The chef looks at Brand and Kinsley with a smile and offers each of them an item from the platter.
It is piled high with treats of all kinds: Chocolate-filled croissants, bear claws, candies, nuts, cupcakes, danishes, fizzy drinks, treats from other planes of existence, anything you can think of.
"And it's all free!" Says the cook with a grin.
Brand shakes his head "No but you can answer my question, why do your tattoos spell out that your trouble?" He said and stood up, towering 6'4.
"Trouble?" His grin briefly turns into a grimace. "I mean no trouble, my good sir! All I want is to share my talents! These tattoos are from when I was very, very young, and I had no say in the matter. I'm sorry if you don't like my selection, I can make something special for you if you would like!"
The chef looks at Brand and Kinsley with a smile and offers each of them an item from the platter.
It is piled high with treats of all kinds: Chocolate-filled croissants, bear claws, candies, nuts, cupcakes, danishes, fizzy drinks, treats from other planes of existence, anything you can think of.
"And it's all free!" Says the cook with a grin.
"I'm allergic to chocolate."
He whips around to look at Kinsley. "Oh, my poor dear! What a terrible affliction! Luckily, I've got just the thing!" He reaches into his coat pocket and removes a disc covered wrapped in white cloth. He opens it and reveals a beautifully frosted sugar cookie. "It's all I have at the moment that wasn't in contact with the chocolate on the platter. I'll whip up something special for you if you'd like."
The chef looks at Brand and Kinsley with a smile and offers each of them an item from the platter.
It is piled high with treats of all kinds: Chocolate-filled croissants, bear claws, candies, nuts, cupcakes, danishes, fizzy drinks, treats from other planes of existence, anything you can think of.
"And it's all free!" Says the cook with a grin.
Brand shakes his head "No but you can answer my question, why do your tattoos spell out that your trouble?" He said and stood up, towering 6'4.
"Trouble?" His grin briefly turns into a grimace. "I mean no trouble, my good sir! All I want is to share my talents! These tattoos are from when I was very, very young, and I had no say in the matter. I'm sorry if you don't like my selection, I can make something special for you if you would like!"
The chef looks at Brand and Kinsley with a smile and offers each of them an item from the platter.
It is piled high with treats of all kinds: Chocolate-filled croissants, bear claws, candies, nuts, cupcakes, danishes, fizzy drinks, treats from other planes of existence, anything you can think of.
"And it's all free!" Says the cook with a grin.
"I'm allergic to chocolate."
He whips around to look at Kinsley. "Oh, my poor dear! What a terrible affliction! Luckily, I've got just the thing!" He reaches into his coat pocket and removes a disc covered wrapped in white cloth. He opens it and reveals a beautifully frosted sugar cookie. "It's all I have at the moment that wasn't in contact with the chocolate on the platter. I'll whip up something special for you if you'd like."
Brand snarls "I don't trust ya" he says and pulls out his dagger. "All I hear in your words are lies"
"No. I won't." He said and tilted his head, A growl in the back of his throat as the brand on his chest glows a bit. "Tell why your here and I won't make your life a living (gp) for the next few hours until your dead"
"No. I won't." He said and tilted his head, A growl in the back of his throat as the brand on his chest glows a bit. "Tell why your here and I won't make your life a living (gp) for the next few hours until your dead"
"I've already told you why I'm here, Brand. To share my talents."
"No. I won't." He said and tilted his head, A growl in the back of his throat as the brand on his chest glows a bit. "Tell why your here and I won't make your life a living (gp) for the next few hours until your dead"
"I've already told you why I'm here, Brand. To share my talents."
Brand snarls again "your tattoos say other wise buddy"
"No. I won't." He said and tilted his head, A growl in the back of his throat as the brand on his chest glows a bit. "Tell why your here and I won't make your life a living (gp) for the next few hours until your dead"
"I've already told you why I'm here, Brand. To share my talents."
Brand snarls again "your tattoos say other wise buddy"
"No. I won't." He said and tilted his head, A growl in the back of his throat as the brand on his chest glows a bit. "Tell why your here and I won't make your life a living (gp) for the next few hours until your dead"
"I've already told you why I'm here, Brand. To share my talents."
Brand snarls again "your tattoos say other wise buddy"
"No. I won't." He said and tilted his head, A growl in the back of his throat as the brand on his chest glows a bit. "Tell why your here and I won't make your life a living (gp) for the next few hours until your dead"
"I've already told you why I'm here, Brand. To share my talents."
Brand snarls again "your tattoos say other wise buddy"
"You never asked what my talents were, Brand."
"Like I care right now"
"If you think I'm lying, then... how did you say it? 'Make my life a living (gp) for the next few hours until I'm dead?' I'm not afraid. I've already seen it."
I've been watching how your eyes move to the ground And I hear you change your story every time that I'm around You can tell me what you want, say what you will But I'm done with you, I'm done with what you say you think is real
I've been watching how your eyes move to the ground And I hear you change your story every time that I'm around You can tell me what you want, say what you will But I'm done with you, I'm done with what you say you think is real
"Trouble?" His grin briefly turns into a grimace. "I mean no trouble, my good sir! All I want is to share my talents! These tattoos are from when I was very, very young, and I had no say in the matter. I'm sorry if you don't like my selection, I can make something special for you if you would like!"
He whips around to look at Kinsley. "Oh, my poor dear! What a terrible affliction! Luckily, I've got just the thing!" He reaches into his coat pocket and removes a disc covered wrapped in white cloth. He opens it and reveals a beautifully frosted sugar cookie. "It's all I have at the moment that wasn't in contact with the chocolate on the platter. I'll whip up something special for you if you'd like."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Brand snarls "I don't trust ya" he says and pulls out his dagger. "All I hear in your words are lies"
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
The chef stops smiling. "Put that thing away."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"No. I won't." He said and tilted his head, A growl in the back of his throat as the brand on his chest glows a bit. "Tell why your here and I won't make your life a living (gp) for the next few hours until your dead"
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
"I've already told you why I'm here, Brand. To share my talents."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Hallo people!*
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
Brand snarls again "your tattoos say other wise buddy"
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
"You never asked what my talents were, Brand."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Like I care right now"
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
*Heres what my characters are doing*
Jason is drinking something out of a canteen
Vivian falls out of the rafters, landing on the floor
-open slot-
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"If you think I'm lying, then... how did you say it? 'Make my life a living (gp) for the next few hours until I'm dead?' I'm not afraid. I've already seen it."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*yolo, have a cold, feel like GP*
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
*Sounds like it sucks. Hope you feel better soon.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Very slow eh?*
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
*Yeah. There haven't been more than 9 people on here for most of the day, and most of them don't post.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Yeah, its the weekend.*
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
(Hello again)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I've been watching how your eyes move to the ground
And I hear you change your story every time that I'm around
You can tell me what you want, say what you will
But I'm done with you, I'm done with what you say you think is real
*Hi arcadium*
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
(How are you)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I've been watching how your eyes move to the ground
And I hear you change your story every time that I'm around
You can tell me what you want, say what you will
But I'm done with you, I'm done with what you say you think is real
*Meh, doing decent. Going through the white palace in hollow knight*
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND