"How long were you waiting for me?" She says, inspecting the walls of the hut.
"Ehhh, about ten to twenty minutes hon." She chuckles "Got enough food to feed the village!"
"Momma, why do you always make so much food?" She says, holding her head in her paw
*She truly believes somehow this woman is her mother, she's gullible..*
*XD*
"Because honey, we need it to be big and strong. Plus, there is nothing wrong with making to much. We can use it for leftovers or hand it out to the others who don't have a meal."
Traitor is sitting on the roof of the Inn, deep in thought.
KK is working on a large canvas, visibly unhappy about something. It's unclear what exactly the painting is meant to depict, but whatever it is, it is being painted in shades of riven red.
The Seer is lurking in her cave.
Isaac knocks on the door
There is a few seconds of silence, before KK moves to open the door. "Oh, hi Isaac."
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
Traitor is sitting on the roof of the Inn, deep in thought.
KK is working on a large canvas, visibly unhappy about something. It's unclear what exactly the painting is meant to depict, but whatever it is, it is being painted in shades of riven red.
The Seer is lurking in her cave.
Isaac knocks on the door
There is a few seconds of silence, before KK moves to open the door. "Oh, hi Isaac."
"how are you doing?"
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
"Well, unfortunately, I cannot taste a thing. Nothing on your part, my tongue simply doesn't work well." He places his hands in his pockets "Perhaps try some other tongues and get a variety of answers?"
"Ichigo... Akisawa... I am the... Last living body.."
He nods, standing up to his full colossal height "I should probably take that advice to heart. I don't believe we have met before, Ragnerious, grandson of Ragnaris. Nice to meet you."
"L-last... living... body?" They tilt their head, playing with the lion.
"Ah.. the Dragon Lord, I have heard of him." He nods "I am William Giordano. Head Chef and proprietor of The Red Plate."
He nods "Last of.. my kind."
“Happy to hear grandad’s reputation reaches even you. Happy we can be acquainted William, do you mind if I call you William? Would you prefer Mr.Giordano?”
They lower their head “M-must… be… lonely.”
"William is fine. What the customers call, what everyone calls me. Consider it offered to you as well." He shrugs.
"Sometimes.. but I have.. friends.. here."
He chuckles deeply, smiling “Happy to hear that, I would be right to assume this is your establishment?” He says, tapping the wall softly.
They tilt their head, confused “Friends? W-what is friends?”
"How long were you waiting for me?" She says, inspecting the walls of the hut.
"Ehhh, about ten to twenty minutes hon." She chuckles "Got enough food to feed the village!"
"Momma, why do you always make so much food?" She says, holding her head in her paw
*She truly believes somehow this woman is her mother, she's gullible..*
*XD*
"Because honey, we need it to be big and strong. Plus, there is nothing wrong with making to much. We can use it for leftovers or hand it out to the others who don't have a meal."
She cant find anything wrong with this, or a way to argue against it, so she nods softly. "Okay, Mom.."
She sits down across from her, one of the hellhounds trying to snatch from food from the table "You okay honey?" She asks, concerned.
"Well, unfortunately, I cannot taste a thing. Nothing on your part, my tongue simply doesn't work well." He places his hands in his pockets "Perhaps try some other tongues and get a variety of answers?"
"Ichigo... Akisawa... I am the... Last living body.."
He nods, standing up to his full colossal height "I should probably take that advice to heart. I don't believe we have met before, Ragnerious, grandson of Ragnaris. Nice to meet you."
"L-last... living... body?" They tilt their head, playing with the lion.
"Ah.. the Dragon Lord, I have heard of him." He nods "I am William Giordano. Head Chef and proprietor of The Red Plate."
He nods "Last of.. my kind."
“Happy to hear grandad’s reputation reaches even you. Happy we can be acquainted William, do you mind if I call you William? Would you prefer Mr.Giordano?”
They lower their head “M-must… be… lonely.”
"William is fine. What the customers call, what everyone calls me. Consider it offered to you as well." He shrugs.
"Sometimes.. but I have.. friends.. here."
He chuckles deeply, smiling “Happy to hear that, I would be right to assume this is your establishment?” He says, tapping the wall softly.
They tilt their head, confused “Friends? W-what is friends?”
"It is. Made it myself, raised it myself, hell.. I'll die in it." He chuckles.
Traitor is sitting on the roof of the Inn, deep in thought.
KK is working on a large canvas, visibly unhappy about something. It's unclear what exactly the painting is meant to depict, but whatever it is, it is being painted in shades of riven red.
The Seer is lurking in her cave.
Isaac knocks on the door
There is a few seconds of silence, before KK moves to open the door. "Oh, hi Isaac."
"how are you doing?"
"Honestly? I don't even know anymore. A lot has happened. You?"
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"How long were you waiting for me?" She says, inspecting the walls of the hut.
"Ehhh, about ten to twenty minutes hon." She chuckles "Got enough food to feed the village!"
"Momma, why do you always make so much food?" She says, holding her head in her paw
*She truly believes somehow this woman is her mother, she's gullible..*
*XD*
"Because honey, we need it to be big and strong. Plus, there is nothing wrong with making to much. We can use it for leftovers or hand it out to the others who don't have a meal."
She cant find anything wrong with this, or a way to argue against it, so she nods softly. "Okay, Mom.."
She sits down across from her, one of the hellhounds trying to snatch from food from the table "You okay honey?" She asks, concerned.
"No, I'm fine." She says before taking a moment to hiss at the dogs. "I just.... this is overwhelming, I gotta go...." She says, pushing her chair away from the table.
Okigaro nods and sighs "Okay honey... Know that I love you okay?" She smiles and pets the hellhounds head.
Isaac is slumped against a tree with his jacket partially on fire. Pieces of partially melted metal are strewn about the area with some a good distance away
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
Traitor is sitting on the roof of the Inn, deep in thought.
KK is working on a large canvas, visibly unhappy about something. It's unclear what exactly the painting is meant to depict, but whatever it is, it is being painted in shades of riven red.
The Seer is lurking in her cave.
Isaac knocks on the door
There is a few seconds of silence, before KK moves to open the door. "Oh, hi Isaac."
"how are you doing?"
"Honestly? I don't even know anymore. A lot has happened. You?"
He shrugs "what happened?"
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
*XD*
"Because honey, we need it to be big and strong. Plus, there is nothing wrong with making to much. We can use it for leftovers or hand it out to the others who don't have a meal."
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
There is a few seconds of silence, before KK moves to open the door. "Oh, hi Isaac."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*I use oils, the tablets, gummies, and actual rolls. Helps with my neck pains, my back, my ankles, my migraines, and just helps me to relax.*
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
He closes his eyes, going to sleep with a smile.
He stops, raising an eyebrow “Obviously, do you think I’m interested in you? Do people not give compliments around here?” He says, tilting his head.
He smiles, picking them up and hugging them tight “You are strong, and you’ll only get stronger.”
They hear an explosion in the woods
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
"how are you doing?"
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
He chuckles deeply, smiling “Happy to hear that, I would be right to assume this is your establishment?” He says, tapping the wall softly.
They tilt their head, confused “Friends? W-what is friends?”
She sits down across from her, one of the hellhounds trying to snatch from food from the table "You okay honey?" She asks, concerned.
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
He jumps up, teleporting to the sound.
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
"It is. Made it myself, raised it myself, hell.. I'll die in it." He chuckles.
"Friends... People you can.. trust in "
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
"Honestly? I don't even know anymore. A lot has happened. You?"
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Okigaro nods and sighs "Okay honey... Know that I love you okay?" She smiles and pets the hellhounds head.
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
Isaac is slumped against a tree with his jacket partially on fire. Pieces of partially melted metal are strewn about the area with some a good distance away
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
He shrugs "what happened?"
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
“Don’t worry about it, you’re pretty, it makes sense to think I’m trying to flirt with you. Your boyfriend must be lucky.” He chuckles
He puts them back to the ground, beaming “Sil will see that side of you, and they probably already do.”