"A bit of that is usually good." She examines Raski, trying to tell if he's a threat.
Insight: 20
He doesn't exactly seem hostile, but he has an unsafe aura around him, as if he isn't the best person to befriend.
She stops hiding her book, and takes out an empty glass bottle. "Do you know anything about potions?"
"Not much." He shrugs. "I come from an area where they weren't common."
"Where did you come from?"
"Vampire lands." He says casually. "You?"
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Raski has an aura of coldness radiating off of him.
The bat continues to listen, tensing slightly.
"This guy is vile, Niko."
"I've got other problems."
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
It nods, a weak and sickly movement. "When wearing the flesh of one near-dead, I found a fire. I enjoyed it so much that I ate the coals. The body expired shortly afterward, leading to a loss of sensation."
"Ah... that is unfortunate... Always hate it when flesh sacks you possess die. Quite annoying, innit?"
He fishes around in his backpack, before pulling out a cup of dirt and a spoon, chewing thoughtfully.
The being stares at the cup, watching each spoonful as it leaves the mug and enters the tall man's mouth. It smacks its lips, a dry, cold sound.
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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.
It nods, a weak and sickly movement. "When wearing the flesh of one near-dead, I found a fire. I enjoyed it so much that I ate the coals. The body expired shortly afterward, leading to a loss of sensation."
"Ah... that is unfortunate... Always hate it when flesh sacks you possess die. Quite annoying, innit?"
He fishes around in his backpack, before pulling out a cup of dirt and a spoon, chewing thoughtfully.
The being stares at the cup, watching each spoonful as it leaves the mug and enters the tall man's mouth. It smacks its lips, a dry, cold sound.
"What? ... Oh! My bad. How rude! Do you want some?"
Raski has an aura of coldness radiating off of him.
The bat continues to listen, tensing slightly.
"This guy is vile, Niko."
"I've got other problems."
The bat yawns.
Niko pets the bat.
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
The being stares at the cup, watching each spoonful as it leaves the mug and enters the tall man's mouth. It smacks its lips, a dry, cold sound.
"What? ... Oh! My bad. How rude! Do you want some?"
"Oh, I'm happy watching you eat. My form... lacks substance. I am cold and empty. Too weak to take the living, and the dead don't serve my needs. I possess those like me: half-alive and half-dead. Then and only then can I breathe, eat, sleep, drink, and feel the warmth of flesh." It shivers slightly.
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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 being stares at the cup, watching each spoonful as it leaves the mug and enters the tall man's mouth. It smacks its lips, a dry, cold sound.
"What? ... Oh! My bad. How rude! Do you want some?"
"Oh, I'm happy watching you eat. My form... lacks substance. I am cold and empty. Too weak to take the living, and the dead don't serve my needs. I possess those like me: half-alive and half-dead. Then and only then can I breathe, eat, sleep, drink, and feel the warmth of flesh." It shivers slightly.
Raski has an aura of coldness radiating off of him.
The bat continues to listen, tensing slightly.
"This guy is vile, Niko."
"I've got other problems."
The bat yawns.
Niko pets the bat.
The bat nips his finger.
*her*
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
"Oh, I'm happy watching you eat. My form... lacks substance. I am cold and empty. Too weak to take the living, and the dead don't serve my needs. I possess those like me: half-alive and half-dead. Then and only then can I breathe, eat, sleep, drink, and feel the warmth of flesh." It shivers slightly.
"Aw. That's sad."
It hangs its head for a second, then looks back up. One hand disappears into the darkness, then re-emerges with a large kitchen knife. "I do have... one loophole..." It stabs the knife into the table. "The one thing I can hold."
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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.
"Oh, I'm happy watching you eat. My form... lacks substance. I am cold and empty. Too weak to take the living, and the dead don't serve my needs. I possess those like me: half-alive and half-dead. Then and only then can I breathe, eat, sleep, drink, and feel the warmth of flesh." It shivers slightly.
"Aw. That's sad."
It hangs its head for a second, then looks back up. One hand disappears into the darkness, then re-emerges with a large kitchen knife. "I do have... one loophole..." It stabs the knife into the table. "The one thing I can hold."
It hangs its head for a second, then looks back up. One hand disappears into the darkness, then re-emerges with a large kitchen knife. "I do have... one loophole..." It stabs the knife into the table. "The one thing I can hold."
"Oooh!" He claps excitedly.
It dips the tip of the knife into the dirt, then lifts it up with a tiny bit of earth on it. Then it runs its long, thin finger along the side, through the filth. The dirt is undisturbed. It taps the dirt off into the cup again. "Only for diminishing others, I'm afraid. I've learned what wounds won't kill someone quickly, and what wounds will. I've learned how to prepare food with only the blade of my knife. My greatest desire is to find a group of adventurers who will hire me, as they leave many injured, weakened beings in their wake. Beings that would happily strike a deal with me for power or freedom."
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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.
Raski has an aura of coldness radiating off of him.
The bat continues to listen, tensing slightly.
"This guy is vile, Niko."
"I've got other problems."
The bat yawns.
Niko pets the bat.
The bat nips his finger.
*her*
*Oops! Sorry, thought that was Rascil. Nevermind, the bat purrs.
Niko pets it again, sighing. "Look. Maybe once I'm done with my problem, I can help you with yours."
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
It hangs its head for a second, then looks back up. One hand disappears into the darkness, then re-emerges with a large kitchen knife. "I do have... one loophole..." It stabs the knife into the table. "The one thing I can hold."
"Oooh!" He claps excitedly.
It dips the tip of the knife into the dirt, then lifts it up with a tiny bit of earth on it. Then it runs its long, thin finger along the side, through the filth. The dirt is undisturbed. It taps the dirt off into the cup again. "Only for diminishing others, I'm afraid. I've learned what wounds won't kill someone quickly, and what wounds will. I've learned how to prepare food with only the blade of my knife. My greatest desire is to find a group of adventurers who will hire me, as they leave many injured, weakened beings in their wake. Beings that would happily strike a deal with me for power or freedom."
"... Really... I may have an opportunity for you..."
It dips the tip of the knife into the dirt, then lifts it up with a tiny bit of earth on it. Then it runs its long, thin finger along the side, through the filth. The dirt is undisturbed. It taps the dirt off into the cup again. "Only for diminishing others, I'm afraid. I've learned what wounds won't kill someone quickly, and what wounds will. I've learned how to prepare food with only the blade of my knife. My greatest desire is to find a group of adventurers who will hire me, as they leave many injured, weakened beings in their wake. Beings that would happily strike a deal with me for power or freedom."
"... Really... I may have an opportunity for you..."
It steeples its fingers over the handle of the knife, letting the tip balance against the table. "An opportunity, you say? How generous of you... I knew the moment you approached that you were a good one. I would love to hear your offer."
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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.
Raski has an aura of coldness radiating off of him.
The bat continues to listen, tensing slightly.
"This guy is vile, Niko."
"I've got other problems."
The bat yawns.
Niko pets the bat.
The bat nips his finger.
*her*
*Oops! Sorry, thought that was Rascil. Nevermind, the bat purrs.
Niko pets it again, sighing. "Look. Maybe once I'm done with my problem, I can help you with yours."
The bat purrs again.
"Ugh."
"I'm leaving." Niko says, standing up.
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
"Vampire lands." He says casually. "You?"
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
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The bat continues to listen, tensing slightly.
"This guy is vile, Niko."
"I've got other problems."
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Extended Signature!
The bat yawns.
The being stares at the cup, watching each spoonful as it leaves the mug and enters the tall man's mouth. It smacks its lips, a dry, cold sound.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"What? ... Oh! My bad. How rude! Do you want some?"
Niko pets the bat.
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Extended Signature!
The bat nips his finger.
"Oh, I'm happy watching you eat. My form... lacks substance. I am cold and empty. Too weak to take the living, and the dead don't serve my needs. I possess those like me: half-alive and half-dead. Then and only then can I breathe, eat, sleep, drink, and feel the warmth of flesh." It shivers slightly.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Aw. That's sad."
*her*
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Extended Signature!
*Oops! Sorry, thought that was Rascil. Nevermind, the bat purrs.
It hangs its head for a second, then looks back up. One hand disappears into the darkness, then re-emerges with a large kitchen knife. "I do have... one loophole..." It stabs the knife into the table. "The one thing I can hold."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Oooh!" He claps excitedly.
It dips the tip of the knife into the dirt, then lifts it up with a tiny bit of earth on it. Then it runs its long, thin finger along the side, through the filth. The dirt is undisturbed. It taps the dirt off into the cup again. "Only for diminishing others, I'm afraid. I've learned what wounds won't kill someone quickly, and what wounds will. I've learned how to prepare food with only the blade of my knife. My greatest desire is to find a group of adventurers who will hire me, as they leave many injured, weakened beings in their wake. Beings that would happily strike a deal with me for power or freedom."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Niko pets it again, sighing. "Look. Maybe once I'm done with my problem, I can help you with yours."
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Extended Signature!
"... Really... I may have an opportunity for you..."
The bat purrs again.
It steeples its fingers over the handle of the knife, letting the tip balance against the table. "An opportunity, you say? How generous of you... I knew the moment you approached that you were a good one. I would love to hear your offer."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Ugh."
"I'm leaving." Niko says, standing up.
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Extended Signature!