'Ok, ok. I apologise if I've offended you. But the truth is, you could be very helpful to me. Have you noticed anything unusual in some of the shadier or nastier places of the world? Someone, or something, that seems too... wholesome?'
"Cats, they look good but they won't stop murdering my damn rats!"
'No, no, cats are not what I have in mind. I love cats. Even if they're well-fed, they still go out hunting and killing for the sheer heck of it. No, the one I am looking for, the one with the nice crunchy bones, is a friend of rats. Most likely plays stupid happy songs to them on a lute. Treats them like pets, not pests. And lives just like they do'
"A friend of my pests is a friend of me."
"That is a good sentiment. He probably spreads disease, too. Nothing is scarier than a plague..."
'We do not like this man, ok? We just don't'
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You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
A tall figure with long black hair, flowing ornate red robes and two horns sprouting from their forehead is practising dark magic. It’s schmaganrog the dark sorcerer.
*Already hate that intro but it’ll do*
A gargantuan Swarm of hornets approaches.
"G®£€T1ÑG§."
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Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
A tall figure with long black hair, flowing ornate red robes and two horns sprouting from their forehead is practising dark magic. It’s schmaganrog the dark sorcerer.
*Already hate that intro but it’ll do*
A pale, corpulent Great One lands next to her, moments ago flying on wings of flayed flesh. "How do you do?"
'Ok, ok. I apologise if I've offended you. But the truth is, you could be very helpful to me. Have you noticed anything unusual in some of the shadier or nastier places of the world? Someone, or something, that seems too... wholesome?'
"Cats, they look good but they won't stop murdering my damn rats!"
'No, no, cats are not what I have in mind. I love cats. Even if they're well-fed, they still go out hunting and killing for the sheer heck of it. No, the one I am looking for, the one with the nice crunchy bones, is a friend of rats. Most likely plays stupid happy songs to them on a lute. Treats them like pets, not pests. And lives just like they do'
"A friend of my pests is a friend of me."
'Are you sure? His bones are very crunchy. And he'd probably consider himself a good guy. Doesn't that annoy you?'
"Might be annoying, not worth death though,"
'You don't think that he poses a threat to you, if left unchecked? If he is a friend of the rats, then they might turn to him instead of you. You don't want to risk any intrusions on your domain, do you?'
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You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
'Ok, ok. I apologise if I've offended you. But the truth is, you could be very helpful to me. Have you noticed anything unusual in some of the shadier or nastier places of the world? Someone, or something, that seems too... wholesome?'
"Cats, they look good but they won't stop murdering my damn rats!"
'No, no, cats are not what I have in mind. I love cats. Even if they're well-fed, they still go out hunting and killing for the sheer heck of it. No, the one I am looking for, the one with the nice crunchy bones, is a friend of rats. Most likely plays stupid happy songs to them on a lute. Treats them like pets, not pests. And lives just like they do'
"A friend of my pests is a friend of me."
"That is a good sentiment. He probably spreads disease, too. Nothing is scarier than a plague..."
'We do not like this man, ok? We just don't'
"That's dumb,"
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Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
'No, no, cats are not what I have in mind. I love cats. Even if they're well-fed, they still go out hunting and killing for the sheer heck of it. No, the one I am looking for, the one with the nice crunchy bones, is a friend of rats. Most likely plays stupid happy songs to them on a lute. Treats them like pets, not pests. And lives just like they do'
"A friend of my pests is a friend of me."
"That is a good sentiment. He probably spreads disease, too. Nothing is scarier than a plague..."
'We do not like this man, ok? We just don't'
"I assume you mean the singular we. He has done nothing to harm the rest of us. So far, he seems like an ally, possibly even a friend."
'No, no, cats are not what I have in mind. I love cats. Even if they're well-fed, they still go out hunting and killing for the sheer heck of it. No, the one I am looking for, the one with the nice crunchy bones, is a friend of rats. Most likely plays stupid happy songs to them on a lute. Treats them like pets, not pests. And lives just like they do'
"A friend of my pests is a friend of me."
"That is a good sentiment. He probably spreads disease, too. Nothing is scarier than a plague..."
'We do not like this man, ok? We just don't'
"I assume you mean the singular we. He has done nothing to harm the rest of us. So far, he seems like an ally, possibly even a friend."
'I don't like the sound of this'
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You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
A tall figure with long black hair, flowing ornate red robes and two horns sprouting from their forehead is practising dark magic. It’s schmaganrog the dark sorcerer.
A tall figure with long black hair, flowing ornate red robes and two horns sprouting from their forehead is practising dark magic. It’s schmaganrog the dark sorcerer.
*Already hate that intro but it’ll do*
A pale, corpulent Great One lands next to her, moments ago flying on wings of flayed flesh. "How do you do?"
He tips his hat, “Hello, I’m mighty fine thanks. Hood about you?”
"It is dumb to have a nemesis and not a reason for being their nemesis."
"Hear, hear!" Laughs the Butcher. He's clearly anticipating something. It's not too hard to tell what it is.
'So now, let me guess, you want to kill me? For something as simple as a perfectly natural hatred? Evil must hate good, light must hate shadows, peace must hate war. And yet I cannot hate what I am opposed to'
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You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
A tall figure with long black hair, flowing ornate red robes and two horns sprouting from their forehead is practising dark magic. It’s schmaganrog the dark sorcerer.
*Already hate that intro but it’ll do*
A pale, corpulent Great One lands next to him, moments ago flying on wings of flayed flesh. "How do you do?"
He tips his hat, “Hello, I’m mighty fine thanks. How about you?”
"Oh, I'm just looking for something to eat. Do you happen to have a use for the remains of a Greater Will? I'm sure I'll have enough to share."
A tall figure with long black hair, flowing ornate red robes and two horns sprouting from their forehead is practising dark magic. It’s schmaganrog the dark sorcerer.
*Already hate that intro but it’ll do*
A gargantuan Swarm of hornets approaches.
"G®£€T1ÑG§."
“Greeting my fine sir.”
WØŪLD ¥0Ü ÇÖѧ1D£® ∆Ñ ∆LL1∆ÑÇ€?
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Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"It is dumb to have a nemesis and not a reason for being their nemesis."
"Hear, hear!" Laughs the Butcher. He's clearly anticipating something. It's not too hard to tell what it is.
'So now, let me guess, you want to kill me? For something as simple as a perfectly natural hatred? Evil must hate good, light must hate shadows, peace must hate war. And yet I cannot hate what I am opposed to'
"Oh, no, I just don't like you. You yourself must admit that you make an easy target."
A tall figure with long black hair, flowing ornate red robes and two horns sprouting from their forehead is practising dark magic. It’s schmaganrog the dark sorcerer.
*Already hate that intro but it’ll do*
A pale, corpulent Great One lands next to him, moments ago flying on wings of flayed flesh. "How do you do?"
He tips his hat, “Hello, I’m mighty fine thanks. How about you?”
"Oh, I'm just looking for something to eat. Do you happen to have a use for the remains of a Greater Will? I'm sure I'll have enough to share."
Hm furrows his brow in thought, “I should have a spell somewhere that I could use it for. Yes, that would be good thanks.” He smiles.
"It is dumb to have a nemesis and not a reason for being their nemesis."
"Hear, hear!" Laughs the Butcher. He's clearly anticipating something. It's not too hard to tell what it is.
'So now, let me guess, you want to kill me? For something as simple as a perfectly natural hatred? Evil must hate good, light must hate shadows, peace must hate war. And yet I cannot hate what I am opposed to'
"Oh, no, I just don't like you. You yourself must admit that you make an easy target."
'I suppose so. Single-minded, lack of self-preservation, a taste for their own flesh, yes, I can see the weaknesses'
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You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
'We do not like this man, ok? We just don't'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
A gargantuan Swarm of hornets approaches.
"G®£€T1ÑG§."
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
A pale, corpulent Great One lands next to her, moments ago flying on wings of flayed flesh. "How do you do?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'You don't think that he poses a threat to you, if left unchecked? If he is a friend of the rats, then they might turn to him instead of you. You don't want to risk any intrusions on your domain, do you?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"That's dumb,"
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
"I assume you mean the singular we. He has done nothing to harm the rest of us. So far, he seems like an ally, possibly even a friend."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'It is not dumb to have a nemesis'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"It is dumb to have a nemesis and not a reason for being their nemesis."
Your friendly trans bard!
She/They pronouns
The Goddess of the Strings (thanks for the title Drummer!)
'I don't like the sound of this'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
“Greeting my fine sir.”
"Hear, hear!" Laughs the Butcher. He's clearly anticipating something. It's not too hard to tell what it is.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He tips his hat, “Hello, I’m mighty fine thanks. Hood about you?”
'So now, let me guess, you want to kill me? For something as simple as a perfectly natural hatred? Evil must hate good, light must hate shadows, peace must hate war. And yet I cannot hate what I am opposed to'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"Oh, I'm just looking for something to eat. Do you happen to have a use for the remains of a Greater Will? I'm sure I'll have enough to share."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
WØŪLD ¥0Ü ÇÖѧ1D£® ∆Ñ ∆LL1∆ÑÇ€?
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
"Oh, no, I just don't like you. You yourself must admit that you make an easy target."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Hm furrows his brow in thought, “I should have a spell somewhere that I could use it for. Yes, that would be good thanks.” He smiles.
'I suppose so. Single-minded, lack of self-preservation, a taste for their own flesh, yes, I can see the weaknesses'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"1'LL M∆K£ PØPÇ0®Ñ."
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
“That would be wonderful! Say, how do you pop this corn?”