He facepalms immediately, beginning to cackle “I shoulda known ya already had somethin’ planned an’ ready.” He looks to the blueprints after his laugh, not able to understand much other than the pictures.
He kisses her back passionately “You’re my everything.” Once he pulls away, he is beaming with a smile.
He sighs “Oh that was supposed to get you mad, come on, give it a shot, I won’t use my staff, let’s go.” He says, shifting as he begins to speed up.
"In all honesty, it's more for you than me.." she suddenly looks embarrassed, her cheeks and tips of her ears turning red.
She smiles back, as brightly as the sun. She snuggles against him and quietly hums a song.
He sighs, rubbing his temples "I didn't understand what the hell's you were saying first of all."
He pauses for a second, then the same shade of red flushes across his face “Oh.” Is all he can manage to say. He smiles slightly.
He wraps an arm around her shoulders, listening to the song, beginning to tap his foot on the dirt rhythmically.
“Fight me, come on.” He gestures them forward “Throw a punch, maybe two, it won’t take too long.” He beams at them.
She cackles madly and turns to him "Here's hoping I do a good job I suppose."
She summons a blanket for him and wraps him up.
William sighs "Look man, I don't want to have to get another cleric to heal me again."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Despite her size and physique, the ancient green dragon gracefully and daintily strolls through the town, weaving through the streets and scaling over buildings to avoid bumping into people. Her song is soft and peaceful, with various garden plants and other foliage grown lush and healthy as she walks by, water becoming clear and pure, the ground more fertile and nutrient rich, and the air crisp with a gentle breeze. Occasionally she glances inside one of the buildings through a window, or inspects the items on a merchant's cart before walking on and she is heading towards the inn.
Soon the dragon reaches the inn, where she can smell the delightful food inside. After a moment of contemplation, she shape-changes into a cobra hooded Yuan-ti Abomination draped in a shawl of vines, mushrooms, lichen, and moss before slithering inside.
Inside the inn, a tall tiger tabaxi in a silk coat and hat seems to be touting a new revolution in golem technology. Beside him is a small golem made of baked clay, almost like a doll.
The Yuan-ti bows her head respectfully before slithering over to the counter.
His eyes lock on to the yuan-ti and he begins his shpeil. "You, my reptilian friend? Do you find yourself in need of an extra set of hands but a regular, sloppy golem won't do it for you? They're all wet clay and stone, only good for grunt work. I present to you, the dollem ~cough~name pending~cough~" he gestures to the golem beside him
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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) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
“Aww, I’m just a chef and a druid. All I’d do is make cilantro sprout under your skin or something.”
“What’d that do? Turn it into a bomb or something?”
“That sounds exceedingly itchy, so I think I’ll stick to being friend rather than foe for you.” He says, shuttering slightly at the thought.
“You think I’m beautiful? An’ I just made it hit harder than bein’ shot through the chest.”
“Oh, that’s probably not even possible unless it was there to begin with.” He waves the thought away casually.
“Yeah, and cool!”
He shrugs “I’ll get to doing something productive, like making a little money, bye!” He runs off to get that cash.
“Really? Huh.” She takes out another rock, crushing it to dust in her hand with sheer strength.
“Byeeeee!” Mauric waves cheerily and puts the lid back on the pot.
“You really got it in for them rocks…”
She shrugs “I do, don’t I? Maybe I could use somethin’ else if I could find somethin’.” She mimics the starry sky on her rippling void black flesh.
“Here, try this.” He plucks off a scale from his chin area and tosses it to her. “No runes on that one so it won’t blow up.”
She catches the scale, looking at it and back to Riotan “Did that hurt ta take off? If it did I don’t want ya doin’ that again, but I’ll take this one, an’ keep it.” She takes out a string, making a necklace with the scale.
*Gonna be taking some Strega Nona inspiration for this man...*
my fave
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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) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
“Aww, I’m just a chef and a druid. All I’d do is make cilantro sprout under your skin or something.”
“What’d that do? Turn it into a bomb or something?”
“That sounds exceedingly itchy, so I think I’ll stick to being friend rather than foe for you.” He says, shuttering slightly at the thought.
“You think I’m beautiful? An’ I just made it hit harder than bein’ shot through the chest.”
“Oh, that’s probably not even possible unless it was there to begin with.” He waves the thought away casually.
“Yeah, and cool!”
He shrugs “I’ll get to doing something productive, like making a little money, bye!” He runs off to get that cash.
“Really? Huh.” She takes out another rock, crushing it to dust in her hand with sheer strength.
“Byeeeee!” Mauric waves cheerily and puts the lid back on the pot.
“You really got it in for them rocks…”
She shrugs “I do, don’t I? Maybe I could use somethin’ else if I could find somethin’.” She mimics the starry sky on her rippling void black flesh.
“Here, try this.” He plucks off a scale from his chin area and tosses it to her. “No runes on that one so it won’t blow up.”
She catches the scale, looking at it and back to Riotan “Did that hurt ta take off? If it did I don’t want ya doin’ that again, but I’ll take this one, an’ keep it.” She takes out a string, making a necklace with the scale.
“Naw, didn’t hurt. Like clipping your nails.”
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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.
“Good, I wouldn’t want it to.” She puts the necklace on, concealing it under the neck of her dress.
“Oh I don’t mind getting hurt. Sometimes I enjoy it…” He murmurs.
She raises an eyebrow before nodding and smiling “I’ll keep that in mind, sweetheart.”
“Thanks.” Rio leans back in turn, staring up.
She closes her eyes, falling asleep in the nighttime cold, completely comfortable being a Goliath.
Riotan smiles slightly and slides a hand along his back and leg, pulling off a lot of his scales and exposing merely a hollow, foggy cavity inside. He gathers the removed scales together into a blanket-like covering, and its Abyssal runes glow to form a pleasant heat radiating off of it. He lays the blanket over Merabelle and rolls onto his side, also falling asleep.
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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.
“Good, I wouldn’t want it to.” She puts the necklace on, concealing it under the neck of her dress.
“Oh I don’t mind getting hurt. Sometimes I enjoy it…” He murmurs.
She raises an eyebrow before nodding and smiling “I’ll keep that in mind, sweetheart.”
“Thanks.” Rio leans back in turn, staring up.
She closes her eyes, falling asleep in the nighttime cold, completely comfortable being a Goliath.
Riotan smiles slightly and slides a hand along his back and leg, pulling off a lot of his scales and exposing merely a hollow, foggy cavity inside. He gathers the removed scales together into a blanket-like covering, and its Abyssal runes glow to form a pleasant heat radiating off of it. He lays the blanket over Merabelle and rolls onto his side, also falling asleep.
He shrugs “I’ll get to doing something productive, like making a little money, bye!” He runs off to get that cash.
“Really? Huh.” She takes out another rock, crushing it to dust in her hand with sheer strength.
“Byeeeee!” Mauric waves cheerily and puts the lid back on the pot.
“You really got it in for them rocks…”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She cackles madly and turns to him "Here's hoping I do a good job I suppose."
She summons a blanket for him and wraps him up.
William sighs "Look man, I don't want to have to get another cleric to heal me again."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
His eyes lock on to the yuan-ti and he begins his shpeil. "You, my reptilian friend? Do you find yourself in need of an extra set of hands but a regular, sloppy golem won't do it for you? They're all wet clay and stone, only good for grunt work. I present to you, the dollem ~cough~name pending~cough~" he gestures to the golem beside him
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)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
She shrugs “I do, don’t I? Maybe I could use somethin’ else if I could find somethin’.” She mimics the starry sky on her rippling void black flesh.
*Gonna be taking some Strega Nona inspiration for this man...*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*you just unlocked my childhood*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“Here, try this.” He plucks off a scale from his chin area and tosses it to her. “No runes on that one so it won’t blow up.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She catches the scale, looking at it and back to Riotan “Did that hurt ta take off? If it did I don’t want ya doin’ that again, but I’ll take this one, an’ keep it.” She takes out a string, making a necklace with the scale.
my fave
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)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
“Naw, didn’t hurt. Like clipping your nails.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“Y-you’ll do a fantastic job.” He says, pounding the flask until it’s empty, putting it back on his belt.
He takes the blanket with a smile, welcoming her to join him in the warmth of the blanket.
“Oh come on man, you’ve got to be strong, just one fight, I won’t cause serious damage.” He puts his arms to his sides.
*Cut for Jobah.*
“Good, I wouldn’t want it to.” She puts the necklace on, concealing it under the neck of her dress.
“Oh I don’t mind getting hurt. Sometimes I enjoy it…” He murmurs.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She raises an eyebrow before nodding and smiling “I’ll keep that in mind, sweetheart.”
“Thanks.” Rio leans back in turn, staring up.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She closes her eyes, falling asleep in the nighttime cold, completely comfortable being a Goliath.
Riotan smiles slightly and slides a hand along his back and leg, pulling off a lot of his scales and exposing merely a hollow, foggy cavity inside. He gathers the removed scales together into a blanket-like covering, and its Abyssal runes glow to form a pleasant heat radiating off of it. He lays the blanket over Merabelle and rolls onto his side, also falling asleep.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Yay! Happy ending!*
*y'all just ever meet the coolest person while playing video games?*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]