His normally half-lidded eyes widen. "Wow! Awesome! What's his name?"
"Tim. He wanted me to be their parent, and I happily obliged." It responds, absolutely beaming.
"Woo! That deserves a drink! What would you like? I've got a great dessert wine I've been saving for a special occasion: low proof, high sugar. But I've also got some real champagne from a truly excellent year! Or perhaps we could ditch the alcohol altogether and have some fresh spring water from Arvandor! What do you think?"
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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.
His normally half-lidded eyes widen. "Wow! Awesome! What's his name?"
"Tim. He wanted me to be their parent, and I happily obliged." It responds, absolutely beaming.
"Woo! That deserves a drink! What would you like? I've got a great dessert wine I've been saving for a special occasion: low proof, high sugar. But I've also got some real champagne from a truly excellent year! Or perhaps we could ditch the alcohol altogether and have some fresh spring water from Arvandor! What do you think?"
"I think I'd like the spring water- it sounds absolutely divine. That, and I don't think alcohol would be a wise choice for me, what with the constant flames."
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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)
Felix stomps, and the pink flames spiral around him in a nightmarish vortex, eating away at the dark magic at the cost of damaging Merabelle and the surrounding trees. Specifically, 33 fire damage, ignoring resistance and treating any 1s on the dice as 2s.
"Good." He says firmly, curling up into a ball to take a nap in Rag's warmth.
She realizes that some of the dark magic within herself had disappeared as a result at the attack. She walks over to Felix and hugs them, "I get what yer tryin' ta do, an' if ya want to cure me this way, I won't run or fight back, but there's another way."
He smiles down at them, making sure to prove a soothing warmth to the young dragon, "Do you want a proper parent?" He asks after a moment of thought.
He sighs and hugs back. "What is it?"
He rolls onto his back. "That would be nice."
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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.
"Woo! That deserves a drink! What would you like? I've got a great dessert wine I've been saving for a special occasion: low proof, high sugar. But I've also got some real champagne from a truly excellent year! Or perhaps we could ditch the alcohol altogether and have some fresh spring water from Arvandor! What do you think?"
"I think I'd like the spring water- it sounds absolutely divine. That, and I don't think alcohol would be a wise choice for me, what with the constant flames."
He shuffles through his bag of holding and pulls out the gourmet water. He pours himself a glass and hands Helianth the rest of the bottle. "A toast, to Tim and Helianth!"
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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.
"Woo! That deserves a drink! What would you like? I've got a great dessert wine I've been saving for a special occasion: low proof, high sugar. But I've also got some real champagne from a truly excellent year! Or perhaps we could ditch the alcohol altogether and have some fresh spring water from Arvandor! What do you think?"
"I think I'd like the spring water- it sounds absolutely divine. That, and I don't think alcohol would be a wise choice for me, what with the constant flames."
He shuffles through his bag of holding and pulls out the gourmet water. He pours himself a glass and hands Helianth the rest of the bottle. "A toast, to Tim and Helianth!"
"To Tim!" It raises the bottle, gently clinking it against his glass before a few of its roots extend down the neck of the bottle and begin siphoning the water within.
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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)
He shuffles through his bag of holding and pulls out the gourmet water. He pours himself a glass and hands Helianth the rest of the bottle. "A toast, to Tim and Helianth!"
"To Tim!" It raises the bottle, gently clinking it against his glass before a few of its roots extend down the neck of the bottle and begin siphoning the water within.
He drinks from his glass, and tears form in his eyes. Helianth, upon tasting the water, can immediately see why.
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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.
He shuffles through his bag of holding and pulls out the gourmet water. He pours himself a glass and hands Helianth the rest of the bottle. "A toast, to Tim and Helianth!"
"To Tim!" It raises the bottle, gently clinking it against his glass before a few of its roots extend down the neck of the bottle and begin siphoning the water within.
He drinks from his glass, and tears form in his eyes. Helianth, upon tasting the water, can immediately see why.
"My word... it's... sublime!" It says, absolutely in awe.
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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)
He shuffles through his bag of holding and pulls out the gourmet water. He pours himself a glass and hands Helianth the rest of the bottle. "A toast, to Tim and Helianth!"
"To Tim!" It raises the bottle, gently clinking it against his glass before a few of its roots extend down the neck of the bottle and begin siphoning the water within.
He drinks from his glass, and tears form in his eyes. Helianth, upon tasting the water, can immediately see why.
"My word... it's... sublime!" It says, absolutely in awe.
He wipes away his tears. "Yeah. I, uh, didn't think water could be that good..." His voice cracks, and he clears his throat. "We should save some for Tim."
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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.
He shuffles through his bag of holding and pulls out the gourmet water. He pours himself a glass and hands Helianth the rest of the bottle. "A toast, to Tim and Helianth!"
"To Tim!" It raises the bottle, gently clinking it against his glass before a few of its roots extend down the neck of the bottle and begin siphoning the water within.
He drinks from his glass, and tears form in his eyes. Helianth, upon tasting the water, can immediately see why.
"My word... it's... sublime!" It says, absolutely in awe.
He wipes away his tears. "Yeah. I, uh, didn't think water could be that good..." His voice cracks, and he clears his throat. "We should save some for Tim."
"Agreed." It removes its roots from the bottle, leaving more than enough for Tim to have some as well. "Would you perhaps like some pie? I recently made one using techniques I learned from 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)
He wipes away his tears. "Yeah. I, uh, didn't think water could be that good..." His voice cracks, and he clears his throat. "We should save some for Tim."
"Agreed." It removes its roots from the bottle, leaving more than enough for Tim to have some as well. "Would you perhaps like some pie? I recently made one using techniques I learned from you."
"Of course! I would love to try anything you make!"
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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.
He wipes away his tears. "Yeah. I, uh, didn't think water could be that good..." His voice cracks, and he clears his throat. "We should save some for Tim."
"Agreed." It removes its roots from the bottle, leaving more than enough for Tim to have some as well. "Would you perhaps like some pie? I recently made one using techniques I learned from you."
"Of course! I would love to try anything you make!"
"Wonderful! It's back at the ship, so I can go fetch it for us, if you'd like. Or we could go back to the ship together, whichever works better with you." It responds, stretching out its wings for a moment.
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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)
"Of course! I would love to try anything you make!"
"Wonderful! It's back at the ship, so I can go fetch it for us, if you'd like. Or we could go back to the ship together, whichever works better with you." It responds, stretching out its wings for a moment.
"I'd like to go with you. I haven't seen the Spelljammer in a while now." He takes its hand.
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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.
"Of course! I would love to try anything you make!"
"Wonderful! It's back at the ship, so I can go fetch it for us, if you'd like. Or we could go back to the ship together, whichever works better with you." It responds, stretching out its wings for a moment.
"I'd like to go with you. I haven't seen the Spelljammer in a while now." He takes its hand.
It nods, leading him back to the Starshredder. Once they arrive, it slithers into the kitchen for a moment and reemerges with the plate of pie in its hands, alongside a few other plates and forks.
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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)
"I'd like to go with you. I haven't seen the Spelljammer in a while now." He takes its hand.
It nods, leading him back to the Starshredder. Once they arrive, it slithers into the kitchen for a moment and reemerges with the plate of pie in its hands, alongside a few other plates and forks.
He grabs a plate eagerly and takes a bite. He chews for a couple moments, thinking. "How did you make this?"
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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.
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"I'd like to go with you. I haven't seen the Spelljammer in a while now." He takes its hand.
It nods, leading him back to the Starshredder. Once they arrive, it slithers into the kitchen for a moment and reemerges with the plate of pie in its hands, alongside a few other plates and forks.
He grabs a plate eagerly and takes a bite. He chews for a couple moments, thinking. "How did you make this?"
It has a texture more like a custard pie than a traditional pie. The divine dessert has a similar, energy-and-radiation flavor as the celestial flan, but with a bitter aftertaste of emotion. Of anger, fear, and a desperate desire to stay alive. "I made it with the distilled essence of a god. It was tricky, but I found your recipe for the flan made from stars could be somewhat tweaked and used for this."
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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)
*I'M BACK AND VERY SORRY FOR LEAVING, I HATE SPANISH CLASS*
*oh hello my favorite Jester*
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"Woo! That deserves a drink! What would you like? I've got a great dessert wine I've been saving for a special occasion: low proof, high sugar. But I've also got some real champagne from a truly excellent year! Or perhaps we could ditch the alcohol altogether and have some fresh spring water from Arvandor! What do you think?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I think I'd like the spring water- it sounds absolutely divine. That, and I don't think alcohol would be a wise choice for me, what with the constant flames."
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 sighs and hugs back. "What is it?"
He rolls onto his back. "That would be nice."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He shuffles through his bag of holding and pulls out the gourmet water. He pours himself a glass and hands Helianth the rest of the bottle. "A toast, to Tim and Helianth!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"To Tim!" It raises the bottle, gently clinking it against his glass before a few of its roots extend down the neck of the bottle and begin siphoning the water within.
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 drinks from his glass, and tears form in his eyes. Helianth, upon tasting the water, can immediately see why.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"My word... it's... sublime!" It says, absolutely in awe.
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 wipes away his tears. "Yeah. I, uh, didn't think water could be that good..." His voice cracks, and he clears his throat. "We should save some for Tim."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Agreed." It removes its roots from the bottle, leaving more than enough for Tim to have some as well. "Would you perhaps like some pie? I recently made one using techniques I learned from 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)
(hi Yvonne)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Whatever it takes
Yeah, take me to the top
I'm ready for whatever it takes
'Cause I love the adrenaline in my veins
I do what it takes
"Of course! I would love to try anything you make!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Wonderful! It's back at the ship, so I can go fetch it for us, if you'd like. Or we could go back to the ship together, whichever works better with you." It responds, stretching out its wings for a moment.
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'd like to go with you. I haven't seen the Spelljammer in a while now." He takes its hand.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
It nods, leading him back to the Starshredder. Once they arrive, it slithers into the kitchen for a moment and reemerges with the plate of pie in its hands, alongside a few other plates and forks.
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 grabs a plate eagerly and takes a bite. He chews for a couple moments, thinking. "How did you make this?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"man its cold out here" Knocks on the door of the tavern
*anybody wanna rp? Jester? Baal?*
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YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*I'M BACK AND VERY SORRY FOR LEAVING, I HATE SPANISH CLASS*
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.)
It has a texture more like a custard pie than a traditional pie. The divine dessert has a similar, energy-and-radiation flavor as the celestial flan, but with a bitter aftertaste of emotion. Of anger, fear, and a desperate desire to stay alive. "I made it with the distilled essence of a god. It was tricky, but I found your recipe for the flan made from stars could be somewhat tweaked and used for this."
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)
*oh hello my favorite Jester*
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25