*Oh James? He’s fun, I was considering having Tengen threaten his family.*
*That might be hard to do. His wife is placed somewhere not even the Black Crown can find. He only plays his part as a sin so his wife is never found and used as a pawn in the Black Crowns game.*
*Oh James? He’s fun, I was considering having Tengen threaten his family.*
*That might be hard to do. His wife is placed somewhere not even the Black Crown can find. He only plays his part as a sin so his wife is never found and used as a pawn in the Black Crowns game.*
*Of course, but nothing worth doing is easy. Though this may not be worth it.*
He summons a shovel, “Because I respect your sister for marrying my idiot twin.” He begins digging alongside them.
He chuckles, standing back to his full height, rolling his shoulders “If you say so, I suppose I must.”
“Wrong kind of favor I’m asking for. More along the lines of, use of supernatural power,” He says, rolling his eyes.
he nods solemnly, still chipping away.
She chuckles, examining the fruit. "i've been looking for this fruit for an age..."
"Depends on what I'm doing. Elaborate for me." he stands up, the leaves dispersing with the wind.
Eventually, they reach the coffin, or where a coffin would be if he wasn’t buried loose.
“What is special about it, if I may ask.” He looks at the fruit as well.
“I want to die, but I can’t, so kill me.” He says, providing a demonstration in a form of sticking a knife into his own neck.
He sighs at the sight of the body, stooping down to pull him out of the grave.
"it's just my favorite fruit! i've only seen them many years ago. The fruit in question?... apples.
"Oh, I can try." he says, walking closer to inspect them.
The body has grown limp enough to take out without any difficulty. Sanviento looks at it, shaking his head.
“Apples? I haven’t tried them before, can I have one?” He asks, genuinely meaning what he said.
He takes the knife out of his neck, not even bleeding from the wound.
"How the mighty have fallen." he says sadly, carrying the body back to his house.
She nods, tossing him one. "Give what you get, right?"
"I see, so if I were to...." he jams two fingers into their wound, an energy pulsing through and into their body. They feel an actual tinge of pain. (make a con save.)
He walks over with them, putting his hands in his pockets “Hopefully, he’ll rise again soon enough.”
He takes the apple, crunching down on it and smiling softly “Good. Thank you.”
Con save:16 He smiles at the pain, something he hasn’t felt in an incredibly long time.
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
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
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*Cut for Salem.*
He summons a shovel, “Because I respect your sister for marrying my idiot twin.” He begins digging alongside them.
He chuckles, standing back to his full height, rolling his shoulders “If you say so, I suppose I must.”
“Wrong kind of favor I’m asking for. More along the lines of, use of supernatural power,” He says, rolling his eyes.
*Anybody else wanna rp?*
*Making some lore bout James, the sin of Pride.*
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
*Oh James? He’s fun, I was considering having Tengen threaten his family.*
*That might be hard to do. His wife is placed somewhere not even the Black Crown can find. He only plays his part as a sin so his wife is never found and used as a pawn in the Black Crowns game.*
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
Eventually, they reach the coffin, or where a coffin would be if he wasn’t buried loose.
“What is special about it, if I may ask.” He looks at the fruit as well.
“I want to die, but I can’t, so kill me.” He says, providing a demonstration in a form of sticking a knife into his own neck.
*Of course, but nothing worth doing is easy. Though this may not be worth it.*
*though for me personally, when I want rambling, hilarious, borderline Dadaistic philosophical children’s novels, I go for the Phantom Tollbooth*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*No one? Please! I would love to rp!*
The body has grown limp enough to take out without any difficulty. Sanviento looks at it, shaking his head.
“Apples? I haven’t tried them before, can I have one?” He asks, genuinely meaning what he said.
He takes the knife out of his neck, not even bleeding from the wound.
He walks over with them, putting his hands in his pockets “Hopefully, he’ll rise again soon enough.”
He takes the apple, crunching down on it and smiling softly “Good. Thank you.”
Con save:16 He smiles at the pain, something he hasn’t felt in an incredibly long time.
(anyone want to rp?)
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
*Ive got to go, but I will continue if you want to tomorrow. Love you Salem, please take care of yourself.*
Iris sits down next to her
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