Everyone has an uncle. You just have to believe. He holds out his claw again. You've grown so skinny... come with me. There is the food you deserve above.
"Wow. Never thought about it like that. Just believe." His simple mind runs that through itself a few times, then just gives up. He places his hand in Pastel's claw. "Thank you, Uncle."
*My mom just made me a cheeseburger. It was very good.*
The spindly being smiles. Black sigils begin appearing in the air and spiraling out from the ground beneath Uncle Pastel's shoes. Daisy feels tired. He would have fallen asleep if warforged could do that. He closes his eyes for a moment, scarcely longer than a blink, but when he opens them, he's on the Sunlight Deck, holding his "uncle's" hand. If anyone bothers you, just tug on my hand. The monster fades away, but Daisy can still feel its hand in his own.
*I'll be a servant, and I have the perfect characters for it.*
In the Whalebone Inn, two servants stand ready to help others. A scabby tabaxi with grey fur and blue eyes leans against the wall, dressed in a black vest and a pair of long pants, his tail is protectively over the shoulder of what appears to be a child Axolotl-Dragonborn dressed in an old raggedy sweater and pants. She is playing with a little puzzle cube made of wood.
*I'll be a servant, and I have the perfect characters for it.*
In the Whalebone Inn, two servants stand ready to help others. A scabby tabaxi with grey fur and blue eyes leans against the wall, dressed in a black vest and a pair of long pants, his tail is protectively over the shoulder of what appears to be a child Axolotl-Dragonborn dressed in an old raggedy sweater and pants. She is playing with a little puzzle cube made of wood.
A human security officer is staring at the corner of the Inn nervously, but there doesn't appear to be anyone where he's looking.
*I'll be a servant, and I have the perfect characters for it.*
In the Whalebone Inn, two servants stand ready to help others. A scabby tabaxi with grey fur and blue eyes leans against the wall, dressed in a black vest and a pair of long pants, his tail is protectively over the shoulder of what appears to be a child Axolotl-Dragonborn dressed in an old raggedy sweater and pants. She is playing with a little puzzle cube made of wood.
A human security officer is staring at the corner of the Inn nervously, but there doesn't appear to be anyone where he's looking.
A human security officer is staring at the corner of the Inn nervously, but there doesn't appear to be anyone where he's looking.
Oval waves shyly, smiling a little.
His gaze slowly turns to Oval. He smiles nervously and unconvincingly before dropping the act altogether and mouthing the word "Run," hs eyes bulging with terror.
A human security officer is staring at the corner of the Inn nervously, but there doesn't appear to be anyone where he's looking.
Oval waves shyly, smiling a little.
His gaze slowly turns to Oval. He smiles nervously and unconvincingly before dropping the act altogether and mouthing the word "Run," hs eyes bulging with terror.
Oval tilts her head, confused. Jax narrows his eyes and shakes his head at Oval.
A human security officer is staring at the corner of the Inn nervously, but there doesn't appear to be anyone where he's looking.
Oval waves shyly, smiling a little.
His gaze slowly turns to Oval. He smiles nervously and unconvincingly before dropping the act altogether and mouthing the word "Run," hs eyes bulging with terror.
Oval tilts her head, confused. Jax narrows his eyes and shakes his head at Oval.
The officer slowly backs out of the room as a couple drops of water appear on the floor where he was looking.
A human security officer is staring at the corner of the Inn nervously, but there doesn't appear to be anyone where he's looking.
Oval waves shyly, smiling a little.
His gaze slowly turns to Oval. He smiles nervously and unconvincingly before dropping the act altogether and mouthing the word "Run," hs eyes bulging with terror.
Oval tilts her head, confused. Jax narrows his eyes and shakes his head at Oval.
The officer slowly backs out of the room as a couple drops of water appear on the floor where he was looking.
Oval walks over and looks at the droplets, raising a brow. Jax hisses and tries to pull her away.
Oval tilts her head, confused. Jax narrows his eyes and shakes his head at Oval.
The officer slowly backs out of the room as a couple drops of water appear on the floor where he was looking.
Oval walks over and looks at the droplets, raising a brow. Jax hisses and tries to pull her away.
For a split second, everyone in the room sees a towering, spindly humanoid crouching in the corner of the room, too tall to stand up straight. The creature has long, multicolored claws at the ends of its fingers and black, humanoid teeth, behind its thin lips, which are the only part of its face visible under the brim of its top hat. Everyone in the room, other than Oval, immediately forgets they saw anything.
Oval tilts her head, confused. Jax narrows his eyes and shakes his head at Oval.
The officer slowly backs out of the room as a couple drops of water appear on the floor where he was looking.
Oval walks over and looks at the droplets, raising a brow. Jax hisses and tries to pull her away.
For a split second, everyone in the room sees a towering, spindly humanoid crouching in the corner of the room, too tall to stand up straight. The creature has long, multicolored claws at the ends of its fingers and black, humanoid teeth, behind its thin lips, which are the only part of its face visible under the brim of its top hat. Everyone in the room, other than Oval, immediately forgets they saw anything.
Oval looks up and waves "Hello sir." She said and bowed her head.
For a split second, everyone in the room sees a towering, spindly humanoid crouching in the corner of the room, too tall to stand up straight. The creature has long, multicolored claws at the ends of its fingers and black, humanoid teeth, behind its thin lips, which are the only part of its face visible under the brim of its top hat. Everyone in the room, other than Oval, immediately forgets they saw anything.
Oval looks up and waves "Hello sir." She said and bowed her head.
She can hear a deep, rasping voice in her head, quiet enough that it doesn't hurt her telepathic senses. Why are you calling me "sir," dear? Don't you remember one of your favorite uncles?
For a split second, everyone in the room sees a towering, spindly humanoid crouching in the corner of the room, too tall to stand up straight. The creature has long, multicolored claws at the ends of its fingers and black, humanoid teeth, behind its thin lips, which are the only part of its face visible under the brim of its top hat. Everyone in the room, other than Oval, immediately forgets they saw anything.
Oval looks up and waves "Hello sir." She said and bowed her head.
She can hear a deep, rasping voice in her head, quiet enough that it doesn't hurt her telepathic senses. Why are you calling me "sir," dear? Don't you remember one of your favorite uncles?
"I don't remember you.." She said quietly. She watches him carefully while covering her fins a bit, as if to quiet.
For a split second, everyone in the room sees a towering, spindly humanoid crouching in the corner of the room, too tall to stand up straight. The creature has long, multicolored claws at the ends of its fingers and black, humanoid teeth, behind its thin lips, which are the only part of its face visible under the brim of its top hat. Everyone in the room, other than Oval, immediately forgets they saw anything.
Oval looks up and waves "Hello sir." She said and bowed her head.
She can hear a deep, rasping voice in her head, quiet enough that it doesn't hurt her telepathic senses. Why are you calling me "sir," dear? Don't you remember one of your favorite uncles?
"I don't remember you.." She said quietly. She watches him carefully while covering her fins a bit, as if to quiet.
It's me, your Uncle Pastel. You used to see me on candy wrappers all the time.
For a split second, everyone in the room sees a towering, spindly humanoid crouching in the corner of the room, too tall to stand up straight. The creature has long, multicolored claws at the ends of its fingers and black, humanoid teeth, behind its thin lips, which are the only part of its face visible under the brim of its top hat. Everyone in the room, other than Oval, immediately forgets they saw anything.
Oval looks up and waves "Hello sir." She said and bowed her head.
She can hear a deep, rasping voice in her head, quiet enough that it doesn't hurt her telepathic senses. Why are you calling me "sir," dear? Don't you remember one of your favorite uncles?
"I don't remember you.." She said quietly. She watches him carefully while covering her fins a bit, as if to quiet.
It's me, your Uncle Pastel. You used to see me on candy wrappers all the time.
"I don't have an uncle.. Everyone died in the werewolf attack." She seems to be getting a little distressed.
*My mom just made me a cheeseburger. It was very good.*
The spindly being smiles. Black sigils begin appearing in the air and spiraling out from the ground beneath Uncle Pastel's shoes. Daisy feels tired. He would have fallen asleep if warforged could do that. He closes his eyes for a moment, scarcely longer than a blink, but when he opens them, he's on the Sunlight Deck, holding his "uncle's" hand. If anyone bothers you, just tug on my hand. The monster fades away, but Daisy can still feel its hand in his own.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Aww I'm happy.*
He just accepts what happened, trying not to think about it too much. "Thank you Uncle... bye.." He whispers unto the air.
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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*I'll be a servant, and I have the perfect characters for it.*
In the Whalebone Inn, two servants stand ready to help others. A scabby tabaxi with grey fur and blue eyes leans against the wall, dressed in a black vest and a pair of long pants, his tail is protectively over the shoulder of what appears to be a child Axolotl-Dragonborn dressed in an old raggedy sweater and pants. She is playing with a little puzzle cube made of wood.
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 human security officer is staring at the corner of the Inn nervously, but there doesn't appear to be anyone where he's looking.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Oval waves shyly, smiling a little.
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
His gaze slowly turns to Oval. He smiles nervously and unconvincingly before dropping the act altogether and mouthing the word "Run," hs eyes bulging with terror.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Oval tilts her head, confused. Jax narrows his eyes and shakes his head at Oval.
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
The officer slowly backs out of the room as a couple drops of water appear on the floor where he was looking.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Oval walks over and looks at the droplets, raising a brow. Jax hisses and tries to pull her away.
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
For a split second, everyone in the room sees a towering, spindly humanoid crouching in the corner of the room, too tall to stand up straight. The creature has long, multicolored claws at the ends of its fingers and black, humanoid teeth, behind its thin lips, which are the only part of its face visible under the brim of its top hat. Everyone in the room, other than Oval, immediately forgets they saw anything.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Oval looks up and waves "Hello sir." She said and bowed her 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
She can hear a deep, rasping voice in her head, quiet enough that it doesn't hurt her telepathic senses. Why are you calling me "sir," dear? Don't you remember one of your favorite uncles?
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I don't remember you.." She said quietly. She watches him carefully while covering her fins a bit, as if to quiet.
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
It's me, your Uncle Pastel. You used to see me on candy wrappers all the time.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I don't have an uncle.. Everyone died in the werewolf attack." She seems to be getting a little distressed.
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
Everyone has an uncle, dearest. Even you.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She blinks and uncovers her ears "You seem nice but you aren't my uncle sir." She said and tilted her 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
You seem to have a limited understanding of what an Uncle is. I'm kinda like... Santa Claus.
*Sorry, thought I already posted this like 10 minutes ago but the computer is being weird*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Doesn't Santa break into people's homes sir?"
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
Yes, but I said I was kind of like him. I'm not Santa, I'm just something similar. The same genus, you could say.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels