The docks grow cold as something approaches along the water, bringing a thick mist with them. The sound of shattering ice clearly heard as it approaches, and becoming more clear. Not a ship, strangely enough, not a spooner or a barge or even a rowboat, from what can be seen, it’s just ice, and upon the frozen water is a cloaked figure. They appear to be average height, the cloak concealing everything about their form otherwise as they slowly step toward shore, the air growing even more frigid as they approach with every passing step.
Eya looks at the thing before walking towards it, trying to get a better view. But also trying to stay out of sight at the same time
It is as if there is nothing but darkness but darkness inside the cloak, simply the void as it continues walking towards the docks.
Eya watches, not quite sure what to do, but she still keeps her distance.
The creature turns to where they are standing, seemingly looking at them, but with eyes that don’t exist.
The docks grow cold as something approaches along the water, bringing a thick mist with them. The sound of shattering ice clearly heard as it approaches, and becoming more clear. Not a ship, strangely enough, not a spooner or a barge or even a rowboat, from what can be seen, it’s just ice, and upon the frozen water is a cloaked figure. They appear to be average height, the cloak concealing everything about their form otherwise as they slowly step toward shore, the air growing even more frigid as they approach with every passing step.
Eya looks at the thing before walking towards it, trying to get a better view. But also trying to stay out of sight at the same time
It is as if there is nothing but darkness but darkness inside the cloak, simply the void as it continues walking towards the docks.
Eya watches, not quite sure what to do, but she still keeps her distance.
The creature turns to where they are standing, seemingly looking at them, but with eyes that don’t exist.
Eya stares back at them and sharpens her claws
”What… are you?” She asks
The cloak tilts like they're tilting their own head "Cold... ice... death..." It's voice like water droplets in a pond.
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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.
"Life is like a roller coaster, and you just took your seatbelt off."
Terisqato has gotten all her things together and is staying in a room at the Old Trawler. She’s currently playing her psalter contemplatively while strolling along the banks, murmuring an ancient Draconic epic along with the music.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Terisqato has gotten all her things together and is staying in a room at the Old Trawler. She’s currently playing her psalter contemplatively while strolling along the banks, murmuring an ancient Draconic epic along with the music.
Eya notices her and begins to walk over, her tail swaying as she did.
Terisqato has gotten all her things together and is staying in a room at the Old Trawler. She’s currently playing her psalter contemplatively while strolling along the banks, murmuring an ancient Draconic epic along with the music.
Eya notices her and begins to walk over, her tail swaying as she did.
The aging tiefling turns, smiling kindly at you. “Hello there!”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Terisqato has gotten all her things together and is staying in a room at the Old Trawler. She’s currently playing her psalter contemplatively while strolling along the banks, murmuring an ancient Draconic epic along with the music.
Eya notices her and begins to walk over, her tail swaying as she did.
The aging tiefling turns, smiling kindly at you. “Hello there!”
Terisqato has gotten all her things together and is staying in a room at the Old Trawler. She’s currently playing her psalter contemplatively while strolling along the banks, murmuring an ancient Draconic epic along with the music.
Eya notices her and begins to walk over, her tail swaying as she did.
The aging tiefling turns, smiling kindly at you. “Hello there!”
“I’m Eya, and you?” the blue dragonborn bows.
“Call me Esqato. I am a stenographer, musician, and poet.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Terisqato has gotten all her things together and is staying in a room at the Old Trawler. She’s currently playing her psalter contemplatively while strolling along the banks, murmuring an ancient Draconic epic along with the music.
Eya notices her and begins to walk over, her tail swaying as she did.
The aging tiefling turns, smiling kindly at you. “Hello there!”
“I’m Eya, and you?” the blue dragonborn bows.
“Call me Esqato. I am a stenographer, musician, and poet.”
“Lovely, and just so you’re not confused if I sound off in a bit, I’ve sort of got a god in my head.” Eya smiles.
Terisqato has gotten all her things together and is staying in a room at the Old Trawler. She’s currently playing her psalter contemplatively while strolling along the banks, murmuring an ancient Draconic epic along with the music.
Eya notices her and begins to walk over, her tail swaying as she did.
The aging tiefling turns, smiling kindly at you. “Hello there!”
“I’m Eya, and you?” the blue dragonborn bows.
“Call me Esqato. I am a stenographer, musician, and poet.”
“Lovely, and just so you’re not confused if I sound off in a bit, I’ve sort of got a god in my head.” Eya smiles.
“…alright.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Eya stares back at them and sharpens her claws
”What… are you?” She asks
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
The cloak tilts like they're tilting their own head "Cold... ice... death..." It's voice like water droplets in a pond.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
"Life is like a roller coaster, and you just took your seatbelt off."
"Nothing is beautiful because it lasts."
*cut*
Eya nods and sheaths her claws before walking off
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
The creature continues walking into town.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
"Life is like a roller coaster, and you just took your seatbelt off."
"Nothing is beautiful because it lasts."
Eya watches, mostly out of curiosity
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
With every step it's feet freeze over, having to break the ice to continue walking, it's hands void black like it's feet and maybe face.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
"Life is like a roller coaster, and you just took your seatbelt off."
"Nothing is beautiful because it lasts."
Eya slowly begins walking towards the creature
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
The creature does not notice, the air around them visible because of their cold.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
"Life is like a roller coaster, and you just took your seatbelt off."
"Nothing is beautiful because it lasts."
“What do you want here?” She asks
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
"...Warmth..." It says, though it does seem to not know why.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
"Life is like a roller coaster, and you just took your seatbelt off."
"Nothing is beautiful because it lasts."
*cut*
”Warmth? Well, good luck finding that.” Eya walks back to the dock
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
Terisqato has gotten all her things together and is staying in a room at the Old Trawler. She’s currently playing her psalter contemplatively while strolling along the banks, murmuring an ancient Draconic epic along with the music.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Eya notices her and begins to walk over, her tail swaying as she did.
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
The aging tiefling turns, smiling kindly at you. “Hello there!”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“I’m Eya, and you?” the blue dragonborn bows.
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
“Call me Esqato. I am a stenographer, musician, and poet.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“Lovely, and just so you’re not confused if I sound off in a bit, I’ve sort of got a god in my head.” Eya smiles.
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
“…alright.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*cut.*
”Anyways, what brings you here?” Eya asks
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
“A shipwreck, though we were headed to this general area anyway…”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.