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He nods, sipping his coffee, "I like tinkering with stuff"

 "Interesting." She nods back.

 "Yep. Made my leg enhancers myself" he grins

 "Wait really?" She glances down at Ozzy's legs, but then realises that might be rude, so looks back up again.

 He nods. "It was a little difficult to put em on, but they work amazingly." He says, not minding the glance

 "Wow." She's impressed.

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Ozzy is eating, scribbling in some blueprints

The shrinekeeper is wandering the streets, humming to himself as he walks blindly

Dimitri is at the more shady side of town in his private eye office, sifting through a file

Shrinekeeper doesnt notice that a pair of hands emerge from the dark of an alley, dragging Shrinekeeper into it. (I'm going to need Shrinekeeper to make a STR save.)

Dimitri hears two people talking about an incident that happened in town. A body drained of blood. 

 

 10 (sobs in bad strength score)

He hums in curiosity, jotting that down in the limited notes he has

 He feels a gloved hand go over his mouth as a woman's voice quietly sobs in his ear. "I-I'm sorry. I'm sorry." He feels teeth pierce his neck, draining him of his blood. (He needs to make a CON save and then he can take a Athletics Roll or a DEX Roll (Not a save) to see if he can escape.)

 He squirms, trying to get away before he's bitten, the feeling causing his to scream into her hand 7 con save and 22 dex check

 *Failed Con. He is going to take 9 Piercing damage and 9 Necrotic Damage*

He feels his blood being drained from his very core. This awakens his primal sense for survival as he is able to pull away from her quickly. Blood flows from his neck, the little wounds concealing deeper damage.

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'Mostly stuff like folk songs, helped pass the time. The rodent roommates loved it'

'A glass of orange juice please?'

 "That's pretty cool."

"Coming right up." He pulls out a crystal like glass cup, and pours you some fresh orange juice.

 'Thanks. And yes, I had rodent roommates. They were welcome guests, not an infestation, though the line can somehow get blurry'

'Thanks'

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"Heh, perhaps to some." he says and nods "Tis nothing much."

"To help those who are trouble!" he meows with a smile.

 He nods back, accepting the modesty.

"That's so great! Do you have any good stories? I'm forever needing something good enough to send to the local paper."

 "What about you? Any sort of fighting background?" Edwin asks.

"I have a few if you are willing to listen" He meows. 

 "I was a demon slayer for some time, before I got taken in by the third house and burdened with this." He taps the sword at his hip, in its sheath.

"Oh yes, I'd love to." She rolls onto her stomach, pulling out a notepad and pen, waving her legs.

 "A slayer nonetheless my friend" He said and chuckled "Even if you bear a coat, arent you still the same person under it?"

He begins to tell her a story of how he and a few other cherubs managed to view the Blood Wars and managed to redeem one Spined Devil.

 "Indeed, I am still an adventure under all this, slaying demons on my own terms was the life." He chuckles. "Now all I'm tasked with is hiding and defending myself and this damn sword, which as you'd expect isn't very fun for me."

She avidly writes it all done, listening intently, and asking more than her fair share of questions.

 Edwin tilts his head "If you ever need someone to take your duty so you may rest for a bit, I'd be more than happy to oblige." He said.

Tidus answers them to the best of his ability. He seems content, being able to retell stories and tales.

 "That's mighty kind of you. I might even take you up on it, if I could."

Once the story is finished, Ophelia smiles. "Thank you ever so much, this is great."

 He chuckles "Well, anytime you do, come find me. I'd be more than happy to."

"You are most welcome!" He purrs.

  He nods. "Thank you, Edwin."

She smiles. "Whether or not you're a figure of my imagination, I'm glad I met you."

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'Mostly stuff like folk songs, helped pass the time. The rodent roommates loved it'

'A glass of orange juice please?'

 "That's pretty cool."

"Coming right up." He pulls out a crystal like glass cup, and pours you some fresh orange juice.

 'Thanks. And yes, I had rodent roommates. They were welcome guests, not an infestation, though the line can somehow get blurry'

'Thanks'

 "Whoa. And you were like, cool with them?"

"No worries."

'Yeah. When ya were raised by rats and live in a sewer, it's kinda ya normal'

He drinks the orange juice. 'Mm, this is good!'

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 Egregore sighs a bit. "Sadly, that is not the case. I tried sleeping on this plane. Even its darkest corners are too bright for me." He takes a sip of his drink. "My carnies felt bad for me, so they got me a couple treats. I know you don't have to drink, but would you like to try some ovnesc rum? It's good stuff."

 "That sounds nice right about now." It says, stretching. "I am trying to find something under these floorboards but I have to be careful because what I am looking for is hidden by divine magic." It huffs.

 Egregore pulls an orange bottle out from his tailcoat, along with a fancy, oversized glass, and pours a drink for Donn. "I could probably help. My powers are a sort of shadow psionics, so I might be able to find it without triggering any divine power."

 "That would be nice." It said, swirling the liquid in the glass. "My powers are meant for bending and warping dreams, not bypassing clerical magic." It chuckled. "If you would like, I can try and create a dimensional space in someone's dream for you to sleep." 

 "That's alright. I can just go back home to sleep. It isn't a long walk anyway." He places the bottle and glass on the floor and turns into smoke, moving through the gaps in the floorboards (truesight, by the way). "So what does this thing look like?"

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Ozzy is eating, scribbling in some blueprints

The shrinekeeper is wandering the streets, humming to himself as he walks blindly

Dimitri is at the more shady side of town in his private eye office, sifting through a file

Shrinekeeper doesnt notice that a pair of hands emerge from the dark of an alley, dragging Shrinekeeper into it. (I'm going to need Shrinekeeper to make a STR save.)

Dimitri hears two people talking about an incident that happened in town. A body drained of blood. 

 

 10 (sobs in bad strength score)

He hums in curiosity, jotting that down in the limited notes he has

 He feels a gloved hand go over his mouth as a woman's voice quietly sobs in his ear. "I-I'm sorry. I'm sorry." He feels teeth pierce his neck, draining him of his blood. (He needs to make a CON save and then he can take a Athletics Roll or a DEX Roll (Not a save) to see if he can escape.)

 He squirms, trying to get away before he's bitten, the feeling causing his to scream into her hand 7 con save and 22 dex check

 *Failed Con. He is going to take 6 Piercing damage and 10 Necrotic Damage*

He feels his blood being drained from his very core. This awakens his primal sense for survival as he is able to pull away from her quickly. Blood flows from his neck, the little wounds concealing deeper damage.

 "I am the end of time" "I am sorry sir but your path ends here." Whats his AC?

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"Heh, perhaps to some." he says and nods "Tis nothing much."

"To help those who are trouble!" he meows with a smile.

 He nods back, accepting the modesty.

"That's so great! Do you have any good stories? I'm forever needing something good enough to send to the local paper."

 "What about you? Any sort of fighting background?" Edwin asks.

"I have a few if you are willing to listen" He meows. 

 "I was a demon slayer for some time, before I got taken in by the third house and burdened with this." He taps the sword at his hip, in its sheath.

"Oh yes, I'd love to." She rolls onto her stomach, pulling out a notepad and pen, waving her legs.

 "A slayer nonetheless my friend" He said and chuckled "Even if you bear a coat, arent you still the same person under it?"

He begins to tell her a story of how he and a few other cherubs managed to view the Blood Wars and managed to redeem one Spined Devil.

 "Indeed, I am still an adventure under all this, slaying demons on my own terms was the life." He chuckles. "Now all I'm tasked with is hiding and defending myself and this damn sword, which as you'd expect isn't very fun for me."

She avidly writes it all done, listening intently, and asking more than her fair share of questions.

 Edwin tilts his head "If you ever need someone to take your duty so you may rest for a bit, I'd be more than happy to oblige." He said.

Tidus answers them to the best of his ability. He seems content, being able to retell stories and tales.

 "That's mighty kind of you. I might even take you up on it, if I could."

Once the story is finished, Ophelia smiles. "Thank you ever so much, this is great."

 He chuckles "Well, anytime you do, come find me. I'd be more than happy to."

"You are most welcome!" He purrs.

  He nods. "Thank you, Edwin."

She smiles. "Whether or not you're a figure of my imagination, I'm glad I met you."

 "You are most welcome." He said and smiled "Those who fight for the sake of goodness must stay together."

"I am glad to have meet you as well." He purrs and places a paw pad on her forehead. (She is going to get the benefit of two days of rest)

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 Egregore sighs a bit. "Sadly, that is not the case. I tried sleeping on this plane. Even its darkest corners are too bright for me." He takes a sip of his drink. "My carnies felt bad for me, so they got me a couple treats. I know you don't have to drink, but would you like to try some ovnesc rum? It's good stuff."

 "That sounds nice right about now." It says, stretching. "I am trying to find something under these floorboards but I have to be careful because what I am looking for is hidden by divine magic." It huffs.

 Egregore pulls an orange bottle out from his tailcoat, along with a fancy, oversized glass, and pours a drink for Donn. "I could probably help. My powers are a sort of shadow psionics, so I might be able to find it without triggering any divine power."

 "That would be nice." It said, swirling the liquid in the glass. "My powers are meant for bending and warping dreams, not bypassing clerical magic." It chuckled. "If you would like, I can try and create a dimensional space in someone's dream for you to sleep." 

 "That's alright. I can just go back home to sleep. It isn't a long walk anyway." He places the bottle and glass on the floor and turns into smoke, moving through the gaps in the floorboards (truesight, by the way). "So what does this thing look like?"

 "A stick, about.. 3, 4 feet in length. Has feathers and a rat skull lashed on a end of it." It described, closing its eyes to think.

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 "That's alright. I can just go back home to sleep. It isn't a long walk anyway." He places the bottle and glass on the floor and turns into smoke, moving through the gaps in the floorboards (truesight, by the way). "So what does this thing look like?"

 "A stick, about.. 3, 4 feet in length. Has feathers and a rat skull lashed on a end of it." It described, closing its eyes to think.

 "Hmm... there is an oddly large amount of objects here that fit that description. Decoys, I'm sure. I have an idea." He casts detect magic, looking for divine magic (if you'll allow that).

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 "That's alright. I can just go back home to sleep. It isn't a long walk anyway." He places the bottle and glass on the floor and turns into smoke, moving through the gaps in the floorboards (truesight, by the way). "So what does this thing look like?"

 "A stick, about.. 3, 4 feet in length. Has feathers and a rat skull lashed on a end of it." It described, closing its eyes to think.

 "Hmm... there is an oddly large amount of objects here that fit that description. Decoys, I'm sure. I have an idea." He casts detect magic, looking for divine magic (if you'll allow that).

 He can sense a rather powerful aura of Abjuration magic and a slight tinge of Necromantic Energy.  

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He nods, sipping his coffee, "I like tinkering with stuff"

 "Interesting." She nods back.

 "Yep. Made my leg enhancers myself" he grins

 "Wait really?" She glances down at Ozzy's legs, but then realises that might be rude, so looks back up again.

 He nods. "It was a little difficult to put em on, but they work amazingly." He says, not minding the glance

 "Wow." She's impressed.

 He grins, "Yeah, I only passed out twice!"

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Ozzy is eating, scribbling in some blueprints

The shrinekeeper is wandering the streets, humming to himself as he walks blindly

Dimitri is at the more shady side of town in his private eye office, sifting through a file

Shrinekeeper doesnt notice that a pair of hands emerge from the dark of an alley, dragging Shrinekeeper into it. (I'm going to need Shrinekeeper to make a STR save.)

Dimitri hears two people talking about an incident that happened in town. A body drained of blood. 

 

 10 (sobs in bad strength score)

He hums in curiosity, jotting that down in the limited notes he has

 He feels a gloved hand go over his mouth as a woman's voice quietly sobs in his ear. "I-I'm sorry. I'm sorry." He feels teeth pierce his neck, draining him of his blood. (He needs to make a CON save and then he can take a Athletics Roll or a DEX Roll (Not a save) to see if he can escape.)

 He squirms, trying to get away before he's bitten, the feeling causing his to scream into her hand 7 con save and 22 dex check

 *Failed Con. He is going to take 6 Piercing damage and 10 Necrotic Damage*

He feels his blood being drained from his very core. This awakens his primal sense for survival as he is able to pull away from her quickly. Blood flows from his neck, the little wounds concealing deeper damage.

 He backs up, well stumbles back really, "S-stay back. What are you?" He asks, breathing hard

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Ozzy is eating, scribbling in some blueprints

The shrinekeeper is wandering the streets, humming to himself as he walks blindly

Dimitri is at the more shady side of town in his private eye office, sifting through a file

Shrinekeeper doesnt notice that a pair of hands emerge from the dark of an alley, dragging Shrinekeeper into it. (I'm going to need Shrinekeeper to make a STR save.)

Dimitri hears two people talking about an incident that happened in town. A body drained of blood. 

 

 10 (sobs in bad strength score)

He hums in curiosity, jotting that down in the limited notes he has

 He feels a gloved hand go over his mouth as a woman's voice quietly sobs in his ear. "I-I'm sorry. I'm sorry." He feels teeth pierce his neck, draining him of his blood. (He needs to make a CON save and then he can take a Athletics Roll or a DEX Roll (Not a save) to see if he can escape.)

 He squirms, trying to get away before he's bitten, the feeling causing his to scream into her hand 7 con save and 22 dex check

 *Failed Con. He is going to take 6 Piercing damage and 10 Necrotic Damage*

He feels his blood being drained from his very core. This awakens his primal sense for survival as he is able to pull away from her quickly. Blood flows from his neck, the little wounds concealing deeper damage.

 "I am the end of time" "I am sorry sir but your path ends here." Whats his AC?

 *me? Uhhhh, 14*

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 "That's alright. I can just go back home to sleep. It isn't a long walk anyway." He places the bottle and glass on the floor and turns into smoke, moving through the gaps in the floorboards (truesight, by the way). "So what does this thing look like?"

 "A stick, about.. 3, 4 feet in length. Has feathers and a rat skull lashed on a end of it." It described, closing its eyes to think.

 "Hmm... there is an oddly large amount of objects here that fit that description. Decoys, I'm sure. I have an idea." He casts detect magic, looking for divine magic (if you'll allow that).

 He can sense a rather powerful aura of Abjuration magic and a slight tinge of Necromantic Energy.  

 He tentatively grabs the source of the magic using telekinesis, then pushes up the floorboard above it.

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The shrinekeeper will take 726 necrotic damage.

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Ozzy is eating, scribbling in some blueprints

The shrinekeeper is wandering the streets, humming to himself as he walks blindly

Dimitri is at the more shady side of town in his private eye office, sifting through a file

Shrinekeeper doesnt notice that a pair of hands emerge from the dark of an alley, dragging Shrinekeeper into it. (I'm going to need Shrinekeeper to make a STR save.)

Dimitri hears two people talking about an incident that happened in town. A body drained of blood. 

 

 10 (sobs in bad strength score)

He hums in curiosity, jotting that down in the limited notes he has

 He feels a gloved hand go over his mouth as a woman's voice quietly sobs in his ear. "I-I'm sorry. I'm sorry." He feels teeth pierce his neck, draining him of his blood. (He needs to make a CON save and then he can take a Athletics Roll or a DEX Roll (Not a save) to see if he can escape.)

 He squirms, trying to get away before he's bitten, the feeling causing his to scream into her hand 7 con save and 22 dex check

 *Failed Con. He is going to take 6 Piercing damage and 10 Necrotic Damage*

He feels his blood being drained from his very core. This awakens his primal sense for survival as he is able to pull away from her quickly. Blood flows from his neck, the little wounds concealing deeper damage.

 He backs up, well stumbles back really, "S-stay back. What are you?" He asks, breathing hard

 A pair of crimson eyes stare at him from the darkness. "I-I'm sorry.. I truly am.. But I'm starving.." She eyes seem to glow a bit, boring into Shrinekeepers. (Make a WIS save)