*Mornin chums, if nobody’s here then mornin to myself I guess.*
*As long as you’re afraid, you’re never lonely.*
*…unless you’re afraid of being lonely, I guess.*
*Oh absolutely terrified of being lonely, anyway, good morning Jobah, good to see you.*
*And you as well*
*How are you this day?*
*Physical, you?*
*Doing decent enough. Wanna rp?*
*certainly, good sir. May I have Anastasia and King Nothing?*
*Of course you can, I’ve missed you Jobah.*
Anastasia is making the last preparations for her own wedding, after stressing about Leo and considering pushing it back some so he can heal.
The King of Nothing is currently meditating in the forest, though something strange has happened recently, wherever he sits, the gravity seems to change, the longer he sits, the more drastic the change.
She grabs his crossbow off of her back and begins to follow the traces as quietly as she can.
Her and Festus eventually come across a clearing where Leo is tied to a post, bloody and beaten. Two cyclopes are starting a fire
She lines up her shot on one of the Cyclopes, “Festus, grab Leo, I’ll provide cover.” She loads up one of her bolts, sighing as she hopes for the best. To hit:13 Damage:21+6+5
The arrow lodges into a tree. Festus bursts into the clearing, roaring. He goes for the monsters instead of Leo.
Attack: 21 Damage: 50
She curses as Festus doesn’t listen to her, staying in the tree line to fire off shots and try to get closer to them by flanking around, Init:21 (Ana’s just level 6 btw.)
*Oh dont worry, Festus just killed them both with his fire breath*
She watches as the two cyclopes turn to ash at Festus's extreme heat.
*Oh well, Ana can do amazing damage, I swear, she just needs to hit to do it.*
She doesn’t care about watching the Cyclopes die, she runs over to Leo, and begins to untie him.
*Oki*
Leo is unconscious and falls into her arms limply. Festus huffs and kicks at their ashes
She picks up Leo, and begins running back to their home, “Festus, thank you, I’m not sure I could’ve saved him on my own.” She says, truly meaning it.
She grabs his crossbow off of her back and begins to follow the traces as quietly as she can.
Her and Festus eventually come across a clearing where Leo is tied to a post, bloody and beaten. Two cyclopes are starting a fire
She lines up her shot on one of the Cyclopes, “Festus, grab Leo, I’ll provide cover.” She loads up one of her bolts, sighing as she hopes for the best. To hit:13 Damage:21+6+5
The arrow lodges into a tree. Festus bursts into the clearing, roaring. He goes for the monsters instead of Leo.
Attack: 21 Damage: 50
She curses as Festus doesn’t listen to her, staying in the tree line to fire off shots and try to get closer to them by flanking around, Init:21 (Ana’s just level 6 btw.)
*Oh dont worry, Festus just killed them both with his fire breath*
She watches as the two cyclopes turn to ash at Festus's extreme heat.
*Oh well, Ana can do amazing damage, I swear, she just needs to hit to do it.*
She doesn’t care about watching the Cyclopes die, she runs over to Leo, and begins to untie him.
*Oki*
Leo is unconscious and falls into her arms limply. Festus huffs and kicks at their ashes
She picks up Leo, and begins running back to their home, “Festus, thank you, I’m not sure I could’ve saved him on my own.” She says, truly meaning it.
Festus huffs, picking her up and flying them back to the forge
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I wasn't vibing with Baegoji, despite how much I love his name and concept, so I decided to take a look at what actually defines a Tactician. That's when I realized that they don't need to go to war: they just need to be a leader of some sort. And a chef de cuisine actually fits it perfectly with its mechanics. The mount is a little odd, but actually really cool.*
*At the same time, I looked at the races that came alongside the Tactician, and I found the Gumiho, a type of kitsune that has a "Liver Eater" subrace and feels a deep hunger for evolution, no matter what form that takes (evolving as a craftsman, a partner, a combatant, etc).*
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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.
*Mornin chums, if nobody’s here then mornin to myself I guess.*
*As long as you’re afraid, you’re never lonely.*
*…unless you’re afraid of being lonely, I guess.*
*Oh absolutely terrified of being lonely, anyway, good morning Jobah, good to see you.*
*And you as well*
*How are you this day?*
*Physical, you?*
*Doing decent enough. Wanna rp?*
*certainly, good sir. May I have Anastasia and King Nothing?*
*Of course you can, I’ve missed you Jobah.*
Anastasia is making the last preparations for her own wedding, after stressing about Leo and considering pushing it back some so he can heal.
The King of Nothing is currently meditating in the forest, though something strange has happened recently, wherever he sits, the gravity seems to change, the longer he sits, the more drastic the change.
Riotan is looking to ruin someone’s day.
Mauric is out foraging and comes across this odd field of physics.
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This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*I wasn't vibing with Baegoji, despite how much I love his name and concept, so I decided to take a look at what actually defines a Tactician. That's when I realized that they don't need to go to war: they just need to be a leader of some sort. And a chef de cuisine actually fits it perfectly with its mechanics. The mount is a little odd, but actually really cool.*
*At the same time, I looked at the races that came alongside the Tactician, and I found the Gumiho, a type of kitsune that has a "Liver Eater" subrace and feels a deep hunger for evolution, no matter what form that takes (evolving as a craftsman, a partner, a combatant, etc).*
*So are you changing Barbeau or just making Baegoji more like him?*
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*I wasn't vibing with Baegoji, despite how much I love his name and concept, so I decided to take a look at what actually defines a Tactician. That's when I realized that they don't need to go to war: they just need to be a leader of some sort. And a chef de cuisine actually fits it perfectly with its mechanics. The mount is a little odd, but actually really cool.*
*At the same time, I looked at the races that came alongside the Tactician, and I found the Gumiho, a type of kitsune that has a "Liver Eater" subrace and feels a deep hunger for evolution, no matter what form that takes (evolving as a craftsman, a partner, a combatant, etc).*
*Im not saying it’s a bad idea, I just want to say that you are in a near constant cycle of creating new characters, finding out that you don’t enjoy playing them, and then falling back onto old characters you’ve enjoyed only to lose the motivation in playing them after a few weeks at the most. I don’t disagree with making him a lil fox boi, but that was just something I noticed, maybe I’m looking into it too much.*
*Mornin chums, if nobody’s here then mornin to myself I guess.*
*As long as you’re afraid, you’re never lonely.*
*…unless you’re afraid of being lonely, I guess.*
*Oh absolutely terrified of being lonely, anyway, good morning Jobah, good to see you.*
*And you as well*
*How are you this day?*
*Physical, you?*
*Doing decent enough. Wanna rp?*
*certainly, good sir. May I have Anastasia and King Nothing?*
*Of course you can, I’ve missed you Jobah.*
Anastasia is making the last preparations for her own wedding, after stressing about Leo and considering pushing it back some so he can heal.
The King of Nothing is currently meditating in the forest, though something strange has happened recently, wherever he sits, the gravity seems to change, the longer he sits, the more drastic the change.
Riotan is looking to ruin someone’s day.
Mauric is out foraging and comes across this odd field of physics.
She looks over to them for a moment, looking at their expression before attempting to ignore them.
He can hear the heavy, raspy breaths of the old man, and with a sudden motion, his head turns to Mauric.
She runs inside, resting Leo on the bed and stripping him to assess his injuries, any bleeding or broken bones she can find. Medicine:12
He has 5 broken ribs, shattered femur, and his arm is cut badly
She begins to bandage his arm and take pressure off of his broken bones, muttering to herself “Looks like the wedding isn’t happening today.”
Leo remains unconscious the entire time.
“Festus, if Leo isn’t with me, he should be with you. Today proved that.” She finishes up doing what she can for them, casting some low level healing magic.
*Mornin chums, if nobody’s here then mornin to myself I guess.*
*As long as you’re afraid, you’re never lonely.*
*…unless you’re afraid of being lonely, I guess.*
*Oh absolutely terrified of being lonely, anyway, good morning Jobah, good to see you.*
*And you as well*
*How are you this day?*
*Physical, you?*
*Doing decent enough. Wanna rp?*
*certainly, good sir. May I have Anastasia and King Nothing?*
*Of course you can, I’ve missed you Jobah.*
Anastasia is making the last preparations for her own wedding, after stressing about Leo and considering pushing it back some so he can heal.
The King of Nothing is currently meditating in the forest, though something strange has happened recently, wherever he sits, the gravity seems to change, the longer he sits, the more drastic the change.
Riotan is looking to ruin someone’s day.
Mauric is out foraging and comes across this odd field of physics.
She looks over to them for a moment, looking at their expression before attempting to ignore them.
He can hear the heavy, raspy breaths of the old man, and with a sudden motion, his head turns to Mauric.
He grins at her, malice clear in his expression.
”…hello.”
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
She runs inside, resting Leo on the bed and stripping him to assess his injuries, any bleeding or broken bones she can find. Medicine:12
He has 5 broken ribs, shattered femur, and his arm is cut badly
She begins to bandage his arm and take pressure off of his broken bones, muttering to herself “Looks like the wedding isn’t happening today.”
Leo remains unconscious the entire time.
“Festus, if Leo isn’t with me, he should be with you. Today proved that.” She finishes up doing what she can for them, casting some low level healing magic.
Festus lets out a whimper, chastised.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Mornin chums, if nobody’s here then mornin to myself I guess.*
*As long as you’re afraid, you’re never lonely.*
*…unless you’re afraid of being lonely, I guess.*
*Oh absolutely terrified of being lonely, anyway, good morning Jobah, good to see you.*
*And you as well*
*How are you this day?*
*Physical, you?*
*Doing decent enough. Wanna rp?*
*certainly, good sir. May I have Anastasia and King Nothing?*
*Of course you can, I’ve missed you Jobah.*
Anastasia is making the last preparations for her own wedding, after stressing about Leo and considering pushing it back some so he can heal.
The King of Nothing is currently meditating in the forest, though something strange has happened recently, wherever he sits, the gravity seems to change, the longer he sits, the more drastic the change.
Riotan is looking to ruin someone’s day.
Mauric is out foraging and comes across this odd field of physics.
She looks over to them for a moment, looking at their expression before attempting to ignore them.
He can hear the heavy, raspy breaths of the old man, and with a sudden motion, his head turns to Mauric.
He grins at her, malice clear in his expression.
”…hello.”
She sighs as she looks back up and sees the malice, “Please, not today. My husband to be was just attacked a severely wounded.”
“Hello there young man.” He slowly gets to his feet.
She runs inside, resting Leo on the bed and stripping him to assess his injuries, any bleeding or broken bones she can find. Medicine:12
He has 5 broken ribs, shattered femur, and his arm is cut badly
She begins to bandage his arm and take pressure off of his broken bones, muttering to herself “Looks like the wedding isn’t happening today.”
Leo remains unconscious the entire time.
“Festus, if Leo isn’t with me, he should be with you. Today proved that.” She finishes up doing what she can for them, casting some low level healing magic.
Festus lets out a whimper, chastised.
She sighs and walks over, petting them on the head. She breaks down into tears, leaning against Festus.
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*Of course you can, I’ve missed you Jobah.*
Anastasia is making the last preparations for her own wedding, after stressing about Leo and considering pushing it back some so he can heal.
The King of Nothing is currently meditating in the forest, though something strange has happened recently, wherever he sits, the gravity seems to change, the longer he sits, the more drastic the change.
She picks up Leo, and begins running back to their home, “Festus, thank you, I’m not sure I could’ve saved him on my own.” She says, truly meaning it.
Festus huffs, picking her up and flying them back to the forge
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(Hi Theren)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I am failure and perfection
Without grace, but I am tired
Of walking life like it's a wire
*Cut for Theren.*
She runs inside, resting Leo on the bed and stripping him to assess his injuries, any bleeding or broken bones she can find. Medicine:25
He has 5 broken ribs, shattered femur, and his arm is cut badly
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*What if I made Barbeau a small fox boy?*
*I wasn't vibing with Baegoji, despite how much I love his name and concept, so I decided to take a look at what actually defines a Tactician. That's when I realized that they don't need to go to war: they just need to be a leader of some sort. And a chef de cuisine actually fits it perfectly with its mechanics. The mount is a little odd, but actually really cool.*
*At the same time, I looked at the races that came alongside the Tactician, and I found the Gumiho, a type of kitsune that has a "Liver Eater" subrace and feels a deep hunger for evolution, no matter what form that takes (evolving as a craftsman, a partner, a combatant, etc).*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Riotan is looking to ruin someone’s day.
Mauric is out foraging and comes across this odd field of physics.
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
She begins to bandage his arm and take pressure off of his broken bones, muttering to herself “Looks like the wedding isn’t happening today.”
*So are you changing Barbeau or just making Baegoji more like him?*
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*Im not saying it’s a bad idea, I just want to say that you are in a near constant cycle of creating new characters, finding out that you don’t enjoy playing them, and then falling back onto old characters you’ve enjoyed only to lose the motivation in playing them after a few weeks at the most. I don’t disagree with making him a lil fox boi, but that was just something I noticed, maybe I’m looking into it too much.*
She looks over to them for a moment, looking at their expression before attempting to ignore them.
He can hear the heavy, raspy breaths of the old man, and with a sudden motion, his head turns to Mauric.
Leo remains unconscious the entire time.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Good morning*
fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
“Festus, if Leo isn’t with me, he should be with you. Today proved that.” She finishes up doing what she can for them, casting some low level healing magic.
He grins at her, malice clear in his expression.
”…hello.”
This is just Jobah619 again btw
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
Festus lets out a whimper, chastised.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(you want to rp theren)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I am failure and perfection
Without grace, but I am tired
Of walking life like it's a wire
She sighs as she looks back up and sees the malice, “Please, not today. My husband to be was just attacked a severely wounded.”
“Hello there young man.” He slowly gets to his feet.
She sighs and walks over, petting them on the head. She breaks down into tears, leaning against Festus.