Morgana grins at them before raising her hands and darting along the sand faster than the wind. "Ha! Olden men!"
Xeem’fwel’che keeps up with them, their boots glowing.
Koszmar stares for a moment, then looks at his bare feet. He stops to think.
He then summons a chariot made of black wood pulled by pale horses. He climbs on and rushes after the two.
She huffs and climbs on the back of one of her stags, grinning. "Onwards lovely!" She says as it takes off.
He produces a whip made of bones and strikes the horses, causing them to almost catch up. She's still in the lead, and gaining headway.
She cackles and grins.
He sighs, slows to a stop, and turns around, the horses quietly plodding back to the cemetery.
She turns around and notices him leaving before having an internal child breakdown and following after him.
He stays slow, and eventually stops again to let her on.
She smiles and jumps on to the back of it, picking up her elk companion.
The seats are very comfortable. He carries her around the domains or the other gods. "It is strange, wouldn't you say? I was expecting to see your mother down in my ossuary, but it turns out that's not how it works."
*Hey Archfey, are we allowed to play a character that... Is not a god? I have thought of about thirty different ideas somehow and would like to try them out if that would be ok. (By your permission of course).*
*hmm… sure.*
*(*.)0(*.)*
*YALLLLLLLLL GET READY FOR MORGANA'S CARETAKER*
*would it be okay if human characters have to be a follower of your god character?*
*Hey Archfey, are we allowed to play a character that... Is not a god? I have thought of about thirty different ideas somehow and would like to try them out if that would be ok. (By your permission of course).*
*hmm… sure.*
*(*.)0(*.)*
*YALLLLLLLLL GET READY FOR MORGANA'S CARETAKER*
*would it be okay if human characters have to be a follower of your god character?*
*Forgive me Archfey, I am dumb. That sentence made no sense when I read it over.- wait.. nevermind. Now I got it. NOW I UNDERSTAND.*
*Hey Archfey, are we allowed to play a character that... Is not a god? I have thought of about thirty different ideas somehow and would like to try them out if that would be ok. (By your permission of course).*
*hmm… sure.*
*(*.)0(*.)*
*YALLLLLLLLL GET READY FOR MORGANA'S CARETAKER*
*would it be okay if human characters have to be a follower of your god character?*
*Forgive me Archfey, I am dumb. That sentence made no sense when I read it over.- wait.. nevermind. Now I got it. NOW I UNDERSTAND.*
*Hey Archfey, are we allowed to play a character that... Is not a god? I have thought of about thirty different ideas somehow and would like to try them out if that would be ok. (By your permission of course).*
*hmm… sure.*
*(*.)0(*.)*
*YALLLLLLLLL GET READY FOR MORGANA'S CARETAKER*
*would it be okay if human characters have to be a follower of your god character?*
*Forgive me Archfey, I am dumb. That sentence made no sense when I read it over.- wait.. nevermind. Now I got it. NOW I UNDERSTAND.*
*Hey Archfey, are we allowed to play a character that... Is not a god? I have thought of about thirty different ideas somehow and would like to try them out if that would be ok. (By your permission of course).*
*hmm… sure.*
*(*.)0(*.)*
*YALLLLLLLLL GET READY FOR MORGANA'S CARETAKER*
*would it be okay if human characters have to be a follower of your god character?*
*Forgive me Archfey, I am dumb. That sentence made no sense when I read it over.- wait.. nevermind. Now I got it. NOW I UNDERSTAND.*
Morgana grins at them before raising her hands and darting along the sand faster than the wind. "Ha! Olden men!"
Xeem’fwel’che keeps up with them, their boots glowing.
Koszmar stares for a moment, then looks at his bare feet. He stops to think.
He then summons a chariot made of black wood pulled by pale horses. He climbs on and rushes after the two.
She huffs and climbs on the back of one of her stags, grinning. "Onwards lovely!" She says as it takes off.
He produces a whip made of bones and strikes the horses, causing them to almost catch up. She's still in the lead, and gaining headway.
She cackles and grins.
He sighs, slows to a stop, and turns around, the horses quietly plodding back to the cemetery.
She turns around and notices him leaving before having an internal child breakdown and following after him.
He stays slow, and eventually stops again to let her on.
She smiles and jumps on to the back of it, picking up her elk companion.
The seats are very comfortable. He carries her around the domains or the other gods. "It is strange, wouldn't you say? I was expecting to see your mother down in my ossuary, but it turns out that's not how it works."
"Momma doesn't work like that, neither do I!" She chirps and giggles "Why? Were you going to make her undead if she was a dead body?"
She turns around and notices him leaving before having an internal child breakdown and following after him.
He stays slow, and eventually stops again to let her on.
She smiles and jumps on to the back of it, picking up her elk companion.
The seats are very comfortable. He carries her around the domains or the other gods. "It is strange, wouldn't you say? I was expecting to see your mother down in my ossuary, but it turns out that's not how it works."
"Momma doesn't work like that, neither do I!" She chirps and giggles "Why? Were you going to make her undead if she was a dead body?"
"I just wanted to... keep her. I was under the impression that you would be incredibly different from her, and I wanted to keep her as a friend so that I wasn't alone down in the Underworld."
A human walks along the path of Morgana's domain. She wears the symbol of the life goddess on a pin of her long white dress-like robes. Her long, wavy auburn hair is tired back in a bun and has beads of silver in it. She looks around nervously as a robotic being drops from a tree.
"She ain't here" it said, it's voice taking on a southern males tone.
"Where could our goddess have run off too??" The woman frets.
"She'll be back Julie." The robot huffs and folds his arms. He wears a tunic like the woman's but it's more masculine and has the same brooch.
She turns around and notices him leaving before having an internal child breakdown and following after him.
He stays slow, and eventually stops again to let her on.
She smiles and jumps on to the back of it, picking up her elk companion.
The seats are very comfortable. He carries her around the domains or the other gods. "It is strange, wouldn't you say? I was expecting to see your mother down in my ossuary, but it turns out that's not how it works."
"Momma doesn't work like that, neither do I!" She chirps and giggles "Why? Were you going to make her undead if she was a dead body?"
"I just wanted to... keep her. I was under the impression that you would be incredibly different from her, and I wanted to keep her as a friend so that I wasn't alone down in the Underworld."
"It's okay. You have me and then I'll grow into momma then back again. We never forget anything!" She said and hugged his waist.
She turns around and notices him leaving before having an internal child breakdown and following after him.
He stays slow, and eventually stops again to let her on.
She smiles and jumps on to the back of it, picking up her elk companion.
The seats are very comfortable. He carries her around the domains or the other gods. "It is strange, wouldn't you say? I was expecting to see your mother down in my ossuary, but it turns out that's not how it works."
"Momma doesn't work like that, neither do I!" She chirps and giggles "Why? Were you going to make her undead if she was a dead body?"
"I just wanted to... keep her. I was under the impression that you would be incredibly different from her, and I wanted to keep her as a friend so that I wasn't alone down in the Underworld."
"It's okay. You have me and then I'll grow into momma then back again. We never forget anything!" She said and hugged his waist.
He strokes her silver hair and gives her a gentle hug. "You are a strange sort of goddess. A good sort of strange, though. I just grow old and old and old, forever and ever. You grow old, then young, then old. It must be nice to taste death once in a while."
She turns around and notices him leaving before having an internal child breakdown and following after him.
He stays slow, and eventually stops again to let her on.
She smiles and jumps on to the back of it, picking up her elk companion.
The seats are very comfortable. He carries her around the domains or the other gods. "It is strange, wouldn't you say? I was expecting to see your mother down in my ossuary, but it turns out that's not how it works."
"Momma doesn't work like that, neither do I!" She chirps and giggles "Why? Were you going to make her undead if she was a dead body?"
"I just wanted to... keep her. I was under the impression that you would be incredibly different from her, and I wanted to keep her as a friend so that I wasn't alone down in the Underworld."
"It's okay. You have me and then I'll grow into momma then back again. We never forget anything!" She said and hugged his waist.
He strokes her silver hair and gives her a gentle hug. "You are a strange sort of goddess. A good sort of strange, though. I just grow old and old and old, forever and ever. You grow old, then young, then old. It must be nice to taste death once in a while."
"I can't die unless it's by another gods hand." She said and chuckled "and I don't think I've made any enemies so far?"
*Me: h a h a totally want her to become the goddess of undeath now -cackles in overlord MTMTE-*
From the depths of the graveyard, a vampire rises. The gloom protects him from the sun, but gives him enough light to read his tomes that Koszmar has left for him.
He wipes the dirt off of his glasses and goes for a walk, a broad smile on his face. He looks old and withered, but not dangerous. Just, you know, a vampire.
From the depths of the graveyard, a vampire rises. The gloom protects him from the sun, but gives him enough light to read his tomes that Koszmar has left for him.
He wipes the dirt off of his glasses and goes for a walk, a broad smile on his face. He looks old and withered, but not dangerous. Just, you know, a vampire.
Julie and the Robot (who I'm naming Cogman) look over (considering they are right near by).
Julie blinks her worried tears away and stands behind Cogman, who merely waves.
She turns around and notices him leaving before having an internal child breakdown and following after him.
He stays slow, and eventually stops again to let her on.
She smiles and jumps on to the back of it, picking up her elk companion.
The seats are very comfortable. He carries her around the domains or the other gods. "It is strange, wouldn't you say? I was expecting to see your mother down in my ossuary, but it turns out that's not how it works."
"Momma doesn't work like that, neither do I!" She chirps and giggles "Why? Were you going to make her undead if she was a dead body?"
"I just wanted to... keep her. I was under the impression that you would be incredibly different from her, and I wanted to keep her as a friend so that I wasn't alone down in the Underworld."
"It's okay. You have me and then I'll grow into momma then back again. We never forget anything!" She said and hugged his waist.
He strokes her silver hair and gives her a gentle hug. "You are a strange sort of goddess. A good sort of strange, though. I just grow old and old and old, forever and ever. You grow old, then young, then old. It must be nice to taste death once in a while."
"I can't die unless it's by another gods hand." She said and chuckled "and I don't think I've made any enemies so far?"
*Me: h a h a totally want her to become the goddess of undeath now -cackles in overlord MTMTE-*
"I don't think so either, but your association with me might result in such a thing. You must be careful not to run off like that. What if one of the War deities sees you?"
From the depths of the graveyard, a vampire rises. The gloom protects him from the sun, but gives him enough light to read his tomes that Koszmar has left for him.
He wipes the dirt off of his glasses and goes for a walk, a broad smile on his face. He looks old and withered, but not dangerous. Just, you know, a vampire.
Axen observes the vampire closely wondering what it could be and do
The seats are very comfortable. He carries her around the domains or the other gods. "It is strange, wouldn't you say? I was expecting to see your mother down in my ossuary, but it turns out that's not how it works."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*That sounds cool*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Forgive me Archfey, I am dumb. That sentence made no sense when I read it over.- wait.. nevermind. Now I got it. NOW I UNDERSTAND.*
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
*are u ok with that?*
*Lol, same bruh*
"You talked about resurrecting my mother if you found her body with the Grave God." She said and chuckled.
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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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
*okay!*
"Momma doesn't work like that, neither do I!" She chirps and giggles "Why? Were you going to make her undead if she was a dead body?"
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
“Ah yes, but now it seems that isn’t necessary! I wouldn’t know how to go about that anyway.”
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"I just wanted to... keep her. I was under the impression that you would be incredibly different from her, and I wanted to keep her as a friend so that I wasn't alone down in the Underworld."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
A human walks along the path of Morgana's domain. She wears the symbol of the life goddess on a pin of her long white dress-like robes. Her long, wavy auburn hair is tired back in a bun and has beads of silver in it. She looks around nervously as a robotic being drops from a tree.
"She ain't here" it said, it's voice taking on a southern males tone.
"Where could our goddess have run off too??" The woman frets.
"She'll be back Julie." The robot huffs and folds his arms. He wears a tunic like the woman's but it's more masculine and has the same brooch.
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
"It's ok." She says and smiles, hugging him.
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
"It's okay. You have me and then I'll grow into momma then back again. We never forget anything!" She said and hugged his waist.
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
He strokes her silver hair and gives her a gentle hug. "You are a strange sort of goddess. A good sort of strange, though. I just grow old and old and old, forever and ever. You grow old, then young, then old. It must be nice to taste death once in a while."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I can't die unless it's by another gods hand." She said and chuckled "and I don't think I've made any enemies so far?"
*Me: h a h a totally want her to become the goddess of undeath now -cackles in overlord MTMTE-*
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
From the depths of the graveyard, a vampire rises. The gloom protects him from the sun, but gives him enough light to read his tomes that Koszmar has left for him.
He wipes the dirt off of his glasses and goes for a walk, a broad smile on his face. He looks old and withered, but not dangerous. Just, you know, a vampire.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Julie and the Robot (who I'm naming Cogman) look over (considering they are right near by).
Julie blinks her worried tears away and stands behind Cogman, who merely waves.
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
"I don't think so either, but your association with me might result in such a thing. You must be careful not to run off like that. What if one of the War deities sees you?"
*Do it.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Axen observes the vampire closely wondering what it could be and do
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That is my oh so glorious nickname according to drummer
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