"I don't get along well with Harvest Hunters. I, uh, kinda qualify as a monster to them. The worst kind, actually. I'm not so different from them, really, it's just that they want to be the ones who get all the food most of the time, and I'm... well, they barely get along with each other, so when you add even more differences, things often don't end peacefully."
"I don't get along well with Harvest Hunters. I, uh, kinda qualify as a monster to them. The worst kind, actually. I'm not so different from them, really, it's just that they want to be the ones who get all the food most of the time, and I'm... well, they barely get along with each other, so when you add even more differences, things often don't end peacefully."
'I could try get ya the food?'
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You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"I don't get along well with Harvest Hunters. I, uh, kinda qualify as a monster to them. The worst kind, actually. I'm not so different from them, really, it's just that they want to be the ones who get all the food most of the time, and I'm... well, they barely get along with each other, so when you add even more differences, things often don't end peacefully."
'I could try get ya the food?'
"I... I think he would recognize the menu. But if you feel brave enough, I'm sure you could. I would be able to repay you double what you spend. Actually, I should probably give you the money now, otherwise you probably won't be able to afford it."
He offers Flint a small, black card of some unknown material. "This will summon some carts of platinum. Take as much as you want or need. Mr. Black will probably take the payment he needs and nothing more. He's reputable like that."
"I don't get along well with Harvest Hunters. I, uh, kinda qualify as a monster to them. The worst kind, actually. I'm not so different from them, really, it's just that they want to be the ones who get all the food most of the time, and I'm... well, they barely get along with each other, so when you add even more differences, things often don't end peacefully."
'I could try get ya the food?'
"I... I think he would recognize the menu. But if you feel brave enough, I'm sure you could. I would be able to repay you double what you spend. Actually, I should probably give you the money now, otherwise you probably won't be able to afford it."
He offers Flint a small, black card of some unknown material. "This will summon some carts of platinum. Take as much as you want or need. Mr. Black will probably take the payment he needs and nothing more. He's reputable like that."
'Um, sure, ok!' Flint goes to find Mr Black
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You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
'Um, hey, can I buy some stuff off ya?' He recites the list
Mr. Black stops, the fork halfway to his mouth. He sets the morsel down on his plate. "That's Szerucharz's menu. Individually, there isn't anything wrong with the dishes, but together they are a blasphemous meal. There are some other dishes sprinkled in, but those are clearly just red herrings. Where did you hear of it?"
Mr. Black is eating what looks like some sort of flaming blue frog. When he cuts it, it looks like it has the texture of marshmallow.
The Servant is sitting in the coffee shop, comparing his list to the actual menu. He looks very stressed.
A small girl, about 6 or 7, walks up to Mr. Black. She is dress in very black clothes, a dress and leggings and little shoes. She stares at the flaming frog for a moment before tilting her head.
Jackson looks over, questioning things for a moment before walking over. "hey there. You okay?"
'Um, hey, can I buy some stuff off ya?' He recites the list
Mr. Black stops, the fork halfway to his mouth. He sets the morsel down on his plate. "That's Szerucharz's menu. Individually, there isn't anything wrong with the dishes, but together they are a blasphemous meal. There are some other dishes sprinkled in, but those are clearly just red herrings. Where did you hear of it?"
'Um, I'm not sure who is behind this to be honest'
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You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
Mr. Black is eating what looks like some sort of flaming blue frog. When he cuts it, it looks like it has the texture of marshmallow.
The Servant is sitting in the coffee shop, comparing his list to the actual menu. He looks very stressed.
A small girl, about 6 or 7, walks up to Mr. Black. She is dress in very black clothes, a dress and leggings and little shoes. She stares at the flaming frog for a moment before tilting her head.
Jackson looks over, questioning things for a moment before walking over. "hey there. You okay?"
Mr. Black looks up. "It's just a bluelight frog. They never stop burning, so they need to be removed from the swamps from time to time. They can't survive outside their natural environment, so I just eat them. They taste good, but they're hard to get, so they cost a lot."
The servant clutches his head. "No... I need to collect a specific menu, but most of the food can't be procured on this plane, and if I leave I'm not sure I'll be able to find my way back..."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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'He's this guy I know. Basically an exotic foods expert'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"I don't get along well with Harvest Hunters. I, uh, kinda qualify as a monster to them. The worst kind, actually. I'm not so different from them, really, it's just that they want to be the ones who get all the food most of the time, and I'm... well, they barely get along with each other, so when you add even more differences, things often don't end peacefully."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
``Huh, Interesting. but Cool.`` He spoke out.
Lore, Lore, and More! That's what I'm about!
PM me if you wish for some lore on a person or place!
'I could try get ya the food?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*I am well so far Brilliant Baal. What about 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
'Is everything interesting to ya?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*Accidentally deadnamed an actual witch today. She forgave me since I was also a great force of evil, but I still feel bad about it.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Oh my. Be careful. She may have forgiven you but she could be hiding her feelings. :0*
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... I think he would recognize the menu. But if you feel brave enough, I'm sure you could. I would be able to repay you double what you spend. Actually, I should probably give you the money now, otherwise you probably won't be able to afford it."
He offers Flint a small, black card of some unknown material. "This will summon some carts of platinum. Take as much as you want or need. Mr. Black will probably take the payment he needs and nothing more. He's reputable like that."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'Um, sure, ok!' Flint goes to find Mr Black
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*hoi*
psychopath ^-^
*hi!*
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*open chars?*
psychopath ^-^
*Flint and Leonidas*
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
Mr. Black is eating what looks like some sort of flaming blue frog. When he cuts it, it looks like it has the texture of marshmallow.
The Servant is sitting in the coffee shop, comparing his list to the actual menu. He looks very stressed.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'Um, hey, can I buy some stuff off ya?' He recites the list
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
Mr. Black stops, the fork halfway to his mouth. He sets the morsel down on his plate. "That's Szerucharz's menu. Individually, there isn't anything wrong with the dishes, but together they are a blasphemous meal. There are some other dishes sprinkled in, but those are clearly just red herrings. Where did you hear of it?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
A small girl, about 6 or 7, walks up to Mr. Black. She is dress in very black clothes, a dress and leggings and little shoes. She stares at the flaming frog for a moment before tilting her head.
Jackson looks over, questioning things for a moment before walking over. "hey there. You okay?"
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
'Um, I'm not sure who is behind this to be honest'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
Mr. Black looks up. "It's just a bluelight frog. They never stop burning, so they need to be removed from the swamps from time to time. They can't survive outside their natural environment, so I just eat them. They taste good, but they're hard to get, so they cost a lot."
The servant clutches his head. "No... I need to collect a specific menu, but most of the food can't be procured on this plane, and if I leave I'm not sure I'll be able to find my way back..."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels