"But you sought someone worth protecting and serving. A simple tool does not care about who wields it; it simply does what it is told and nothing else. You, man, are no tool. You may have cut out your emotions, but you have the dregs of purpose-seeking within you. You have honor, something I myself have never had. That shows discipline, and discipline means strength. Despite my outward actions, I am a greedy, selfish animal at heart. You are not. Leverage that. Without emotion, there is no discipline. Leave some soul left in you, and guard it. It may be a handicap, but without it you will grow soft. Think of your emotions as training weights."
He thinks, his eyes closing behind his mask. "I do not like feeling, it leads me down a rabbit hole of what might've happened to me in a past life that I can no longer remember." He said and drummed his fingers on the hilt of his cleavers, tracing the wood carvings of scarring wire that wrapped around it. "But perhaps you are right, even if I do not want to admit it out loud."
"Many truths are hard to face. I had to face that I am but a single man. I have no grand power. I cannot face down a god, nor their armies. But I can do little things, and those are the things that count the most. For the want of a nail, you could lose a whole kingdom, so what would reversing that equation give you?"
"Mn.." he grumbles, staying quiet once more and looking off to the side. For maybe, thirty minutes, he is quiet before breaking it "Most people do not know what to do with their life. I only know how to serve, protect, and kill but I don't know how to accomplish that without someone to follow. It is.. engrained.. in my mind that I am a tool and without someone to use me, I am useless." He said and gripped the handle of the cleaver, the wood creaking under the pressure "I do not like being useless, it makes me feel.... Bad."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
hmm... I could duck under him- or if I have to fight- no, I couldn't fight a god- If I scream out for help in celestial- someone will help
Reqka’s body starts to grow heavy. Her vision starts to brighten.
"what is- happening- AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"
Reqka is breathing heavily and tears drip from their eyes- the tears shining golden
"what is with this- w-wha-water- in- m-yyyyyyyyyyy- I-eyes-zzzzzz...?"
Skar tilts his head. The pressure increases slightly. “I wasn’t aware your kind’s tears are golden.”
Reqka's eyes turn gold for a bit. In Celestial and Common at the same time: "<I AM AN AASIMAR- FORGOTEN IN THE ARCTIC- I DARE YOU TO DEFIE ME!!!>"
then they snap back to normal. "what- happened?"
“You spoke as if you could command me, now I plan to crush your bones.”
"what is- what? WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!!!"
For Graduis ONLY
Reqka's memories were reset to before we where talking about Skar's father.
Skar sighs and releases the pressure. She probably has several cracked ribs and other bones.
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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.
"Many truths are hard to face. I had to face that I am but a single man. I have no grand power. I cannot face down a god, nor their armies. But I can do little things, and those are the things that count the most. For the want of a nail, you could lose a whole kingdom, so what would reversing that equation give you?"
"Mn.." he grumbles, staying quiet once more and looking off to the side. For maybe, thirty minutes, he is quiet before breaking it "Most people do not know what to do with their life. I only know how to serve, protect, and kill but I don't know how to accomplish that without someone to follow. It is.. engrained.. in my mind that I am a tool and without someone to use me, I am useless." He said and gripped the handle of the cleaver, the wood creaking under the pressure "I do not like being useless, it makes me feel.... Bad."
Douxgras gently puts his big paws on the sides of Kraus' mask, turning the man's face to look at the monster's glowing eyes. "Then I will make you as useful as you can be. If you wish to be a tool... my eyes, my ears, my sword... then you will serve as a shining example to anyone foolish enough to follow me. A paragon of your grisly craft."
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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.
hmm... I could duck under him- or if I have to fight- no, I couldn't fight a god- If I scream out for help in celestial- someone will help
Reqka’s body starts to grow heavy. Her vision starts to brighten.
"what is- happening- AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"
Reqka is breathing heavily and tears drip from their eyes- the tears shining golden
"what is with this- w-wha-water- in- m-yyyyyyyyyyy- I-eyes-zzzzzz...?"
Skar tilts his head. The pressure increases slightly. “I wasn’t aware your kind’s tears are golden.”
Reqka's eyes turn gold for a bit. In Celestial and Common at the same time: "<I AM AN AASIMAR- FORGOTEN IN THE ARCTIC- I DARE YOU TO DEFIE ME!!!>"
then they snap back to normal. "what- happened?"
“You spoke as if you could command me, now I plan to crush your bones.”
"what is- what? WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!!!"
For Graduis ONLY
Reqka's memories were reset to before we where talking about Skar's father.
Skar sighs and releases the pressure. She probably has several cracked ribs and other bones.
"ugh- my- everything hurts..."
...
"WHY DO A HAVE A MANE!?!?"
“Because you are a druid.”
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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.
"Many truths are hard to face. I had to face that I am but a single man. I have no grand power. I cannot face down a god, nor their armies. But I can do little things, and those are the things that count the most. For the want of a nail, you could lose a whole kingdom, so what would reversing that equation give you?"
"Mn.." he grumbles, staying quiet once more and looking off to the side. For maybe, thirty minutes, he is quiet before breaking it "Most people do not know what to do with their life. I only know how to serve, protect, and kill but I don't know how to accomplish that without someone to follow. It is.. engrained.. in my mind that I am a tool and without someone to use me, I am useless." He said and gripped the handle of the cleaver, the wood creaking under the pressure "I do not like being useless, it makes me feel.... Bad."
Douxgras gently puts his big paws on the sides of Kraus' mask, turning the man's face to look at the monster's glowing eyes. "Then I will make you as useful as you can be. If you wish to be a tool... my eyes, my ears, my sword... then you will serve as a shining example to anyone foolish enough to follow me. A paragon of your grisly craft."
His eyes glint for a moment, like tears are forming. He sighs, closing his eyes and taking in a deep breath. "I will not let you down. I promise you, now and always."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
hmm... I could duck under him- or if I have to fight- no, I couldn't fight a god- If I scream out for help in celestial- someone will help
Reqka’s body starts to grow heavy. Her vision starts to brighten.
"what is- happening- AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"
Reqka is breathing heavily and tears drip from their eyes- the tears shining golden
"what is with this- w-wha-water- in- m-yyyyyyyyyyy- I-eyes-zzzzzz...?"
Skar tilts his head. The pressure increases slightly. “I wasn’t aware your kind’s tears are golden.”
Reqka's eyes turn gold for a bit. In Celestial and Common at the same time: "<I AM AN AASIMAR- FORGOTEN IN THE ARCTIC- I DARE YOU TO DEFIE ME!!!>"
then they snap back to normal. "what- happened?"
“You spoke as if you could command me, now I plan to crush your bones.”
"what is- what? WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!!!"
For Graduis ONLY
Reqka's memories were reset to before we where talking about Skar's father.
Skar sighs and releases the pressure. She probably has several cracked ribs and other bones.
"ugh- my- everything hurts..."
...
"WHY DO A HAVE A MANE!?!?"
“Because you are a druid.”
"druids don't just have manes- I remember 100 years ago- no mane- 10 years ago, no mane- all of the centuries of my life- no mane..."
“Then how should I know? And why should I care?”
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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.
hmm... I could duck under him- or if I have to fight- no, I couldn't fight a god- If I scream out for help in celestial- someone will help
Reqka’s body starts to grow heavy. Her vision starts to brighten.
"what is- happening- AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"
Reqka is breathing heavily and tears drip from their eyes- the tears shining golden
"what is with this- w-wha-water- in- m-yyyyyyyyyyy- I-eyes-zzzzzz...?"
Skar tilts his head. The pressure increases slightly. “I wasn’t aware your kind’s tears are golden.”
Reqka's eyes turn gold for a bit. In Celestial and Common at the same time: "<I AM AN AASIMAR- FORGOTEN IN THE ARCTIC- I DARE YOU TO DEFIE ME!!!>"
then they snap back to normal. "what- happened?"
“You spoke as if you could command me, now I plan to crush your bones.”
"what is- what? WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!!!"
For Graduis ONLY
Reqka's memories were reset to before we where talking about Skar's father.
Skar sighs and releases the pressure. She probably has several cracked ribs and other bones.
"ugh- my- everything hurts..."
...
"WHY DO A HAVE A MANE!?!?"
“Because you are a druid.”
"druids don't just have manes- I remember 100 years ago- no mane- 10 years ago, no mane- all of the centuries of my life- no mane..."
“Then how should I know? And why should I care?”
"oh wait- this is something I only grow when the extent of my current potential is reached- usually in near death scenarios..."
“That would make sense. But if only your full potential was having an intimidating voice, I suggest you watch your tongue from now on.”
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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.
”You made the conscious choice to insult my father in front of me. Whether you remember it or not, you are not a different person, nor do you have different beliefs.”
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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.
”You made the conscious choice to insult my father in front of me. Whether you remember it or not, you are not a different person, nor do you have different beliefs.”
”You made the conscious choice to insult my father in front of me. Whether you remember it or not, you are not a different person, nor do you have different beliefs.”
"who is your father?"
"and why did I grow my mane- what happened?"
Reqka is slightly suspicious of Skar
*How far back did she forget?*
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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.
”You made the conscious choice to insult my father in front of me. Whether you remember it or not, you are not a different person, nor do you have different beliefs.”
"who is your father?"
"and why did I grow my mane- what happened?"
Reqka is slightly suspicious of Skar
*How far back did she forget?*
*to when you said you were siblings with the moths*
”You made the conscious choice to insult my father in front of me. Whether you remember it or not, you are not a different person, nor do you have different beliefs.”
"who is your father?"
"and why did I grow my mane- what happened?"
Reqka is slightly suspicious of Skar
*How far back did she forget?*
*to when you said you were siblings with the moths*
*So she would still know who Skar and his father are, as that is common knowledge in the kingdom, and has been for centuries.*
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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.
”You made the conscious choice to insult my father in front of me. Whether you remember it or not, you are not a different person, nor do you have different beliefs.”
"who is your father?"
"and why did I grow my mane- what happened?"
Reqka is slightly suspicious of Skar
*How far back did she forget?*
*to when you said you were siblings with the moths*
*So she would still know who Skar and his father are, as that is common knowledge in the kingdom, and has been for centuries.*
Douxgras gently puts his big paws on the sides of Kraus' mask, turning the man's face to look at the monster's glowing eyes. "Then I will make you as useful as you can be. If you wish to be a tool... my eyes, my ears, my sword... then you will serve as a shining example to anyone foolish enough to follow me. A paragon of your grisly craft."
His eyes glint for a moment, like tears are forming. He sighs, closing his eyes and taking in a deep breath. "I will not let you down. I promise you, now and always."
The pudgy beast chuckles. "And I will do the same for you. I don't know the littlest thing about fighting, but I can handle your nutrition and keep you incredibly healthy."
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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 made the conscious choice to insult my father in front of me. Whether you remember it or not, you are not a different person, nor do you have different beliefs.”
"who is your father?"
"and why did I grow my mane- what happened?"
Reqka is slightly suspicious of Skar
*How far back did she forget?*
*to when you said you were siblings with the moths*
*So she would still know who Skar and his father are, as that is common knowledge in the kingdom, and has been for centuries.*
*oh yeah*
*I’ll just ignore that part*
”What happened? What happened is you insulted your saviour for punishing me, so I started to destroy 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.
TRON LIVES
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"Mn.." he grumbles, staying quiet once more and looking off to the side. For maybe, thirty minutes, he is quiet before breaking it "Most people do not know what to do with their life. I only know how to serve, protect, and kill but I don't know how to accomplish that without someone to follow. It is.. engrained.. in my mind that I am a tool and without someone to use me, I am useless." He said and gripped the handle of the cleaver, the wood creaking under the pressure "I do not like being useless, it makes me feel.... Bad."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"what is- what? WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!!!"
For Graduis ONLY
Reqka's memories were reset to before we where talking about Skar's father.
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
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Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Skar sighs and releases the pressure. She probably has several cracked ribs and other bones.
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
"ugh- my- everything hurts..."
...
"WHY DO A HAVE A MANE!?!?"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
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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 gently puts his big paws on the sides of Kraus' mask, turning the man's face to look at the monster's glowing eyes. "Then I will make you as useful as you can be. If you wish to be a tool... my eyes, my ears, my sword... then you will serve as a shining example to anyone foolish enough to follow me. A paragon of your grisly craft."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Because you are a druid.”
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
"druids don't just have manes- I remember 100 years ago- no mane- 10 years ago, no mane- all of the centuries of my life- no mane..."
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.
His eyes glint for a moment, like tears are forming. He sighs, closing his eyes and taking in a deep breath. "I will not let you down. I promise you, now and always."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“Then how should I know? And why should I care?”
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 wait- this is something I only grow when the extent of my current potential is reached- usually in near death scenarios..."
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.
“That would make sense. But if only your full potential was having an intimidating voice, I suggest you watch your tongue from now on.”
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
"what are you talking about?"
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*
”You made the conscious choice to insult my father in front of me. Whether you remember it or not, you are not a different person, nor do you have different beliefs.”
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
"who is your father?"
"and why did I grow my mane- what happened?"
Reqka is slightly suspicious of Skar
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.
*How far back did she forget?*
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
*to when you said you were siblings with the moths*
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.
*So she would still know who Skar and his father are, as that is common knowledge in the kingdom, and has been for centuries.*
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*
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.
The pudgy beast chuckles. "And I will do the same for you. I don't know the littlest thing about fighting, but I can handle your nutrition and keep you incredibly healthy."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I’ll just ignore that part*
”What happened? What happened is you insulted your saviour for punishing me, so I started to destroy 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