"O-okay, but... y'know, I'm al-also the waiter, so, there's that." He looks at the innkeeper, then looks back to the alchemist. "S-sure."
He sets down a bag and rummages through it "I had something in here....ah here it is!!" he pulls out a small bottle with milky white liquids that naturally bubbles like its carbonated.
"Er, that looks..." the assistant pauses to think for a moment. "...fine, actually."
"Its a special little potion i made. It suppresses humanoid-based issues for a bit, Migraines, Hiccups, stuttering in your case."
"Oh, t-thank you! But, I, uh, don't t-think I could afford that. I can barely afford normal m-medicine as it is, a-and my stutter isn't s-so bad."
"Here, free of charge" he said and grinned "I make them all the time for my headaches"
"O-okay, but... y'know, I'm al-also the waiter, so, there's that." He looks at the innkeeper, then looks back to the alchemist. "S-sure."
He sets down a bag and rummages through it "I had something in here....ah here it is!!" he pulls out a small bottle with milky white liquids that naturally bubbles like its carbonated.
"Er, that looks..." the assistant pauses to think for a moment. "...fine, actually."
"Its a special little potion i made. It suppresses humanoid-based issues for a bit, Migraines, Hiccups, stuttering in your case."
"Oh, t-thank you! But, I, uh, don't t-think I could afford that. I can barely afford normal m-medicine as it is, a-and my stutter isn't s-so bad."
"Here, free of charge" he said and grinned "I make them all the time for my headaches"
"Oh, uh, thank you sir!"
He nods and pulls out a book from the bag as well as a box of different dried herbs, powdered metals, glass vials and such.
"O-okay, but... y'know, I'm al-also the waiter, so, there's that." He looks at the innkeeper, then looks back to the alchemist. "S-sure."
He sets down a bag and rummages through it "I had something in here....ah here it is!!" he pulls out a small bottle with milky white liquids that naturally bubbles like its carbonated.
"Er, that looks..." the assistant pauses to think for a moment. "...fine, actually."
"Its a special little potion i made. It suppresses humanoid-based issues for a bit, Migraines, Hiccups, stuttering in your case."
"Oh, t-thank you! But, I, uh, don't t-think I could afford that. I can barely afford normal m-medicine as it is, a-and my stutter isn't s-so bad."
"Here, free of charge" he said and grinned "I make them all the time for my headaches"
"Oh, uh, thank you sir!"
He nods and pulls out a book from the bag as well as a box of different dried herbs, powdered metals, glass vials and such.
"O-okay, but... y'know, I'm al-also the waiter, so, there's that." He looks at the innkeeper, then looks back to the alchemist. "S-sure."
He sets down a bag and rummages through it "I had something in here....ah here it is!!" he pulls out a small bottle with milky white liquids that naturally bubbles like its carbonated.
"Er, that looks..." the assistant pauses to think for a moment. "...fine, actually."
"Its a special little potion i made. It suppresses humanoid-based issues for a bit, Migraines, Hiccups, stuttering in your case."
"Oh, t-thank you! But, I, uh, don't t-think I could afford that. I can barely afford normal m-medicine as it is, a-and my stutter isn't s-so bad."
"Here, free of charge" he said and grinned "I make them all the time for my headaches"
"Oh, uh, thank you sir!"
He nods and pulls out a book from the bag as well as a box of different dried herbs, powdered metals, glass vials and such.
"What's all that for sir?"
"I make potions and other things for a living" he said
"O-okay, but... y'know, I'm al-also the waiter, so, there's that." He looks at the innkeeper, then looks back to the alchemist. "S-sure."
He sets down a bag and rummages through it "I had something in here....ah here it is!!" he pulls out a small bottle with milky white liquids that naturally bubbles like its carbonated.
"Er, that looks..." the assistant pauses to think for a moment. "...fine, actually."
"Its a special little potion i made. It suppresses humanoid-based issues for a bit, Migraines, Hiccups, stuttering in your case."
"Oh, t-thank you! But, I, uh, don't t-think I could afford that. I can barely afford normal m-medicine as it is, a-and my stutter isn't s-so bad."
"Here, free of charge" he said and grinned "I make them all the time for my headaches"
"Oh, uh, thank you sir!"
He nods and pulls out a book from the bag as well as a box of different dried herbs, powdered metals, glass vials and such.
"What's all that for sir?"
"I make potions and other things for a living" he said
"Ah! I've met herbalists before, but never a true alchemist. Is that how your bird, uh.... got the way it is?"
"O-okay, but... y'know, I'm al-also the waiter, so, there's that." He looks at the innkeeper, then looks back to the alchemist. "S-sure."
He sets down a bag and rummages through it "I had something in here....ah here it is!!" he pulls out a small bottle with milky white liquids that naturally bubbles like its carbonated.
"Er, that looks..." the assistant pauses to think for a moment. "...fine, actually."
"Its a special little potion i made. It suppresses humanoid-based issues for a bit, Migraines, Hiccups, stuttering in your case."
"Oh, t-thank you! But, I, uh, don't t-think I could afford that. I can barely afford normal m-medicine as it is, a-and my stutter isn't s-so bad."
"Here, free of charge" he said and grinned "I make them all the time for my headaches"
"Oh, uh, thank you sir!"
He nods and pulls out a book from the bag as well as a box of different dried herbs, powdered metals, glass vials and such.
"What's all that for sir?"
"I make potions and other things for a living" he said
"Ah! I've met herbalists before, but never a true alchemist. Is that how your bird, uh.... got the way it is?"
"Thats my Patron, Allegore." he said "Well a manifestation of him". The Raven hops off his shoulder and jumps around, clicking its teeth.
*Ah. I guess I should give you the demon lore for Fether. It's a bit different from the usual lore, but they're still embodiments of chaos and evil.
Below the world, where all worlds before it have fallen into, is the Howling Maw. The Maw has an aura of destruction, meaning that everything in there rapidly ages, decays, and breaks. But some creatures from previous worlds have learned to repair themselves with whatever material they find lying around, including each other. Demons in Fether are massive creatures that are made out of rusted metal, cracked concrete, and bleeding, rotting flesh. They are ruthless to a fault and terrifying to behold, and lesser demons constantly slough off of their bodies.
*
"A demon," the assistant chuckles. "It seems kinda... friendly for a demon. You must be either very fortunate or very evil, and you haven't killed us all yet, so I think it's probably the former."
*Ah. I guess I should give you the demon lore for Fether. It's a bit different from the usual lore, but they're still embodiments of chaos and evil.
Below the world, where all worlds before it have fallen into, is the Howling Maw. The Maw has an aura of destruction, meaning that everything in there rapidly ages, decays, and breaks. But some creatures from previous worlds have learned to repair themselves with whatever material they find lying around, including each other. Demons in Fether are massive creatures that are made out of rusted metal, cracked concrete, and bleeding, rotting flesh. They are ruthless to a fault and terrifying to behold, and lesser demons constantly slough off of their bodies.
*
"A demon," the assistant chuckles. "It seems kinda... friendly for a demon. You must be either very fortunate or very evil, and you haven't killed us all yet, so I think it's probably the former."
"Oh no, in return for his services, i am to sacrifice my soul to him if i fail to complete a task of his"
*Ah. I guess I should give you the demon lore for Fether. It's a bit different from the usual lore, but they're still embodiments of chaos and evil.
Below the world, where all worlds before it have fallen into, is the Howling Maw. The Maw has an aura of destruction, meaning that everything in there rapidly ages, decays, and breaks. But some creatures from previous worlds have learned to repair themselves with whatever material they find lying around, including each other. Demons in Fether are massive creatures that are made out of rusted metal, cracked concrete, and bleeding, rotting flesh. They are ruthless to a fault and terrifying to behold, and lesser demons constantly slough off of their bodies.
*
"A demon," the assistant chuckles. "It seems kinda... friendly for a demon. You must be either very fortunate or very evil, and you haven't killed us all yet, so I think it's probably the former."
"Oh no, in return for his services, i am to sacrifice my soul to him if i fail to complete a task of his"
He winces."That sounds awful. You need something to drink?" He seems genuinely concerned for the alchemist's wellbeing.
*Ah. I guess I should give you the demon lore for Fether. It's a bit different from the usual lore, but they're still embodiments of chaos and evil.
Below the world, where all worlds before it have fallen into, is the Howling Maw. The Maw has an aura of destruction, meaning that everything in there rapidly ages, decays, and breaks. But some creatures from previous worlds have learned to repair themselves with whatever material they find lying around, including each other. Demons in Fether are massive creatures that are made out of rusted metal, cracked concrete, and bleeding, rotting flesh. They are ruthless to a fault and terrifying to behold, and lesser demons constantly slough off of their bodies.
*
"A demon," the assistant chuckles. "It seems kinda... friendly for a demon. You must be either very fortunate or very evil, and you haven't killed us all yet, so I think it's probably the former."
"Oh no, in return for his services, i am to sacrifice my soul to him if i fail to complete a task of his"
He winces."That sounds awful. You need something to drink?" He seems genuinely concerned for the alchemist's wellbeing.
"Hm.. Tea please." He said and handed the assistant a gold piece.
*Ah. I guess I should give you the demon lore for Fether. It's a bit different from the usual lore, but they're still embodiments of chaos and evil.
Below the world, where all worlds before it have fallen into, is the Howling Maw. The Maw has an aura of destruction, meaning that everything in there rapidly ages, decays, and breaks. But some creatures from previous worlds have learned to repair themselves with whatever material they find lying around, including each other. Demons in Fether are massive creatures that are made out of rusted metal, cracked concrete, and bleeding, rotting flesh. They are ruthless to a fault and terrifying to behold, and lesser demons constantly slough off of their bodies.
*
"A demon," the assistant chuckles. "It seems kinda... friendly for a demon. You must be either very fortunate or very evil, and you haven't killed us all yet, so I think it's probably the former."
"Oh no, in return for his services, i am to sacrifice my soul to him if i fail to complete a task of his"
He winces."That sounds awful. You need something to drink?" He seems genuinely concerned for the alchemist's wellbeing.
"Hm.. Tea please." He said and handed the assistant a gold piece.
The assistant nods grimly and goes to the kitchen.
*Ah. I guess I should give you the demon lore for Fether. It's a bit different from the usual lore, but they're still embodiments of chaos and evil.
Below the world, where all worlds before it have fallen into, is the Howling Maw. The Maw has an aura of destruction, meaning that everything in there rapidly ages, decays, and breaks. But some creatures from previous worlds have learned to repair themselves with whatever material they find lying around, including each other. Demons in Fether are massive creatures that are made out of rusted metal, cracked concrete, and bleeding, rotting flesh. They are ruthless to a fault and terrifying to behold, and lesser demons constantly slough off of their bodies.
*
"A demon," the assistant chuckles. "It seems kinda... friendly for a demon. You must be either very fortunate or very evil, and you haven't killed us all yet, so I think it's probably the former."
"Oh no, in return for his services, i am to sacrifice my soul to him if i fail to complete a task of his"
He winces."That sounds awful. You need something to drink?" He seems genuinely concerned for the alchemist's wellbeing.
"Hm.. Tea please." He said and handed the assistant a gold piece.
The assistant nods grimly and goes to the kitchen.
"Oh, uh, thank you sir!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He nods and pulls out a book from the bag as well as a box of different dried herbs, powdered metals, glass vials and such.
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
"What's all that for sir?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I make potions and other things for a living" he said
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
"Ah! I've met herbalists before, but never a true alchemist. Is that how your bird, uh.... got the way it is?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Thats my Patron, Allegore." he said "Well a manifestation of him". The Raven hops off his shoulder and jumps around, clicking its teeth.
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. What... is he? Your patron, I mean." The raven seems to be making him nervous.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"a demon" He said and chuckled "Most people are afraid of them"
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
*Ah. I guess I should give you the demon lore for Fether. It's a bit different from the usual lore, but they're still embodiments of chaos and evil.
Below the world, where all worlds before it have fallen into, is the Howling Maw. The Maw has an aura of destruction, meaning that everything in there rapidly ages, decays, and breaks. But some creatures from previous worlds have learned to repair themselves with whatever material they find lying around, including each other. Demons in Fether are massive creatures that are made out of rusted metal, cracked concrete, and bleeding, rotting flesh. They are ruthless to a fault and terrifying to behold, and lesser demons constantly slough off of their bodies.
*
"A demon," the assistant chuckles. "It seems kinda... friendly for a demon. You must be either very fortunate or very evil, and you haven't killed us all yet, so I think it's probably the former."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Oh no, in return for his services, i am to sacrifice my soul to him if i fail to complete a task of his"
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
He winces."That sounds awful. You need something to drink?" He seems genuinely concerned for the alchemist's wellbeing.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Hm.. Tea please." He said and handed the assistant a gold piece.
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
The assistant nods grimly and goes to the kitchen.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
The Alchemist waves before sitting down.
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
The lights flicker, and the ground heaves as if breathing.
The innkeeper and the assistant are desperately trying to keep things from falling over.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Baalzeboop, i've underestimated you. I jsut read through your lore, and jesus is it fabulous*
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
this is cool.
me fred.
Me also like seven hundred other characters that I don´t want to go through.
I am currently writing a collection of short stories called ¨tales from the pocket realm.¨
*Thank you so much for the kind words! Actually, any feedback is great!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Stroth is messing with powdered metal from his alchemy box.
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
The innkeeper is arranging coins into neat little rows on his desk.
The unseen chef is singing again.
The assistant is trying to sing along. He's not doing very well.
The automaton is still in the crudely dug-out hole of a basement, chopping away.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels