Lord's Rest Inn

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(You want to rp wendigo)

 *Sure :D*

Xan is looking for Isaac

 Isaac is in town looking through old machines at an antique shop

 Xan peaks in, running over, literally pushing someone aside and tackles him 

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 *Fearful*

 *Also Jason’s familiars are world ending leeches, what is described as reality assassin, and an actual child of the grim reaper. So.*

 *Bejeezums.*

*I don't think he would be allowed to use most of those... but anyway, I'm very much hoping that he doesn't just kill everyone I love like Saitama whenever someone talks about power scaling.*

*You know, for some reason I'm reminded of how I love low-powered protagonists. One of my favorites has the be the Stranger from Darkwood. He's got like no redeeming qualities, but you can't help but love him as he mass-murders his way through the Woods and evolves into a wood-eating Polish scarecrow demon with a flamethrower.*

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 *Fearful*

 *Also Jason’s familiars are world ending leeches, what is described as reality assassin, and an actual child of the grim reaper. So.*

 *Bejeezums.*

*I don't think he would be allowed to use most of those... but anyway, I'm very much hoping that he doesn't just kill everyone I love like Saitama whenever someone talks about power scaling.*

*You know, for some reason I'm reminded of how I love low-powered protagonists. One of my favorites has the be the Stranger from Darkwood. He's got like no redeeming qualities, but you can't help but love him as he mass-murders his way through the Woods and evolves into a wood-eating Polish scarecrow demon with a flamethrower.*

 *Dont worry, Jason isn’t as strong as you would think by the things he has at his disposal. I love weak characters because things like Guts have some of the greatest stories of all time.*

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*Does anyone want to role play? If so here, if you want someone else say so.*

The Leper is sitting alone atop a hill, looking into the distance with a thousand yard stare, his giant broken blade resting in his lap. The white lilies on his belt fluttering in the light breeze. He has taken off his mask, simply taking this moment of peace.

The Abomination is wandering around town, trying their best to stay as far away from the other people as possible, their chains rattling against the ground.

The Crusader is at the tavern, sitting outside of it, sharpening his holy blade, humming a long forgotten war song to himself as he does so.

The Highwayman is using his stolen goods to afford himself a meal and drink at the tavern, not taking his mask down until he begins eating in a dark corner of said tavern.

The Graverobber has changed out of their 'work' clothes and is walking around town, looking to expend some of the riches they stole on lavish things.

The Jester is standing atop the wagon he arrived in, cackling as he plays a beautiful, almost entrancing melody, the notes seeming to float in the air as he plays.

The Bounty Hunter is walking through town to the tavern to turn in his bounty, who is currently trying to escape but is unfortunately stuck in a black body bag.

 The Houndmaster is sitting outside of the tavern with his dog, Bernard. He's just cleaning him because he's seemed to have gotten some blood on his fur.

 The Hellion is sharpening her halberd alone in the woods and redoing her war paint, as some of it is growing dull.

 *One more time. Anybody up for it?*

 *Sure. Honeywhisker will annoy her new friend again.*

Honey is looking for Paul and Ezizah, holding a necklace in her paws.

 *Yay.*

 Paul is sitting near the tavern, although far enough to not scare anyone. He’s eating a grilled cheese sandwich while sitting in a corner.

 She runs over, fixing her large sweater, and smiling. A quick check of her fur, her tail, her outfit, and she is by his side, handing him the necklace. It's made skillfully of yellow and amber crystal beads, bronze bead spacers, and wood beads. "Here, this is for you both!"

 At first they flinch, holding their arms, which allows her to see bruises that weren’t there earlier that day. They take the necklace, looking at them, their eyes full of appreciation, although little recognition “Thank you, but what do you mean you both? Actually who are you?” He then gets some recognition “You gave me tea, but I don’t remember much after that.”

 She smiles "My name is Honeywhisker, this is for you guys!" She chirps happily.

 They look to the necklace “What is this for? Does it do anything or it is simply a gift, because it is very kind.”

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*Good morning folks*

 *Is evening Pacific Sider*

 *Yeeeeeee*

 *I'm turning you into a French croissant gently.*

 *Oh non! je deviens un croissant !*

 *Mwhahahahahahahha*

 *[bread noises]*

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*Does anyone want to role play? If so here, if you want someone else say so.*

The Leper is sitting alone atop a hill, looking into the distance with a thousand yard stare, his giant broken blade resting in his lap. The white lilies on his belt fluttering in the light breeze. He has taken off his mask, simply taking this moment of peace.

The Abomination is wandering around town, trying their best to stay as far away from the other people as possible, their chains rattling against the ground.

The Crusader is at the tavern, sitting outside of it, sharpening his holy blade, humming a long forgotten war song to himself as he does so.

The Highwayman is using his stolen goods to afford himself a meal and drink at the tavern, not taking his mask down until he begins eating in a dark corner of said tavern.

The Graverobber has changed out of their 'work' clothes and is walking around town, looking to expend some of the riches they stole on lavish things.

The Jester is standing atop the wagon he arrived in, cackling as he plays a beautiful, almost entrancing melody, the notes seeming to float in the air as he plays.

The Bounty Hunter is walking through town to the tavern to turn in his bounty, who is currently trying to escape but is unfortunately stuck in a black body bag.

 The Houndmaster is sitting outside of the tavern with his dog, Bernard. He's just cleaning him because he's seemed to have gotten some blood on his fur.

 The Hellion is sharpening her halberd alone in the woods and redoing her war paint, as some of it is growing dull.

 *One more time. Anybody up for it?*

 *Sure. Honeywhisker will annoy her new friend again.*

Honey is looking for Paul and Ezizah, holding a necklace in her paws.

 *Yay.*

 Paul is sitting near the tavern, although far enough to not scare anyone. He’s eating a grilled cheese sandwich while sitting in a corner.

 She runs over, fixing her large sweater, and smiling. A quick check of her fur, her tail, her outfit, and she is by his side, handing him the necklace. It's made skillfully of yellow and amber crystal beads, bronze bead spacers, and wood beads. "Here, this is for you both!"

 At first they flinch, holding their arms, which allows her to see bruises that weren’t there earlier that day. They take the necklace, looking at them, their eyes full of appreciation, although little recognition “Thank you, but what do you mean you both? Actually who are you?” He then gets some recognition “You gave me tea, but I don’t remember much after that.”

 She smiles "My name is Honeywhisker, this is for you guys!" She chirps happily.

 They look to the necklace “What is this for? Does it do anything or it is simply a gift, because it is very kind.”