Theren is on the roof of the tavern looking bored.
Phoenix is outside practising with his gun
Alix is wandering through the woods looking for what killed the dwarf.
A Violet-skinned Tiefling spies Phoenix and grins. She walks over "You're a hard man to find!" She said and pressed a button on the side of a metal cube. It sprouts wings and opens what appears to be a camera lense. "Do you mind answering some questions?"
Phoenix lowers his rifle. "Uhm, sorry. Who are you?"
"My name is Truth Zarril. I am a war correspondent and news reporter." She said "I've been trying to find you for awhile."
"Why exactly?"
*Also wendigo can Alix try to find who killed the dwarf?*
*Yep!*
Have Alix roll an Investigation Check.
"Well, the people want to know what happened a year ago between your teammates on your squad and you." She said with a grin.
Inv: 16
Phoenix's eye twitches. "I don't do interviews. And that information is classified." he says, temper rising slightly.
He finds two little puncture wounds on the side of his wrist that blood was drained from.
"But it has been a year, hasn't it? Isn't it time to explain to the people that want to know?"
Theren is on the roof of the tavern looking bored.
Phoenix is outside practising with his gun
Alix is wandering through the woods looking for what killed the dwarf.
A Violet-skinned Tiefling spies Phoenix and grins. She walks over "You're a hard man to find!" She said and pressed a button on the side of a metal cube. It sprouts wings and opens what appears to be a camera lense. "Do you mind answering some questions?"
Phoenix lowers his rifle. "Uhm, sorry. Who are you?"
"My name is Truth Zarril. I am a war correspondent and news reporter." She said "I've been trying to find you for awhile."
"Why exactly?"
*Also wendigo can Alix try to find who killed the dwarf?*
*Yep!*
Have Alix roll an Investigation Check.
"Well, the people want to know what happened a year ago between your teammates on your squad and you." She said with a grin.
Inv: 16
Phoenix's eye twitches. "I don't do interviews. And that information is classified." he says, temper rising slightly.
He finds two little puncture wounds on the side of his wrist that blood was drained from.
"But it has been a year, hasn't it? Isn't it time to explain to the people that want to know?"
"Vampire?" he mumbles.
"No, no its not!" he says, temper continuing to rise.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Theren is on the roof of the tavern looking bored.
Phoenix is outside practising with his gun
Alix is wandering through the woods looking for what killed the dwarf.
A Violet-skinned Tiefling spies Phoenix and grins. She walks over "You're a hard man to find!" She said and pressed a button on the side of a metal cube. It sprouts wings and opens what appears to be a camera lense. "Do you mind answering some questions?"
Phoenix lowers his rifle. "Uhm, sorry. Who are you?"
"My name is Truth Zarril. I am a war correspondent and news reporter." She said "I've been trying to find you for awhile."
"Why exactly?"
*Also wendigo can Alix try to find who killed the dwarf?*
*Yep!*
Have Alix roll an Investigation Check.
"Well, the people want to know what happened a year ago between your teammates on your squad and you." She said with a grin.
Inv: 16
Phoenix's eye twitches. "I don't do interviews. And that information is classified." he says, temper rising slightly.
He finds two little puncture wounds on the side of his wrist that blood was drained from.
"But it has been a year, hasn't it? Isn't it time to explain to the people that want to know?"
"Vampire?" he mumbles.
"No, no its not!" he says, temper continuing to rise.
"What a rude word." A voice says in the trees. Yuri looks down at him "I can assure you I am better than a vampire."
"Yes, it is Phoenix." She smiled and tiled her head to the side. "Is it true you broke from your team and left them behind on a mission?"
Theren is on the roof of the tavern looking bored.
Phoenix is outside practising with his gun
Alix is wandering through the woods looking for what killed the dwarf.
A Violet-skinned Tiefling spies Phoenix and grins. She walks over "You're a hard man to find!" She said and pressed a button on the side of a metal cube. It sprouts wings and opens what appears to be a camera lense. "Do you mind answering some questions?"
Phoenix lowers his rifle. "Uhm, sorry. Who are you?"
"My name is Truth Zarril. I am a war correspondent and news reporter." She said "I've been trying to find you for awhile."
"Why exactly?"
*Also wendigo can Alix try to find who killed the dwarf?*
*Yep!*
Have Alix roll an Investigation Check.
"Well, the people want to know what happened a year ago between your teammates on your squad and you." She said with a grin.
Inv: 16
Phoenix's eye twitches. "I don't do interviews. And that information is classified." he says, temper rising slightly.
He finds two little puncture wounds on the side of his wrist that blood was drained from.
"But it has been a year, hasn't it? Isn't it time to explain to the people that want to know?"
"Vampire?" he mumbles.
"No, no its not!" he says, temper continuing to rise.
"What a rude word." A voice says in the trees. Yuri looks down at him "I can assure you I am better than a vampire."
"Yes, it is Phoenix." She smiled and tiled her head to the side. "Is it true you broke from your team and left them behind on a mission?"
He looks up and blows smoke up at her. It smells like honeysuckle. "Still cursed though, correct?"
"I. Cannot. Talk. About. That." he says, temper reaching its max.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Theren is on the roof of the tavern looking bored.
Phoenix is outside practising with his gun
Alix is wandering through the woods looking for what killed the dwarf.
A Violet-skinned Tiefling spies Phoenix and grins. She walks over "You're a hard man to find!" She said and pressed a button on the side of a metal cube. It sprouts wings and opens what appears to be a camera lense. "Do you mind answering some questions?"
Phoenix lowers his rifle. "Uhm, sorry. Who are you?"
"My name is Truth Zarril. I am a war correspondent and news reporter." She said "I've been trying to find you for awhile."
"Why exactly?"
*Also wendigo can Alix try to find who killed the dwarf?*
*Yep!*
Have Alix roll an Investigation Check.
"Well, the people want to know what happened a year ago between your teammates on your squad and you." She said with a grin.
Inv: 16
Phoenix's eye twitches. "I don't do interviews. And that information is classified." he says, temper rising slightly.
He finds two little puncture wounds on the side of his wrist that blood was drained from.
"But it has been a year, hasn't it? Isn't it time to explain to the people that want to know?"
"Vampire?" he mumbles.
"No, no its not!" he says, temper continuing to rise.
"What a rude word." A voice says in the trees. Yuri looks down at him "I can assure you I am better than a vampire."
"Yes, it is Phoenix." She smiled and tiled her head to the side. "Is it true you broke from your team and left them behind on a mission?"
He looks up and blows smoke up at her. It smells like honeysuckle. "Still cursed though, correct?"
"I. Cannot. Talk. About. That." he says, temper reaching its max.
"Not entirely." She smiled, "A friend of mine helped me out."
"So it did happen." She said, standing her ground "Isn't it also true that your teammate, Bones, was sent in to die from a mission that you knew to be fatal?"
I've been watching how your eyes move to the ground And I hear you change your story every time that I'm around You can tell me what you want, say what you will But I'm done with you, I'm done with what you say you think is real
A large, well-fed gatorfolk is playing slow jazz music in the coffee shop on his trumpet. His flamboyant purple and gold suit, combined with his expert playing and the sparkling lights in the air, identifies him as a bard of some sort.
A large, well-fed gatorfolk is playing slow jazz music in the coffee shop on his trumpet. His flamboyant purple and gold suit, combined with his expert playing and the sparkling lights in the air, identifies him as a bard of some sort.
The young man keeps eying him nervously, trying not to draw his attention
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3 Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees (and hopefully more)
A large, well-fed gatorfolk is playing slow jazz music in the coffee shop on his trumpet. His flamboyant purple and gold suit, combined with his expert playing and the sparkling lights in the air, identifies him as a bard of some sort.
The young man keeps eying him nervously, trying not to draw his attention
The gator pretends he doesn't notice this, for the young man's comfort.
after sitting dormant for awhile, the smoldering object suddenly opens, and out walks a huge mechanical construct. it's upper half swivels, and it seems to survey the area.
Several smaller, near-skeletal constructs are surveying the area as well, drawn by the significantly less terrestrial machine's crash landing.
after sitting dormant for awhile, the smoldering object suddenly opens, and out walks a huge mechanical construct. it's upper half swivels, and it seems to survey the area.
Several smaller, near-skeletal constructs are surveying the area as well, drawn by the significantly less terrestrial machine's crash landing.
it seems to notice them, and stands on guard, but it takes no hostile actions towards anything or anyone nearby
They just stand there, half-covered by trees. They have rifles slung over their backs but, otherwise, they don't seem dangerous. The Knight-Paladin's armor could probably withstand bullets from such small weapons easily.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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He finds two little puncture wounds on the side of his wrist that blood was drained from.
"But it has been a year, hasn't it? Isn't it time to explain to the people that want to know?"
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
"Vampire?" he mumbles.
"No, no its not!" he says, temper continuing to rise.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"What a rude word." A voice says in the trees. Yuri looks down at him "I can assure you I am better than a vampire."
"Yes, it is Phoenix." She smiled and tiled her head to the side. "Is it true you broke from your team and left them behind on a mission?"
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 looks up and blows smoke up at her. It smells like honeysuckle. "Still cursed though, correct?"
"I. Cannot. Talk. About. That." he says, temper reaching its max.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Not entirely." She smiled, "A friend of mine helped me out."
"So it did happen." She said, standing her ground "Isn't it also true that your teammate, Bones, was sent in to die from a mission that you knew to be fatal?"
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
*Its quiet here now :p*
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 it kinda is*
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A young man with hair that's a mixture of teal and orange is looking around nervously in the coffee shop
(hi)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I've been watching how your eyes move to the ground
And I hear you change your story every time that I'm around
You can tell me what you want, say what you will
But I'm done with you, I'm done with what you say you think is real
A large, well-fed gatorfolk is playing slow jazz music in the coffee shop on his trumpet. His flamboyant purple and gold suit, combined with his expert playing and the sparkling lights in the air, identifies him as a bard of some sort.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*GASP! Smooth Jazz.*
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PM me if you wish for some lore on a person or place!
The young man keeps eying him nervously, trying not to draw his attention
hi nol
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
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The gator pretends he doesn't notice this, for the young man's comfort.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Ooo, hey hey! Will be able to rp once I get back to all the other threads*
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.
Several smaller, near-skeletal constructs are surveying the area as well, drawn by the significantly less terrestrial machine's crash landing.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
They just stand there, half-covered by trees. They have rifles slung over their backs but, otherwise, they don't seem dangerous. The Knight-Paladin's armor could probably withstand bullets from such small weapons easily.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels