It sighs and, suddenly, Shrinekeeper feels himself getting picked up. "I find it annoying. You are giving attention to this building instead of me." It growls.
Alex looks up at him with steel in her eyes "First stalking and now kidnapping?"
*truesight?*
While Alex sees a dapper man in a full black suit, she also sees a massive black-skinned Pit Fiend with crimson eyes and sharp claws and teeth.
It chuckles "I am not kidnapping. Simply picking up." He chuckles.
*wuz asking if the fiend had truesight*
She crosses her arms "It looked like you were going to fly off with him"
*Ah. Then yes he does.*
"Mn. How bold of you to assume." It says with a deep chuckle.
*she's a succubus*
"what is something like you doing in a place like this?"
"I found this one and he interested me. Why are you here? Shouldn't you be with Grazz'at?"
"now there is a name i thought I would never hear again."
"Get lost little one." He said "You're a bit out of your league here."
Jack is looking for Phoenix, using locate person to stumble upon him fighting something.
Phoenix is in a hand to hand combat with a man in combat armor.
*Pm if u got the time?*
Jack snarls and casts wall of force between them. "What is going on here?"
Phoenix is holding his combat knife and is bleeding profusely from a huge gash across his face. "Leave it be Jack."
The man in combat armor laughs and says something in Russian
Jack narrows his eyes "First, No, I won't. Second, You're bleeding. Which means you're hurt." He says and points his finger at the other man. Six beams of light fly out and hit him.
4 + 3 + 4 + 3 + 2 + 4
The mans armor deflects it, like its made from mirrors. He laughs even louder. Phoenix grips his knife tighter.
*Pm?*
Jack narrows his eyes "Who is this guy.." He asks, pulling out a glass small cube.
"Magehunter." Phoenix says with a whimper of pain.
The man then talks with a thick russian accent. "Very good very good. And now, the mage is here."
Jack places his hands on either side of Phoenix's cheeks and heals him a bit (1) "How bad is he?" He asked, tilting his head.
*pm plz?*
"Bad..one of the best magehunnters out there..."
Jack walks up to wall and tilts his head, staring at the Magehunter. "Hello there."
"Hello Jackson Foxx. I've been waiting for this."
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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.
Mr. Black begins pacing, walking around Jason in circles. "I define monsters a bit differently than you seem to. I have spent years traveling the Nightmare Lands, where rumors become reality. I've faced demons people have thought only lived in their minds. As a hunter of those beings, I define monsters as entities that have been shaped by human fears. Libel and slander about my family became common after its three oldest surviving members disappeared within the same week. When the legends of me being a monster and a killer became rampant, I became... well, a monster. But when I came back home and defended my younger siblings from harm, they saw what had happened to me, and their fear grew exponentially. By the time I found my parents, I was unrecognizable. But everyone who's brave enough to listen to me learns that eventually."
"So you became what you are now because you listened to some prophecy?" He asked, tilting his head a bit, his brown eyes watching him. "Not all monsters are bad." he said and downed another shot of whiskey "People just think that because they don't understand their own fears. They're scared. Then again, fear makes humans from what I learned."
Jason finds he can't swallow the whiskey. "Don't drink that [GP]. It is cheap and weak." Mr. Black pulls a bottle out of his coat and slams it down on the table. "This will help me explain." The bottle has a dark green effervescent substance inside of it, and the label reads Mercury Absinthe. "Mercury, as you must know, is a heavy metal found in fish. It is highly toxic, and any high dose will kill you quite painfully. Absinthe is a very strong booze, as you obviously know, but is bitter and often includes toxic heavy metals for color. By all logic, making absinthe out of mercury should be impossible, and certainly shouldn't be delicious or safe." He pours Jason a shot.
"But here we are. The Nightmare doesn't care for what is real and what is falsehood created by man. If the people of the county I lived in believed in delicious springs of mercury absinthe, then those springs would be found in the Nightmare. I seek out delicious, impossible things like this for a living. Drink."
It sighs and, suddenly, Shrinekeeper feels himself getting picked up. "I find it annoying. You are giving attention to this building instead of me." It growls.
Alex looks up at him with steel in her eyes "First stalking and now kidnapping?"
*truesight?*
While Alex sees a dapper man in a full black suit, she also sees a massive black-skinned Pit Fiend with crimson eyes and sharp claws and teeth.
It chuckles "I am not kidnapping. Simply picking up." He chuckles.
*wuz asking if the fiend had truesight*
She crosses her arms "It looked like you were going to fly off with him"
*Ah. Then yes he does.*
"Mn. How bold of you to assume." It says with a deep chuckle.
*she's a succubus*
"what is something like you doing in a place like this?"
"I found this one and he interested me. Why are you here? Shouldn't you be with Grazz'at?"
"now there is a name i thought I would never hear again."
"Get lost little one." He said "You're a bit out of your league here."
Jack is looking for Phoenix, using locate person to stumble upon him fighting something.
Phoenix is in a hand to hand combat with a man in combat armor.
*Pm if u got the time?*
Jack snarls and casts wall of force between them. "What is going on here?"
Phoenix is holding his combat knife and is bleeding profusely from a huge gash across his face. "Leave it be Jack."
The man in combat armor laughs and says something in Russian
Jack narrows his eyes "First, No, I won't. Second, You're bleeding. Which means you're hurt." He says and points his finger at the other man. Six beams of light fly out and hit him.
4 + 3 + 4 + 3 + 2 + 4
The mans armor deflects it, like its made from mirrors. He laughs even louder. Phoenix grips his knife tighter.
*Pm?*
Jack narrows his eyes "Who is this guy.." He asks, pulling out a glass small cube.
"Magehunter." Phoenix says with a whimper of pain.
The man then talks with a thick russian accent. "Very good very good. And now, the mage is here."
Jack places his hands on either side of Phoenix's cheeks and heals him a bit (1) "How bad is he?" He asked, tilting his head.
*pm plz?*
"Bad..one of the best magehunnters out there..."
Jack walks up to wall and tilts his head, staring at the Magehunter. "Hello there."
"Hello Jackson Foxx. I've been waiting for this."
"Why? I haven't done anything against the laws of any land," he says.
Shrinekeeper is cleaning their shrine alone, the large building seeming like quite the task
a woman with black hair wearing casualwear and a holy symbol walks inside and looks around before spotting them. She walks over to them and taps them on the shoulder "May I be of some help?"
"Hm?" They turn to face her, blindfolded, "Oh! Sure, I'd love some help" They say with a smile
She finds a broom and starts sweeping
The shrinekeeper hums as they keep sweeping
"Are you the only one here?"
"Mhm." He nods softly, "It can get a little lonely, but plenty of people come to visit for prayers or protection so it's fine."
"i take care of a small church on the other side of town so i know what it's like"
"I should visit sometime, would be nice to get out of the shrine more often. Even if it's home now"
Mr. Black begins pacing, walking around Jason in circles. "I define monsters a bit differently than you seem to. I have spent years traveling the Nightmare Lands, where rumors become reality. I've faced demons people have thought only lived in their minds. As a hunter of those beings, I define monsters as entities that have been shaped by human fears. Libel and slander about my family became common after its three oldest surviving members disappeared within the same week. When the legends of me being a monster and a killer became rampant, I became... well, a monster. But when I came back home and defended my younger siblings from harm, they saw what had happened to me, and their fear grew exponentially. By the time I found my parents, I was unrecognizable. But everyone who's brave enough to listen to me learns that eventually."
"So you became what you are now because you listened to some prophecy?" He asked, tilting his head a bit, his brown eyes watching him. "Not all monsters are bad." he said and downed another shot of whiskey "People just think that because they don't understand their own fears. They're scared. Then again, fear makes humans from what I learned."
Jason finds he can't swallow the whiskey. "Don't drink that [GP]. It is cheap and weak." Mr. Black pulls a bottle out of his coat and slams it down on the table. "This will help me explain." The bottle has a dark green effervescent substance inside of it, and the label reads Mercury Absinthe. "Mercury, as you must know, is a heavy metal found in fish. It is highly toxic, and any high dose will kill you quite painfully. Absinthe is a very strong booze, as you obviously know, but is bitter and often includes toxic heavy metals for color. By all logic, making absinthe out of mercury should be impossible, and certainly shouldn't be delicious or safe." He pours Jason a shot.
"But here we are. The Nightmare doesn't care for what is real and what is falsehood created by man. If the people of the county I lived in believed in delicious springs of mercury absinthe, then those springs would be found in the Nightmare. I seek out delicious, impossible things like this for a living. Drink."
Jason downs it without hesitation "My body is already on its way out, pretty sure half of me is dead already so why not add another spin of the revolver barrel to the mix." He chuckled and tilted his head.
Shrinekeeper is cleaning their shrine alone, the large building seeming like quite the task
a woman with black hair wearing casualwear and a holy symbol walks inside and looks around before spotting them. She walks over to them and taps them on the shoulder "May I be of some help?"
"Hm?" They turn to face her, blindfolded, "Oh! Sure, I'd love some help" They say with a smile
She finds a broom and starts sweeping
The shrinekeeper hums as they keep sweeping
"Are you the only one here?"
"Mhm." He nods softly, "It can get a little lonely, but plenty of people come to visit for prayers or protection so it's fine."
"i take care of a small church on the other side of town so i know what it's like"
"I should visit sometime, would be nice to get out of the shrine more often. Even if it's home now"
"i'd be glad to have you. i put in a flowerbed a couple of weeks ago and the flowers are just starting to bloom."
"Eh, few days without food... it's nothing, I'm dealing with something more." He says
"Wha- uh... fine." He sighs, "If it'll calm you down." They hop out of his arms and stretch, "So what do you need?"
"Then, what do you need my help with?" He asks, tossing the file back on his desk and offering her a seat
Argent sighs and picks up Ozzy "Cmon.. You need food and water and sleep."
"I do not like that other priestess who is talking to you." He said, his voice sounding very annoyed.
"I d-don't know how to survive without blood but I don't want to keep killing people.."
He trys to resist this, but is in no shape to do so, "C-cant. I need to finish it."
"Well you don't like anyone i talk to." They retort, "Shes just helping me clean."
"Hm... I see." He sighs, scratching the back of his head, "Its not my area of expertise, but if it'll help you not kill anymore innocent folk I'm sure we can find something."
It sighs and, suddenly, Shrinekeeper feels himself getting picked up. "I find it annoying. You are giving attention to this building instead of me." It growls.
Alex looks up at him with steel in her eyes "First stalking and now kidnapping?"
*truesight?*
While Alex sees a dapper man in a full black suit, she also sees a massive black-skinned Pit Fiend with crimson eyes and sharp claws and teeth.
It chuckles "I am not kidnapping. Simply picking up." He chuckles.
*wuz asking if the fiend had truesight*
She crosses her arms "It looked like you were going to fly off with him"
*Ah. Then yes he does.*
"Mn. How bold of you to assume." It says with a deep chuckle.
*she's a succubus*
"what is something like you doing in a place like this?"
"I found this one and he interested me. Why are you here? Shouldn't you be with Grazz'at?"
"now there is a name i thought I would never hear again."
"Get lost little one." He said "You're a bit out of your league here."
"Eh, few days without food... it's nothing, I'm dealing with something more." He says
"Wha- uh... fine." He sighs, "If it'll calm you down." They hop out of his arms and stretch, "So what do you need?"
"Then, what do you need my help with?" He asks, tossing the file back on his desk and offering her a seat
Argent sighs and picks up Ozzy "Cmon.. You need food and water and sleep."
"I do not like that other priestess who is talking to you." He said, his voice sounding very annoyed.
"I d-don't know how to survive without blood but I don't want to keep killing people.."
He trys to resist this, but is in no shape to do so, "C-cant. I need to finish it."
"Well you don't like anyone i talk to." They retort, "Shes just helping me clean."
"Hm... I see." He sighs, scratching the back of his head, "Its not my area of expertise, but if it'll help you not kill anymore innocent folk I'm sure we can find something."
"Nope. Sorry bud." He said and sat him in a chair in the tavern "Sit. Stay. I'm gonna get you something to eat and drink."
"She is a succubus." It grumbles "She is obviously after you."
She nods quickly and wipes away tears "Thank you.."
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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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"Get lost little one." He said "You're a bit out of your league 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
"Hello Jackson Foxx. I've been waiting for this."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Theren notices the fire getting nearer
psychopath ^-^
Theren grabs echo and teleports back to the tavern
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Jason finds he can't swallow the whiskey. "Don't drink that [GP]. It is cheap and weak." Mr. Black pulls a bottle out of his coat and slams it down on the table. "This will help me explain." The bottle has a dark green effervescent substance inside of it, and the label reads Mercury Absinthe. "Mercury, as you must know, is a heavy metal found in fish. It is highly toxic, and any high dose will kill you quite painfully. Absinthe is a very strong booze, as you obviously know, but is bitter and often includes toxic heavy metals for color. By all logic, making absinthe out of mercury should be impossible, and certainly shouldn't be delicious or safe." He pours Jason a shot.
"But here we are. The Nightmare doesn't care for what is real and what is falsehood created by man. If the people of the county I lived in believed in delicious springs of mercury absinthe, then those springs would be found in the Nightmare. I seek out delicious, impossible things like this for a living. Drink."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I mean you no trouble. Just put the man down"
psychopath ^-^
Argent sighs and picks up Ozzy "Cmon.. You need food and water and sleep."
"I do not like that other priestess who is talking to you." He said, his voice sounding very annoyed.
"I d-don't know how to survive without blood but I don't want to keep killing people.."
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
"Why? I haven't done anything against the laws of any land," he says.
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 should visit sometime, would be nice to get out of the shrine more often. Even if it's home now"
"Ever since you started practising the ways of magic you have been a target."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Jason downs it without hesitation "My body is already on its way out, pretty sure half of me is dead already so why not add another spin of the revolver barrel to the mix." He chuckled and tilted his head.
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'd be glad to have you. i put in a flowerbed a couple of weeks ago and the flowers are just starting to bloom."
psychopath ^-^
He trys to resist this, but is in no shape to do so, "C-cant. I need to finish it."
"Well you don't like anyone i talk to." They retort, "Shes just helping me clean."
"Hm... I see." He sighs, scratching the back of his head, "Its not my area of expertise, but if it'll help you not kill anymore innocent folk I'm sure we can find something."
He chuckles "I rather not." He said.
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
Echo passes out again
psychopath ^-^
"Why?" He asked and stared at 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
"Hey hey, stay with me."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Magic users cause chaos and stop events that need to happen!"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Do you want me to make you put him down?"
psychopath ^-^
"Nope. Sorry bud." He said and sat him in a chair in the tavern "Sit. Stay. I'm gonna get you something to eat and drink."
"She is a succubus." It grumbles "She is obviously after you."
She nods quickly and wipes away tears "Thank 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