”Man, I wish I could eat. I’d take anything at this point.” He sighs, “But sadly, as you can see,” and he tries to pick up an item from a nearby table, his hand passes through it. “I’m not entirely here.”
”Man, I wish I could eat. I’d take anything at this point.” He sighs, “But sadly, as you can see,” and he tries to pick up an item from a nearby table, his hand passes through it. “I’m not entirely here.”
"Ya dead?" He finishes his mouse.
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”Man, I wish I could eat. I’d take anything at this point.” He sighs, “But sadly, as you can see,” and he tries to pick up an item from a nearby table, his hand passes through it. “I’m not entirely here.”
"Ya dead?" He finishes his mouse.
“I really hope not. That ruins a lot of my plans. What’s your name?”
Suddenly, outside the hold, Someone riding a giant flying mortar and Pestle appears. They land, get out of the mortar, which shrinks to become 6 inches tall. They pick it up. They have Hazel eyes, short brown, untidy hair, chestnut colored skin, and are wearing common clothes. On their belt, are numerous viles of strange, colorful liquids as well as a sickle and a Dagger. They have a small satchel on their side, which is colorful and contains depictions of what looks like the Feywild. He walks into the Hold.
”Man, I wish I could eat. I’d take anything at this point.” He sighs, “But sadly, as you can see,” and he tries to pick up an item from a nearby table, his hand passes through it. “I’m not entirely here.”
"Ya dead?" He finishes his mouse.
“I really hope not. That ruins a lot of my plans. What’s your name?”
"I'm Grakir. I'm a necromancer. And your name?" He extends a talon in greeting.
Suddenly, outside the hold, Someone riding a giant flying mortar and Pestle appears. They land, get out of the mortar, which shrinks to become 6 inches tall. They pick it up. They have Hazel eyes, short brown, untidy hair, chestnut colored skin, and are wearing common clothes. On their belt, are numerous viles of strange, colorful liquids as well as a sickle and a Dagger. They have a small satchel on their side, which is colorful and contains depictions of what looks like the Feywild. He walks into the Hold.
You see an owlin talking with a gentleman over in a corner. The owlin waves at you slightly.
*Archfey, I just wanna say, you have amazing descriptions, and characters. Here, and on Faction Wars, too*
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”Man, I wish I could eat. I’d take anything at this point.” He sighs, “But sadly, as you can see,” and he tries to pick up an item from a nearby table, his hand passes through it. “I’m not entirely here.”
"Ya dead?" He finishes his mouse.
“I really hope not. That ruins a lot of my plans. What’s your name?”
"I'm Grakir. I'm a necromancer. And your name?" He extends a talon in greeting.
Suddenly, outside the hold, Someone riding a giant flying mortar and Pestle appears. They land, get out of the mortar, which shrinks to become 6 inches tall. They pick it up. They have Hazel eyes, short brown, untidy hair, chestnut colored skin, and are wearing common clothes. On their belt, are numerous viles of strange, colorful liquids as well as a sickle and a Dagger. They have a small satchel on their side, which is colorful and contains depictions of what looks like the Feywild. He walks into the Hold.
You see an owlin talking with a gentleman over in a corner. The owlin waves at you slightly.
*Archfey, I just wanna say, you have amazing descriptions, and characters. Here, and on Faction Wars, too*
*thank you! I always worry that something won’t make sense, or it’ll be dumb. You just made my day*
He walks over to the Owlin, waving back.
*forgot to mention he’s a half elf*
”Hello there, would this be the nightmare hold?” He asks.
”Man, I wish I could eat. I’d take anything at this point.” He sighs, “But sadly, as you can see,” and he tries to pick up an item from a nearby table, his hand passes through it. “I’m not entirely here.”
"Ya dead?" He finishes his mouse.
“I really hope not. That ruins a lot of my plans. What’s your name?”
"I'm Grakir. I'm a necromancer. And your name?" He extends a talon in greeting.
Suddenly, outside the hold, Someone riding a giant flying mortar and Pestle appears. They land, get out of the mortar, which shrinks to become 6 inches tall. They pick it up. They have Hazel eyes, short brown, untidy hair, chestnut colored skin, and are wearing common clothes. On their belt, are numerous viles of strange, colorful liquids as well as a sickle and a Dagger. They have a small satchel on their side, which is colorful and contains depictions of what looks like the Feywild. He walks into the Hold.
You see an owlin talking with a gentleman over in a corner. The owlin waves at you slightly.
*Archfey, I just wanna say, you have amazing descriptions, and characters. Here, and on Faction Wars, too*
*thank you! I always worry that something won’t make sense, or it’ll be dumb. You just made my day*
He walks over to the Owlin, waving back.
*forgot to mention he’s a half elf*
”Hello there, would this be the nightmare hold?” He asks.
”Man, I wish I could eat. I’d take anything at this point.” He sighs, “But sadly, as you can see,” and he tries to pick up an item from a nearby table, his hand passes through it. “I’m not entirely here.”
"Ya dead?" He finishes his mouse.
“I really hope not. That ruins a lot of my plans. What’s your name?”
"I'm Grakir. I'm a necromancer. And your name?" He extends a talon in greeting.
Suddenly, outside the hold, Someone riding a giant flying mortar and Pestle appears. They land, get out of the mortar, which shrinks to become 6 inches tall. They pick it up. They have Hazel eyes, short brown, untidy hair, chestnut colored skin, and are wearing common clothes. On their belt, are numerous viles of strange, colorful liquids as well as a sickle and a Dagger. They have a small satchel on their side, which is colorful and contains depictions of what looks like the Feywild. He walks into the Hold.
You see an owlin talking with a gentleman over in a corner. The owlin waves at you slightly.
*Archfey, I just wanna say, you have amazing descriptions, and characters. Here, and on Faction Wars, too*
*thank you! I always worry that something won’t make sense, or it’ll be dumb. You just made my day*
He walks over to the Owlin, waving back.
*forgot to mention he’s a half elf*
”Hello there, would this be the nightmare hold?” He asks.
*please Yondor, i crave social interactions via figments of my imagination*
”Man, I wish I could eat. I’d take anything at this point.” He sighs, “But sadly, as you can see,” and he tries to pick up an item from a nearby table, his hand passes through it. “I’m not entirely here.”
"Ya dead?" He finishes his mouse.
“I really hope not. That ruins a lot of my plans. What’s your name?”
"I'm Grakir. I'm a necromancer. And your name?" He extends a talon in greeting.
Suddenly, outside the hold, Someone riding a giant flying mortar and Pestle appears. They land, get out of the mortar, which shrinks to become 6 inches tall. They pick it up. They have Hazel eyes, short brown, untidy hair, chestnut colored skin, and are wearing common clothes. On their belt, are numerous viles of strange, colorful liquids as well as a sickle and a Dagger. They have a small satchel on their side, which is colorful and contains depictions of what looks like the Feywild. He walks into the Hold.
You see an owlin talking with a gentleman over in a corner. The owlin waves at you slightly.
*Archfey, I just wanna say, you have amazing descriptions, and characters. Here, and on Faction Wars, too*
*thank you! I always worry that something won’t make sense, or it’ll be dumb. You just made my day*
He walks over to the Owlin, waving back.
*forgot to mention he’s a half elf*
”Hello there, would this be the nightmare hold?” He asks.
*Of course :)*
"Yyyyyes it would be! And what a Hold it is! When I first got here, pretty much everything surprised me. It's an interesting place. So what brings you here?"
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”Man, I wish I could eat. I’d take anything at this point.” He sighs, “But sadly, as you can see,” and he tries to pick up an item from a nearby table, his hand passes through it. “I’m not entirely here.”
"Ya dead?" He finishes his mouse.
“I really hope not. That ruins a lot of my plans. What’s your name?”
"I'm Grakir. I'm a necromancer. And your name?" He extends a talon in greeting.
Suddenly, outside the hold, Someone riding a giant flying mortar and Pestle appears. They land, get out of the mortar, which shrinks to become 6 inches tall. They pick it up. They have Hazel eyes, short brown, untidy hair, chestnut colored skin, and are wearing common clothes. On their belt, are numerous viles of strange, colorful liquids as well as a sickle and a Dagger. They have a small satchel on their side, which is colorful and contains depictions of what looks like the Feywild. He walks into the Hold.
You see an owlin talking with a gentleman over in a corner. The owlin waves at you slightly.
*Archfey, I just wanna say, you have amazing descriptions, and characters. Here, and on Faction Wars, too*
*thank you! I always worry that something won’t make sense, or it’ll be dumb. You just made my day*
He walks over to the Owlin, waving back.
*forgot to mention he’s a half elf*
”Hello there, would this be the nightmare hold?” He asks.
*Of course :)*
"Yyyyyes it would be! And what a Hold it is! When I first got here, pretty much everything surprised me. It's an interesting place. So what brings you here?"
“Oh, I’m Just exploring the shadowfell. Heard of this place, thought it might be interesting. It is certainly… different from the fey wild. It’s a lot less colorful. Not that thats a downside, or anything.” He spoke quickly, as if he was making something up on the spot.
”Man, I wish I could eat. I’d take anything at this point.” He sighs, “But sadly, as you can see,” and he tries to pick up an item from a nearby table, his hand passes through it. “I’m not entirely here.”
"Ya dead?" He finishes his mouse.
“I really hope not. That ruins a lot of my plans. What’s your name?”
"I'm Grakir. I'm a necromancer. And your name?" He extends a talon in greeting.
Suddenly, outside the hold, Someone riding a giant flying mortar and Pestle appears. They land, get out of the mortar, which shrinks to become 6 inches tall. They pick it up. They have Hazel eyes, short brown, untidy hair, chestnut colored skin, and are wearing common clothes. On their belt, are numerous viles of strange, colorful liquids as well as a sickle and a Dagger. They have a small satchel on their side, which is colorful and contains depictions of what looks like the Feywild. He walks into the Hold.
You see an owlin talking with a gentleman over in a corner. The owlin waves at you slightly.
*Archfey, I just wanna say, you have amazing descriptions, and characters. Here, and on Faction Wars, too*
*thank you! I always worry that something won’t make sense, or it’ll be dumb. You just made my day*
He walks over to the Owlin, waving back.
*forgot to mention he’s a half elf*
”Hello there, would this be the nightmare hold?” He asks.
*Of course :)*
"Yyyyyes it would be! And what a Hold it is! When I first got here, pretty much everything surprised me. It's an interesting place. So what brings you here?"
“Oh, I’m Just exploring the shadowfell. Heard of this place, thought it might be interesting. It is certainly… different from the fey wild. It’s a lot less colorful. Not that thats a downside, or anything.” He spoke quickly, as if he was making something up on the spot.
"Hah, yes, kinda grey. There were some more colorful decorations around Halloween, though."
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”Man, I wish I could eat. I’d take anything at this point.” He sighs, “But sadly, as you can see,” and he tries to pick up an item from a nearby table, his hand passes through it. “I’m not entirely here.”
"Ya dead?" He finishes his mouse.
“I really hope not. That ruins a lot of my plans. What’s your name?”
"I'm Grakir. I'm a necromancer. And your name?" He extends a talon in greeting.
Suddenly, outside the hold, Someone riding a giant flying mortar and Pestle appears. They land, get out of the mortar, which shrinks to become 6 inches tall. They pick it up. They have Hazel eyes, short brown, untidy hair, chestnut colored skin, and are wearing common clothes. On their belt, are numerous viles of strange, colorful liquids as well as a sickle and a Dagger. They have a small satchel on their side, which is colorful and contains depictions of what looks like the Feywild. He walks into the Hold.
You see an owlin talking with a gentleman over in a corner. The owlin waves at you slightly.
*Archfey, I just wanna say, you have amazing descriptions, and characters. Here, and on Faction Wars, too*
*thank you! I always worry that something won’t make sense, or it’ll be dumb. You just made my day*
He walks over to the Owlin, waving back.
*forgot to mention he’s a half elf*
”Hello there, would this be the nightmare hold?” He asks.
*Of course :)*
"Yyyyyes it would be! And what a Hold it is! When I first got here, pretty much everything surprised me. It's an interesting place. So what brings you here?"
“Oh, I’m Just exploring the shadowfell. Heard of this place, thought it might be interesting. It is certainly… different from the fey wild. It’s a lot less colorful. Not that thats a downside, or anything.” He spoke quickly, as if he was making something up on the spot.
"Hah, yes, kinda grey. There were some more colorful decorations around Halloween, though."
“I’ve heard of how this domain loves celebrating it quite a lot. Anyways, I’m Dracelos.”
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An owlin is eating a mouse in a corner.
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*This is Grakir. Have you ever met him, qdjfky57rz?*
*Also, we gotta decide on a nickname for ya. I can't just keep copy and pasting qdjfky57rz everywhere*
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Ok my name for everything now is Purplyte.
I’m Purplyte. Silly little weirdo.
𝐷𝑂𝑁𝑇 𝑀𝐼𝑁𝐷 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐹𝑂𝑁𝑇.
𝐴𝐿𝑊𝐴𝑌𝑆 𝐵𝑂𝑅𝐸𝐷
𝐹𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑎 𝑃𝑀. 𝑂𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑙𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑅𝑃!
Joshua walks over.
”Man, I wish I could eat. I’d take anything at this point.” He sighs, “But sadly, as you can see,” and he tries to pick up an item from a nearby table, his hand passes through it. “I’m not entirely here.”
I’m Purplyte. Silly little weirdo.
𝐷𝑂𝑁𝑇 𝑀𝐼𝑁𝐷 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐹𝑂𝑁𝑇.
𝐴𝐿𝑊𝐴𝑌𝑆 𝐵𝑂𝑅𝐸𝐷
𝐹𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑎 𝑃𝑀. 𝑂𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑙𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑅𝑃!
"Ya dead?" He finishes his mouse.
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“I really hope not. That ruins a lot of my plans. What’s your name?”
I’m Purplyte. Silly little weirdo.
𝐷𝑂𝑁𝑇 𝑀𝐼𝑁𝐷 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐹𝑂𝑁𝑇.
𝐴𝐿𝑊𝐴𝑌𝑆 𝐵𝑂𝑅𝐸𝐷
𝐹𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑎 𝑃𝑀. 𝑂𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑙𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑅𝑃!
"I'm Grakir. I'm a necromancer. And your name?" He extends a talon in greeting.
You see an owlin talking with a gentleman over in a corner. The owlin waves at you slightly.
*Archfey, I just wanna say, you have amazing descriptions, and characters. Here, and on Faction Wars, too*
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Description of Grakir
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*thank you! I always worry that something won’t make sense, or it’ll be dumb. You just made my day*
He walks over to the Owlin, waving back.
*forgot to mention he’s a half elf*
”Hello there, would this be the nightmare hold?” He asks.
*please Yondor, i crave social interactions via figments of my imagination*
*SORRY I had a ton of notifs*
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*its fine.* :)
*Same here lol*
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*Of course :)*
"Yyyyyes it would be! And what a Hold it is! When I first got here, pretty much everything surprised me. It's an interesting place. So what brings you here?"
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*my favorite pastime is rephrasing things to make them sound weird, my fellow cluster of nerve signals controlling a flesh puppet*
“Oh, I’m Just exploring the shadowfell. Heard of this place, thought it might be interesting. It is certainly… different from the fey wild. It’s a lot less colorful. Not that thats a downside, or anything.” He spoke quickly, as if he was making something up on the spot.
"Hah, yes, kinda grey. There were some more colorful decorations around Halloween, though."
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“I’ve heard of how this domain loves celebrating it quite a lot. Anyways, I’m Dracelos.”