Edir pretends like he knows what that means. “Interesting. Tell me more.”
“Well it just discusses the nature of what constitutes a person. And about the soul and stuff.”
“Oh….. makes sense.”
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The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… Anyways HI! I’m Bananer, pronouns He/Him, andddddd yeah. Bye, ig.
Adwin the jester is doing a series of back flips through a bunch of flaming rings. An invisible crowd oohs and Aaahs at his tricks.
Grove is watching from the ground, hard to tell hes watching because he has no eyes, or really a body other than his armor.
As he flips through the last ring, he spins in the air and unleashes a cloud of daggers in front of Grove, creating a smiley face of knives. He does another midair flip and lands, Bowing to the unseen crowd as roses manifest, thrown towards him. “That’s all folks!”
Adwin the jester is doing a series of back flips through a bunch of flaming rings. An invisible crowd oohs and Aaahs at his tricks.
Grove is watching from the ground, hard to tell hes watching because he has no eyes, or really a body other than his armor.
As he flips through the last ring, he spins in the air and unleashes a cloud of daggers in front of Grove, creating a smiley face of knives. He does another midair flip and lands, Bowing to the unseen crowd as roses manifest, thrown towards him. “That’s all folks!”
Adwin the jester is doing a series of back flips through a bunch of flaming rings. An invisible crowd oohs and Aaahs at his tricks.
Grove is watching from the ground, hard to tell hes watching because he has no eyes, or really a body other than his armor.
As he flips through the last ring, he spins in the air and unleashes a cloud of daggers in front of Grove, creating a smiley face of knives. He does another midair flip and lands, Bowing to the unseen crowd as roses manifest, thrown towards him. “That’s all folks!”
He collapses in the dirt.
Grove picks him up and places him on his shoulder "That was a good show Adwin, now stay that way." He walks to the bar, making sure they are out of sight before placing him in a chair "That audience is pretty demanding of you isnt it? Well you should rest, while I get you something to drink."
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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.
Adwin the jester is doing a series of back flips through a bunch of flaming rings. An invisible crowd oohs and Aaahs at his tricks.
Grove is watching from the ground, hard to tell hes watching because he has no eyes, or really a body other than his armor.
As he flips through the last ring, he spins in the air and unleashes a cloud of daggers in front of Grove, creating a smiley face of knives. He does another midair flip and lands, Bowing to the unseen crowd as roses manifest, thrown towards him. “That’s all folks!”
Adwin the jester is doing a series of back flips through a bunch of flaming rings. An invisible crowd oohs and Aaahs at his tricks.
Grove is watching from the ground, hard to tell hes watching because he has no eyes, or really a body other than his armor.
As he flips through the last ring, he spins in the air and unleashes a cloud of daggers in front of Grove, creating a smiley face of knives. He does another midair flip and lands, Bowing to the unseen crowd as roses manifest, thrown towards him. “That’s all folks!”
He collapses in the dirt.
Grove picks him up and places him on his shoulder "That was a good show Adwin, now stay that way." He walks to the bar, making sure they are out of sight before placing him in a chair "That audience is pretty demanding of you isnt it? Well you should rest, while I get you something to drink."
He looks up.
”thanks… if I weren’t already dead I would be too tired to move right now… I have about an hour till next show.”
Adwin the jester is doing a series of back flips through a bunch of flaming rings. An invisible crowd oohs and Aaahs at his tricks.
Grove is watching from the ground, hard to tell hes watching because he has no eyes, or really a body other than his armor.
As he flips through the last ring, he spins in the air and unleashes a cloud of daggers in front of Grove, creating a smiley face of knives. He does another midair flip and lands, Bowing to the unseen crowd as roses manifest, thrown towards him. “That’s all folks!”
He collapses in the dirt.
Grove picks him up and places him on his shoulder "That was a good show Adwin, now stay that way." He walks to the bar, making sure they are out of sight before placing him in a chair "That audience is pretty demanding of you isnt it? Well you should rest, while I get you something to drink."
He looks up.
”thanks… if I weren’t already dead I would be too tired to move right now… I have about an hour till next show.”
Grove nods "Don't worry, I've dealt with stuff like this before. Any soldier worth his salt knows how to feels to be pushed to exhaustion." He places a cup in front of him "Drink."
Adwin the jester is doing a series of back flips through a bunch of flaming rings. An invisible crowd oohs and Aaahs at his tricks.
Grove is watching from the ground, hard to tell hes watching because he has no eyes, or really a body other than his armor.
As he flips through the last ring, he spins in the air and unleashes a cloud of daggers in front of Grove, creating a smiley face of knives. He does another midair flip and lands, Bowing to the unseen crowd as roses manifest, thrown towards him. “That’s all folks!”
Adwin the jester is doing a series of back flips through a bunch of flaming rings. An invisible crowd oohs and Aaahs at his tricks.
Grove is watching from the ground, hard to tell hes watching because he has no eyes, or really a body other than his armor.
As he flips through the last ring, he spins in the air and unleashes a cloud of daggers in front of Grove, creating a smiley face of knives. He does another midair flip and lands, Bowing to the unseen crowd as roses manifest, thrown towards him. “That’s all folks!”
He collapses in the dirt.
Grove picks him up and places him on his shoulder "That was a good show Adwin, now stay that way." He walks to the bar, making sure they are out of sight before placing him in a chair "That audience is pretty demanding of you isnt it? Well you should rest, while I get you something to drink."
He looks up.
”thanks… if I weren’t already dead I would be too tired to move right now… I have about an hour till next show.”
Grove nods "Don't worry, I've dealt with stuff like this before. Any soldier worth his salt knows how to feels to be pushed to exhaustion." He places a cup in front of him "Drink."
They take the cup and take a sip from it, putting his baton down on the table.
“Well it just discusses the nature of what constitutes a person. And about the soul and stuff.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“Oh….. makes sense.”
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He closes the book and smiles. “I guess with my situation, I’ve been wondering about the whole thing a bit more.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Adwin the jester is doing a series of back flips through a bunch of flaming rings. An invisible crowd oohs and Aaahs at his tricks.
Grove is watching from the ground, hard to tell hes watching because he has no eyes, or really a body other than his armor.
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
As he flips through the last ring, he spins in the air and unleashes a cloud of daggers in front of Grove, creating a smiley face of knives. He does another midair flip and lands, Bowing to the unseen crowd as roses manifest, thrown towards him. “That’s all folks!”
He collapses in the dirt.
Grove picks him up and places him on his shoulder "That was a good show Adwin, now stay that way." He walks to the bar, making sure they are out of sight before placing him in a chair "That audience is pretty demanding of you isnt it? Well you should rest, while I get you something to drink."
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 looks up.
”thanks… if I weren’t already dead I would be too tired to move right now… I have about an hour till next show.”
Grove nods "Don't worry, I've dealt with stuff like this before. Any soldier worth his salt knows how to feels to be pushed to exhaustion." He places a cup in front of him "Drink."
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
They take the cup and take a sip from it, putting his baton down on the table.
It's the most disgusting thing he's ever tasted, although it does make him feel better immediately.
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
They almost spit it out, but manage to swallow some of it.
”what… is this? It’s disgusting… but thanks…”
"Energy fixer, secret recipe. I just told you I was a soldier, it's not meant to be good." He sits next to him, his runes humming.
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 takes another sip and grab their baton in their other hand, throwing it up and catching it, watching it go up and down, up and down.
It some how got worse in the second sip "Hmm. Things have been so peaceful around here. Things might be off, I don't know though."
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
They gag and spit a bit back into the cup.
”yeah, I haven’t even gotten to really fight anyone yet…”
"I havent fought anyone in a long time. Also keep drinking." He slaps his back "Or do you want to try tired?"
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
Mumbling some insult, they continue drinking the vile potion.
"I'm sorry I think you mean thank you." He gets up and goes back to the counter.
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
As he turns his back, Adwin makes a rude gesture and finishes the drink.