He closes his eyes and begins to rest, still slightly awake.
“How’d you get that scar?” Sebastian asks while baking.
He opens his eyes and rubs the scar "I was working with an old friend of mine. We made a mistake against the gods and paid for it."
“Against the gods? Is that literal or you just exaggerating?”
"My friend was an idiot and probably still is. I am being very literal."
“Oh. Which gods?”
"Can't remember. Probably because they don't want me to."
“So they erased your memory? How heartless.” He puts the pie in the oven and lights it. It seems much hotter and brighter than any normal oven.
"I don't think gods are known for caring what we think. Magic oven?" He stares, his eyes seeming to shift to their natural color, a soulless look of grey. Not like their blind, but as if there isn't any life behind their eyes.
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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.
He closes his eyes and begins to rest, still slightly awake.
“How’d you get that scar?” Sebastian asks while baking.
He opens his eyes and rubs the scar "I was working with an old friend of mine. We made a mistake against the gods and paid for it."
“Against the gods? Is that literal or you just exaggerating?”
"My friend was an idiot and probably still is. I am being very literal."
“Oh. Which gods?”
"Can't remember. Probably because they don't want me to."
“So they erased your memory? How heartless.” He puts the pie in the oven and lights it. It seems much hotter and brighter than any normal oven.
"I don't think gods are known for caring what we think. Magic oven?" He stares, his eyes seeming to shift to their natural color, a soulless look of grey. Not like their blind, but as if there isn't any life behind their eyes.
“Yep! Cooks ten times as fast as a normal oven. Should be done in a few seconds… what’s happening with your eye?”
He closes his eyes and begins to rest, still slightly awake.
“How’d you get that scar?” Sebastian asks while baking.
He opens his eyes and rubs the scar "I was working with an old friend of mine. We made a mistake against the gods and paid for it."
“Against the gods? Is that literal or you just exaggerating?”
"My friend was an idiot and probably still is. I am being very literal."
“Oh. Which gods?”
"Can't remember. Probably because they don't want me to."
“So they erased your memory? How heartless.” He puts the pie in the oven and lights it. It seems much hotter and brighter than any normal oven.
"I don't think gods are known for caring what we think. Magic oven?" He stares, his eyes seeming to shift to their natural color, a soulless look of grey. Not like their blind, but as if there isn't any life behind their eyes.
“Yep! Cooks ten times as fast as a normal oven. Should be done in a few seconds… what’s happening with your eye?”
They seem to try to ignore the question "Ten times? How much did it cost you? Can I take a look inside, I have a hobby tinkering."
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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.
He closes his eyes and begins to rest, still slightly awake.
“How’d you get that scar?” Sebastian asks while baking.
He opens his eyes and rubs the scar "I was working with an old friend of mine. We made a mistake against the gods and paid for it."
“Against the gods? Is that literal or you just exaggerating?”
"My friend was an idiot and probably still is. I am being very literal."
“Oh. Which gods?”
"Can't remember. Probably because they don't want me to."
“So they erased your memory? How heartless.” He puts the pie in the oven and lights it. It seems much hotter and brighter than any normal oven.
"I don't think gods are known for caring what we think. Magic oven?" He stares, his eyes seeming to shift to their natural color, a soulless look of grey. Not like their blind, but as if there isn't any life behind their eyes.
“Yep! Cooks ten times as fast as a normal oven. Should be done in a few seconds… what’s happening with your eye?”
They seem to try to ignore the question "Ten times? How much did it cost you? Can I take a look inside, I have a hobby tinkering."
“Uh, couple thousand gold? I modified it a bit but that was mostly just making it bigger. Sure ya can, just make sure you don’t while it’s on!” He chuckles.
He closes his eyes and begins to rest, still slightly awake.
“How’d you get that scar?” Sebastian asks while baking.
He opens his eyes and rubs the scar "I was working with an old friend of mine. We made a mistake against the gods and paid for it."
“Against the gods? Is that literal or you just exaggerating?”
"My friend was an idiot and probably still is. I am being very literal."
“Oh. Which gods?”
"Can't remember. Probably because they don't want me to."
“So they erased your memory? How heartless.” He puts the pie in the oven and lights it. It seems much hotter and brighter than any normal oven.
"I don't think gods are known for caring what we think. Magic oven?" He stares, his eyes seeming to shift to their natural color, a soulless look of grey. Not like their blind, but as if there isn't any life behind their eyes.
“Yep! Cooks ten times as fast as a normal oven. Should be done in a few seconds… what’s happening with your eye?”
They seem to try to ignore the question "Ten times? How much did it cost you? Can I take a look inside, I have a hobby tinkering."
“Uh, couple thousand gold? I modified it a bit but that was mostly just making it bigger. Sure ya can, just make sure you don’t while it’s on!” He chuckles.
”it’ll melt your face off!”
"Oh, interesting." Eventually his eyes shifts to a purple color "What are your hobbies?"
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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.
He closes his eyes and begins to rest, still slightly awake.
“How’d you get that scar?” Sebastian asks while baking.
He opens his eyes and rubs the scar "I was working with an old friend of mine. We made a mistake against the gods and paid for it."
“Against the gods? Is that literal or you just exaggerating?”
"My friend was an idiot and probably still is. I am being very literal."
“Oh. Which gods?”
"Can't remember. Probably because they don't want me to."
“So they erased your memory? How heartless.” He puts the pie in the oven and lights it. It seems much hotter and brighter than any normal oven.
"I don't think gods are known for caring what we think. Magic oven?" He stares, his eyes seeming to shift to their natural color, a soulless look of grey. Not like their blind, but as if there isn't any life behind their eyes.
“Yep! Cooks ten times as fast as a normal oven. Should be done in a few seconds… what’s happening with your eye?”
They seem to try to ignore the question "Ten times? How much did it cost you? Can I take a look inside, I have a hobby tinkering."
“Uh, couple thousand gold? I modified it a bit but that was mostly just making it bigger. Sure ya can, just make sure you don’t while it’s on!” He chuckles.
”it’ll melt your face off!”
"Oh, interesting." Eventually his eyes shifts to a purple color "What are your hobbies?"
“Well, baking. But that’s also my job, of course. I’m going to try gardening. Oh, I do like knitting. I’m not very good at it. Also a quite inexperienced mage! Or well, more of an artificer. And all I can really do is stuff like Thaumaturgy.” He takes the pie out of the oven, baked to perfection. He puts it on the ground next to them.
He closes his eyes and begins to rest, still slightly awake.
“How’d you get that scar?” Sebastian asks while baking.
He opens his eyes and rubs the scar "I was working with an old friend of mine. We made a mistake against the gods and paid for it."
“Against the gods? Is that literal or you just exaggerating?”
"My friend was an idiot and probably still is. I am being very literal."
“Oh. Which gods?”
"Can't remember. Probably because they don't want me to."
“So they erased your memory? How heartless.” He puts the pie in the oven and lights it. It seems much hotter and brighter than any normal oven.
"I don't think gods are known for caring what we think. Magic oven?" He stares, his eyes seeming to shift to their natural color, a soulless look of grey. Not like their blind, but as if there isn't any life behind their eyes.
“Yep! Cooks ten times as fast as a normal oven. Should be done in a few seconds… what’s happening with your eye?”
They seem to try to ignore the question "Ten times? How much did it cost you? Can I take a look inside, I have a hobby tinkering."
“Uh, couple thousand gold? I modified it a bit but that was mostly just making it bigger. Sure ya can, just make sure you don’t while it’s on!” He chuckles.
”it’ll melt your face off!”
"Oh, interesting." Eventually his eyes shifts to a purple color "What are your hobbies?"
“Well, baking. But that’s also my job, of course. I’m going to try gardening. Oh, I do like knitting. I’m not very good at it. Also a quite inexperienced mage! Or well, more of an artificer. And all I can really do is stuff like Thaumaturgy.” He takes the pie out of the oven, baked to perfection. He puts it on the ground next to them.
”Here ya go! Might be a bit hot though.”
He picks up the pie, chumping it down in pieces "Thank you."
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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.
He closes his eyes and begins to rest, still slightly awake.
“How’d you get that scar?” Sebastian asks while baking.
He opens his eyes and rubs the scar "I was working with an old friend of mine. We made a mistake against the gods and paid for it."
“Against the gods? Is that literal or you just exaggerating?”
"My friend was an idiot and probably still is. I am being very literal."
“Oh. Which gods?”
"Can't remember. Probably because they don't want me to."
“So they erased your memory? How heartless.” He puts the pie in the oven and lights it. It seems much hotter and brighter than any normal oven.
"I don't think gods are known for caring what we think. Magic oven?" He stares, his eyes seeming to shift to their natural color, a soulless look of grey. Not like their blind, but as if there isn't any life behind their eyes.
“Yep! Cooks ten times as fast as a normal oven. Should be done in a few seconds… what’s happening with your eye?”
They seem to try to ignore the question "Ten times? How much did it cost you? Can I take a look inside, I have a hobby tinkering."
“Uh, couple thousand gold? I modified it a bit but that was mostly just making it bigger. Sure ya can, just make sure you don’t while it’s on!” He chuckles.
”it’ll melt your face off!”
"Oh, interesting." Eventually his eyes shifts to a purple color "What are your hobbies?"
“Well, baking. But that’s also my job, of course. I’m going to try gardening. Oh, I do like knitting. I’m not very good at it. Also a quite inexperienced mage! Or well, more of an artificer. And all I can really do is stuff like Thaumaturgy.” He takes the pie out of the oven, baked to perfection. He puts it on the ground next to them.
”Here ya go! Might be a bit hot though.”
He picks up the pie, chumping it down in pieces "Thank you."
He turns around and begins to unpack some stuff and set them up, mostly decorations or other sorts of things.
”I’ll be opening in a few days. Feel free to stop by anytime. Anyways, how long have you been in the city?”
He turns around and begins to unpack some stuff and set them up, mostly decorations or other sorts of things.
”I’ll be opening in a few days. Feel free to stop by anytime. Anyways, how long have you been in the city?”
He gets up and rolls his shoulders after he finishes the pie "I don't know, but I will stop here again. I should probably get to killing that government official." He begins to walk out "Bye!"
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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.
He turns around and begins to unpack some stuff and set them up, mostly decorations or other sorts of things.
”I’ll be opening in a few days. Feel free to stop by anytime. Anyways, how long have you been in the city?”
He gets up and rolls his shoulders after he finishes the pie "I don't know, but I will stop here again. I should probably get to killing that government official." He begins to walk out "Bye!"
He turns around and begins to unpack some stuff and set them up, mostly decorations or other sorts of things.
”I’ll be opening in a few days. Feel free to stop by anytime. Anyways, how long have you been in the city?”
He gets up and rolls his shoulders after he finishes the pie "I don't know, but I will stop here again. I should probably get to killing that government official." He begins to walk out "Bye!"
*...*
*Well, it isn’t lord Ducibus. It’s a different government official.*
“Against the gods? Is that literal or you just exaggerating?”
"My friend was an idiot and probably still is. I am being very literal."
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
“Oh. Which gods?”
"Can't remember. Probably because they don't want me to."
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
“So they erased your memory? How heartless.” He puts the pie in the oven and lights it. It seems much hotter and brighter than any normal oven.
"I don't think gods are known for caring what we think. Magic oven?" He stares, his eyes seeming to shift to their natural color, a soulless look of grey. Not like their blind, but as if there isn't any life behind their eyes.
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
“Yep! Cooks ten times as fast as a normal oven. Should be done in a few seconds… what’s happening with your eye?”
They seem to try to ignore the question "Ten times? How much did it cost you? Can I take a look inside, I have a hobby tinkering."
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
“Uh, couple thousand gold? I modified it a bit but that was mostly just making it bigger. Sure ya can, just make sure you don’t while it’s on!” He chuckles.
”it’ll melt your face off!”
"Oh, interesting." Eventually his eyes shifts to a purple color "What are your hobbies?"
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
“Well, baking. But that’s also my job, of course. I’m going to try gardening. Oh, I do like knitting. I’m not very good at it. Also a quite inexperienced mage! Or well, more of an artificer. And all I can really do is stuff like Thaumaturgy.” He takes the pie out of the oven, baked to perfection. He puts it on the ground next to them.
”Here ya go! Might be a bit hot though.”
He picks up the pie, chumping it down in pieces "Thank you."
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 turns around and begins to unpack some stuff and set them up, mostly decorations or other sorts of things.
”I’ll be opening in a few days. Feel free to stop by anytime. Anyways, how long have you been in the city?”
He gets up and rolls his shoulders after he finishes the pie "I don't know, but I will stop here again. I should probably get to killing that government official." He begins to walk out "Bye!"
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
*boink*
Lord Ducibus is wandering around, greeting residents of the city.
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
*...*
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
(are warforged okay Gibber?)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Whatever it takes
Yeah, take me to the top
I'm ready for whatever it takes
'Cause I love the adrenaline in my veins
I do what it takes
*Yeah*
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
*Well, it isn’t lord Ducibus. It’s a different government official.*
*hi*