Bad Kitty is sitting outside, puffy as ever, looking a bit like a dandelion. They are braiding together long grasses into bracelets.
Lore is in the library, curled up in a chair, hidden amongst the books. She is pouring over scrolls, books, and tomes about curses.
Jackson is currently in a fight with what appears to be a half-orc with bright red scales covering half his body. Jackson is clinging to the brutes back, a arm around their throat. "Stop fighting Mal! I'm trying to get this Draconic curse off you!!"
Bad Kitty is sitting outside, puffy as ever, looking a bit like a dandelion. They are braiding together long grasses into bracelets.
Lore is in the library, curled up in a chair, hidden amongst the books. She is pouring over scrolls, books, and tomes about curses.
Jackson is currently in a fight with what appears to be a half-orc with bright red scales covering half his body. Jackson is clinging to the brutes back, a arm around their throat. "Stop fighting Mal! I'm trying to get this Draconic curse off you!!"
Theren peeks over her shoulder. "You should take a break."
Phoenix watches, slightly amused.
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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.
Bad Kitty is sitting outside, puffy as ever, looking a bit like a dandelion. They are braiding together long grasses into bracelets.
Lore is in the library, curled up in a chair, hidden amongst the books. She is pouring over scrolls, books, and tomes about curses.
Jackson is currently in a fight with what appears to be a half-orc with bright red scales covering half his body. Jackson is clinging to the brutes back, a arm around their throat. "Stop fighting Mal! I'm trying to get this Draconic curse off you!!"
Theren peeks over her shoulder. "You should take a break."
Phoenix watches, slightly amused.
Lore looks up and then shakes her head. "It's fine.. I need to research ever curse and find one that is like yours so I can at least try and cure it.." she said, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear.
Mal throws Jackson off with ease and snarls something in Draconic before releasing a firey breath. Jack covers his face just in time and, Thank Gods for imbueing his clothes with elemental magic, is not set ablaze.
Bad Kitty is sitting outside, puffy as ever, looking a bit like a dandelion. They are braiding together long grasses into bracelets.
Lore is in the library, curled up in a chair, hidden amongst the books. She is pouring over scrolls, books, and tomes about curses.
Jackson is currently in a fight with what appears to be a half-orc with bright red scales covering half his body. Jackson is clinging to the brutes back, a arm around their throat. "Stop fighting Mal! I'm trying to get this Draconic curse off you!!"
Theren peeks over her shoulder. "You should take a break."
Phoenix watches, slightly amused.
Lore looks up and then shakes her head. "It's fine.. I need to research ever curse and find one that is like yours so I can at least try and cure it.." she said, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear.
Mal throws Jackson off with ease and snarls something in Draconic before releasing a firey breath. Jack covers his face just in time and, Thank Gods for imbueing his clothes with elemental magic, is not set ablaze.
"Uh huh..." he then grabs her hand and pulls her to her feet. "Take a break lore."
Phoenix's amusement turns to concern as he tackles Mal. STR: 19
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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.
*I'm struggling to come up with something to post. My brain's been running on biopunk for the past couple of days, so the fantasy parts of my brain are being uncooperative.*
Bad Kitty is sitting outside, puffy as ever, looking a bit like a dandelion. They are braiding together long grasses into bracelets.
Lore is in the library, curled up in a chair, hidden amongst the books. She is pouring over scrolls, books, and tomes about curses.
Jackson is currently in a fight with what appears to be a half-orc with bright red scales covering half his body. Jackson is clinging to the brutes back, a arm around their throat. "Stop fighting Mal! I'm trying to get this Draconic curse off you!!"
Theren peeks over her shoulder. "You should take a break."
Phoenix watches, slightly amused.
Lore looks up and then shakes her head. "It's fine.. I need to research ever curse and find one that is like yours so I can at least try and cure it.." she said, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear.
Mal throws Jackson off with ease and snarls something in Draconic before releasing a firey breath. Jack covers his face just in time and, Thank Gods for imbueing his clothes with elemental magic, is not set ablaze.
"Uh huh..." he then grabs her hand and pulls her to her feet. "Take a break lore."
Phoenix's amusement turns to concern as he tackles Mal. STR: 24
She sighs "...fine." she laughs and follows him "Haven't slept in a few so why not..."
Mal is easily tackled to the ground where he thrashes around but is unable to get up. Jackson coughs a bit, trying to get the taste of smoke out from his tongue, and races over. He pulls out his spell book and flips through it, pulling out a bag of sand as well. (Sleep spell)
*I'm struggling to come up with something to post. My brain's been running on biopunk for the past couple of days, so the fantasy parts of my brain are being uncooperative.*
*Hugs the Baal*
*It's okay, post whenever you want, I'm on for a good bit :)*
Bad Kitty is sitting outside, puffy as ever, looking a bit like a dandelion. They are braiding together long grasses into bracelets.
Lore is in the library, curled up in a chair, hidden amongst the books. She is pouring over scrolls, books, and tomes about curses.
Jackson is currently in a fight with what appears to be a half-orc with bright red scales covering half his body. Jackson is clinging to the brutes back, a arm around their throat. "Stop fighting Mal! I'm trying to get this Draconic curse off you!!"
Theren peeks over her shoulder. "You should take a break."
Phoenix watches, slightly amused.
Lore looks up and then shakes her head. "It's fine.. I need to research ever curse and find one that is like yours so I can at least try and cure it.." she said, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear.
Mal throws Jackson off with ease and snarls something in Draconic before releasing a firey breath. Jack covers his face just in time and, Thank Gods for imbueing his clothes with elemental magic, is not set ablaze.
"Uh huh..." he then grabs her hand and pulls her to her feet. "Take a break lore."
Phoenix's amusement turns to concern as he tackles Mal. STR: 24
She sighs "...fine." she laughs and follows him "Haven't slept in a few so why not..."
Mal is easily tackled to the ground where he thrashes around but is unable to get up. Jackson coughs a bit, trying to get the taste of smoke out from his tongue, and races over. He pulls out his spell book and flips through it, pulling out a bag of sand as well. (Sleep spell)
"Have you eaten?" he says, concern lining his voice.
Phoenix keeps Mal pinned with his hands behind his back until Mal is asleep.
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Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
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*aw and right when my next class doesn't let me use my phone much*
Ozzy is drinking coffee
The lizard is avoiding theren
A carnival is being set up on the outskirts of town
Theren is watching the lizard carefully
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
They hiss at him and sitter away
Jadlo hums to himself as he drinks tea. It's his lunch break.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Theren follows them.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*(crawls out from portal)*
*H E L L O little friends*
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
*GUYS! It's HIM!!!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*-dropkicks-*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*(Points at Baal)*
*GUYSSSSS it's HIIIIIIM*
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
*repost*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*(Is sent flying into a field)*
*Thaaat. Wassss ruuuuude.*
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
*Cry about it lol*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Bad Kitty is sitting outside, puffy as ever, looking a bit like a dandelion. They are braiding together long grasses into bracelets.
Lore is in the library, curled up in a chair, hidden amongst the books. She is pouring over scrolls, books, and tomes about curses.
Jackson is currently in a fight with what appears to be a half-orc with bright red scales covering half his body. Jackson is clinging to the brutes back, a arm around their throat. "Stop fighting Mal! I'm trying to get this Draconic curse off you!!"
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
Theren peeks over her shoulder. "You should take a break."
Phoenix watches, slightly amused.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Lore looks up and then shakes her head. "It's fine.. I need to research ever curse and find one that is like yours so I can at least try and cure it.." she said, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear.
Mal throws Jackson off with ease and snarls something in Draconic before releasing a firey breath. Jack covers his face just in time and, Thank Gods for imbueing his clothes with elemental magic, is not set ablaze.
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
"Uh huh..." he then grabs her hand and pulls her to her feet. "Take a break lore."
Phoenix's amusement turns to concern as he tackles Mal. STR: 19
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I'm struggling to come up with something to post. My brain's been running on biopunk for the past couple of days, so the fantasy parts of my brain are being uncooperative.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She sighs "...fine." she laughs and follows him "Haven't slept in a few so why not..."
Mal is easily tackled to the ground where he thrashes around but is unable to get up. Jackson coughs a bit, trying to get the taste of smoke out from his tongue, and races over. He pulls out his spell book and flips through it, pulling out a bag of sand as well. (Sleep spell)
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
*Hugs the Baal*
*It's okay, post whenever you want, I'm on for a good bit :)*
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
"Have you eaten?" he says, concern lining his voice.
Phoenix keeps Mal pinned with his hands behind his back until Mal is asleep.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.