Kraus is walking through the streets, looking for Douxgras.
He sees an orange, fluffy humanoid monster with horns and a mane. He wears a pair of filthy glasses and carries a large checkered book with some unknown language on the cover. The monster is about Kraus' height, but he certainly isn't as athletically built. He hasn't noticed Kraus yet, being presently preoccupied with preparing prodigious and plentiful perogies.
Kraus spots him and stands there for a moment, he takes a deep breath and walks over. He clears his throat, his accent suddenly taking on a vaguely Scottish tone he heard from someone once "Hello.. you do not know me, and I do not know you. This may come out of the blue and scare ye a bit but someone told me you were trying your best to help this world."
The creature stops what he's doing. "Yeah. I traveled the outside wilds without any sort of guide for years just to find out the default state of this world so that I could improve on it. I refuse to let anything stand in my way. I fought death itself at every turn. I always eat what I kill, so please, if you wish to stop me, I would prefer a nonviolent approach. No offense, but you don't look very delicious."
He chuckles and kneels down, cleaver in one hand. "The very opposite. It is my job to defend and serve those who I deem worthy of my time. Your story has caught my ears. I wish to help you if you will have me."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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.
Skar dismisses her. “I will not hurt you. You have no memory, you have done nothing.”
She stops shaking and quietly asks “what happened?”
“I have lost patience with our friend here.”
“No. What happened to this kingdom?” She looks lost as if trying to remember something.
Skar tilts his head. “What was the last thing you remember if this kingdom?”
“I remember we were all one kingdom. Peasants and nobility and royalty in closer quarters than this. And then I remember being told to run to the woods. By my mother. I lost them all. My Mother, Father, and my dear little Brother. I remember being scared. And I made the switch. I became an animal.
Skar dismisses her. “I will not hurt you. You have no memory, you have done nothing.”
She stops shaking and quietly asks “what happened?”
“I have lost patience with our friend here.”
“No. What happened to this kingdom?” She looks lost as if trying to remember something.
Skar tilts his head. “What was the last thing you remember if this kingdom?”
“I remember we were all one kingdom. Peasants and nobility and royalty in closer quarters than this. And then I remember being told to run to the woods. By my mother. I lost them all. My Mother, Father, and my dear little Brother. I remember being scared. And I made the switch. I became an animal.
*You almost got the past spot on, wow*
Skar sets down (Tarasque’s character. Forgot her name) and crouches in front of Yena. “That is a faulty memory, created by your mind.”
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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 creature stops what he's doing. "Yeah. I traveled the outside wilds without any sort of guide for years just to find out the default state of this world so that I could improve on it. I refuse to let anything stand in my way. I fought death itself at every turn. I always eat what I kill, so please, if you wish to stop me, I would prefer a nonviolent approach. No offense, but you don't look very delicious."
He chuckles and kneels down, cleaver in one hand. "The very opposite. It is my job to defend and serve those who I deem worthy of my time. Your story has caught my ears. I wish to help you if you will have me."
The beast slowly turns, his heavy tail dragging along the ground. The lack of speed doesn't seem to be a deliberate choice, but something hardwired into the being. "Really? What a piece of work you must be, to deign to assist a Maleficurean. But I could never say no. My work is arduous, and I am running on determination alone. The world hates change, and the Saviour has no interest in making things better for those who don't serve him. A friend would make my job much easier."
Skar dismisses her. “I will not hurt you. You have no memory, you have done nothing.”
She stops shaking and quietly asks “what happened?”
“I have lost patience with our friend here.”
“No. What happened to this kingdom?” She looks lost as if trying to remember something.
Skar tilts his head. “What was the last thing you remember if this kingdom?”
“I remember we were all one kingdom. Peasants and nobility and royalty in closer quarters than this. And then I remember being told to run to the woods. By my mother. I lost them all. My Mother, Father, and my dear little Brother. I remember being scared. And I made the switch. I became an animal.
*You almost got the past spot on, wow*
Skar sets down (Tarasque’s character. Forgot her name) and crouches in front of Yena. “That is a faulty memory, created by your mind.”
*hehe I was just guessing too!* “How would you know?” She says this curiously. Without any malice.
The creature stops what he's doing. "Yeah. I traveled the outside wilds without any sort of guide for years just to find out the default state of this world so that I could improve on it. I refuse to let anything stand in my way. I fought death itself at every turn. I always eat what I kill, so please, if you wish to stop me, I would prefer a nonviolent approach. No offense, but you don't look very delicious."
He chuckles and kneels down, cleaver in one hand. "The very opposite. It is my job to defend and serve those who I deem worthy of my time. Your story has caught my ears. I wish to help you if you will have me."
The beast slowly turns, his heavy tail dragging along the ground. The lack of speed doesn't seem to be a deliberate choice, but something hardwired into the being. "Really? What a piece of work you must be, to deign to assist a Maleficurean. But I could never say no. My work is arduous, and I am running on determination alone. The world hates change, and the Saviour has no interest in making things better for those who don't serve him. A friend would make my job much easier."
"Consider me your eyes, ears, and sword." He said and stood back up, nodding his head. "My name is Kraus Leviathan. I will serve you well." His eyes glint from behind his mask, the sclera red while his irises are green.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Skar dismisses her. “I will not hurt you. You have no memory, you have done nothing.”
She stops shaking and quietly asks “what happened?”
“I have lost patience with our friend here.”
“No. What happened to this kingdom?” She looks lost as if trying to remember something.
Skar tilts his head. “What was the last thing you remember if this kingdom?”
“I remember we were all one kingdom. Peasants and nobility and royalty in closer quarters than this. And then I remember being told to run to the woods. By my mother. I lost them all. My Mother, Father, and my dear little Brother. I remember being scared. And I made the switch. I became an animal.
*You almost got the past spot on, wow*
Skar sets down (Tarasque’s character. Forgot her name) and crouches in front of Yena. “That is a faulty memory, created by your mind.”
*hehe I was just guessing too!* “How would you know?” She says this curiously. Without any malice.
“Because, lest you are hundreds of years old, that would be a memory from a time nearly before The Saviour arrived here.”
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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.
Skar dismisses her. “I will not hurt you. You have no memory, you have done nothing.”
She stops shaking and quietly asks “what happened?”
“I have lost patience with our friend here.”
“No. What happened to this kingdom?” She looks lost as if trying to remember something.
Skar tilts his head. “What was the last thing you remember if this kingdom?”
“I remember we were all one kingdom. Peasants and nobility and royalty in closer quarters than this. And then I remember being told to run to the woods. By my mother. I lost them all. My Mother, Father, and my dear little Brother. I remember being scared. And I made the switch. I became an animal.
*You almost got the past spot on, wow*
Skar sets down (Tarasque’s character. Forgot her name) and crouches in front of Yena. “That is a faulty memory, created by your mind.”
*hehe I was just guessing too!* “How would you know?” She says this curiously. Without any malice.
“Because, lest you are hundreds of years old, that would be a memory from a time nearly before The Saviour arrived here.”
*hmmmm PLOT TWIST IM A TURTLE! Jk* ”then how do I have that memory?”
Skar dismisses her. “I will not hurt you. You have no memory, you have done nothing.”
She stops shaking and quietly asks “what happened?”
“I have lost patience with our friend here.”
“No. What happened to this kingdom?” She looks lost as if trying to remember something.
Skar tilts his head. “What was the last thing you remember if this kingdom?”
“I remember we were all one kingdom. Peasants and nobility and royalty in closer quarters than this. And then I remember being told to run to the woods. By my mother. I lost them all. My Mother, Father, and my dear little Brother. I remember being scared. And I made the switch. I became an animal.
*You almost got the past spot on, wow*
Skar sets down (Tarasque’s character. Forgot her name) and crouches in front of Yena. “That is a faulty memory, created by your mind.”
*hehe I was just guessing too!* “How would you know?” She says this curiously. Without any malice.
“Because, lest you are hundreds of years old, that would be a memory from a time nearly before The Saviour arrived here.”
*hmmmm PLOT TWIST IM A TURTLE! Jk* ”then how do I have that memory?”
“I haven’t a clue.”
*What he’s saying isn’t necessarily true. Would you like some details to make that memory more accurate?*
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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.
Skar dismisses her. “I will not hurt you. You have no memory, you have done nothing.”
She stops shaking and quietly asks “what happened?”
“I have lost patience with our friend here.”
“No. What happened to this kingdom?” She looks lost as if trying to remember something.
Skar tilts his head. “What was the last thing you remember if this kingdom?”
“I remember we were all one kingdom. Peasants and nobility and royalty in closer quarters than this. And then I remember being told to run to the woods. By my mother. I lost them all. My Mother, Father, and my dear little Brother. I remember being scared. And I made the switch. I became an animal.
*You almost got the past spot on, wow*
Skar sets down (Tarasque’s character. Forgot her name) and crouches in front of Yena. “That is a faulty memory, created by your mind.”
*hehe I was just guessing too!* “How would you know?” She says this curiously. Without any malice.
“Because, lest you are hundreds of years old, that would be a memory from a time nearly before The Saviour arrived here.”
*hmmmm PLOT TWIST IM A TURTLE! Jk* ”then how do I have that memory?”
“I haven’t a clue.”
*What he’s saying isn’t necessarily true. Would you like some details to make that memory more accurate?*
*Cut. I think it would actually be awesome if she instinctively became an animal that could live for hundreds of years.*
FOR PHOENIX’S EYES ONLY
She remembers a world of near darkness. Illuminated dimly by a fragment of something powerful. She remembers a simpler time where there were no peasants or rich folk. The final thing she remembers is…a tree. A massive tree, in the center of the civilization. She recant remember why it was there, but she knows it was the first of it’s kind.
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 creature stops what he's doing. "Yeah. I traveled the outside wilds without any sort of guide for years just to find out the default state of this world so that I could improve on it. I refuse to let anything stand in my way. I fought death itself at every turn. I always eat what I kill, so please, if you wish to stop me, I would prefer a nonviolent approach. No offense, but you don't look very delicious."
He chuckles and kneels down, cleaver in one hand. "The very opposite. It is my job to defend and serve those who I deem worthy of my time. Your story has caught my ears. I wish to help you if you will have me."
The beast slowly turns, his heavy tail dragging along the ground. The lack of speed doesn't seem to be a deliberate choice, but something hardwired into the being. "Really? What a piece of work you must be, to deign to assist a Maleficurean. But I could never say no. My work is arduous, and I am running on determination alone. The world hates change, and the Saviour has no interest in making things better for those who don't serve him. A friend would make my job much easier."
"Consider me your eyes, ears, and sword." He said and stood back up, nodding his head. "My name is Kraus Leviathan. I will serve you well." His eyes glint from behind his mask, the sclera red while his irises are green.
Douxgras' smile spreads across his jack-o-lantern patterned face. "Of this, I have no doubt. I doubt I will have anything to fear with you around, Mr. Kraus." The checkered book seems to laugh, a deep, echoing sound of pleasure. It begins to speak in Undercommon. "Brilliant, brilliant. Your eyes are yet to open, Douxgras, but this is an excellent start. Finish those perogies and take the time to learn with your new ally. You have your work cut out for you, but ambition and passion will carry you through."
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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.
*Skar set your character down, but he plans to grab her again in a moment.*
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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 creature stops what he's doing. "Yeah. I traveled the outside wilds without any sort of guide for years just to find out the default state of this world so that I could improve on it. I refuse to let anything stand in my way. I fought death itself at every turn. I always eat what I kill, so please, if you wish to stop me, I would prefer a nonviolent approach. No offense, but you don't look very delicious."
He chuckles and kneels down, cleaver in one hand. "The very opposite. It is my job to defend and serve those who I deem worthy of my time. Your story has caught my ears. I wish to help you if you will have me."
The beast slowly turns, his heavy tail dragging along the ground. The lack of speed doesn't seem to be a deliberate choice, but something hardwired into the being. "Really? What a piece of work you must be, to deign to assist a Maleficurean. But I could never say no. My work is arduous, and I am running on determination alone. The world hates change, and the Saviour has no interest in making things better for those who don't serve him. A friend would make my job much easier."
"Consider me your eyes, ears, and sword." He said and stood back up, nodding his head. "My name is Kraus Leviathan. I will serve you well." His eyes glint from behind his mask, the sclera red while his irises are green.
Douxgras' smile spreads across his jack-o-lantern patterned face. "Of this, I have no doubt. I doubt I will have anything to fear with you around, Mr. Kraus." The checkered book seems to laugh, a deep, echoing sound of pleasure. It begins to speak in Undercommon. "Brilliant, brilliant. Your eyes are yet to open, Douxgras, but this is an excellent start. Finish those perogies and take the time to learn with your new ally. You have your work cut out for you, but ambition and passion will carry you through."
*Is it only to him? Because Kraus understands Deep Speech, Common, Undercommon, and Quori.*
Kraus steps back, sheathing his cleaver. He stays quiet, simply observing Douxgras behind the broken silver mask of a skull.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Skar turns around, his eyes surveying the land. Perception: 22
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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 chuckles and kneels down, cleaver in one hand. "The very opposite. It is my job to defend and serve those who I deem worthy of my time. Your story has caught my ears. I wish to help you if you will have me."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“No. What happened to this kingdom?” She looks lost as if trying to remember something.
She/they
loves food
that sums me up
Skar tilts his head. “What was the last thing you remember of this kingdom?”
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 remember we were all one kingdom. Peasants and nobility and royalty in closer quarters than this. And then I remember being told to run to the woods. By my mother. I lost them all. My Mother, Father, and my dear little Brother. I remember being scared. And I made the switch. I became an animal.
She/they
loves food
that sums me up
*You almost got the past spot on, wow*
Skar sets down (Tarasque’s character. Forgot her name) and crouches in front of Yena. “That is a faulty memory, created by your mind.”
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 beast slowly turns, his heavy tail dragging along the ground. The lack of speed doesn't seem to be a deliberate choice, but something hardwired into the being. "Really? What a piece of work you must be, to deign to assist a Maleficurean. But I could never say no. My work is arduous, and I am running on determination alone. The world hates change, and the Saviour has no interest in making things better for those who don't serve him. A friend would make my job much easier."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*hehe I was just guessing too!*
“How would you know?” She says this curiously. Without any malice.
She/they
loves food
that sums me up
"Consider me your eyes, ears, and sword." He said and stood back up, nodding his head. "My name is Kraus Leviathan. I will serve you well." His eyes glint from behind his mask, the sclera red while his irises are green.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“Because, lest you are hundreds of years old, that would be a memory from a time nearly before The Saviour arrived here.”
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
*hmmmm PLOT TWIST IM A TURTLE! Jk*
”then how do I have that memory?”
She/they
loves food
that sums me up
“I haven’t a clue.”
*What he’s saying isn’t necessarily true. Would you like some details to make that memory more accurate?*
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
“Hmmmm” she seems now even more lost in thought.
*yes please*
She/they
loves food
that sums me up
*back* *what happened?*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*Cut. I think it would actually be awesome if she instinctively became an animal that could live for hundreds of years.*
FOR PHOENIX’S EYES ONLY
She remembers a world of near darkness. Illuminated dimly by a fragment of something powerful. She remembers a simpler time where there were no peasants or rich folk. The final thing she remembers is…a tree. A massive tree, in the center of the civilization. She recant remember why it was there, but she knows it was the first of it’s kind.
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
*oh yeah- I forgot phoenix was a druid too!*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Douxgras' smile spreads across his jack-o-lantern patterned face. "Of this, I have no doubt. I doubt I will have anything to fear with you around, Mr. Kraus." The checkered book seems to laugh, a deep, echoing sound of pleasure. It begins to speak in Undercommon. "Brilliant, brilliant. Your eyes are yet to open, Douxgras, but this is an excellent start. Finish those perogies and take the time to learn with your new ally. You have your work cut out for you, but ambition and passion will carry you through."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Skar set your character down, but he plans to grab her again in a moment.*
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 wildshape into a spider
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*Is it only to him? Because Kraus understands Deep Speech, Common, Undercommon, and Quori.*
Kraus steps back, sheathing his cleaver. He stays quiet, simply observing Douxgras behind the broken silver mask of a skull.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Third person, remember?*
Skar turns around, his eyes surveying the land. Perception: 22
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