“I like to think I’m the kind o’ person to talk, then shoot. No exceptions really. Where ya hail from?”
"I was born on a ranch out here in the west and I've ridden from one side of it to the other.''
“How’d ya manage a ranch with no green left in the world?”
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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.
“Well that simply ain’t true, Dizzy. You’re my bartender, means you got skill.”
"Of course, sir." He doesn't sound completely convinced.
“You kiddin me? Alls I can make is a boiled egg, and yer over here offering all new kinds o’ foods, conjurin ice from thin air, AND bartendin?”
"I can conjure almost anything that qualifies as food or drink, actually. The quality will vary, however."
Rattles speaks up "Can you make anything that a dead man can taste?"
"Pretty much everyone I've ever served has been dead. Most of them had tongues, though... this is a predicament..."
Rattles sighed. "Yer right there, partner. It's my curse to never taste food again, but honestly at this point I've forgotten what it tastes like, so that makes it easier to bear."
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I heard life is what passes when you're too busy living.
“Well that simply ain’t true, Dizzy. You’re my bartender, means you got skill.”
"Of course, sir." He doesn't sound completely convinced.
“You kiddin me? Alls I can make is a boiled egg, and yer over here offering all new kinds o’ foods, conjurin ice from thin air, AND bartendin?”
"I can conjure almost anything that qualifies as food or drink, actually. The quality will vary, however."
Rattles speaks up "Can you make anything that a dead man can taste?"
"Pretty much everyone I've ever served has been dead. Most of them had tongues, though... this is a predicament..."
Rattles sighed. "Yer right there, partner. It's my curse to never taste food again, but honestly at this point I've forgotten what it tastes like, so that makes it easier to bear."
"Maybe you could get an artificer or necromancer to give you a tongue. That might work."
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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.
“I like to think I’m the kind o’ person to talk, then shoot. No exceptions really. Where ya hail from?”
"I was born on a ranch out here in the west and I've ridden from one side of it to the other.''
“How’d ya manage a ranch with no green left in the world?”
"Heh, I didn't. Most o' my cows were stolen. The ranch I were born at didn't do too well neither." He shakes his head.
“Makes sense. Although, a ranch ain’t a too bad way to be brought up. Prolly not gonna end up like me cause o’ that.”
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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.
“Well that simply ain’t true, Dizzy. You’re my bartender, means you got skill.”
"Of course, sir." He doesn't sound completely convinced.
“You kiddin me? Alls I can make is a boiled egg, and yer over here offering all new kinds o’ foods, conjurin ice from thin air, AND bartendin?”
"I can conjure almost anything that qualifies as food or drink, actually. The quality will vary, however."
Rattles speaks up "Can you make anything that a dead man can taste?"
"Pretty much everyone I've ever served has been dead. Most of them had tongues, though... this is a predicament..."
Rattles sighed. "Yer right there, partner. It's my curse to never taste food again, but honestly at this point I've forgotten what it tastes like, so that makes it easier to bear."
"Maybe you could get an artificer or necromancer to give you a tongue. That might work."
"I don't really like those necro types. And I don't think a reanimated tongue would be much use to be honest."
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I heard life is what passes when you're too busy living.
“I like to think I’m the kind o’ person to talk, then shoot. No exceptions really. Where ya hail from?”
"I was born on a ranch out here in the west and I've ridden from one side of it to the other.''
“How’d ya manage a ranch with no green left in the world?”
"Heh, I didn't. Most o' my cows were stolen. The ranch I were born at didn't do too well neither." He shakes his head.
“Makes sense. Although, a ranch ain’t a too bad way to be brought up. Prolly not gonna end up like me cause o’ that.”
"No... no it ain't." His brow furrows, "I ain't sure I'm following that last bit. What d'you mean?"
“I just mean i’m glad you know what’s fer ya.”
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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.
“Makes sense. Although, a ranch ain’t a too bad way to be brought up. Prolly not gonna end up like me cause o’ that.”
"No... no it ain't." His brow furrows, "I ain't sure I'm following that last bit. What d'you mean?"
“I just mean i’m glad you know what’s fer ya.”
"Hm, and you don't?"
*Darn it. I got to go again.*
*Darn indeed.*
”I s’pose I have a better grasp nowadays, but in my youth I uh…I was an outlaw. A feared one, mind you.”
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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.
“Makes sense. Although, a ranch ain’t a too bad way to be brought up. Prolly not gonna end up like me cause o’ that.”
"No... no it ain't." His brow furrows, "I ain't sure I'm following that last bit. What d'you mean?"
“I just mean i’m glad you know what’s fer ya.”
"Hm, and you don't?"
*Darn it. I got to go again.*
*Darn indeed.*
”I s’pose I have a better grasp nowadays, but in my youth I uh…I was an outlaw. A feared one, mind you.”
"An outlaw? What caused you to turn over a new leaf?"
“Hm. Not likely.” Buttons chuckles. “I still like a good heist, but now I have a safe place, as Hog’s always in movement. Although we’re stoppin by the Bazaar. Gonna need to watch out fer myself.”
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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.
“Makes sense. Although, a ranch ain’t a too bad way to be brought up. Prolly not gonna end up like me cause o’ that.”
"No... no it ain't." His brow furrows, "I ain't sure I'm following that last bit. What d'you mean?"
“I just mean i’m glad you know what’s fer ya.”
"Hm, and you don't?"
*Darn it. I got to go again.*
*Darn indeed.*
”I s’pose I have a better grasp nowadays, but in my youth I uh…I was an outlaw. A feared one, mind you.”
"An outlaw? What caused you to turn over a new leaf?"
“Hm. Not likely.” Buttons chuckles. “I still like a good heist, but now I have a safe place, as Hog’s always in movement. Although we’re stoppin by the Bazaar. Gonna need to watch out fer myself.”
"I see," He says with a scratch of his chin, "What's at this Bazaar?"
“Makes sense. Although, a ranch ain’t a too bad way to be brought up. Prolly not gonna end up like me cause o’ that.”
"No... no it ain't." His brow furrows, "I ain't sure I'm following that last bit. What d'you mean?"
“I just mean i’m glad you know what’s fer ya.”
"Hm, and you don't?"
*Darn it. I got to go again.*
*Darn indeed.*
”I s’pose I have a better grasp nowadays, but in my youth I uh…I was an outlaw. A feared one, mind you.”
"An outlaw? What caused you to turn over a new leaf?"
“Hm. Not likely.” Buttons chuckles. “I still like a good heist, but now I have a safe place, as Hog’s always in movement. Although we’re stoppin by the Bazaar. Gonna need to watch out fer myself.”
"I see," He says with a scratch of his chin, "What's at this Bazaar?"
“Anythin you need. Largest market on this side o’ the planet. Kantori Bazaar.”
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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.
Buttons walks up to him, holding the pistol he gave him, except he’s modified it to be sleeker and resemble his second pistol with velvet on the handle. “Ey Trynx, been wonderin how the snake poison works in these bullets? Seems the bullet’s powerful enough to shoot right through yer target ain’t it?”
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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.
“Makes sense. Although, a ranch ain’t a too bad way to be brought up. Prolly not gonna end up like me cause o’ that.”
"No... no it ain't." His brow furrows, "I ain't sure I'm following that last bit. What d'you mean?"
“I just mean i’m glad you know what’s fer ya.”
"Hm, and you don't?"
*Darn it. I got to go again.*
*Darn indeed.*
”I s’pose I have a better grasp nowadays, but in my youth I uh…I was an outlaw. A feared one, mind you.”
"An outlaw? What caused you to turn over a new leaf?"
“Hm. Not likely.” Buttons chuckles. “I still like a good heist, but now I have a safe place, as Hog’s always in movement. Although we’re stoppin by the Bazaar. Gonna need to watch out fer myself.”
"I see," He says with a scratch of his chin, "What's at this Bazaar?"
“Anythin you need. Largest market on this side o’ the planet. Kantori Bazaar.”
"Really? I reckon I might stick 'round here 'til then. I'd like to see this Bazaar fer myself."
“How’d ya manage a ranch with no green left in the world?”
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
Rattles sighed. "Yer right there, partner. It's my curse to never taste food again, but honestly at this point I've forgotten what it tastes like, so that makes it easier to bear."
I heard life is what passes when you're too busy living.
"Heh, I didn't. Most o' my cows were stolen. The ranch I were born at didn't do too well neither." He shakes his head.
"Maybe you could get an artificer or necromancer to give you a tongue. That might work."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I have to leave for a moment.*
“Makes sense. Although, a ranch ain’t a too bad way to be brought up. Prolly not gonna end up like me cause o’ that.”
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
"No... no it ain't." His brow furrows, "I ain't sure I'm following that last bit. What d'you mean?"
"I don't really like those necro types. And I don't think a reanimated tongue would be much use to be honest."
I heard life is what passes when you're too busy living.
“I just mean i’m glad you know what’s fer ya.”
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
"Hm, and you don't?"
*Darn it. I got to go again.*
*Darn indeed.*
”I s’pose I have a better grasp nowadays, but in my youth I uh…I was an outlaw. A feared one, mind you.”
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
"An outlaw? What caused you to turn over a new leaf?"
*Y'all want a great Western? Check out the Rabbi Harvey graphic novel series. It is a humorous Jewish Western.*
“Hm. Not likely.” Buttons chuckles. “I still like a good heist, but now I have a safe place, as Hog’s always in movement. Although we’re stoppin by the Bazaar. Gonna need to watch out fer myself.”
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
Trynx has started work on a dagger.
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
"I see," He says with a scratch of his chin, "What's at this Bazaar?"
“Anythin you need. Largest market on this side o’ the planet. Kantori Bazaar.”
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
Buttons walks up to him, holding the pistol he gave him, except he’s modified it to be sleeker and resemble his second pistol with velvet on the handle. “Ey Trynx, been wonderin how the snake poison works in these bullets? Seems the bullet’s powerful enough to shoot right through yer target ain’t it?”
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
“Buttons, any tough leather? Tough enough to stop a lightning strike? Also, something to pry the top off of this dagger and a long metal rod?”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
"Really? I reckon I might stick 'round here 'til then. I'd like to see this Bazaar fer myself."