He sighs. He straightens up and turns his head. "This better not be some assassination attempt." He doesn't seem completely serious, but he still has a slight warning tone.
"I am offended you think I would assassinate you." She chuckles "Its something I worked hard on for you."
"Well, with that in mind, to not accept it would be... well, unacceptable." He pushes the blueprints aside and takes the box, placing it on the table. He opens it and looks inside.
Inside, is a totem made of precious stones and dark wood. It's carved in the likeness of Oswald. The stones glow unnaturally. "Do get angry at me but I made you a new soul. I remember how you said that your old soul was barely anything and that you were okay with giving it away. So I took the small bit you gave to me and got some help to reform it back into a full soul." she said "It should go back to you. All you got to do is snap the totem and that's it."
"Interesting. Did you want something in return? I don't deal in souls, but if this an exchange of gifts..." He picks up one of the blueprints. It seems to be for an automatic tree-planter.
She looks at it happily, before composing herself and handing it back "I could never take your work. It is beautiful in every facet and to take something beautiful away from its creator is a sin indeed." she said and smiled "I need nothing in return."
Commanding nothing less than the power to create life, many battle smiths turn their genius toward forging technologically remarkable puppies and kitties.
"Interesting. Did you want something in return? I don't deal in souls, but if this an exchange of gifts..." He picks up one of the blueprints. It seems to be for an automatic tree-planter.
She looks at it happily, before composing herself and handing it back "I could never take your work. It is beautiful in every facet and to take something beautiful away from its creator is a sin indeed." she said and smiled "I need nothing in return."
"Oh, I was going to make them myself. I was just showing you the plans." He snaps the totem in half with no hesitation.
"Do you know any places? I dont have any cash.."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I have an extra sleeping bag in my room"
psychopath ^-^
*Hey Markell!*
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.
"That'd be nice." he says, swaying on his feet slightly.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She looks at it happily, before composing herself and handing it back "I could never take your work. It is beautiful in every facet and to take something beautiful away from its creator is a sin indeed." she said and smiled "I need nothing in return."
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
Carl slides over the root beer.
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.
*For wendigo :)*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Its good! How 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.
(Frig)
He can tell that Jack is trying to probe his mind.
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
Xythar takes a sip.
I have succesfully wasted your time!😀
"Look dude, i dont appreciate that.." Jack (despite my high rolling) does feel immense sadness from this kid
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I'll take you there then"
psychopath ^-^
"Oh, I was going to make them myself. I was just showing you the plans." He snaps the totem in half with no hesitation.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I'm free! Who you got?*
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.
"Thanks Echo." he says, yawning slightly
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Jack eyebrows furrow as he sighs "Whats wrong. I can tell you are upset."
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 tastes good, its high quality stuff.
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.
"You're welcome"
psychopath ^-^