Xan is sharpening his nails while sitting outside. He is wearing a see-through white blouse, black high waisted jeans, and combat boots.
Jack is pacing outside, grumbling to himself. The runes of his arms are flaring up, bright red and painful looking.
There is a rat. Just a rat. Sitting on a chair in the tavern. It's chilling.
Anastasius watches xan for a moment, seeming to want to go talk, but then apparently talking himself down from it, pulling the hood of his robes up a bit more as he flips through his spellbook
Kylar walks up to the rat, simply vibing, and watches it
Xan looks down at them and smiles, jumping down and landing lightly on his feet. "Hello there." He said and smiles warmly.
The rat makes rat noise and continues to vibe.
"O-oh, hello" the wizard says, a little startled but seeming to handle it well
She makes a noise at it aswell, sitting on the floor next to it
Xan chuckles and tilts his head to the side "What's your name?"
It crawls into her lap and becomes ratato.
"A-a-anastasius." He says, not used to talking to folks
She pats its head and vibes
Xan smiled warmly again and lowered his voice, making it softer. "It's okay. I can see you are a bit nervous with me. I can go away if you are uncomfortable."
It makes a chittering sound and explodes in a puff of confetti.
The fear and pain now has anger mixed in. GOD, YOU'RE JUST LIKE THE REST OF THEM. ME, ME, ME. YOU DON'T EVEN CONSIDER THAT SOMEONE WITHOUT A FUNCTIONAL BODY MIGHT JUST NEED SOME (GP)ING HELP NOW AND THEN, DO YOU?
26 (Magic Resistance)
your an abyssal creature that will soon begin to corrupt and twist the world around you. Why would I let you be?
*One higher than DC save* Ugh! How did you even get here?
Silence. You bastard. You rotten, worthless piece of meat. You're the one who tore my flesh off. Tell me, what could I have done to deserve this? What sin could someone without any ability to move or communicate commit? All I remember is being used to chop and hack and slash through hundreds, then being discarded, then being used again and again for thousands of years without having a say in anything. Someone had the good in their heart to let me out of the flaming pit I was stuck in, and you want to send me back there. Absolutely disgusting. Do what you will. Not like I can stop you.
You are a piece of the abyss. If you want to, I can bring you to the outlands or something, but if you stay here, you will start to corrupt the landscape, I can't allow that
Abyssal corruption only occurs when either one powerful demon or many, many weaker demons enter a plane. I'm a cleaver. Do I look like a powerful demon to you?
The fear and pain now has anger mixed in. GOD, YOU'RE JUST LIKE THE REST OF THEM. ME, ME, ME. YOU DON'T EVEN CONSIDER THAT SOMEONE WITHOUT A FUNCTIONAL BODY MIGHT JUST NEED SOME (GP)ING HELP NOW AND THEN, DO YOU?
26 (Magic Resistance)
your an abyssal creature that will soon begin to corrupt and twist the world around you. Why would I let you be?
*One higher than DC save* Ugh! How did you even get here?
Silence. You bastard. You rotten, worthless piece of meat. You're the one who tore my flesh off. Tell me, what could I have done to deserve this? What sin could someone without any ability to move or communicate commit? All I remember is being used to chop and hack and slash through hundreds, then being discarded, then being used again and again for thousands of years without having a say in anything. Someone had the good in their heart to let me out of the flaming pit I was stuck in, and you want to send me back there. Absolutely disgusting. Do what you will. Not like I can stop you.
You are a piece of the abyss. If you want to, I can bring you to the outlands or something, but if you stay here, you will start to corrupt the landscape, I can't allow that
Abyssal corruption only occurs when either one powerful demon or many, many weaker demons enter a plane. I'm a cleaver. Do I look like a powerful demon to you?
They shurg. Mmm... the abyss forms in many kinds
*Lie detection*
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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
Abyssal corruption only occurs when either one powerful demon or many, many weaker demons enter a plane. I'm a cleaver. Do I look like a powerful demon to you?
They shurg. Mmm... the abyss forms in many kinds
*Lie detection*
*It appears to be telling the truth, at leas the best that it knows*
Go ahead. I can't do anything. You hold allll the cards. Just once I'd like to be used for killing self-important (GP)s like you who think that I'm somehow a lesser being because I was created different.
Xan is sharpening his nails while sitting outside. He is wearing a see-through white blouse, black high waisted jeans, and combat boots.
Jack is pacing outside, grumbling to himself. The runes of his arms are flaring up, bright red and painful looking.
There is a rat. Just a rat. Sitting on a chair in the tavern. It's chilling.
Anastasius watches xan for a moment, seeming to want to go talk, but then apparently talking himself down from it, pulling the hood of his robes up a bit more as he flips through his spellbook
Kylar walks up to the rat, simply vibing, and watches it
Xan looks down at them and smiles, jumping down and landing lightly on his feet. "Hello there." He said and smiles warmly.
The rat makes rat noise and continues to vibe.
"O-oh, hello" the wizard says, a little startled but seeming to handle it well
She makes a noise at it aswell, sitting on the floor next to it
Xan chuckles and tilts his head to the side "What's your name?"
It crawls into her lap and becomes ratato.
"A-a-anastasius." He says, not used to talking to folks
She pats its head and vibes
Xan smiled warmly again and lowered his voice, making it softer. "It's okay. I can see you are a bit nervous with me. I can go away if you are uncomfortable."
It makes a chittering sound and explodes in a puff of confetti.
He quickly shakeshus head, "N-no, I'm just not used to... people l-likeyou talking to me" He says nervously, hoping that didn't come off as an insult
Xan grins and pulls out his hair stick. It glows and transforms into a dagger. He begins to chip at the bubble.
(Contest: 20)
After a few strikes it shatters. Sitting on the ground is Theren who is cradling his head. Two other versions of himself flicker around him, going in and out of his body.
Phoenix struggles to no avail.
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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.
Xan is sharpening his nails while sitting outside. He is wearing a see-through white blouse, black high waisted jeans, and combat boots.
Jack is pacing outside, grumbling to himself. The runes of his arms are flaring up, bright red and painful looking.
There is a rat. Just a rat. Sitting on a chair in the tavern. It's chilling.
Anastasius watches xan for a moment, seeming to want to go talk, but then apparently talking himself down from it, pulling the hood of his robes up a bit more as he flips through his spellbook
Kylar walks up to the rat, simply vibing, and watches it
Xan looks down at them and smiles, jumping down and landing lightly on his feet. "Hello there." He said and smiles warmly.
The rat makes rat noise and continues to vibe.
"O-oh, hello" the wizard says, a little startled but seeming to handle it well
She makes a noise at it aswell, sitting on the floor next to it
Xan chuckles and tilts his head to the side "What's your name?"
It crawls into her lap and becomes ratato.
"A-a-anastasius." He says, not used to talking to folks
She pats its head and vibes
Xan smiled warmly again and lowered his voice, making it softer. "It's okay. I can see you are a bit nervous with me. I can go away if you are uncomfortable."
It makes a chittering sound and explodes in a puff of confetti.
He quickly shakeshus head, "N-no, I'm just not used to... people l-likeyou talking to me" He says nervously, hoping that didn't come off as an insult
"HA, trauma."
"Is that bad?" He asked softly, appearing confused.
"wowee. trauma is fun. who are you?" A disembodied voice says.
Xan grins and pulls out his hair stick. It glows and transforms into a dagger. He begins to chip at the bubble.
(Contest: 20)
After a few strikes it shatters. Sitting on the ground is Theren who is cradling his head. Two other versions of himself flicker around him, going in and out of his body.
Phoenix struggles to no avail.
Xan raises an eyebrow and kneels down. "Hey there... I need you to come back to me.. You are alright... Come back to me please." Xan says softly.
Xan is sharpening his nails while sitting outside. He is wearing a see-through white blouse, black high waisted jeans, and combat boots.
Jack is pacing outside, grumbling to himself. The runes of his arms are flaring up, bright red and painful looking.
There is a rat. Just a rat. Sitting on a chair in the tavern. It's chilling.
Anastasius watches xan for a moment, seeming to want to go talk, but then apparently talking himself down from it, pulling the hood of his robes up a bit more as he flips through his spellbook
Kylar walks up to the rat, simply vibing, and watches it
Xan looks down at them and smiles, jumping down and landing lightly on his feet. "Hello there." He said and smiles warmly.
The rat makes rat noise and continues to vibe.
"O-oh, hello" the wizard says, a little startled but seeming to handle it well
She makes a noise at it aswell, sitting on the floor next to it
Xan chuckles and tilts his head to the side "What's your name?"
It crawls into her lap and becomes ratato.
"A-a-anastasius." He says, not used to talking to folks
She pats its head and vibes
Xan smiled warmly again and lowered his voice, making it softer. "It's okay. I can see you are a bit nervous with me. I can go away if you are uncomfortable."
It makes a chittering sound and explodes in a puff of confetti.
He quickly shakeshus head, "N-no, I'm just not used to... people l-likeyou talking to me" He says nervously, hoping that didn't come off as an insult
"HA, trauma."
"Is that bad?" He asked softly, appearing confused.
"wowee. trauma is fun. who are you?" A disembodied voice says.
He shakes his head, "n-no, you're just pretty" He says softly
Xan grins and pulls out his hair stick. It glows and transforms into a dagger. He begins to chip at the bubble.
(Contest: 20)
After a few strikes it shatters. Sitting on the ground is Theren who is cradling his head. Two other versions of himself flicker around him, going in and out of his body.
Phoenix struggles to no avail.
Xan raises an eyebrow and kneels down. "Hey there... I need you to come back to me.. You are alright... Come back to me please." Xan says softly.
Jack narrows his eyes and moves away.
Theren looks up and when he tries to speak multiple voices are heard. The words are so garbled its just gibberish.
Phoenix rubs his jaw, eyes clearing slightly.
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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.
Xan is sharpening his nails while sitting outside. He is wearing a see-through white blouse, black high waisted jeans, and combat boots.
Jack is pacing outside, grumbling to himself. The runes of his arms are flaring up, bright red and painful looking.
There is a rat. Just a rat. Sitting on a chair in the tavern. It's chilling.
Anastasius watches xan for a moment, seeming to want to go talk, but then apparently talking himself down from it, pulling the hood of his robes up a bit more as he flips through his spellbook
Kylar walks up to the rat, simply vibing, and watches it
Xan looks down at them and smiles, jumping down and landing lightly on his feet. "Hello there." He said and smiles warmly.
The rat makes rat noise and continues to vibe.
"O-oh, hello" the wizard says, a little startled but seeming to handle it well
She makes a noise at it aswell, sitting on the floor next to it
Xan chuckles and tilts his head to the side "What's your name?"
It crawls into her lap and becomes ratato.
"A-a-anastasius." He says, not used to talking to folks
She pats its head and vibes
Xan smiled warmly again and lowered his voice, making it softer. "It's okay. I can see you are a bit nervous with me. I can go away if you are uncomfortable."
It makes a chittering sound and explodes in a puff of confetti.
He quickly shakeshus head, "N-no, I'm just not used to... people l-likeyou talking to me" He says nervously, hoping that didn't come off as an insult
"HA, trauma."
"Is that bad?" He asked softly, appearing confused.
"wowee. trauma is fun. who are you?" A disembodied voice says.
He shakes his head, "n-no, you're just pretty" He says softly
"I'm Kylar," she says simply
Xan snorts and laughs. He regains his composure and beams "You made my day lovely. Thank you for that."
"Nice to meet ya Kylar. My name is Lawrence. Hope you like rattie. Its a form of mine!"
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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
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*Grumbling*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*CRAPPPPPPPPP*
They can feel a slight pain and anguish.
Phoenix drops down from the tree, his blue eyes out of focus. "Of course you are."
*Also think of whats going on with Phoenix as Buckys condition from Captain America and the Winter Soldier*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Xan smiled warmly again and lowered his voice, making it softer. "It's okay. I can see you are a bit nervous with me. I can go away if you are uncomfortable."
It makes a chittering sound and explodes in a puff of confetti.
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
Abyssal corruption only occurs when either one powerful demon or many, many weaker demons enter a plane. I'm a cleaver. Do I look like a powerful demon to you?
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
They shurg. Mmm... the abyss forms in many kinds
*Lie detection*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"I wasn't planning to." He said and smiled "rather interesting thing you are. A weapon made of flesh and sinew."
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
*GTG*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Xan chuckles and knocks again "Come on now lovely. I just want to help." the Incubus says.
Jackson teleports over and snarls, grabbing Phoenix by his jaw. His eyes flash fiery orange "I am your husband."
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
This time when he touches it the bubble cracks
Phoenix attempts to break free.
STR: 25
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*It appears to be telling the truth, at leas the best that it knows*
Go ahead. I can't do anything. You hold allll the cards. Just once I'd like to be used for killing self-important (GP)s like you who think that I'm somehow a lesser being because I was created different.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He quickly shakeshus head, "N-no, I'm just not used to... people l-likeyou talking to me" He says nervously, hoping that didn't come off as an insult
"HA, trauma."
Xan grins and pulls out his hair stick. It glows and transforms into a dagger. He begins to chip at the bubble.
(Contest: 18)
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
After a few strikes it shatters. Sitting on the ground is Theren who is cradling his head. Two other versions of himself flicker around him, going in and out of his body.
Phoenix struggles to no avail.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He detects a brief flash of rage from the cleaver. "I would prefer to be referred to as a living being," it says calmly.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Is that bad?" He asked softly, appearing confused.
"wowee. trauma is fun. who are you?" A disembodied voice says.
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
Xan raises an eyebrow and kneels down. "Hey there... I need you to come back to me.. You are alright... Come back to me please." Xan says softly.
Jack narrows his eyes and moves away.
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 shakes his head, "n-no, you're just pretty" He says softly
"I'm Kylar," she says simply
Theren looks up and when he tries to speak multiple voices are heard. The words are so garbled its just gibberish.
Phoenix rubs his jaw, eyes clearing slightly.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Of course," Jack said and tilted his head "How did this happen to you?"
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
Xan snorts and laughs. He regains his composure and beams "You made my day lovely. Thank you for that."
"Nice to meet ya Kylar. My name is Lawrence. Hope you like rattie. Its a form of mine!"
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