"There's even a fruit I know that can help us with that. Plus I can eat it in an emergency. Hmm... I know a man who sells these specially pickled livers that can grant damage immunities... but you don't have a mouth, and I'm certain I couldn't do it on my own. Perhaps I should call him anyway just in case we need some of the magic items he carries. Another problem that arises is gravity. Down here, we're pulled to the earth. Up there, we would be pulled to the sun, and with much greater force than the gravity here."
"Fascinating... I expected the Sun to be a great challenge, but this is far beyond what I anticipated. What would we have to counter the gravity?" Helianth returns to scanning the shelves for books that might have something of value for their mad quest. "Perhaps we can find a spell to aid with that as well. My knowledge about such travel is mostly in the arcane sense."
"My abilities are more super-human than supernatural. Spells aren't my thing, so I'll leave that to the expert." He playfully nudges Helianth with his soft elbow. "I've survived strong gravity before, but never without solid ground. I can go months without breathing due to an ingredient I've consumed, but I need to refresh it every couple of years and that ingredient is super rare. Fire immunity is something my armor can grant me for a little bit, but I don't know how long the harvesting will take. All-in-all, this will probably take a while."
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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.
"I didn't know you liked animals. I would say I do to, but they kind of fear me for some reason. Bunnies don't hop up to me or anything." He pauses for a moment. "Ooooohhhhh... Beastknight. I get it now."
The Beastknight hums a little, stroking the bunnies fur. "Animals...friends..."
"That's very nice. Bunnies are very soft. I wanted to be one once, but the other bunnies didn't like me." He sighs. "I'm sorry for being mean to you yesterday. I was just doing my job, and you were doing yours. Do you think we could call a truce?"
The Knight nods, extending a gauntleted hand
Through the long shadow of the tree reaches a clawed white glove, giving the gauntlet two firm shakes. "I'm glad that we don't have to be enemies, even if we're cosmologically predisposed to be."
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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.
Fahkar is trudging through the forest, searching for ghouls.
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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%.
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 didn't know you liked animals. I would say I do to, but they kind of fear me for some reason. Bunnies don't hop up to me or anything." He pauses for a moment. "Ooooohhhhh... Beastknight. I get it now."
The Beastknight hums a little, stroking the bunnies fur. "Animals...friends..."
"That's very nice. Bunnies are very soft. I wanted to be one once, but the other bunnies didn't like me." He sighs. "I'm sorry for being mean to you yesterday. I was just doing my job, and you were doing yours. Do you think we could call a truce?"
The Knight nods, extending a gauntleted hand
Through the long shadow of the tree reaches a clawed white glove, giving the gauntlet two firm shakes. "I'm glad that we don't have to be enemies, even if we're cosmologically predisposed to be."
The Knight nods, continuing to pet the bunny. "A...a-a-agreed..." he says, struggling with the word.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I didn't know you liked animals. I would say I do to, but they kind of fear me for some reason. Bunnies don't hop up to me or anything." He pauses for a moment. "Ooooohhhhh... Beastknight. I get it now."
The Beastknight hums a little, stroking the bunnies fur. "Animals...friends..."
"That's very nice. Bunnies are very soft. I wanted to be one once, but the other bunnies didn't like me." He sighs. "I'm sorry for being mean to you yesterday. I was just doing my job, and you were doing yours. Do you think we could call a truce?"
The Knight nods, extending a gauntleted hand
Through the long shadow of the tree reaches a clawed white glove, giving the gauntlet two firm shakes. "I'm glad that we don't have to be enemies, even if we're cosmologically predisposed to be."
The Knight nods, continuing to pet the bunny. "A...a-a-agreed..." he says, struggling with the word.
"Do you mind if I make a salve for you? I won't remove the sword, but it should relieve the pain a bit."
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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.
"I didn't know you liked animals. I would say I do to, but they kind of fear me for some reason. Bunnies don't hop up to me or anything." He pauses for a moment. "Ooooohhhhh... Beastknight. I get it now."
The Beastknight hums a little, stroking the bunnies fur. "Animals...friends..."
"That's very nice. Bunnies are very soft. I wanted to be one once, but the other bunnies didn't like me." He sighs. "I'm sorry for being mean to you yesterday. I was just doing my job, and you were doing yours. Do you think we could call a truce?"
The Knight nods, extending a gauntleted hand
Through the long shadow of the tree reaches a clawed white glove, giving the gauntlet two firm shakes. "I'm glad that we don't have to be enemies, even if we're cosmologically predisposed to be."
The Knight nods, continuing to pet the bunny. "A...a-a-agreed..." he says, struggling with the word.
"Do you mind if I make a salve for you? I won't remove the sword, but it should relieve the pain a bit."
"Beastknight...does not mind.."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"There's even a fruit I know that can help us with that. Plus I can eat it in an emergency. Hmm... I know a man who sells these specially pickled livers that can grant damage immunities... but you don't have a mouth, and I'm certain I couldn't do it on my own. Perhaps I should call him anyway just in case we need some of the magic items he carries. Another problem that arises is gravity. Down here, we're pulled to the earth. Up there, we would be pulled to the sun, and with much greater force than the gravity here."
"Fascinating... I expected the Sun to be a great challenge, but this is far beyond what I anticipated. What would we have to counter the gravity?" Helianth returns to scanning the shelves for books that might have something of value for their mad quest. "Perhaps we can find a spell to aid with that as well. My knowledge about such travel is mostly in the arcane sense."
"My abilities are more super-human than supernatural. Spells aren't my thing, so I'll leave that to the expert." He playfully nudges Helianth with his soft elbow. "I've survived strong gravity before, but never without solid ground. I can go months without breathing due to an ingredient I've consumed, but I need to refresh it every couple of years and that ingredient is super rare. Fire immunity is something my armor can grant me for a little bit, but I don't know how long the harvesting will take. All-in-all, this will probably take a while."
"I do not fear the heat of the sun- especially after consuming that flame- but I fear the harsh conditions surrounding it are beyond my resistances. What to do..." The crooked flower ponders the question for a brief while- and then it has an idea.
"What if we create solid ground for ourselves? A vessel to carry the two of us through the stellar storm and within reach of the sun. Something to shield us from the hostile expanse leading to our goal while we prepare ourselves for a feast fit for a god..."
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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)
"I didn't know you liked animals. I would say I do to, but they kind of fear me for some reason. Bunnies don't hop up to me or anything." He pauses for a moment. "Ooooohhhhh... Beastknight. I get it now."
The Beastknight hums a little, stroking the bunnies fur. "Animals...friends..."
"That's very nice. Bunnies are very soft. I wanted to be one once, but the other bunnies didn't like me." He sighs. "I'm sorry for being mean to you yesterday. I was just doing my job, and you were doing yours. Do you think we could call a truce?"
The Knight nods, extending a gauntleted hand
Through the long shadow of the tree reaches a clawed white glove, giving the gauntlet two firm shakes. "I'm glad that we don't have to be enemies, even if we're cosmologically predisposed to be."
The Knight nods, continuing to pet the bunny. "A...a-a-agreed..." he says, struggling with the word.
"Do you mind if I make a salve for you? I won't remove the sword, but it should relieve the pain a bit."
"Beastknight...does not mind.."
The eyes disappear for a bit. When they come back, the gloves hold a wooden bowl filled with a green, oily substance. "This was designed to prevent infection, but it works as a good anesthetic as well." He applies it to the wound with a sponge. "If you want, I could use a little extra so that you can sleep until the King gets here."
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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.
"I didn't know you liked animals. I would say I do to, but they kind of fear me for some reason. Bunnies don't hop up to me or anything." He pauses for a moment. "Ooooohhhhh... Beastknight. I get it now."
The Beastknight hums a little, stroking the bunnies fur. "Animals...friends..."
"That's very nice. Bunnies are very soft. I wanted to be one once, but the other bunnies didn't like me." He sighs. "I'm sorry for being mean to you yesterday. I was just doing my job, and you were doing yours. Do you think we could call a truce?"
The Knight nods, extending a gauntleted hand
Through the long shadow of the tree reaches a clawed white glove, giving the gauntlet two firm shakes. "I'm glad that we don't have to be enemies, even if we're cosmologically predisposed to be."
The Knight nods, continuing to pet the bunny. "A...a-a-agreed..." he says, struggling with the word.
"Do you mind if I make a salve for you? I won't remove the sword, but it should relieve the pain a bit."
"Beastknight...does not mind.."
The eyes disappear for a bit. When they come back, the gloves hold a wooden bowl filled with a green, oily substance. "This was designed to prevent infection, but it works as a good anesthetic as well." He applies it to the wound with a sponge. "If you want, I could use a little extra so that you can sleep until the King gets here."
"Will not sleep....must stay strong...defend Keep with my life..."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"My abilities are more super-human than supernatural. Spells aren't my thing, so I'll leave that to the expert." He playfully nudges Helianth with his soft elbow. "I've survived strong gravity before, but never without solid ground. I can go months without breathing due to an ingredient I've consumed, but I need to refresh it every couple of years and that ingredient is super rare. Fire immunity is something my armor can grant me for a little bit, but I don't know how long the harvesting will take. All-in-all, this will probably take a while."
"I do not fear the heat of the sun- especially after consuming that flame- but I fear the harsh conditions surrounding it are beyond my resistances. What to do..." The crooked flower ponders the question for a brief while- and then it has an idea.
"What if we create solid ground for ourselves? A vessel to carry the two of us through the stellar storm and within reach of the sun. Something to shield us from the hostile expanse leading to our goal while we prepare ourselves for a feast fit for a god..."
"Like a boat, but for space? Seems like a good idea, but it would have to be very well-stocked. If it has almost any mass, it will take an incredible amount of time to get to the sun, just by the laws of physics. Anything heavier than light can't travel at its speed, and we've already established that light isn't even that fast all in all."
*Oh my gosh this is the Spider Guild Arc that I always heard about!*
The eyes disappear for a bit. When they come back, the gloves hold a wooden bowl filled with a green, oily substance. "This was designed to prevent infection, but it works as a good anesthetic as well." He applies it to the wound with a sponge. "If you want, I could use a little extra so that you can sleep until the King gets here."
"Will not sleep....must stay strong...defend Keep with my life..."
"What if I made a copy of you? Someone who can defend the Keep with all your strength and dedication while you rest? After all, you are in no state to defend against intruders as-is."
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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.
Leonardo is cooking up a storm in the kitchen. Creating various dishes common to the Autumn Kingdom, and even some not typically found such as pineapple upside down cake and grilled pork chops with burst blueberry sauce. He makes sure all the staff and guests in the Keep are informed of the food, and ensure they can have as much as they like, though he tries not to get too close to anyone so as to not frighten them too much by his monstrous appearance.
Various lesser smoke spirits thank the duo kindly before eating. (Imagine like a little army of No-Faces)
"Your very welcome, don't be afraid to get seconds if you like" Leo says as Noctis is pulling out things from the ovens with his bear hands, not bothered by the fire.
The eyes disappear for a bit. When they come back, the gloves hold a wooden bowl filled with a green, oily substance. "This was designed to prevent infection, but it works as a good anesthetic as well." He applies it to the wound with a sponge. "If you want, I could use a little extra so that you can sleep until the King gets here."
"Will not sleep....must stay strong...defend Keep with my life..."
"What if I made a copy of you? Someone who can defend the Keep with all your strength and dedication while you rest? After all, you are in no state to defend against intruders as-is."
"NO!" he snaps. "Beastknight is sorry....did not mean to raise voice..."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Leonardo is cooking up a storm in the kitchen. Creating various dishes common to the Autumn Kingdom, and even some not typically found such as pineapple upside down cake and grilled pork chops with burst blueberry sauce. He makes sure all the staff and guests in the Keep are informed of the food, and ensure they can have as much as they like, though he tries not to get too close to anyone so as to not frighten them too much by his monstrous appearance.
Various lesser smoke spirits thank the duo kindly before eating. (Imagine like a little army of No-Faces)
"Your very welcome, don't be afraid to get seconds if you like" Leo says as Noctis is pulling out things from the ovens with his bear hands, not bothered by the fire.
They seem very impressed. "Not even the boss cooks like this!" "Well, he used to. It was bad." "Yeah, he couldn't get happy memories like you can." "It made him so upset when his food made people sad and angry and scared..." "Thank you, sirs!"
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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.
"My abilities are more super-human than supernatural. Spells aren't my thing, so I'll leave that to the expert." He playfully nudges Helianth with his soft elbow. "I've survived strong gravity before, but never without solid ground. I can go months without breathing due to an ingredient I've consumed, but I need to refresh it every couple of years and that ingredient is super rare. Fire immunity is something my armor can grant me for a little bit, but I don't know how long the harvesting will take. All-in-all, this will probably take a while."
"I do not fear the heat of the sun- especially after consuming that flame- but I fear the harsh conditions surrounding it are beyond my resistances. What to do..." The crooked flower ponders the question for a brief while- and then it has an idea.
"What if we create solid ground for ourselves? A vessel to carry the two of us through the stellar storm and within reach of the sun. Something to shield us from the hostile expanse leading to our goal while we prepare ourselves for a feast fit for a god..."
"Like a boat, but for space? Seems like a good idea, but it would have to be very well-stocked. If it has almost any mass, it will take an incredible amount of time to get to the sun, just by the laws of physics. Anything heavier than light can't travel at its speed, and we've already established that light isn't even that fast all in all."
*Oh my gosh this is the Spider Guild Arc that I always heard about!*
"Maybe we can use a combination of factors- An engine of sorts to propel the vessel forward to the sun, and spells that teleport it forward. Teleportation spells are almost always near-instantaneous, so if the distance traveled is great enough, it could be as though we moved faster than light itself! The engine can move us forward when the spells are still recharging their energies, so we are always moving closer to our objective. It would still take time, but perhaps less time than either method on its own."
*Oh wait it kind of is. Just... a trip to the stars that's multitudes more insidious in nature.*
"Will not sleep....must stay strong...defend Keep with my life..."
"What if I made a copy of you? Someone who can defend the Keep with all your strength and dedication while you rest? After all, you are in no state to defend against intruders as-is."
"NO!" he snaps. "Beastknight is sorry....did not mean to raise voice..."
The spirit recoils and nearly retreats into the darkness entirely, but comes back to its original position. "Don't worry. I won't force anything on you. I'll wait with you until the king returns. I know you're strong, but doing this alone is what got you hurt. If you die, I'll have to protect the keep, and I'm far worse at the job than you are. I won't try to help you, but I won't let anything attack you either."
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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.
"Like a boat, but for space? Seems like a good idea, but it would have to be very well-stocked. If it has almost any mass, it will take an incredible amount of time to get to the sun, just by the laws of physics. Anything heavier than light can't travel at its speed, and we've already established that light isn't even that fast all in all."
*Oh my gosh this is the Spider Guild Arc that I always heard about!*
"Maybe we can use a combination of factors- An engine of sorts to propel the vessel forward to the sun, and spells that teleport it forward. Teleportation spells are almost always near-instantaneous, so if the distance traveled is great enough, it could be as though we moved faster than light itself! The engine can move us forward when the spells are still recharging their energies, so we are always moving closer to our objective. It would still take time, but perhaps less time than either method on its own."
*Oh wait it kind of is. Just... a trip to the stars that's multitudes more insidious in nature.*
Felix nods, impressed. "Very clever. I'm glad you're the brains of this operation and not me. We'll need a shield of some kind to protect it from debris, because from what I'm reading there is a whole lot of like, giant rocks and stuff out there. But there should also be food if what I'm reading is correct. I might even be able to digest it if my adaptations are strong enough. But for now, we should worry about the construction. I heard there were these things called Spelljammers, kinda like what you're describing, but not really. They travel Astral Space, not Outer Space. But it's a similar principle, right? I mean, there was a Spelljammer with an entire tavern on it, so the propulsion systems must be worth something at least."
Leonardo is cooking up a storm in the kitchen. Creating various dishes common to the Autumn Kingdom, and even some not typically found such as pineapple upside down cake and grilled pork chops with burst blueberry sauce. He makes sure all the staff and guests in the Keep are informed of the food, and ensure they can have as much as they like, though he tries not to get too close to anyone so as to not frighten them too much by his monstrous appearance.
Various lesser smoke spirits thank the duo kindly before eating. (Imagine like a little army of No-Faces)
"Your very welcome, don't be afraid to get seconds if you like" Leo says as Noctis is pulling out things from the ovens with his bear hands, not bothered by the fire.
They seem very impressed. "Not even the boss cooks like this!" "Well, he used to. It was bad." "Yeah, he couldn't get happy memories like you can." "It made him so upset when his food made people sad and angry and scared..." "Thank you, sirs!"
"Thank you, you are all very nice. Maybe I could give him some tips...i-if that wouldn't be offensive that is, I hate to make any assumptions to his own talents. Putting strong emotional layers and positive flavours can be tricky, even for experienced chefs. Took us a while to master it, and I'm sure we still have lots to learn." Leo says rambling a bit, not use to so much kindness and praise.
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"My abilities are more super-human than supernatural. Spells aren't my thing, so I'll leave that to the expert." He playfully nudges Helianth with his soft elbow. "I've survived strong gravity before, but never without solid ground. I can go months without breathing due to an ingredient I've consumed, but I need to refresh it every couple of years and that ingredient is super rare. Fire immunity is something my armor can grant me for a little bit, but I don't know how long the harvesting will take. All-in-all, this will probably take a while."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Through the long shadow of the tree reaches a clawed white glove, giving the gauntlet two firm shakes. "I'm glad that we don't have to be enemies, even if we're cosmologically predisposed to be."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
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.
*nvm I gtg*
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 Knight nods, continuing to pet the bunny. "A...a-a-agreed..." he says, struggling with the word.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Do you mind if I make a salve for you? I won't remove the sword, but it should relieve the pain a bit."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Beastknight...does not mind.."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I do not fear the heat of the sun- especially after consuming that flame- but I fear the harsh conditions surrounding it are beyond my resistances. What to do..." The crooked flower ponders the question for a brief while- and then it has an idea.
"What if we create solid ground for ourselves? A vessel to carry the two of us through the stellar storm and within reach of the sun. Something to shield us from the hostile expanse leading to our goal while we prepare ourselves for a feast fit for a god..."
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 eyes disappear for a bit. When they come back, the gloves hold a wooden bowl filled with a green, oily substance. "This was designed to prevent infection, but it works as a good anesthetic as well." He applies it to the wound with a sponge. "If you want, I could use a little extra so that you can sleep until the King gets here."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Will not sleep....must stay strong...defend Keep with my life..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Like a boat, but for space? Seems like a good idea, but it would have to be very well-stocked. If it has almost any mass, it will take an incredible amount of time to get to the sun, just by the laws of physics. Anything heavier than light can't travel at its speed, and we've already established that light isn't even that fast all in all."
*Oh my gosh this is the Spider Guild Arc that I always heard about!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"What if I made a copy of you? Someone who can defend the Keep with all your strength and dedication while you rest? After all, you are in no state to defend against intruders as-is."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Your very welcome, don't be afraid to get seconds if you like" Leo says as Noctis is pulling out things from the ovens with his bear hands, not bothered by the fire.
"NO!" he snaps. "Beastknight is sorry....did not mean to raise voice..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
They seem very impressed. "Not even the boss cooks like this!" "Well, he used to. It was bad." "Yeah, he couldn't get happy memories like you can." "It made him so upset when his food made people sad and angry and scared..." "Thank you, sirs!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Maybe we can use a combination of factors- An engine of sorts to propel the vessel forward to the sun, and spells that teleport it forward. Teleportation spells are almost always near-instantaneous, so if the distance traveled is great enough, it could be as though we moved faster than light itself! The engine can move us forward when the spells are still recharging their energies, so we are always moving closer to our objective. It would still take time, but perhaps less time than either method on its own."
*Oh wait it kind of is. Just... a trip to the stars that's multitudes more insidious in nature.*
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 spirit recoils and nearly retreats into the darkness entirely, but comes back to its original position. "Don't worry. I won't force anything on you. I'll wait with you until the king returns. I know you're strong, but doing this alone is what got you hurt. If you die, I'll have to protect the keep, and I'm far worse at the job than you are. I won't try to help you, but I won't let anything attack you either."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I love how this character has grown over the course of the story. Definitely is taking turns I didn't expect lol*
*How it started: spooky sunflower dude*
*How it's going: NECROZMA 2: ELECTRIC BOOGALOO*
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)
Felix nods, impressed. "Very clever. I'm glad you're the brains of this operation and not me. We'll need a shield of some kind to protect it from debris, because from what I'm reading there is a whole lot of like, giant rocks and stuff out there. But there should also be food if what I'm reading is correct. I might even be able to digest it if my adaptations are strong enough. But for now, we should worry about the construction. I heard there were these things called Spelljammers, kinda like what you're describing, but not really. They travel Astral Space, not Outer Space. But it's a similar principle, right? I mean, there was a Spelljammer with an entire tavern on it, so the propulsion systems must be worth something at least."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Thank you, you are all very nice. Maybe I could give him some tips...i-if that wouldn't be offensive that is, I hate to make any assumptions to his own talents. Putting strong emotional layers and positive flavours can be tricky, even for experienced chefs. Took us a while to master it, and I'm sure we still have lots to learn." Leo says rambling a bit, not use to so much kindness and praise.