"You ask a physical question and receive an answer in kind, and you call us foolish because you do not like our answer? We are not wrong. You just had a different answer in mind. If you reject anything other than what you expect, then you are less than an animal. Begone with ye; leave our student's fire at once. You do not deserve it."
“And what you say about answers reveals a wisdom I hoped to provoke. But still, Teacher, I will take my idols elsewhere. Crowns shall topple.”
"We never asked to tutor you. Your disapproval means nothing. Topple as many crowns as you like. Begone from us; we never knew ye."
“I call you Teacher not because I want your knowledge, but because-” The person twitches slightly, dropping the saber. “HnnnNNNAh. Where am I?”
"BEGONE. Leave us, or we will have Douxgras drag you away physically." "Hey, wait, you can't-" "Douxgras." "...yes, Teacher."
The person, retrieving their blade, walks away carefully on their toes.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Serveo takes his hand off his blade and places it onto his hip. “He can certainly try. I cannot say my father will be necessarily happy, and if orders to put a drop to it, there is nothing I can do but obey him.”
He narrows his eyes ".. I have nothing against you or your house or your father but I will defend him if you father hurts him."
“My friend, I am afraid there could be nothing you could do.” Serveo stretches out his arms. “I have not stretched my arms in ages, would you like to spar?”
He pulls out his cleaver and nods "Nothing would make me happier."
Serveo unsheathes his greatsword. “Would you like the first strike?”
He grins behind his mask and launched himself forwards.
Hit: 28 Damage 9
Hit: 13 Damage 12
The first attack clips Serveo, the second he dodged easily. “You are a fast one!”
He swings twice, his greatsword vibrates and flies with godly power. To Hit: 2920 Damage for both hits is an automatic 12.
The first one hits as well but Kraus is able to roll out from the sword as it lands with the second one. He chuckles "I try.."
Attack: Hit: 9 Damage 12
Attack: Hit: 16 Damage 11
Serveo weaves between the attacks. “You can do better!”
He swings with his greatsword and brings it back across to slam Kraus with the hilt. To Hit: 2125 Damage will be twelve again.
The first one doesn't hit but the second one is suddenly deflected as a shield made of pure dark energy forms, protecting Kraus. He looks stunned for a second but attacks with force again.
Hit: 18 Damage 15
Hit: 20 Damage 11
Serveo once again dodged the attack. He looks confusedly at the shield. “That is an odd event.” He shakes out his arms and his form starts to grow brighter. He now is using two hands on his sword. To Hit: 3433
Those absolutely destroy the shield and send Kraus to the ground. He winces and taps out, tapping his hand on the ground twice. "Ow.."
Serveo laughs and sticks his sword into the ground. He helps Kraus up, his touch heals Kraus completely. “That was a good match. You are powerful.”
"Not powerful enough.." he mutters and sighs, sheathing his cleaver "I have to get better.."
“Oh, I wouldn’t discredit yourself for losing to me, that isn’t quite a fair comparison.”
"Mn.. you see everyone who can lay a hit on you as powerful. You were only using a little of your power and I managed to do down like a ragdoll.." he says quietly.
“Don’t worry about that. I am a demigod, it is natural for me to be powerful to a mortal.”
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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.
Kraus walks back to the tavern, the carcasses of what he has killed strung over his shoulder. He looks, well, beaten up is a best word. His mask and armor is stained with blood in patterns that suggest a sword.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Gwyn nods. "Yes, sir." She produces a small emblem from her satchel- the crest of Pallidus's army infantry- showing it to Skar momentarily before placing it back in the satchel.
“So, for what reason were you sent to Absit?”
Gwyn hesitates for a moment, before sighing. "I... was forced to relinquish my position, sir."
He nods. “I am assuming you stood against the king. Come, have a drink with me, and tell me your story.”
"I- Thank you, sir." Gwyn gets up, following Skar to wherever he intends for them to discuss the matter.
Skar leads her to The Drunken Gem and orders several pints of drinks for Gwyn and a barrel of rum for himself.
Gwyn thanks both the barkeep and Skar, taking a sip from a mug of beer.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Serveo takes his hand off his blade and places it onto his hip. “He can certainly try. I cannot say my father will be necessarily happy, and if orders to put a drop to it, there is nothing I can do but obey him.”
He narrows his eyes ".. I have nothing against you or your house or your father but I will defend him if you father hurts him."
“My friend, I am afraid there could be nothing you could do.” Serveo stretches out his arms. “I have not stretched my arms in ages, would you like to spar?”
He pulls out his cleaver and nods "Nothing would make me happier."
Serveo unsheathes his greatsword. “Would you like the first strike?”
He grins behind his mask and launched himself forwards.
Hit: 28 Damage 9
Hit: 13 Damage 12
The first attack clips Serveo, the second he dodged easily. “You are a fast one!”
He swings twice, his greatsword vibrates and flies with godly power. To Hit: 2920 Damage for both hits is an automatic 12.
The first one hits as well but Kraus is able to roll out from the sword as it lands with the second one. He chuckles "I try.."
Attack: Hit: 9 Damage 12
Attack: Hit: 16 Damage 11
Serveo weaves between the attacks. “You can do better!”
He swings with his greatsword and brings it back across to slam Kraus with the hilt. To Hit: 2125 Damage will be twelve again.
The first one doesn't hit but the second one is suddenly deflected as a shield made of pure dark energy forms, protecting Kraus. He looks stunned for a second but attacks with force again.
Hit: 18 Damage 15
Hit: 20 Damage 11
Serveo once again dodged the attack. He looks confusedly at the shield. “That is an odd event.” He shakes out his arms and his form starts to grow brighter. He now is using two hands on his sword. To Hit: 3433
Those absolutely destroy the shield and send Kraus to the ground. He winces and taps out, tapping his hand on the ground twice. "Ow.."
Serveo laughs and sticks his sword into the ground. He helps Kraus up, his touch heals Kraus completely. “That was a good match. You are powerful.”
"Not powerful enough.." he mutters and sighs, sheathing his cleaver "I have to get better.."
“Oh, I wouldn’t discredit yourself for losing to me, that isn’t quite a fair comparison.”
"Mn.. you see everyone who can lay a hit on you as powerful. You were only using a little of your power and I managed to do down like a ragdoll.." he says quietly.
“Don’t worry about that. I am a demigod, it is natural for me to be powerful to a mortal.”
Kraus seems to bristle but he says nothing more, simply picking up the carcasses of the creatures he killed and slinging them over his shoulder.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A man in a cloak walks into the town of Absit. His black hair and ebony skin contrasting with his white clothes. Blood stained his robes as it could be seen he was clearly injured. His pointed ears showing that he was at least partially Elven in descent. His eyes were a crimson as if he has some sanguine past or abilities. He faces the most difficult choice of his life. Drink his lemonade now or later.He walks into a tavern and sits at the nearest seat.
*Rebirth*
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
A man in a cloak walks into the town of Absit. His black hair and ebony skin contrasting with his white clothes. Blood stained his robes as it could be seen he was clearly injured. His pointed ears showing that he was at least partially Elven in descent. His eyes were a crimson as if he has some sanguine past or abilities. He faces the most difficult choice of his life. Drink his lemonade now or later.He walks into a tavern and sits at the nearest seat.
*Rebirth*
Kraus walks past him, brushing past him quietly.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Kraus walks back to the tavern, the carcasses of what he has killed strung over his shoulder. He looks, well, beaten up is a best word. His mask and armor is stained with blood in patterns that suggest a sword.
Douxgras watches. "I was hoping you'd bring back some live ones, but it seems you had enough trouble bringing them back dead..."
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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.
Kraus walks back to the tavern, the carcasses of what he has killed strung over his shoulder. He looks, well, beaten up is a best word. His mask and armor is stained with blood in patterns that suggest a sword.
Douxgras watches. "I was hoping you'd bring back some live ones, but it seems you had enough trouble bringing them back dead..."
"Oh.. you wanted alive ones?.." he says and pauses in the doorway before looking at the ground. He sets down the carcasses and turns "I'll be right back.."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A man in a cloak walks into the town of Absit. His black hair and ebony skin contrasting with his white clothes. Blood stained his robes as it could be seen he was clearly injured. His pointed ears showing that he was at least partially Elven in descent. His eyes were a crimson as if he has some sanguine past or abilities. He faces the most difficult choice of his life. Drink his lemonade now or later.He walks into a tavern and sits at the nearest seat.
*Rebirth*
Kraus walks past him, brushing past him quietly.
Tiso grunts, stands up, and turns to him "Excuse you." he throws up his hands "Why are you bringing in a corpse through the front door?"
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
A man in a cloak walks into the town of Absit. His black hair and ebony skin contrasting with his white clothes. Blood stained his robes as it could be seen he was clearly injured. His pointed ears showing that he was at least partially Elven in descent. His eyes were a crimson as if he has some sanguine past or abilities. He faces the most difficult choice of his life. Drink his lemonade now or later.He walks into a tavern and sits at the nearest seat.
*Rebirth*
Kraus walks past him, brushing past him quietly.
Tiso grunts, stands up, and turns to him "Excuse you." he throws up his hands "Why are you bringing in a corpse through the front door?"
"Because that is what Douxgras has asked of me.. to find animals and bring them to him." He said, his tone cold "I think that if you want to complain, you might find it hard once my cleaver is lodged in your throat.."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Kraus walks back to the tavern, the carcasses of what he has killed strung over his shoulder. He looks, well, beaten up is a best word. His mask and armor is stained with blood in patterns that suggest a sword.
Douxgras watches. "I was hoping you'd bring back some live ones, but it seems you had enough trouble bringing them back dead..."
"Oh.. you wanted alive ones?.." he says and pauses in the doorway before looking at the ground. He sets down the carcasses and turns "I'll be right back.."
"Oh, no, stay for a while. I need you at your full strength." He conjures a chicken dinner. "Come now, sit. Your job can wait."
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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.
Kraus walks back to the tavern, the carcasses of what he has killed strung over his shoulder. He looks, well, beaten up is a best word. His mask and armor is stained with blood in patterns that suggest a sword.
Douxgras watches. "I was hoping you'd bring back some live ones, but it seems you had enough trouble bringing them back dead..."
"Oh.. you wanted alive ones?.." he says and pauses in the doorway before looking at the ground. He sets down the carcasses and turns "I'll be right back.."
"Oh, no, stay for a while. I need you at your full strength." He conjures a chicken dinner. "Come now, sit. Your job can wait."
Kraus hesitates for a moment before turning back and sitting down on the floor. "Thank you.." he says quietly.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A man in a cloak walks into the town of Absit. His black hair and ebony skin contrasting with his white clothes. Blood stained his robes as it could be seen he was clearly injured. His pointed ears showing that he was at least partially Elven in descent. His eyes were a crimson as if he has some sanguine past or abilities. He faces the most difficult choice of his life. Drink his lemonade now or later.He walks into a tavern and sits at the nearest seat.
*Rebirth*
Kraus walks past him, brushing past him quietly.
Tiso grunts, stands up, and turns to him "Excuse you." he throws up his hands "Why are you bringing in a corpse through the front door?"
"Because that is what Douxgras has asked of me.. to find animals and bring them to him." He said, his tone cold "I think that if you want to complain, you might find it hard once my cleaver is lodged in your throat.."
"We can see about that can't we?" Tiso said placing one of his hands on his sword.
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
A man in a cloak walks into the town of Absit. His black hair and ebony skin contrasting with his white clothes. Blood stained his robes as it could be seen he was clearly injured. His pointed ears showing that he was at least partially Elven in descent. His eyes were a crimson as if he has some sanguine past or abilities. He faces the most difficult choice of his life. Drink his lemonade now or later.He walks into a tavern and sits at the nearest seat.
*Rebirth*
Kraus walks past him, brushing past him quietly.
Tiso grunts, stands up, and turns to him "Excuse you." he throws up his hands "Why are you bringing in a corpse through the front door?"
"Because that is what Douxgras has asked of me.. to find animals and bring them to him." He said, his tone cold "I think that if you want to complain, you might find it hard once my cleaver is lodged in your throat.."
"We can see about that can't we?" Tiso said placing one of his hands on his sword.
Kraus sets down the carcasses with care. "I suggest you put that down. Douxgras would be upset if I harmed someone who could further his mission."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Oh.. you wanted alive ones?.." he says and pauses in the doorway before looking at the ground. He sets down the carcasses and turns "I'll be right back.."
"Oh, no, stay for a while. I need you at your full strength." He conjures a chicken dinner. "Come now, sit. Your job can wait."
Kraus hesitates for a moment before turning back and sitting down on the floor. "Thank you.." he says quietly.
Douxgras places the meal before Kraus. "As your master, it benefits me most to have you in tip-top shape. This meal should be good for your active lifestyle. High in protein and nutrients." He conjures a bottle of what looks like tea with milk and ice. "Drink this too. It's full of electrolytes. It'll keep you going for longer. I've enchanted this food and drink to close your wounds as well. Your power must be unmatched by the end of your time with 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.
A man in a cloak walks into the town of Absit. His black hair and ebony skin contrasting with his white clothes. Blood stained his robes as it could be seen he was clearly injured. His pointed ears showing that he was at least partially Elven in descent. His eyes were a crimson as if he has some sanguine past or abilities. He faces the most difficult choice of his life. Drink his lemonade now or later.He walks into a tavern and sits at the nearest seat.
*Rebirth*
Kraus walks past him, brushing past him quietly.
Tiso grunts, stands up, and turns to him "Excuse you." he throws up his hands "Why are you bringing in a corpse through the front door?"
"Because that is what Douxgras has asked of me.. to find animals and bring them to him." He said, his tone cold "I think that if you want to complain, you might find it hard once my cleaver is lodged in your throat.."
"We can see about that can't we?" Tiso said placing one of his hands on his sword.
Kraus sets down the carcasses with care. "I suggest you put that down. Douxgras would be upset if I harmed someone who could further his mission."
Tiso slaps his own head and his ears change color to a soft green "Apologize for my hostility. Nice to meet you, my name is Tiso. I am a bit possessed but I'll be fine." He takes his hand of his sword and bows apologetically.
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
"Oh.. you wanted alive ones?.." he says and pauses in the doorway before looking at the ground. He sets down the carcasses and turns "I'll be right back.."
"Oh, no, stay for a while. I need you at your full strength." He conjures a chicken dinner. "Come now, sit. Your job can wait."
Kraus hesitates for a moment before turning back and sitting down on the floor. "Thank you.." he says quietly.
Douxgras places the meal before Kraus. "As your master, it benefits me most to have you in tip-top shape. This meal should be good for your active lifestyle. High in protein and nutrients." He conjures a bottle of what looks like tea with milk and ice. "Drink this too. It's full of electrolytes. It'll keep you going for longer. I've enchanted this food and drink to close your wounds as well. Your power must be unmatched by the end of your time with me."
He nods and lifts his mask just a bit, not enough to show his face but enough to expose his mouth. Sharp teeth, each like a needle meant for shredding and ripping. He eats with the hunger of a boar.
After he finishes, he places his mask back down. "I saw Serveo in the forests.. he wanted to know why I served you.."
A man in a cloak walks into the town of Absit. His black hair and ebony skin contrasting with his white clothes. Blood stained his robes as it could be seen he was clearly injured. His pointed ears showing that he was at least partially Elven in descent. His eyes were a crimson as if he has some sanguine past or abilities. He faces the most difficult choice of his life. Drink his lemonade now or later.He walks into a tavern and sits at the nearest seat.
*Rebirth*
Kraus walks past him, brushing past him quietly.
Tiso grunts, stands up, and turns to him "Excuse you." he throws up his hands "Why are you bringing in a corpse through the front door?"
"Because that is what Douxgras has asked of me.. to find animals and bring them to him." He said, his tone cold "I think that if you want to complain, you might find it hard once my cleaver is lodged in your throat.."
"We can see about that can't we?" Tiso said placing one of his hands on his sword.
Kraus sets down the carcasses with care. "I suggest you put that down. Douxgras would be upset if I harmed someone who could further his mission."
Tiso slaps his own head and his ears change color to a soft green "Apologize for my hostility. Nice to meet you, my name is Tiso. I am a bit possessed but I'll be fine." He takes his hand of his sword and bows apologetically.
He narrows his eyes "No need for apologies.. I do not care either way."
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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.
TRON LIVES
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The person, retrieving their blade, walks away carefully on their toes.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“Don’t worry about that. I am a demigod, it is natural for me to be powerful to a mortal.”
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
Kraus walks back to the tavern, the carcasses of what he has killed strung over his shoulder. He looks, well, beaten up is a best word. His mask and armor is stained with blood in patterns that suggest a sword.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Gwyn thanks both the barkeep and Skar, taking a sip from a mug of beer.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Kraus seems to bristle but he says nothing more, simply picking up the carcasses of the creatures he killed and slinging them over his shoulder.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
A man in a cloak walks into the town of Absit. His black hair and ebony skin contrasting with his white clothes. Blood stained his robes as it could be seen he was clearly injured. His pointed ears showing that he was at least partially Elven in descent. His eyes were a crimson as if he has some sanguine past or abilities. He faces the most difficult choice of his life. Drink his lemonade now or later.He walks into a tavern and sits at the nearest seat.
*Rebirth*
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
Kraus walks past him, brushing past him quietly.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Douxgras watches. "I was hoping you'd bring back some live ones, but it seems you had enough trouble bringing them back dead..."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Oh.. you wanted alive ones?.." he says and pauses in the doorway before looking at the ground. He sets down the carcasses and turns "I'll be right back.."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Tiso grunts, stands up, and turns to him "Excuse you." he throws up his hands "Why are you bringing in a corpse through the front door?"
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
"Because that is what Douxgras has asked of me.. to find animals and bring them to him." He said, his tone cold "I think that if you want to complain, you might find it hard once my cleaver is lodged in your throat.."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Oh, no, stay for a while. I need you at your full strength." He conjures a chicken dinner. "Come now, sit. Your job can wait."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Kraus hesitates for a moment before turning back and sitting down on the floor. "Thank you.." he says quietly.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"We can see about that can't we?" Tiso said placing one of his hands on his sword.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
Kraus sets down the carcasses with care. "I suggest you put that down. Douxgras would be upset if I harmed someone who could further his mission."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Douxgras places the meal before Kraus. "As your master, it benefits me most to have you in tip-top shape. This meal should be good for your active lifestyle. High in protein and nutrients." He conjures a bottle of what looks like tea with milk and ice. "Drink this too. It's full of electrolytes. It'll keep you going for longer. I've enchanted this food and drink to close your wounds as well. Your power must be unmatched by the end of your time with me."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Tiso slaps his own head and his ears change color to a soft green "Apologize for my hostility. Nice to meet you, my name is Tiso. I am a bit possessed but I'll be fine." He takes his hand of his sword and bows apologetically.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
He nods and lifts his mask just a bit, not enough to show his face but enough to expose his mouth. Sharp teeth, each like a needle meant for shredding and ripping. He eats with the hunger of a boar.
After he finishes, he places his mask back down. "I saw Serveo in the forests.. he wanted to know why I served you.."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He narrows his eyes "No need for apologies.. I do not care either way."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Tiso? like the guy from Hollow Knight?*
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