*Okay, finally noted down the stuff Wendi made for me. Again I can't thank you enough Wendi. Now, here are the cowboys.*
Sparrow is sitting in front of the tavern, a hunk of bone in his hand, a carving knife in the other, trying to keep his mind off his two addictions, an open book on magic next to him. His foot taps absentmindedly as he carves something out of the bone, bone shavings all around him.
Thane has met Rag, who has given him enough money to buy the entire town if he wanted it, and is now looking for some way to pay Rag back as well as spend this money on their child, putting most of it into some hidden spot for their future college education, walking around with the rest, a much smaller amount.
Merabelle is looking for a job, under Stroth's recommendation, and never having had a formal job before is just walking around with a bowl of the gumbo she made, wondering how she'll get some restaurant to hire her.
Grimes is in town, sitting in the park, playing dragonchess at a table alone. He seems to be taking a lot of time before making each move, quite the strategist when he gets the chance and isn't running away as fast as he can.
*Also, new character*
A meek looking woman arrives in town, she has soft features, in a flowing sky blue dress with brown hair that sways in the winter breeze. She has those same eyes swirling with wild magic, as well as the same general features at Tim, so much so to where they could be siblings. Her skin shines with that same glisten of plastic, her body radiating powerful magic, though not nearly as much as Tim. She seems relatively skinny, and about 22. She holds a small matching purse in her hands as she walks into town, each step leaving a strange mark on the ground that quickly fades.
*Here ya go.*
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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.'
*Okay, finally noted down the stuff Wendi made for me. Again I can't thank you enough Wendi. Now, here are the cowboys.*
Sparrow is sitting in front of the tavern, a hunk of bone in his hand, a carving knife in the other, trying to keep his mind off his two addictions, an open book on magic next to him. His foot taps absentmindedly as he carves something out of the bone, bone shavings all around him.
Thane has met Rag, who has given him enough money to buy the entire town if he wanted it, and is now looking for some way to pay Rag back as well as spend this money on their child, putting most of it into some hidden spot for their future college education, walking around with the rest, a much smaller amount.
Merabelle is looking for a job, under Stroth's recommendation, and never having had a formal job before is just walking around with a bowl of the gumbo she made, wondering how she'll get some restaurant to hire her.
Grimes is in town, sitting in the park, playing dragonchess at a table alone. He seems to be taking a lot of time before making each move, quite the strategist when he gets the chance and isn't running away as fast as he can.
*Also, new character*
A meek looking woman arrives in town, she has soft features, in a flowing sky blue dress with brown hair that sways in the winter breeze. She has those same eyes swirling with wild magic, as well as the same general features at Tim, so much so to where they could be siblings. Her skin shines with that same glisten of plastic, her body radiating powerful magic, though not nearly as much as Tim. She seems relatively skinny, and about 22. She holds a small matching purse in her hands as she walks into town, each step leaving a strange mark on the ground that quickly fades.
*Here ya go.*
Stroth sits next to Sparrow, sipping coffee to keep herself awake. She has been up all night and now it's causing issues.
TH is watching over Grimes, his arms folded over his chest.
Arthur is watching the new woman, working on his arm to tighten the metal plates.
Omori is at the library in Lord's Point, looking through star charts.
There is a colossal block of stone in KK's warehouse, which she is chiseling away at to make a statue of some kind.
Helianth is at the Spelljammer, melting down the metal that it... reclaimed from the town. It molds the glowing-hot metal into new shapes with its roots as if it were wax, not seeming harmed by the heat in the least.
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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 at the library in Lord's Point, looking through star charts.
There is a colossal block of stone in KK's warehouse, which she is chiseling away at to make a statue of some kind.
Helianth is at the Spelljammer, melting down the metal that it... reclaimed from the town. It molds the glowing-hot metal into new shapes with its roots as if it were wax, not seeming harmed by the heat in the least.
There is a colossal block of stone in KK's warehouse, which she is chiseling away at to make a statue of some kind.
Stroth appears behind KK, grinning
KK doesn't immediately notice, but one time when she looks up from her work, she notices Stroth is right there and practically jumps out of her skin. After she realizes who it is, she starts laughing. "Oh, hi Stroth! How are 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)
Omori is at the library in Lord's Point, looking through star charts.
Merabelle, despite her large size, finds herself unnoticed by Omori, sitting on a beanbag nearby, watching silently and drinking a smoothie. In her sleek black dress.
Omori is at the library in Lord's Point, looking through star charts.
There is a colossal block of stone in KK's warehouse, which she is chiseling away at to make a statue of some kind.
Helianth is at the Spelljammer, melting down the metal that it... reclaimed from the town. It molds the glowing-hot metal into new shapes with its roots as if it were wax, not seeming harmed by the heat in the least.
Isaac walks in and sits down in one of the chairs, pulling out a book of his own
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Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
Omori is at the library in Lord's Point, looking through star charts.
Merabelle, despite her large size, finds herself unnoticed by Omori, sitting on a beanbag nearby, watching silently and drinking a smoothie. In her sleek black dress.
Not noticing Merabelle, she produces something from her satchel: A handful of tiny prisms of stark white crystal- each only as big as the tip of a pen, and a coin-sized half-rhombus of clear glass. She inspects the star charts again, as if looking for something specific.
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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)
*Hope things get better for you bro, don't feel forced, take care.*
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.)
*Here ya go.*
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.)
Stroth sits next to Sparrow, sipping coffee to keep herself awake. She has been up all night and now it's causing issues.
TH is watching over Grimes, his arms folded over his chest.
Arthur is watching the new woman, working on his arm to tighten the metal plates.
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
*Goooooood morning, everyone!*
Omori is at the library in Lord's Point, looking through star charts.
There is a colossal block of stone in KK's warehouse, which she is chiseling away at to make a statue of some kind.
Helianth is at the Spelljammer, melting down the metal that it... reclaimed from the town. It molds the glowing-hot metal into new shapes with its roots as if it were wax, not seeming harmed by the heat in the least.
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)
Stroth appears behind KK, grinnjng
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
Sparrow looks up, his eyes pretty tired as well, but he's been able to manage, he rubs her back softly "Ya need ta get some sleep darlin'."
Grimes finishes another game, sighing as he leans back, the game having lasted quite some time.
The woman politely waves, her eyes seemingly visibly adjusting to analyze the metal plates as she walks over.
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.)
"Noooooo, I am fine." She sticks out her tongue.
The Herald claps softly "You are doing well it seems?"
He nods "Howdy miss.'
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 rubs the bridge of his nose and puts down his carving knife "Ya need the sleep, ya need ta stay healthy."
He yawns, stretching his arms, making slight pops "Do ya want ta play?"
She curtsies politely "I'm sorry sir, but you appeared to be staring. Do you want something?"
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 am healthy." She huffs, chuckling "Healthier than an ox."
"Hm, I do not think I am familiar with this game. When was it first made?" He sits down across from him.
"Ah, quite sorry. I'm always looking around, making sure the area I am is okay."
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 chuckles with her, sighing at the end "Maybe, but sleep is important either way."
"I don't know, was taught a while back an' learned the game when I wasn't shootin'. I'd be happy ta teach ya." He resets the board.
She nods, clasping her hands together "Have you seen my little brother around here? He looks similar to me, same eyes."
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.)
KK doesn't immediately notice, but one time when she looks up from her work, she notices Stroth is right there and practically jumps out of her skin. After she realizes who it is, she starts laughing. "Oh, hi Stroth! How are 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)
*hey guys, I'll be on a bit later okay?*
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
*See ya Wendi, best to ya always.*
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.)
*Okay! See you soon, friend!*
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)
Merabelle, despite her large size, finds herself unnoticed by Omori, sitting on a beanbag nearby, watching silently and drinking a smoothie. In her sleek black dress.
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.)
Isaac walks in and sits down in one of the chairs, pulling out a book of his own
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
Not noticing Merabelle, she produces something from her satchel: A handful of tiny prisms of stark white crystal- each only as big as the tip of a pen, and a coin-sized half-rhombus of clear glass. She inspects the star charts again, as if looking for something specific.
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)
*Mornin I guess*
Theren is sitting in the snow, bundled in a scarf and warm coat. He is making small snowmen.
Thorfinn is outside training in pants and a tank top.
-open slots-
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She looks up at Isaac when she notices him sitting down. "Hello again. Whatcha reading?"
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)
"It's a book on construction of something. want to take a look?"
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin