Her spirit narrows her eyes "I did not live this long to suddenly allow all on my area..."
Muttering from the Council. "We find that a reasonable complaint. Addendum. Any being that rejects or abuses your hospitality may be barred from your lands for as long as you wish. They will be unable to enter your domain for as long as you wish. You cannot ban a creature from its own home, however, even if it falls on your lands."
"About as strong as a teenager, actually. But not too fast. Great little friends. When they stop working, they tend to collapse back into ash. Natural ones are better, but it's better that they stay away from the Demon Pit."
"Well, I find that these little creatures are adorable. It is unfortunate they stop working and cease to exist. I imagine people would be willing to pay a pretty coin for one of these as a pet." She said and snuggles one despite how tiny it is with a content smile.
"I give them away for free, along with a note with their names so you can resummon them. I also give out care guides on the same notes. They tend to strike if they don't like you. Anyway, we give away bento boxes with these things in them. They help a lot with reconstruction efforts. I own Third Seal, that big food-delivery company. I've been trying to use those resources to help people in need. Thus the bento boxes."
"Interesting, I cannot say I've heard of it. Forgive me, I haven't been down from the mountain in awhile, times seem to have changed." She begins to take the beads out of her hair, setting them down in a straight line. She lets her hair fall and begins to braid little strands, taking it part by part, rebraiding the beads back in.
Her spirit narrows her eyes "I did not live this long to suddenly allow all on my area..."
Muttering from the Council. "We find that a reasonable complaint. Addendum. Any being that rejects or abuses your hospitality may be barred from your lands for as long as you wish. They will be unable to enter your domain for as long as you wish. You cannot ban a creature from its own home, however, even if it falls on your lands."
*Oh, Wendi, this might be important.*
*Crikey, I'm so sorry for not responding to that.*
She bares her teeth but does not bite back "... You would need to talk to someone for me..."
Muttering from the Council. "We find that a reasonable complaint. Addendum. Any being that rejects or abuses your hospitality may be barred from your lands for as long as you wish. They will be unable to enter your domain for as long as you wish. You cannot ban a creature from its own home, however, even if it falls on your lands."
*Oh, Wendi, this might be important.*
*Crikey, I'm so sorry for not responding to that.*
She bares her teeth but does not bite back "... You would need to talk to someone for me..."
*All good*
"Forgive our informality, but it's now or never. You've got something tugging at your soul, and even the Gourmet Council is daunted by it. Please, make a decision. An uncertain afterlife in the hands of whatever created the Blight, or offer assistance to travelers who have the capability to enter your lands."
Muttering from the Council. "We find that a reasonable complaint. Addendum. Any being that rejects or abuses your hospitality may be barred from your lands for as long as you wish. They will be unable to enter your domain for as long as you wish. You cannot ban a creature from its own home, however, even if it falls on your lands."
*Oh, Wendi, this might be important.*
*Crikey, I'm so sorry for not responding to that.*
She bares her teeth but does not bite back "... You would need to talk to someone for me..."
*All good*
"Forgive our informality, but it's now or never. You've got something tugging at your soul, and even the Gourmet Council is daunted by it. Please, make a decision. An uncertain afterlife in the hands of whatever created the Blight, or offer assistance to travelers who have the capability to enter your lands."
"I do not care if my soul is ripped from my body or not." She says, her tone serious "You will get me Oswald Grouper and he will decide."
"Forgive our informality, but it's now or never. You've got something tugging at your soul, and even the Gourmet Council is daunted by it. Please, make a decision. An uncertain afterlife in the hands of whatever created the Blight, or offer assistance to travelers who have the capability to enter your lands."
"I do not care if my soul is ripped from my body or not." She says, her tone serious "You will get me Oswald Grouper and he will decide."
"We will send a spirit to summon him."
There is a distant gunshot.
"It appears we do not need to."
A hellfire engine laced with angelic steel and adamant rolls up. "The (GP) is this (GP)? I've been trying to keep it from getting to the rest of the forest, but it keeps climbing up my walls. You, little man. Put her soul back in her body already, damnit."
"She must agree to uphold her part of the deal."
Oswald growls. "...what?"
"She must-"
"You don't get to play with lives like that! DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?"
"The Council-"
"Of Archfey? No. You're the Gourmet Council, and you know for a fact that her soul is Groupered. No one is allowed to collect or trade it."
"What?"
"She has a sliver of my soul in her."
"She what?"
"Give her soul back, or I'll burn down every damn tavern on this continent."
"We... understand. We weren't aware of this fact."
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Felix fidgets with his fat paws. "Hey, you think the Blight is edible?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
*Oh, Wendi, this might be important.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
"Interesting, I cannot say I've heard of it. Forgive me, I haven't been down from the mountain in awhile, times seem to have changed." She begins to take the beads out of her hair, setting them down in a straight line. She lets her hair fall and begins to braid little strands, taking it part by part, rebraiding the beads back in.
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Alan Wake 2 answers the question of “What is art” by saying “Art is whatever the big evil lake likes”.
“If you don’t value your life.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Crikey, I'm so sorry for not responding to that.*
She bares her teeth but does not bite back "... You would need to talk to someone for me..."
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Alan Wake 2 answers the question of “What is art” by saying “Art is whatever the big evil lake likes”.
*All good*
"Forgive our informality, but it's now or never. You've got something tugging at your soul, and even the Gourmet Council is daunted by it. Please, make a decision. An uncertain afterlife in the hands of whatever created the Blight, or offer assistance to travelers who have the capability to enter your lands."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
"I can remove its malevolence with my Gourmet Holy Water. But you're right. It's too dangerous to try."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
"I do not care if my soul is ripped from my body or not." She says, her tone serious "You will get me Oswald Grouper and he will decide."
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Alan Wake 2 answers the question of “What is art” by saying “Art is whatever the big evil lake likes”.
“Yeah. Though what do you think it tastes like?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*hey guys, I need to go to bed now.*
*Love y'all*
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Alan Wake 2 answers the question of “What is art” by saying “Art is whatever the big evil lake likes”.
*goodnight! :3*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"We will send a spirit to summon him."
There is a distant gunshot.
"It appears we do not need to."
A hellfire engine laced with angelic steel and adamant rolls up. "The (GP) is this (GP)? I've been trying to keep it from getting to the rest of the forest, but it keeps climbing up my walls. You, little man. Put her soul back in her body already, damnit."
"She must agree to uphold her part of the deal."
Oswald growls. "...what?"
"She must-"
"You don't get to play with lives like that! DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?"
"The Council-"
"Of Archfey? No. You're the Gourmet Council, and you know for a fact that her soul is Groupered. No one is allowed to collect or trade it."
"What?"
"She has a sliver of my soul in her."
"She what?"
"Give her soul back, or I'll burn down every damn tavern on this continent."
"We... understand. We weren't aware of this fact."
"Bull(GP). NOW."
"Yes sir."
Yuri has her soul back for free.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
*gtg, goodnight!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
*so long!*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*aaaand now it’s just me…*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Huggles are nice*
*Night wendi, sleep well!*
*hey alaric*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*howdy howdy*
*back from hoco*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat or share a fun fact or two. Yeah, i'm ace
Hey there, just wanted to say I'm a sensitive little sad bean. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. (if you understand that you get a cookie)
Drummer has dubbed me Crafter of Constellations.