“Thank you. Do i need to do anything else right now, or can you show me to my sleeping quarters?” She is done pretending to be shy and hopeless. “These monk robes are a bit uncomfortable. All that crusted blood from the previous owner.”
Hey y’all, you can call me Sel or Julian or whatever, I don’t really care. Pronouns are they/he. Some things about be, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
“Thank you. Do i need to do anything else right now, or can you show me to my sleeping quarters?” She is done pretending to be shy and hopeless. “These monk robes are a bit uncomfortable. All that crusted blood from the previous owner.”
“I will show you to your quarters, madame, if you require it.” Bonumis bows gracefully and heads down the left passage.
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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.
“Thank you. Do i need to do anything else right now, or can you show me to my sleeping quarters?” She is done pretending to be shy and hopeless. “These monk robes are a bit uncomfortable. All that crusted blood from the previous owner.”
“I will show you to your quarters, madame, if you require it.” Bonumis bows gracefully and heads down the left passage.
“Thank you.”
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Hey y’all, you can call me Sel or Julian or whatever, I don’t really care. Pronouns are they/he. Some things about be, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
“Thank you. Do i need to do anything else right now, or can you show me to my sleeping quarters?” She is done pretending to be shy and hopeless. “These monk robes are a bit uncomfortable. All that crusted blood from the previous owner.”
“I will show you to your quarters, madame, if you require it.” Bonumis bows gracefully and heads down the left passage.
“Thank you.”
After a few moments traveling down the passage, Bonumis stops at the room labeled Room 57. “Keep in mind, if you are going to join the Frosted Glass Guild, you will receive lodgings for free. If you are not prepared to join, our rate is four gold a night.”
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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.
“Thank you. Do i need to do anything else right now, or can you show me to my sleeping quarters?” She is done pretending to be shy and hopeless. “These monk robes are a bit uncomfortable. All that crusted blood from the previous owner.”
“I will show you to your quarters, madame, if you require it.” Bonumis bows gracefully and heads down the left passage.
“Thank you.”
After a few moments traveling down the passage, Bonumis stops at the room labeled Room 57. “Keep in mind, if you are going to join the Frosted Glass Guild, you will receive lodgings for free. If you are not prepared to join, our rate is four gold a night.”
“I will join, then. That was my whole goal in coming here anyway.”
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Hey y’all, you can call me Sel or Julian or whatever, I don’t really care. Pronouns are they/he. Some things about be, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
“Thank you. Do i need to do anything else right now, or can you show me to my sleeping quarters?” She is done pretending to be shy and hopeless. “These monk robes are a bit uncomfortable. All that crusted blood from the previous owner.”
“I will show you to your quarters, madame, if you require it.” Bonumis bows gracefully and heads down the left passage.
“Thank you.”
After a few moments traveling down the passage, Bonumis stops at the room labeled Room 57. “Keep in mind, if you are going to join the Frosted Glass Guild, you will receive lodgings for free. If you are not prepared to join, our rate is four gold a night.”
“I will join, then. That was my whole goal in coming here anyway.”
“Very good, madame. I bid you farewell for now, then.” Bonumis slips away into the darkness.
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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.
The elvish girl grabs Bonumis by the arm as he slips away.
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Haiiiiii, I’m Druid! (he/they/it/moth/fae/star) I'm a smol insane queer lil' mess with a terrible mental state! I'm also a therian and furry :3 My current obsessions are The Amazing Digital Circus and Hazbin Hotel, so if you ever wanna chat about that, I'm always happy to! GIVE ME YOUR MONSTER.
"Oh no! Looks like I've taken Ragatha... AND DROPPED HER IN THE DEEP FRYER!" -Jax
The elvish girl grabs Bonumis by the arm as he slips away.
Bonumis attempts to escape. Athletics: 21
*he escapes.*
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Haiiiiii, I’m Druid! (he/they/it/moth/fae/star) I'm a smol insane queer lil' mess with a terrible mental state! I'm also a therian and furry :3 My current obsessions are The Amazing Digital Circus and Hazbin Hotel, so if you ever wanna chat about that, I'm always happy to! GIVE ME YOUR MONSTER.
"Oh no! Looks like I've taken Ragatha... AND DROPPED HER IN THE DEEP FRYER!" -Jax
A woman enters through the door, holding a briefcase in one hand. She wears brown boots and a blue dress with sunflower patterns, and has light curly blonde hair, fair skin, and a small nose, atop which sit circular green glasses. Her eyes are orange and warm like honey, and her fingernails are long and painted pink. she looks around for someone to talk to, but she doesn’t seem very confused or anything.
A woman enters through the door, holding a briefcase in one hand. She wears brown boots and a blue dress with sunflower patterns, and has light curly blonde hair, fair skin, and a small nose, atop which sit circular green glasses. Her eyes are orange and warm like honey, and her fingernails are long and painted pink. she looks around for someone to talk to, but she doesn’t seem very confused or anything.
Bonumis Caan emerges from the shadows. “Hello, ma’am. Welcome to the base of the Frosted Glass Guild.”
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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.
A woman enters through the door, holding a briefcase in one hand. She wears brown boots and a blue dress with sunflower patterns, and has light curly blonde hair, fair skin, and a small nose, atop which sit circular green glasses. Her eyes are orange and warm like honey, and her fingernails are long and painted pink. she looks around for someone to talk to, but she doesn’t seem very confused or anything.
Bonumis Caan emerges from the shadows. “Hello, ma’am. Welcome to the base of the Frosted Glass Guild.”
“Hello! I was hoping I was in the right place. Never really knew what this place looked like…”
Kingfisher turns towards the elvish girl. “Hello. Who are you?”
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Hey y’all, you can call me Sel or Julian or whatever, I don’t really care. Pronouns are they/he. Some things about be, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
*A tall, slender elf with green eyes and short brown hair abruptly bursts in through the door. His face is covered in soot, as well as his hands. Poking out from the cuff of his sleeve, you can see a tattoo of a dragon encircling his right forearm, and as far as you can tell, it seems to be moving. His clothes are standard for a blacksmith, but they seem to have many more pockets than necessary. Random pieces of metal, wood, and a few tools are visible within them.*
*He quickly looks about, and is surprised to find he is not in the interior of an abandoned warehouse, which he thought he had run into just a few moments ago through an unlocked door.*
"Wh-where am I? Hello? Is anyone there? If there is someone there, can you tell me where in the name of Corellon Larethian I am?"
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.
A woman enters through the door, holding a briefcase in one hand. She wears brown boots and a blue dress with sunflower patterns, and has light curly blonde hair, fair skin, and a small nose, atop which sit circular green glasses. Her eyes are orange and warm like honey, and her fingernails are long and painted pink. she looks around for someone to talk to, but she doesn’t seem very confused or anything.
Bonumis Caan emerges from the shadows. “Hello, ma’am. Welcome to the base of the Frosted Glass Guild.”
“Hello! I was hoping I was in the right place. Never really knew what this place looked like…”
“It can look different on Spirit Week. Last Spirit Week… let’s just say the blacklights were a big mistake. Those hook horrors were so happy, though…”
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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.
A woman enters through the door, holding a briefcase in one hand. She wears brown boots and a blue dress with sunflower patterns, and has light curly blonde hair, fair skin, and a small nose, atop which sit circular green glasses. Her eyes are orange and warm like honey, and her fingernails are long and painted pink. she looks around for someone to talk to, but she doesn’t seem very confused or anything.
Bonumis Caan emerges from the shadows. “Hello, ma’am. Welcome to the base of the Frosted Glass Guild.”
“Hello! I was hoping I was in the right place. Never really knew what this place looked like…”
“It can look different on Spirit Week. Last Spirit Week… let’s just say the blacklights were a big mistake. Those hook horrors were so happy, though…”
“You have hook horrors? …interesting. Anyways, I am Aunt Pleasant.” She extends a hand.
*A tall, slender elf with green eyes and short brown hair abruptly bursts in through the door. His face is covered in soot, as well as his hands. Poking out from the cuff of his sleeve, you can see a tattoo of a dragon encircling his right forearm, and as far as you can tell, it seems to be moving. His clothes are standard for a blacksmith, but they seem to have many more pockets than necessary. Random pieces of metal, wood, and a few tools are visible within them.*
*He quickly looks about, and is surprised to find he is not in the interior of an abandoned warehouse, which he thought he had run into just a few moments ago through an unlocked door.*
"Wh-where am I? Hello? Is anyone there? If there is someone there, can you tell me where in the name of Corellon Larethian I am?"
The woman in the sunflower dress turns to him.
”You are in the Hall of the Frosted Glass Guild, I believe!”
*A tall, slender elf with green eyes and short brown hair abruptly bursts in through the door. His face is covered in soot, as well as his hands. Poking out from the cuff of his sleeve, you can see a tattoo of a dragon encircling his right forearm, and as far as you can tell, it seems to be moving. His clothes are standard for a blacksmith, but they seem to have many more pockets than necessary. Random pieces of metal, wood, and a few tools are visible within them.*
*He quickly looks about, and is surprised to find he is not in the interior of an abandoned warehouse, which he thought he had run into just a few moments ago through an unlocked door.*
"Wh-where am I? Hello? Is anyone there? If there is someone there, can you tell me where in the name of Corellon Larethian I am?"
The woman in the sunflower dress turns to him.
”You are in the Hall of the Frosted Glass Guild, I believe!”
*He still seems a little rattled*
"Th-the what?"
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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.
“Thank you. Do i need to do anything else right now, or can you show me to my sleeping quarters?” She is done pretending to be shy and hopeless. “These monk robes are a bit uncomfortable. All that crusted blood from the previous owner.”
*sorry forgot to quote*
Hey y’all, you can call me Sel or Julian or whatever, I don’t really care. Pronouns are they/he. Some things about be, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
Is art
@Irunwithskissors
“I will show you to your quarters, madame, if you require it.” Bonumis bows gracefully and heads down the left passage.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“Thank you.”
Hey y’all, you can call me Sel or Julian or whatever, I don’t really care. Pronouns are they/he. Some things about be, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
Is art
@Irunwithskissors
After a few moments traveling down the passage, Bonumis stops at the room labeled Room 57. “Keep in mind, if you are going to join the Frosted Glass Guild, you will receive lodgings for free. If you are not prepared to join, our rate is four gold a night.”
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 will join, then. That was my whole goal in coming here anyway.”
Hey y’all, you can call me Sel or Julian or whatever, I don’t really care. Pronouns are they/he. Some things about be, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
Is art
@Irunwithskissors
“Very good, madame. I bid you farewell for now, then.” Bonumis slips away into the darkness.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
The elvish girl grabs Bonumis by the arm as he slips away.
Haiiiiii, I’m Druid! (he/they/it/moth/fae/star) I'm a smol insane queer lil' mess with a terrible mental state! I'm also a therian and furry :3 My current obsessions are The Amazing Digital Circus and Hazbin Hotel, so if you ever wanna chat about that, I'm always happy to! GIVE ME YOUR MONSTER.
"Oh no! Looks like I've taken Ragatha... AND DROPPED HER IN THE DEEP FRYER!" -Jax
Bonumis attempts to escape. Athletics: 12
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 escapes.*
Haiiiiii, I’m Druid! (he/they/it/moth/fae/star) I'm a smol insane queer lil' mess with a terrible mental state! I'm also a therian and furry :3 My current obsessions are The Amazing Digital Circus and Hazbin Hotel, so if you ever wanna chat about that, I'm always happy to! GIVE ME YOUR MONSTER.
"Oh no! Looks like I've taken Ragatha... AND DROPPED HER IN THE DEEP FRYER!" -Jax
*gonna intro here soon*
*awesome*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*spintharioscope, sorry*
A woman enters through the door, holding a briefcase in one hand. She wears brown boots and a blue dress with sunflower patterns, and has light curly blonde hair, fair skin, and a small nose, atop which sit circular green glasses. Her eyes are orange and warm like honey, and her fingernails are long and painted pink. she looks around for someone to talk to, but she doesn’t seem very confused or anything.
Bonumis Caan emerges from the shadows. “Hello, ma’am. Welcome to the base of the Frosted Glass Guild.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“Hello! I was hoping I was in the right place. Never really knew what this place looked like…”
Kingfisher turns towards the elvish girl. “Hello. Who are you?”
Hey y’all, you can call me Sel or Julian or whatever, I don’t really care. Pronouns are they/he. Some things about be, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
Is art
@Irunwithskissors
*A tall, slender elf with green eyes and short brown hair abruptly bursts in through the door. His face is covered in soot, as well as his hands. Poking out from the cuff of his sleeve, you can see a tattoo of a dragon encircling his right forearm, and as far as you can tell, it seems to be moving. His clothes are standard for a blacksmith, but they seem to have many more pockets than necessary. Random pieces of metal, wood, and a few tools are visible within them.*
*He quickly looks about, and is surprised to find he is not in the interior of an abandoned warehouse, which he thought he had run into just a few moments ago through an unlocked door.*
"Wh-where am I? Hello? Is anyone there? If there is someone there, can you tell me where in the name of Corellon Larethian I am?"
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.
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“It can look different on Spirit Week. Last Spirit Week… let’s just say the blacklights were a big mistake. Those hook horrors were so happy, though…”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“You have hook horrors? …interesting. Anyways, I am Aunt Pleasant.” She extends a hand.
The woman in the sunflower dress turns to him.
”You are in the Hall of the Frosted Glass Guild, I believe!”
*He still seems a little rattled*
"Th-the what?"
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