She tilts her head to the side and watches him for a moment before closing her eyes.
"Val?.. The kobold?" he asks.
He takes the tea in both hands, watching them in return as he sips the tea, still scolding hot but unaffected by the heat.
He nods weakly, leaning back and taking deep breaths.
After a bit, her body suddenly shakes. She grabs a napkin and coughs into it. She pulls away from it, a glob of dark blood staining the white paper.
"Are you okay?"
He raises an eyebrow, putting down his tea as he looks at the dark blood, "I don't think you are as well as you suggest. I'm here if you want any help." His voice carries genuine concern.
"I almost drowned, I'll be fine in a sec."
"I will be fine. I have cast many spells of healing, even those of remove curse.. I have made amends with what is happening to me." she sighs.
He begins to crawl out of the water. Where once was a human man is now a creature that is a mix of crocodile, serpent, and even aboleth.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Loo has decided to expand his influence beyond the dock, and more than that, explore the place he calls home. He finds them sitting alone, and walks over to sit next to them, he assumes cigars aren't allowed inside, though an unlit one sits in-between his fingers. He looks like he was just doing some work, clothes having some ash and soot on his white t shirt, suspenders tightly held.
The man glances over. "Hey there." He has a light Korean accent. "Would you like to order?" He ignores the fact that he's bleeding and just scared off about 13 people by doing... something.
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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.
"I will be fine. I have cast many spells of healing, even those of remove curse.. I have made amends with what is happening to me." she sighs.
He begins to crawl out of the water. Where once was a human man is now a creature that is a mix of crocodile, serpent, and even aboleth.
"I know I cannot heal you any more than what has been tried, but I could help to make your life easier at least. If you are ever in need of anything, please ask."
He takes some more deep breath, less worried about their appearance than before, "I thought you were with Val and the rest... sorry."
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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.'
“That’s all I’ve been doing since I found out. But there’s no results yet. I’m not a medical expert, after all.”
He shrugs. “…yeah. You’re already married to her after all. I would’ve thought that that would be a step you’d take before getting hitched.”
"Hmm, well, luckily, your student is." She sits down at her desk, "What are the symptoms you know of?"
"Eh, she doesn't much like her parents, and they don't seem to have much fondness for them. The only reason I get to meet them is because of our daughter and son." He shrugs, "Want some veges?"
“Nothing has really emerged yet… but most likely similar to lymphoma. It’s magical in nature but presumably follows at least a few rules of ordinary afflictions.”
”Sure, if you don’t need them, but I wouldn’t wanna take them from you. Do you know why they’re estranged?”
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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.
Loo has decided to expand his influence beyond the dock, and more than that, explore the place he calls home. He finds them sitting alone, and walks over to sit next to them, he assumes cigars aren't allowed inside, though an unlit one sits in-between his fingers. He looks like he was just doing some work, clothes having some ash and soot on his white t shirt, suspenders tightly held.
The man glances over. "Hey there." He has a light Korean accent. "Would you like to order?" He ignores the fact that he's bleeding and just scared off about 13 people by doing... something.
He looks down to their wound where they are bleeding, squinting his eyes, "Not at the moment, if that's allowed. You know you are bleeding, do you want help with that?" He asks, putting his cigar away.
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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.'
"I will be fine. I have cast many spells of healing, even those of remove curse.. I have made amends with what is happening to me." she sighs.
He begins to crawl out of the water. Where once was a human man is now a creature that is a mix of crocodile, serpent, and even aboleth.
"I know I cannot heal you any more than what has been tried, but I could help to make your life easier at least. If you are ever in need of anything, please ask."
He takes some more deep breath, less worried about their appearance than before, "I thought you were with Val and the rest... sorry."
She sighs and rubs her temples "You are not going to let this go hm?"
"I am not with or working for anyone.." he grumbles.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
“That’s all I’ve been doing since I found out. But there’s no results yet. I’m not a medical expert, after all.”
He shrugs. “…yeah. You’re already married to her after all. I would’ve thought that that would be a step you’d take before getting hitched.”
"Hmm, well, luckily, your student is." She sits down at her desk, "What are the symptoms you know of?"
"Eh, she doesn't much like her parents, and they don't seem to have much fondness for them. The only reason I get to meet them is because of our daughter and son." He shrugs, "Want some veges?"
“Nothing has really emerged yet… but most likely similar to lymphoma. It’s magical in nature but presumably follows at least a few rules of ordinary afflictions.”
”Sure, if you don’t need them, but I wouldn’t wanna take them from you. Do you know why they’re estranged?”
"Hmm, a magical disease." She opens her notebook and begins writing "We have the date of fatality down to a range of years, and nothing has emerged from what we know."
"I know practically nothing about them, other than one is a god, and the other isn't." He begins plucking greens from the garden.
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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.'
"I will be fine. I have cast many spells of healing, even those of remove curse.. I have made amends with what is happening to me." she sighs.
He begins to crawl out of the water. Where once was a human man is now a creature that is a mix of crocodile, serpent, and even aboleth.
"I know I cannot heal you any more than what has been tried, but I could help to make your life easier at least. If you are ever in need of anything, please ask."
He takes some more deep breath, less worried about their appearance than before, "I thought you were with Val and the rest... sorry."
She sighs and rubs her temples "You are not going to let this go hm?"
"I am not with or working for anyone.." he grumbles.
"If I did, I wouldn't be who I am." He chuckles with a smile, "Will you allow me to help you?"
He nods again, "Well, I saw you with them, I shouldn't have assumed."
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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.'
Sam walks into the diner, a curious expression on his face that makes him look akin to a dog or otter. He quickly fixes his shaggy mohawk, brushing it back. His eyes meet the cook's as he waves and smiles brightly. "Oi there! Ye open?"
He nods. "Yup. Anything you're interested in? We've recently started offering salads, but in cups to make them portable." He pulls a needle and thread from his pocket and begins to stitch his wounds.
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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.
*Goooooooood morning, laddies, lasses, and lassos! How doth thee fare today?*
Omori is continuing her study of the druidic arts, getting ever closer to casting her first 2nd-level spell. She occasionally consults the notes she took from her time in the star fields, using the guidance within to gradually improve her technique.
The Architect is continuing her experiments with the blight flower serum, hoping to find some way to safely incorporate another powerful magical substance into the smorgasbord of eldritch influences she's made herself into. The nearby nightmare child, who I am deciding shall be named Luna, is playfully tearing a piece of cloth into tiny shreds with their teeth and claws.
Mavis has finished creating her monster-scale mail, and has decided to test it. She has set off to hunt another beast in the forest, wearing her somewhat-imposing looking armor as she prepares her weapons.
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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)
The man glances over. "Hey there." He has a light Korean accent. "Would you like to order?" He ignores the fact that he's bleeding and just scared off about 13 people by doing... something.
He looks down to their wound where they are bleeding, squinting his eyes, "Not at the moment, if that's allowed. You know you are bleeding, do you want help with that?" He asks, putting his cigar away.
He looks at the knife wounds across his arm and torso. "I'd like that, thank you. We only have bandaids, and I can't cook while bleeding."
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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.
The man glances over. "Hey there." He has a light Korean accent. "Would you like to order?" He ignores the fact that he's bleeding and just scared off about 13 people by doing... something.
He looks down to their wound where they are bleeding, squinting his eyes, "Not at the moment, if that's allowed. You know you are bleeding, do you want help with that?" He asks, putting his cigar away.
He looks at the knife wounds across his arm and torso. "I'd like that, thank you. We only have bandaids, and I can't cook while bleeding."
He tears off a bit of his shirt, putting pressure on the wound to stop the bleeding while he wraps up both injuries, "Mind explaining how you got these?"
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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.'
*Goooooooood morning, laddies, lasses, and lassos! How doth thee fare today?*
Omori is continuing her study of the druidic arts, getting ever closer to casting her first 2nd-level spell. She occasionally consults the notes she took from her time in the star fields, using the guidance within to gradually improve her technique.
The Architect is continuing her experiments with the blight flower serum, hoping to find some way to safely incorporate another powerful magical substance into the smorgasbord of eldritch influences she's made herself into. The nearby nightmare child, who I am deciding shall be named Luna, is playfully tearing a piece of cloth into tiny shreds with their teeth and claws.
Mavis has finished creating her monster-scale mail, and has decided to test it. She has set off to hunt another beast in the forest, wearing her somewhat-imposing looking armor as she prepares her weapons.
*Hello, if I didn't already have three rps, I would rp with you, I apologize, and Luna is an amazing name, an homage to Moon, who doesn't have the interest to write anymore.*
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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.'
"I will be fine. I have cast many spells of healing, even those of remove curse.. I have made amends with what is happening to me." she sighs.
He begins to crawl out of the water. Where once was a human man is now a creature that is a mix of crocodile, serpent, and even aboleth.
"I know I cannot heal you any more than what has been tried, but I could help to make your life easier at least. If you are ever in need of anything, please ask."
He takes some more deep breath, less worried about their appearance than before, "I thought you were with Val and the rest... sorry."
She sighs and rubs her temples "You are not going to let this go hm?"
"I am not with or working for anyone.." he grumbles.
"If I did, I wouldn't be who I am." He chuckles with a smile, "Will you allow me to help you?"
He nods again, "Well, I saw you with them, I shouldn't have assumed."
She stares at him before shaking her head.
He huffs and begins to dry off. The more he becomes dry, the more he takes back on his human shape.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Sam walks into the diner, a curious expression on his face that makes him look akin to a dog or otter. He quickly fixes his shaggy mohawk, brushing it back. His eyes meet the cook's as he waves and smiles brightly. "Oi there! Ye open?"
He nods. "Yup. Anything you're interested in? We've recently started offering salads, but in cups to make them portable." He pulls a needle and thread from his pocket and begins to stitch his wounds.
Sam hisses, wincing at the display "Oi! That can't be good now can it. Here, let me try." he grins and walks up to them.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Goooooooood morning, laddies, lasses, and lassos! How doth thee fare today?*
Omori is continuing her study of the druidic arts, getting ever closer to casting her first 2nd-level spell. She occasionally consults the notes she took from her time in the star fields, using the guidance within to gradually improve her technique.
The Architect is continuing her experiments with the blight flower serum, hoping to find some way to safely incorporate another powerful magical substance into the smorgasbord of eldritch influences she's made herself into. The nearby nightmare child, who I am deciding shall be named Luna, is playfully tearing a piece of cloth into tiny shreds with their teeth and claws.
Mavis has finished creating her monster-scale mail, and has decided to test it. She has set off to hunt another beast in the forest, wearing her somewhat-imposing looking armor as she prepares her weapons.
*Hello, if I didn't already have three rps, I would rp with you, I apologize, and Luna is an amazing name, an homage to Moon, who doesn't have the interest to write anymore.*
*That's alright- hopefully we can find the time later. The name is both a homage to Moon, and a slight homage to Bloodborne's Moon Presence.*
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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 will be fine. I have cast many spells of healing, even those of remove curse.. I have made amends with what is happening to me." she sighs.
He begins to crawl out of the water. Where once was a human man is now a creature that is a mix of crocodile, serpent, and even aboleth.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The man glances over. "Hey there." He has a light Korean accent. "Would you like to order?" He ignores the fact that he's bleeding and just scared off about 13 people by doing... something.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I know I cannot heal you any more than what has been tried, but I could help to make your life easier at least. If you are ever in need of anything, please ask."
He takes some more deep breath, less worried about their appearance than before, "I thought you were with Val and the rest... sorry."
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.)
“Nothing has really emerged yet… but most likely similar to lymphoma. It’s magical in nature but presumably follows at least a few rules of ordinary afflictions.”
”Sure, if you don’t need them, but I wouldn’t wanna take them from you. Do you know why they’re estranged?”
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.
He looks down to their wound where they are bleeding, squinting his eyes, "Not at the moment, if that's allowed. You know you are bleeding, do you want help with that?" He asks, putting his cigar away.
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 sighs and rubs her temples "You are not going to let this go hm?"
"I am not with or working for anyone.." he grumbles.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Hmm, a magical disease." She opens her notebook and begins writing "We have the date of fatality down to a range of years, and nothing has emerged from what we know."
"I know practically nothing about them, other than one is a god, and the other isn't." He begins plucking greens from the garden.
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.)
"If I did, I wouldn't be who I am." He chuckles with a smile, "Will you allow me to help you?"
He nods again, "Well, I saw you with them, I shouldn't have assumed."
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. "Yup. Anything you're interested in? We've recently started offering salads, but in cups to make them portable." He pulls a needle and thread from his pocket and begins to stitch his wounds.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Goooooooood morning, laddies, lasses, and lassos! How doth thee fare today?*
Omori is continuing her study of the druidic arts, getting ever closer to casting her first 2nd-level spell. She occasionally consults the notes she took from her time in the star fields, using the guidance within to gradually improve her technique.
The Architect is continuing her experiments with the blight flower serum, hoping to find some way to safely incorporate another powerful magical substance into the smorgasbord of eldritch influences she's made herself into. The nearby nightmare child, who I am deciding shall be named Luna, is playfully tearing a piece of cloth into tiny shreds with their teeth and claws.
Mavis has finished creating her monster-scale mail, and has decided to test it. She has set off to hunt another beast in the forest, wearing her somewhat-imposing looking armor as she prepares her weapons.
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 looks at the knife wounds across his arm and torso. "I'd like that, thank you. We only have bandaids, and I can't cook while bleeding."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He tears off a bit of his shirt, putting pressure on the wound to stop the bleeding while he wraps up both injuries, "Mind explaining how you got these?"
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.)
*Hello, if I didn't already have three rps, I would rp with you, I apologize, and Luna is an amazing name, an homage to Moon, who doesn't have the interest to write anymore.*
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 stares at him before shaking her head.
He huffs and begins to dry off. The more he becomes dry, the more he takes back on his human shape.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Sam hisses, wincing at the display "Oi! That can't be good now can it. Here, let me try." he grins and walks up to them.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He sighs, "Then I won't help you directly." He finishes his tea, closing his eyes.
"Are you friends with them?" He asks, curious to the transformation, watching them closely.
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 grumbles and tilts her head back, "Why.."
"I don't know. Im scared I might've helped you and also put a bounty on my head."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*That's alright- hopefully we can find the time later. The name is both a homage to Moon, and a slight homage to Bloodborne's Moon Presence.*
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 tilts his head, thinking about the answer, "It's the only thing I want to do anymore, help others, elevate them above myself."
He shakes his head, shaking still "They... probably wouldn't do that... probably. You should go before you're seen with me."
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.)
*Of course, which makes it all the better. I really hope we find time at some point, because, you may already know, but I am leaving Dnd beyond soon.*
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.)