Bonumis has set flyers on the door of each guild member.
*Upon contact with Arämil's door, Caan experiences a brief pain in his head and the door flashes brightly, reminiscent of a warning flash.*
“You’ve got to be kidding me.” He walks away from the door.
*As he is walking away, Arämil's voice seems to drift through Caan's mind.*
"Hello Caan. How are you?"
“Get out of my head.” He growls.
"Aw, but we were just starting to make small talk. Why not chat a bit longer?"
“Because I don’t like you.”
"Well that's a shame. Now, about what you were doing near my quarters... what was that? Excuse my brashness, but I rather don't like the feeling that someone might've been going through my things."
“I’M PUTTING UP A [gp]ING FLYER! DO YOU WANT TO GO ON THE MISSION OR NOT??”
"Calm down Caan! I just had to check. After someone snuck into a tavern room I was staying in and blew the place sky-high by messing with an invention of mine, I've become rather distrustful towards people when it comes to my quarters. And one more question: what mission? Me and many of the others are already in the dungeon."
“An external one. To somewhere in South England.”
"Ah. That sounds nice. Well, I will sign on for that after I get back from the dungeon. Goodbye!"
*Arämil's voice leaves Caan's mind.*
He growls. “These new recruits will be the death of me…”
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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.
Bonumis has set flyers on the door of each guild member.
*Upon contact with Arämil's door, Caan experiences a brief pain in his head and the door flashes brightly, reminiscent of a warning flash.*
“You’ve got to be kidding me.” He walks away from the door.
"Unless you like being tied up, I wouldn't enter. He's got a... flair for the dramatic."
“And just what are you assuming about me?”
"Well, one could argue your ensnarement strategy is... one more suited to the bedroom"
“…I thought we were talking about Arämil.”
*s[gp] I'm blind holy hell I'm sorry*
*redo*
"I don't assume, Im just giving you a warning"
“…okay… do you want to go to South England?”
"I think I'd rather die again..." He says grimly, his bones rattle as he shudders
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Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you YESNO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
Bonumis has set flyers on the door of each guild member.
*Upon contact with Arämil's door, Caan experiences a brief pain in his head and the door flashes brightly, reminiscent of a warning flash.*
“You’ve got to be kidding me.” He walks away from the door.
"Unless you like being tied up, I wouldn't enter. He's got a... flair for the dramatic."
“And just what are you assuming about me?”
"Well, one could argue your ensnarement strategy is... one more suited to the bedroom"
“…I thought we were talking about Arämil.”
*s[gp] I'm blind holy hell I'm sorry*
*redo*
"I don't assume, Im just giving you a warning"
“…okay… do you want to go to South England?”
"I think I'd rather die again..." He says grimly, his bones rattle as he shudders
“Why? I find Gloucestershire and Somerset quite nice.”
"Try being ogled at, Caan. It's not fun when you've got a little Welsh bastard stickin 'is hand through your ribcage"
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Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you YESNO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
Bonumis has set flyers on the door of each guild member.
*Upon contact with Arämil's door, Caan experiences a brief pain in his head and the door flashes brightly, reminiscent of a warning flash.*
“You’ve got to be kidding me.” He walks away from the door.
"Unless you like being tied up, I wouldn't enter. He's got a... flair for the dramatic."
“And just what are you assuming about me?”
"Well, one could argue your ensnarement strategy is... one more suited to the bedroom"
“…I thought we were talking about Arämil.”
*s[gp] I'm blind holy hell I'm sorry*
*redo*
"I don't assume, Im just giving you a warning"
“…okay… do you want to go to South England?”
"I think I'd rather die again..." He says grimly, his bones rattle as he shudders
“Why? I find Gloucestershire and Somerset quite nice.”
"Try being ogled at, Caan. It's not fun when you've got a little Welsh bastard stickin 'is hand through your ribcage"
“Well this isn’t Wales. It’s close but different. Also we’ll be operating in shadow and killing at least five people on the way.”
"Hmmm, I shall wait to see if Aramil goes.."
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Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you YESNO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
Bonumis has set flyers on the door of each guild member.
*Upon contact with Arämil's door, Caan experiences a brief pain in his head and the door flashes brightly, reminiscent of a warning flash.*
“You’ve got to be kidding me.” He walks away from the door.
"Unless you like being tied up, I wouldn't enter. He's got a... flair for the dramatic."
“And just what are you assuming about me?”
"Well, one could argue your ensnarement strategy is... one more suited to the bedroom"
“…I thought we were talking about Arämil.”
*s[gp] I'm blind holy hell I'm sorry*
*redo*
"I don't assume, Im just giving you a warning"
“…okay… do you want to go to South England?”
"I think I'd rather die again..." He says grimly, his bones rattle as he shudders
“Why? I find Gloucestershire and Somerset quite nice.”
"Try being ogled at, Caan. It's not fun when you've got a little Welsh bastard stickin 'is hand through your ribcage"
“Well this isn’t Wales. It’s close but different. Also we’ll be operating in shadow and killing at least five people on the way.”
"Hmmm, I shall wait to see if Aramil goes.."
“He’s going. He was communicating telepathically with me. And also you’re certainly quite talented.”
"Then i'll go, but, how do you mean, talented?"
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Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you YESNO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
Bonumis has set flyers on the door of each guild member.
*Upon contact with Arämil's door, Caan experiences a brief pain in his head and the door flashes brightly, reminiscent of a warning flash.*
“You’ve got to be kidding me.” He walks away from the door.
"Unless you like being tied up, I wouldn't enter. He's got a... flair for the dramatic."
“And just what are you assuming about me?”
"Well, one could argue your ensnarement strategy is... one more suited to the bedroom"
“…I thought we were talking about Arämil.”
*s[gp] I'm blind holy hell I'm sorry*
*redo*
"I don't assume, Im just giving you a warning"
“…okay… do you want to go to South England?”
"I think I'd rather die again..." He says grimly, his bones rattle as he shudders
“Why? I find Gloucestershire and Somerset quite nice.”
"Try being ogled at, Caan. It's not fun when you've got a little Welsh bastard stickin 'is hand through your ribcage"
“Well this isn’t Wales. It’s close but different. Also we’ll be operating in shadow and killing at least five people on the way.”
"Hmmm, I shall wait to see if Aramil goes.."
“He’s going. He was communicating telepathically with me. And also you’re certainly quite talented.”
"Then i'll go, but, how do you mean, talented?"
“Well, if you were here at all, you must be very skilled. What can you do in particular?”
"Kitsune magic, transfer of my soul to other vessels... artificing.. and sharpened ribs"
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Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you YESNO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
Bonumis has set flyers on the door of each guild member.
*Upon contact with Arämil's door, Caan experiences a brief pain in his head and the door flashes brightly, reminiscent of a warning flash.*
“You’ve got to be kidding me.” He walks away from the door.
"Unless you like being tied up, I wouldn't enter. He's got a... flair for the dramatic."
“And just what are you assuming about me?”
"Well, one could argue your ensnarement strategy is... one more suited to the bedroom"
“…I thought we were talking about Arämil.”
*s[gp] I'm blind holy hell I'm sorry*
*redo*
"I don't assume, Im just giving you a warning"
“…okay… do you want to go to South England?”
"I think I'd rather die again..." He says grimly, his bones rattle as he shudders
“Why? I find Gloucestershire and Somerset quite nice.”
"Try being ogled at, Caan. It's not fun when you've got a little Welsh bastard stickin 'is hand through your ribcage"
“Well this isn’t Wales. It’s close but different. Also we’ll be operating in shadow and killing at least five people on the way.”
"Hmmm, I shall wait to see if Aramil goes.."
“He’s going. He was communicating telepathically with me. And also you’re certainly quite talented.”
"Then i'll go, but, how do you mean, talented?"
“Well, if you were here at all, you must be very skilled. What can you do in particular?”
"Kitsune magic, transfer of my soul to other vessels... artificing.. and sharpened ribs"
“That’s a lot. You are invaluable in every sense of the word.”
"I wish Aramil thought the same when we were growing up"
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Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you YESNO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
"He was abandoned and auctioned off by his people, and my people, my father.. the king was the only one who bid"
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Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you YESNO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
"He was abandoned and auctioned off by his people, and my people, my father.. the king was the only one who bid"
“…Where was this?”
"My home planet, Harlan's World, the kitsune planet. it has been destroyed, by Aramils people"
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Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you YESNO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
"He was abandoned and auctioned off by his people, and my people, my father.. the king was the only one who bid"
“…Where was this?”
"My home planet, Harlan's World, the kitsune planet. it has been destroyed, by Aramils people"
“…this is convoluted.”
*Silyxer suddenly feels a sharp, burning pain in his head, like his brain itself had just been slashed with a dagger. Arämil's voice booms through Silyxer's mind, increasing the pain tenfold.*
"THAT WAS A PRIVATE MATTER BETWEEN YOU AND ME, SIL. WHO SAID YOU COULD GO AROUND TELLING EVERYONE YOU MEET ABOUT IT? BECAUSE IT WAS NOT ME, I'M SURE OF THAT. AND I'VE ALREADY TOLD YOU, I HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH THE DESTRUCTION OF HARLAN'S."
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
He growls. “These new recruits will be the death of me…”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"I think I'd rather die again..."
He says grimly, his bones rattle as he shudders
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
“Why? I find Gloucestershire and Somerset quite nice.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Try being ogled at, Caan. It's not fun when you've got a little Welsh bastard stickin 'is hand through your ribcage"
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
“Well this isn’t Wales. It’s close but different. Also we’ll be operating in shadow and killing at least five people on the way.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Hmmm, I shall wait to see if Aramil goes.."
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
“He’s going. He was communicating telepathically with me. And also you’re certainly quite talented.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Then i'll go, but, how do you mean, talented?"
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
“Well, if you were here at all, you must be very skilled. What can you do in particular?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Arämil quickly telepathically pops into their conversation.*
"Well, for one thing, his ribs are sharpened to points. Also, killing at least five people? I will definitely be signing up."
*His voice recedes from Caan and Silyxer's minds.*
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
Extended sig
"Kitsune magic, transfer of my soul to other vessels... artificing.. and sharpened ribs"
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
“That’s a lot. You are invaluable in every sense of the word.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"I wish Aramil thought the same when we were growing up"
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*cut*
“The two of you grew up together?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"He was abandoned and auctioned off by his people, and my people, my father.. the king was the only one who bid"
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
“…Where was this?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"My home planet, Harlan's World, the kitsune planet. it has been destroyed, by Aramils people"
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
“…this is convoluted.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Aunt Pleasant is wandering around. She’s just been here.
*Silyxer suddenly feels a sharp, burning pain in his head, like his brain itself had just been slashed with a dagger. Arämil's voice booms through Silyxer's mind, increasing the pain tenfold.*
"THAT WAS A PRIVATE MATTER BETWEEN YOU AND ME, SIL. WHO SAID YOU COULD GO AROUND TELLING EVERYONE YOU MEET ABOUT IT? BECAUSE IT WAS NOT ME, I'M SURE OF THAT. AND I'VE ALREADY TOLD YOU, I HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH THE DESTRUCTION OF HARLAN'S."
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
Extended sig