“That’s true! But I just love the fog in Baldur’s Gate. It’s so romantic. In the literary sense, I mean.”
"I can agree. The atmosphere is certainly good" she grins
Kayla grins back at her. “Ever been adventuring?”
"Gosh I wish, though I could consider traveling with the big top adventuring" she says
“I always wanted to be an adventurer. But I bet living with the big top must be fun too.”
"I guess so, I love performing with the others, but there's only so much you can do in a day to make it interesting there" she sighs slightly, "But they do brighten my day"
“That’s great! It sounds like you really like it there.” Kayla snaps her fingers. She reaches in her pack and hands Pekkan a black stone. “This is a sending stone. If you want, you can message me if you’re out on the road and anything super exciting or adventurous happens to you. And I’ll do the same for you.”
She smiles and takes it, "You give a sending stone to every jester you meet?" She jokes, grinning, "Thanks, I think it'll be nice to have a friend who's not a college"
Lore is sitting on a swing, out in the forest. She is reading to herself, teaching herself Aquan tongue while her dogs nap happily beneath the shade.
Jackson is outside as well but he is currently walking through ruins to find something he needs for a spell. He carries his spell book at his side and wand in hand. A glowing orb of light follows him.
Oval and her child are inside the library. She is reading a picture book to the child who giggles happily and pretends to be an eagle, blanket wrapped around their shoulder as wings.
“That’s true! But I just love the fog in Baldur’s Gate. It’s so romantic. In the literary sense, I mean.”
"I can agree. The atmosphere is certainly good" she grins
Kayla grins back at her. “Ever been adventuring?”
"Gosh I wish, though I could consider traveling with the big top adventuring" she says
“I always wanted to be an adventurer. But I bet living with the big top must be fun too.”
"I guess so, I love performing with the others, but there's only so much you can do in a day to make it interesting there" she sighs slightly, "But they do brighten my day"
“That’s great! It sounds like you really like it there.” Kayla snaps her fingers. She reaches in her pack and hands Pekkan a black stone. “This is a sending stone. If you want, you can message me if you’re out on the road and anything super exciting or adventurous happens to you. And I’ll do the same for you.”
She smiles and takes it, "You give a sending stone to every jester you meet?" She jokes, grinning, "Thanks, I think it'll be nice to have a friend who's not a college"
“Nope. Only the ones I like.” Kayla laughs. “So are you an actual bard? With like magic powers and stuff? I’ve heard some jesters are.”
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I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft and Forgotten Realms. My pronouns are she/they.
I like reading and writing too, but I’m not much of an artist.
Oval and her child are inside the library. She is reading a picture book to the child who giggles happily and pretends to be an eagle, blanket wrapped around their shoulder as wings.
A figure in black wrappings, sitting in an automated steam wheelchair filled with shawdowstuff in place of water, wheels himself into the library. Black flowers made out of glass "grow" all over the chair.
"I sensed... a familiar face... "
Oval looks up, her psychic powers sensing something. She blinks and stares at the figure before quickly getting up, holding her child in her arms. "...Hello again... Talbot..."
Lore is sitting on a swing, out in the forest. She is reading to herself, teaching herself Aquan tongue while her dogs nap happily beneath the shade.
Jackson is outside as well but he is currently walking through ruins to find something he needs for a spell. He carries his spell book at his side and wand in hand. A glowing orb of light follows him.
Oval and her child are inside the library. She is reading a picture book to the child who giggles happily and pretends to be an eagle, blanket wrapped around their shoulder as wings.
Oval and her child are inside the library. She is reading a picture book to the child who giggles happily and pretends to be an eagle, blanket wrapped around their shoulder as wings.
A figure in black wrappings, sitting in an automated steam wheelchair filled with shawdowstuff in place of water, wheels himself into the library. Black flowers made out of glass "grow" all over the chair.
"I sensed... a familiar face... "
Oval looks up, her psychic powers sensing something. She blinks and stares at the figure before quickly getting up, holding her child in her arms. "...Hello again... Talbot..."
"What's wrong, old friend? My powers are gone now, so you need not worry. A gust of wind could reduce me to ashes. I'm happy to see you again, even in as sorry a state as I am in. Now tell me, how are you? And who is that that you're holding?"
Oval and her child are inside the library. She is reading a picture book to the child who giggles happily and pretends to be an eagle, blanket wrapped around their shoulder as wings.
A figure in black wrappings, sitting in an automated steam wheelchair filled with shawdowstuff in place of water, wheels himself into the library. Black flowers made out of glass "grow" all over the chair.
"I sensed... a familiar face... "
Oval looks up, her psychic powers sensing something. She blinks and stares at the figure before quickly getting up, holding her child in her arms. "...Hello again... Talbot..."
"What's wrong, old friend? My powers are gone now, so you need not worry. A gust of wind could reduce me to ashes. I'm happy to see you again, even in as sorry a state as I am in. Now tell me, how are you? And who is that that you're holding?"
She looks like she wants to hug him terribly but refrains. The child, on the other, squirms from their mother's arm and stands before Talbot, smiling. Oval sighs "This is Soul. She is... Brave to say the least much to the worry of me and her mother." Soul giggles a bit and gently touches the glass flowers, stars in her eyes.
She looks like she wants to hug him terribly but refrains. The child, on the other, squirms from their mother's arm and stands before Talbot, smiling. Oval sighs "This is Soul. She is... Brave to say the least much to the worry of me and her mother." Soul giggles a bit and gently touches the glass flowers, stars in her eyes.
"What a wonder you have made, and what an exciting life you must lead with a child like this one." Talbot plucks a flower with his withered hand and offers it to Soul. "Careful not to break it. They are very strong, but sharp when broken."
“That’s true! But I just love the fog in Baldur’s Gate. It’s so romantic. In the literary sense, I mean.”
"I can agree. The atmosphere is certainly good" she grins
Kayla grins back at her. “Ever been adventuring?”
"Gosh I wish, though I could consider traveling with the big top adventuring" she says
“I always wanted to be an adventurer. But I bet living with the big top must be fun too.”
"I guess so, I love performing with the others, but there's only so much you can do in a day to make it interesting there" she sighs slightly, "But they do brighten my day"
“That’s great! It sounds like you really like it there.” Kayla snaps her fingers. She reaches in her pack and hands Pekkan a black stone. “This is a sending stone. If you want, you can message me if you’re out on the road and anything super exciting or adventurous happens to you. And I’ll do the same for you.”
She smiles and takes it, "You give a sending stone to every jester you meet?" She jokes, grinning, "Thanks, I think it'll be nice to have a friend who's not a college"
“Nope. Only the ones I like.” Kayla laughs. “So are you an actual bard? With like magic powers and stuff? I’ve heard some jesters are.”
"I did some bardic training, useful for performing. But i mostly do physical stuff." She nods
Oval and her child are inside the library. She is reading a picture book to the child who giggles happily and pretends to be an eagle, blanket wrapped around their shoulder as wings.
A figure in black wrappings, sitting in an automated steam wheelchair filled with shawdowstuff in place of water, wheels himself into the library. Black flowers made out of glass "grow" all over the chair.
"I sensed... a familiar face... "
Oval looks up, her psychic powers sensing something. She blinks and stares at the figure before quickly getting up, holding her child in her arms. "...Hello again... Talbot..."
"What's wrong, old friend? My powers are gone now, so you need not worry. A gust of wind could reduce me to ashes. I'm happy to see you again, even in as sorry a state as I am in. Now tell me, how are you? And who is that that you're holding?"
She looks like she wants to hug him terribly but refrains. The child, on the other, squirms from their mother's arm and stands before Talbot, smiling. Oval sighs "This is Soul. She is... Brave to say the least much to the worry of me and her mother." Soul giggles a bit and gently touches the glass flowers, stars in her eyes.
"What a wonder you have made, and what an exciting life you must lead with a child like this one." Talbot plucks a flower with his withered hand and offers it to Soul. "Careful not to break it. They are very strong, but sharp when broken."
Soul giggles again and places it behind her ear-frill. Oval kneels down and stares at Talbot. "Why did you not call me about your state? I would've helped anyway I could.."
Lore is sitting on a swing, out in the forest. She is reading to herself, teaching herself Aquan tongue while her dogs nap happily beneath the shade.
Jackson is outside as well but he is currently walking through ruins to find something he needs for a spell. He carries his spell book at his side and wand in hand. A glowing orb of light follows him.
Oval and her child are inside the library. She is reading a picture book to the child who giggles happily and pretends to be an eagle, blanket wrapped around their shoulder as wings.
"What a wonder you have made, and what an exciting life you must lead with a child like this one." Talbot plucks a flower with his withered hand and offers it to Soul. "Careful not to break it. They are very strong, but sharp when broken."
Soul giggles again and places it behind her ear-frill. Oval kneels down and stares at Talbot. "Why did you not call me about your state? I would've helped anyway I could.."
"Because I desired this. I found a way to give them back to the other Dark Powers, so now I'm simply a powerful - and very, very old - wizard. I like this more than what I was before."
"What a wonder you have made, and what an exciting life you must lead with a child like this one." Talbot plucks a flower with his withered hand and offers it to Soul. "Careful not to break it. They are very strong, but sharp when broken."
Soul giggles again and places it behind her ear-frill. Oval kneels down and stares at Talbot. "Why did you not call me about your state? I would've helped anyway I could.."
"Because I desired this. I found a way to give them back to the other Dark Powers, so now I'm simply a powerful - and very, very old - wizard. I like this more than what I was before."
"How do you have?" She asked, her eyes wide like a child's again, worried about him.
"What a wonder you have made, and what an exciting life you must lead with a child like this one." Talbot plucks a flower with his withered hand and offers it to Soul. "Careful not to break it. They are very strong, but sharp when broken."
Soul giggles again and places it behind her ear-frill. Oval kneels down and stares at Talbot. "Why did you not call me about your state? I would've helped anyway I could.."
"Because I desired this. I found a way to give them back to the other Dark Powers, so now I'm simply a powerful - and very, very old - wizard. I like this more than what I was before."
"How long do you have?" She asked, her eyes wide like a child's again, worried about him.
"A couple of years. That's plenty of time, really."
"What a wonder you have made, and what an exciting life you must lead with a child like this one." Talbot plucks a flower with his withered hand and offers it to Soul. "Careful not to break it. They are very strong, but sharp when broken."
Soul giggles again and places it behind her ear-frill. Oval kneels down and stares at Talbot. "Why did you not call me about your state? I would've helped anyway I could.."
"Because I desired this. I found a way to give them back to the other Dark Powers, so now I'm simply a powerful - and very, very old - wizard. I like this more than what I was before."
"How long do you have?" She asked, her eyes wide like a child's again, worried about him.
"A couple of years. That's plenty of time, really."
"Not nearly enough." She mumbled and grasped his hand.
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
The clouds above seem to part, sun shing down, as a bright bolt shoots from the skies and lands in a lake. A few seconds after this display, a pure white hand appears from beneath the water, grasping out towards the air. An arm, then body, then whole being emerges from the watery depths.
They are pure white in skin tone, like fresh fallen snow. They have a head but no facial features, just a blank slate. They are muscular but seem to have female body. A pure white tunic clings to them, slightly drenched in water. Large white wings protrude from their shoulder blades. Golden bands of light adorn their wrists, ankles, and neck.
They seem to look around quickly before dropping to their knees. A female voice cries out. "LORD! NO! LORD PELOR! DO NOT LEAVE ME HERE!"
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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
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She smiles and takes it, "You give a sending stone to every jester you meet?" She jokes, grinning, "Thanks, I think it'll be nice to have a friend who's not a college"
*oh my gosh is oval an adult now?*
“Nope. Only the ones I like.” Kayla laughs. “So are you an actual bard? With like magic powers and stuff? I’ve heard some jesters are.”
I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft and Forgotten Realms. My pronouns are she/they.
I like reading and writing too, but I’m not much of an artist.
Oval looks up, her psychic powers sensing something. She blinks and stares at the figure before quickly getting up, holding her child in her arms. "...Hello again... Talbot..."
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
*Yep! And a mother!*
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
"What's wrong, old friend? My powers are gone now, so you need not worry. A gust of wind could reduce me to ashes. I'm happy to see you again, even in as sorry a state as I am in. Now tell me, how are you? And who is that that you're holding?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She looks like she wants to hug him terribly but refrains. The child, on the other, squirms from their mother's arm and stands before Talbot, smiling. Oval sighs "This is Soul. She is... Brave to say the least much to the worry of me and her mother." Soul giggles a bit and gently touches the glass flowers, stars in her eyes.
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
"What a wonder you have made, and what an exciting life you must lead with a child like this one." Talbot plucks a flower with his withered hand and offers it to Soul. "Careful not to break it. They are very strong, but sharp when broken."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I did some bardic training, useful for performing. But i mostly do physical stuff." She nods
Soul giggles again and places it behind her ear-frill. Oval kneels down and stares at Talbot. "Why did you not call me about your state? I would've helped anyway I could.."
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
*jeez, Vega would be proud lol*
"Because I desired this. I found a way to give them back to the other Dark Powers, so now I'm simply a powerful - and very, very old - wizard. I like this more than what I was before."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"How do you have?" She asked, her eyes wide like a child's again, worried about 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
"A couple of years. That's plenty of time, really."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Not nearly enough." She mumbled and grasped his hand.
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
(good morning everyone)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*anyone alive?*
Ozzy is eating breakfast
-to be filled-
Pekkan is vibing with Kayla still
*(explodes)*
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'm back. -coughs violently- -takes drag on cigar- -continues coughing violently-*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*New character time.. (cracked knuckles)*
The clouds above seem to part, sun shing down, as a bright bolt shoots from the skies and lands in a lake. A few seconds after this display, a pure white hand appears from beneath the water, grasping out towards the air. An arm, then body, then whole being emerges from the watery depths.
They are pure white in skin tone, like fresh fallen snow. They have a head but no facial features, just a blank slate. They are muscular but seem to have female body. A pure white tunic clings to them, slightly drenched in water. Large white wings protrude from their shoulder blades. Golden bands of light adorn their wrists, ankles, and neck.
They seem to look around quickly before dropping to their knees. A female voice cries out. "LORD! NO! LORD PELOR! DO NOT LEAVE ME HERE!"
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