"You wouldn't believe what it's made out of, and even if you would I feel that telling you would result in a loss of interest. It is a very sweet liquid, and even a single drop will cause you to become extraordinarily woozy and drowsy, but if you fall asleep, you die in an instant. I used it myself once. I can assure you, it is painless and very, very quick to act. I managed to use it on stage and die before anyone could realize that I had poisoned myself."
“Why’d ya do that? To turn yourself undead as well?”
"Yes. For the same reason you are planning on becoming undead yourself: I want more time to spend with my love. I'll be meeting him once we get to the New World."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"You wouldn't believe what it's made out of, and even if you would I feel that telling you would result in a loss of interest. It is a very sweet liquid, and even a single drop will cause you to become extraordinarily woozy and drowsy, but if you fall asleep, you die in an instant. I used it myself once. I can assure you, it is painless and very, very quick to act. I managed to use it on stage and die before anyone could realize that I had poisoned myself."
“Why’d ya do that? To turn yourself undead as well?”
"Yes. For the same reason you are planning on becoming undead yourself: I want more time to spend with my love. I'll be meeting him once we get to the New World."
“Who is your love? Are they undead too? And why are they at the new world?”
"You wouldn't believe what it's made out of, and even if you would I feel that telling you would result in a loss of interest. It is a very sweet liquid, and even a single drop will cause you to become extraordinarily woozy and drowsy, but if you fall asleep, you die in an instant. I used it myself once. I can assure you, it is painless and very, very quick to act. I managed to use it on stage and die before anyone could realize that I had poisoned myself."
“Why’d ya do that? To turn yourself undead as well?”
"Yes. For the same reason you are planning on becoming undead yourself: I want more time to spend with my love. I'll be meeting him once we get to the New World."
“Who is your love? Are they undead too? And why are they at the new world?”
"He's a whaler. Nasty sort, but he loves me back. Because of his ancestry, he has an incredible lifespan. He was forced to take a long break from his job, and he's waiting for me to arrive and free him from his boredom. If I hadn't chosen unlife, I would have never been able to see him again. I was over in Italy when he lost his job, and without permission to travel he wasn't able to get to me."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"You wouldn't believe what it's made out of, and even if you would I feel that telling you would result in a loss of interest. It is a very sweet liquid, and even a single drop will cause you to become extraordinarily woozy and drowsy, but if you fall asleep, you die in an instant. I used it myself once. I can assure you, it is painless and very, very quick to act. I managed to use it on stage and die before anyone could realize that I had poisoned myself."
“Why’d ya do that? To turn yourself undead as well?”
"Yes. For the same reason you are planning on becoming undead yourself: I want more time to spend with my love. I'll be meeting him once we get to the New World."
“Who is your love? Are they undead too? And why are they at the new world?”
"He's a whaler. Nasty sort, but he loves me back. Because of his ancestry, he has an incredible lifespan. He was forced to take a long break from his job, and he's waiting for me to arrive and free him from his boredom. If I hadn't chosen unlife, I would have never been able to see him again. I was over in Italy when he lost his job, and without permission to travel he wasn't able to get to me."
"He's a whaler. Nasty sort, but he loves me back. Because of his ancestry, he has an incredible lifespan. He was forced to take a long break from his job, and he's waiting for me to arrive and free him from his boredom. If I hadn't chosen unlife, I would have never been able to see him again. I was over in Italy when he lost his job, and without permission to travel he wasn't able to get to me."
“Oh, how sad. How old are you?”
"I'd say I'm probably in my mid to late one hundreds. 160-something, or similar. I haven't really kept track of my birthdays while working for the Empire."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"He's a whaler. Nasty sort, but he loves me back. Because of his ancestry, he has an incredible lifespan. He was forced to take a long break from his job, and he's waiting for me to arrive and free him from his boredom. If I hadn't chosen unlife, I would have never been able to see him again. I was over in Italy when he lost his job, and without permission to travel he wasn't able to get to me."
“Oh, how sad. How old are you?”
"I'd say I'm probably in my mid to late one hundreds. 160-something, or similar. I haven't really kept track of my birthdays while working for the Empire."
"He's a whaler. Nasty sort, but he loves me back. Because of his ancestry, he has an incredible lifespan. He was forced to take a long break from his job, and he's waiting for me to arrive and free him from his boredom. If I hadn't chosen unlife, I would have never been able to see him again. I was over in Italy when he lost his job, and without permission to travel he wasn't able to get to me."
“Oh, how sad. How old are you?”
"I'd say I'm probably in my mid to late one hundreds. 160-something, or similar. I haven't really kept track of my birthdays while working for the Empire."
"Wait, you work for the empire?!?”
"I used to be an entertainer for them. That's how I got close enough to steal their Cylinder. Getting out was... almost impossible."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Carmen is sitting on the deck with her hand in a bucket of water.
Hayano is practicing the moves that [Dark's character] showed him, slowly improving his strength.
Dante is watching Hayano, while also tinkering with a hinged locket in the shape of a small octopus.
Jonah waves over at Hayano from where he is standing near the gunwales. He has been watching the waves intently for some time.
Hayano notices, and finishes his move, then sheaths the swords and walks over to Jonah. "The waves are interesting today?"
"Sure are." He says with a grin. "Ya want a chance to practice some of those moves I showed you?"
*SORRY DARK*
He nods enthusiastically. "Very much so! I've been training a bit," he smiles.
*Haha, no problem. I get it.*
He smiles, “Well then, how about ya get in one o’ those skiffs there and I’ll lower ya down.” He gestures at one of the smaller rowboats tethered to the side of the Barnacle, “There’s a sea beastie out in the waters, how would ya like to test yer skills on a hunt?”
Sergei is sitting, surrounded by a pile of papers and books, he’s reading one…it’s a dictionary.
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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.
Sergei is sitting, surrounded by a pile of papers and books, he’s reading one…it’s a dictionary.
A large pelican is reading over his shoulder.
Sergei chuckles. “I suppose you’re at a loss for words? Please excuse my pun.”
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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.
Sergei is sitting, surrounded by a pile of papers and books, he’s reading one…it’s a dictionary.
A large pelican is reading over his shoulder.
Sergei chuckles. “I suppose you’re at a loss for words? Please excuse my pun.”
He ruffles his feathers and then speaks in a harsh voice, “Actually, I am. I was wondering if you and your book could aid me. I have always wanted to know what the word ‘hiraeth’ meant.”
Sergei is sitting, surrounded by a pile of papers and books, he’s reading one…it’s a dictionary.
A large pelican is reading over his shoulder.
Sergei chuckles. “I suppose you’re at a loss for words? Please excuse my pun.”
He ruffles his feathers and then speaks in a harsh voice, “Actually, I am. I was wondering if you and your book could aid me. I have always wanted to know what the word ‘hiraeth’ meant.”
Sergei jumps when the bird talks, before adjusting his reading glasses. “Hiraeth. A beautiful word. To some it refers to a thing of deep nostalgia, such as their childhood and their hometown. A place they are still longing. To others it could refer to a place beyond this realm that they hold deep within their hearts. Like Heaven, or if you have ever read the book series The Lord of The Rings, the Undying Lands would be an example.”
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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.
Sergei is sitting, surrounded by a pile of papers and books, he’s reading one…it’s a dictionary.
A large pelican is reading over his shoulder.
Sergei chuckles. “I suppose you’re at a loss for words? Please excuse my pun.”
He ruffles his feathers and then speaks in a harsh voice, “Actually, I am. I was wondering if you and your book could aid me. I have always wanted to know what the word ‘hiraeth’ meant.”
Sergei jumps when the bird talks, before adjusting his reading glasses. “Hiraeth. A beautiful word. To some it refers to a thing of deep nostalgia, such as their childhood and their hometown. A place they are still longing. To others it could refer to a place beyond this realm that they hold deep within their hearts. Like Heaven, or if you have ever read the book series The Lord of The Rings, the Undying Lands would be an example.”
"I have read few books. Yes, it is a beautiful word." His deep eyes close and he whispers, "Hiraeth. Do you feel hiraeth?"
Sergei is sitting, surrounded by a pile of papers and books, he’s reading one…it’s a dictionary.
A large pelican is reading over his shoulder.
Sergei chuckles. “I suppose you’re at a loss for words? Please excuse my pun.”
He ruffles his feathers and then speaks in a harsh voice, “Actually, I am. I was wondering if you and your book could aid me. I have always wanted to know what the word ‘hiraeth’ meant.”
Sergei jumps when the bird talks, before adjusting his reading glasses. “Hiraeth. A beautiful word. To some it refers to a thing of deep nostalgia, such as their childhood and their hometown. A place they are still longing. To others it could refer to a place beyond this realm that they hold deep within their hearts. Like Heaven, or if you have ever read the book series The Lord of The Rings, the Undying Lands would be an example.”
"I have read few books. Yes, it is a beautiful word." His deep eyes close and he whispers, "Hiraeth. Do you feel hiraeth?"
“Oh yes, terribly. Especially now.”
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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.
Sergei is sitting, surrounded by a pile of papers and books, he’s reading one…it’s a dictionary.
A large pelican is reading over his shoulder.
Sergei chuckles. “I suppose you’re at a loss for words? Please excuse my pun.”
He ruffles his feathers and then speaks in a harsh voice, “Actually, I am. I was wondering if you and your book could aid me. I have always wanted to know what the word ‘hiraeth’ meant.”
Sergei jumps when the bird talks, before adjusting his reading glasses. “Hiraeth. A beautiful word. To some it refers to a thing of deep nostalgia, such as their childhood and their hometown. A place they are still longing. To others it could refer to a place beyond this realm that they hold deep within their hearts. Like Heaven, or if you have ever read the book series The Lord of The Rings, the Undying Lands would be an example.”
"I have read few books. Yes, it is a beautiful word." His deep eyes close and he whispers, "Hiraeth. Do you feel hiraeth?"
“Oh yes, terribly. Especially now.”
"For where?" His eyes crack open slightly and study you, "And why now especially?"
Sergei is sitting, surrounded by a pile of papers and books, he’s reading one…it’s a dictionary.
A large pelican is reading over his shoulder.
Sergei chuckles. “I suppose you’re at a loss for words? Please excuse my pun.”
He ruffles his feathers and then speaks in a harsh voice, “Actually, I am. I was wondering if you and your book could aid me. I have always wanted to know what the word ‘hiraeth’ meant.”
Sergei jumps when the bird talks, before adjusting his reading glasses. “Hiraeth. A beautiful word. To some it refers to a thing of deep nostalgia, such as their childhood and their hometown. A place they are still longing. To others it could refer to a place beyond this realm that they hold deep within their hearts. Like Heaven, or if you have ever read the book series The Lord of The Rings, the Undying Lands would be an example.”
"I have read few books. Yes, it is a beautiful word." His deep eyes close and he whispers, "Hiraeth. Do you feel hiraeth?"
“Oh yes, terribly. Especially now.”
"For where?" His eyes crack open slightly and study you, "And why now especially?"
“Well, assuming you noticed the large cargo ship that had trapped the barnacle in a cloud of fog, that’s where I feel Hiraeth for.” He chuckles somberly.
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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.
TRON LIVES
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He violently jabs, and the head of one of the dummies plops into the sea nearby the god Larva. Normiah looks over. "Sorry, didn't see you there."
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
"Yes. For the same reason you are planning on becoming undead yourself: I want more time to spend with my love. I'll be meeting him once we get to the New World."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
what is it that you are training for?
“Who is your love? Are they undead too? And why are they at the new world?”
"He's a whaler. Nasty sort, but he loves me back. Because of his ancestry, he has an incredible lifespan. He was forced to take a long break from his job, and he's waiting for me to arrive and free him from his boredom. If I hadn't chosen unlife, I would have never been able to see him again. I was over in Italy when he lost his job, and without permission to travel he wasn't able to get to me."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Well, since I just got a job with the Notched Blades, I figured I might as well keep my skills up."
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
“Oh, how sad. How old are you?”
"I'd say I'm probably in my mid to late one hundreds. 160-something, or similar. I haven't really kept track of my birthdays while working for the Empire."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Wait, you work for the empire?!?”
"I used to be an entertainer for them. That's how I got close enough to steal their Cylinder. Getting out was... almost impossible."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Haha, no problem. I get it.*
He smiles, “Well then, how about ya get in one o’ those skiffs there and I’ll lower ya down.” He gestures at one of the smaller rowboats tethered to the side of the Barnacle, “There’s a sea beastie out in the waters, how would ya like to test yer skills on a hunt?”
*Anybody on rn?*
Sergei is sitting, surrounded by a pile of papers and books, he’s reading one…it’s a dictionary.
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
A large pelican is reading over his shoulder.
Sergei chuckles. “I suppose you’re at a loss for words? Please excuse my pun.”
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
He ruffles his feathers and then speaks in a harsh voice, “Actually, I am. I was wondering if you and your book could aid me. I have always wanted to know what the word ‘hiraeth’ meant.”
Sergei jumps when the bird talks, before adjusting his reading glasses. “Hiraeth. A beautiful word. To some it refers to a thing of deep nostalgia, such as their childhood and their hometown. A place they are still longing. To others it could refer to a place beyond this realm that they hold deep within their hearts. Like Heaven, or if you have ever read the book series The Lord of The Rings, the Undying Lands would be an example.”
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
"I have read few books. Yes, it is a beautiful word." His deep eyes close and he whispers, "Hiraeth. Do you feel hiraeth?"
“Oh yes, terribly. Especially now.”
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
"For where?" His eyes crack open slightly and study you, "And why now especially?"
“Well, assuming you noticed the large cargo ship that had trapped the barnacle in a cloud of fog, that’s where I feel Hiraeth for.” He chuckles somberly.
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