After a few hours, Erica is done cleaning up the Hold. She goes to her room to get ready for her evening out with Limbo.
Limbo quickly catches Erica before she heads to get ready, gently putting his hand on her shoulder. "Hey, Erica. You can wear whatever you would like for what I've got planned, but I recommend wearing something warm on your feet." He then goes over to the entrance to the hold and waits, a big bag slung over his shoulder. He's wearing smart but lose clothes, a thin brown cotton jacket with a black leather join and white buttons, along with relatively warm looking boots.
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Dracelos is Mixing a smoke potion in preparation for “Halloween.”
The Master, awoken from his slumber by the word "Halloween," wanders up to him. "Hello, there! Who might you be? Have you checked in yet?"
“Hello! I’m Dracelos. And yes, i have.”
"Is your name in the book?" A massive book manifests in his hands. "Woop, yup! Here, take an official room key!"
He hands Dracelos a large, wrought-iron key with an eye worked into the design.
“Ooh, fancy.”
"Now tell me, what brings you to the Nightmare Hold? You don't have to answer if it makes you uncomfortable."
“Oh, Um.. I’m on vacation?” The Cauldron they are making a potion with starts stirring itself.
"Ah! Of course! The Hold is an excellent place to vacation! A shame you didn't get to meet it while it was awake. It just loves guests!"
“It’s living?”
"Oh, yes! My husband and I built it out of living shadowstuff, so now it can act on its own! It can rearrange rooms, light fires, put them out, and wouldn't believe how much money we save on lighting with this thing." He slaps the wall. His ears droop a bit, but he keeps smiling. "It, uh... only really wakes up in autumn. It loves seeing the spirit parades on the night of masks. It got that from my, uh, husband."
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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.
Dracelos is Mixing a smoke potion in preparation for “Halloween.”
The Master, awoken from his slumber by the word "Halloween," wanders up to him. "Hello, there! Who might you be? Have you checked in yet?"
“Hello! I’m Dracelos. And yes, i have.”
"Is your name in the book?" A massive book manifests in his hands. "Woop, yup! Here, take an official room key!"
He hands Dracelos a large, wrought-iron key with an eye worked into the design.
“Ooh, fancy.”
"Now tell me, what brings you to the Nightmare Hold? You don't have to answer if it makes you uncomfortable."
“Oh, Um.. I’m on vacation?” The Cauldron they are making a potion with starts stirring itself.
"Ah! Of course! The Hold is an excellent place to vacation! A shame you didn't get to meet it while it was awake. It just loves guests!"
“It’s living?”
"Oh, yes! My husband and I built it out of living shadowstuff, so now it can act on its own! It can rearrange rooms, light fires, put them out, and wouldn't believe how much money we save on lighting with this thing." He slaps the wall. His ears droop a bit, but he keeps smiling. "It, uh... only really wakes up in autumn. It loves seeing the spirit parades on the night of masks. It got that from my, uh, husband."
Dracelos is Mixing a smoke potion in preparation for “Halloween.”
The Master, awoken from his slumber by the word "Halloween," wanders up to him. "Hello, there! Who might you be? Have you checked in yet?"
“Hello! I’m Dracelos. And yes, i have.”
"Is your name in the book?" A massive book manifests in his hands. "Woop, yup! Here, take an official room key!"
He hands Dracelos a large, wrought-iron key with an eye worked into the design.
“Ooh, fancy.”
"Now tell me, what brings you to the Nightmare Hold? You don't have to answer if it makes you uncomfortable."
“Oh, Um.. I’m on vacation?” The Cauldron they are making a potion with starts stirring itself.
"Ah! Of course! The Hold is an excellent place to vacation! A shame you didn't get to meet it while it was awake. It just loves guests!"
“It’s living?”
"Oh, yes! My husband and I built it out of living shadowstuff, so now it can act on its own! It can rearrange rooms, light fires, put them out, and wouldn't believe how much money we save on lighting with this thing." He slaps the wall. His ears droop a bit, but he keeps smiling. "It, uh... only really wakes up in autumn. It loves seeing the spirit parades on the night of masks. It got that from my, uh, husband."
“Thats super cool! I have a living house.”
"Awesome! And now you have a living apartment too!"
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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.
Dracelos is Mixing a smoke potion in preparation for “Halloween.”
The Master, awoken from his slumber by the word "Halloween," wanders up to him. "Hello, there! Who might you be? Have you checked in yet?"
“Hello! I’m Dracelos. And yes, i have.”
"Is your name in the book?" A massive book manifests in his hands. "Woop, yup! Here, take an official room key!"
He hands Dracelos a large, wrought-iron key with an eye worked into the design.
“Ooh, fancy.”
"Now tell me, what brings you to the Nightmare Hold? You don't have to answer if it makes you uncomfortable."
“Oh, Um.. I’m on vacation?” The Cauldron they are making a potion with starts stirring itself.
"Ah! Of course! The Hold is an excellent place to vacation! A shame you didn't get to meet it while it was awake. It just loves guests!"
“It’s living?”
"Oh, yes! My husband and I built it out of living shadowstuff, so now it can act on its own! It can rearrange rooms, light fires, put them out, and wouldn't believe how much money we save on lighting with this thing." He slaps the wall. His ears droop a bit, but he keeps smiling. "It, uh... only really wakes up in autumn. It loves seeing the spirit parades on the night of masks. It got that from my, uh, husband."
“Thats super cool! I have a living house.”
"Awesome! And now you have a living apartment too!"
Limbo quickly catches Erica before she heads to get ready, gently putting his hand on her shoulder. "Hey, Erica. You can wear whatever you would like for what I've got planned, but I recommend wearing something warm on your feet." He then goes over to the entrance to the hold and waits, a big bag slung over his shoulder. He's wearing smart but lose clothes, a thin brown cotton jacket with a black leather join and white buttons, along with relatively warm looking boots.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
"The dinner bell is rung.
Ding, ding, ding,
God is dead..."
It's "Halloween" again! Time for spooky!
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Dracelos is Mixing a smoke potion in preparation for “Halloween.”
The Master, awoken from his slumber by the word "Halloween," wanders up to him. "Hello, there! Who might you be? Have you checked in yet?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Hello! I’m Dracelos. And yes, i have.”
"Is your name in the book?" A massive book manifests in his hands. "Woop, yup! Here, take an official room key!"
He hands Dracelos a large, wrought-iron key with an eye worked into the design.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Ooh, fancy.”
"Now tell me, what brings you to the Nightmare Hold? You don't have to answer if it makes you uncomfortable."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Oh, Um.. I’m on vacation?” The Cauldron they are making a potion with starts stirring itself.
"Ah! Of course! The Hold is an excellent place to vacation! A shame you didn't get to meet it while it was awake. It just loves guests!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“It’s living?”
"Oh, yes! My husband and I built it out of living shadowstuff, so now it can act on its own! It can rearrange rooms, light fires, put them out, and wouldn't believe how much money we save on lighting with this thing." He slaps the wall. His ears droop a bit, but he keeps smiling. "It, uh... only really wakes up in autumn. It loves seeing the spirit parades on the night of masks. It got that from my, uh, husband."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Thats super cool! I have a living house.”
Limbo is sitting in his chair, like always, drinking coffee. "Oh, the masters back. Maybe that will mean the staff here are a little more respondent."
*Hey Baalz, just wanted to check that the fact that I did this here was okay?*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*Sure! The Hold was sleeping anyway. It won't complain.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Awesome! And now you have a living apartment too!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Yay!”
The Master is eating a bucket of boiled eggs.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
dracelos walks over to them.
”Hello! How are you?”
"I was just thinking about adding another branch to the Hold. I'll have to wait until it wakes up, though."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.