"I take no issue with either. Just be sure you come when called." He pats Oscar on the back once they are both standing. "Tell me, brave knight, how did you end up in such a state?"
"Hollows...and his lord Godrick the Golden."
He scoffs again, this time disdainfully. "Sub-human filth. But I do feel bad for the Hollows." He pulls one of his swords off his back, revealing it to be made of birch wood. It is identical to the other two 'blades' he carries. "Your sword is broken. Please take one of mine in the meantime. It's just as effective, but lighter and less lethal."
Oscar raises his gloved hand. "No, i'll get my blade fixed."
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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.
*Good morning, everyone! Would any of you like to rp?*
*I would like to, if that's okay with you. Would you want anyone specific?*
*Yeah, I'd love to! Let's go with... Henry and one other of your choice!*
*Another one of my choice you say?*
Henry is trying to sneak out of bed without KK having to worry about him, though his body has seemingly continued to grow the slightest bit, despite the Old Blood being purged from most of his system.
Flynn (The Dragon Elf alchemist I introed before.) is shadow boxing in the forest, the alchemy symbols on the back of his bandaged hands glowing as he fights a creature that doesn't exist, somehow throwing out elemental attempts with no components.
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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.'
*Good morning, everyone! Would any of you like to rp?*
*I would like to, if that's okay with you. Would you want anyone specific?*
*Yeah, I'd love to! Let's go with... Henry and one other of your choice!*
*Another one of my choice you say?*
Henry is trying to sneak out of bed without KK having to worry about him, though his body has seemingly continued to grow the slightest bit, despite the Old Blood being purged from most of his system.
Flynn (The Dragon Elf alchemist I introed before.) is shadow boxing in the forest, the alchemy symbols on the back of his bandaged hands glowing as he fights a creature that doesn't exist, somehow throwing out elemental attempts with no components.
KK notices him once he reaches the bottom of the stairs to the loft, her face lighting up upon seeing him awake again. "Henry, you're awake! Oh, thank gods you're okay!" She rushes over to him, hugging him a little too tightly, before she realizes a second later and loosens her embrace a bit. "Sorry, I'm- I'm just so happy you're alright."
Omori is also in the forest, collecting bones, when she notices Flynn and approaches a bit, curiously examining the alchemical symbols on his hands.
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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)
*Good morning, everyone! Would any of you like to rp?*
*I would like to, if that's okay with you. Would you want anyone specific?*
*Yeah, I'd love to! Let's go with... Henry and one other of your choice!*
*Another one of my choice you say?*
Henry is trying to sneak out of bed without KK having to worry about him, though his body has seemingly continued to grow the slightest bit, despite the Old Blood being purged from most of his system.
Flynn (The Dragon Elf alchemist I introed before.) is shadow boxing in the forest, the alchemy symbols on the back of his bandaged hands glowing as he fights a creature that doesn't exist, somehow throwing out elemental attempts with no components.
KK notices him once he reaches the bottom of the stairs to the loft, her face lighting up upon seeing him awake again. "Henry, you're awake! Oh, thank gods you're okay!" She rushes over to him, hugging him a little too tightly, before she realizes a second later and loosens her embrace a bit. "Sorry, I'm- I'm just so happy you're alright."
Omori is also in the forest, collecting bones, when she notices Flynn and approaches a bit, curiously examining the alchemical symbols on his hands.
She would notice he's once again, ever so slightly taller than he was before, smiling as he looks down at her, though to wake to please for help from the grip. He leans down, rubbing her back softly as he gives her a kiss, "Honey... what do you mean alright? What... what happened yesterday?" He asks, looking confused, feeling at his ear.
He looks over to them as he stops his workout, waving over to them with a silent smile, the glow dimming as he stops, walking over to them, squatting down to their level.
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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.'
*Good morning, everyone! Would any of you like to rp?*
*I would like to, if that's okay with you. Would you want anyone specific?*
*Yeah, I'd love to! Let's go with... Henry and one other of your choice!*
*Another one of my choice you say?*
Henry is trying to sneak out of bed without KK having to worry about him, though his body has seemingly continued to grow the slightest bit, despite the Old Blood being purged from most of his system.
Flynn (The Dragon Elf alchemist I introed before.) is shadow boxing in the forest, the alchemy symbols on the back of his bandaged hands glowing as he fights a creature that doesn't exist, somehow throwing out elemental attempts with no components.
KK notices him once he reaches the bottom of the stairs to the loft, her face lighting up upon seeing him awake again. "Henry, you're awake! Oh, thank gods you're okay!" She rushes over to him, hugging him a little too tightly, before she realizes a second later and loosens her embrace a bit. "Sorry, I'm- I'm just so happy you're alright."
Omori is also in the forest, collecting bones, when she notices Flynn and approaches a bit, curiously examining the alchemical symbols on his hands.
She would notice he's once again, ever so slightly taller than he was before, smiling as he looks down at her, though to wake to please for help from the grip. He leans down, rubbing her back softly as he gives her a kiss, "Honey... what do you mean alright? What... what happened yesterday?" He asks, looking confused, feeling at his ear.
He looks over to them as he stops his workout, waving over to them with a silent smile, the glow dimming as he stops, walking over to them, squatting down to their level.
"When we were working on the Old Blood together, you collapsed. I got you to my friend Merabelle, and she healed everything up." She explains.
The little shadow looks up at them with a small smile as well. "Hi!" She says cheerfully.
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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)
She sits down next to the bed once more, just keeping herself nearby in case they are needed, "Do you want to rest in the hot springs?"
She pats their head, walking off to do some work around the orphanage.
He keeps going, but the more they analyze, the less they can comprehend, he was powerful before, he's something else entirely now.
"Thatd be nice."
Oscar finishes his breakfast then takes his book to go hide somewhere in the dark to study the book some more.
Theren makes mental notes
She picks them up, beginning to walk towards the hot spring, holding them tightly to her chest.
(That doesn't sound good, oh well, we'll have to see where this goes.)
He puts down the amulet, putting it on the table. An amulet of invulnerability.
Leo lets her, enjoying the pampering
Oliver mumbles the words, letting the magic flow into his system. It doesnt harm him for some reason, but he does start to see the dead around him, shades and lost souls.
"Wow....thats...thats amazing."
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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.
Oliver mumbles the words, letting the magic flow into his system. It doesnt harm him for some reason, but he does start to see the dead around him, shades and lost souls.
"Wow....thats...thats amazing."
She rests them in the warm waters of the hot springs, taking out some soap and beginning to clean them.
They see more than just the remains of the dead. They see Merabelle, who had sensed the dark magic. She doesn't look angry, she doesn't look disappointed, she just walks over.
He tilts his head, looking up at them, "Really? What is it?"
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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.'
"When we were working on the Old Blood together, you collapsed. I got you to my friend Merabelle, and she healed everything up." She explains.
The little shadow looks up at them with a small smile as well. "Hi!" She says cheerfully.
His eyes fill with worry, unsure what to say before giving them a hug, "Okay, everything is fine now... right? She just healed me?"
He points to his ears, before giving them a friendly wave. He points to his throat, suggesting he can hear them, but can't or won't speak.
"She healed you the best she could... which... which did include her purging some of the Old Blood from your system. I don't know how much, though." She responds, also somewhat worried but just glad he's okay.
She nods in understanding, looking at his hands. "What are those symbols?" She asks, pointing to the alchemical runes.
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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)
"When we were working on the Old Blood together, you collapsed. I got you to my friend Merabelle, and she healed everything up." She explains.
The little shadow looks up at them with a small smile as well. "Hi!" She says cheerfully.
His eyes fill with worry, unsure what to say before giving them a hug, "Okay, everything is fine now... right? She just healed me?"
He points to his ears, before giving them a friendly wave. He points to his throat, suggesting he can hear them, but can't or won't speak.
"She healed you the best she could... which... which did include her purging some of the Old Blood from your system. I don't know how much, though." She responds, also somewhat worried but just glad he's okay.
She nods in understanding, looking at his hands. "What are those symbols?" She asks, pointing to the alchemical runes.
He nods, walking somewhere he can sit down, sitting down next to the piano, sitting on the bench as he feels at his chest. He begins to dry heave, holding his head as little specks of blood come out with each cough, shaking his head as he forces himself to stop.
He puts his hand on the ground, the grass and dirt where he puts his hand turned into cobblestones, the runes glowing as he does, signing "Alchemy."
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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.'
Oliver mumbles the words, letting the magic flow into his system. It doesnt harm him for some reason, but he does start to see the dead around him, shades and lost souls.
"Wow....thats...thats amazing."
She rests them in the warm waters of the hot springs, taking out some soap and beginning to clean them.
They see more than just the remains of the dead. They see Merabelle, who had sensed the dark magic. She doesn't look angry, she doesn't look disappointed, she just walks over.
He tilts his head, looking up at them, "Really? What is it?"
Leo sighs, closing his eyes
Oliver looks up at her, his hands shaking as he closes his eyes and covers his ears.
"Amulet of invulnerability."
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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.
Oliver mumbles the words, letting the magic flow into his system. It doesnt harm him for some reason, but he does start to see the dead around him, shades and lost souls.
"Wow....thats...thats amazing."
She rests them in the warm waters of the hot springs, taking out some soap and beginning to clean them.
They see more than just the remains of the dead. They see Merabelle, who had sensed the dark magic. She doesn't look angry, she doesn't look disappointed, she just walks over.
He tilts his head, looking up at them, "Really? What is it?"
Leo sighs, closing his eyes
Oliver looks up at her, his hands shaking as he closes his eyes and covers his ears.
"Amulet of invulnerability."
She sits down in his lap as she cleans his upper body, "I'm happy to hear okay now, but I'm going to take care of you the next few days."
She sits down next to him and embraces him, "They can't touch you unless you let them." She says comfortingly, just loud enough for them to hear.
His eyes widen at the word invulnerability before looking at his hands, "...Really?"
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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.'
Oliver mumbles the words, letting the magic flow into his system. It doesnt harm him for some reason, but he does start to see the dead around him, shades and lost souls.
"Wow....thats...thats amazing."
She rests them in the warm waters of the hot springs, taking out some soap and beginning to clean them.
They see more than just the remains of the dead. They see Merabelle, who had sensed the dark magic. She doesn't look angry, she doesn't look disappointed, she just walks over.
He tilts his head, looking up at them, "Really? What is it?"
Leo sighs, closing his eyes
Oliver looks up at her, his hands shaking as he closes his eyes and covers his ears.
"Amulet of invulnerability."
She sits down in his lap as she cleans his upper body, "I'm happy to hear okay now, but I'm going to take care of you the next few days."
She sits down next to him and embraces him, "They can't touch you unless you let them." She says comfortingly, just loud enough for them to hear.
His eyes widen at the word invulnerability before looking at his hands, "...Really?"
He nods, his head resting on her shoulders.
He shakes his head, still shaking
He nods, gently picking up the amulet.
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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.
He nods, slightly intimidated by her pose.
Oliver smiles a bit, picking at his food.
Theren guides him
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Oscar raises his gloved hand. "No, i'll get my blade fixed."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Another one of my choice you say?*
Henry is trying to sneak out of bed without KK having to worry about him, though his body has seemingly continued to grow the slightest bit, despite the Old Blood being purged from most of his system.
Flynn (The Dragon Elf alchemist I introed before.) is shadow boxing in the forest, the alchemy symbols on the back of his bandaged hands glowing as he fights a creature that doesn't exist, somehow throwing out elemental attempts with no components.
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.)
She nods, leaning over and kissing them again, taking a long moment for it, "Okay, if you say so."
She puts the book back down next to them, "I trust ya won't learn none. Love ya, Oliver."
The metal begins to warp and change in his hands, runes appearing as he tries to make the safest amulet he can.
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 notices him once he reaches the bottom of the stairs to the loft, her face lighting up upon seeing him awake again. "Henry, you're awake! Oh, thank gods you're okay!" She rushes over to him, hugging him a little too tightly, before she realizes a second later and loosens her embrace a bit. "Sorry, I'm- I'm just so happy you're alright."
Omori is also in the forest, collecting bones, when she notices Flynn and approaches a bit, curiously examining the alchemical symbols on his hands.
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)
She would notice he's once again, ever so slightly taller than he was before, smiling as he looks down at her, though to wake to please for help from the grip. He leans down, rubbing her back softly as he gives her a kiss, "Honey... what do you mean alright? What... what happened yesterday?" He asks, looking confused, feeling at his ear.
He looks over to them as he stops his workout, waving over to them with a silent smile, the glow dimming as he stops, walking over to them, squatting down to their level.
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.)
Leo nods, stunned into silence.
"Love you too mom..." he mumbles
Theren watches, still trying to gauge his power
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She sits down next to the bed once more, just keeping herself nearby in case they are needed, "Do you want to rest in the hot springs?"
She pats their head, walking off to do some work around the orphanage.
He keeps going, but the more they analyze, the less they can comprehend, he was powerful before, he's something else entirely now.
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.)
"When we were working on the Old Blood together, you collapsed. I got you to my friend Merabelle, and she healed everything up." She explains.
The little shadow looks up at them with a small smile as well. "Hi!" She says cheerfully.
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)
"Thatd be nice."
Oscar finishes his breakfast then takes his book to go hide somewhere in the dark to study the book some more.
Theren makes mental notes
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
His eyes fill with worry, unsure what to say before giving them a hug, "Okay, everything is fine now... right? She just healed me?"
He points to his ears, before giving them a friendly wave. He points to his throat, suggesting he can hear them, but can't or won't speak.
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.)
She picks them up, beginning to walk towards the hot spring, holding them tightly to her chest.
(That doesn't sound good, oh well, we'll have to see where this goes.)
He puts down the amulet, putting it on the table. An amulet of invulnerability.
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.)
Leo lets her, enjoying the pampering
Oliver mumbles the words, letting the magic flow into his system. It doesnt harm him for some reason, but he does start to see the dead around him, shades and lost souls.
"Wow....thats...thats amazing."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She rests them in the warm waters of the hot springs, taking out some soap and beginning to clean them.
They see more than just the remains of the dead. They see Merabelle, who had sensed the dark magic. She doesn't look angry, she doesn't look disappointed, she just walks over.
He tilts his head, looking up at them, "Really? What is it?"
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.)
"She healed you the best she could... which... which did include her purging some of the Old Blood from your system. I don't know how much, though." She responds, also somewhat worried but just glad he's okay.
She nods in understanding, looking at his hands. "What are those symbols?" She asks, pointing to the alchemical runes.
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)
He nods, walking somewhere he can sit down, sitting down next to the piano, sitting on the bench as he feels at his chest. He begins to dry heave, holding his head as little specks of blood come out with each cough, shaking his head as he forces himself to stop.
He puts his hand on the ground, the grass and dirt where he puts his hand turned into cobblestones, the runes glowing as he does, signing "Alchemy."
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.)
Leo sighs, closing his eyes
Oliver looks up at her, his hands shaking as he closes his eyes and covers his ears.
"Amulet of invulnerability."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She sits down in his lap as she cleans his upper body, "I'm happy to hear okay now, but I'm going to take care of you the next few days."
She sits down next to him and embraces him, "They can't touch you unless you let them." She says comfortingly, just loud enough for them to hear.
His eyes widen at the word invulnerability before looking at his hands, "...Really?"
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.)
He nods, his head resting on her shoulders.
He shakes his head, still shaking
He nods, gently picking up the amulet.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I love you so much," (Hey what's Leo's last name?)
She continues to comforting, sending off waves of radiance to send away the spirits.
He looks at them, clasping his hands together.
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.)