She immediately jumps out of the trash can "I was going to clean up after I swear!"
A young man, about 26 or 27, is smiling at them. He has worn brown boots, a white shirt with an old brown jacket over it, and black pants. He has a cheery smile on his face. His hair is blonde and messy and he has light brown eyes. Over his back is a lute that seems to be in great condition. "Hello. Are you alright?"
"Um yeah I'm just looking for anything I can sell or jerryrig"
"oh?"
"Yeah, I need to save my money for food so do whatever I can to make more.. like... Um... This old twisted fork! If you get enough of them you can melt em down and make a chain!"
"Thats very creative." he says with a kind smile
"Thank you! I also use beads for makeing bean bags, and modified boots as storage!"
"Wow! Whats your name kiddo?"
"Alloy!"
"Nice to meet you. Im Lance."
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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.
It's a caramel mocha. The masked giant shakes its head. "I believe you misread me. You have something I want, and I want to make a deal for it. I'll grant you whatever you wish if you'll grant me understanding."
"What could I have that you want?" She asked, raising a brow at them.
It leans forward, the dark lenses of its mask revealing nothing. "What will you take in trade for your pain?"
"Now why in the world would you want that?" She asked, eyes narrowed in suspicion.
"How much does that matter to you? Anything you wish for can be made real." It sighs and sits back up in its small, wooden chair. "I just need to understand its nature."
"I matters to me because selling my pain to something that wants to grant me a miracle makes me worry for both sides. I am my pain and giving it away is like losing my child all over again." She said, laughing a bit.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
She immediately jumps out of the trash can "I was going to clean up after I swear!"
A young man, about 26 or 27, is smiling at them. He has worn brown boots, a white shirt with an old brown jacket over it, and black pants. He has a cheery smile on his face. His hair is blonde and messy and he has light brown eyes. Over his back is a lute that seems to be in great condition. "Hello. Are you alright?"
"Um yeah I'm just looking for anything I can sell or jerryrig"
"oh?"
"Yeah, I need to save my money for food so do whatever I can to make more.. like... Um... This old twisted fork! If you get enough of them you can melt em down and make a chain!"
"Thats very creative." he says with a kind smile
"Thank you! I also use beads for makeing bean bags, and modified boots as storage!"
She immediately jumps out of the trash can "I was going to clean up after I swear!"
A young man, about 26 or 27, is smiling at them. He has worn brown boots, a white shirt with an old brown jacket over it, and black pants. He has a cheery smile on his face. His hair is blonde and messy and he has light brown eyes. Over his back is a lute that seems to be in great condition. "Hello. Are you alright?"
"Um yeah I'm just looking for anything I can sell or jerryrig"
"oh?"
"Yeah, I need to save my money for food so do whatever I can to make more.. like... Um... This old twisted fork! If you get enough of them you can melt em down and make a chain!"
"Thats very creative." he says with a kind smile
"Thank you! I also use beads for makeing bean bags, and modified boots as storage!"
"Wow! Whats your name kiddo?"
"Alloy!"
"Nice to meet you. Im Lance."
"Your cool lance!"
"Why thank you."
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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.
It's a caramel mocha. The masked giant shakes its head. "I believe you misread me. You have something I want, and I want to make a deal for it. I'll grant you whatever you wish if you'll grant me understanding."
"What could I have that you want?" She asked, raising a brow at them.
It leans forward, the dark lenses of its mask revealing nothing. "What will you take in trade for your pain?"
"Now why in the world would you want that?" She asked, eyes narrowed in suspicion.
"How much does that matter to you? Anything you wish for can be made real." It sighs and sits back up in its small, wooden chair. "I just need to understand its nature."
"I matters to me because selling my pain to something that wants to grant me a miracle makes me worry for both sides. I am my pain and giving it away is like losing my child all over again." She said, laughing a bit.
Suddenly the monster's eyes gleam wickedly through the dark lenses. That's what he was waiting for. "I can bring them back. Give me the word. Say you'll give me your pain."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
She immediately jumps out of the trash can "I was going to clean up after I swear!"
A young man, about 26 or 27, is smiling at them. He has worn brown boots, a white shirt with an old brown jacket over it, and black pants. He has a cheery smile on his face. His hair is blonde and messy and he has light brown eyes. Over his back is a lute that seems to be in great condition. "Hello. Are you alright?"
"Um yeah I'm just looking for anything I can sell or jerryrig"
"oh?"
"Yeah, I need to save my money for food so do whatever I can to make more.. like... Um... This old twisted fork! If you get enough of them you can melt em down and make a chain!"
"Thats very creative." he says with a kind smile
"Thank you! I also use beads for makeing bean bags, and modified boots as storage!"
It's a caramel mocha. The masked giant shakes its head. "I believe you misread me. You have something I want, and I want to make a deal for it. I'll grant you whatever you wish if you'll grant me understanding."
"What could I have that you want?" She asked, raising a brow at them.
It leans forward, the dark lenses of its mask revealing nothing. "What will you take in trade for your pain?"
"Now why in the world would you want that?" She asked, eyes narrowed in suspicion.
"How much does that matter to you? Anything you wish for can be made real." It sighs and sits back up in its small, wooden chair. "I just need to understand its nature."
"I matters to me because selling my pain to something that wants to grant me a miracle makes me worry for both sides. I am my pain and giving it away is like losing my child all over again." She said, laughing a bit.
Suddenly the monster's eyes gleam wickedly through the dark lenses. That's what he was waiting for. "I can bring them back. Give me the word. Say you'll give me your pain."
"I'm sorry. I cannot. I have studied necromancy to try and bring her back, I have studied resurrection. But every time, its never the same." She said and wiped at tears in her eyes "I cannot give you something that has become apart of me. It would be like taking a limb."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Lance lets out a curse as the case flies out of his lap. A claw slowly emerges from the case as a huge ancient red dragon claws its way out.
"Neither am i." He grins and tilts his head "Let me talk to him."
Brava and Mikey look over, guns raised in alert.
"o-ok..." after a few moments therens eyes go black. Pitch black wings and ram horns appear. "Well hello there Xan."
"Dont hurt him! H-hes a bit aggravated!"
"Hello there. Do me a favor. Stop hurting him. It would work out best for both of us." He said, gripping their wrists.
Mikey lowers his gun but Brava keeps it raised.
"Would it now my dear?" he says, voice distorting.
The dragon roars in rage and spews fire.
*Dex save*
"Yes. Please and thank you." He places a kiss on their forehead.
Brava: 30 Mikey: 22
He snorts. "I will for now. But you cannot stop my world domination for long. Theren will soon crumble."
They are both slightly burned as Lance starts to play a song on his guitar.
Xan smiles "I will be there to stop you." He purrs and leans in "I swear by it."
BRava pats out his armor and sighs. Mikey is still in a bit of shock.
"We will see." Therens eyes go back to their normal green as he blinks a bit. He then blushes with how close Xan is.
As Lance strums a tune illusions start to appear. They seem to calm the dragon down slightly
Xan kisses his forehead again and smiles "He'll leave you alone for a bit."
Brava narrows his eyes but Mikey watches in amusement.
"H-he will?"
Lance slowly moves the open case closer and closer to the dragon while still playing the tune. He looks at Mikey and Brava and nods at the case then at the dragon
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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.
Lance lets out a curse as the case flies out of his lap. A claw slowly emerges from the case as a huge ancient red dragon claws its way out.
"Neither am i." He grins and tilts his head "Let me talk to him."
Brava and Mikey look over, guns raised in alert.
"o-ok..." after a few moments therens eyes go black. Pitch black wings and ram horns appear. "Well hello there Xan."
"Dont hurt him! H-hes a bit aggravated!"
"Hello there. Do me a favor. Stop hurting him. It would work out best for both of us." He said, gripping their wrists.
Mikey lowers his gun but Brava keeps it raised.
"Would it now my dear?" he says, voice distorting.
The dragon roars in rage and spews fire.
*Dex save*
"Yes. Please and thank you." He places a kiss on their forehead.
Brava: 30 Mikey: 22
He snorts. "I will for now. But you cannot stop my world domination for long. Theren will soon crumble."
They are both slightly burned as Lance starts to play a song on his guitar.
Xan smiles "I will be there to stop you." He purrs and leans in "I swear by it."
BRava pats out his armor and sighs. Mikey is still in a bit of shock.
"We will see." Therens eyes go back to their normal green as he blinks a bit. He then blushes with how close Xan is.
As Lance strums a tune illusions start to appear. They seem to calm the dragon down slightly
Xan kisses his forehead again and smiles "He'll leave you alone for a bit."
Brava narrows his eyes but Mikey watches in amusement.
"H-he will?"
Lance slowly moves the open case closer and closer to the dragon while still playing the tune. He looks at Mikey and Brava and nods at the case then at the dragon
He nods "For a little bit."
Mikey continues to watch in awe and amusement but Brava just decides to walk away.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Lance slowly moves the open case closer and closer to the dragon while still playing the tune. He looks at Mikey and Brava and nods at the case then at the dragon
He nods "For a little bit."
Mikey continues to watch in awe and amusement but Brava just decides to walk away.
Therne hugs them tightly. "Thank you thank you. Is there anything i can do to repay you?"
They both hear a voice in their mind. "I need both of your help. Grab the case and touch the opening to the dragon. Illusions will only distract him for so long."
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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.
Lance slowly moves the open case closer and closer to the dragon while still playing the tune. He looks at Mikey and Brava and nods at the case then at the dragon
He nods "For a little bit."
Mikey continues to watch in awe and amusement but Brava just decides to walk away.
Therne hugs them tightly. "Thank you thank you. Is there anything i can do to repay you?"
They both hear a voice in their mind. "I need both of your help. Grab the case and touch the opening to the dragon. Illusions will only distract him for so long."
Xan snorts "Nah. Just don't ever tell anyone I helped someone."
Mikey nods and does so. Brava shakes his head.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Lance slowly moves the open case closer and closer to the dragon while still playing the tune. He looks at Mikey and Brava and nods at the case then at the dragon
He nods "For a little bit."
Mikey continues to watch in awe and amusement but Brava just decides to walk away.
Therne hugs them tightly. "Thank you thank you. Is there anything i can do to repay you?"
They both hear a voice in their mind. "I need both of your help. Grab the case and touch the opening to the dragon. Illusions will only distract him for so long."
Xan snorts "Nah. Just don't ever tell anyone I helped someone."
Mikey nods and does so. Brava shakes his head.
He nods, still hugging them
The dragon is sucked into the case. Lance stops playing as the illusions fade. "Thanks Mikey."
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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.
Suddenly the monster's eyes gleam wickedly through the dark lenses. That's what he was waiting for. "I can bring them back. Give me the word. Say you'll give me your pain."
"I'm sorry. I cannot. I have studied necromancy to try and bring her back, I have studied resurrection. But every time, its never the same." She said and wiped at tears in her eyes "I cannot give you something that has become apart of me. It would be like taking a limb."
It leans back, its expression unreadable once more. "What about True Resurrection? If I can bring your child back for real, and if I can strip away the pain, and you say no... you're going to walk away from your daughter, close your eyes, and let her die again because you were too busy wallowing in self-pity to save her. I am giving you freedom. You are not beyond being loved again, little necromancer. Tell me, what will it be: a lifetime of suffering, or your daughter?"
Insight check, if you wish.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
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"Yes. Please and thank you." He places a kiss on their forehead.
Brava: 31 Mikey: 29
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Nice to meet you. Im Lance."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I matters to me because selling my pain to something that wants to grant me a miracle makes me worry for both sides. I am my pain and giving it away is like losing my child all over again." She said, laughing a bit.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He snorts. "I will for now. But you cannot stop my world domination for long. Theren will soon crumble."
They are both slightly burned as Lance starts to play a song on his guitar.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Your cool lance!"
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
Xan smiles "I will be there to stop you." He purrs and leans in "I swear by it."
BRava pats out his armor and sighs. Mikey is still in a bit of shock.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Why thank you."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"We will see." Therens eyes go back to their normal green as he blinks a bit. He then blushes with how close Xan is.
As Lance strums a tune illusions start to appear. They seem to calm the dragon down slightly
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Suddenly the monster's eyes gleam wickedly through the dark lenses. That's what he was waiting for. "I can bring them back. Give me the word. Say you'll give me your pain."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Your welcome!"
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
Xan kisses his forehead again and smiles "He'll leave you alone for a bit."
Brava narrows his eyes but Mikey watches in amusement.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Lance sits down on the alley floor, seemingly unfazed by the dirtiness. "Where ya from kiddo?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I'm sorry. I cannot. I have studied necromancy to try and bring her back, I have studied resurrection. But every time, its never the same." She said and wiped at tears in her eyes "I cannot give you something that has become apart of me. It would be like taking a limb."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"H-he will?"
Lance slowly moves the open case closer and closer to the dragon while still playing the tune. He looks at Mikey and Brava and nods at the case then at the dragon
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He nods "For a little bit."
Mikey continues to watch in awe and amusement but Brava just decides to walk away.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Therne hugs them tightly. "Thank you thank you. Is there anything i can do to repay you?"
They both hear a voice in their mind. "I need both of your help. Grab the case and touch the opening to the dragon. Illusions will only distract him for so long."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*u open wedigo?*
psychopath ^-^
Xan snorts "Nah. Just don't ever tell anyone I helped someone."
Mikey nods and does so. Brava shakes his head.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He nods, still hugging them
The dragon is sucked into the case. Lance stops playing as the illusions fade. "Thanks Mikey."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
It leans back, its expression unreadable once more. "What about True Resurrection? If I can bring your child back for real, and if I can strip away the pain, and you say no... you're going to walk away from your daughter, close your eyes, and let her die again because you were too busy wallowing in self-pity to save her. I am giving you freedom. You are not beyond being loved again, little necromancer. Tell me, what will it be: a lifetime of suffering, or your daughter?"
Insight check, if you wish.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.