*Oh yeah, and if anybody wonders, the new character is decently based on Tsukasa from Dr. Stone, especially in appearance, came up with the idea late last night. Anyway, anybody want to rp?*
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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.'
She looks at the projected sigils with a sense of awe. "Thank you very much." She says to the bird as she uses the projections to more quickly draw the runes, tracing the emerald lights until the full circle is completed.
It chirps and stops projecting as she finishes the circle. It lands on a tree and looks at her expectantly
*Sorry about the delay- I was looking through all the familiar options.*
Once the circle is complete, she sits down, takes a deep breath, and begins channeling magic into the circle, muttering the verbal components under her breath as she does. It takes a few minutes, but the sigils she drew in the soil begin to very weakly emit light- less like a luminous glow, and more like little reflective, glimmering flecks of light that slowly rise from the symbols and fade after a second. About half an hour in, and the circle is well-illuminated, those tiny flecks gleaming brightly like miniature stars and lingering after being created. Another forty minutes later (though it feels a decent bit longer than that), all those created glittering lights coalesce at a tiny singular point in the circle's center, from which the spell's effect emerges. From her casting of Find Familiar, Omori has conjured a Fey spirit which takes the form of a raven.
Omori tries to stand to move over to the magical corvid, but falls to her knees, exhausted- her already small well of magic almost spent in its entirety, as was most of her non-magic energy. The familiar hops over to her, looking up at the little novice mage with a curious expression- well, as curious an expression as a bird can give.
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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)
Omori is tiredly walking out of the woods with her new raven familiar in tow, using a particularly large stick as a walking stick to keep her from falling over.
Helianth is working on something outside the Inn, though it isn't clear as to what.
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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)
"Whoever you are attempting to kill must truly be strong. Next time, I'll show you what I can really do."
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.)
*Will do..*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Rio smiles at you unpleasantly and starts putting gore in the drawers.
“…what?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He nods. "Coolio."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He heals the rest of the wounds "Do you know a place I could find a place to eat?"
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.)
*Thanks man...*
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.)
"Can you not put your human remains in my drawers."
"Leo and Festus...they went mental..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Yeah, the Lords Rest Inn."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He nods, sheathing his shortswords, before waving and walking off. The lioness following after.
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.)
“Oh they’re not mine, I just repossessed them. What’s with the shadow man?”
“I, uh, don’t know who those people are. But what ring are you talking about?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Oh yeah, and if anybody wonders, the new character is decently based on Tsukasa from Dr. Stone, especially in appearance, came up with the idea late last night. Anyway, anybody want to rp?*
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.)
"What shadow man." Theren says
"They are friends of mine and Theren. It's a ring they got imprisoned in."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“The one that was beside you. Would you prefer a liver or a lymph node?”
“Wait, you trapped them in a ring??? WHY?????”
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 about the delay- I was looking through all the familiar options.*
Once the circle is complete, she sits down, takes a deep breath, and begins channeling magic into the circle, muttering the verbal components under her breath as she does. It takes a few minutes, but the sigils she drew in the soil begin to very weakly emit light- less like a luminous glow, and more like little reflective, glimmering flecks of light that slowly rise from the symbols and fade after a second. About half an hour in, and the circle is well-illuminated, those tiny flecks gleaming brightly like miniature stars and lingering after being created. Another forty minutes later (though it feels a decent bit longer than that), all those created glittering lights coalesce at a tiny singular point in the circle's center, from which the spell's effect emerges. From her casting of Find Familiar, Omori has conjured a Fey spirit which takes the form of a raven.
Omori tries to stand to move over to the magical corvid, but falls to her knees, exhausted- her already small well of magic almost spent in its entirety, as was most of her non-magic energy. The familiar hops over to her, looking up at the little novice mage with a curious expression- well, as curious an expression as a bird can give.
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 would prefer neither. And there was nothing beside me."
"It wasn't me. I ain't got an ounce of magic in my body."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Omori is tiredly walking out of the woods with her new raven familiar in tow, using a particularly large stick as a walking stick to keep her from falling over.
Helianth is working on something outside the Inn, though it isn't clear as to what.
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)
*Back from taking a practice test. Anybody here?*
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.)
*I'm still here! You wanna rp?*
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)
*Happy ta see ya Yvonne. Sure thing, do you want anyone in particular?*
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.)
*Glad to see ya here too. Let's go with... Merabelle and/or Geralt?*
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)