Esper is in the courtyard, stabbing skeletons with a living wooden knife.
Thanatos comes out and watches them after he finishes his water
as he stabs one of the skeletons, vines and roots burst out of the ground and tear them to shreds. "Oh, hey. how are you doing?"
"I do well youngling." He says, leaning against the wall
"Hahhah. 'youngling'. you have a sense of humor."
"Well, to me you're pretty young." He says, cracking a smile
"you could possibly be older, considering there is a such thing as immortality, but i doubt that you could still consider me to be 'young.'"
"Really, how old are you then?"
"Older than the first Autumn."
*however old that is.*
"I see, that is indeed quite old. However, i am older than many of the planes you've seen. In the beginning, there was only my kind."
"Impressive." he says, a vine crushing the skull of a skeleton behind him. "speaking of 'your kind,' what are you?"
"I am... the ferryman of souls. A reaper." He says after a moment of thinking
"Hmm. Interesting. iv'e never met someone like that. i'm guessing the dead paid you those coins?"
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Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
Esper is in the courtyard, stabbing skeletons with a living wooden knife.
Thanatos comes out and watches them after he finishes his water
as he stabs one of the skeletons, vines and roots burst out of the ground and tear them to shreds. "Oh, hey. how are you doing?"
"I do well youngling." He says, leaning against the wall
"Hahhah. 'youngling'. you have a sense of humor."
"Well, to me you're pretty young." He says, cracking a smile
"you could possibly be older, considering there is a such thing as immortality, but i doubt that you could still consider me to be 'young.'"
"Really, how old are you then?"
"Older than the first Autumn."
*however old that is.*
"I see, that is indeed quite old. However, i am older than many of the planes you've seen. In the beginning, there was only my kind."
"Impressive." he says, a vine crushing the skull of a skeleton behind him. "speaking of 'your kind,' what are you?"
"I am... the ferryman of souls. A reaper." He says after a moment of thinking
"Hmm. Interesting. iv'e never met someone like that. i'm guessing the dead paid you those coins?"
"Well, technically these ones are their souls, or a copy of it." He says, "Certain souls wish to reincarnate. When they do, i get their old soul in the form of a coin. When they cannot reincarnate further, or they do not wish to, their soul goes to the heaven of their choice. And either way, i get a soul."
Esper is in the courtyard, stabbing skeletons with a living wooden knife.
Thanatos comes out and watches them after he finishes his water
as he stabs one of the skeletons, vines and roots burst out of the ground and tear them to shreds. "Oh, hey. how are you doing?"
"I do well youngling." He says, leaning against the wall
"Hahhah. 'youngling'. you have a sense of humor."
"Well, to me you're pretty young." He says, cracking a smile
"you could possibly be older, considering there is a such thing as immortality, but i doubt that you could still consider me to be 'young.'"
"Really, how old are you then?"
"Older than the first Autumn."
*however old that is.*
"I see, that is indeed quite old. However, i am older than many of the planes you've seen. In the beginning, there was only my kind."
"Impressive." he says, a vine crushing the skull of a skeleton behind him. "speaking of 'your kind,' what are you?"
"I am... the ferryman of souls. A reaper." He says after a moment of thinking
"Hmm. Interesting. iv'e never met someone like that. i'm guessing the dead paid you those coins?"
"Well, technically these ones are their souls, or a copy of it." He says, "Certain souls wish to reincarnate. When they do, i get their old soul in the form of a coin. When they cannot reincarnate further, or they do not wish to, their soul goes to the heaven of their choice. And either way, i get a soul."
"i see. so, how much are they worth?"
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Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
Esper is in the courtyard, stabbing skeletons with a living wooden knife.
Thanatos comes out and watches them after he finishes his water
as he stabs one of the skeletons, vines and roots burst out of the ground and tear them to shreds. "Oh, hey. how are you doing?"
"I do well youngling." He says, leaning against the wall
"Hahhah. 'youngling'. you have a sense of humor."
"Well, to me you're pretty young." He says, cracking a smile
"you could possibly be older, considering there is a such thing as immortality, but i doubt that you could still consider me to be 'young.'"
"Really, how old are you then?"
"Older than the first Autumn."
*however old that is.*
"I see, that is indeed quite old. However, i am older than many of the planes you've seen. In the beginning, there was only my kind."
"Impressive." he says, a vine crushing the skull of a skeleton behind him. "speaking of 'your kind,' what are you?"
"I am... the ferryman of souls. A reaper." He says after a moment of thinking
"Hmm. Interesting. iv'e never met someone like that. i'm guessing the dead paid you those coins?"
"Well, technically these ones are their souls, or a copy of it." He says, "Certain souls wish to reincarnate. When they do, i get their old soul in the form of a coin. When they cannot reincarnate further, or they do not wish to, their soul goes to the heaven of their choice. And either way, i get a soul."
Esper is in the courtyard, stabbing skeletons with a living wooden knife.
Thanatos comes out and watches them after he finishes his water
as he stabs one of the skeletons, vines and roots burst out of the ground and tear them to shreds. "Oh, hey. how are you doing?"
"I do well youngling." He says, leaning against the wall
"Hahhah. 'youngling'. you have a sense of humor."
"Well, to me you're pretty young." He says, cracking a smile
"you could possibly be older, considering there is a such thing as immortality, but i doubt that you could still consider me to be 'young.'"
"Really, how old are you then?"
"Older than the first Autumn."
*however old that is.*
"I see, that is indeed quite old. However, i am older than many of the planes you've seen. In the beginning, there was only my kind."
"Impressive." he says, a vine crushing the skull of a skeleton behind him. "speaking of 'your kind,' what are you?"
"I am... the ferryman of souls. A reaper." He says after a moment of thinking
"Hmm. Interesting. iv'e never met someone like that. i'm guessing the dead paid you those coins?"
"Well, technically these ones are their souls, or a copy of it." He says, "Certain souls wish to reincarnate. When they do, i get their old soul in the form of a coin. When they cannot reincarnate further, or they do not wish to, their soul goes to the heaven of their choice. And either way, i get a soul."
"i see. so, how much are they worth?"
"Depends on how much you value a soul."
"ah, so they are practically worthless." he turns back to the skeletons, and starts reducing them to piles of bones with his knife.
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Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
Esper is in the courtyard, stabbing skeletons with a living wooden knife.
Thanatos comes out and watches them after he finishes his water
as he stabs one of the skeletons, vines and roots burst out of the ground and tear them to shreds. "Oh, hey. how are you doing?"
"I do well youngling." He says, leaning against the wall
"Hahhah. 'youngling'. you have a sense of humor."
"Well, to me you're pretty young." He says, cracking a smile
"you could possibly be older, considering there is a such thing as immortality, but i doubt that you could still consider me to be 'young.'"
"Really, how old are you then?"
"Older than the first Autumn."
*however old that is.*
"I see, that is indeed quite old. However, i am older than many of the planes you've seen. In the beginning, there was only my kind."
"Impressive." he says, a vine crushing the skull of a skeleton behind him. "speaking of 'your kind,' what are you?"
"I am... the ferryman of souls. A reaper." He says after a moment of thinking
"Hmm. Interesting. iv'e never met someone like that. i'm guessing the dead paid you those coins?"
"Well, technically these ones are their souls, or a copy of it." He says, "Certain souls wish to reincarnate. When they do, i get their old soul in the form of a coin. When they cannot reincarnate further, or they do not wish to, their soul goes to the heaven of their choice. And either way, i get a soul."
"i see. so, how much are they worth?"
"Depends on how much you value a soul."
"ah, so they are practically worthless." he turns back to the skeletons, and starts reducing them to piles of bones with his knife.
"To you, maybe. To me, to potentially millions of others, no. These have worth." he says simply, watching them attack the skeleton
Esper is in the courtyard, stabbing skeletons with a living wooden knife.
Thanatos comes out and watches them after he finishes his water
as he stabs one of the skeletons, vines and roots burst out of the ground and tear them to shreds. "Oh, hey. how are you doing?"
"I do well youngling." He says, leaning against the wall
"Hahhah. 'youngling'. you have a sense of humor."
"Well, to me you're pretty young." He says, cracking a smile
"you could possibly be older, considering there is a such thing as immortality, but i doubt that you could still consider me to be 'young.'"
"Really, how old are you then?"
"Older than the first Autumn."
*however old that is.*
"I see, that is indeed quite old. However, i am older than many of the planes you've seen. In the beginning, there was only my kind."
"Impressive." he says, a vine crushing the skull of a skeleton behind him. "speaking of 'your kind,' what are you?"
"I am... the ferryman of souls. A reaper." He says after a moment of thinking
"Hmm. Interesting. iv'e never met someone like that. i'm guessing the dead paid you those coins?"
"Well, technically these ones are their souls, or a copy of it." He says, "Certain souls wish to reincarnate. When they do, i get their old soul in the form of a coin. When they cannot reincarnate further, or they do not wish to, their soul goes to the heaven of their choice. And either way, i get a soul."
"i see. so, how much are they worth?"
"Depends on how much you value a soul."
"ah, so they are practically worthless." he turns back to the skeletons, and starts reducing them to piles of bones with his knife.
"To you, maybe. To me, to potentially millions of others, no. These have worth." he says simply, watching them attack the skeleton
"alright." they reply, not even turning. hundreds of vines and roots burst out of the ground, growing thorns and making multiple skeletons fall apart at once.a particularly large vine shoots out of the ground, grappling the head of a skeleton and flinging it over to Esper. he stabs it in the spine midair.
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Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
Esper is in the courtyard, stabbing skeletons with a living wooden knife.
Thanatos comes out and watches them after he finishes his water
as he stabs one of the skeletons, vines and roots burst out of the ground and tear them to shreds. "Oh, hey. how are you doing?"
"I do well youngling." He says, leaning against the wall
"Hahhah. 'youngling'. you have a sense of humor."
"Well, to me you're pretty young." He says, cracking a smile
"you could possibly be older, considering there is a such thing as immortality, but i doubt that you could still consider me to be 'young.'"
"Really, how old are you then?"
"Older than the first Autumn."
*however old that is.*
"I see, that is indeed quite old. However, i am older than many of the planes you've seen. In the beginning, there was only my kind."
"Impressive." he says, a vine crushing the skull of a skeleton behind him. "speaking of 'your kind,' what are you?"
"I am... the ferryman of souls. A reaper." He says after a moment of thinking
"Hmm. Interesting. iv'e never met someone like that. i'm guessing the dead paid you those coins?"
"Well, technically these ones are their souls, or a copy of it." He says, "Certain souls wish to reincarnate. When they do, i get their old soul in the form of a coin. When they cannot reincarnate further, or they do not wish to, their soul goes to the heaven of their choice. And either way, i get a soul."
"i see. so, how much are they worth?"
"Depends on how much you value a soul."
"ah, so they are practically worthless." he turns back to the skeletons, and starts reducing them to piles of bones with his knife.
"To you, maybe. To me, to potentially millions of others, no. These have worth." he says simply, watching them attack the skeleton
"alright." they reply, not even turning. hundreds of vines and roots burst out of the ground, growing thorns and making multiple skeletons fall apart at once.a particularly large vine shoots out of the ground, grappling the head of a skeleton and flinging it over to Esper. he stabs it in the spine midair.
Rose is outside, wandering the fog-infested woods. He preferred to be out here then cramped inside a room. The black wood tree's seem to grasp at him like hands when he walked by. He stood at the foot of a tree and sat down against it.
Rose is outside, wandering the fog-infested woods. He preferred to be out here then cramped inside a room. The black wood tree's seem to grasp at him like hands when he walked by. He stood at the foot of a tree and sat down against it.
Rose is outside, wandering the fog-infested woods. He preferred to be out here then cramped inside a room. The black wood tree's seem to grasp at him like hands when he walked by. He stood at the foot of a tree and sat down against it.
Erica finds Rose and sits down under a nearby tree.
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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)
Rose is outside, wandering the fog-infested woods. He preferred to be out here then cramped inside a room. The black wood tree's seem to grasp at him like hands when he walked by. He stood at the foot of a tree and sat down against it.
Erica finds Rose and sits down under a nearby tree.
Rose lifts his head and tilts his skulled head that barely holds on the flesh that is dried so. "Hello?..."
Rose is outside, wandering the fog-infested woods. He preferred to be out here then cramped inside a room. The black wood tree's seem to grasp at him like hands when he walked by. He stood at the foot of a tree and sat down against it.
Erica finds Rose and sits down under a nearby tree.
Rose lifts his head and tilts his skulled head that barely holds on the flesh that is dried so. "Hello?..."
"Hello."
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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)
Rose is outside, wandering the fog-infested woods. He preferred to be out here then cramped inside a room. The black wood tree's seem to grasp at him like hands when he walked by. He stood at the foot of a tree and sat down against it.
Erica finds Rose and sits down under a nearby tree.
Rose lifts his head and tilts his skulled head that barely holds on the flesh that is dried so. "Hello?..."
"Hello."
"Who are you..." he stops mid-sentence "You were the one with Thanny" he said, randomly giving Thanatos a nickname
Rose is outside, wandering the fog-infested woods. He preferred to be out here then cramped inside a room. The black wood tree's seem to grasp at him like hands when he walked by. He stood at the foot of a tree and sat down against it.
Erica finds Rose and sits down under a nearby tree.
Rose lifts his head and tilts his skulled head that barely holds on the flesh that is dried so. "Hello?..."
"Hello."
"Who are you..." he stops mid-sentence "You were the one with Thanny" he said, randomly giving Thanatos a nickname
"Yep." She smiles and holds out her hand. "The name's Erica."
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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)
Rose is outside, wandering the fog-infested woods. He preferred to be out here then cramped inside a room. The black wood tree's seem to grasp at him like hands when he walked by. He stood at the foot of a tree and sat down against it.
Erica finds Rose and sits down under a nearby tree.
Rose lifts his head and tilts his skulled head that barely holds on the flesh that is dried so. "Hello?..."
"Hello."
"Who are you..." he stops mid-sentence "You were the one with Thanny" he said, randomly giving Thanatos a nickname
"Yep." She smiles and holds out her hand. "The name's Erica."
He looks at her hand and bumps her hand with her elbow "Im sorry but im not a big fan of skin touching"
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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
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"Hmm. Interesting. iv'e never met someone like that. i'm guessing the dead paid you those coins?"
Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
"Well, technically these ones are their souls, or a copy of it." He says, "Certain souls wish to reincarnate. When they do, i get their old soul in the form of a coin. When they cannot reincarnate further, or they do not wish to, their soul goes to the heaven of their choice. And either way, i get a soul."
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
"i see. so, how much are they worth?"
Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
"Depends on how much you value a soul."
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
"ah, so they are practically worthless." he turns back to the skeletons, and starts reducing them to piles of bones with his knife.
Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
"To you, maybe. To me, to potentially millions of others, no. These have worth." he says simply, watching them attack the skeleton
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
"alright." they reply, not even turning. hundreds of vines and roots burst out of the ground, growing thorns and making multiple skeletons fall apart at once.a particularly large vine shoots out of the ground, grappling the head of a skeleton and flinging it over to Esper. he stabs it in the spine midair.
Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
"Great technique for a plantologist."
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
Rose is outside, wandering the fog-infested woods. He preferred to be out here then cramped inside a room. The black wood tree's seem to grasp at him like hands when he walked by. He stood at the foot of a tree and sat down against it.
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
*Good morning, Lawrence.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*A good morning to ye*
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
*Salutations, friends!*
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)
Rose is outside, wandering the fog-infested woods. He preferred to be out here then cramped inside a room. The black wood tree's seem to grasp at him like hands when he walked by. He stood at the foot of a tree and sat down against it.
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
Erica finds Rose and sits down under a nearby tree.
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)
Thanatos is replacing the heads of certain skeletons with jack-o-lanterns
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
Rose lifts his head and tilts his skulled head that barely holds on the flesh that is dried so. "Hello?..."
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
"Hello."
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)
"Who are you..." he stops mid-sentence "You were the one with Thanny" he said, randomly giving Thanatos a nickname
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
"Yep." She smiles and holds out her hand. "The name's Erica."
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 her hand and bumps her hand with her elbow "Im sorry but im not a big fan of skin touching"
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