Felix nods. "You must be a fighter. I am a cook who specializes in assisting combatants using performance-enhancing meals. Well, performance-enhancing is a stretch, but they definitely make you stronger and feel better. I get the impression you typically cover a functionally similar role in your party, so I'm sure you understand. I take pride in my work, so if you're ever hungry in the future, I'll be right here."
"I can always appreciate someone with a craft similar to my own. Even though some may say our crafts are different, we both use instruments, and make fabulous performances." He rubs his chin "That might make a good poem, does that sound like a good enough metaphor to you my smaller friend?" He says, the eyes underneath his mask glowing with a piercing blue, a smile within them, and just a slight sprinkle of madness.
*If Felix were in DD, he would probably be like the Flagellant where he gets stronger when he has high stress.*
"I wouldn't know. I've always sucked at poetry." Felix takes a bite out of one of the purple croissants. "My craft is much slower, and a bit more physically expensive to produce... but I think we'd compliment each other, not compete. That could be an interesting experiment, actually. Maybe we can find a dungeon and a party to try it out"
*I'll brb*
*I was thinking closer to the Antiquarian, Buffs and little damage output on their own.*
He smiles, the mask magically shifting to have a wide smile "I would love to try that, although we would need some people with some real power behind their attacks. We should compliment each other more than we should oppose each other, after all, no performance is complete without food and music."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*If Felix were in DD, he would probably be like the Flagellant where he gets stronger when he has high stress.*
"I wouldn't know. I've always sucked at poetry." Felix takes a bite out of one of the purple croissants. "My craft is much slower, and a bit more physically expensive to produce... but I think we'd compliment each other, not compete. That could be an interesting experiment, actually. Maybe we can find a dungeon and a party to try it out"
*I'll brb*
*I was thinking closer to the Antiquarian, Buffs and little damage output on their own.*
He smiles, the mask magically shifting to have a wide smile "I would love to try that, although we would need some people with some real power behind their attacks. We should compliment each other more than we should oppose each other, after all, no performance is complete without food and music."
*That is a good point. Also, damn that took longer than expected.*
"Hmm... I don't know any heroes who would be willing to help. There's Helianth, but it seems more like a mage than a fighter. The Beastknight spends a lot of time guarding the Keep, so I don't think he'll come with us... and Egregore is a trickster, not a combatant... maybe the King himself, if we can reach him."
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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.
*If Felix were in DD, he would probably be like the Flagellant where he gets stronger when he has high stress.*
"I wouldn't know. I've always sucked at poetry." Felix takes a bite out of one of the purple croissants. "My craft is much slower, and a bit more physically expensive to produce... but I think we'd compliment each other, not compete. That could be an interesting experiment, actually. Maybe we can find a dungeon and a party to try it out"
*I'll brb*
*I was thinking closer to the Antiquarian, Buffs and little damage output on their own.*
He smiles, the mask magically shifting to have a wide smile "I would love to try that, although we would need some people with some real power behind their attacks. We should compliment each other more than we should oppose each other, after all, no performance is complete without food and music."
*That is a good point. Also, damn that took longer than expected.*
"Hmm... I don't know any heroes who would be willing to help. There's Helianth, but it seems more like a mage than a fighter. The Beastknight spends a lot of time guarding the Keep, so I don't think he'll come with us... and Egregore is a trickster, not a combatant... maybe the King himself, if we can reach him."
*Sorry for disappearing.*
“Honestly I think I might know a guy, but he’s even crazier than I am. He hits like a landslide though, his sword slices through most things like butter. It would take him a long time who would travel here.” He says grabbing some of the food, sticking it through his mask, seemingly not real although it hides his face perfectly.
*That is a good point. Also, damn that took longer than expected.*
"Hmm... I don't know any heroes who would be willing to help. There's Helianth, but it seems more like a mage than a fighter. The Beastknight spends a lot of time guarding the Keep, so I don't think he'll come with us... and Egregore is a trickster, not a combatant... maybe the King himself, if we can reach him."
*Sorry for disappearing.*
“Honestly I think I might know a guy, but he’s even crazier than I am. He hits like a landslide though, his sword slices through most things like butter. It would take him a long time who would travel here.” He says grabbing some of the food, sticking it through his mask, seemingly not real although it hides his face perfectly.
*All good, I did it first*
"Sounds terrifying. We need one more person, I think."
*That is a good point. Also, damn that took longer than expected.*
"Hmm... I don't know any heroes who would be willing to help. There's Helianth, but it seems more like a mage than a fighter. The Beastknight spends a lot of time guarding the Keep, so I don't think he'll come with us... and Egregore is a trickster, not a combatant... maybe the King himself, if we can reach him."
*Sorry for disappearing.*
“Honestly I think I might know a guy, but he’s even crazier than I am. He hits like a landslide though, his sword slices through most things like butter. It would take him a long time who would travel here.” He says grabbing some of the food, sticking it through his mask, seemingly not real although it hides his face perfectly.
*All good, I did it first*
"Sounds terrifying. We need one more person, I think."
“Yeah four adventurers is the safest number we could have. In the meantime I should probably get a job somewhere.”
*That is a good point. Also, damn that took longer than expected.*
"Hmm... I don't know any heroes who would be willing to help. There's Helianth, but it seems more like a mage than a fighter. The Beastknight spends a lot of time guarding the Keep, so I don't think he'll come with us... and Egregore is a trickster, not a combatant... maybe the King himself, if we can reach him."
*Sorry for disappearing.*
“Honestly I think I might know a guy, but he’s even crazier than I am. He hits like a landslide though, his sword slices through most things like butter. It would take him a long time who would travel here.” He says grabbing some of the food, sticking it through his mask, seemingly not real although it hides his face perfectly.
*All good, I did it first*
"Sounds terrifying. We need one more person, I think."
“Yeah four adventurers is the safest number we could have. In the meantime I should probably get a job somewhere.”
"Seems like the Keep could use a jester. Perhaps a job there would suit you. But if royalty doesn't suit your tastes, I have a small restaurant set up and I could pay for some entertainment to keep the customers happy. The court would be better for your coinpurse, though."
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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.
*That is a good point. Also, damn that took longer than expected.*
"Hmm... I don't know any heroes who would be willing to help. There's Helianth, but it seems more like a mage than a fighter. The Beastknight spends a lot of time guarding the Keep, so I don't think he'll come with us... and Egregore is a trickster, not a combatant... maybe the King himself, if we can reach him."
*Sorry for disappearing.*
“Honestly I think I might know a guy, but he’s even crazier than I am. He hits like a landslide though, his sword slices through most things like butter. It would take him a long time who would travel here.” He says grabbing some of the food, sticking it through his mask, seemingly not real although it hides his face perfectly.
*All good, I did it first*
"Sounds terrifying. We need one more person, I think."
“Yeah four adventurers is the safest number we could have. In the meantime I should probably get a job somewhere.”
"Seems like the Keep could use a jester. Perhaps a job there would suit you. But if royalty doesn't suit your tastes, I have a small restaurant set up and I could pay for some entertainment to keep the customers happy. The court would be better for your coinpurse, though."
“I’ve dealt with another royals in my day to handle anybody. The Keep will be seeing a new jester among their ranks soon enough. Thanks for the offer though, real kind of you.”
"Seems like the Keep could use a jester. Perhaps a job there would suit you. But if royalty doesn't suit your tastes, I have a small restaurant set up and I could pay for some entertainment to keep the customers happy. The court would be better for your coinpurse, though."
“I’ve dealt with another royals in my day to handle anybody. The Keep will be seeing a new jester among their ranks soon enough. Thanks for the offer though, real kind of you.”
"You are very welcome, newcomer. I should ask your name since I'll be seeing a lot of you. My name is Felix. What is yours?"
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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.
"Seems like the Keep could use a jester. Perhaps a job there would suit you. But if royalty doesn't suit your tastes, I have a small restaurant set up and I could pay for some entertainment to keep the customers happy. The court would be better for your coinpurse, though."
“I’ve dealt with another royals in my day to handle anybody. The Keep will be seeing a new jester among their ranks soon enough. Thanks for the offer though, real kind of you.”
"You are very welcome, newcomer. I should ask your name since I'll be seeing a lot of you. My name is Felix. What is yours?"
“Everyone just calls me Jester, never been one for names or other labels like that. If you ask for the Jester I’ll be around soon after.”
"Seems like the Keep could use a jester. Perhaps a job there would suit you. But if royalty doesn't suit your tastes, I have a small restaurant set up and I could pay for some entertainment to keep the customers happy. The court would be better for your coinpurse, though."
“I’ve dealt with another royals in my day to handle anybody. The Keep will be seeing a new jester among their ranks soon enough. Thanks for the offer though, real kind of you.”
"You are very welcome, newcomer. I should ask your name since I'll be seeing a lot of you. My name is Felix. What is yours?"
“Everyone just calls me Jester, never been one for names or other labels like that. If you ask for the Jester I’ll be around soon after.”
"Of course. Makes things a lot simpler. Well, see you around! Or maybe I won't. I don't spend a lot of time in the Keep, and I get the feeling you'll have regular audiences with the king."
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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.
"Seems like the Keep could use a jester. Perhaps a job there would suit you. But if royalty doesn't suit your tastes, I have a small restaurant set up and I could pay for some entertainment to keep the customers happy. The court would be better for your coinpurse, though."
“I’ve dealt with another royals in my day to handle anybody. The Keep will be seeing a new jester among their ranks soon enough. Thanks for the offer though, real kind of you.”
"You are very welcome, newcomer. I should ask your name since I'll be seeing a lot of you. My name is Felix. What is yours?"
“Everyone just calls me Jester, never been one for names or other labels like that. If you ask for the Jester I’ll be around soon after.”
"Of course. Makes things a lot simpler. Well, see you around! Or maybe I won't. I don't spend a lot of time in the Keep, and I get the feeling you'll have regular audiences with the king."
“You never know, I might come visit here regularly, but that’s only a might. Anyway, see you another time, maybe, have a good one.” He walks away, going back onto his horse and rides away.
"...I am... Helianth..." Helianth drops the crushed apple's remains on the ground. coiling its gnarled roots around another nearby.
"Got any siblings? Hobbies? Favorite color, perchance?" This barrel Bob happens to be very chatty.
"...Such things... hold little... meaning... to me..." The flower crushes the second apple, draining and discarding it like the last. "...I came here... seeking... the sun..."
"Oh. Huh." He scratches his slimy, hairless head. "And I came here seeking some fun! Notice the rhyme there. Anyways, how are the apples?"
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
Fahkar is doing his usual stuff, AKA ghoul hunting.
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
The Lumberjack has walked out of the forest, dragging a long behind them in one hand, numerous splinters the size of toothpicks embedded into his hand, although he doesn’t seem to mind it. His belt and axe clanging against each other with every step he takes.
The Jester has begun to head towards the Keep, looking for both a place to rest and work to be found, standing atop his horse as it rides in that general direction, making slight turns when they get off track.
*Is there a blacksmith in town? Because I have an idea for another character, also just to mention, The Lumberjack is an elf and the Jester is a tiefling.*
The Lumberjack has walked out of the forest, dragging a long behind them in one hand, numerous splinters the size of toothpicks embedded into his hand, although he doesn’t seem to mind it. His belt and axe clanging against each other with every step he takes.
The Jester has begun to head towards the Keep, looking for both a place to rest and work to be found, standing atop his horse as it rides in that general direction, making slight turns when they get off track.
*Is there a blacksmith in town? Because I have an idea for another character, also just to mention, The Lumberjack is an elf and the Jester is a tiefling.*
*I will be really slow today. There is not an established blacksmith yet but there can be if you want one.* The Lumberjack spies a tall, strong armed man with a beard of autumn leaves sitting under a tree. A goose feather cloak is pulled right across his broad shoulders to ward against the wind. He holds a crooked stick and is scratching strange symbols in the dirt.
Helianth is skulking about the library, picking up and leafing through multiple books at once as it slithers between the shelves.
You notice a small brown bird seems to flutter by overhead. It seems to be watching you.
The crooked flower looks up at the bird, curious. "How did you get in here, little one?" It sets down the books it was reading and stands to its full height.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
The Lumberjack has walked out of the forest, dragging a long behind them in one hand, numerous splinters the size of toothpicks embedded into his hand, although he doesn’t seem to mind it. His belt and axe clanging against each other with every step he takes.
The Jester has begun to head towards the Keep, looking for both a place to rest and work to be found, standing atop his horse as it rides in that general direction, making slight turns when they get off track.
*Is there a blacksmith in town? Because I have an idea for another character, also just to mention, The Lumberjack is an elf and the Jester is a tiefling.*
*I will be really slow today. There is not an established blacksmith yet but there can be if you want one.* The Lumberjack spies a tall, strong armed man with a beard of autumn leaves sitting under a tree. A goose feather cloak is pulled right across his broad shoulders to ward against the wind. He holds a crooked stick and is scratching strange symbols in the dirt.
*Might make one later then*
The Lumberjack, being a strong armed man himself walks over to put his log down. Once he reaches them, letting go of the tree, and leans against the tree, beginning to pick the splinters out of his hand, blood steadily dripping to the dirt as he does so, making it into mud.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Helianth is skulking about the library, picking up and leafing through multiple books at once as it slithers between the shelves.
You notice a small brown bird seems to flutter by overhead. It seems to be watching you.
The crooked flower looks up at the bird, curious. "How did you get in here, little one?" It sets down the books it was reading and stands to its full height.
The bird watches you shrewdly. Or as shrewd as a bird can look.
Then you hear a sound behind you. The sort of rustle a body makes when it has approached unnoticed and desires to attract your attention.
”Hello,” says the sharp voice of a man, “Is there anything I can do to help you?”
*I was thinking closer to the Antiquarian, Buffs and little damage output on their own.*
He smiles, the mask magically shifting to have a wide smile "I would love to try that, although we would need some people with some real power behind their attacks. We should compliment each other more than we should oppose each other, after all, no performance is complete without food and music."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*That is a good point. Also, damn that took longer than expected.*
"Hmm... I don't know any heroes who would be willing to help. There's Helianth, but it seems more like a mage than a fighter. The Beastknight spends a lot of time guarding the Keep, so I don't think he'll come with us... and Egregore is a trickster, not a combatant... maybe the King himself, if we can reach him."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Sorry for disappearing.*
“Honestly I think I might know a guy, but he’s even crazier than I am. He hits like a landslide though, his sword slices through most things like butter. It would take him a long time who would travel here.” He says grabbing some of the food, sticking it through his mask, seemingly not real although it hides his face perfectly.
*All good, I did it first*
"Sounds terrifying. We need one more person, I think."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Yeah four adventurers is the safest number we could have. In the meantime I should probably get a job somewhere.”
"Seems like the Keep could use a jester. Perhaps a job there would suit you. But if royalty doesn't suit your tastes, I have a small restaurant set up and I could pay for some entertainment to keep the customers happy. The court would be better for your coinpurse, though."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“I’ve dealt with another royals in my day to handle anybody. The Keep will be seeing a new jester among their ranks soon enough. Thanks for the offer though, real kind of you.”
"You are very welcome, newcomer. I should ask your name since I'll be seeing a lot of you. My name is Felix. What is yours?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Everyone just calls me Jester, never been one for names or other labels like that. If you ask for the Jester I’ll be around soon after.”
"Of course. Makes things a lot simpler. Well, see you around! Or maybe I won't. I don't spend a lot of time in the Keep, and I get the feeling you'll have regular audiences with the king."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“You never know, I might come visit here regularly, but that’s only a might. Anyway, see you another time, maybe, have a good one.” He walks away, going back onto his horse and rides away.
"Oh. Huh." He scratches his slimy, hairless head. "And I came here seeking some fun! Notice the rhyme there. Anyways, how are the apples?"
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
⌞╚════════════ Extended Signature ════════════╝⌟
Fahkar is doing his usual stuff, AKA ghoul hunting.
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
The Lumberjack has walked out of the forest, dragging a long behind them in one hand, numerous splinters the size of toothpicks embedded into his hand, although he doesn’t seem to mind it. His belt and axe clanging against each other with every step he takes.
The Jester has begun to head towards the Keep, looking for both a place to rest and work to be found, standing atop his horse as it rides in that general direction, making slight turns when they get off track.
*Is there a blacksmith in town? Because I have an idea for another character, also just to mention, The Lumberjack is an elf and the Jester is a tiefling.*
Helianth is skulking about the library, picking up and leafing through multiple books at once as it slithers between the shelves.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*I will be really slow today. There is not an established blacksmith yet but there can be if you want one.*
The Lumberjack spies a tall, strong armed man with a beard of autumn leaves sitting under a tree. A goose feather cloak is pulled right across his broad shoulders to ward against the wind. He holds a crooked stick and is scratching strange symbols in the dirt.
You notice a small brown bird seems to flutter by overhead. It seems to be watching you.
The crooked flower looks up at the bird, curious. "How did you get in here, little one?" It sets down the books it was reading and stands to its full height.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*Might make one later then*
The Lumberjack, being a strong armed man himself walks over to put his log down. Once he reaches them, letting go of the tree, and leans against the tree, beginning to pick the splinters out of his hand, blood steadily dripping to the dirt as he does so, making it into mud.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
The bird watches you shrewdly. Or as shrewd as a bird can look.
Then you hear a sound behind you. The sort of rustle a body makes when it has approached unnoticed and desires to attract your attention.
”Hello,” says the sharp voice of a man, “Is there anything I can do to help you?”