The silence of the breeze fills the Autumn Country. Petals falling to the ground as plants reach the end of their lives, going into their yearly slumber. In a field of dying flowers walks an armored man, even larger than the Crusader. He has a large broken executioner's blade on his back, covered in armor, his face hidden from view by a mask, and yet his eyes are soft as he holds a flower with gentle care. He shows that despite his size and appearance, he is quite intelligent and wise, especially emotionally. He eventually lets the flower go, letting it float into the distance with a calm breeze, taking a deep breath and muttering "All petals must fall." He then heads farther toward the town, The Leper, former king.
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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 silence of the breeze fills the Autumn Country. Petals falling to the ground as plants reach the end of their lives, going into their yearly slumber. In a field of dying flowers walks an armored man, even larger than the Crusader. He has a large broken executioner's blade on his back, covered in armor, his face hidden from view by a mask, and yet his eyes are soft as he holds a flower with gentle care. He shows that despite his size and appearance, he is quite intelligent and wise, especially emotionally. He eventually lets the flower go, letting it float into the distance with a calm breeze, taking a deep breath and muttering "All petals must fall." He then heads farther toward the town, The Leper, former king.
*Crap, I just realized that most of my characters are occupied and my Stockpile character isn't finished yet. Time split Felix it is!*
Felix (we all know Felix at this point, right?) sits on a stump along his path, eating something that used to be some sort of highly-dangerous monster. He stops when the Leper's shadow falls over him. He looks up in awe at the former king before him.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The silence of the breeze fills the Autumn Country. Petals falling to the ground as plants reach the end of their lives, going into their yearly slumber. In a field of dying flowers walks an armored man, even larger than the Crusader. He has a large broken executioner's blade on his back, covered in armor, his face hidden from view by a mask, and yet his eyes are soft as he holds a flower with gentle care. He shows that despite his size and appearance, he is quite intelligent and wise, especially emotionally. He eventually lets the flower go, letting it float into the distance with a calm breeze, taking a deep breath and muttering "All petals must fall." He then heads farther toward the town, The Leper, former king.
*Crap, I just realized that most of my characters are occupied and my Stockpile character isn't finished yet. Time split Felix it is!*
Felix (we all know Felix at this point, right?) sits on a stump along his path, eating something that used to be some sort of highly-dangerous monster. He stops when the Leper's shadow falls over him. He looks up in awe at the former king before him.
The heavily armored former king gets down on one knee, picking a small piece of foliage off of the ground and attaching it to their belt. They look Felix in their eyes, soft and kind, his voice is like silk, deep, trusting "Hello young one. I have arrived in this land unaware to me, where might I be?"
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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.'
*Crap, I just realized that most of my characters are occupied and my Stockpile character isn't finished yet. Time split Felix it is!*
Felix (we all know Felix at this point, right?) sits on a stump along his path, eating something that used to be some sort of highly-dangerous monster. He stops when the Leper's shadow falls over him. He looks up in awe at the former king before him.
The heavily armored former king gets down on one knee, picking a small piece of foliage off of the ground and attaching it to their belt. They look Felix in their eyes, soft and kind, his voice is like silk, deep, trusting "Hello young one. I have arrived in this land unaware to me, where might I be?"
"This is the Autumn Country, sir. A land of joy and plenty, of darkness and dearth. It's a wonderful place, if a deadly one. You seem like you'd fit right in, sir. A soul of peace and a sword to maintain it." He offers a bit of his meal.
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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.
*Crap, I just realized that most of my characters are occupied and my Stockpile character isn't finished yet. Time split Felix it is!*
Felix (we all know Felix at this point, right?) sits on a stump along his path, eating something that used to be some sort of highly-dangerous monster. He stops when the Leper's shadow falls over him. He looks up in awe at the former king before him.
The heavily armored former king gets down on one knee, picking a small piece of foliage off of the ground and attaching it to their belt. They look Felix in their eyes, soft and kind, his voice is like silk, deep, trusting "Hello young one. I have arrived in this land unaware to me, where might I be?"
"This is the Autumn Country, sir. A land of joy and plenty, of darkness and dearth. It's a wonderful place, if a deadly one. You seem like you'd fit right in, sir. A soul of peace and a sword to maintain it." He offers a bit of his meal.
He pushes back the hand, unwilling to take the food from them "I appreciate the offer, but I am not in need of a meal at the moment. Possibly another time, but now is not that time. Thank you for informing me, as well as your complement."
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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.'
"This is the Autumn Country, sir. A land of joy and plenty, of darkness and dearth. It's a wonderful place, if a deadly one. You seem like you'd fit right in, sir. A soul of peace and a sword to maintain it." He offers a bit of his meal.
He pushes back the hand, unwilling to take the food from them "I appreciate the offer, but I am not in need of a meal at the moment. Possibly another time, but now is not that time. Thank you for informing me, as well as your complement."
Felix nods. "Well, I'm always up to feeding others, so if you're ever hungry, I'll be easy to find. My cooking may be a bit unusual, but it's always worth trying something at least once. So, anyways, how did you end up 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.
"This is the Autumn Country, sir. A land of joy and plenty, of darkness and dearth. It's a wonderful place, if a deadly one. You seem like you'd fit right in, sir. A soul of peace and a sword to maintain it." He offers a bit of his meal.
He pushes back the hand, unwilling to take the food from them "I appreciate the offer, but I am not in need of a meal at the moment. Possibly another time, but now is not that time. Thank you for informing me, as well as your complement."
Felix nods. "Well, I'm always up to feeding others, so if you're ever hungry, I'll be easy to find. My cooking may be a bit unusual, but it's always worth trying something at least once. So, anyways, how did you end up here?"
He sits on the stump next to them, "Shame and exile, a king lacking the right to his own kingdom, so I travel the world in the hopes of helping those I may find. Gaining the wisdom I need to understand my affliction, truly." Felix can see he's suffering from Leprosy, although he doesn't seem to mind it.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Helianth is in the helm of it and Felix's newly acquired Spelljammer, looking around the somewhat circular room. In the back of this room is the exit door, leading to a staircase down to the main hall of the ship, and to a storage area beneath that. Five terminals with cracked screens and organic mechanisms sit in a semi-circle around the main window of the room, one of which the flower is investigating in further detail. A large round table made of bone sits in the middle of the chamber, with a small device embedded in its center and buttons and knobs and dials at regular intervals along its rim. Carved into the wall above the door is a still-bleeding symbol of Ragnorra, which seems as though it was a later addition made by the aberrations that dwelled here before them.
The crooked flower looks through the broken window out at the sun, absorbing light as it always has.
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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)
Felix nods. "Well, I'm always up to feeding others, so if you're ever hungry, I'll be easy to find. My cooking may be a bit unusual, but it's always worth trying something at least once. So, anyways, how did you end up here?"
He sits on the stump next to them, "Shame and exile, a king lacking the right to his own kingdom, so I travel the world in the hopes of helping those I may find. Gaining the wisdom I need to understand my affliction, truly." Felix can see he's suffering from Leprosy, although he doesn't seem to mind it.
"A cure is possible, but not likely. Such a disease is a work of art. A horrible, painful one, but my specialty is in appreciating such things. I study biology, magic, and cooking in equal measure. I hope to make the world a better place too, but most don't have the same definition of 'better' as I. Most want to purge the world of evil. I want to love that evil, care for it, and make it good."
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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.
Felix nods. "Well, I'm always up to feeding others, so if you're ever hungry, I'll be easy to find. My cooking may be a bit unusual, but it's always worth trying something at least once. So, anyways, how did you end up here?"
He sits on the stump next to them, "Shame and exile, a king lacking the right to his own kingdom, so I travel the world in the hopes of helping those I may find. Gaining the wisdom I need to understand my affliction, truly." Felix can see he's suffering from Leprosy, although he doesn't seem to mind it.
"A cure is possible, but not likely. Such a disease is a work of art. A horrible, painful one, but my specialty is in appreciating such things. I study biology, magic, and cooking in equal measure. I hope to make the world a better place too, but most don't have the same definition of 'better' as I. Most want to purge the world of evil. I want to love that evil, care for it, and make it good."
The leper smiles, his skin cracking and breaking off, bleeding "Ah, wise and true. I do not seek a cure for my affliction, I have accepted it long ago. In the acceptance of pain, strength flows in abundance." He takes his heavy broken greatsword off of his back and place it down in front of him in the dirt, looking like a stalwart statue, never faltering, never breaking, always standing stronger and stronger still.
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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 silence of the breeze fills the Autumn Country. Petals falling to the ground as plants reach the end of their lives, going into their yearly slumber. In a field of dying flowers walks an armored man, even larger than the Crusader. He has a large broken executioner's blade on his back, covered in armor, his face hidden from view by a mask, and yet his eyes are soft as he holds a flower with gentle care. He shows that despite his size and appearance, he is quite intelligent and wise, especially emotionally. He eventually lets the flower go, letting it float into the distance with a calm breeze, taking a deep breath and muttering "All petals must fall." He then heads farther toward the town, The Leper, former king.
*Anyone else want to rp?*
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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.'
"A cure is possible, but not likely. Such a disease is a work of art. A horrible, painful one, but my specialty is in appreciating such things. I study biology, magic, and cooking in equal measure. I hope to make the world a better place too, but most don't have the same definition of 'better' as I. Most want to purge the world of evil. I want to love that evil, care for it, and make it good."
The leper smiles, his skin cracking and breaking off, bleeding "Ah, wise and true. I do not seek a cure for my affliction, I have accepted it long ago. In the acceptance of pain, strength flows in abundance." He takes his heavy broken greatsword off of his back and place it down in front of him in the dirt, looking like a stalwart statue, never faltering, never breaking, always standing stronger and stronger still.
"Pain is a god, as I always say."
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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.
"A cure is possible, but not likely. Such a disease is a work of art. A horrible, painful one, but my specialty is in appreciating such things. I study biology, magic, and cooking in equal measure. I hope to make the world a better place too, but most don't have the same definition of 'better' as I. Most want to purge the world of evil. I want to love that evil, care for it, and make it good."
The leper smiles, his skin cracking and breaking off, bleeding "Ah, wise and true. I do not seek a cure for my affliction, I have accepted it long ago. In the acceptance of pain, strength flows in abundance." He takes his heavy broken greatsword off of his back and place it down in front of him in the dirt, looking like a stalwart statue, never faltering, never breaking, always standing stronger and stronger still.
"Pain is a god, as I always say."
"If it were not, I may have lost the wisdom I now have." He smiles at them.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"If it were not, I may have lost the wisdom I now have." He smiles at them.
Felix smiles back. "It's nice to meet someone with an equal interest in the grotesque. I'm Felix, the battlechef."
"I am Nikanhum, former king, now simply a traveling Leper. Have you met anyone, particularly strange? Perhaps an Jester or a Crusader? A Houndmaster or an Occultist?" He says, curiosity in his voice.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"If it were not, I may have lost the wisdom I now have." He smiles at them.
Felix smiles back. "It's nice to meet someone with an equal interest in the grotesque. I'm Felix, the battlechef."
"I am Nikanhum, former king, now simply a traveling Leper. Have you met anyone, particularly strange? Perhaps an Jester or a Crusader? A Houndmaster or an Occultist?" He says, curiosity in his voice.
"The first two, yes. The Jester is in the keep, and the Crusader I think was last seen hunting ghouls. Those other two sound neat, though."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"If it were not, I may have lost the wisdom I now have." He smiles at them.
Felix smiles back. "It's nice to meet someone with an equal interest in the grotesque. I'm Felix, the battlechef."
"I am Nikanhum, former king, now simply a traveling Leper. Have you met anyone, particularly strange? Perhaps an Jester or a Crusader? A Houndmaster or an Occultist?" He says, curiosity in his voice.
"The first two, yes. The Jester is in the keep, and the Crusader I think was last seen hunting ghouls. Those other two sound neat, though."
"The Occultist is someone I never exactly saw eye to eye with but they are fine. The Houndmaster has always been someone I could sit with though, and simply rest."
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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 silence of the breeze fills the Autumn Country. Petals falling to the ground as plants reach the end of their lives, going into their yearly slumber. In a field of dying flowers walks an armored man, even larger than the Crusader. He has a large broken executioner's blade on his back, covered in armor, his face hidden from view by a mask, and yet his eyes are soft as he holds a flower with gentle care. He shows that despite his size and appearance, he is quite intelligent and wise, especially emotionally. He eventually lets the flower go, letting it float into the distance with a calm breeze, taking a deep breath and muttering "All petals must fall." He then heads farther toward the town, The Leper, former king.
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.)
*Crap, I just realized that most of my characters are occupied and my Stockpile character isn't finished yet. Time split Felix it is!*
Felix (we all know Felix at this point, right?) sits on a stump along his path, eating something that used to be some sort of highly-dangerous monster. He stops when the Leper's shadow falls over him. He looks up in awe at the former king before him.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*That took way too long to post. What is wrong with my computer?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The heavily armored former king gets down on one knee, picking a small piece of foliage off of the ground and attaching it to their belt. They look Felix in their eyes, soft and kind, his voice is like silk, deep, trusting "Hello young one. I have arrived in this land unaware to me, where might I be?"
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.)
"This is the Autumn Country, sir. A land of joy and plenty, of darkness and dearth. It's a wonderful place, if a deadly one. You seem like you'd fit right in, sir. A soul of peace and a sword to maintain it." He offers a bit of his meal.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He pushes back the hand, unwilling to take the food from them "I appreciate the offer, but I am not in need of a meal at the moment. Possibly another time, but now is not that time. Thank you for informing me, as well as your complement."
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.)
Felix nods. "Well, I'm always up to feeding others, so if you're ever hungry, I'll be easy to find. My cooking may be a bit unusual, but it's always worth trying something at least once. So, anyways, how did you end up here?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He sits on the stump next to them, "Shame and exile, a king lacking the right to his own kingdom, so I travel the world in the hopes of helping those I may find. Gaining the wisdom I need to understand my affliction, truly." Felix can see he's suffering from Leprosy, although he doesn't seem to mind it.
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.)
*Good morning!*
Helianth is in the helm of it and Felix's newly acquired Spelljammer, looking around the somewhat circular room. In the back of this room is the exit door, leading to a staircase down to the main hall of the ship, and to a storage area beneath that. Five terminals with cracked screens and organic mechanisms sit in a semi-circle around the main window of the room, one of which the flower is investigating in further detail. A large round table made of bone sits in the middle of the chamber, with a small device embedded in its center and buttons and knobs and dials at regular intervals along its rim. Carved into the wall above the door is a still-bleeding symbol of Ragnorra, which seems as though it was a later addition made by the aberrations that dwelled here before them.
The crooked flower looks through the broken window out at the sun, absorbing light as it always has.
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)
"A cure is possible, but not likely. Such a disease is a work of art. A horrible, painful one, but my specialty is in appreciating such things. I study biology, magic, and cooking in equal measure. I hope to make the world a better place too, but most don't have the same definition of 'better' as I. Most want to purge the world of evil. I want to love that evil, care for it, and make it good."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The leper smiles, his skin cracking and breaking off, bleeding "Ah, wise and true. I do not seek a cure for my affliction, I have accepted it long ago. In the acceptance of pain, strength flows in abundance." He takes his heavy broken greatsword off of his back and place it down in front of him in the dirt, looking like a stalwart statue, never faltering, never breaking, always standing stronger and stronger still.
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.)
*Anyone else want to rp?*
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.)
"Pain is a god, as I always say."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"If it were not, I may have lost the wisdom I now have." He smiles at them.
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.)
Felix smiles back. "It's nice to meet someone with an equal interest in the grotesque. I'm Felix, the battlechef."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I am Nikanhum, former king, now simply a traveling Leper. Have you met anyone, particularly strange? Perhaps an Jester or a Crusader? A Houndmaster or an Occultist?" He says, curiosity in his voice.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"The first two, yes. The Jester is in the keep, and the Crusader I think was last seen hunting ghouls. Those other two sound neat, though."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Hey Yvonne? Does Felix make you uncomfortable? If he does I can change him. This is all for fun, after all.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"The Occultist is someone I never exactly saw eye to eye with but they are fine. The Houndmaster has always been someone I could sit with though, and simply rest."
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.)
*Nah, not really. Sure, they're a more overtly villainous character, but so is Helianth. I'm having fun watching these two scheme and work together!*
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)