The Acuático goes to a sheltered spot and pulls a stuffed bear from their cloak. They run their fingers over the singed fur of the stuffed animal and hug it close.
Marcial walks over, trying not to startle them. "You okay there little one?"
They look up and shake their head, seeming to shy away from them.
"Hey there, its alright. I'm sorta lost too." He looks at the stuffed bear. "Have they got a name?"
"B-Brutus..." She says slowly and looks up a bit. She makes the stuffed bear wave a paw at Marcial.
"Hey there, Brutus. Is your owner treating you well?" He smiles, looking up at the Acuático.
The bear nods as a small giggle escapes the Acuático.
"Do you think your owner would mind if I game them a hug?"
The Acuático giggles again, a small laugh but a laugh none the less, and cautiously moves forward. She hugs Marcial's arm.
Marcial kneels down and gives the Acuatico a proper hug, careful not to knock them with is minotaur horns as he bends down.
"M-My name is Oval..." She says and pulls away.
"Well, its nice to meet you, Oval." He smiles. He's making an effort to not ask her why she's here. "How old are you?"
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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.
A short figure, no more than 4'5, wanders into the scrap pile. They wear thick beige cloaks and brown clothing that matches the desert sands. They pull back their hood and reveal that, in fact, they are a child. They are an axoltol-dragonborn called a Acuático. Their big blue eyes look around as the sun glistens on their pale pink scales. They carry nothing but the clothes on their back. Their finned ears and tail have wavering frills that glow a pale yellow color.
Adonis (an 8' 7" figure in a heavily patched yellow long coat and cylindrical helmet with closed doors in place of openings) glides up to them wuth the sounds of scraping metal. "Greetings, young Acuático. What brings you to this place? I haven't secured it for residential habitation yet."
They look up and quickly shy away a bit, gripping on to their toy. They shake a little as they quickly nod a greeting at Adonis.
"Don't be afraid, young one. I'm one of the good guys." He reaches down for the toy, but pauses. "Their fur is burned. May I heal your friend?"
The child holds on to the bear for a moment before slowly handing it to Adonis. "B-be careful with him... H-he hates n-needles."
Adonis removes his leather gloves, revealing gray, cold hands. He gently takes the bear and strokes it, chanting quietly. The stuffed animal miraculously begins to heal. Within a minute, the bear is in mint condition. Adonis gently hands the stuffed animal back. "There you are. He's all healed up."
The Acuático's eyes glitter a bit as she takes her stuffed bear back, checking it thoroughly. She grins and nods her head as thank you.
Adonis puts his gloves back on and pats her on the head. "What is your name, dear?"
"O-Oval.... Thank you..." she says and bows.
"There is no need to bow, Oval. My name is Adonis, leader of the Post-Mortal Union. I'm here to make this place safe and comfortable for my people."
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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.
The Acuático goes to a sheltered spot and pulls a stuffed bear from their cloak. They run their fingers over the singed fur of the stuffed animal and hug it close.
Marcial walks over, trying not to startle them. "You okay there little one?"
They look up and shake their head, seeming to shy away from them.
"Hey there, its alright. I'm sorta lost too." He looks at the stuffed bear. "Have they got a name?"
"B-Brutus..." She says slowly and looks up a bit. She makes the stuffed bear wave a paw at Marcial.
"Hey there, Brutus. Is your owner treating you well?" He smiles, looking up at the Acuático.
The bear nods as a small giggle escapes the Acuático.
"Do you think your owner would mind if I game them a hug?"
The Acuático giggles again, a small laugh but a laugh none the less, and cautiously moves forward. She hugs Marcial's arm.
Marcial kneels down and gives the Acuatico a proper hug, careful not to knock them with is minotaur horns as he bends down.
"M-My name is Oval..." She says and pulls away.
"Well, its nice to meet you, Oval." He smiles. He's making an effort to not ask her why she's here. "How old are you?"
"T-Ten." she says and fidgets with her cloak's hem.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Axel walks out of their RV, and immediately notices the additional people. "More people? Well, I don't mind extra company, but we're already quite a bit short on food. Speakin' of..." They go back into the trailer for a minute, before pulling a large whiteboard out into the center of the camp. On it, you all can see the predicted movement of the STORM along a crudely-drawn map of the surrounding area.
"We got about a week to prepare for the STORM. Which means we're gonna have to go out and get more food and water." Axel also sets down a box of several, small metal objects. "I couldn't sleep last night, so I whipped these up for y'all. These Compasses should let you find your way back if ya get lost."
*The Scrap Pile only has enough food for 1 additional day given the amount of people here, which means that soon, you might need to go on expeditions through the surrounding wilds.*
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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)
A short figure, no more than 4'5, wanders into the scrap pile. They wear thick beige cloaks and brown clothing that matches the desert sands. They pull back their hood and reveal that, in fact, they are a child. They are an axoltol-dragonborn called a Acuático. Their big blue eyes look around as the sun glistens on their pale pink scales. They carry nothing but the clothes on their back. Their finned ears and tail have wavering frills that glow a pale yellow color.
Adonis (an 8' 7" figure in a heavily patched yellow long coat and cylindrical helmet with closed doors in place of openings) glides up to them wuth the sounds of scraping metal. "Greetings, young Acuático. What brings you to this place? I haven't secured it for residential habitation yet."
They look up and quickly shy away a bit, gripping on to their toy. They shake a little as they quickly nod a greeting at Adonis.
"Don't be afraid, young one. I'm one of the good guys." He reaches down for the toy, but pauses. "Their fur is burned. May I heal your friend?"
The child holds on to the bear for a moment before slowly handing it to Adonis. "B-be careful with him... H-he hates n-needles."
Adonis removes his leather gloves, revealing gray, cold hands. He gently takes the bear and strokes it, chanting quietly. The stuffed animal miraculously begins to heal. Within a minute, the bear is in mint condition. Adonis gently hands the stuffed animal back. "There you are. He's all healed up."
The Acuático's eyes glitter a bit as she takes her stuffed bear back, checking it thoroughly. She grins and nods her head as thank you.
Adonis puts his gloves back on and pats her on the head. "What is your name, dear?"
"O-Oval.... Thank you..." she says and bows.
"There is no need to bow, Oval. My name is Adonis, leader of the Post-Mortal Union. I'm here to make this place safe and comfortable for my people."
"Undead?" She askes and tilts her head.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Axel walks out of their RV, and immediately notices the additional people. "More people? Well, I don't mind extra company, but we're already quite a bit short on food. Speakin' of..." They go back into the trailer for a minute, before pulling a large whiteboard out into the center of the camp. On it, you all can see the predicted movement of the STORM along a crudely-drawn map of the surrounding area.
"We got about a week to prepare for the STORM. Which means we're gonna have to go out and get more food and water." Axel also sets down a box of several, small metal objects. "I couldn't sleep last night, so I whipped these up for y'all. These Compasses should let you find your way back if ya get lost."
*The Scrap Pile only has enough food for 1 additional day given the amount of people here, which means that soon, you might need to go on expeditions through the surrounding wilds.*
Oval wanders over and looks at one of the compasses. She runs a finger down it and tilts her head. "I-I could go..."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The Acuático goes to a sheltered spot and pulls a stuffed bear from their cloak. They run their fingers over the singed fur of the stuffed animal and hug it close.
Marcial walks over, trying not to startle them. "You okay there little one?"
They look up and shake their head, seeming to shy away from them.
"Hey there, its alright. I'm sorta lost too." He looks at the stuffed bear. "Have they got a name?"
"B-Brutus..." She says slowly and looks up a bit. She makes the stuffed bear wave a paw at Marcial.
"Hey there, Brutus. Is your owner treating you well?" He smiles, looking up at the Acuático.
The bear nods as a small giggle escapes the Acuático.
"Do you think your owner would mind if I game them a hug?"
The Acuático giggles again, a small laugh but a laugh none the less, and cautiously moves forward. She hugs Marcial's arm.
Marcial kneels down and gives the Acuatico a proper hug, careful not to knock them with is minotaur horns as he bends down.
"M-My name is Oval..." She says and pulls away.
"Well, its nice to meet you, Oval." He smiles. He's making an effort to not ask her why she's here. "How old are you?"
"T-Ten." she says and fidgets with her cloak's hem.
"Does Brutus have an age?"
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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.
Axel walks out of their RV, and immediately notices the additional people. "More people? Well, I don't mind extra company, but we're already quite a bit short on food. Speakin' of..." They go back into the trailer for a minute, before pulling a large whiteboard out into the center of the camp. On it, you all can see the predicted movement of the STORM along a crudely-drawn map of the surrounding area.
"We got about a week to prepare for the STORM. Which means we're gonna have to go out and get more food and water." Axel also sets down a box of several, small metal objects. "I couldn't sleep last night, so I whipped these up for y'all. These Compasses should let you find your way back if ya get lost."
*The Scrap Pile only has enough food for 1 additional day given the amount of people here, which means that soon, you might need to go on expeditions through the surrounding wilds.*
Adonis, being a reborn, lets Oval have his rations. He then begins to gear up for an expedition. "Anybody want to come with me and Wayne?"
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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.
Axel walks out of their RV, and immediately notices the additional people. "More people? Well, I don't mind extra company, but we're already quite a bit short on food. Speakin' of..." They go back into the trailer for a minute, before pulling a large whiteboard out into the center of the camp. On it, you all can see the predicted movement of the STORM along a crudely-drawn map of the surrounding area.
"We got about a week to prepare for the STORM. Which means we're gonna have to go out and get more food and water." Axel also sets down a box of several, small metal objects. "I couldn't sleep last night, so I whipped these up for y'all. These Compasses should let you find your way back if ya get lost."
*The Scrap Pile only has enough food for 1 additional day given the amount of people here, which means that soon, you might need to go on expeditions through the surrounding wilds.*
Marcial takes this in, but wants to appear engaged with Oval, for her sake, so he doesn't respond.
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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.
The Acuático goes to a sheltered spot and pulls a stuffed bear from their cloak. They run their fingers over the singed fur of the stuffed animal and hug it close.
Marcial walks over, trying not to startle them. "You okay there little one?"
They look up and shake their head, seeming to shy away from them.
"Hey there, its alright. I'm sorta lost too." He looks at the stuffed bear. "Have they got a name?"
"B-Brutus..." She says slowly and looks up a bit. She makes the stuffed bear wave a paw at Marcial.
"Hey there, Brutus. Is your owner treating you well?" He smiles, looking up at the Acuático.
The bear nods as a small giggle escapes the Acuático.
"Do you think your owner would mind if I game them a hug?"
The Acuático giggles again, a small laugh but a laugh none the less, and cautiously moves forward. She hugs Marcial's arm.
Marcial kneels down and gives the Acuatico a proper hug, careful not to knock them with is minotaur horns as he bends down.
"M-My name is Oval..." She says and pulls away.
"Well, its nice to meet you, Oval." He smiles. He's making an effort to not ask her why she's here. "How old are you?"
"T-Ten." she says and fidgets with her cloak's hem.
"Does Brutus have an age?"
"H-He is as old as m-me.." She says and chuckles "Who are you?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A short figure, no more than 4'5, wanders into the scrap pile. They wear thick beige cloaks and brown clothing that matches the desert sands. They pull back their hood and reveal that, in fact, they are a child. They are an axoltol-dragonborn called a Acuático. Their big blue eyes look around as the sun glistens on their pale pink scales. They carry nothing but the clothes on their back. Their finned ears and tail have wavering frills that glow a pale yellow color.
Adonis (an 8' 7" figure in a heavily patched yellow long coat and cylindrical helmet with closed doors in place of openings) glides up to them wuth the sounds of scraping metal. "Greetings, young Acuático. What brings you to this place? I haven't secured it for residential habitation yet."
They look up and quickly shy away a bit, gripping on to their toy. They shake a little as they quickly nod a greeting at Adonis.
"Don't be afraid, young one. I'm one of the good guys." He reaches down for the toy, but pauses. "Their fur is burned. May I heal your friend?"
The child holds on to the bear for a moment before slowly handing it to Adonis. "B-be careful with him... H-he hates n-needles."
Adonis removes his leather gloves, revealing gray, cold hands. He gently takes the bear and strokes it, chanting quietly. The stuffed animal miraculously begins to heal. Within a minute, the bear is in mint condition. Adonis gently hands the stuffed animal back. "There you are. He's all healed up."
The Acuático's eyes glitter a bit as she takes her stuffed bear back, checking it thoroughly. She grins and nods her head as thank you.
Adonis puts his gloves back on and pats her on the head. "What is your name, dear?"
"O-Oval.... Thank you..." she says and bows.
"There is no need to bow, Oval. My name is Adonis, leader of the Post-Mortal Union. I'm here to make this place safe and comfortable for my people."
"Undead?" She askes and tilts her head.
"We prefer the term Post-Mortal, as undead implies that we are halfway something, but yes. I and my people are all undead."
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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.
Axel walks out of their RV, and immediately notices the additional people. "More people? Well, I don't mind extra company, but we're already quite a bit short on food. Speakin' of..." They go back into the trailer for a minute, before pulling a large whiteboard out into the center of the camp. On it, you all can see the predicted movement of the STORM along a crudely-drawn map of the surrounding area.
"We got about a week to prepare for the STORM. Which means we're gonna have to go out and get more food and water." Axel also sets down a box of several, small metal objects. "I couldn't sleep last night, so I whipped these up for y'all. These Compasses should let you find your way back if ya get lost."
*The Scrap Pile only has enough food for 1 additional day given the amount of people here, which means that soon, you might need to go on expeditions through the surrounding wilds.*
Adonis, being a reborn, lets Oval have his rations. He then begins to gear up for an expedition. "Anybody want to come with me and Wayne?"
'I'll come with you. Strength in numbers and all that'
Axel walks out of their RV, and immediately notices the additional people. "More people? Well, I don't mind extra company, but we're already quite a bit short on food. Speakin' of..." They go back into the trailer for a minute, before pulling a large whiteboard out into the center of the camp. On it, you all can see the predicted movement of the STORM along a crudely-drawn map of the surrounding area.
"We got about a week to prepare for the STORM. Which means we're gonna have to go out and get more food and water." Axel also sets down a box of several, small metal objects. "I couldn't sleep last night, so I whipped these up for y'all. These Compasses should let you find your way back if ya get lost."
*The Scrap Pile only has enough food for 1 additional day given the amount of people here, which means that soon, you might need to go on expeditions through the surrounding wilds.*
Adonis, being a reborn, lets Oval have his rations. He then begins to gear up for an expedition. "Anybody want to come with me and Wayne?"
'I'll come with you. Strength in numbers and all that'
"I'll come too."
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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.
The Acuático goes to a sheltered spot and pulls a stuffed bear from their cloak. They run their fingers over the singed fur of the stuffed animal and hug it close.
Marcial walks over, trying not to startle them. "You okay there little one?"
They look up and shake their head, seeming to shy away from them.
"Hey there, its alright. I'm sorta lost too." He looks at the stuffed bear. "Have they got a name?"
"B-Brutus..." She says slowly and looks up a bit. She makes the stuffed bear wave a paw at Marcial.
"Hey there, Brutus. Is your owner treating you well?" He smiles, looking up at the Acuático.
The bear nods as a small giggle escapes the Acuático.
"Do you think your owner would mind if I game them a hug?"
The Acuático giggles again, a small laugh but a laugh none the less, and cautiously moves forward. She hugs Marcial's arm.
Marcial kneels down and gives the Acuatico a proper hug, careful not to knock them with is minotaur horns as he bends down.
"M-My name is Oval..." She says and pulls away.
"Well, its nice to meet you, Oval." He smiles. He's making an effort to not ask her why she's here. "How old are you?"
"T-Ten." she says and fidgets with her cloak's hem.
"Does Brutus have an age?"
"H-He is as old as m-me.." She says and chuckles "Who are you?"
"I'm Marcial. See where the sun's rising? I come from over there."
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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.
Axel walks out of their RV, and immediately notices the additional people. "More people? Well, I don't mind extra company, but we're already quite a bit short on food. Speakin' of..." They go back into the trailer for a minute, before pulling a large whiteboard out into the center of the camp. On it, you all can see the predicted movement of the STORM along a crudely-drawn map of the surrounding area.
"We got about a week to prepare for the STORM. Which means we're gonna have to go out and get more food and water." Axel also sets down a box of several, small metal objects. "I couldn't sleep last night, so I whipped these up for y'all. These Compasses should let you find your way back if ya get lost."
*The Scrap Pile only has enough food for 1 additional day given the amount of people here, which means that soon, you might need to go on expeditions through the surrounding wilds.*
Adonis, being a reborn, lets Oval have his rations. He then begins to gear up for an expedition. "Anybody want to come with me and Wayne?"
'I'll come with you. Strength in numbers and all that'
"I'll come too."
"Then it is time to hunt."
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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 short figure, no more than 4'5, wanders into the scrap pile. They wear thick beige cloaks and brown clothing that matches the desert sands. They pull back their hood and reveal that, in fact, they are a child. They are an axoltol-dragonborn called a Acuático. Their big blue eyes look around as the sun glistens on their pale pink scales. They carry nothing but the clothes on their back. Their finned ears and tail have wavering frills that glow a pale yellow color.
Adonis (an 8' 7" figure in a heavily patched yellow long coat and cylindrical helmet with closed doors in place of openings) glides up to them wuth the sounds of scraping metal. "Greetings, young Acuático. What brings you to this place? I haven't secured it for residential habitation yet."
They look up and quickly shy away a bit, gripping on to their toy. They shake a little as they quickly nod a greeting at Adonis.
"Don't be afraid, young one. I'm one of the good guys." He reaches down for the toy, but pauses. "Their fur is burned. May I heal your friend?"
The child holds on to the bear for a moment before slowly handing it to Adonis. "B-be careful with him... H-he hates n-needles."
Adonis removes his leather gloves, revealing gray, cold hands. He gently takes the bear and strokes it, chanting quietly. The stuffed animal miraculously begins to heal. Within a minute, the bear is in mint condition. Adonis gently hands the stuffed animal back. "There you are. He's all healed up."
The Acuático's eyes glitter a bit as she takes her stuffed bear back, checking it thoroughly. She grins and nods her head as thank you.
Adonis puts his gloves back on and pats her on the head. "What is your name, dear?"
"O-Oval.... Thank you..." she says and bows.
"There is no need to bow, Oval. My name is Adonis, leader of the Post-Mortal Union. I'm here to make this place safe and comfortable for my people."
"Undead?" She askes and tilts her head.
"We prefer the term Post-Mortal, as undead implies that we are halfway something, but yes. I and my people are all undead."
"OOh!" she says and tilts her head "Thats cool!"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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She nods and waves
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Well, its nice to meet you, Oval." He smiles. He's making an effort to not ask her why she's here. "How old are you?"
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.
"There is no need to bow, Oval. My name is Adonis, leader of the Post-Mortal Union. I'm here to make this place safe and comfortable for my people."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"T-Ten." she says and fidgets with her cloak's hem.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Axel walks out of their RV, and immediately notices the additional people. "More people? Well, I don't mind extra company, but we're already quite a bit short on food. Speakin' of..." They go back into the trailer for a minute, before pulling a large whiteboard out into the center of the camp. On it, you all can see the predicted movement of the STORM along a crudely-drawn map of the surrounding area.
"We got about a week to prepare for the STORM. Which means we're gonna have to go out and get more food and water." Axel also sets down a box of several, small metal objects. "I couldn't sleep last night, so I whipped these up for y'all. These Compasses should let you find your way back if ya get lost."
*The Scrap Pile only has enough food for 1 additional day given the amount of people here, which means that soon, you might need to go on expeditions through the surrounding wilds.*
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)
"Undead?" She askes and tilts her head.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Ben goes out hunting to provide additional food
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Oval wanders over and looks at one of the compasses. She runs a finger down it and tilts her head. "I-I could go..."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Does Brutus have an age?"
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.
Adonis, being a reborn, lets Oval have his rations. He then begins to gear up for an expedition. "Anybody want to come with me and Wayne?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Marcial takes this in, but wants to appear engaged with Oval, for her sake, so he doesn't respond.
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.
"H-He is as old as m-me.." She says and chuckles "Who are you?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"We prefer the term Post-Mortal, as undead implies that we are halfway something, but yes. I and my people are all undead."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
'I'll come with you. Strength in numbers and all that'
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"I'll come too."
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.
"I'm Marcial. See where the sun's rising? I come from over there."
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.
"Then it is time to hunt."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
'Good. Nothing more real than blood on an axe.'
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"That's not the best quote I've ever heard. Try a more wise approach, it will keep you alive longer."
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.
"OOh!" she says and tilts her head "Thats cool!"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]