Orion leans against a wall and powers off for now. Sergei lights a quick fire and sits down on the ground. He picks up a stick and starts whittling, humming as he does so. His satchel is overflowing with papers.
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
The crew's night is plagued by awful shrieking sounds from outside, much like those of bats or carnivorous birds. In the morning they return to the ship to collect their belongings; the trees around it are riddled with scratches, but the boat itself remains untouched.
A smile. "It grows on you. Now then, where is Sergei?"
He raises his hand from the dimly lit corner where his fire is. “Right here, Captain!”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
'Excellent. You'll be leading this particular expedition."
“Er…I will? Okay then.”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
'Excellent. You'll be leading this particular expedition."
“Er…I will? Okay then.”
Flynn pats Sergei on the back encouragingly. "Don't worry, Sergei, you'll do fine. Just keep an eye out for the local wildlife – some of it's not too friendly. But if you need any pointers, I'm your guy. I know this land like the back of my hand."
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I am Z, a silent architect weaving tales from the shadows.
Embrace the riddles, savor the essence, for in this narrative, I am the storyteller, the detective, the dreamer, the zephyr of tales untold.
In each verse, discover a journey where reality and dreams entwine, a dance of words that whispers the unsaid.
In the symphony of confusion, I simply remain, Z
Current Characters~ The Bloody Barnacle by Nothic2SeeHere_~ Flynn O'Sullivan | Buttons’ Best by Gradius2~ Durza Longtail
Damian is being silent, which isn’t exactly normal for him. He gives off a sharp feeling, as if he doesn’t trust the very ground beneath him. He does have a slight grin on his face though, perfectly like him.
The Captain addresses Sergei in a singsongy voice — “The Queen’s eight legs stretch 'cross the map, each segment leading through a trap . . . moons above, what a terrible rhyme.”
The Captain addresses Sergei in a singsongy voice — “The Queen’s eight legs stretch 'cross the map, each segment leading through a trap . . . moons above, what a terrible rhyme.”
“I suppose that is a riddle that leads to their lair?”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
The Captain addresses Sergei in a singsongy voice — “The Queen’s eight legs stretch 'cross the map, each segment leading through a trap . . . moons above, what a terrible rhyme.”
“I suppose that is a riddle that leads to their lair?”
“It’s supposed to be. Written by some chap who tried to join their ‘poetry division’ and was presumably rejected. There’s a lot to unpack here, but the main takeaway is that the deeper we go into the island the more dangerous it gets.”
The Captain addresses Sergei in a singsongy voice — “The Queen’s eight legs stretch 'cross the map, each segment leading through a trap . . . moons above, what a terrible rhyme.”
“I suppose that is a riddle that leads to their lair?”
“It’s supposed to be. Written by some chap who tried to join their ‘poetry division’ and was presumably rejected. There’s a lot to unpack here, but the main takeaway is that the deeper we go into the island the more dangerous it gets.”
“Alright. Are there any maps of this area?”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
The Captain addresses Sergei in a singsongy voice — “The Queen’s eight legs stretch 'cross the map, each segment leading through a trap . . . moons above, what a terrible rhyme.”
“I suppose that is a riddle that leads to their lair?”
“It’s supposed to be. Written by some chap who tried to join their ‘poetry division’ and was presumably rejected. There’s a lot to unpack here, but the main takeaway is that the deeper we go into the island the more dangerous it gets.”
“Alright. Are there any maps of this area?”
“Now where’s the fun in that? The base is at the center of the island, which is due north of here. That’s all you get, Captain Starman.”
The Captain addresses Sergei in a singsongy voice — “The Queen’s eight legs stretch 'cross the map, each segment leading through a trap . . . moons above, what a terrible rhyme.”
“I suppose that is a riddle that leads to their lair?”
“It’s supposed to be. Written by some chap who tried to join their ‘poetry division’ and was presumably rejected. There’s a lot to unpack here, but the main takeaway is that the deeper we go into the island the more dangerous it gets.”
“Alright. Are there any maps of this area?”
“Now where’s the fun in that? The base is at the center of the island, which is due north of here. That’s all you get, Captain Starman.”
He puts his hands on his hips. “Very well. I suppose I can’t just fly there. How many of the crew am I taking?”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
Orion leans against a wall and powers off for now. Sergei lights a quick fire and sits down on the ground. He picks up a stick and starts whittling, humming as he does so. His satchel is overflowing with papers.
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
The crew's night is plagued by awful shrieking sounds from outside, much like those of bats or carnivorous birds. In the morning they return to the ship to collect their belongings; the trees around it are riddled with scratches, but the boat itself remains untouched.
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
"So much for beauty sleep," he mutters to himself, stretching his arms and yawning. "Lovely place you've brought us to, Captain."
I am Z, a silent architect weaving tales from the shadows.
Embrace the riddles, savor the essence, for in this narrative, I am the storyteller, the detective, the dreamer, the zephyr of tales untold.
In each verse, discover a journey where reality and dreams entwine, a dance of words that whispers the unsaid.
In the symphony of confusion, I simply remain, Z
Current Characters~ The Bloody Barnacle by Nothic2SeeHere_~ Flynn O'Sullivan | Buttons’ Best by Gradius2~ Durza Longtail
A smile. "It grows on you. Now then, where is Sergei?"
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
He raises his hand from the dimly lit corner where his fire is. “Right here, Captain!”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
Flynn points at Sergei raising his hand. "There he is!"
I am Z, a silent architect weaving tales from the shadows.
Embrace the riddles, savor the essence, for in this narrative, I am the storyteller, the detective, the dreamer, the zephyr of tales untold.
In each verse, discover a journey where reality and dreams entwine, a dance of words that whispers the unsaid.
In the symphony of confusion, I simply remain, Z
Current Characters~ The Bloody Barnacle by Nothic2SeeHere_~ Flynn O'Sullivan | Buttons’ Best by Gradius2~ Durza Longtail
'Excellent. You'll be leading this particular expedition."
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
“Er…I will? Okay then.”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
Flynn pats Sergei on the back encouragingly. "Don't worry, Sergei, you'll do fine. Just keep an eye out for the local wildlife – some of it's not too friendly. But if you need any pointers, I'm your guy. I know this land like the back of my hand."
I am Z, a silent architect weaving tales from the shadows.
Embrace the riddles, savor the essence, for in this narrative, I am the storyteller, the detective, the dreamer, the zephyr of tales untold.
In each verse, discover a journey where reality and dreams entwine, a dance of words that whispers the unsaid.
In the symphony of confusion, I simply remain, Z
Current Characters~ The Bloody Barnacle by Nothic2SeeHere_~ Flynn O'Sullivan | Buttons’ Best by Gradius2~ Durza Longtail
Damian is being silent, which isn’t exactly normal for him. He gives off a sharp feeling, as if he doesn’t trust the very ground beneath him. He does have a slight grin on his face though, perfectly like him.
"If any beasts attack us, I'll stab my harpoon into them faster then they can process what's happening." Normiah gestures to the bag on his back.
Angler is just following, wondering how the crew is getting into shenanigans so often.
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
The Captain addresses Sergei in a singsongy voice — “The Queen’s eight legs stretch 'cross the map, each segment leading through a trap . . . moons above, what a terrible rhyme.”
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
“I suppose that is a riddle that leads to their lair?”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
“It’s supposed to be. Written by some chap who tried to join their ‘poetry division’ and was presumably rejected. There’s a lot to unpack here, but the main takeaway is that the deeper we go into the island the more dangerous it gets.”
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
“Alright. Are there any maps of this area?”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
“Now where’s the fun in that? The base is at the center of the island, which is due north of here. That’s all you get, Captain Starman.”
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
He puts his hands on his hips. “Very well. I suppose I can’t just fly there. How many of the crew am I taking?”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
"Mound, myself, and any others who express interest."
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
Damian immediately raises a hand, expressing a deep interest. His hand still blazing and his expression a giant manic grin.
Normiah raises his hand., intent on protecting the group in the dangerous wilds.
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ