'Nah, nah, nothing of the sort. Ya see, I live down there. Then again, funny ya should say that. I make a decent living off of the bodies of the dead that get dumped down there. The gang men loot them as best they can, but they always miss something. Hey, I got this vest I'm wearing off of a dead guy. Think it suits me, ya agree?'
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'Nah, nah, nothing of the sort. Ya see, I live down there. Then again, funny ya should say that. I make a decent living off of the bodies of the dead that get dumped down there. The gang men loot them as best they can, but they always miss something. Hey, I got this vest I'm wearing off of a dead guy. Think it suits me, ya agree?'
Ribriya stoops, now rather interested. “You say routine killings occur in this town? That might explain the sheer number of restless spirits I’ve encountered…”
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'Hah, yeah, there are more than a few. Which sucks for them, but at least it does me well.' He gives a crooked smile, and holds out his filthy hand for Ribriya to shake. 'The name's Flint, by the way'
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'Hah, yeah, there are more than a few. Which sucks for them, but at least it does me well.' He gives a crooked smile, and holds out his filthy hand for Ribriya to shake. 'The name's Flint, by the way'
She hesitates for a split second, but shakes his hand. “What happens to these bodies once you loot them? Are there carrion crawlers down here?”
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'Not that I've ever seen, nah. The rats have the dead guys once I'm done with them. They like that, and they like me for giving the dead guys to them.'
*gtg*
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'Not that I've ever seen, nah. The rats have the dead guys once I'm done with them. They like that, and they like me for giving the dead guys to them.'
*gtg*
*bye*
“Well that could be worse. You don’t want something like a giant, possessed rat king forming down there. I haven’t seen it in my life, but I’ve read of a couple times in which it happened.”
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Sorry, gtg now, tomorrow maybe?
Tomorrow maybe.
Anyone here to rp?
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Me
A half-elf is climbing out of a sewer grate, lugging a sack of random items
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He hears a voice. "Whatcha got there?"
'Just some stuff I found around my home. A couple rags, some empty potion bottles, a shiny metal button. Ya wanna buy any of it?'
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*yo*
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*Yo bro.*
*hi!*
A slender young half-elf scuttles out of a sewer grate in the town square, a smile on his grimy face
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*pennywise be like*
Ribriya, who was leaving town, looks down and suddenly notices him. “Are you alright?”
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'Hah, yeah, I'm doing great! Why wouldn't I be? Are you ok?'
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“You seem like you were the victim of attempted gang execution. And I’m fine.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
'Nah, nah, nothing of the sort. Ya see, I live down there. Then again, funny ya should say that. I make a decent living off of the bodies of the dead that get dumped down there. The gang men loot them as best they can, but they always miss something. Hey, I got this vest I'm wearing off of a dead guy. Think it suits me, ya agree?'
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Ribriya stoops, now rather interested. “You say routine killings occur in this town? That might explain the sheer number of restless spirits I’ve encountered…”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
'Hah, yeah, there are more than a few. Which sucks for them, but at least it does me well.' He gives a crooked smile, and holds out his filthy hand for Ribriya to shake. 'The name's Flint, by the way'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
She hesitates for a split second, but shakes his hand. “What happens to these bodies once you loot them? Are there carrion crawlers down here?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
'Not that I've ever seen, nah. The rats have the dead guys once I'm done with them. They like that, and they like me for giving the dead guys to them.'
*gtg*
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*bye*
“Well that could be worse. You don’t want something like a giant, possessed rat king forming down there. I haven’t seen it in my life, but I’ve read of a couple times in which it happened.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.