From the depths of the sea, a rather strange figures walks from beneath the waves and on to land. They wears a divers helmet with a singular dirty window to see out of, a diving suit made from plates of crusty, barnacle covered bronze, and a tank on their back with the faded words of "PRESSURIZED GAS. DO NOT GET NEAR HEAT SOURCE". It appears to have a net, a trident, and a spear snapped to the back of the canister.
The being drags a large, snake-like fish by the tail on to the land and sets it down. The fish writhes violently, protesting to being on land, before finally dying of its wounds that are cut deep in its sides.
Theren looks over. "What in the bloody hells."
The figure looks up at the noise and watches Theren before waving quietly. It pulls out a dagger from a hidden sheath between the plate metal and begins to hit the fish.
From the depths of the sea, a rather strange figures walks from beneath the waves and on to land. They wears a divers helmet with a singular dirty window to see out of, a diving suit made from plates of crusty, barnacle covered bronze, and a tank on their back with the faded words of "PRESSURIZED GAS. DO NOT GET NEAR HEAT SOURCE". It appears to have a net, a trident, and a spear snapped to the back of the canister.
The being drags a large, snake-like fish by the tail on to the land and sets it down. The fish writhes violently, protesting to being on land, before finally dying of its wounds that are cut deep in its sides.
Theren looks over. "What in the bloody hells."
The figure looks up at the noise and watches Theren before waving quietly. It pulls out a dagger from a hidden sheath between the plate metal and begins to hit the fish.
Throden-Ihtros looks on with hunger and confusion. "Your not the shipment of meat for the kitchen, are you?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
From the depths of the sea, a rather strange figures walks from beneath the waves and on to land. They wears a divers helmet with a singular dirty window to see out of, a diving suit made from plates of crusty, barnacle covered bronze, and a tank on their back with the faded words of "PRESSURIZED GAS. DO NOT GET NEAR HEAT SOURCE". It appears to have a net, a trident, and a spear snapped to the back of the canister.
The being drags a large, snake-like fish by the tail on to the land and sets it down. The fish writhes violently, protesting to being on land, before finally dying of its wounds that are cut deep in its sides.
Theren looks over. "What in the bloody hells."
The figure looks up at the noise and watches Theren before waving quietly. It pulls out a dagger from a hidden sheath between the plate metal and begins to hit the fish.
Theren waves back. "Everything ok?
*Hey wendigo if its not to much of a both can yeh check the thing abt PJ and TL*
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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.
Yossele signs :you okay?:
insert dramatic dies irea "I guess all is fair in war" The Goliath says before shifting to a halfling again and dusting themselvs off.
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He nods and signs back. :Mostly, just tired.:
Theren nods. "So what spurred the idea of a snowball fight?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(I don't have any characters lol)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*oh--*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*yeah...*
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*Want help makin one?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(yes)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
:Why?: They reply, tilting their head in curiousity
"You said that's your favorite winter activity." They explain, simply
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*ok, send me a pm and lets get to it!!*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
:I dunno, just am.: he signs, yawning
"Right right." he says with a smile
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
:Don't mortals sleep?:
"What's got you smiling?" they ask, picking themselves up, and drawing in the snow
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
The figure looks up at the noise and watches Theren before waving quietly. It pulls out a dagger from a hidden sheath between the plate metal and begins to hit the fish.
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
:Yes, we do.:
"Nothin."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Throden-Ihtros looks on with hunger and confusion. "Your not the shipment of meat for the kitchen, are you?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Theren waves back. "Everything ok?
*Hey wendigo if its not to much of a both can yeh check the thing abt PJ and TL*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
:So sleep?:
*Planetar lie detection check*
"Really?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
:Yeah, do you guys have a place?:
*Theren is lying*
"Sure."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
:This is tavern, right?:
"Nah, you are lying, and do not think I cannot tell." They respond, shaking their head in mock disgust
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
:Theres a tavern nearby?:
"crap." he mumbles. "Forgot about that. Well its just good to see ya again my friend."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
:This is the Lord's Rest: They sign out
"That promotion is coming in handy. Do not have to deal with no lies or untruths." They state, proudly
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now