*Sorry everyone, I’m back. Hope I didn’t miss anything. How is everyone?*
*Pretty good overall*
*Happy to hear that.*
*So since Damian is still staying in the tavern, what should Mauric do, given that his charge is so much more minor?*
*He’s probably safe to go back to his life, no one would spend their time going after him. Mauric is perfectly safe.*
*good because he’s so fun to roleplay with and i’d hate to lose him. anyway, how are you holding up? Enjoying our latest, greatest, most American excuse to indulge our collective gluttony?*
*I would never make you lose a character you love. Today is pretty good, love hanging out with my family, even if I’m not very social.*
*Sorry everyone, I’m back. Hope I didn’t miss anything. How is everyone?*
*Doing good, just finished dinner with the fam*
*Same, it was a fantastic meal, hope yours was just as good or better.*
*It was. I’m pretty simple. Turkey, mash potatoes, and stuffing all the way for me. Though the bread crumb covered mac and cheese was good surprise this year.*
*Ag, love the thanksgiving bread, it’s just the best.*
"You twist the umbrella's handle and it comes out. I never had to repair or maintain the thing despite its relatively heavy use, so it must be pretty sturdy." It leaves grooves in her gauntlets where she gripped it hard enough. The mix of sharpness, hardness, and durability to do that would have to be nearly absolute. However, it seems to be relatively dull now. Even the faces are gone.
"No, not really. I'm just the guy who shoots the Spectres. Speaking of which, I'll be here if you need me. I get paid by the soul, so I perform exterminations for free."
“Huh. Hope nothing unexpected comes out when I melt it down…” She chuckles nervously.
“Aight.” Vitroze stumbles down the road into the inn.
He replies with his own, more confident chuckle "Ah, I doubt that would happen. Any souls that could theoretically be trapped in there would know not to mess with anyone who's doing something for me."
*Okay I sorta forgot who this character is*
“…’kay.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Sorry everyone, I’m back. Hope I didn’t miss anything. How is everyone?*
*Pretty good overall*
*Happy to hear that.*
*So since Damian is still staying in the tavern, what should Mauric do, given that his charge is so much more minor?*
*He’s probably safe to go back to his life, no one would spend their time going after him. Mauric is perfectly safe.*
*good because he’s so fun to roleplay with and i’d hate to lose him. anyway, how are you holding up? Enjoying our latest, greatest, most American excuse to indulge our collective gluttony?*
*I would never make you lose a character you love. Today is pretty good, love hanging out with my family, even if I’m not very social.*
*Sounds awesome. Glad you’re enjoying the holiday*
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Sorry everyone, I’m back. Hope I didn’t miss anything. How is everyone?*
*Pretty good overall*
*Happy to hear that.*
*So since Damian is still staying in the tavern, what should Mauric do, given that his charge is so much more minor?*
*He’s probably safe to go back to his life, no one would spend their time going after him. Mauric is perfectly safe.*
*good because he’s so fun to roleplay with and i’d hate to lose him. anyway, how are you holding up? Enjoying our latest, greatest, most American excuse to indulge our collective gluttony?*
*I would never make you lose a character you love. Today is pretty good, love hanging out with my family, even if I’m not very social.*
*Sounds awesome. Glad you’re enjoying the holiday*
*Hope yours is going just as well, wanna rp or something of the like.*
*Sorry everyone, I’m back. Hope I didn’t miss anything. How is everyone?*
*Pretty good overall*
*Happy to hear that.*
*So since Damian is still staying in the tavern, what should Mauric do, given that his charge is so much more minor?*
*He’s probably safe to go back to his life, no one would spend their time going after him. Mauric is perfectly safe.*
*good because he’s so fun to roleplay with and i’d hate to lose him. anyway, how are you holding up? Enjoying our latest, greatest, most American excuse to indulge our collective gluttony?*
*I would never make you lose a character you love. Today is pretty good, love hanging out with my family, even if I’m not very social.*
*Sounds awesome. Glad you’re enjoying the holiday*
*Hope yours is going just as well, wanna rp or something of the like.*
*Sure, though I may have to leave in a little bit*
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Sorry everyone, I’m back. Hope I didn’t miss anything. How is everyone?*
*Pretty good overall*
*Happy to hear that.*
*So since Damian is still staying in the tavern, what should Mauric do, given that his charge is so much more minor?*
*He’s probably safe to go back to his life, no one would spend their time going after him. Mauric is perfectly safe.*
*good because he’s so fun to roleplay with and i’d hate to lose him. anyway, how are you holding up? Enjoying our latest, greatest, most American excuse to indulge our collective gluttony?*
*I would never make you lose a character you love. Today is pretty good, love hanging out with my family, even if I’m not very social.*
*Sounds awesome. Glad you’re enjoying the holiday*
*Hope yours is going just as well, wanna rp or something of the like.*
*Sure, though I may have to leave in a little bit*
*Just because I feel the need to ask, do you want anyone specific?*
*That sounds like a neat idea. Any particular type of hag you have in mind?*
*The grandmotherly kind. Something from a Mork Borg supplement I own. Less evil, of course, since I don't do well with flat, pointless evil. Still going to be very hag-ish, though. Crazy, creepy grandma.*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*That sounds like a neat idea. Any particular type of hag you have in mind?*
*The grandmotherly kind. Something from a Mork Borg supplement I own. Less evil, of course, since I don't do well with flat, pointless evil. Still going to be very hag-ish, though. Crazy, creepy grandma.*
*Awesome, I’m a sucker for taking typically evil creatures and making them more friendly
I’m already considering another character or two, not sure who they will be though*
*I went to a card game with a friend, it was Texas hold em and, despite my best efforts to make a joke related to Kremy, no one at the table got my joke.*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Scott is at the bar, working on yet another manuscript. The Writer and Kehmet have began to breathe down his neck because he keeps putting his duty to write a story aside and he is so tired of not being able to sleep at night because of them whispering.
Arthur is putting together bit of metal in an intricate fashion that resembles the makings of a shotgun. He welds the pieces together, humming a song to himself that sounds much like John Denver's 'Thank God I'm a Country Boy'.
Zee is eating what appears to be a plate of maggots, scrolling on their phone as they do. Wired earbuds connect to their fluffy ears, playing some sort of music that only they know.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
After a bit of time, Leo is sitting at one of the booths of the Lord’s Inn with a small Thanksgiving feast, enjoying the food as he himself to himself. Noctis has commandeered their shadow and is chomping on a turkey leg. He offers some to Felix and anyone else that is interested.
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*I would never make you lose a character you love. Today is pretty good, love hanging out with my family, even if I’m not very social.*
*Ag, love the thanksgiving bread, it’s just the best.*
*Okay I sorta forgot who this character is*
“…’kay.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Sounds awesome. Glad you’re enjoying the holiday*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Hope yours is going just as well, wanna rp or something of the like.*
*Sure, though I may have to leave in a little bit*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Just because I feel the need to ask, do you want anyone specific?*
*I may make a hag character.*
*I haven't done that before.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*That sounds like a neat idea. Any particular type of hag you have in mind?*
*howdy.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Howdy Wendi.*
*Hello, how’s your day going?*
*The grandmotherly kind. Something from a Mork Borg supplement I own. Less evil, of course, since I don't do well with flat, pointless evil. Still going to be very hag-ish, though. Crazy, creepy grandma.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Welcome home, such as it is.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Awesome, I’m a sucker for taking typically evil creatures and making them more friendly
I’m already considering another character or two, not sure who they will be though*
*I went to a card game with a friend, it was Texas hold em and, despite my best efforts to make a joke related to Kremy, no one at the table got my joke.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Is that a reference to Legends of Avantris? Sounds like fun either way*
*Anybody want to roleplay in a few minutes? If so, tell me who you want.*
*Characters!*
Scott is at the bar, working on yet another manuscript. The Writer and Kehmet have began to breathe down his neck because he keeps putting his duty to write a story aside and he is so tired of not being able to sleep at night because of them whispering.
Arthur is putting together bit of metal in an intricate fashion that resembles the makings of a shotgun. He welds the pieces together, humming a song to himself that sounds much like John Denver's 'Thank God I'm a Country Boy'.
Zee is eating what appears to be a plate of maggots, scrolling on their phone as they do. Wired earbuds connect to their fluffy ears, playing some sort of music that only they know.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
After a bit of time, Leo is sitting at one of the booths of the Lord’s Inn with a small Thanksgiving feast, enjoying the food as he himself to himself. Noctis has commandeered their shadow and is chomping on a turkey leg. He offers some to Felix and anyone else that is interested.