A young girl with pale skin the color of snow, long black hair that falls around her shoulder and on to the ground, and long limbs. She has no eyes, rather soft flesh where eyes would be. She peers inside, letting out a little chirp like echolocation. She cautiously walks inside and uses her hands to find things in her way.
She grabs hold of what appears to be some sort of rail (no one else sees it), which leads her to the reception desk.
The Master, an overweight shadow creature, greets her. "Hello, there. Are you here to check in, miss?"
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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.
A young girl with pale skin the color of snow, long black hair that falls around her shoulder and on to the ground, and long limbs. She has no eyes, rather soft flesh where eyes would be. She peers inside, letting out a little chirp like echolocation. She cautiously walks inside and uses her hands to find things in her way.
She grabs hold of what appears to be some sort of rail (no one else sees it), which leads her to the reception desk.
The Master, an overweight shadow creature, greets her. "Hello, there. Are you here to check in, miss?"
"W-Where am I?" She asks and tilts her head.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A young girl with pale skin the color of snow, long black hair that falls around her shoulder and on to the ground, and long limbs. She has no eyes, rather soft flesh where eyes would be. She peers inside, letting out a little chirp like echolocation. She cautiously walks inside and uses her hands to find things in her way.
She grabs hold of what appears to be some sort of rail (no one else sees it), which leads her to the reception desk.
The Master, an overweight shadow creature, greets her. "Hello, there. Are you here to check in, miss?"
"W-Where am I?" She asks and tilts her head.
"A hotel. It's a place where you can get food and a place to sleep."
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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.
A young girl with pale skin the color of snow, long black hair that falls around her shoulder and on to the ground, and long limbs. She has no eyes, rather soft flesh where eyes would be. She peers inside, letting out a little chirp like echolocation. She cautiously walks inside and uses her hands to find things in her way.
She grabs hold of what appears to be some sort of rail (no one else sees it), which leads her to the reception desk.
The Master, an overweight shadow creature, greets her. "Hello, there. Are you here to check in, miss?"
"W-Where am I?" She asks and tilts her head.
"A hotel. It's a place where you can get food and a place to sleep."
"O-Oh" she said and nodded, letting out a few clicks "Does it cost money... things?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A young girl with pale skin the color of snow, long black hair that falls around her shoulder and on to the ground, and long limbs. She has no eyes, rather soft flesh where eyes would be. She peers inside, letting out a little chirp like echolocation. She cautiously walks inside and uses her hands to find things in her way.
She grabs hold of what appears to be some sort of rail (no one else sees it), which leads her to the reception desk.
The Master, an overweight shadow creature, greets her. "Hello, there. Are you here to check in, miss?"
"W-Where am I?" She asks and tilts her head.
"A hotel. It's a place where you can get food and a place to sleep."
"O-Oh" she said and nodded, letting out a few clicks "Does it cost money... things?"
"Yes, but the Egregore is more than willing to pay for any items you want to sell if you need the money."
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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.
A young girl with pale skin the color of snow, long black hair that falls around her shoulder and on to the ground, and long limbs. She has no eyes, rather soft flesh where eyes would be. She peers inside, letting out a little chirp like echolocation. She cautiously walks inside and uses her hands to find things in her way.
She grabs hold of what appears to be some sort of rail (no one else sees it), which leads her to the reception desk.
The Master, an overweight shadow creature, greets her. "Hello, there. Are you here to check in, miss?"
"W-Where am I?" She asks and tilts her head.
"A hotel. It's a place where you can get food and a place to sleep."
"O-Oh" she said and nodded, letting out a few clicks "Does it cost money... things?"
"Yes, but the Egregore is more than willing to pay for any items you want to sell if you need the money."
"Ah.." She said and thought for a moment "I.. don't have anything to sell.."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A young girl with pale skin the color of snow, long black hair that falls around her shoulder and on to the ground, and long limbs. She has no eyes, rather soft flesh where eyes would be. She peers inside, letting out a little chirp like echolocation. She cautiously walks inside and uses her hands to find things in her way.
She grabs hold of what appears to be some sort of rail (no one else sees it), which leads her to the reception desk.
The Master, an overweight shadow creature, greets her. "Hello, there. Are you here to check in, miss?"
"W-Where am I?" She asks and tilts her head.
"A hotel. It's a place where you can get food and a place to sleep."
"O-Oh" she said and nodded, letting out a few clicks "Does it cost money... things?"
"Yes, but the Egregore is more than willing to pay for any items you want to sell if you need the money."
"Ah.." She said and thought for a moment "I.. don't have anything to sell.."
"Well, do you have any stories to tell? The Egregore loves those."
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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.
A young girl with pale skin the color of snow, long black hair that falls around her shoulder and on to the ground, and long limbs. She has no eyes, rather soft flesh where eyes would be. She peers inside, letting out a little chirp like echolocation. She cautiously walks inside and uses her hands to find things in her way.
She grabs hold of what appears to be some sort of rail (no one else sees it), which leads her to the reception desk.
The Master, an overweight shadow creature, greets her. "Hello, there. Are you here to check in, miss?"
"W-Where am I?" She asks and tilts her head.
"A hotel. It's a place where you can get food and a place to sleep."
"O-Oh" she said and nodded, letting out a few clicks "Does it cost money... things?"
"Yes, but the Egregore is more than willing to pay for any items you want to sell if you need the money."
"Ah.." She said and thought for a moment "I.. don't have anything to sell.."
"Well, do you have any stories to tell? The Egregore loves those."
"Maybe..." she says and bows her head "Forgive me, I-I am taking up your time."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A young girl with pale skin the color of snow, long black hair that falls around her shoulder and on to the ground, and long limbs. She has no eyes, rather soft flesh where eyes would be. She peers inside, letting out a little chirp like echolocation. She cautiously walks inside and uses her hands to find things in her way.
She grabs hold of what appears to be some sort of rail (no one else sees it), which leads her to the reception desk.
The Master, an overweight shadow creature, greets her. "Hello, there. Are you here to check in, miss?"
"W-Where am I?" She asks and tilts her head.
"A hotel. It's a place where you can get food and a place to sleep."
"O-Oh" she said and nodded, letting out a few clicks "Does it cost money... things?"
"Yes, but the Egregore is more than willing to pay for any items you want to sell if you need the money."
"Ah.." She said and thought for a moment "I.. don't have anything to sell.."
"Well, do you have any stories to tell? The Egregore loves those."
"Maybe..." she says and bows her head "Forgive me, I-I am taking up your time."
"Don't worry about it. People take up my time all day every day and I never feel the need to complain. You're fine."
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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.
A young girl with pale skin the color of snow, long black hair that falls around her shoulder and on to the ground, and long limbs. She has no eyes, rather soft flesh where eyes would be. She peers inside, letting out a little chirp like echolocation. She cautiously walks inside and uses her hands to find things in her way.
She grabs hold of what appears to be some sort of rail (no one else sees it), which leads her to the reception desk.
The Master, an overweight shadow creature, greets her. "Hello, there. Are you here to check in, miss?"
"W-Where am I?" She asks and tilts her head.
"A hotel. It's a place where you can get food and a place to sleep."
"O-Oh" she said and nodded, letting out a few clicks "Does it cost money... things?"
"Yes, but the Egregore is more than willing to pay for any items you want to sell if you need the money."
"Ah.." She said and thought for a moment "I.. don't have anything to sell.."
"Well, do you have any stories to tell? The Egregore loves those."
"Maybe..." she says and bows her head "Forgive me, I-I am taking up your time."
"Don't worry about it. People take up my time all day every day and I never feel the need to complain. You're fine."
She nods and smiles kindly "Thank you.."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A young girl with pale skin the color of snow, long black hair that falls around her shoulder and on to the ground, and long limbs. She has no eyes, rather soft flesh where eyes would be. She peers inside, letting out a little chirp like echolocation. She cautiously walks inside and uses her hands to find things in her way.
She grabs hold of what appears to be some sort of rail (no one else sees it), which leads her to the reception desk.
The Master, an overweight shadow creature, greets her. "Hello, there. Are you here to check in, miss?"
"W-Where am I?" She asks and tilts her head.
"A hotel. It's a place where you can get food and a place to sleep."
"O-Oh" she said and nodded, letting out a few clicks "Does it cost money... things?"
"Yes, but the Egregore is more than willing to pay for any items you want to sell if you need the money."
"Ah.." She said and thought for a moment "I.. don't have anything to sell.."
"Well, do you have any stories to tell? The Egregore loves those."
"Maybe..." she says and bows her head "Forgive me, I-I am taking up your time."
"Don't worry about it. People take up my time all day every day and I never feel the need to complain. You're fine."
She nods and smiles kindly "Thank you.."
"You're very welcome, Miss. Now, if you turn to the right and walk straight ahead, you should find the door to the Egregore's room. Mind the stairs, though. They are kind of steep sometimes."
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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.
A young girl with pale skin the color of snow, long black hair that falls around her shoulder and on to the ground, and long limbs. She has no eyes, rather soft flesh where eyes would be. She peers inside, letting out a little chirp like echolocation. She cautiously walks inside and uses her hands to find things in her way.
She grabs hold of what appears to be some sort of rail (no one else sees it), which leads her to the reception desk.
The Master, an overweight shadow creature, greets her. "Hello, there. Are you here to check in, miss?"
"W-Where am I?" She asks and tilts her head.
"A hotel. It's a place where you can get food and a place to sleep."
"O-Oh" she said and nodded, letting out a few clicks "Does it cost money... things?"
"Yes, but the Egregore is more than willing to pay for any items you want to sell if you need the money."
"Ah.." She said and thought for a moment "I.. don't have anything to sell.."
"Well, do you have any stories to tell? The Egregore loves those."
"Maybe..." she says and bows her head "Forgive me, I-I am taking up your time."
"Don't worry about it. People take up my time all day every day and I never feel the need to complain. You're fine."
She nods and smiles kindly "Thank you.."
"You're very welcome, Miss. Now, if you turn to the right and walk straight ahead, you should find the door to the Egregore's room. Mind the stairs, though. They are kind of steep sometimes."
She nods and makes another noise, seeming to find the stairs with her echolocation.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
She nods and makes another noise, seeming to find the stairs with her echolocation.
Behind the Black Door is a staircase down to what looks like a boiler room or basement, filled with random junk in the near pitch-blackness of a room completely disconnected from the sun above. Multiple voices, some male, some female, whisper.
"Come in, come in." A figure, indeterminate in size and shape, even to the girl's echolocation, sits at the other end of a long table, which is literally piled high with delicious-smelling food.
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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.
She nods and makes another noise, seeming to find the stairs with her echolocation.
Behind the Black Door is a staircase down to what looks like a boiler room or basement, filled with random junk in the near pitch-blackness of a room completely disconnected from the sun above. Multiple voices, some male, some female, whisper.
"Come in, come in." A figure, indeterminate in size and shape, even to the girl's echolocation, sits at the other end of a long table, which is literally piled high with delicious-smelling food.
"Hello..." She says and feels around, trying to locate them.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
She nods and makes another noise, seeming to find the stairs with her echolocation.
Behind the Black Door is a staircase down to what looks like a boiler room or basement, filled with random junk in the near pitch-blackness of a room completely disconnected from the sun above. Multiple voices, some male, some female, whisper.
"Come in, come in." A figure, indeterminate in size and shape, even to the girl's echolocation, sits at the other end of a long table, which is literally piled high with delicious-smelling food.
"Hello..." She says and feels around, trying to locate them.
A chair suddenly scoops her up and pushes itself to the table, sitting her down at the opposite end from the figure. "Now, what have you come all the way down here for?"
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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.
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Angelique applauds when he’s done. “Nice!!! You’re a really good guitarist.”
I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft, Exandria and the Upside Down from Stranger Things. My pronouns are she/they (genderfae).
She grabs hold of what appears to be some sort of rail (no one else sees it), which leads her to the reception desk.
The Master, an overweight shadow creature, greets her. "Hello, there. Are you here to check in, miss?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Erica is on the balcony, taking in the early morning sun as it crests over the trees.
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)
"Thank you!" Miko bows
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
*Gtg. Bye guys!*
I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft, Exandria and the Upside Down from Stranger Things. My pronouns are she/they (genderfae).
"W-Where am I?" She asks and tilts her head.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"A hotel. It's a place where you can get food and a place to sleep."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"O-Oh" she said and nodded, letting out a few clicks "Does it cost money... things?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Miko is walking around
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
"Yes, but the Egregore is more than willing to pay for any items you want to sell if you need the money."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Ah.." She said and thought for a moment "I.. don't have anything to sell.."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Well, do you have any stories to tell? The Egregore loves those."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Maybe..." she says and bows her head "Forgive me, I-I am taking up your time."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Don't worry about it. People take up my time all day every day and I never feel the need to complain. You're fine."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
She nods and smiles kindly "Thank you.."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"You're very welcome, Miss. Now, if you turn to the right and walk straight ahead, you should find the door to the Egregore's room. Mind the stairs, though. They are kind of steep sometimes."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
She nods and makes another noise, seeming to find the stairs with her echolocation.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Behind the Black Door is a staircase down to what looks like a boiler room or basement, filled with random junk in the near pitch-blackness of a room completely disconnected from the sun above. Multiple voices, some male, some female, whisper.
"Come in, come in." A figure, indeterminate in size and shape, even to the girl's echolocation, sits at the other end of a long table, which is literally piled high with delicious-smelling food.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Hello..." She says and feels around, trying to locate them.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
A chair suddenly scoops her up and pushes itself to the table, sitting her down at the opposite end from the figure. "Now, what have you come all the way down here for?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.