The journal pages detail the events that Adeline described, as well as numerous other smaller events- providing some bedrolls for a pair of hikers under-prepared for the cold, occasional sightings of birds or deer or a lone boar digging for food, and other less magical encounters and sights. "Is that so? When the topic arose, they claimed you owed them a sweater... an attempt to trick me, perhaps, though I would've made one for it if it just asked." She takes the journal back, resuming her writings. "I've only heard whispers of the Barley King before... what makes it so important, that the whole kingdom goes to search for it?"
When she mentions the sweater, Mother Moth seems to remember something. “Oh, yes! I remember him… we had encountered long, long ago… He was imprisoned in Ghulheim, after that. I believe… about the Barley King-… I’m not entirely sure-… that knowledge lies in the Autumn Court and the Barley King’s cult-… but it keeps Augustus in power.”
"He must've found a way to escape, then- I wonder how he did it..." She thinks for a moment, her antennae twitching slightly, before her attention drifts to something else. "Ah, so that's why it's so important. I hope nothing bad happens to it, then- this place is already chaotic enough... on another note, how are things at the Sanctuary faring? It's been a while since I've returned."
“It’s been quite well! I have had a few visitors, more than we’ve had in other places. The conditions still aren’t suitable for the moths to hatch, however…”
Her smile drops a bit upon hearing that last sentence. "How long do you think it'll be until the conditions are right?"
“Well, they’d thrive the best in a spring environment, but we clearly aren’t getting that… a while, at least. We’ll need to wait for warmer days. For Autumn, at least. That should be enough.”
"Yes, that should be enough." She agrees, hopeful that those warmer days will come soon. "At the very least, it seems the spiders are thriving here."
“Yes,” she smiles, taking a black widow in her hand and observing it. “They’re all throughout the country, even before we arrived.”
A young ogrillion, resembling a boar-man with orange fur, has recently become talk of the Keep of Painted Leaves. Apparently, he can cure any ailment or curse. He was a poor boy just before this, but is now dressed in finery fit for a prince. He keeps a blindfold over his eyes and doesn't seem to care for etiquette, and randomly seems to argue with the air.
Right now he's training with a great epee, a massive dueling sword. He seems frustrated with the length of the weapon, clearly only used to large stones and daggers.
You notice a brass face peeking out at you from behind a pile of ruined cobblestone. The face notices you noticing it and springs out, twitching with some sort of nervous agitation. "Greetings!" shouts the metal rabbit, "The October Hare at your service. Forgive me for staring but I heard tell of your accomplishments and immediately sought you out."
He stabs his massive sword into the ground, gratitude on his face. He smiles at the October Hare. "I'm glad you consider them accomplishments." He chuckles, then stops abruptly, looking to the side. "No, shut up. I'm talking right now. You're making me look crazy."
The lenses on his amber colored eyes click together in a befuddled blink. His head twitches as he looks about to see if there is anyone else around but finding no one he continues, "Er... yes, I've heard marvelous stories of your miraculous gifts. Of curses lifted and sickness healed."
*Well right now there is only one established. A member of the court would have more authority and power than anyone else in that region (the Autumn Country) and they probably have some domain or duty that they oversee. For example, Julius is the Harvest Prince and is in charge of the harvest produce and the Librarian is in charge of the Library which is a focal point of knowledge, secrets, and magic. An emissary from another court would be respected and their authority would be recognized, but they would be guests and are under the King's hospitality.*
*There are also other 'members' of the court that aren't exactly noble. The October Hare might be considered to be a part of the Autumn Court, but he is considered more of a respected servant than a power wielding courtier. He has several important duties that he sees too, namely the upkeep of every clock in the land, but obviously that duty isn't on the same level as someone who guides the dead to the afterlife or guards a sacred tomb.*
*okay question could i make someone for a summer court?*
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"No matter how?" He says with an arched eyebrow, "Surely there are catalysts you wouldn't use?"
They don't respond to the question, beginning to walk, looking for something as they begin wandering off.
There is a flash of worry on his face, but the April Fish's mind lingers at times and dances at times and right now it feels like dancing from one thought to the next. "Are you searching for something?"
*Hey, Arch and Yvonne, are you interested in RP as well?*
*I'd love to rp! Any specific character(s) you'd like?*
*Bring whoever you'd like! I'm hoping to play the Medium and CRAVEBOIL*
*Works with me! Here, take your pick!*
The Ravenous Flame has not stopped its rampage from the moment it was released into the Autumn Country, burning away at any supernatural prey it can find. At the moment, though, it's in the midst of a large plains of swaying sunflowers, burning the entire field down, seeming fueled by rage in addition to hunger.
Ghoul-ianth has heard of the success in catching the Barley King, and is currently making its slow return back to Ghulhiem to celebrate their victory.
Adeline is wandering the Autumn Country, taking note of everything she sees in her little journal.
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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 journal pages detail the events that Adeline described, as well as numerous other smaller events- providing some bedrolls for a pair of hikers under-prepared for the cold, occasional sightings of birds or deer or a lone boar digging for food, and other less magical encounters and sights. "Is that so? When the topic arose, they claimed you owed them a sweater... an attempt to trick me, perhaps, though I would've made one for it if it just asked." She takes the journal back, resuming her writings. "I've only heard whispers of the Barley King before... what makes it so important, that the whole kingdom goes to search for it?"
When she mentions the sweater, Mother Moth seems to remember something. “Oh, yes! I remember him… we had encountered long, long ago… He was imprisoned in Ghulheim, after that. I believe… about the Barley King-… I’m not entirely sure-… that knowledge lies in the Autumn Court and the Barley King’s cult-… but it keeps Augustus in power.”
"He must've found a way to escape, then- I wonder how he did it..." She thinks for a moment, her antennae twitching slightly, before her attention drifts to something else. "Ah, so that's why it's so important. I hope nothing bad happens to it, then- this place is already chaotic enough... on another note, how are things at the Sanctuary faring? It's been a while since I've returned."
“It’s been quite well! I have had a few visitors, more than we’ve had in other places. The conditions still aren’t suitable for the moths to hatch, however…”
Her smile drops a bit upon hearing that last sentence. "How long do you think it'll be until the conditions are right?"
“Well, they’d thrive the best in a spring environment, but we clearly aren’t getting that… a while, at least. We’ll need to wait for warmer days. For Autumn, at least. That should be enough.”
"Yes, that should be enough." She agrees, hopeful that those warmer days will come soon. "At the very least, it seems the spiders are thriving here."
“Yes,” she smiles, taking a black widow in her hand and observing it. “They’re all throughout the country, even before we arrived.”
Adeline leans in a bit closer to see, her large eyes fixated on the spider. A dozen or so similar spiders crawl out from underneath the blanket she has wrapped around herself. "I've seen dozens, if not hundreds, in this part of the woods alone. These ones have been with me for a while- I think they like my warmth."
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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)
*hey dark how do the courts work are the people in said courts based off of holidays and events like for example there is a character called 4th of july?*
*Yes, there have been characters based off of or involved with certain holidays. There is a specific holiday in October that the October Hare meshes with, I didn't just pick a random month for his name, and the Flame of Fawkes is an imprisoned spirit of revolution tied to the 5th of November. However that is just character design and is not required to be a part of the court.*
*Well right now there is only one established. A member of the court would have more authority and power than anyone else in that region (the Autumn Country) and they probably have some domain or duty that they oversee. For example, Julius is the Harvest Prince and is in charge of the harvest produce and the Librarian is in charge of the Library which is a focal point of knowledge, secrets, and magic. An emissary from another court would be respected and their authority would be recognized, but they would be guests and are under the King's hospitality.*
*There are also other 'members' of the court that aren't exactly noble. The October Hare might be considered to be a part of the Autumn Court, but he is considered more of a respected servant than a power wielding courtier. He has several important duties that he sees too, namely the upkeep of every clock in the land, but obviously that duty isn't on the same level as someone who guides the dead to the afterlife or guards a sacred tomb.*
*okay question could i make someone for a summer court?*
*I suppose you could. Nothing has been made about the summer court yet though Helianth is trying to turn the Autumn Country into summer. The Autumn Court would definitely want to know why you're in their territory but, as the King says, all are welcome in the Autumn Country.*
"No matter how?" He says with an arched eyebrow, "Surely there are catalysts you wouldn't use?"
They don't respond to the question, beginning to walk, looking for something as they begin wandering off.
There is a flash of worry on his face, but the April Fish's mind lingers at times and dances at times and right now it feels like dancing from one thought to the next. "Are you searching for something?"
"I... I am going to go find people, observe them, learn what it means, what change is needed." They say, stopping for a moment to look out at the world around them, "What change is needed around the world."
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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.'
*hey dark how do the courts work are the people in said courts based off of holidays and events like for example there is a character called 4th of july?*
*Yes, there have been characters based off of or involved with certain holidays. There is a specific holiday in October that the October Hare meshes with, I didn't just pick a random month for his name, and the Flame of Fawkes is an imprisoned spirit of revolution tied to the 5th of November. However that is just character design and is not required to be a part of the court.*
*Well right now there is only one established. A member of the court would have more authority and power than anyone else in that region (the Autumn Country) and they probably have some domain or duty that they oversee. For example, Julius is the Harvest Prince and is in charge of the harvest produce and the Librarian is in charge of the Library which is a focal point of knowledge, secrets, and magic. An emissary from another court would be respected and their authority would be recognized, but they would be guests and are under the King's hospitality.*
*There are also other 'members' of the court that aren't exactly noble. The October Hare might be considered to be a part of the Autumn Court, but he is considered more of a respected servant than a power wielding courtier. He has several important duties that he sees too, namely the upkeep of every clock in the land, but obviously that duty isn't on the same level as someone who guides the dead to the afterlife or guards a sacred tomb.*
*okay question could i make someone for a summer court?*
*I suppose you could. Nothing has been made about the summer court yet though Helianth is trying to turn the Autumn Country into summer. The Autumn Court would definitely want to know why you're in their territory but, as the King says, all are welcome in the Autumn Country.*
*hmm i'm going to make a character called the aramar evergreen the archer of july will that work?*
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Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
He stabs his massive sword into the ground, gratitude on his face. He smiles at the October Hare. "I'm glad you consider them accomplishments." He chuckles, then stops abruptly, looking to the side. "No, shut up. I'm talking right now. You're making me look crazy."
The lenses on his amber colored eyes click together in a befuddled blink. His head twitches as he looks about to see if there is anyone else around but finding no one he continues, "Er... yes, I've heard marvelous stories of your miraculous gifts. Of curses lifted and sickness healed."
"Yes, I have been blessed by nature. I can purify the world around me and exorcise the spirits that bring maledictions." He sounds proud. "It's so cool to meet members of the Autumn Court in person, too! I've always wanted to talk to you guys, but I was too busy trying to survive. You've done so much good for us little guys."
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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.
"No matter how?" He says with an arched eyebrow, "Surely there are catalysts you wouldn't use?"
They don't respond to the question, beginning to walk, looking for something as they begin wandering off.
There is a flash of worry on his face, but the April Fish's mind lingers at times and dances at times and right now it feels like dancing from one thought to the next. "Are you searching for something?"
"I... I am going to go find people, observe them, learn what it means, what change is needed." They say, stopping for a moment to look out at the world around them, "What change is needed around the world."
"That's a good idea." He says, sniffing a flower, "Pour those people puddles through your eyes, like rivers of melted snow."
*hey dark how do the courts work are the people in said courts based off of holidays and events like for example there is a character called 4th of july?*
*Yes, there have been characters based off of or involved with certain holidays. There is a specific holiday in October that the October Hare meshes with, I didn't just pick a random month for his name, and the Flame of Fawkes is an imprisoned spirit of revolution tied to the 5th of November. However that is just character design and is not required to be a part of the court.*
*Well right now there is only one established. A member of the court would have more authority and power than anyone else in that region (the Autumn Country) and they probably have some domain or duty that they oversee. For example, Julius is the Harvest Prince and is in charge of the harvest produce and the Librarian is in charge of the Library which is a focal point of knowledge, secrets, and magic. An emissary from another court would be respected and their authority would be recognized, but they would be guests and are under the King's hospitality.*
*There are also other 'members' of the court that aren't exactly noble. The October Hare might be considered to be a part of the Autumn Court, but he is considered more of a respected servant than a power wielding courtier. He has several important duties that he sees too, namely the upkeep of every clock in the land, but obviously that duty isn't on the same level as someone who guides the dead to the afterlife or guards a sacred tomb.*
*okay question could i make someone for a summer court?*
*I suppose you could. Nothing has been made about the summer court yet though Helianth is trying to turn the Autumn Country into summer. The Autumn Court would definitely want to know why you're in their territory but, as the King says, all are welcome in the Autumn Country.*
*hmm i'm going to make a character called the aramar evergreen the archer of july will that work?*
The Ravenous Flame has not stopped its rampage from the moment it was released into the Autumn Country, burning away at any supernatural prey it can find. At the moment, though, it's in the midst of a large plains of swaying sunflowers, burning the entire field down, seeming fueled by rage in addition to hunger.
Ghoul-ianth has heard of the success in catching the Barley King, and is currently making its slow return back to Ghulhiem to celebrate their victory.
Adeline is wandering the Autumn Country, taking note of everything she sees in her little journal.
*The Ravenous Flame would be cooler, but I don't want to jump into high-power combat with these guys so early.*
The Medium sits in front of the closest Ghoul Gate, waiting. He grins when he sees the undead approach. Ghoulianth can faintly see CRAVEBOIL looming over him. "Hey! How're you?" The demon looks down at the Ogrillion. "That's a little fresh." "Well, have you got a better conversation starter?" "...I guess not."
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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.
"No matter how?" He says with an arched eyebrow, "Surely there are catalysts you wouldn't use?"
They don't respond to the question, beginning to walk, looking for something as they begin wandering off.
There is a flash of worry on his face, but the April Fish's mind lingers at times and dances at times and right now it feels like dancing from one thought to the next. "Are you searching for something?"
"I... I am going to go find people, observe them, learn what it means, what change is needed." They say, stopping for a moment to look out at the world around them, "What change is needed around the world."
"That's a good idea." He says, sniffing a flower, "Pour those people puddles through your eyes, like rivers of melted snow."
Their bud closes up again, as they sink back into becoming a flower, the bud closing at they seem to disappear back into the flower field, at least for a little bit,
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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.'
The lenses on his amber colored eyes click together in a befuddled blink. His head twitches as he looks about to see if there is anyone else around but finding no one he continues, "Er... yes, I've heard marvelous stories of your miraculous gifts. Of curses lifted and sickness healed."
"Yes, I have been blessed by nature. I can purify the world around me and exorcise the spirits that bring maledictions." He sounds proud. "It's so cool to meet members of the Autumn Court in person, too! I've always wanted to talk to you guys, but I was too busy trying to survive. You've done so much good for us little guys."
He laughs, "Oh I'm but a humble servant of the Court, but I am proud to serve their members." He twitches nervously. "I... I know I may look like I'm made of metal. But really I'm flesh and blood. And that flesh and blood is... is under a curse. Do you think you could use your gifts...?"
*Here is what I came up with for a backstory for Aramar. tell me what you think*
Aramar evergreen was an elven Archer who was raised in a small elven village he was trained from a young age to become the archer of july and serve the king of summer as his vassal the summer king has finally decided to move on auttum country while the Barley king is captured in an attempt to expend his influence and rise in power Aramar was commanded to move on Autumn Country immediately and disrupt the balance their as much as possible to make it easy for the summer king to take over Autumn Country.
Ghoul-ianth has heard of the success in catching the Barley King, and is currently making its slow return back to Ghulhiem to celebrate their victory.
*The Ravenous Flame would be cooler, but I don't want to jump into high-power combat with these guys so early.*
The Medium sits in front of the closest Ghoul Gate, waiting. He grins when he sees the undead approach. Ghoulianth can faintly see CRAVEBOIL looming over him. "Hey! How're you?" The demon looks down at the Ogrillion. "That's a little fresh." "Well, have you got a better conversation starter?" "...I guess not."
*I get it- a screaming, ever-hungry inferno likely isn't the best to chat with, anyway.*
The crooked, withered sunflower looks up at the Medium upon hearing his voice, shambling slightly towards the two of them. "Greetings. To answer your question, very well- our hunt has been successful, and I was going back with the others to celebrate. How are you?"
"No matter how?" He says with an arched eyebrow, "Surely there are catalysts you wouldn't use?"
They don't respond to the question, beginning to walk, looking for something as they begin wandering off.
There is a flash of worry on his face, but the April Fish's mind lingers at times and dances at times and right now it feels like dancing from one thought to the next. "Are you searching for something?"
"I... I am going to go find people, observe them, learn what it means, what change is needed." They say, stopping for a moment to look out at the world around them, "What change is needed around the world."
"That's a good idea." He says, sniffing a flower, "Pour those people puddles through your eyes, like rivers of melted snow."
Their bud closes up again, as they sink back into becoming a flower, the bud closing at they seem to disappear back into the flower field, at least for a little bit,
The Poisson D'Avril watches for a moment before standing up and walking away in a very clownish manor. He softly sings a sweet song.
"Well time, she did as time, she does She passed along her way And dawn she crept like a frightened girl Out from the night-time's sway But in the merry month of May A solemn fast does lurk For spring, it sprung as spring, it does And put the bees to work"
*Both songs the April Fish sung were by Cosmo Sheldrake. The Cuckoo Song and the Solar Waltz respectively.*
"Yes, I have been blessed by nature. I can purify the world around me and exorcise the spirits that bring maledictions." He sounds proud. "It's so cool to meet members of the Autumn Court in person, too! I've always wanted to talk to you guys, but I was too busy trying to survive. You've done so much good for us little guys."
He laughs, "Oh I'm but a humble servant of the Court, but I am proud to serve their members." He twitches nervously. "I... I know I may look like I'm made of metal. But really I'm flesh and blood. And that flesh and blood is... is under a curse. Do you think you could use your gifts...?"
His eyebrows raise. "T-to serve the October Hare? I... I could never-" he suddenly winces and cowers, covering his ears. For a split second, there is a flicker of something. Something huge and emaciated and green, dressed in a filthy suit. CRAVEBOIL. The medium shudders and slowly stands back up. "Of course..."
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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.
*Here is what I came up with for a backstory for Aramar. tell me what you think*
Aramar evergreen was an elven Archer who was raised in a small elven village he was trained from a young age to become the archer of july and serve the king of summer as his vassal the summer king has finally decided to move on auttum country while the Autumn king is missing in an attempt to expend his influence and rise in power Aramar was commanded to move on Autumn Country immediately and disrupt the balance their as much as possible to make it easy for the summer king to take over Autumn Country.
*Looks cool, but the Autumn King has not gone missing. The Barley King has been captured, but that's a different king. Still should work though.*
“Yes,” she smiles, taking a black widow in her hand and observing it. “They’re all throughout the country, even before we arrived.”
The lenses on his amber colored eyes click together in a befuddled blink. His head twitches as he looks about to see if there is anyone else around but finding no one he continues, "Er... yes, I've heard marvelous stories of your miraculous gifts. Of curses lifted and sickness healed."
*okay question could i make someone for a summer court?*
fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
There is a flash of worry on his face, but the April Fish's mind lingers at times and dances at times and right now it feels like dancing from one thought to the next. "Are you searching for something?"
*Works with me! Here, take your pick!*
The Ravenous Flame has not stopped its rampage from the moment it was released into the Autumn Country, burning away at any supernatural prey it can find. At the moment, though, it's in the midst of a large plains of swaying sunflowers, burning the entire field down, seeming fueled by rage in addition to hunger.
Ghoul-ianth has heard of the success in catching the Barley King, and is currently making its slow return back to Ghulhiem to celebrate their victory.
Adeline is wandering the Autumn Country, taking note of everything she sees in her little journal.
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)
Adeline leans in a bit closer to see, her large eyes fixated on the spider. A dozen or so similar spiders crawl out from underneath the blanket she has wrapped around herself. "I've seen dozens, if not hundreds, in this part of the woods alone. These ones have been with me for a while- I think they like my warmth."
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)
*Yes, there have been characters based off of or involved with certain holidays. There is a specific holiday in October that the October Hare meshes with, I didn't just pick a random month for his name, and the Flame of Fawkes is an imprisoned spirit of revolution tied to the 5th of November. However that is just character design and is not required to be a part of the court.*
*I suppose you could. Nothing has been made about the summer court yet though Helianth is trying to turn the Autumn Country into summer. The Autumn Court would definitely want to know why you're in their territory but, as the King says, all are welcome in the Autumn Country.*
"I... I am going to go find people, observe them, learn what it means, what change is needed." They say, stopping for a moment to look out at the world around them, "What change is needed around the world."
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.)
*hmm i'm going to make a character called the aramar evergreen the archer of july will that work?*
fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
"Yes, I have been blessed by nature. I can purify the world around me and exorcise the spirits that bring maledictions." He sounds proud. "It's so cool to meet members of the Autumn Court in person, too! I've always wanted to talk to you guys, but I was too busy trying to survive. You've done so much good for us little guys."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"That's a good idea." He says, sniffing a flower, "Pour those people puddles through your eyes, like rivers of melted snow."
*Sure, go for it.*
*The Ravenous Flame would be cooler, but I don't want to jump into high-power combat with these guys so early.*
The Medium sits in front of the closest Ghoul Gate, waiting. He grins when he sees the undead approach. Ghoulianth can faintly see CRAVEBOIL looming over him. "Hey! How're you?" The demon looks down at the Ogrillion. "That's a little fresh." "Well, have you got a better conversation starter?" "...I guess not."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Their bud closes up again, as they sink back into becoming a flower, the bud closing at they seem to disappear back into the flower field, at least for a little bit,
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.)
He laughs, "Oh I'm but a humble servant of the Court, but I am proud to serve their members." He twitches nervously. "I... I know I may look like I'm made of metal. But really I'm flesh and blood. And that flesh and blood is... is under a curse. Do you think you could use your gifts...?"
*Here is what I came up with for a backstory for Aramar. tell me what you think*
Aramar evergreen was an elven Archer who was raised in a small elven village he was trained from a young age to become the archer of july and serve the king of summer as his vassal the summer king has finally decided to move on auttum country while the Barley king is captured in an attempt to expend his influence and rise in power Aramar was commanded to move on Autumn Country immediately and disrupt the balance their as much as possible to make it easy for the summer king to take over Autumn Country.
fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
*I get it- a screaming, ever-hungry inferno likely isn't the best to chat with, anyway.*
The crooked, withered sunflower looks up at the Medium upon hearing his voice, shambling slightly towards the two of them. "Greetings. To answer your question, very well- our hunt has been successful, and I was going back with the others to celebrate. How are you?"
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 Poisson D'Avril watches for a moment before standing up and walking away in a very clownish manor. He softly sings a sweet song.
"Well time, she did as time, she does
She passed along her way
And dawn she crept like a frightened girl
Out from the night-time's sway
But in the merry month of May
A solemn fast does lurk
For spring, it sprung as spring, it does
And put the bees to work"
*Both songs the April Fish sung were by Cosmo Sheldrake. The Cuckoo Song and the Solar Waltz respectively.*
His eyebrows raise. "T-to serve the October Hare? I... I could never-" he suddenly winces and cowers, covering his ears. For a split second, there is a flicker of something. Something huge and emaciated and green, dressed in a filthy suit. CRAVEBOIL. The medium shudders and slowly stands back up. "Of course..."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Looks cool, but the Autumn King has not gone missing. The Barley King has been captured, but that's a different king. Still should work though.*