Stroth, standing on top of the tavern, her body rippling like things crawl under her skin. Spidery legs sprout from her body, her torso enlongating I'm with sickening pops and cracks as her spine begins to tear through her back with spikes. She bellows, her voice deafeningly loud "THOSE WHO WISH TO HURT SPARROW IN ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM. I SUGGEST YOU LEAVE NOW. IF YOU STICK AROUND, I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND DEVOUR YOUR CARCASS AND THEN YOUR FAMILIES BODIES."
What appears to be a shifter sniper on a roof nearby, who was aiming at her head immediately stands up. He must have been the one going after Sparrow for the past few days, putting holes in him. He puts the sniper rifle over his shoulder, picking up all of his supplies, and opens what appears to be a portal to hell, walking right through. Just noping out.
Sparrow walks outside to see Stroth like this, climbing onto the roof as quickly as he can. He immediately hugs them, trying to keep them from clawing themselves as he holds them tightly.
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
Stroth, standing on top of the tavern, her body rippling like things crawl under her skin. Spidery legs sprout from her body, her torso enlongating I'm with sickening pops and cracks as her spine begins to tear through her back with spikes. She bellows, her voice deafeningly loud "THOSE WHO WISH TO HURT SPARROW IN ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM. I SUGGEST YOU LEAVE NOW. IF YOU STICK AROUND, I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND DEVOUR YOUR CARCASS AND THEN YOUR FAMILIES BODIES."
Scott's body is shaking, butterflies crawling from his mouth, under his nails, out his nose, out of his eyes, and out of his ears. He screams in pain as blood runs down his cheeks and chin. He sobs, trying to claw his flesh apart to get rid of the parasites that infest him.
Tycho sits beside Scott. He's not sure how to help, he's no healer, but he does his best to try and help his friend
Stroth, standing on top of the tavern, her body rippling like things crawl under her skin. Spidery legs sprout from her body, her torso enlongating I'm with sickening pops and cracks as her spine begins to tear through her back with spikes. She bellows, her voice deafeningly loud "THOSE WHO WISH TO HURT SPARROW IN ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM. I SUGGEST YOU LEAVE NOW. IF YOU STICK AROUND, I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND DEVOUR YOUR CARCASS AND THEN YOUR FAMILIES BODIES."
What appears to be a shifter sniper on a roof nearby, who was aiming at her head immediately stands up. He must have been the one going after Sparrow for the past few days, putting holes in him. He puts the sniper rifle over his shoulder, picking up all of his supplies, and opens what appears to be a portal to hell, walking right through. Just noping out.
Sparrow walks outside to see Stroth like this, climbing onto the roof as quickly as he can. He immediately hugs them, trying to keep them from clawing themselves as he holds them tightly.
She struggles against him "I'll rip them all to shreds! I will make sure they never find solace in the afterlife!"
Stroth, standing on top of the tavern, her body rippling like things crawl under her skin. Spidery legs sprout from her body, her torso enlongating I'm with sickening pops and cracks as her spine begins to tear through her back with spikes. She bellows, her voice deafeningly loud "THOSE WHO WISH TO HURT SPARROW IN ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM. I SUGGEST YOU LEAVE NOW. IF YOU STICK AROUND, I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND DEVOUR YOUR CARCASS AND THEN YOUR FAMILIES BODIES."
Scott's body is shaking, butterflies crawling from his mouth, under his nails, out his nose, out of his eyes, and out of his ears. He screams in pain as blood runs down his cheeks and chin. He sobs, trying to claw his flesh apart to get rid of the parasites that infest him.
Tycho sits beside Scott. He's not sure how to help, he's no healer, but he does his best to try and help his friend
Scott scratches at his eyes, sobbing
He sighs, grabbing Scott's wrists gently but holding them firmly, "You're going to hurt yourself. Let me help" He says
Stroth, standing on top of the tavern, her body rippling like things crawl under her skin. Spidery legs sprout from her body, her torso enlongating I'm with sickening pops and cracks as her spine begins to tear through her back with spikes. She bellows, her voice deafeningly loud "THOSE WHO WISH TO HURT SPARROW IN ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM. I SUGGEST YOU LEAVE NOW. IF YOU STICK AROUND, I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND DEVOUR YOUR CARCASS AND THEN YOUR FAMILIES BODIES."
Scott's body is shaking, butterflies crawling from his mouth, under his nails, out his nose, out of his eyes, and out of his ears. He screams in pain as blood runs down his cheeks and chin. He sobs, trying to claw his flesh apart to get rid of the parasites that infest him.
Tycho sits beside Scott. He's not sure how to help, he's no healer, but he does his best to try and help his friend
Scott scratches at his eyes, sobbing
He sighs, grabbing Scott's wrists gently but holding them firmly, "You're going to hurt yourself. Let me help" He says
Medicine: 15 (had to roll physically,)
He is able to pluck some of the larvae and butterflies that are crawling from from him. Scott writhes a bit, curling up with knees to his chest.
Stroth, standing on top of the tavern, her body rippling like things crawl under her skin. Spidery legs sprout from her body, her torso enlongating I'm with sickening pops and cracks as her spine begins to tear through her back with spikes. She bellows, her voice deafeningly loud "THOSE WHO WISH TO HURT SPARROW IN ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM. I SUGGEST YOU LEAVE NOW. IF YOU STICK AROUND, I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND DEVOUR YOUR CARCASS AND THEN YOUR FAMILIES BODIES."
What appears to be a shifter sniper on a roof nearby, who was aiming at her head immediately stands up. He must have been the one going after Sparrow for the past few days, putting holes in him. He puts the sniper rifle over his shoulder, picking up all of his supplies, and opens what appears to be a portal to hell, walking right through. Just noping out.
Sparrow walks outside to see Stroth like this, climbing onto the roof as quickly as he can. He immediately hugs them, trying to keep them from clawing themselves as he holds them tightly.
She struggles against him "I'll rip them all to shreds! I will make sure they never find solace in the afterlife!"
He looks her in the eyes, rage in them, his teeth clinched "Can the woman I love PLEASE not make herself a target!" He holds her tightly, tears dripping from his face as he looks into her eyes "I ain't gonna lose you too. Please don't do this fer me."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Stroth, standing on top of the tavern, her body rippling like things crawl under her skin. Spidery legs sprout from her body, her torso enlongating I'm with sickening pops and cracks as her spine begins to tear through her back with spikes. She bellows, her voice deafeningly loud "THOSE WHO WISH TO HURT SPARROW IN ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM. I SUGGEST YOU LEAVE NOW. IF YOU STICK AROUND, I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND DEVOUR YOUR CARCASS AND THEN YOUR FAMILIES BODIES."
What appears to be a shifter sniper on a roof nearby, who was aiming at her head immediately stands up. He must have been the one going after Sparrow for the past few days, putting holes in him. He puts the sniper rifle over his shoulder, picking up all of his supplies, and opens what appears to be a portal to hell, walking right through. Just noping out.
Sparrow walks outside to see Stroth like this, climbing onto the roof as quickly as he can. He immediately hugs them, trying to keep them from clawing themselves as he holds them tightly.
She struggles against him "I'll rip them all to shreds! I will make sure they never find solace in the afterlife!"
He looks her in the eyes, rage in them, his teeth clinched "Can the woman I love PLEASE not make herself a target!" He holds her tightly, tears dripping from his face as he looks into her eyes "I ain't gonna lose you too. Please don't do this fer me."
She sighs, her body returning to normal "I cannot allow them to hurt you Sparrow. I have not felt love in awhile, not like this..."
Stroth, standing on top of the tavern, her body rippling like things crawl under her skin. Spidery legs sprout from her body, her torso enlongating I'm with sickening pops and cracks as her spine begins to tear through her back with spikes. She bellows, her voice deafeningly loud "THOSE WHO WISH TO HURT SPARROW IN ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM. I SUGGEST YOU LEAVE NOW. IF YOU STICK AROUND, I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND DEVOUR YOUR CARCASS AND THEN YOUR FAMILIES BODIES."
Scott's body is shaking, butterflies crawling from his mouth, under his nails, out his nose, out of his eyes, and out of his ears. He screams in pain as blood runs down his cheeks and chin. He sobs, trying to claw his flesh apart to get rid of the parasites that infest him.
Tycho sits beside Scott. He's not sure how to help, he's no healer, but he does his best to try and help his friend
Scott scratches at his eyes, sobbing
He sighs, grabbing Scott's wrists gently but holding them firmly, "You're going to hurt yourself. Let me help" He says
Medicine: 15 (had to roll physically,)
He is able to pluck some of the larvae and butterflies that are crawling from from him. Scott writhes a bit, curling up with knees to his chest.
He grumbles softly, rummaging through his bag. After a few moments he pulls out a scroll of lesser restoration and uses it, "If this works you owe me one..." he says softly
Stroth, standing on top of the tavern, her body rippling like things crawl under her skin. Spidery legs sprout from her body, her torso enlongating I'm with sickening pops and cracks as her spine begins to tear through her back with spikes. She bellows, her voice deafeningly loud "THOSE WHO WISH TO HURT SPARROW IN ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM. I SUGGEST YOU LEAVE NOW. IF YOU STICK AROUND, I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND DEVOUR YOUR CARCASS AND THEN YOUR FAMILIES BODIES."
What appears to be a shifter sniper on a roof nearby, who was aiming at her head immediately stands up. He must have been the one going after Sparrow for the past few days, putting holes in him. He puts the sniper rifle over his shoulder, picking up all of his supplies, and opens what appears to be a portal to hell, walking right through. Just noping out.
Sparrow walks outside to see Stroth like this, climbing onto the roof as quickly as he can. He immediately hugs them, trying to keep them from clawing themselves as he holds them tightly.
She struggles against him "I'll rip them all to shreds! I will make sure they never find solace in the afterlife!"
He looks her in the eyes, rage in them, his teeth clinched "Can the woman I love PLEASE not make herself a target!" He holds her tightly, tears dripping from his face as he looks into her eyes "I ain't gonna lose you too. Please don't do this fer me."
She sighs, her body returning to normal "I cannot allow them to hurt you Sparrow. I have not felt love in awhile, not like this..."
He holds her shoulders, his rage slowly dwindling as he looks at her "Neither have I. Everyone I've ever considered carin about has either died or stabbed me in the back, mainly both in the opposite order. Don't be selfish an get yourself hurt, I really do love you, enough to where losin you ain't an option." He sighs, "Even if ya stabbed me in the back, I don't care anymore. Maybe love's just made me blind, but if that's true, then I don't want to see."
*Making a Rare magic trident for Felix, but I don't know what properties to give it. He already has ludicrous support and defense, and the party has enough damage already, so it should be primarily utility or control.*
*Making a Rare magic trident for Felix, but I don't know what properties to give it. He already has ludicrous support and defense, and the party has enough damage already, so it should be primarily utility or control.*
*Making a Rare magic trident for Felix, but I don't know what properties to give it. He already has ludicrous support and defense, and the party has enough damage already, so it should be primarily utility or control.*
*I would recommend something that applies some kind of debuff effect or possibly something that casts some kind of wall spell or something similar to that. Maybe it can do water breathing or waterwalk. Just ideas.*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*hi luna :D*
What appears to be a shifter sniper on a roof nearby, who was aiming at her head immediately stands up. He must have been the one going after Sparrow for the past few days, putting holes in him. He puts the sniper rifle over his shoulder, picking up all of his supplies, and opens what appears to be a portal to hell, walking right through. Just noping out.
Sparrow walks outside to see Stroth like this, climbing onto the roof as quickly as he can. He immediately hugs them, trying to keep them from clawing themselves as he holds them tightly.
(how are you)
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
*pretty good, calm day so far*
*hbu :3*
Scott scratches at his eyes, sobbing
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
She struggles against him "I'll rip them all to shreds! I will make sure they never find solace in the afterlife!"
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 sighs, grabbing Scott's wrists gently but holding them firmly, "You're going to hurt yourself. Let me help" He says
Medicine: 15 (had to roll physically,)
He is able to pluck some of the larvae and butterflies that are crawling from from him. Scott writhes a bit, curling up with knees to his chest.
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 looks her in the eyes, rage in them, his teeth clinched "Can the woman I love PLEASE not make herself a target!" He holds her tightly, tears dripping from his face as he looks into her eyes "I ain't gonna lose you too. Please don't do this fer me."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
She sighs, her body returning to normal "I cannot allow them to hurt you Sparrow. I have not felt love in awhile, not like this..."
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 grumbles softly, rummaging through his bag. After a few moments he pulls out a scroll of lesser restoration and uses it, "If this works you owe me one..." he says softly
*I'm heading to bed, I'm exhausted. I'll see y'all tomorrow.*
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
*sleep well wendi!*
He holds her shoulders, his rage slowly dwindling as he looks at her "Neither have I. Everyone I've ever considered carin about has either died or stabbed me in the back, mainly both in the opposite order. Don't be selfish an get yourself hurt, I really do love you, enough to where losin you ain't an option." He sighs, "Even if ya stabbed me in the back, I don't care anymore. Maybe love's just made me blind, but if that's true, then I don't want to see."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Making a Rare magic trident for Felix, but I don't know what properties to give it. He already has ludicrous support and defense, and the party has enough damage already, so it should be primarily utility or control.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Welcome back.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*oof, that's sucks. Have ya tried some warm milk or tea?*
*what can Felix do?*
*I would recommend something that applies some kind of debuff effect or possibly something that casts some kind of wall spell or something similar to that. Maybe it can do water breathing or waterwalk. Just ideas.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)