*Hey, it's Deathstalker, Lord of Darkness! How are you today?*
*Heyo! I'm doing mighty fine. I've been professionally and unprofessionally playing with kids all day so I'm worn out but I have an early morning bible study and a late night salsa dance tomorrow so I'm pretty excited.*
"Alrighty then," He turns and begins to shuffle off into the depths of the Keep. He leads you through darkened halls carpeted by leaves and fire lit vaults crafted with living wood beams. The crows flit to and fro down the passage ways. "There are plenty of kitchens here. Got to have some place to prepare the harvest for the dinner table. What sort are you looking for? Not the Bat Butcher's, I assume?" He says this as you pass by an open door. The thick musk of bat guano fills the air and you see the slaughtered bodies of giant bats hanging from thick iron hooks hanging from the ceiling.
“Any places for baking?” Leo asks as he looks around curiously.
"Oh sure. Plenty. Those are some of my favorites. I've tried my hand at bakery but it never goes very well." He turns down a sloping corridor which then leads to a spiral staircase that spins upwards. His dirt caked boots step on the hard, cold, stone steps. The chilly, dark hallway is put in sharp contrast to the bakery when he opens the door at the top. A lively fire crackles in a stove, providing the room with warmth and light. Kegs full of flour are stacked up against the wall of the round room and every baking utensil imaginable can be found in the many drawers and shelves. You can tell that this is the top of a tower due to the open window that looks out across the rolling wheat fields of the Autumn Country.
“Oh, this is incredible.” The wendigo says as he excitedly walks around, the sound of his four cloven hooves filling the space. “I could make hundreds of pies and pastries of all sorts here!”
Fahkar is approaching the Autumn King's castle/keep/hall/whatever it happens to be.
It crouches on the top of the hill that you are climbing. Candlelit windows watching your approach alongside windows like deep wells of shadow. The Keep’s door is wide open.
Fahkar sighs and trudges through, the head of the Son of Amina bouncing around on his back.
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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%.
"Alrighty then," He turns and begins to shuffle off into the depths of the Keep. He leads you through darkened halls carpeted by leaves and fire lit vaults crafted with living wood beams. The crows flit to and fro down the passage ways. "There are plenty of kitchens here. Got to have some place to prepare the harvest for the dinner table. What sort are you looking for? Not the Bat Butcher's, I assume?" He says this as you pass by an open door. The thick musk of bat guano fills the air and you see the slaughtered bodies of giant bats hanging from thick iron hooks hanging from the ceiling.
“Any places for baking?” Leo asks as he looks around curiously.
"Oh sure. Plenty. Those are some of my favorites. I've tried my hand at bakery but it never goes very well." He turns down a sloping corridor which then leads to a spiral staircase that spins upwards. His dirt caked boots step on the hard, cold, stone steps. The chilly, dark hallway is put in sharp contrast to the bakery when he opens the door at the top. A lively fire crackles in a stove, providing the room with warmth and light. Kegs full of flour are stacked up against the wall of the round room and every baking utensil imaginable can be found in the many drawers and shelves. You can tell that this is the top of a tower due to the open window that looks out across the rolling wheat fields of the Autumn Country.
“Oh, this is incredible.” The wendigo says as he excitedly walks around, the sound of his four cloven hooves filling the space. “I could make hundreds of pies and pastries of all sorts here!”
"I betcha could." He says, sticking his gloved hands deep in his pockets. One finger sticks out of a hole and he wiggles it.
*Hey, it's Deathstalker, Lord of Darkness! How are you today?*
*Heyo! I'm doing mighty fine. I've been professionally and unprofessionally playing with kids all day so I'm worn out but I have an early morning bible study and a late night salsa dance tomorrow so I'm pretty excited.*
*That's awesome. I'm so happy for you, man!*
*How've you been?*
*Tired and working on making Vipes happy.*
*I'm not great at it.*
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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 approaching the Autumn King's castle/keep/hall/whatever it happens to be.
It crouches on the top of the hill that you are climbing. Candlelit windows watching your approach alongside windows like deep wells of shadow. The Keep’s door is wide open.
Fahkar sighs and trudges through, the head of the Son of Amina bouncing around on his back.
You walk through the halls and soon find yourself. In the throne room. The King sits on the throne, staring at you with eyes that shine like candlelight from a jack-o'-lantern. A long, thin carpet of leaves leads up to the foot of his throne where four Fox Hounds lay curled at his feet. A small crowd of courtiers watch you from the sides of the room.
*Hey, it's Deathstalker, Lord of Darkness! How are you today?*
*Heyo! I'm doing mighty fine. I've been professionally and unprofessionally playing with kids all day so I'm worn out but I have an early morning bible study and a late night salsa dance tomorrow so I'm pretty excited.*
Fahkar is approaching the Autumn King's castle/keep/hall/whatever it happens to be.
It crouches on the top of the hill that you are climbing. Candlelit windows watching your approach alongside windows like deep wells of shadow. The Keep’s door is wide open.
Fahkar sighs and trudges through, the head of the Son of Amina bouncing around on his back.
You walk through the halls and soon find yourself In the throne room. The King sits on the throne, staring at you with eyes that shine like candlelight from a jack-o'-lantern. A long, thin carpet of leaves leads up to the foot of his throne where four Fox Hounds lay curled at his feet. A small crowd of courtiers watch you from the sides of the room.
Without a word, Fahkar unwraps the head of the Son and slams it down.
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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%.
Fahkar is approaching the Autumn King's castle/keep/hall/whatever it happens to be.
It crouches on the top of the hill that you are climbing. Candlelit windows watching your approach alongside windows like deep wells of shadow. The Keep’s door is wide open.
Fahkar sighs and trudges through, the head of the Son of Amina bouncing around on his back.
You walk through the halls and soon find yourself In the throne room. The King sits on the throne, staring at you with eyes that shine like candlelight from a jack-o'-lantern. A long, thin carpet of leaves leads up to the foot of his throne where four Fox Hounds lay curled at his feet. A small crowd of courtiers watch you from the sides of the room.
Without a word, Fahkar unwraps the head of the Son and slams it down.
The throne room is silent for a moment and then the King's voice drifts towards you from the throne. "I see you've been out butchering Amina's boys. His earrings show that he was higher up in station. You got quite the catch."
Fahkar is approaching the Autumn King's castle/keep/hall/whatever it happens to be.
It crouches on the top of the hill that you are climbing. Candlelit windows watching your approach alongside windows like deep wells of shadow. The Keep’s door is wide open.
Fahkar sighs and trudges through, the head of the Son of Amina bouncing around on his back.
You walk through the halls and soon find yourself In the throne room. The King sits on the throne, staring at you with eyes that shine like candlelight from a jack-o'-lantern. A long, thin carpet of leaves leads up to the foot of his throne where four Fox Hounds lay curled at his feet. A small crowd of courtiers watch you from the sides of the room.
Without a word, Fahkar unwraps the head of the Son and slams it down.
The throne room is silent for a moment and then the King's voice drifts towards you from the throne. "I see you've been out butchering Amina's boys. His earrings show that he was higher up in station. You got quite the catch."
"I was tracking some normal ghouls. They came to a ghoul gate and this one came out. He was not a problem to defeat." Fahkar shrugs. Dawnbringer's voice drifts up from his hip. "He smelt bad. The inside of him was worse..." It mutters.
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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%.
"Alrighty then," He turns and begins to shuffle off into the depths of the Keep. He leads you through darkened halls carpeted by leaves and fire lit vaults crafted with living wood beams. The crows flit to and fro down the passage ways. "There are plenty of kitchens here. Got to have some place to prepare the harvest for the dinner table. What sort are you looking for? Not the Bat Butcher's, I assume?" He says this as you pass by an open door. The thick musk of bat guano fills the air and you see the slaughtered bodies of giant bats hanging from thick iron hooks hanging from the ceiling.
“Any places for baking?” Leo asks as he looks around curiously.
"Oh sure. Plenty. Those are some of my favorites. I've tried my hand at bakery but it never goes very well." He turns down a sloping corridor which then leads to a spiral staircase that spins upwards. His dirt caked boots step on the hard, cold, stone steps. The chilly, dark hallway is put in sharp contrast to the bakery when he opens the door at the top. A lively fire crackles in a stove, providing the room with warmth and light. Kegs full of flour are stacked up against the wall of the round room and every baking utensil imaginable can be found in the many drawers and shelves. You can tell that this is the top of a tower due to the open window that looks out across the rolling wheat fields of the Autumn Country.
“Oh, this is incredible.” The wendigo says as he excitedly walks around, the sound of his four cloven hooves filling the space. “I could make hundreds of pies and pastries of all sorts here!”
"I betcha could." He says, sticking his gloved hands deep in his pockets. One finger sticks out of a hole and he wiggles it.
“Thank you for the hospitality. We are not use to such a welcome.” The wendigo says as the shadow darts around the kitchen to explore. “Let me make you something as thanks, it can be anything you like.”
Fahkar is approaching the Autumn King's castle/keep/hall/whatever it happens to be.
It crouches on the top of the hill that you are climbing. Candlelit windows watching your approach alongside windows like deep wells of shadow. The Keep’s door is wide open.
Fahkar sighs and trudges through, the head of the Son of Amina bouncing around on his back.
You walk through the halls and soon find yourself In the throne room. The King sits on the throne, staring at you with eyes that shine like candlelight from a jack-o'-lantern. A long, thin carpet of leaves leads up to the foot of his throne where four Fox Hounds lay curled at his feet. A small crowd of courtiers watch you from the sides of the room.
Without a word, Fahkar unwraps the head of the Son and slams it down.
The throne room is silent for a moment and then the King's voice drifts towards you from the throne. "I see you've been out butchering Amina's boys. His earrings show that he was higher up in station. You got quite the catch."
"I was tracking some normal ghouls. They came to a ghoul gate and this one came out. He was not a problem to defeat." Fahkar shrugs. Dawnbringer's voice drifts up from his hip. "He smelt bad. The inside of him was worse..." It mutters.
"You may continue your hunting, but be careful not to stir up Amina's wrath. The ghouls could use a little humbling but you must take care. I'm surprised she didn't strike you for attacking her children on her doorstep. It worries me."
"Alrighty then," He turns and begins to shuffle off into the depths of the Keep. He leads you through darkened halls carpeted by leaves and fire lit vaults crafted with living wood beams. The crows flit to and fro down the passage ways. "There are plenty of kitchens here. Got to have some place to prepare the harvest for the dinner table. What sort are you looking for? Not the Bat Butcher's, I assume?" He says this as you pass by an open door. The thick musk of bat guano fills the air and you see the slaughtered bodies of giant bats hanging from thick iron hooks hanging from the ceiling.
“Any places for baking?” Leo asks as he looks around curiously.
"Oh sure. Plenty. Those are some of my favorites. I've tried my hand at bakery but it never goes very well." He turns down a sloping corridor which then leads to a spiral staircase that spins upwards. His dirt caked boots step on the hard, cold, stone steps. The chilly, dark hallway is put in sharp contrast to the bakery when he opens the door at the top. A lively fire crackles in a stove, providing the room with warmth and light. Kegs full of flour are stacked up against the wall of the round room and every baking utensil imaginable can be found in the many drawers and shelves. You can tell that this is the top of a tower due to the open window that looks out across the rolling wheat fields of the Autumn Country.
“Oh, this is incredible.” The wendigo says as he excitedly walks around, the sound of his four cloven hooves filling the space. “I could make hundreds of pies and pastries of all sorts here!”
"I betcha could." He says, sticking his gloved hands deep in his pockets. One finger sticks out of a hole and he wiggles it.
“Thank you for the hospitality. We are not use to such a welcome.” The wendigo says as the shadow darts around the kitchen to explore. “Let me make you something as thanks, it can be anything you like.”
"Oh I can't really... I shouldn't eat much. My birds would really appreciate it though. They're right hungry souls." The crows caw loudly, seemingly understanding the conversation.
*I really like my dryad character from the Conservatory, so I'm thinking I might intro them here.*
*That would be cool. I was thinking of creating a dryad character with a connection to the Autumn Country but I haven't yet. I do have to leave for a little while though so I'll see y'all later.*
Fahkar is approaching the Autumn King's castle/keep/hall/whatever it happens to be.
It crouches on the top of the hill that you are climbing. Candlelit windows watching your approach alongside windows like deep wells of shadow. The Keep’s door is wide open.
Fahkar sighs and trudges through, the head of the Son of Amina bouncing around on his back.
You walk through the halls and soon find yourself In the throne room. The King sits on the throne, staring at you with eyes that shine like candlelight from a jack-o'-lantern. A long, thin carpet of leaves leads up to the foot of his throne where four Fox Hounds lay curled at his feet. A small crowd of courtiers watch you from the sides of the room.
Without a word, Fahkar unwraps the head of the Son and slams it down.
The throne room is silent for a moment and then the King's voice drifts towards you from the throne. "I see you've been out butchering Amina's boys. His earrings show that he was higher up in station. You got quite the catch."
"I was tracking some normal ghouls. They came to a ghoul gate and this one came out. He was not a problem to defeat." Fahkar shrugs. Dawnbringer's voice drifts up from his hip. "He smelt bad. The inside of him was worse..." It mutters.
"You may continue your hunting, but be careful not to stir up Amina's wrath. The ghouls could use a little humbling but you must take care. I'm surprised she didn't strike you for attacking her children on her doorstep. It worries me."
"I am not yet powerful enough to fight her. I wish I was. This place could do with less of her monstrosities." He sighs. "You needn't worry about me. I can handle myself."
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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%.
"Alrighty then," He turns and begins to shuffle off into the depths of the Keep. He leads you through darkened halls carpeted by leaves and fire lit vaults crafted with living wood beams. The crows flit to and fro down the passage ways. "There are plenty of kitchens here. Got to have some place to prepare the harvest for the dinner table. What sort are you looking for? Not the Bat Butcher's, I assume?" He says this as you pass by an open door. The thick musk of bat guano fills the air and you see the slaughtered bodies of giant bats hanging from thick iron hooks hanging from the ceiling.
“Any places for baking?” Leo asks as he looks around curiously.
"Oh sure. Plenty. Those are some of my favorites. I've tried my hand at bakery but it never goes very well." He turns down a sloping corridor which then leads to a spiral staircase that spins upwards. His dirt caked boots step on the hard, cold, stone steps. The chilly, dark hallway is put in sharp contrast to the bakery when he opens the door at the top. A lively fire crackles in a stove, providing the room with warmth and light. Kegs full of flour are stacked up against the wall of the round room and every baking utensil imaginable can be found in the many drawers and shelves. You can tell that this is the top of a tower due to the open window that looks out across the rolling wheat fields of the Autumn Country.
“Oh, this is incredible.” The wendigo says as he excitedly walks around, the sound of his four cloven hooves filling the space. “I could make hundreds of pies and pastries of all sorts here!”
"I betcha could." He says, sticking his gloved hands deep in his pockets. One finger sticks out of a hole and he wiggles it.
“Thank you for the hospitality. We are not use to such a welcome.” The wendigo says as the shadow darts around the kitchen to explore. “Let me make you something as thanks, it can be anything you like.”
"Oh I can't really... I shouldn't eat much. My birds would really appreciate it though. They're right hungry souls." The crows caw loudly, seemingly understanding the conversation.
“Of course, do they have a preference or is anything ok?” The Wendigo asks as he pulls out a small box from his pockets and sets it down on a table.
The throne room is silent for a moment and then the King's voice drifts towards you from the throne. "I see you've been out butchering Amina's boys. His earrings show that he was higher up in station. You got quite the catch."
"I was tracking some normal ghouls. They came to a ghoul gate and this one came out. He was not a problem to defeat." Fahkar shrugs. Dawnbringer's voice drifts up from his hip. "He smelt bad. The inside of him was worse..." It mutters.
"You may continue your hunting, but be careful not to stir up Amina's wrath. The ghouls could use a little humbling but you must take care. I'm surprised she didn't strike you for attacking her children on her doorstep. It worries me."
"I am not yet powerful enough to fight her. I wish I was. This place could do with less of her monstrosities." He sighs. "You needn't worry about me. I can handle myself."
"Her kind might be twisted and foul, but this country is as much their home as everyone else's. They are rebellious in their pitiful little manner so I allow punishment to come from those such as yourself." He stops and strokes his beard. "Who are you, sir, that you come to my realm to rid it of evil?"
"Alrighty then," He turns and begins to shuffle off into the depths of the Keep. He leads you through darkened halls carpeted by leaves and fire lit vaults crafted with living wood beams. The crows flit to and fro down the passage ways. "There are plenty of kitchens here. Got to have some place to prepare the harvest for the dinner table. What sort are you looking for? Not the Bat Butcher's, I assume?" He says this as you pass by an open door. The thick musk of bat guano fills the air and you see the slaughtered bodies of giant bats hanging from thick iron hooks hanging from the ceiling.
“Any places for baking?” Leo asks as he looks around curiously.
"Oh sure. Plenty. Those are some of my favorites. I've tried my hand at bakery but it never goes very well." He turns down a sloping corridor which then leads to a spiral staircase that spins upwards. His dirt caked boots step on the hard, cold, stone steps. The chilly, dark hallway is put in sharp contrast to the bakery when he opens the door at the top. A lively fire crackles in a stove, providing the room with warmth and light. Kegs full of flour are stacked up against the wall of the round room and every baking utensil imaginable can be found in the many drawers and shelves. You can tell that this is the top of a tower due to the open window that looks out across the rolling wheat fields of the Autumn Country.
“Oh, this is incredible.” The wendigo says as he excitedly walks around, the sound of his four cloven hooves filling the space. “I could make hundreds of pies and pastries of all sorts here!”
"I betcha could." He says, sticking his gloved hands deep in his pockets. One finger sticks out of a hole and he wiggles it.
“Thank you for the hospitality. We are not use to such a welcome.” The wendigo says as the shadow darts around the kitchen to explore. “Let me make you something as thanks, it can be anything you like.”
"Oh I can't really... I shouldn't eat much. My birds would really appreciate it though. They're right hungry souls." The crows caw loudly, seemingly understanding the conversation.
“Of course, do they have a preference or is anything ok?” The Wendigo asks as he pulls out a small box from his pockets and sets it down on a table.
"They will eat anything." He strokes a nearby bird's black feathers, "Beggars can't be choosers."
"They will eat anything." He strokes a nearby bird's black feathers, "Beggars can't be choosers."
“Alrighty then. I’ll make an apple pie for them then, can’t go wrong with a classic” He says as he opens the box up and a large apple tree starts to grow out from it. The wendigo plucked several apples from the branches before closing the box, causing the apple tree to shrink back down onto the box.
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*How've you been?*
“Oh, this is incredible.” The wendigo says as he excitedly walks around, the sound of his four cloven hooves filling the space. “I could make hundreds of pies and pastries of all sorts here!”
Fahkar sighs and trudges through, the head of the Son of Amina bouncing around on his back.
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.
"I betcha could." He says, sticking his gloved hands deep in his pockets. One finger sticks out of a hole and he wiggles it.
*Tired and working on making Vipes happy.*
*I'm not great at it.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
You walk through the halls and soon find yourself. In the throne room. The King sits on the throne, staring at you with eyes that shine like candlelight from a jack-o'-lantern. A long, thin carpet of leaves leads up to the foot of his throne where four Fox Hounds lay curled at his feet. A small crowd of courtiers watch you from the sides of the room.
*Oof. I'm sure you'll succeed.*
Without a word, Fahkar unwraps the head of the Son and slams it down.
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 throne room is silent for a moment and then the King's voice drifts towards you from the throne. "I see you've been out butchering Amina's boys. His earrings show that he was higher up in station. You got quite the catch."
"I was tracking some normal ghouls. They came to a ghoul gate and this one came out. He was not a problem to defeat." Fahkar shrugs. Dawnbringer's voice drifts up from his hip. "He smelt bad. The inside of him was worse..." It mutters.
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.
“Thank you for the hospitality. We are not use to such a welcome.” The wendigo says as the shadow darts around the kitchen to explore. “Let me make you something as thanks, it can be anything you like.”
*I really like my dryad character from the Conservatory, so I'm thinking I might intro them here.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"You may continue your hunting, but be careful not to stir up Amina's wrath. The ghouls could use a little humbling but you must take care. I'm surprised she didn't strike you for attacking her children on her doorstep. It worries me."
"Oh I can't really... I shouldn't eat much. My birds would really appreciate it though. They're right hungry souls." The crows caw loudly, seemingly understanding the conversation.
*That would be cool. I was thinking of creating a dryad character with a connection to the Autumn Country but I haven't yet. I do have to leave for a little while though so I'll see y'all later.*
"I am not yet powerful enough to fight her. I wish I was. This place could do with less of her monstrosities." He sighs. "You needn't worry about me. I can handle myself."
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.
“Of course, do they have a preference or is anything ok?” The Wendigo asks as he pulls out a small box from his pockets and sets it down on a table.
"Her kind might be twisted and foul, but this country is as much their home as everyone else's. They are rebellious in their pitiful little manner so I allow punishment to come from those such as yourself." He stops and strokes his beard. "Who are you, sir, that you come to my realm to rid it of evil?"
"They will eat anything." He strokes a nearby bird's black feathers, "Beggars can't be choosers."
“Alrighty then. I’ll make an apple pie for them then, can’t go wrong with a classic” He says as he opens the box up and a large apple tree starts to grow out from it. The wendigo plucked several apples from the branches before closing the box, causing the apple tree to shrink back down onto the box.