Theren is happily sitting in his garden, admiring his plants.
Leo is reinstalling Festus's head.
Phoenix is outside practicing his sharpshooting.
Apollon is wandering the woods with a bloody spear.
Hearthstone is shopping in the town square.
A man in a grey and green pinstriped suit and fedora leans against the short fence, his grin wide, revealing black, mirror-like teeth. "Those are some fine plants! You got anything in mind for em'?"
He comes across what looks to be a shadow in blue pajamas with stars on them. They are very dramatic-looking, like some sort of anime wizard or something. The shadow is sitting on a log, apparently asleep.
"Nah. Just keepin a garden for my mental health." he says with a smile
A man in a grey and green pinstriped suit and fedora leans against the short fence, his grin wide, revealing black, mirror-like teeth. "Those are some fine plants! You got anything in mind for em'?"
He comes across what looks to be a shadow in blue pajamas with stars on them. They are very dramatic-looking, like some sort of anime wizard or something. The shadow is sitting on a log, apparently asleep.
"Nah. Just keepin a garden for my mental health." he says with a smile
He pokes the wizard with the butt of the spear
"That's a great reason to keep a garden. I tried to keep one myself, but it turned out I'm better at cooking the plants than growing them. My nature is..." he waves a hand and giggles. "...unfortunately corruptive toward things like small plants and creatures."
He lifts his head, his nightcap dangling in front of where his face would be. "You're Apollon, right? I remember you. I was your first victory. Do you remember me?"
A man in a grey and green pinstriped suit and fedora leans against the short fence, his grin wide, revealing black, mirror-like teeth. "Those are some fine plants! You got anything in mind for em'?"
He comes across what looks to be a shadow in blue pajamas with stars on them. They are very dramatic-looking, like some sort of anime wizard or something. The shadow is sitting on a log, apparently asleep.
"Nah. Just keepin a garden for my mental health." he says with a smile
He pokes the wizard with the butt of the spear
"That's a great reason to keep a garden. I tried to keep one myself, but it turned out I'm better at cooking the plants than growing them. My nature is..." he waves a hand and giggles. "...unfortunately corruptive toward things like small plants and creatures."
He lifts his head, his nightcap dangling in front of where his face would be. "You're Apollon, right? I remember you. I was your first victory. Do you remember me?"
"Ah...well i wont have you tend to my garden then."
"That's a great reason to keep a garden. I tried to keep one myself, but it turned out I'm better at cooking the plants than growing them. My nature is..." he waves a hand and giggles. "...unfortunately corruptive toward things like small plants and creatures."
He lifts his head, his nightcap dangling in front of where his face would be. "You're Apollon, right? I remember you. I was your first victory. Do you remember me?"
"Ah...well i wont have you tend to my garden then."
"No. I dont." he says, tilting his head.
"I sure hope not!" He laughs. He holds out a completely average hand. "Sytosc, high critic of earth. Nice ta' meetcha!"
The shadow gets up. "Ah. Most think I'm just a dream or a figment of their imagination when they grow up. But I'm the Boogeyman. I'm the first little, insignificant thing each child beats. A preparation for the real world's problems, you know. You thrashed me good last time I met. You stumped me with a trivia question, I think, then snuck behind me and... well, I didn't see it, but it hurt."
"That's a great reason to keep a garden. I tried to keep one myself, but it turned out I'm better at cooking the plants than growing them. My nature is..." he waves a hand and giggles. "...unfortunately corruptive toward things like small plants and creatures."
He lifts his head, his nightcap dangling in front of where his face would be. "You're Apollon, right? I remember you. I was your first victory. Do you remember me?"
"Ah...well i wont have you tend to my garden then."
"No. I dont." he says, tilting his head.
"I sure hope not!" He laughs. He holds out a completely average hand. "Sytosc, high critic of earth. Nice ta' meetcha!"
The shadow gets up. "Ah. Most think I'm just a dream or a figment of their imagination when they grow up. But I'm the Boogeyman. I'm the first little, insignificant thing each child beats. A preparation for the real world's problems, you know. You thrashed me good last time I met. You stumped me with a trivia question, I think, then snuck behind me and... well, I didn't see it, but it hurt."
Theren shakes his hand. "Theren, Theren Dotsk."
Apollon smiles. "Ah yes, i remember now. It was with fathers old blade."
"I sure hope not!" He laughs. He holds out a completely average hand. "Sytosc, high critic of earth. Nice ta' meetcha!"
The shadow gets up. "Ah. Most think I'm just a dream or a figment of their imagination when they grow up. But I'm the Boogeyman. I'm the first little, insignificant thing each child beats. A preparation for the real world's problems, you know. You thrashed me good last time I met. You stumped me with a trivia question, I think, then snuck behind me and... well, I didn't see it, but it hurt."
Theren shakes his hand. "Theren, Theren Dotsk."
Apollon smiles. "Ah yes, i remember now. It was with fathers old blade."
"Oh! I remember hearing legends of you! Happy to finally meet you in person! You're a little different than I expected."
"With a weapon like that, how could I not die?" He laughs, a sound like an undulating, howling wind. "You were always talented. I haven't checked up on you for a while. How's it going?"
"I sure hope not!" He laughs. He holds out a completely average hand. "Sytosc, high critic of earth. Nice ta' meetcha!"
The shadow gets up. "Ah. Most think I'm just a dream or a figment of their imagination when they grow up. But I'm the Boogeyman. I'm the first little, insignificant thing each child beats. A preparation for the real world's problems, you know. You thrashed me good last time I met. You stumped me with a trivia question, I think, then snuck behind me and... well, I didn't see it, but it hurt."
Theren shakes his hand. "Theren, Theren Dotsk."
Apollon smiles. "Ah yes, i remember now. It was with fathers old blade."
"Oh! I remember hearing legends of you! Happy to finally meet you in person! You're a little different than I expected."
"With a weapon like that, how could I not die?" He laughs, a sound like an undulating, howling wind. "You were always talented. I haven't checked up on you for a while. How's it going?"
"Different how? And legends? Whaddya mean?"
"Fine. I've been hunting gods and kings as of late."
*Okay, I am feeling a bit better. Here are characters.*
Yuri is outside, regrowing a large part of the forest that has been chopped down and destroyed. She hums to herself as she does, fey magic seeming to turn physical and float around her in the form of squirrels.
Donn is outside, smoking. He is whittling a stick of yew wood into a wand while his golden pipe hangs out of his mouth.
Gigli and his assistant are copying records of patients into their filing cabinets for later assessment.
"Oh! I remember hearing legends of you! Happy to finally meet you in person! You're a little different than I expected."
"With a weapon like that, how could I not die?" He laughs, a sound like an undulating, howling wind. "You were always talented. I haven't checked up on you for a while. How's it going?"
"Different how? And legends? Whaddya mean?"
"Fine. I've been hunting gods and kings as of late."
"They're not big legends, but you've affected some people while out adventuring in the past. I imagined you as this intimidating ranger who killed gods or something like that. But those are just stories. I've been everywhere, and it's nice to meet someone else who's well-traveled, especially since you're casual enough to have a garden of all things."
"Ooh. Is there a particular reason?" He's shockingly calm, as though Apollon was talking about the weather.
*Okay, I am feeling a bit better. Here are characters.*
Yuri is outside, regrowing a large part of the forest that has been chopped down and destroyed. She hums to herself as she does, fey magic seeming to turn physical and float around her in the form of squirrels.
Donn is outside, smoking. He is whittling a stick of yew wood into a wand while his golden pipe hangs out of his mouth.
Gigli and his assistant are copying records of patients into their filing cabinets for later assessment.
"Oh! I remember hearing legends of you! Happy to finally meet you in person! You're a little different than I expected."
"With a weapon like that, how could I not die?" He laughs, a sound like an undulating, howling wind. "You were always talented. I haven't checked up on you for a while. How's it going?"
"Different how? And legends? Whaddya mean?"
"Fine. I've been hunting gods and kings as of late."
"They're not big legends, but you've affected some people while out adventuring in the past. I imagined you as this intimidating ranger who killed gods or something like that. But those are just stories. I've been everywhere, and it's nice to meet someone else who's well-traveled, especially since you're casual enough to have a garden of all things."
"Ooh. Is there a particular reason?" He's shockingly calm, as though Apollon was talking about the weather.
Theren chuckles, his eyes downcast. "Yeah. Not my proudest days. I assume the stories are bad?"
*Okay, I am feeling a bit better. Here are characters.*
Yuri is outside, regrowing a large part of the forest that has been chopped down and destroyed. She hums to herself as she does, fey magic seeming to turn physical and float around her in the form of squirrels.
Donn is outside, smoking. He is whittling a stick of yew wood into a wand while his golden pipe hangs out of his mouth.
Gigli and his assistant are copying records of patients into their filing cabinets for later assessment.
*Okay, I am feeling a bit better. Here are characters.*
Yuri is outside, regrowing a large part of the forest that has been chopped down and destroyed. She hums to herself as she does, fey magic seeming to turn physical and float around her in the form of squirrels.
Donn is outside, smoking. He is whittling a stick of yew wood into a wand while his golden pipe hangs out of his mouth.
Gigli and his assistant are copying records of patients into their filing cabinets for later assessment.
Theren watches from nearby, hands in his pockets
Yuri narrows her eyes at him "Yes?"
"Why is your magic turning into squirrels? I don't seem to remember it doing that."
*Okay, I am feeling a bit better. Here are characters.*
Yuri is outside, regrowing a large part of the forest that has been chopped down and destroyed. She hums to herself as she does, fey magic seeming to turn physical and float around her in the form of squirrels.
Donn is outside, smoking. He is whittling a stick of yew wood into a wand while his golden pipe hangs out of his mouth.
Gigli and his assistant are copying records of patients into their filing cabinets for later assessment.
Theren watches from nearby, hands in his pockets
Yuri narrows her eyes at him "Yes?"
"Why is your magic turning into squirrels? I don't seem to remember it doing that."
"It takes whatever shape it feels like. It's isn't bound to mortal whims." She replied.
*Okay, I am feeling a bit better. Here are characters.*
Yuri is outside, regrowing a large part of the forest that has been chopped down and destroyed. She hums to herself as she does, fey magic seeming to turn physical and float around her in the form of squirrels.
Donn is outside, smoking. He is whittling a stick of yew wood into a wand while his golden pipe hangs out of his mouth.
Gigli and his assistant are copying records of patients into their filing cabinets for later assessment.
Theren watches from nearby, hands in his pockets
Yuri narrows her eyes at him "Yes?"
"Why is your magic turning into squirrels? I don't seem to remember it doing that."
"It takes whatever shape it feels like. It's isn't bound to mortal whims." She replied.
"huh...." theren ponders on this. "How've you been though Yuri?"
*Okay, I am feeling a bit better. Here are characters.*
Yuri is outside, regrowing a large part of the forest that has been chopped down and destroyed. She hums to herself as she does, fey magic seeming to turn physical and float around her in the form of squirrels.
Donn is outside, smoking. He is whittling a stick of yew wood into a wand while his golden pipe hangs out of his mouth.
Gigli and his assistant are copying records of patients into their filing cabinets for later assessment.
Theren watches from nearby, hands in his pockets
Yuri narrows her eyes at him "Yes?"
"Why is your magic turning into squirrels? I don't seem to remember it doing that."
"It takes whatever shape it feels like. It's isn't bound to mortal whims." She replied.
"huh...." theren ponders on this. "How've you been though Yuri?"
"I was buried, I slept for months, and then I was awoken again. About as fine as a bird swallowing plastic..." She grumbled.
*Okay, I am feeling a bit better. Here are characters.*
Yuri is outside, regrowing a large part of the forest that has been chopped down and destroyed. She hums to herself as she does, fey magic seeming to turn physical and float around her in the form of squirrels.
Donn is outside, smoking. He is whittling a stick of yew wood into a wand while his golden pipe hangs out of his mouth.
Gigli and his assistant are copying records of patients into their filing cabinets for later assessment.
Theren watches from nearby, hands in his pockets
Yuri narrows her eyes at him "Yes?"
"Why is your magic turning into squirrels? I don't seem to remember it doing that."
"It takes whatever shape it feels like. It's isn't bound to mortal whims." She replied.
"huh...." theren ponders on this. "How've you been though Yuri?"
"I was buried, I slept for months, and then I was awoken again. About as fine as a bird swallowing plastic..." She grumbled.
Theren smiles. "Always the way with words." he says, digging his fingers in the dirt and lending some magic to help the regrowth
*Okay, I am feeling a bit better. Here are characters.*
Yuri is outside, regrowing a large part of the forest that has been chopped down and destroyed. She hums to herself as she does, fey magic seeming to turn physical and float around her in the form of squirrels.
Donn is outside, smoking. He is whittling a stick of yew wood into a wand while his golden pipe hangs out of his mouth.
Gigli and his assistant are copying records of patients into their filing cabinets for later assessment.
Theren watches from nearby, hands in his pockets
Yuri narrows her eyes at him "Yes?"
"Why is your magic turning into squirrels? I don't seem to remember it doing that."
"It takes whatever shape it feels like. It's isn't bound to mortal whims." She replied.
"huh...." theren ponders on this. "How've you been though Yuri?"
"I was buried, I slept for months, and then I was awoken again. About as fine as a bird swallowing plastic..." She grumbled.
Theren smiles. "Always the way with words." he says, digging his fingers in the dirt and lending some magic to help the regrowth
She snorts "You assume I am weak and that I need your power Theren Dotsk, I assure you have not lost my luster."
*Okay, I am feeling a bit better. Here are characters.*
Yuri is outside, regrowing a large part of the forest that has been chopped down and destroyed. She hums to herself as she does, fey magic seeming to turn physical and float around her in the form of squirrels.
Donn is outside, smoking. He is whittling a stick of yew wood into a wand while his golden pipe hangs out of his mouth.
Gigli and his assistant are copying records of patients into their filing cabinets for later assessment.
Theren watches from nearby, hands in his pockets
Yuri narrows her eyes at him "Yes?"
"Why is your magic turning into squirrels? I don't seem to remember it doing that."
"It takes whatever shape it feels like. It's isn't bound to mortal whims." She replied.
"huh...." theren ponders on this. "How've you been though Yuri?"
"I was buried, I slept for months, and then I was awoken again. About as fine as a bird swallowing plastic..." She grumbled.
Theren smiles. "Always the way with words." he says, digging his fingers in the dirt and lending some magic to help the regrowth
She snorts "You assume I am weak and that I need your power Theren Dotsk, I assure you have not lost my luster."
"I dont think your weak or have lost your luster Yuri." he says evenly. "Just want to help regrow the woods is all."
*Okay, I am feeling a bit better. Here are characters.*
Yuri is outside, regrowing a large part of the forest that has been chopped down and destroyed. She hums to herself as she does, fey magic seeming to turn physical and float around her in the form of squirrels.
Donn is outside, smoking. He is whittling a stick of yew wood into a wand while his golden pipe hangs out of his mouth.
Gigli and his assistant are copying records of patients into their filing cabinets for later assessment.
Theren watches from nearby, hands in his pockets
Yuri narrows her eyes at him "Yes?"
"Why is your magic turning into squirrels? I don't seem to remember it doing that."
"It takes whatever shape it feels like. It's isn't bound to mortal whims." She replied.
"huh...." theren ponders on this. "How've you been though Yuri?"
"I was buried, I slept for months, and then I was awoken again. About as fine as a bird swallowing plastic..." She grumbled.
Theren smiles. "Always the way with words." he says, digging his fingers in the dirt and lending some magic to help the regrowth
She snorts "You assume I am weak and that I need your power Theren Dotsk, I assure you have not lost my luster."
"I dont think your weak or have lost your luster Yuri." he says evenly. "Just want to help regrow the woods is all."
She sighs and nods "Fine." She gestures for him to join her.
"Nah. Just keepin a garden for my mental health." he says with a smile
He pokes the wizard with the butt of the spear
You cannot kill what cannot be killed
"That's a great reason to keep a garden. I tried to keep one myself, but it turned out I'm better at cooking the plants than growing them. My nature is..." he waves a hand and giggles. "...unfortunately corruptive toward things like small plants and creatures."
He lifts his head, his nightcap dangling in front of where his face would be. "You're Apollon, right? I remember you. I was your first victory. Do you remember me?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
"Ah...well i wont have you tend to my garden then."
"No. I dont." he says, tilting his head.
You cannot kill what cannot be killed
"I sure hope not!" He laughs. He holds out a completely average hand. "Sytosc, high critic of earth. Nice ta' meetcha!"
The shadow gets up. "Ah. Most think I'm just a dream or a figment of their imagination when they grow up. But I'm the Boogeyman. I'm the first little, insignificant thing each child beats. A preparation for the real world's problems, you know. You thrashed me good last time I met. You stumped me with a trivia question, I think, then snuck behind me and... well, I didn't see it, but it hurt."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Theren shakes his hand. "Theren, Theren Dotsk."
Apollon smiles. "Ah yes, i remember now. It was with fathers old blade."
You cannot kill what cannot be killed
"Oh! I remember hearing legends of you! Happy to finally meet you in person! You're a little different than I expected."
"With a weapon like that, how could I not die?" He laughs, a sound like an undulating, howling wind. "You were always talented. I haven't checked up on you for a while. How's it going?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
"Different how? And legends? Whaddya mean?"
"Fine. I've been hunting gods and kings as of late."
You cannot kill what cannot be killed
*Okay, I am feeling a bit better. Here are characters.*
Yuri is outside, regrowing a large part of the forest that has been chopped down and destroyed. She hums to herself as she does, fey magic seeming to turn physical and float around her in the form of squirrels.
Donn is outside, smoking. He is whittling a stick of yew wood into a wand while his golden pipe hangs out of his mouth.
Gigli and his assistant are copying records of patients into their filing cabinets for later assessment.
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Alan Wake 2 answers the question of “What is art” by saying “Art is whatever the big evil lake likes”.
"They're not big legends, but you've affected some people while out adventuring in the past. I imagined you as this intimidating ranger who killed gods or something like that. But those are just stories. I've been everywhere, and it's nice to meet someone else who's well-traveled, especially since you're casual enough to have a garden of all things."
"Ooh. Is there a particular reason?" He's shockingly calm, as though Apollon was talking about the weather.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Theren watches from nearby, hands in his pockets
You cannot kill what cannot be killed
Theren chuckles, his eyes downcast. "Yeah. Not my proudest days. I assume the stories are bad?"
"No. Just justice being served old friend."
You cannot kill what cannot be killed
Yuri narrows her eyes at him "Yes?"
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Alan Wake 2 answers the question of “What is art” by saying “Art is whatever the big evil lake likes”.
"Why is your magic turning into squirrels? I don't seem to remember it doing that."
You cannot kill what cannot be killed
"It takes whatever shape it feels like. It's isn't bound to mortal whims." She replied.
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Alan Wake 2 answers the question of “What is art” by saying “Art is whatever the big evil lake likes”.
"huh...." theren ponders on this. "How've you been though Yuri?"
You cannot kill what cannot be killed
"I was buried, I slept for months, and then I was awoken again. About as fine as a bird swallowing plastic..." She grumbled.
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Alan Wake 2 answers the question of “What is art” by saying “Art is whatever the big evil lake likes”.
Theren smiles. "Always the way with words." he says, digging his fingers in the dirt and lending some magic to help the regrowth
You cannot kill what cannot be killed
She snorts "You assume I am weak and that I need your power Theren Dotsk, I assure you have not lost my luster."
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Alan Wake 2 answers the question of “What is art” by saying “Art is whatever the big evil lake likes”.
"I dont think your weak or have lost your luster Yuri." he says evenly. "Just want to help regrow the woods is all."
You cannot kill what cannot be killed
She sighs and nods "Fine." She gestures for him to join her.
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Alan Wake 2 answers the question of “What is art” by saying “Art is whatever the big evil lake likes”.