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They then fall unconscious. *gtg*

 Asha, ignoring Damian’s warning, takes out a handkerchief and starts to clean the wound. *byeeeeee*

 damain takes out a talisman "good friend of mine made this." * heal* 

 All the spell does is make the wound sizzle and contort. 

Bizel is doing a mushroom giveaway, all mushrooms from the feywild!

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Cyrus is practicing his swordplay in the courtyard 

 Trist approaches Cyrus 

 *wanna desc?*
he notices him “hello.”

 *sure*

Trist pushes himself to his feet and yawns, dusting dirt off his pants. "...oh. Hey there."

 *white hair pale blue eyes which you can’t see behind his sunglasses and hair. he’s 5’7 and somewhat skinny. He generally looks a combination of bored, distracted and tired*
 “Haven’t seen you before. I’m Cyrus.”

 "I'm Trist." Another yawn. 

*this is his description from when i first introed him:*

The boy stumbles across the floor, rubbing his eyes and yawning. He looks tired, that's for sure. As he looks around, you can see a sign of a third eye on his forehead -- just barely visible underneath his disheveled dirty blonde hair -- the ink of the tattoo colored blue. He's a member of the Wiegenlied *lullaby in German* family, the mark makes it clear. He sets down his heavy bags on a table and nearly trips on something invisible and probably non-existent. 

 “Are you… what’s the phrase?…. Sleep deprived” *gtg  for a bit*

 "That uh...wouldn't be an understatement." 

*aw man cya*

 *back*

"Cool. so am I apparently."

 Trist tilts his head to the side. "What's your magic?"

 "i can see the future, past and present. how about you?" *sry for disappearing*

*I'll have to check with Cecalia with this but for now*

(Rain hears a voice in his head)

"Akuma"

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They then fall unconscious. *gtg*

 Asha, ignoring Damian’s warning, takes out a handkerchief and starts to clean the wound. *byeeeeee*

 damain takes out a talisman "good friend of mine made this." * heal* 

 All the spell does is make the wound sizzle and contort. 

 *ah god that’s fun*
Asha jumps back before pulling out a clean rag, rubbing alcohol, a needle, and some thick thread. *can they use normal medicine to solve this*

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They then fall unconscious. *gtg*

 Asha, ignoring Damian’s warning, takes out a handkerchief and starts to clean the wound. *byeeeeee*

 damain takes out a talisman "good friend of mine made this." * heal* 

 All the spell does is make the wound sizzle and contort. 

 "What the hell?"

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*I'll have to check with Cecalia with this but for now*

(Rain hears a voice in his head)

"Akuma"

 *hm?*

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*I'll have to check with Cecalia with this but for now*

(Rain hears a voice in his head)

"Akuma"

 “I’m Rain Tenebris.” He reaches out to shake her hand.

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Cyrus is practicing his swordplay in the courtyard 

 Trist approaches Cyrus 

 *wanna desc?*
he notices him “hello.”

 *sure*

Trist pushes himself to his feet and yawns, dusting dirt off his pants. "...oh. Hey there."

 *white hair pale blue eyes which you can’t see behind his sunglasses and hair. he’s 5’7 and somewhat skinny. He generally looks a combination of bored, distracted and tired*
 “Haven’t seen you before. I’m Cyrus.”

 "I'm Trist." Another yawn. 

*this is his description from when i first introed him:*

The boy stumbles across the floor, rubbing his eyes and yawning. He looks tired, that's for sure. As he looks around, you can see a sign of a third eye on his forehead -- just barely visible underneath his disheveled dirty blonde hair -- the ink of the tattoo colored blue. He's a member of the Wiegenlied *lullaby in German* family, the mark makes it clear. He sets down his heavy bags on a table and nearly trips on something invisible and probably non-existent. 

 “Are you… what’s the phrase?…. Sleep deprived” *gtg  for a bit*

 "That uh...wouldn't be an understatement." 

*aw man cya*

 *back*

"Cool. so am I apparently."

 Trist tilts his head to the side. "What's your magic?"

 "i can see the future, past and present. how about you?" *sry for disappearing*

 *all good*

Trist nods slightly. "I can do sleep stuff..." he rubs his eyes and yawns. "If ya don't mind, could I try my magic on you? I really need some rest..."

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*I'll have to check with Cecalia with this but for now*

(Rain hears a voice in his head)

"Akuma"

 *hm?*

 *can my char have telepathy?*

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*I'll have to check with Cecalia with this but for now*

(Rain hears a voice in his head)

"Akuma"

 *hm?*

 *the whole rain thing as a mod i can say its real*

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*I'll have to check with Cecalia with this but for now*

(Rain hears a voice in his head)

"Akuma"

 *hm?*

 *can my char have telepathy?*

 *yeah one of mine does*

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*I'll have to check with Cecalia with this but for now*

(Rain hears a voice in his head)

"Akuma"

 “I’m Rain Tenebris.” He reaches out to shake her hand.

 (Akuma shakes it, but when she does, Rain feels cold)

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Cyrus is practicing his swordplay in the courtyard 

 Trist approaches Cyrus 

 *wanna desc?*
he notices him “hello.”

 *sure*

Trist pushes himself to his feet and yawns, dusting dirt off his pants. "...oh. Hey there."

 *white hair pale blue eyes which you can’t see behind his sunglasses and hair. he’s 5’7 and somewhat skinny. He generally looks a combination of bored, distracted and tired*
 “Haven’t seen you before. I’m Cyrus.”

 "I'm Trist." Another yawn. 

*this is his description from when i first introed him:*

The boy stumbles across the floor, rubbing his eyes and yawning. He looks tired, that's for sure. As he looks around, you can see a sign of a third eye on his forehead -- just barely visible underneath his disheveled dirty blonde hair -- the ink of the tattoo colored blue. He's a member of the Wiegenlied *lullaby in German* family, the mark makes it clear. He sets down his heavy bags on a table and nearly trips on something invisible and probably non-existent. 

 “Are you… what’s the phrase?…. Sleep deprived” *gtg  for a bit*

 "That uh...wouldn't be an understatement." 

*aw man cya*

 *back*

"Cool. so am I apparently."

 Trist tilts his head to the side. "What's your magic?"

 "i can see the future, past and present. how about you?" *sry for disappearing*

 *all good*

Trist nods slightly. "I can do sleep stuff..." he rubs his eyes and yawns. "If ya don't mind, could I try my magic on you? I really need some rest..."

 "Go ahead."

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They then fall unconscious. *gtg*

 Asha, ignoring Damian’s warning, takes out a handkerchief and starts to clean the wound. *byeeeeee*

 damain takes out a talisman "good friend of mine made this." * heal* 

 All the spell does is make the wound sizzle and contort. 

 *ah god that’s fun*
Asha jumps back before pulling out a clean rag, rubbing alcohol, a needle, and some thick thread. *can they use normal medicine to solve this*

 *why don’t you try*

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*I'll have to check with Cecalia with this but for now*

(Rain hears a voice in his head)

"Akuma"

 “I’m Rain Tenebris.” He reaches out to shake her hand.

 (Akuma shakes it, but when she does, Rain feels cold)

 It kinda feels like her hand was put in a vice for a moment before Rain realizes he was squeezing and stops. “I was actually kinda hot. Thanks.”

(Also jsyk Rain is like…really stupid)

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Trist takes a deep breath and closes his eyes 

*constitution saving throw please*

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Trist takes a deep breath and closes his eyes 

*constitution saving throw please*

 *no mod so 12*

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*cut for jester*

random page in the book. She’s concentrating deeply, thinking who it could be. “Well i dont know then. Nobody here really likes me so I wouldn’t know anyone else.”

 Slick winces and says "Ring a ding ding, you guessed it."

 “What?” She looks at him confused. “I didnt guess anyone. I just said i dont know anyone else…ohhhhhh”

 "Congratulation, and with your last guess too." Slick smiles broadly, the smile is different from his usual business or troublemaking smiles.

 “You never gave me a limit on guesses.”

 Slick's face falls "Yes, that's the part you focus on, not the other part."

*GTG*

 *bye*

”well i dont know how to respond to the other part.”

 *I'm back now*

"Fair enough, well I've got to be going to back up my shack anyway so you think on it." Slick grabs him as many of his books as he can and hobbles out.

*Yo Jester wsg. I kinda wanna rp with Slick. U down?*