidnapped, yay!*
*Anyway, now that Stroth has reached her emotional high, time for the emotional low. I think it’s time for the Valentine Sisters to take action. Sparrow’s about ta get kidnapped, yay!*
*Anyway, now that Stroth has reached her emotional high, time for the emotional low. I think it’s time for the Valentine Sisters to take action. Sparrow’s about ta get kidnapped, yay!*
*Anyway, now that Stroth has reached her emotional high, time for the emotional low. I think it’s time for the Valentine Sisters to take action. Sparrow’s about ta get kidnapped, yay!*
*Anyway, now that Stroth has reached her emotional high, time for the emotional low. I think it’s time for the Valentine Sisters to take action. Sparrow’s about ta get kidnapped, yay!*
Thirteen is reading Plato’s Republic while making matcha.
Mauric is clearing out the gutters.
Loriche is hanging out around the Guilt House.
Riotan is fishing.
Vitroze is studying up for their upcoming defense.
Samaritan suddenly appears behind Riotan, surprisingly silent. He grabs him by the back of the throat, his eyes burning.
The demon quickly collapses, his scales falling into the stream and reforming as he scrambles to the other bank.
Samaritan snarls, following him across.
“Hey hey hey hey! What’s your problem??” He backs up quickly, not trying to fight since he’s very much sure that Samaritan is more powerful than he is.
He raises his hand as hellfire surrounds them both. He pulls out his golden cleaver "MESSIN' WITH FEELINGS IS FUN TO YA HUH??"
“…yes?”
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*jsyk, if anyone wants to make another member of the gang, one that works for the Valentines, now would be the time.*
Something seems missing from Lord's Point, or rather someone, most would assume that Sparrow is at work like he usually is, but he's been gone for too long. Stroth would know, if not anyone else that the wards hiding his camp have been broken into, and inside, some things have changed. It's obvious to tell that a fight has happened there, and etched into one of the trees are jagged words carved into the wood set ablaze "Caught him."
Not only Sparrow, but Grimes and Thane are also missing, taken by the Valentines, Thane having left a note where he was taken, telling that they are trapped on the layer of Greed. Merabelle and Arthur seem to have been spared, or at least were able to fight off those that came for them. Part of the gang has been taken, and now they need saving, by any means necessary.
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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 is outside the Inn, exhausted from staying up for almost the whole night practicing magic. She sits in the same spot where Traitor used to sharpen her claws, reading her book.
KK is walking through the woods, faintly humming an old tune to herself.
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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 is outside the Inn, exhausted from staying up for almost the whole night practicing magic. She sits in the same spot where Traitor used to sharpen her claws, reading her book.
KK is walking through the woods, faintly humming an old tune to herself.
Isaac walks out of the tavern with a large book in his hand
Omori is outside the Inn, exhausted from staying up for almost the whole night practicing magic. She sits in the same spot where Traitor used to sharpen her claws, reading her book.
KK is walking through the woods, faintly humming an old tune to herself.
Isaac walks out of the tavern with a large book in his hand
She looks up from her reading material, tiredly smiling. "Hello. What's the book about?" She inquires, her eyes glancing over at the book in his hand.
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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)
KK is walking through the woods, faintly humming an old tune to herself.
*Good morning, how are you?*
They heard the sound of fighting nearby, the smell of blood in the air.
*I'm doing okay. A little tired, but nothing outside the ordinary. How are you?*
She rushes to the source of the sound, more curious than worried.
*Like I always am, you know how it is.*
They find Merabelle fighting to large demons, and crushing them with strength, her skin black light the night sky, stars twinkling within, her fangs and claws sharp. Her tail slashing and her new, matching night black wings flapping. She is bleeding heavily, and there are many demon corpses on the ground.
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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.'
KK is walking through the woods, faintly humming an old tune to herself.
*Good morning, how are you?*
They heard the sound of fighting nearby, the smell of blood in the air.
*I'm doing okay. A little tired, but nothing outside the ordinary. How are you?*
She rushes to the source of the sound, more curious than worried.
*Like I always am, you know how it is.*
They find Merabelle fighting to large demons, and crushing them with strength, her skin black light the night sky, stars twinkling within, her fangs and claws sharp. Her tail slashing and her new, matching night black wings flapping. She is bleeding heavily, and there are many demon corpses on the ground.
Without a moment's hesitation, KK rushes in to help Merabelle. Odds are, KK can't do much to he demons themselves, but she can at least help the one who can survive the encounter- at the very least, she can take an attack or two for Merabelle.
Samaritan snarls, following him across.
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 wiggles gently in her arms, making tiny cat noises, rubbing up against her.
“And now you’re married to one of the most wanted people in the entire realm of heaven. Sorry I can’t make life interesting enough for you.” He shifts back to his smaller form.
*Oh, male or female btw. Or do you not have a preference.*
“Hey hey hey hey! What’s your problem??” He backs up quickly, not trying to fight since he’s very much sure that Samaritan is more powerful than he is.
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*Good ta see ya buddy.*
He raises his hand as hellfire surrounds them both. He pulls out his golden cleaver "MESSIN' WITH FEELINGS IS FUN TO YA HUH??"
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
*Anyway, now that Stroth has reached her emotional high, time for the emotional low. I think it’s time for the Valentine Sisters to take action. Sparrow’s about ta get kidnapped, yay!*
*Nauuur*
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
(Hi wendo)
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
*Ive got it, it’s interesting.*
*Da sadness*
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
*Da sadness is temporary, da trauma is forever.*
“…yes?”
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*jsyk, if anyone wants to make another member of the gang, one that works for the Valentines, now would be the time.*
Something seems missing from Lord's Point, or rather someone, most would assume that Sparrow is at work like he usually is, but he's been gone for too long. Stroth would know, if not anyone else that the wards hiding his camp have been broken into, and inside, some things have changed. It's obvious to tell that a fight has happened there, and etched into one of the trees are jagged words carved into the wood set ablaze "Caught him."
Not only Sparrow, but Grimes and Thane are also missing, taken by the Valentines, Thane having left a note where he was taken, telling that they are trapped on the layer of Greed. Merabelle and Arthur seem to have been spared, or at least were able to fight off those that came for them. Part of the gang has been taken, and now they need saving, by any means necessary.
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.)
*Good morning, everyone!*
Omori is outside the Inn, exhausted from staying up for almost the whole night practicing magic. She sits in the same spot where Traitor used to sharpen her claws, reading her book.
KK is walking through the woods, faintly humming an old tune to herself.
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)
Isaac walks out of the tavern with a large book in his hand
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
*Good morning, how are you?*
They heard the sound of fighting nearby, the smell of blood in the air.
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'm doing okay. A little tired, but nothing outside the ordinary. How are you?*
She rushes to the source of the sound, more curious than worried.
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 looks up from her reading material, tiredly smiling. "Hello. What's the book about?" She inquires, her eyes glancing over at the book in his hand.
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)
*Like I always am, you know how it is.*
They find Merabelle fighting to large demons, and crushing them with strength, her skin black light the night sky, stars twinkling within, her fangs and claws sharp. Her tail slashing and her new, matching night black wings flapping. She is bleeding heavily, and there are many demon corpses on the ground.
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.)
Without a moment's hesitation, KK rushes in to help Merabelle. Odds are, KK can't do much to he demons themselves, but she can at least help the one who can survive the encounter- at the very least, she can take an attack or two for Merabelle.
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)