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#29368 Feb 20, 2023

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The Door of the tavern swings open, and an old lady walks in. She is wearing a fine red dress and a scarlet cloak. She has green eyes and grey hair. She look quite pale, and exhausted. She also carried a lyre, as well as what seems to be a bag of holding. She sits down at a table. She seemed to be aging multiple years every few minutes.

Death approaches her, HELLO ALEXANDRIA. BY THE LOOKS OF IT, IF YOU KEEP AGING LIKE THAT I WILL HAVE TO GRAB MY BROOM SOON.

What the heck? Who are you?

She looks up at the being shrouded in shadows that towers above her. He grins down at her, but because is face is a skull, he doesn't seem to have much choice. His skeletal form is coated in a thick layer of grave dust, and his empty eye sockets seem to be endless soul devouring voids. WHO AM I? WHY I AM THE GRIM SWEEPER. DEATH. WHO ELSE COULD I BE?

A Really tall Janitor? Look, Death. I don’t plan on dying anytime soon. What’s happening is only a minor… setback.

MOST PEOPLE DON'T PLAN ON IT, BUT MOST DON'T HAVE MUCH OF A CHOICE. MY ADVICE IS TO ALWAYS BE READY. ANYWAYS, WHAT IS HAPPENING THEN?

…how do I put this? A kleptomaniac, bloodthirsty savage, and an arsonist in a pointy hat committed mass murder, and it just so happens that i very quickly start dying if those people are dead.

“That makes sense. Are you a hierarch or just a different form of LICH?”

*Isn’t this telepathy?*

*btw she’s an intoner, aka bard lich*

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Haberdasheries. This seems fun.

*it is*

*alright. Are undead characters allowed?*

An undead character you say? You should introduce them to the towering, dusty figure of shadow that stands in a dark corner of Lord's Rest, observing its inhabitants.

Red Raven walks by the figure and says, “Stop being so edgy sweeps.”

I AM SORRY IF I SEEM STRANGE. I AM MERELY ATTEMPTING TO UNDERSTAND THE LIVING.

“We like living and want to make the most of it. What’s there not to understand?”

*Sorry, I had to leave.*

IF YOU ENJOY LIFE SO MUCH, WHY DO YOU TAKE IT FROM OTHERS SO OFTEN? SHOULDN’T IT BE PROTECTED AT ALL COSTS? THERE ARE PEOPLE HERE WHOSE JOB IS TO END OTHERS LIVES. WHY DO YOU SPEND YOUR LIMITED TIME DOING THINGS YOU LATER REGRET? WHY DO YOU SLEEP, AREN’T YOU WASTING TIME? WHY DO YOU DRINK TOO MUCH, HOW IS THAT ENJOYABLE? WHY DO YOU LIE? WHY DO YOU FIGHT IN WARS THAT YOU DON’T BENEFIT FROM? WHY DO YOU START WARS? WHY DO YOU CREATE ART? WHY ARE YOU MEAN TO CATS? WHY DO YOU GO TO SUCH AWEFUL MEASURES TO AVOID ME? WHY AM I SO DESPISED? IF WHAT FOLLOWS AFTER DEATH IS NOT TO YOUR LIKING, IT IS YOUR OWN FAULT. YOU CHOSE YOUR ACTIONS, SO WHY DO YOU AVOID IT SO? WHY AM I SO FEARED?

“I feel like this is less of a rambling of mortal flaws but rather a ramble of you trying to figure out why you are so feared.”

I AM TRYING TO UNDERSTAND MORTALS. MAYBE IF I UNDERSTAND WHY THEY DO THESE THINGS, THEY WILL NOT FEAR ME.

“They do these things because they fear you.”

WHY DO THEY FEAR ME? WOULD IT SURPRISE YOU TO LEARN THAT I HAVE NEVER KILLED A MAN?

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#29371 Feb 20, 2023

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Haberdasheries. This seems fun.

*it is*

*alright. Are undead characters allowed?*

An undead character you say? You should introduce them to the towering, dusty figure of shadow that stands in a dark corner of Lord's Rest, observing its inhabitants.

Red Raven walks by the figure and says, “Stop being so edgy sweeps.”

I AM SORRY IF I SEEM STRANGE. I AM MERELY ATTEMPTING TO UNDERSTAND THE LIVING.

“We like living and want to make the most of it. What’s there not to understand?”

*Sorry, I had to leave.*

IF YOU ENJOY LIFE SO MUCH, WHY DO YOU TAKE IT FROM OTHERS SO OFTEN? SHOULDN’T IT BE PROTECTED AT ALL COSTS? THERE ARE PEOPLE HERE WHOSE JOB IS TO END OTHERS LIVES. WHY DO YOU SPEND YOUR LIMITED TIME DOING THINGS YOU LATER REGRET? WHY DO YOU SLEEP, AREN’T YOU WASTING TIME? WHY DO YOU DRINK TOO MUCH, HOW IS THAT ENJOYABLE? WHY DO YOU LIE? WHY DO YOU FIGHT IN WARS THAT YOU DON’T BENEFIT FROM? WHY DO YOU START WARS? WHY DO YOU CREATE ART? WHY ARE YOU MEAN TO CATS? WHY DO YOU GO TO SUCH AWEFUL MEASURES TO AVOID ME? WHY AM I SO DESPISED? IF WHAT FOLLOWS AFTER DEATH IS NOT TO YOUR LIKING, IT IS YOUR OWN FAULT. YOU CHOSE YOUR ACTIONS, SO WHY DO YOU AVOID IT SO? WHY AM I SO FEARED?

“I feel like this is less of a rambling of mortal flaws but rather a ramble of you trying to figure out why you are so feared.”

I AM TRYING TO UNDERSTAND MORTALS. MAYBE IF I UNDERSTAND WHY THEY DO THESE THINGS, THEY WILL NOT FEAR ME.

“They do these things because they fear you.”

WHY DO THEY FEAR ME? WOULD IT SURPRISE YOU TO LEARN THAT I HAVE NEVER KILLED A MAN?

“Not really. You just collect their souls. But you represent the end of all things, and humanity, among other cultures, fear the end. They do not want to be forgotten. They do these things to make a legacy so that they will be remembered forever.”

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The Door of the tavern swings open, and an old lady walks in. She is wearing a fine red dress and a scarlet cloak. She has green eyes and grey hair. She look quite pale, and exhausted. She also carried a lyre, as well as what seems to be a bag of holding. She sits down at a table. She seemed to be aging multiple years every few minutes.

Death approaches her, HELLO ALEXANDRIA. BY THE LOOKS OF IT, IF YOU KEEP AGING LIKE THAT I WILL HAVE TO GRAB MY BROOM SOON.

What the heck? Who are you?

She looks up at the being shrouded in shadows that towers above her. He grins down at her, but because is face is a skull, he doesn't seem to have much choice. His skeletal form is coated in a thick layer of grave dust, and his empty eye sockets seem to be endless soul devouring voids. WHO AM I? WHY I AM THE GRIM SWEEPER. DEATH. WHO ELSE COULD I BE?

A Really tall Janitor? Look, Death. I don’t plan on dying anytime soon. What’s happening is only a minor… setback.

MOST PEOPLE DON'T PLAN ON IT, BUT MOST DON'T HAVE MUCH OF A CHOICE. MY ADVICE IS TO ALWAYS BE READY. ANYWAYS, WHAT IS HAPPENING THEN?

…how do I put this? A kleptomaniac, bloodthirsty savage, and an arsonist in a pointy hat committed mass murder, and it just so happens that i very quickly start dying if those people are dead.

“That makes sense. Are you a hierarch or just a different form of LICH?”

*Isn’t this telepathy?*

*btw she’s an intoner, aka bard lich*

*This is for when you need to talk out of character*

“Oh. An intoner. A friend of mine might want to talk to you later. But for now, I’ve got to talk to sweeper. Speak to you later friend.”

Sylvan drags the sweeper away and sighs, “When will you stop being so edgy?”

Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters

I am The Grand Envisioner!

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Echo's having a steak

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#29374 Feb 20, 2023

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The Door of the tavern swings open, and an old lady walks in. She is wearing a fine red dress and a scarlet cloak. She has green eyes and grey hair. She look quite pale, and exhausted. She also carried a lyre, as well as what seems to be a bag of holding. She sits down at a table. She seemed to be aging multiple years every few minutes.

Death approaches her, HELLO ALEXANDRIA. BY THE LOOKS OF IT, IF YOU KEEP AGING LIKE THAT I WILL HAVE TO GRAB MY BROOM SOON.

What the heck? Who are you?

She looks up at the being shrouded in shadows that towers above her. He grins down at her, but because is face is a skull, he doesn't seem to have much choice. His skeletal form is coated in a thick layer of grave dust, and his empty eye sockets seem to be endless soul devouring voids. WHO AM I? WHY I AM THE GRIM SWEEPER. DEATH. WHO ELSE COULD I BE?

A Really tall Janitor? Look, Death. I don’t plan on dying anytime soon. What’s happening is only a minor… setback.

MOST PEOPLE DON'T PLAN ON IT, BUT MOST DON'T HAVE MUCH OF A CHOICE. MY ADVICE IS TO ALWAYS BE READY. ANYWAYS, WHAT IS HAPPENING THEN?

…how do I put this? A kleptomaniac, bloodthirsty savage, and an arsonist in a pointy hat committed mass murder, and it just so happens that i very quickly start dying if those people are dead.

“That makes sense. Are you a hierarch or just a different form of LICH?”

*Isn’t this telepathy?*

*btw she’s an intoner, aka bard lich*

*This is for when you need to talk out of character*

“Oh. An intoner. A friend of mine might want to talk to you later. But for now, I’ve got to talk to sweeper. Speak to you later friend.”

Sylvan drags the sweeper away and sighs, “When will you stop being so edgy?”

*i was talking about the italicized words.*

”wait, who is this friend of yours?”

#29375 Feb 20, 2023

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The Door of the tavern swings open, and an old lady walks in. She is wearing a fine red dress and a scarlet cloak. She has green eyes and grey hair. She look quite pale, and exhausted. She also carried a lyre, as well as what seems to be a bag of holding. She sits down at a table. She seemed to be aging multiple years every few minutes.

Death approaches her, HELLO ALEXANDRIA. BY THE LOOKS OF IT, IF YOU KEEP AGING LIKE THAT I WILL HAVE TO GRAB MY BROOM SOON.

What the heck? Who are you?

She looks up at the being shrouded in shadows that towers above her. He grins down at her, but because is face is a skull, he doesn't seem to have much choice. His skeletal form is coated in a thick layer of grave dust, and his empty eye sockets seem to be endless soul devouring voids. WHO AM I? WHY I AM THE GRIM SWEEPER. DEATH. WHO ELSE COULD I BE?

A Really tall Janitor? Look, Death. I don’t plan on dying anytime soon. What’s happening is only a minor… setback.

MOST PEOPLE DON'T PLAN ON IT, BUT MOST DON'T HAVE MUCH OF A CHOICE. MY ADVICE IS TO ALWAYS BE READY. ANYWAYS, WHAT IS HAPPENING THEN?

…how do I put this? A kleptomaniac, bloodthirsty savage, and an arsonist in a pointy hat committed mass murder, and it just so happens that i very quickly start dying if those people are dead.

“That makes sense. Are you a hierarch or just a different form of LICH?”

*Isn’t this telepathy?*

*btw she’s an intoner, aka bard lich*

*This is for when you need to talk out of character*

“Oh. An intoner. A friend of mine might want to talk to you later. But for now, I’ve got to talk to sweeper. Speak to you later friend.”

Sylvan drags the sweeper away and sighs, “When will you stop being so edgy?”

*i was talking about the italicized words.*

”wait, who is this friend of yours?”

*Yes for italicized words*
“They are, with lack of better wording, Death in a material form.”

Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters

I am The Grand Envisioner!

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The Door of the tavern swings open, and an old lady walks in. She is wearing a fine red dress and a scarlet cloak. She has green eyes and grey hair. She look quite pale, and exhausted. She also carried a lyre, as well as what seems to be a bag of holding. She sits down at a table. She seemed to be aging multiple years every few minutes.

Death approaches her, HELLO ALEXANDRIA. BY THE LOOKS OF IT, IF YOU KEEP AGING LIKE THAT I WILL HAVE TO GRAB MY BROOM SOON.

What the heck? Who are you?

She looks up at the being shrouded in shadows that towers above her. He grins down at her, but because is face is a skull, he doesn't seem to have much choice. His skeletal form is coated in a thick layer of grave dust, and his empty eye sockets seem to be endless soul devouring voids. WHO AM I? WHY I AM THE GRIM SWEEPER. DEATH. WHO ELSE COULD I BE?

A Really tall Janitor? Look, Death. I don’t plan on dying anytime soon. What’s happening is only a minor… setback.

MOST PEOPLE DON'T PLAN ON IT, BUT MOST DON'T HAVE MUCH OF A CHOICE. MY ADVICE IS TO ALWAYS BE READY. ANYWAYS, WHAT IS HAPPENING THEN?

…how do I put this? A kleptomaniac, bloodthirsty savage, and an arsonist in a pointy hat committed mass murder, and it just so happens that i very quickly start dying if those people are dead.

“That makes sense. Are you a hierarch or just a different form of LICH?”

*Isn’t this telepathy?*

*btw she’s an intoner, aka bard lich*

*This is for when you need to talk out of character*

“Oh. An intoner. A friend of mine might want to talk to you later. But for now, I’ve got to talk to sweeper. Speak to you later friend.”

Sylvan drags the sweeper away and sighs, “When will you stop being so edgy?”

*i was talking about the italicized words.*

”wait, who is this friend of yours?”

*Yes for italicized words*
“They are, with lack of better wording, Death in a material form.”

“Do they have a broom?”

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The Door of the tavern swings open, and an old lady walks in. She is wearing a fine red dress and a scarlet cloak. She has green eyes and grey hair. She look quite pale, and exhausted. She also carried a lyre, as well as what seems to be a bag of holding. She sits down at a table. She seemed to be aging multiple years every few minutes.

Death approaches her, HELLO ALEXANDRIA. BY THE LOOKS OF IT, IF YOU KEEP AGING LIKE THAT I WILL HAVE TO GRAB MY BROOM SOON.

What the heck? Who are you?

She looks up at the being shrouded in shadows that towers above her. He grins down at her, but because is face is a skull, he doesn't seem to have much choice. His skeletal form is coated in a thick layer of grave dust, and his empty eye sockets seem to be endless soul devouring voids. WHO AM I? WHY I AM THE GRIM SWEEPER. DEATH. WHO ELSE COULD I BE?

A Really tall Janitor? Look, Death. I don’t plan on dying anytime soon. What’s happening is only a minor… setback.

MOST PEOPLE DON'T PLAN ON IT, BUT MOST DON'T HAVE MUCH OF A CHOICE. MY ADVICE IS TO ALWAYS BE READY. ANYWAYS, WHAT IS HAPPENING THEN?

…how do I put this? A kleptomaniac, bloodthirsty savage, and an arsonist in a pointy hat committed mass murder, and it just so happens that i very quickly start dying if those people are dead.

“That makes sense. Are you a hierarch or just a different form of LICH?”

*Isn’t this telepathy?*

*btw she’s an intoner, aka bard lich*

*This is for when you need to talk out of character*

“Oh. An intoner. A friend of mine might want to talk to you later. But for now, I’ve got to talk to sweeper. Speak to you later friend.”

Sylvan drags the sweeper away and sighs, “When will you stop being so edgy?”

*i was talking about the italicized words.*

”wait, who is this friend of yours?”

*Yes for italicized words*
“They are, with lack of better wording, Death in a material form.”

“Do they have a broom?”

“They’re name is the grim sweeper and it’s like some kind of joke that not very many people appreciate.”

Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters

I am The Grand Envisioner!

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The Door of the tavern swings open, and an old lady walks in. She is wearing a fine red dress and a scarlet cloak. She has green eyes and grey hair. She look quite pale, and exhausted. She also carried a lyre, as well as what seems to be a bag of holding. She sits down at a table. She seemed to be aging multiple years every few minutes.

Death approaches her, HELLO ALEXANDRIA. BY THE LOOKS OF IT, IF YOU KEEP AGING LIKE THAT I WILL HAVE TO GRAB MY BROOM SOON.

What the heck? Who are you?

She looks up at the being shrouded in shadows that towers above her. He grins down at her, but because is face is a skull, he doesn't seem to have much choice. His skeletal form is coated in a thick layer of grave dust, and his empty eye sockets seem to be endless soul devouring voids. WHO AM I? WHY I AM THE GRIM SWEEPER. DEATH. WHO ELSE COULD I BE?

A Really tall Janitor? Look, Death. I don’t plan on dying anytime soon. What’s happening is only a minor… setback.

MOST PEOPLE DON'T PLAN ON IT, BUT MOST DON'T HAVE MUCH OF A CHOICE. MY ADVICE IS TO ALWAYS BE READY. ANYWAYS, WHAT IS HAPPENING THEN?

…how do I put this? A kleptomaniac, bloodthirsty savage, and an arsonist in a pointy hat committed mass murder, and it just so happens that i very quickly start dying if those people are dead.

“That makes sense. Are you a hierarch or just a different form of LICH?”

*Isn’t this telepathy?*

*btw she’s an intoner, aka bard lich*

*This is for when you need to talk out of character*

“Oh. An intoner. A friend of mine might want to talk to you later. But for now, I’ve got to talk to sweeper. Speak to you later friend.”

Sylvan drags the sweeper away and sighs, “When will you stop being so edgy?”

WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY EDGY? I HAVE THE AROUND THE SAME AMOUNT OF EDGES AS YOU DO.

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What part will you play in this wondrous story?
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The Door of the tavern swings open, and an old lady walks in. She is wearing a fine red dress and a scarlet cloak. She has green eyes and grey hair. She look quite pale, and exhausted. She also carried a lyre, as well as what seems to be a bag of holding. She sits down at a table. She seemed to be aging multiple years every few minutes.

Death approaches her, HELLO ALEXANDRIA. BY THE LOOKS OF IT, IF YOU KEEP AGING LIKE THAT I WILL HAVE TO GRAB MY BROOM SOON.

What the heck? Who are you?

She looks up at the being shrouded in shadows that towers above her. He grins down at her, but because is face is a skull, he doesn't seem to have much choice. His skeletal form is coated in a thick layer of grave dust, and his empty eye sockets seem to be endless soul devouring voids. WHO AM I? WHY I AM THE GRIM SWEEPER. DEATH. WHO ELSE COULD I BE?

A Really tall Janitor? Look, Death. I don’t plan on dying anytime soon. What’s happening is only a minor… setback.

MOST PEOPLE DON'T PLAN ON IT, BUT MOST DON'T HAVE MUCH OF A CHOICE. MY ADVICE IS TO ALWAYS BE READY. ANYWAYS, WHAT IS HAPPENING THEN?

…how do I put this? A kleptomaniac, bloodthirsty savage, and an arsonist in a pointy hat committed mass murder, and it just so happens that i very quickly start dying if those people are dead.

“That makes sense. Are you a hierarch or just a different form of LICH?”

*Isn’t this telepathy?*

*btw she’s an intoner, aka bard lich*

*This is for when you need to talk out of character*

“Oh. An intoner. A friend of mine might want to talk to you later. But for now, I’ve got to talk to sweeper. Speak to you later friend.”

Sylvan drags the sweeper away and sighs, “When will you stop being so edgy?”

*i was talking about the italicized words.*

”wait, who is this friend of yours?”

*Yes for italicized words*
“They are, with lack of better wording, Death in a material form.”

“Do they have a broom?”

“They’re name is the grim sweeper and it’s like some kind of joke that not very many people appreciate.”

“‘I’ll take that as a yes, then.”

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The Door of the tavern swings open, and an old lady walks in. She is wearing a fine red dress and a scarlet cloak. She has green eyes and grey hair. She look quite pale, and exhausted. She also carried a lyre, as well as what seems to be a bag of holding. She sits down at a table. She seemed to be aging multiple years every few minutes.

Death approaches her, HELLO ALEXANDRIA. BY THE LOOKS OF IT, IF YOU KEEP AGING LIKE THAT I WILL HAVE TO GRAB MY BROOM SOON.

What the heck? Who are you?

She looks up at the being shrouded in shadows that towers above her. He grins down at her, but because is face is a skull, he doesn't seem to have much choice. His skeletal form is coated in a thick layer of grave dust, and his empty eye sockets seem to be endless soul devouring voids. WHO AM I? WHY I AM THE GRIM SWEEPER. DEATH. WHO ELSE COULD I BE?

A Really tall Janitor? Look, Death. I don’t plan on dying anytime soon. What’s happening is only a minor… setback.

MOST PEOPLE DON'T PLAN ON IT, BUT MOST DON'T HAVE MUCH OF A CHOICE. MY ADVICE IS TO ALWAYS BE READY. ANYWAYS, WHAT IS HAPPENING THEN?

…how do I put this? A kleptomaniac, bloodthirsty savage, and an arsonist in a pointy hat committed mass murder, and it just so happens that i very quickly start dying if those people are dead.

“That makes sense. Are you a hierarch or just a different form of LICH?”

*Isn’t this telepathy?*

*btw she’s an intoner, aka bard lich*

*This is for when you need to talk out of character*

“Oh. An intoner. A friend of mine might want to talk to you later. But for now, I’ve got to talk to sweeper. Speak to you later friend.”

Sylvan drags the sweeper away and sighs, “When will you stop being so edgy?”

WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY EDGY? I HAVE THE AROUND THE SAME AMOUNT OF EDGES AS YOU DO.

“Edgy is a modern form of saying dark and intense by my understanding.”

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The Door of the tavern swings open, and an old lady walks in. She is wearing a fine red dress and a scarlet cloak. She has green eyes and grey hair. She look quite pale, and exhausted. She also carried a lyre, as well as what seems to be a bag of holding. She sits down at a table. She seemed to be aging multiple years every few minutes.

Death approaches her, HELLO ALEXANDRIA. BY THE LOOKS OF IT, IF YOU KEEP AGING LIKE THAT I WILL HAVE TO GRAB MY BROOM SOON.

What the heck? Who are you?

She looks up at the being shrouded in shadows that towers above her. He grins down at her, but because is face is a skull, he doesn't seem to have much choice. His skeletal form is coated in a thick layer of grave dust, and his empty eye sockets seem to be endless soul devouring voids. WHO AM I? WHY I AM THE GRIM SWEEPER. DEATH. WHO ELSE COULD I BE?

A Really tall Janitor? Look, Death. I don’t plan on dying anytime soon. What’s happening is only a minor… setback.

MOST PEOPLE DON'T PLAN ON IT, BUT MOST DON'T HAVE MUCH OF A CHOICE. MY ADVICE IS TO ALWAYS BE READY. ANYWAYS, WHAT IS HAPPENING THEN?

…how do I put this? A kleptomaniac, bloodthirsty savage, and an arsonist in a pointy hat committed mass murder, and it just so happens that i very quickly start dying if those people are dead.

“That makes sense. Are you a hierarch or just a different form of LICH?”

*Isn’t this telepathy?*

*btw she’s an intoner, aka bard lich*

*This is for when you need to talk out of character*

“Oh. An intoner. A friend of mine might want to talk to you later. But for now, I’ve got to talk to sweeper. Speak to you later friend.”

Sylvan drags the sweeper away and sighs, “When will you stop being so edgy?”

*i was talking about the italicized words.*

”wait, who is this friend of yours?”

*Yes for italicized words*
“They are, with lack of better wording, Death in a material form.”

“Do they have a broom?”

“They’re name is the grim sweeper and it’s like some kind of joke that not very many people appreciate.”

“‘I’ll take that as a yes, then.”

“Yes they have a broom”

Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters

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The Door of the tavern swings open, and an old lady walks in. She is wearing a fine red dress and a scarlet cloak. She has green eyes and grey hair. She look quite pale, and exhausted. She also carried a lyre, as well as what seems to be a bag of holding. She sits down at a table. She seemed to be aging multiple years every few minutes.

Death approaches her, HELLO ALEXANDRIA. BY THE LOOKS OF IT, IF YOU KEEP AGING LIKE THAT I WILL HAVE TO GRAB MY BROOM SOON.

What the heck? Who are you?

She looks up at the being shrouded in shadows that towers above her. He grins down at her, but because is face is a skull, he doesn't seem to have much choice. His skeletal form is coated in a thick layer of grave dust, and his empty eye sockets seem to be endless soul devouring voids. WHO AM I? WHY I AM THE GRIM SWEEPER. DEATH. WHO ELSE COULD I BE?

A Really tall Janitor? Look, Death. I don’t plan on dying anytime soon. What’s happening is only a minor… setback.

MOST PEOPLE DON'T PLAN ON IT, BUT MOST DON'T HAVE MUCH OF A CHOICE. MY ADVICE IS TO ALWAYS BE READY. ANYWAYS, WHAT IS HAPPENING THEN?

…how do I put this? A kleptomaniac, bloodthirsty savage, and an arsonist in a pointy hat committed mass murder, and it just so happens that i very quickly start dying if those people are dead.

“That makes sense. Are you a hierarch or just a different form of LICH?”

*Isn’t this telepathy?*

*btw she’s an intoner, aka bard lich*

*This is for when you need to talk out of character*

“Oh. An intoner. A friend of mine might want to talk to you later. But for now, I’ve got to talk to sweeper. Speak to you later friend.”

Sylvan drags the sweeper away and sighs, “When will you stop being so edgy?”

*i was talking about the italicized words.*

”wait, who is this friend of yours?”

*Yes for italicized words*
“They are, with lack of better wording, Death in a material form.”

“Do they have a broom?”

“They’re name is the grim sweeper and it’s like some kind of joke that not very many people appreciate.”

“‘I’ll take that as a yes, then.”

“Yes they have a broom”

“Okay, then.”

#29383 Feb 20, 2023

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The Door of the tavern swings open, and an old lady walks in. She is wearing a fine red dress and a scarlet cloak. She has green eyes and grey hair. She look quite pale, and exhausted. She also carried a lyre, as well as what seems to be a bag of holding. She sits down at a table. She seemed to be aging multiple years every few minutes.

Death approaches her, HELLO ALEXANDRIA. BY THE LOOKS OF IT, IF YOU KEEP AGING LIKE THAT I WILL HAVE TO GRAB MY BROOM SOON.

What the heck? Who are you?

She looks up at the being shrouded in shadows that towers above her. He grins down at her, but because is face is a skull, he doesn't seem to have much choice. His skeletal form is coated in a thick layer of grave dust, and his empty eye sockets seem to be endless soul devouring voids. WHO AM I? WHY I AM THE GRIM SWEEPER. DEATH. WHO ELSE COULD I BE?

A Really tall Janitor? Look, Death. I don’t plan on dying anytime soon. What’s happening is only a minor… setback.

MOST PEOPLE DON'T PLAN ON IT, BUT MOST DON'T HAVE MUCH OF A CHOICE. MY ADVICE IS TO ALWAYS BE READY. ANYWAYS, WHAT IS HAPPENING THEN?

…how do I put this? A kleptomaniac, bloodthirsty savage, and an arsonist in a pointy hat committed mass murder, and it just so happens that i very quickly start dying if those people are dead.

“That makes sense. Are you a hierarch or just a different form of LICH?”

*Isn’t this telepathy?*

*btw she’s an intoner, aka bard lich*

*This is for when you need to talk out of character*

“Oh. An intoner. A friend of mine might want to talk to you later. But for now, I’ve got to talk to sweeper. Speak to you later friend.”

Sylvan drags the sweeper away and sighs, “When will you stop being so edgy?”

WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY EDGY? I HAVE THE AROUND THE SAME AMOUNT OF EDGES AS YOU DO.

“Edgy is a modern form of saying dark and intense by my understanding.”

I SEE. WELL, I AM DEATH. HOW ELSE AM I SUPPOSED TO BE? IF I SHOWED UP AND TURNED OUT TO BE A SHORT GUY IN A BUNNY COSTUME, NO ONE WOULD EVEN BELIEVE THAT THEY HAD DIED. EVEN THOUGH YOU MAY NOT REALIZE IT, DEATH IS A MILESTONE IN PEOPLE'S EXISTENCE. PEOPLE WANT IT TO BE DRAMATIC.

Your life will be a horror or a glory
What part will you play in this wondrous story?
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#29384 Feb 20, 2023

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The Door of the tavern swings open, and an old lady walks in. She is wearing a fine red dress and a scarlet cloak. She has green eyes and grey hair. She look quite pale, and exhausted. She also carried a lyre, as well as what seems to be a bag of holding. She sits down at a table. She seemed to be aging multiple years every few minutes.

Death approaches her, HELLO ALEXANDRIA. BY THE LOOKS OF IT, IF YOU KEEP AGING LIKE THAT I WILL HAVE TO GRAB MY BROOM SOON.

What the heck? Who are you?

She looks up at the being shrouded in shadows that towers above her. He grins down at her, but because is face is a skull, he doesn't seem to have much choice. His skeletal form is coated in a thick layer of grave dust, and his empty eye sockets seem to be endless soul devouring voids. WHO AM I? WHY I AM THE GRIM SWEEPER. DEATH. WHO ELSE COULD I BE?

A Really tall Janitor? Look, Death. I don’t plan on dying anytime soon. What’s happening is only a minor… setback.

MOST PEOPLE DON'T PLAN ON IT, BUT MOST DON'T HAVE MUCH OF A CHOICE. MY ADVICE IS TO ALWAYS BE READY. ANYWAYS, WHAT IS HAPPENING THEN?

…how do I put this? A kleptomaniac, bloodthirsty savage, and an arsonist in a pointy hat committed mass murder, and it just so happens that i very quickly start dying if those people are dead.

“That makes sense. Are you a hierarch or just a different form of LICH?”

*Isn’t this telepathy?*

*btw she’s an intoner, aka bard lich*

*This is for when you need to talk out of character*

“Oh. An intoner. A friend of mine might want to talk to you later. But for now, I’ve got to talk to sweeper. Speak to you later friend.”

Sylvan drags the sweeper away and sighs, “When will you stop being so edgy?”

WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY EDGY? I HAVE THE AROUND THE SAME AMOUNT OF EDGES AS YOU DO.

“Edgy is a modern form of saying dark and intense by my understanding.”

I SEE. WELL, I AM DEATH. HOW ELSE AM I SUPPOSED TO BE? IF I SHOWED UP AND TURNED OUT TO BE A SHORT GUY IN A BUNNY COSTUME, NO ONE WOULD EVEN BELIEVE THAT THEY HAD DIED. EVEN THOUGH YOU MAY NOT REALIZE IT, DEATH IS A MILESTONE IN PEOPLE'S EXISTENCE. PEOPLE WANT IT TO BE DRAMATIC.

“You do realize what you just said supports the philosophy of Frella, right?”

Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters

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The Door of the tavern swings open, and an old lady walks in. She is wearing a fine red dress and a scarlet cloak. She has green eyes and grey hair. She look quite pale, and exhausted. She also carried a lyre, as well as what seems to be a bag of holding. She sits down at a table. She seemed to be aging multiple years every few minutes.

Death approaches her, HELLO ALEXANDRIA. BY THE LOOKS OF IT, IF YOU KEEP AGING LIKE THAT I WILL HAVE TO GRAB MY BROOM SOON.

What the heck? Who are you?

She looks up at the being shrouded in shadows that towers above her. He grins down at her, but because is face is a skull, he doesn't seem to have much choice. His skeletal form is coated in a thick layer of grave dust, and his empty eye sockets seem to be endless soul devouring voids. WHO AM I? WHY I AM THE GRIM SWEEPER. DEATH. WHO ELSE COULD I BE?

A Really tall Janitor? Look, Death. I don’t plan on dying anytime soon. What’s happening is only a minor… setback.

MOST PEOPLE DON'T PLAN ON IT, BUT MOST DON'T HAVE MUCH OF A CHOICE. MY ADVICE IS TO ALWAYS BE READY. ANYWAYS, WHAT IS HAPPENING THEN?

…how do I put this? A kleptomaniac, bloodthirsty savage, and an arsonist in a pointy hat committed mass murder, and it just so happens that i very quickly start dying if those people are dead.

“That makes sense. Are you a hierarch or just a different form of LICH?”

*Isn’t this telepathy?*

*btw she’s an intoner, aka bard lich*

*This is for when you need to talk out of character*

“Oh. An intoner. A friend of mine might want to talk to you later. But for now, I’ve got to talk to sweeper. Speak to you later friend.”

Sylvan drags the sweeper away and sighs, “When will you stop being so edgy?”

WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY EDGY? I HAVE THE AROUND THE SAME AMOUNT OF EDGES AS YOU DO.

“Edgy is a modern form of saying dark and intense by my understanding.”

I SEE. WELL, I AM DEATH. HOW ELSE AM I SUPPOSED TO BE? IF I SHOWED UP AND TURNED OUT TO BE A SHORT GUY IN A BUNNY COSTUME, NO ONE WOULD EVEN BELIEVE THAT THEY HAD DIED. EVEN THOUGH YOU MAY NOT REALIZE IT, DEATH IS A MILESTONE IN PEOPLE'S EXISTENCE. PEOPLE WANT IT TO BE DRAMATIC.

“You do realize what you just said supports the philosophy of Frella, right?”

I CHOOSE HOW I WANT TO APPEAR, BASED ON HOW THE PEOPLE WANT ME TO APPEAR. I TRY TO MAKE THEIR DEATH ENJOYABLE. MOST PEOPLE WANT IT TO BE DRAMATIC, SO I HAVE CHOSEN TO TAKE ON THIS DRAMATIC FORM. I COULD TAKE ON ANY FORM I WISH, THE WHOLE SKELETAL SHAPE IS NOT OBLIGATORY, BUT IT ACTUALLY MAKES DEATH LESS TERRIFYING. IF THEY EXPECT ME TO APPEAR IN THE FORM OF A SKELETON, EVEN THOUGH IT IS FRIGHTENING, THEY ARE LESS FRIGHTENED THEN WHEN I APPEAR AS AN ELDRITCH HORROR. I HAVE HAD A LOT OF TIME TO EXPERIMENT SEEING AS HOW I AM ETERNAL. His permanent grin seems to widen.

Your life will be a horror or a glory
What part will you play in this wondrous story?
—> Harengon Lore <—> Competition of the Finest Brews <—> Extended Signature <—
Appreciator of all things Weird, Wondrous, and/or Yummy
I ain't a meat machine.
Currently Reading: Magician by Raymond Feist

#29386 Feb 20, 2023

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The Door of the tavern swings open, and an old lady walks in. She is wearing a fine red dress and a scarlet cloak. She has green eyes and grey hair. She look quite pale, and exhausted. She also carried a lyre, as well as what seems to be a bag of holding. She sits down at a table. She seemed to be aging multiple years every few minutes.

Death approaches her, HELLO ALEXANDRIA. BY THE LOOKS OF IT, IF YOU KEEP AGING LIKE THAT I WILL HAVE TO GRAB MY BROOM SOON.

What the heck? Who are you?

She looks up at the being shrouded in shadows that towers above her. He grins down at her, but because is face is a skull, he doesn't seem to have much choice. His skeletal form is coated in a thick layer of grave dust, and his empty eye sockets seem to be endless soul devouring voids. WHO AM I? WHY I AM THE GRIM SWEEPER. DEATH. WHO ELSE COULD I BE?

A Really tall Janitor? Look, Death. I don’t plan on dying anytime soon. What’s happening is only a minor… setback.

MOST PEOPLE DON'T PLAN ON IT, BUT MOST DON'T HAVE MUCH OF A CHOICE. MY ADVICE IS TO ALWAYS BE READY. ANYWAYS, WHAT IS HAPPENING THEN?

…how do I put this? A kleptomaniac, bloodthirsty savage, and an arsonist in a pointy hat committed mass murder, and it just so happens that i very quickly start dying if those people are dead.

“That makes sense. Are you a hierarch or just a different form of LICH?”

*Isn’t this telepathy?*

*btw she’s an intoner, aka bard lich*

*This is for when you need to talk out of character*

“Oh. An intoner. A friend of mine might want to talk to you later. But for now, I’ve got to talk to sweeper. Speak to you later friend.”

Sylvan drags the sweeper away and sighs, “When will you stop being so edgy?”

WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY EDGY? I HAVE THE AROUND THE SAME AMOUNT OF EDGES AS YOU DO.

“Edgy is a modern form of saying dark and intense by my understanding.”

I SEE. WELL, I AM DEATH. HOW ELSE AM I SUPPOSED TO BE? IF I SHOWED UP AND TURNED OUT TO BE A SHORT GUY IN A BUNNY COSTUME, NO ONE WOULD EVEN BELIEVE THAT THEY HAD DIED. EVEN THOUGH YOU MAY NOT REALIZE IT, DEATH IS A MILESTONE IN PEOPLE'S EXISTENCE. PEOPLE WANT IT TO BE DRAMATIC.

“You do realize what you just said supports the philosophy of Frella, right?”

I CHOOSE HOW I WANT TO APPEAR, BASED ON HOW THE PEOPLE WANT ME TO APPEAR. I TRY TO MAKE THEIR DEATH ENJOYABLE. MOST PEOPLE WANT IT TO BE DRAMATIC, SO I HAVE CHOSEN TO TAKE ON THIS DRAMATIC FORM. I COULD TAKE ON ANY FORM I WISH, THE WHOLE SKELETAL SHAPE IS NOT OBLIGATORY, BUT IT ACTUALLY MAKES DEATH LESS TERRIFYING. IF THEY EXPECT ME TO APPEAR IN THE FORM OF A SKELETON, EVEN THOUGH IT IS FRIGHTENING, THEY ARE LESS FRIGHTENED THEN WHEN I APPEAR AS AN ELDRITCH HORROR. I HAVE HAD A LOT OF TIME TO EXPERIMENT SEEING AS HOW I AM ETERNAL. His permanent grin seems to widen.

“For someone who doesn’t understand mortals, you do seem to know plenty on what they want. What form would you like to take, if your job wasn’t to guide the dead?”

Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters

I am The Grand Envisioner!

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The Door of the tavern swings open, and an old lady walks in. She is wearing a fine red dress and a scarlet cloak. She has green eyes and grey hair. She look quite pale, and exhausted. She also carried a lyre, as well as what seems to be a bag of holding. She sits down at a table. She seemed to be aging multiple years every few minutes.

Death approaches her, HELLO ALEXANDRIA. BY THE LOOKS OF IT, IF YOU KEEP AGING LIKE THAT I WILL HAVE TO GRAB MY BROOM SOON.

What the heck? Who are you?

She looks up at the being shrouded in shadows that towers above her. He grins down at her, but because is face is a skull, he doesn't seem to have much choice. His skeletal form is coated in a thick layer of grave dust, and his empty eye sockets seem to be endless soul devouring voids. WHO AM I? WHY I AM THE GRIM SWEEPER. DEATH. WHO ELSE COULD I BE?

A Really tall Janitor? Look, Death. I don’t plan on dying anytime soon. What’s happening is only a minor… setback.

MOST PEOPLE DON'T PLAN ON IT, BUT MOST DON'T HAVE MUCH OF A CHOICE. MY ADVICE IS TO ALWAYS BE READY. ANYWAYS, WHAT IS HAPPENING THEN?

…how do I put this? A kleptomaniac, bloodthirsty savage, and an arsonist in a pointy hat committed mass murder, and it just so happens that i very quickly start dying if those people are dead.

“That makes sense. Are you a hierarch or just a different form of LICH?”

*Isn’t this telepathy?*

*btw she’s an intoner, aka bard lich*

*This is for when you need to talk out of character*

“Oh. An intoner. A friend of mine might want to talk to you later. But for now, I’ve got to talk to sweeper. Speak to you later friend.”

Sylvan drags the sweeper away and sighs, “When will you stop being so edgy?”

WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY EDGY? I HAVE THE AROUND THE SAME AMOUNT OF EDGES AS YOU DO.

“Edgy is a modern form of saying dark and intense by my understanding.”

I SEE. WELL, I AM DEATH. HOW ELSE AM I SUPPOSED TO BE? IF I SHOWED UP AND TURNED OUT TO BE A SHORT GUY IN A BUNNY COSTUME, NO ONE WOULD EVEN BELIEVE THAT THEY HAD DIED. EVEN THOUGH YOU MAY NOT REALIZE IT, DEATH IS A MILESTONE IN PEOPLE'S EXISTENCE. PEOPLE WANT IT TO BE DRAMATIC.

“You do realize what you just said supports the philosophy of Frella, right?”

I CHOOSE HOW I WANT TO APPEAR, BASED ON HOW THE PEOPLE WANT ME TO APPEAR. I TRY TO MAKE THEIR DEATH ENJOYABLE. MOST PEOPLE WANT IT TO BE DRAMATIC, SO I HAVE CHOSEN TO TAKE ON THIS DRAMATIC FORM. I COULD TAKE ON ANY FORM I WISH, THE WHOLE SKELETAL SHAPE IS NOT OBLIGATORY, BUT IT ACTUALLY MAKES DEATH LESS TERRIFYING. IF THEY EXPECT ME TO APPEAR IN THE FORM OF A SKELETON, EVEN THOUGH IT IS FRIGHTENING, THEY ARE LESS FRIGHTENED THEN WHEN I APPEAR AS AN ELDRITCH HORROR. I HAVE HAD A LOT OF TIME TO EXPERIMENT SEEING AS HOW I AM ETERNAL. His permanent grin seems to widen.

“For someone who doesn’t understand mortals, you do seem to know plenty on what they want. What form would you like to take, if your job wasn’t to guide the dead?”

He ponders this question for a moment before answering, I HAVE WORN THIS FORM FOR SO LONG THAT IT FEELS NATURAL. IF I COULD CHANGE IT THEN I MIGHT INCORPORATE KITTENS IN SOME WAY.

Your life will be a horror or a glory
What part will you play in this wondrous story?
—> Harengon Lore <—> Competition of the Finest Brews <—> Extended Signature <—
Appreciator of all things Weird, Wondrous, and/or Yummy
I ain't a meat machine.
Currently Reading: Magician by Raymond Feist

#29388 Feb 20, 2023

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He ponders this question for a moment before answering, I HAVE WORN THIS FORM FOR SO LONG THAT IT FEELS NATURAL. IF I COULD CHANGE IT THEN I MIGHT INCORPORATE KITTENS IN SOME WAY.

“I would care to see your preferred form”

Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters

I am The Grand Envisioner!