He tilts his head and licks her hand before making barking noises that sound like he's talking.
He can sense a presence behind him. "Good Afternoon priest-man." A voice says, smooth and low.
She tilts her head, still unable to actually understand speech
He turns around curiously, "Hello. Can I help you?"
He huffs and lays his head down.
"Perhaps." the voice said, seeming to be behind him no matter where he turns. "This is for those seeking... reprise?"
She ruffles behind his ears with a smile
"Yes? I give people a place to pray, wether that's general praying, praying for forgiveness, or what have you"
It nuzzles against her palm again and plops his head down in her lap.
"How boring" He said "How can you put all your faith into one thing?" He asked.
She hums softly, enjoying the fluffy boi
"It gives a sense of comfort to those who partake in it." He says, smiling
After a moment or two, Gordon softly begins to snore. It seems like he is asleep.
"But isn't life about living in the moment, not seeking solace for the future or forgiveness from the past." He said.
Siven smiles, continueing to scratch at the cobblestones with her chalk
"Yes, but if you never seek to improve yourself, you'll never improve at something."
After a moment, Kelipso appears and chuckles. "Hey there.. Is he keeping you company?"
"But what does faith have to do with that?" He whispered in his ear, leaning near him.
She nods happily, tapping the spot where she managed to scratch her name into the stones with chalk
The shrinekeeper flinches a little and takes a step back to try and face the person, "It gives people something to believe in. Something stronger than kings or monsters"
'When things were bad, good food was what kept me sane. I was always using my free time looking for local herbs and spices to make my rations more interesting, always dreaming up new recipes for soups and stews and other good, simple, honest food that I could make whenever I got home'
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He tilts his head and licks her hand before making barking noises that sound like he's talking.
He can sense a presence behind him. "Good Afternoon priest-man." A voice says, smooth and low.
She tilts her head, still unable to actually understand speech
He turns around curiously, "Hello. Can I help you?"
He huffs and lays his head down.
"Perhaps." the voice said, seeming to be behind him no matter where he turns. "This is for those seeking... reprise?"
She ruffles behind his ears with a smile
"Yes? I give people a place to pray, wether that's general praying, praying for forgiveness, or what have you"
It nuzzles against her palm again and plops his head down in her lap.
"How boring" He said "How can you put all your faith into one thing?" He asked.
She hums softly, enjoying the fluffy boi
"It gives a sense of comfort to those who partake in it." He says, smiling
After a moment or two, Gordon softly begins to snore. It seems like he is asleep.
"But isn't life about living in the moment, not seeking solace for the future or forgiveness from the past." He said.
Siven smiles, continueing to scratch at the cobblestones with her chalk
"Yes, but if you never seek to improve yourself, you'll never improve at something."
After a moment, Kelipso appears and chuckles. "Hey there.. Is he keeping you company?"
"But what does faith have to do with that?" He whispered in his ear, leaning near him.
She nods happily, tapping the spot where she managed to scratch her name into the stones with chalk
The shrinekeeper flinches a little and takes a step back to try and face the person, "It gives people something to believe in. Something stronger than kings or monsters"
He chuckles and gives a thumbs up. "Looks good." he smiles.
He chuckles as a finger slips under his blindfold, tugging at it. "Are you afraid of monsters?"
He finds Neki at the door wearing a maid outfit. Neki sees Ozzy and covers his face with his hands.
”O-Oh Ozzy. I just got a job here and I-I didn’t know if there was an uniform. I just grabbed the first t-thing I thought would fit my new position when I went shopping y-yesterday.”
Ozzy can see Neki blushing, his cheeks turning white.
He smiles, tilting his head, "Congrats on your new job. The outfit might need a little changing, but it looks good" He says with a thumbs up
*np* ”W-What would you change? I’ve heard that people love this kind of outfit.”
Neki lowers his hands, and his blush starts to fade.
"Hmmm, gloves maybe? I'm no fashion master, I tend to go for function" He shrugs and chuckles, "But it looks good on you"
“Thank you Ozzy. I prefer gloves anyway but I didn’t know if I should wear any here.” He pulls out a pair of black gloves from his purse and puts them on.
*I talked to drummer about some stuff yesterday and he said my character could work alongside his npcs :D*
"Its always good to have hand protection, even if they're cloth." He says, slightly wiggling his fingers, "I need my digits and you need yours" He says with a smile
*ey, nice. We love people working in the inns and tavern :D*
* I had to eat lunch sry :3*
“Well, do you need anything in the Tavern? This is my first day so I don’t know where anything is.”
'When things were bad, good food was what kept me sane. I was always using my free time looking for local herbs and spices to make my rations more interesting, always dreaming up new recipes for soups and stews and other good, simple, honest food that I could make whenever I got home'
“Sounds like you know what you’re doing. I would say I am pretty decent at cooking. I can’t make anything to fancy.”
He tilts his head and licks her hand before making barking noises that sound like he's talking.
He can sense a presence behind him. "Good Afternoon priest-man." A voice says, smooth and low.
She tilts her head, still unable to actually understand speech
He turns around curiously, "Hello. Can I help you?"
He huffs and lays his head down.
"Perhaps." the voice said, seeming to be behind him no matter where he turns. "This is for those seeking... reprise?"
She ruffles behind his ears with a smile
"Yes? I give people a place to pray, wether that's general praying, praying for forgiveness, or what have you"
It nuzzles against her palm again and plops his head down in her lap.
"How boring" He said "How can you put all your faith into one thing?" He asked.
She hums softly, enjoying the fluffy boi
"It gives a sense of comfort to those who partake in it." He says, smiling
After a moment or two, Gordon softly begins to snore. It seems like he is asleep.
"But isn't life about living in the moment, not seeking solace for the future or forgiveness from the past." He said.
Siven smiles, continueing to scratch at the cobblestones with her chalk
"Yes, but if you never seek to improve yourself, you'll never improve at something."
After a moment, Kelipso appears and chuckles. "Hey there.. Is he keeping you company?"
"But what does faith have to do with that?" He whispered in his ear, leaning near him.
She nods happily, tapping the spot where she managed to scratch her name into the stones with chalk
The shrinekeeper flinches a little and takes a step back to try and face the person, "It gives people something to believe in. Something stronger than kings or monsters"
He chuckles and gives a thumbs up. "Looks good." he smiles.
He chuckles as a finger slips under his blindfold, tugging at it. "Are you afraid of monsters?"
They smile brightly, continueing to scribble
The shrinekeeper once again steps back, trying to keep their blindfold on, "n-no. I'm not."
He finds Neki at the door wearing a maid outfit. Neki sees Ozzy and covers his face with his hands.
”O-Oh Ozzy. I just got a job here and I-I didn’t know if there was an uniform. I just grabbed the first t-thing I thought would fit my new position when I went shopping y-yesterday.”
Ozzy can see Neki blushing, his cheeks turning white.
He smiles, tilting his head, "Congrats on your new job. The outfit might need a little changing, but it looks good" He says with a thumbs up
*np* ”W-What would you change? I’ve heard that people love this kind of outfit.”
Neki lowers his hands, and his blush starts to fade.
"Hmmm, gloves maybe? I'm no fashion master, I tend to go for function" He shrugs and chuckles, "But it looks good on you"
“Thank you Ozzy. I prefer gloves anyway but I didn’t know if I should wear any here.” He pulls out a pair of black gloves from his purse and puts them on.
*I talked to drummer about some stuff yesterday and he said my character could work alongside his npcs :D*
"Its always good to have hand protection, even if they're cloth." He says, slightly wiggling his fingers, "I need my digits and you need yours" He says with a smile
*ey, nice. We love people working in the inns and tavern :D*
* I had to eat lunch sry :3*
“Well, do you need anything in the Tavern? This is my first day so I don’t know where anything is.”
*is cool, food is great*
"Hmmm... think you can get me an ale? Oh, and are you free after your shift?"
He tilts his head and licks her hand before making barking noises that sound like he's talking.
He can sense a presence behind him. "Good Afternoon priest-man." A voice says, smooth and low.
She tilts her head, still unable to actually understand speech
He turns around curiously, "Hello. Can I help you?"
He huffs and lays his head down.
"Perhaps." the voice said, seeming to be behind him no matter where he turns. "This is for those seeking... reprise?"
She ruffles behind his ears with a smile
"Yes? I give people a place to pray, wether that's general praying, praying for forgiveness, or what have you"
It nuzzles against her palm again and plops his head down in her lap.
"How boring" He said "How can you put all your faith into one thing?" He asked.
She hums softly, enjoying the fluffy boi
"It gives a sense of comfort to those who partake in it." He says, smiling
After a moment or two, Gordon softly begins to snore. It seems like he is asleep.
"But isn't life about living in the moment, not seeking solace for the future or forgiveness from the past." He said.
Siven smiles, continueing to scratch at the cobblestones with her chalk
"Yes, but if you never seek to improve yourself, you'll never improve at something."
After a moment, Kelipso appears and chuckles. "Hey there.. Is he keeping you company?"
"But what does faith have to do with that?" He whispered in his ear, leaning near him.
She nods happily, tapping the spot where she managed to scratch her name into the stones with chalk
The shrinekeeper flinches a little and takes a step back to try and face the person, "It gives people something to believe in. Something stronger than kings or monsters"
He chuckles and gives a thumbs up. "Looks good." he smiles.
He chuckles as a finger slips under his blindfold, tugging at it. "Are you afraid of monsters?"
They smile brightly, continueing to scribble
The shrinekeeper once again steps back, trying to keep their blindfold on, "n-no. I'm not."
Kelipso watches quietly and smiles.
He chuckles again "What god do you serve?" he askes "A devotee such as yourself must serve quite a good god."
He tilts his head and licks her hand before making barking noises that sound like he's talking.
He can sense a presence behind him. "Good Afternoon priest-man." A voice says, smooth and low.
She tilts her head, still unable to actually understand speech
He turns around curiously, "Hello. Can I help you?"
He huffs and lays his head down.
"Perhaps." the voice said, seeming to be behind him no matter where he turns. "This is for those seeking... reprise?"
She ruffles behind his ears with a smile
"Yes? I give people a place to pray, wether that's general praying, praying for forgiveness, or what have you"
It nuzzles against her palm again and plops his head down in her lap.
"How boring" He said "How can you put all your faith into one thing?" He asked.
She hums softly, enjoying the fluffy boi
"It gives a sense of comfort to those who partake in it." He says, smiling
After a moment or two, Gordon softly begins to snore. It seems like he is asleep.
"But isn't life about living in the moment, not seeking solace for the future or forgiveness from the past." He said.
Siven smiles, continueing to scratch at the cobblestones with her chalk
"Yes, but if you never seek to improve yourself, you'll never improve at something."
After a moment, Kelipso appears and chuckles. "Hey there.. Is he keeping you company?"
"But what does faith have to do with that?" He whispered in his ear, leaning near him.
She nods happily, tapping the spot where she managed to scratch her name into the stones with chalk
The shrinekeeper flinches a little and takes a step back to try and face the person, "It gives people something to believe in. Something stronger than kings or monsters"
He chuckles and gives a thumbs up. "Looks good." he smiles.
He chuckles as a finger slips under his blindfold, tugging at it. "Are you afraid of monsters?"
They smile brightly, continueing to scribble
The shrinekeeper once again steps back, trying to keep their blindfold on, "n-no. I'm not."
Kelipso watches quietly and smiles.
He chuckles again "What god do you serve?" he askes "A devotee such as yourself must serve quite a good god."
She seems to be making drawings of mainly herself, kelipso and Gordon, an odd figure with a bow, etc
'Yes, it is. Good job I already got decent knife skills...'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
After a moment or two, Gordon softly begins to snore. It seems like he is asleep.
"But isn't life about living in the moment, not seeking solace for the future or forgiveness from the past." He said.
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
Siven smiles, continueing to scratch at the cobblestones with her chalk
"Yes, but if you never seek to improve yourself, you'll never improve at something."
After a moment, Kelipso appears and chuckles. "Hey there.. Is he keeping you company?"
"But what does faith have to do with that?" He whispered in his ear, leaning near 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
“Were you a cook in the army? What made you decide to go into a culinary occupation?”
She nods happily, tapping the spot where she managed to scratch her name into the stones with chalk
The shrinekeeper flinches a little and takes a step back to try and face the person, "It gives people something to believe in. Something stronger than kings or monsters"
'When things were bad, good food was what kept me sane. I was always using my free time looking for local herbs and spices to make my rations more interesting, always dreaming up new recipes for soups and stews and other good, simple, honest food that I could make whenever I got home'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
He chuckles and gives a thumbs up. "Looks good." he smiles.
He chuckles as a finger slips under his blindfold, tugging at it. "Are you afraid of monsters?"
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 had to eat lunch sry :3*
“Well, do you need anything in the Tavern? This is my first day so I don’t know where anything is.”
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“Sounds like you know what you’re doing. I would say I am pretty decent at cooking. I can’t make anything to fancy.”
'Me neither. But who needs fancy when you can make the best rabbit hotpot in the country?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
They smile brightly, continueing to scribble
The shrinekeeper once again steps back, trying to keep their blindfold on, "n-no. I'm not."
*is cool, food is great*
"Hmmm... think you can get me an ale? Oh, and are you free after your shift?"
*yoooooooo, they have a revised ranger!*
*AND BEAST MASTER IS DECENT OH MY GOD YES*
“That’s true. I have always been one for a good home cooked meal.”
Kelipso watches quietly and smiles.
He chuckles again "What god do you serve?" he askes "A devotee such as yourself must serve quite a good god."
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
'Yeah. So, you're a farmer, right?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
She seems to be making drawings of mainly herself, kelipso and Gordon, an odd figure with a bow, etc
"Yes. I'm a priest of Ilmater."
“Yes I am. I deal in livestock.”
'So, what brings you here then?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.