“I don’t plan on many of the things that happen in my life. I will defend myself if attacked.”
"Well, I'm quite sure that none of them will attempt to engage the fight, except maybe that one... he has quite the temper"
“Then I would defend myself, and I would have to beat them. I promise to you I won’t kill them intentionally.”
His eyes return to their normal state and he nods curtly, scooping up Lilac. "Well, it seems we are agreed. I am certain if my nephew *keep forgetting his name* were to attack you, a swift punishment should be administered, Adam."
*Ragnerious, just call him Rag.*
Adam nods and enters the dome, swiftly disappearing out of sight.
Ragnaris, several miles underneath the Dome, is napping in a gigantic lava-filled cavern.
He is about to recive a very unexpected visitor, as Silyxer is making his way through the ravines and caves, flying through them with ease, to the very spot where he rests, the pink, fiery fluff ball that is his pet, Lilac, clinging to his shoulder
Ragnaris hears the sound of Silyxer's wingbeats echoing off the cavern walls, and he opens his house-sized eyes, his slit pupils darting in the direction of his son's approach.
He crashes through a wall, scattering debris everywhere, clearly misjudging the path
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Rag and Adam are fighting, the giant unable to hit the smaller man, but Adam unable to do much damage to the monster of a man. Adam’s eyes glowing every time Rag swings at him, dodging in the last moments.
Sekiro is painting like he always is.
Donquixote is just walking around, chilling and looking for crime to note.
John is drinking, a lot, he is not in a good way. Muttering to himself about his what he says in the darkest dungeon.
*If you want any of my other characters just ask.*
Zeon, now looking a bit older is exploring the dome.
Coronet is adding a ice garden to her ice castle in the south of the dome.
They see Jason, looking not exactly as calm and happy as he always is, but not looking murdery either.
Adam walks up to the castle. He looks like any other human Coronet has seen, but somehow more right. More perfect. He is wearing nothing except for a very large leaf “What is this?” He says, his voice sounding just as right.
Rag and Adam are fighting, the giant unable to hit the smaller man, but Adam unable to do much damage to the monster of a man. Adam’s eyes glowing every time Rag swings at him, dodging in the last moments.
Sekiro is painting like he always is.
Donquixote is just walking around, chilling and looking for crime to note.
John is drinking, a lot, he is not in a good way. Muttering to himself about his what he says in the darkest dungeon.
*If you want any of my other characters just ask.*
*You know what, I think my flufbol is tanky enough to survive for a little bit.* A particularly heavyset strugel walks through the forest, finally stopping in front of the two fighting. He's a decent distance away, enough not to get hit by the aftershocks of Rag's attacks. He reaches into the cooler on his back and pulls out some sandwich-making supplies, and does something truly shocking with them... he makes a relatively mundane, if well-made sandwich.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Zeon, now looking a bit older is exploring the dome.
Coronet is adding a ice garden to her ice castle in the south of the dome.
They see Jason, looking not exactly as calm and happy as he always is, but not looking murdery either.
Adam walks up to the castle. He looks like any other human Coronet has seen, but somehow more right. More perfect. He is wearing nothing except for a very large leaf “What is this?” He says, his voice sounding just as right.
"Hello Mr. Jason." Zeon says politely as he approaches.
"Oh, well this is a little garden of ice sculptures that looking like plant life human. Just a little hobby of mine, since regular gardening is a bit of a hassle when your essences is darkness and winter. Can't really have a green thumb when your icy aura kills all the plants." Coronet says chipperly.
Rag and Adam are fighting, the giant unable to hit the smaller man, but Adam unable to do much damage to the monster of a man. Adam’s eyes glowing every time Rag swings at him, dodging in the last moments.
Sekiro is painting like he always is.
Donquixote is just walking around, chilling and looking for crime to note.
John is drinking, a lot, he is not in a good way. Muttering to himself about his what he says in the darkest dungeon.
*If you want any of my other characters just ask.*
*You know what, I think my flufbol is tanky enough to survive for a little bit.* A particularly heavyset strugel walks through the forest, finally stopping in front of the two fighting. He's a decent distance away, enough not to get hit by the aftershocks of Rag's attacks. He reaches into the cooler on his back and pulls out some sandwich-making supplies, and does something truly shocking with them... he makes a relatively mundane, if well-made sandwich.
*I hope they are.*
They both stop at the sight of the small creature, before Adam throws another punch at Rag, the moment is collided with his face stopping against it. They both realize this fight is entirely pointless, considering neither of them can take the other down. They both walk over to get a mediocre sandwich.
Rag and Adam are fighting, the giant unable to hit the smaller man, but Adam unable to do much damage to the monster of a man. Adam’s eyes glowing every time Rag swings at him, dodging in the last moments.
Sekiro is painting like he always is.
Donquixote is just walking around, chilling and looking for crime to note.
John is drinking, a lot, he is not in a good way. Muttering to himself about his what he says in the darkest dungeon.
*If you want any of my other characters just ask.*
*You know what, I think my flufbol is tanky enough to survive for a little bit.* A particularly heavyset strugel walks through the forest, finally stopping in front of the two fighting. He's a decent distance away, enough not to get hit by the aftershocks of Rag's attacks. He reaches into the cooler on his back and pulls out some sandwich-making supplies, and does something truly shocking with them... he makes a relatively mundane, if well-made sandwich.
*I hope they are.*
They both stop at the sight of the small creature, before Adam throws another punch at Rag, the moment is collided with his face stopping against it. They both realize this fight is entirely pointless, considering neither of them can take the other down. They both walk over to get a mediocre sandwich.
He quickly makes them both sandwiches, using much better toppings than he used for himself. A lot of them are from inside the Dome itself, but the bread is purple for some reason. He even does them the service of heating up the sandwiches. Overall, they are very good for what they are. "Here you two go!" Rag's is noticeably bigger than Adam's.
(I would roll for cook's utensils, but I don't think it would apply to making big sandwiches.)
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Zeon, now looking a bit older is exploring the dome.
Coronet is adding a ice garden to her ice castle in the south of the dome.
They see Jason, looking not exactly as calm and happy as he always is, but not looking murdery either.
Adam walks up to the castle. He looks like any other human Coronet has seen, but somehow more right. More perfect. He is wearing nothing except for a very large leaf “What is this?” He says, his voice sounding just as right.
"Hello Mr. Jason." Zeon says politely as he approaches.
"Oh, well this is a little garden of ice sculptures that looking like plant life human. Just a little hobby of mine, since regular gardening is a bit of a hassle when your essences is darkness and winter. Can't really have a green thumb when your icy aura kills all the plants." Coronet says chipperly.
Jason nods to Zeon “You look older, I assume you’re stronger too.”
Adam gets a distant look in his eyes at the word garden. Stopping in his tracks, his hands going limp. His knuckle dusters almost sliding off his fingers.
Rag and Adam are fighting, the giant unable to hit the smaller man, but Adam unable to do much damage to the monster of a man. Adam’s eyes glowing every time Rag swings at him, dodging in the last moments.
Sekiro is painting like he always is.
Donquixote is just walking around, chilling and looking for crime to note.
John is drinking, a lot, he is not in a good way. Muttering to himself about his what he says in the darkest dungeon.
*If you want any of my other characters just ask.*
*You know what, I think my flufbol is tanky enough to survive for a little bit.* A particularly heavyset strugel walks through the forest, finally stopping in front of the two fighting. He's a decent distance away, enough not to get hit by the aftershocks of Rag's attacks. He reaches into the cooler on his back and pulls out some sandwich-making supplies, and does something truly shocking with them... he makes a relatively mundane, if well-made sandwich.
*I hope they are.*
They both stop at the sight of the small creature, before Adam throws another punch at Rag, the moment is collided with his face stopping against it. They both realize this fight is entirely pointless, considering neither of them can take the other down. They both walk over to get a mediocre sandwich.
He quickly makes them both sandwiches, using much better toppings than he used for himself. A lot of them are from inside the Dome itself, but the bread is purple for some reason. He even does them the service of heating up the sandwiches. Overall, they are very good for what they are. "Here you two go!" Rag's is noticeably bigger than Adam's.
(I would roll for cook's utensils, but I don't think it would apply to making big sandwiches.)
Rag takes the very large sandwich, rubbing the small person’s head gingerly before eating the sandwich. Adam takes his sandwich and walks away after thanking them.
Zeon, now looking a bit older is exploring the dome.
Coronet is adding a ice garden to her ice castle in the south of the dome.
They see Jason, looking not exactly as calm and happy as he always is, but not looking murdery either.
Adam walks up to the castle. He looks like any other human Coronet has seen, but somehow more right. More perfect. He is wearing nothing except for a very large leaf “What is this?” He says, his voice sounding just as right.
"Hello Mr. Jason." Zeon says politely as he approaches.
"Oh, well this is a little garden of ice sculptures that looking like plant life human. Just a little hobby of mine, since regular gardening is a bit of a hassle when your essences is darkness and winter. Can't really have a green thumb when your icy aura kills all the plants." Coronet says chipperly.
Jason nods to Zeon “You look older, I assume you’re stronger too.”
Adam gets a distant look in his eyes at the word garden. Stopping in his tracks, his hands going limp. His knuckle dusters almost sliding off his fingers.
"I believe so, yes. My kind tend to age physically when we have reached milestones in our quest to grow our powers." Zeon says, before noticing the man's demeanor. "Are you alright?"
Coronet continues to sculpt some ice trees and rose bushes. "It's been a bit since I have gotten visitors, what brings you to the dome?"
He quickly makes them both sandwiches, using much better toppings than he used for himself. A lot of them are from inside the Dome itself, but the bread is purple for some reason. He even does them the service of heating up the sandwiches. Overall, they are very good for what they are. "Here you two go!" Rag's is noticeably bigger than Adam's.
(I would roll for cook's utensils, but I don't think it would apply to making big sandwiches.)
Rag takes the very large sandwich, rubbing the small person’s head gingerly before eating the sandwich. Adam takes his sandwich and walks away after thanking them.
"So... are you Rag?" He looks up at the glorious mountain of muscle before him, eating his own sandwich. "I heard he went into the Dome and didn't come out, and you look a lot like the descriptions I've heard."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Ragnaris, several miles underneath the Dome, is napping in a gigantic lava-filled cavern.
He is about to recive a very unexpected visitor, as Silyxer is making his way through the ravines and caves, flying through them with ease, to the very spot where he rests, the pink, fiery fluff ball that is his pet, Lilac, clinging to his shoulder
Ragnaris hears the sound of Silyxer's wingbeats echoing off the cavern walls, and he opens his house-sized eyes, his slit pupils darting in the direction of his son's approach.
He crashes through a wall, scattering debris everywhere, clearly misjudging the path
Ragnaris rolls his eyes, the corner of his immense mouth forming a small smile at his son's foolishness. "Hello, Silyxer. What is it you require?", he says, still laying down.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with barbecue sauce."
Zeon, now looking a bit older is exploring the dome.
Coronet is adding a ice garden to her ice castle in the south of the dome.
They see Jason, looking not exactly as calm and happy as he always is, but not looking murdery either.
Adam walks up to the castle. He looks like any other human Coronet has seen, but somehow more right. More perfect. He is wearing nothing except for a very large leaf “What is this?” He says, his voice sounding just as right.
"Hello Mr. Jason." Zeon says politely as he approaches.
"Oh, well this is a little garden of ice sculptures that looking like plant life human. Just a little hobby of mine, since regular gardening is a bit of a hassle when your essences is darkness and winter. Can't really have a green thumb when your icy aura kills all the plants." Coronet says chipperly.
Jason nods to Zeon “You look older, I assume you’re stronger too.”
Adam gets a distant look in his eyes at the word garden. Stopping in his tracks, his hands going limp. His knuckle dusters almost sliding off his fingers.
"I believe so, yes. My kind tend to age physically when we have reached milestones in our quest to grow our powers." Zeon says, before noticing the man's demeanor. "Are you alright?"
Coronet continues to sculpt some ice trees and rose bushes. "It's been a bit since I have gotten visitors, what brings you to the dome?"
The darkness fades from his eyes the moment he mentions it “Oh I’m fine. I’m like I always am. Just good old Jason Asano.”
“I was cursed to wander the world, I have decided to remain here for a while.” He says when he finally stops having faded eyes.
He quickly makes them both sandwiches, using much better toppings than he used for himself. A lot of them are from inside the Dome itself, but the bread is purple for some reason. He even does them the service of heating up the sandwiches. Overall, they are very good for what they are. "Here you two go!" Rag's is noticeably bigger than Adam's.
(I would roll for cook's utensils, but I don't think it would apply to making big sandwiches.)
Rag takes the very large sandwich, rubbing the small person’s head gingerly before eating the sandwich. Adam takes his sandwich and walks away after thanking them.
"So... are you Rag?" He looks up at the glorious mountain of muscle before him, eating his own sandwich. "I heard he went into the Dome and didn't come out, and you look a lot like the descriptions I've heard."
“Ragnerious is I. The real question is who are you?” He says biting into the sandwich, obviously enjoying himself, very very much. Not looking down on the person with disdain, but with care and interest.
He quickly makes them both sandwiches, using much better toppings than he used for himself. A lot of them are from inside the Dome itself, but the bread is purple for some reason. He even does them the service of heating up the sandwiches. Overall, they are very good for what they are. "Here you two go!" Rag's is noticeably bigger than Adam's.
(I would roll for cook's utensils, but I don't think it would apply to making big sandwiches.)
Rag takes the very large sandwich, rubbing the small person’s head gingerly before eating the sandwich. Adam takes his sandwich and walks away after thanking them.
"So... are you Rag?" He looks up at the glorious mountain of muscle before him, eating his own sandwich. "I heard he went into the Dome and didn't come out, and you look a lot like the descriptions I've heard."
“Ragnerious is I. The real question is who are you?” He says biting into the sandwich, obviously enjoying himself, very very much. Not looking down on the person with disdain, but with care and interest.
"Felix Ambersmoke. I'm a renowned chef on my island, and I wanted to see if I could learn from you. I heard that you were an accomplished cook yourself and that you cook monsters regularly. I've always wanted to be good at that, but I wanted to know your opinion. If it's bad, I thought, maybe I could learn from you." he looks down at the ground. "If you don't mind, sir, may I prepare something for you? A sandwich, even one that size, couldn't be filling to a being as large and strong as you."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Zeon, now looking a bit older is exploring the dome.
Coronet is adding a ice garden to her ice castle in the south of the dome.
They see Jason, looking not exactly as calm and happy as he always is, but not looking murdery either.
Adam walks up to the castle. He looks like any other human Coronet has seen, but somehow more right. More perfect. He is wearing nothing except for a very large leaf “What is this?” He says, his voice sounding just as right.
"Hello Mr. Jason." Zeon says politely as he approaches.
"Oh, well this is a little garden of ice sculptures that looking like plant life human. Just a little hobby of mine, since regular gardening is a bit of a hassle when your essences is darkness and winter. Can't really have a green thumb when your icy aura kills all the plants." Coronet says chipperly.
Jason nods to Zeon “You look older, I assume you’re stronger too.”
Adam gets a distant look in his eyes at the word garden. Stopping in his tracks, his hands going limp. His knuckle dusters almost sliding off his fingers.
"I believe so, yes. My kind tend to age physically when we have reached milestones in our quest to grow our powers." Zeon says, before noticing the man's demeanor. "Are you alright?"
Coronet continues to sculpt some ice trees and rose bushes. "It's been a bit since I have gotten visitors, what brings you to the dome?"
The darkness fades from his eyes the moment he mentions it “Oh I’m fine. I’m like I always am. Just good old Jason Asano.”
“I was cursed to wander the world, I have decided to remain here for a while.” He says when he finally stops having faded eyes.
"If you are sure, but its ok if you are not....its ok not to be ok sometimes. It's something I have learned over the years." Zeon says a bit solemnly before shifting to a lighter tone. "So what has been going on in the dome, any interesting characters recently? I have been a bit out of the loop, and I wasn't really all that in the loop before either." He says with a bit of a chuckle as Dufort, his spell book floats beside him.
"Oh, shame about your curse my dear. If you ever want to talk about it, Aunty Coronet has become quite the good ear to vent to over my long life." She says with a bit of a cackle as she waves her boney claw and a table with different warm beverages and different sweets appears. "Tea or Coffee dear?"
Johnny is riding around on his horse, coincidentally whistling Johnny B. Goode
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
He quickly makes them both sandwiches, using much better toppings than he used for himself. A lot of them are from inside the Dome itself, but the bread is purple for some reason. He even does them the service of heating up the sandwiches. Overall, they are very good for what they are. "Here you two go!" Rag's is noticeably bigger than Adam's.
(I would roll for cook's utensils, but I don't think it would apply to making big sandwiches.)
Rag takes the very large sandwich, rubbing the small person’s head gingerly before eating the sandwich. Adam takes his sandwich and walks away after thanking them.
"So... are you Rag?" He looks up at the glorious mountain of muscle before him, eating his own sandwich. "I heard he went into the Dome and didn't come out, and you look a lot like the descriptions I've heard."
“Ragnerious is I. The real question is who are you?” He says biting into the sandwich, obviously enjoying himself, very very much. Not looking down on the person with disdain, but with care and interest.
"Felix Ambersmoke. I'm a renowned chef on my island, and I wanted to see if I could learn from you. I heard that you were an accomplished cook yourself and that you cook monsters regularly. I've always wanted to be good at that, but I wanted to know your opinion. If it's bad, I thought, maybe I could learn from you." he looks down at the ground. "If you don't mind, sir, may I prepare something for you? A sandwich, even one that size, couldn't be filling to a being as large and strong as you."
Rag looks down at them, and when they mention him being an accomplished cook but nods “I would be an idiot if I said no to free food. I’m flattered by you saying how big and strong I am, I would be happy to try whatever food you make.” He sits down “My only condition is I need to make something for you in exchange.”
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*Ragnerious, just call him Rag.*
Adam nods and enters the dome, swiftly disappearing out of sight.
He crashes through a wall, scattering debris everywhere, clearly misjudging the path
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Rag and Adam are fighting, the giant unable to hit the smaller man, but Adam unable to do much damage to the monster of a man. Adam’s eyes glowing every time Rag swings at him, dodging in the last moments.
Sekiro is painting like he always is.
Donquixote is just walking around, chilling and looking for crime to note.
John is drinking, a lot, he is not in a good way. Muttering to himself about his what he says in the darkest dungeon.
*If you want any of my other characters just ask.*
Zeon, now looking a bit older is exploring the dome.
Alabastor has just taken down a scourged-plagued dragon and is harvesting parts of the creature.
Coronet is adding a ice garden to her ice castle in the south of the dome.
They see Jason, looking not exactly as calm and happy as he always is, but not looking murdery either.
Adam walks up to the castle. He looks like any other human Coronet has seen, but somehow more right. More perfect. He is wearing nothing except for a very large leaf “What is this?” He says, his voice sounding just as right.
*You know what, I think my flufbol is tanky enough to survive for a little bit.*
A particularly heavyset strugel walks through the forest, finally stopping in front of the two fighting. He's a decent distance away, enough not to get hit by the aftershocks of Rag's attacks. He reaches into the cooler on his back and pulls out some sandwich-making supplies, and does something truly shocking with them... he makes a relatively mundane, if well-made sandwich.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Hello Mr. Jason." Zeon says politely as he approaches.
"Oh, well this is a little garden of ice sculptures that looking like plant life human. Just a little hobby of mine, since regular gardening is a bit of a hassle when your essences is darkness and winter. Can't really have a green thumb when your icy aura kills all the plants." Coronet says chipperly.
*I hope they are.*
They both stop at the sight of the small creature, before Adam throws another punch at Rag, the moment is collided with his face stopping against it. They both realize this fight is entirely pointless, considering neither of them can take the other down. They both walk over to get a mediocre sandwich.
He quickly makes them both sandwiches, using much better toppings than he used for himself. A lot of them are from inside the Dome itself, but the bread is purple for some reason. He even does them the service of heating up the sandwiches. Overall, they are very good for what they are. "Here you two go!" Rag's is noticeably bigger than Adam's.
(I would roll for cook's utensils, but I don't think it would apply to making big sandwiches.)
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Jason nods to Zeon “You look older, I assume you’re stronger too.”
Adam gets a distant look in his eyes at the word garden. Stopping in his tracks, his hands going limp. His knuckle dusters almost sliding off his fingers.
Rag takes the very large sandwich, rubbing the small person’s head gingerly before eating the sandwich. Adam takes his sandwich and walks away after thanking them.
"I believe so, yes. My kind tend to age physically when we have reached milestones in our quest to grow our powers." Zeon says, before noticing the man's demeanor. "Are you alright?"
Coronet continues to sculpt some ice trees and rose bushes. "It's been a bit since I have gotten visitors, what brings you to the dome?"
"So... are you Rag?" He looks up at the glorious mountain of muscle before him, eating his own sandwich. "I heard he went into the Dome and didn't come out, and you look a lot like the descriptions I've heard."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Ragnaris rolls his eyes, the corner of his immense mouth forming a small smile at his son's foolishness. "Hello, Silyxer. What is it you require?", he says, still laying down.
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The darkness fades from his eyes the moment he mentions it “Oh I’m fine. I’m like I always am. Just good old Jason Asano.”
“I was cursed to wander the world, I have decided to remain here for a while.” He says when he finally stops having faded eyes.
“Ragnerious is I. The real question is who are you?” He says biting into the sandwich, obviously enjoying himself, very very much. Not looking down on the person with disdain, but with care and interest.
"Felix Ambersmoke. I'm a renowned chef on my island, and I wanted to see if I could learn from you. I heard that you were an accomplished cook yourself and that you cook monsters regularly. I've always wanted to be good at that, but I wanted to know your opinion. If it's bad, I thought, maybe I could learn from you." he looks down at the ground. "If you don't mind, sir, may I prepare something for you? A sandwich, even one that size, couldn't be filling to a being as large and strong as you."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"If you are sure, but its ok if you are not....its ok not to be ok sometimes. It's something I have learned over the years." Zeon says a bit solemnly before shifting to a lighter tone. "So what has been going on in the dome, any interesting characters recently? I have been a bit out of the loop, and I wasn't really all that in the loop before either." He says with a bit of a chuckle as Dufort, his spell book floats beside him.
"Oh, shame about your curse my dear. If you ever want to talk about it, Aunty Coronet has become quite the good ear to vent to over my long life." She says with a bit of a cackle as she waves her boney claw and a table with different warm beverages and different sweets appears. "Tea or Coffee dear?"
Johnny is riding around on his horse, coincidentally whistling Johnny B. Goode
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
Rag looks down at them, and when they mention him being an accomplished cook but nods “I would be an idiot if I said no to free food. I’m flattered by you saying how big and strong I am, I would be happy to try whatever food you make.” He sits down “My only condition is I need to make something for you in exchange.”