The drow woman is sitting down, scribbling arcane symbols in the sand. She checks a book periodically, to make sure she's doing everything right.
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(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all!)
"No..." They mumble. "Just you..." They begin to hum the same tune that the paladin sang earlier.
People are talking… People are talking about me, they’re so scared… These beasts they keep walking like… like… like lambs to the slaughter... Everywhere that I go, death follows me...
They exhale a low hum, like the sound of a bug's buzz. They walk into town, pulling their hood a wee bit lower, sticking to the quiet shadows around him.
'Do you know where we are? I have never been here before' they sign, the quiet rustle of their plate armor cutting through the hum.
"Ah..." Their breathing gets slower, deeper, softer. This place... I hear them... a place of travelers, of revelers, of threats. A venue owned by an arachnid... a discus of blood and pain and triumph... curious place, indeed... But... I trust in your strength, dear knight...
The drow woman is sitting down, scribbling arcane symbols in the sand. She checks a book periodically, to make sure she's doing everything right.
A couple grains of sand begin to hover in the air after being displaced. If she looks up to examine them, she also notices a short, fuzzy arm laying on the ground a couple meters away, the owner apparently buried beneath it.
"No..." They mumble. "Just you..." They begin to hum the same tune that the paladin sang earlier.
People are talking… People are talking about me, they’re so scared… These beasts they keep walking like… like… like lambs to the slaughter... Everywhere that I go, death follows me...
They exhale a low hum, like the sound of a bug's buzz. They walk into town, pulling their hood a wee bit lower, sticking to the quiet shadows around him.
'Do you know where we are? I have never been here before' they sign, the quiet rustle of their plate armor cutting through the hum.
"Ah..." Their breathing gets slower, deeper, softer. This place... I hear them... a place of travelers, of revelers, of threats. A venue owned by an arachnid... a discus of blood and pain and triumph... curious place, indeed... But... I trust in your strength, dear knight...
The paladin stands still for a moment before curling and uncurling his hands into fists and back. The droning nosie seems to stop before the Paladin looks at the ground. Viscous black liquid seeps between the armor plates, causing the paladin to tremble slightly. He shakes his head as suddenly it is gone. It trembles for a few seconds more before clawing at the mask over his face.
'I'm sorry.' it signs 'I don't know what came over me.'
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
"Ah..." Their breathing gets slower, deeper, softer. This place... I hear them... a place of travelers, of revelers, of threats. A venue owned by an arachnid... a discus of blood and pain and triumph... curious place, indeed... But... I trust in your strength, dear knight...
The paladin stands still for a moment before curling and uncurling his hands into fists and back. The droning nosie seems to stop before the Paladin looks at the ground. Viscous black liquid seeps between the armor plates, causing the paladin to tremble slightly. He shakes his head as suddenly it is gone. It trembles for a few seconds more before clawing at the mask over his face.
'I'm sorry.' it signs 'I don't know what came over me.'
You people and your apologies... There's a sort of breathy half-laugh from the critter. I'm not worried... A little slimy, but not worried. You have carried heaven on your back for ages, have you not? ...I see your caution is misplaced.
"Ah..." Their breathing gets slower, deeper, softer. This place... I hear them... a place of travelers, of revelers, of threats. A venue owned by an arachnid... a discus of blood and pain and triumph... curious place, indeed... But... I trust in your strength, dear knight...
The paladin stands still for a moment before curling and uncurling his hands into fists and back. The droning nosie seems to stop before the Paladin looks at the ground. Viscous black liquid seeps between the armor plates, causing the paladin to tremble slightly. He shakes his head as suddenly it is gone. It trembles for a few seconds more before clawing at the mask over his face.
'I'm sorry.' it signs 'I don't know what came over me.'
You people and your apologies... There's a sort of breathy half-laugh from the critter. I'm not worried... A little slimy, but not worried. You have carried heaven on your back for ages, have you not? ...I see your caution is misplaced.
'I understand apologies to some degree, a way to regretfully acknowledge one's actions. I feel I must convey it in a way, after all, you have to see it.' it signs before rolling its shoulders 'I miss my wings.'
It continues walking, carefully glancing around.
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
You people and your apologies... There's a sort of breathy half-laugh from the critter. I'm not worried... A little slimy, but not worried. You have carried heaven on your back for ages, have you not? ...I see your caution is misplaced.
'I understand apologies to some degree, a way to regretfully acknowledge one's actions. I feel I must convey it in a way, after all, you have to see it.' it signs before rolling its shoulders 'I miss my wings.'
It continues walking, carefully glancing around.
A dreamy sigh. We all do... But you had the fortune of feeling the wind on your bones before you fell... the rest of us...
"Were not so lucky..." Rattles an entity in the same voice, half-real in the wavering air some 30 feet off. The thing resembles a skeletal figure with white clothes and flaking skin, all red and black, burnt and raw.
You people and your apologies... There's a sort of breathy half-laugh from the critter. I'm not worried... A little slimy, but not worried. You have carried heaven on your back for ages, have you not? ...I see your caution is misplaced.
'I understand apologies to some degree, a way to regretfully acknowledge one's actions. I feel I must convey it in a way, after all, you have to see it.' it signs before rolling its shoulders 'I miss my wings.'
It continues walking, carefully glancing around.
A dreamy sigh. We all do... But you had the fortune of feeling the wind on your bones before you fell... the rest of us...
"Were not so lucky..." Rattles an entity in the same voice, half-real in the wavering air some 30 feet off. The thing resembles a skeletal figure with white clothes and flaking skin, all red and black, burnt and raw.
Karthian extends a hand, his posture seeming to turn softer, more vulnerable.
'I am sorry'
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
The drow woman is sitting down, scribbling arcane symbols in the sand. She checks a book periodically, to make sure she's doing everything right.
A couple grains of sand begin to hover in the air after being displaced. If she looks up to examine them, she also notices a short, fuzzy arm laying on the ground a couple meters away, the owner apparently buried beneath it.
She pokes the arm, then lifts it and lets it drop.
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Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all!)
A dreamy sigh. We all do... But you had the fortune of feeling the wind on your bones before you fell... the rest of us...
"Were not so lucky..." Rattles an entity in the same voice, half-real in the wavering air some 30 feet off. The thing resembles a skeletal figure with white clothes and flaking skin, all red and black, burnt and raw.
Karthian extends a hand, his posture seeming to turn softer, more vulnerable.
'I am sorry'
"This is me at my strongest, dear knight." The towering being, the ruin of life itself, steps forward, placing a blackened hand on Karthian's. Then, they slide their fleshless fingers to cup the paladin's gauntlet, then tap their exposed teeth against it, a sort of lipless kiss. "You are my edifice now, and you need never apologize to me."
A couple grains of sand begin to hover in the air after being displaced. If she looks up to examine them, she also notices a short, fuzzy arm laying on the ground a couple meters away, the owner apparently buried beneath it.
She pokes the arm, then lifts it and lets it drop.
The paw grabs her fingers, much like how a baby would. She hears some unintelligible telepathic whispers.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
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They offer an elbow bump instead of scratching the back of their hood-covered neck
'Sorry, I am not fond of touches unless them come from trusted sources.'
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The drow woman is sitting down, scribbling arcane symbols in the sand. She checks a book periodically, to make sure she's doing everything right.
Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all!)
Been nowhere, doing nothing
"Ah..." Their breathing gets slower, deeper, softer. This place... I hear them... a place of travelers, of revelers, of threats. A venue owned by an arachnid... a discus of blood and pain and triumph... curious place, indeed... But... I trust in your strength, dear knight...
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
The retract their hand, nodding 'That is fair. Do you need to eat right now?'
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
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Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
A couple grains of sand begin to hover in the air after being displaced. If she looks up to examine them, she also notices a short, fuzzy arm laying on the ground a couple meters away, the owner apparently buried beneath it.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
The paladin stands still for a moment before curling and uncurling his hands into fists and back. The droning nosie seems to stop before the Paladin looks at the ground. Viscous black liquid seeps between the armor plates, causing the paladin to tremble slightly. He shakes his head as suddenly it is gone. It trembles for a few seconds more before clawing at the mask over his face.
'I'm sorry.' it signs 'I don't know what came over me.'
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
They shake their head again before diving around in their pouch around their belt and handing them a few gold coins.
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
They hand back the gold coins
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Karthian tilts his head, seeming to be confused.
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
You people and your apologies... There's a sort of breathy half-laugh from the critter. I'm not worried... A little slimy, but not worried. You have carried heaven on your back for ages, have you not? ...I see your caution is misplaced.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
'I understand apologies to some degree, a way to regretfully acknowledge one's actions. I feel I must convey it in a way, after all, you have to see it.' it signs before rolling its shoulders 'I miss my wings.'
It continues walking, carefully glancing around.
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
A dreamy sigh. We all do... But you had the fortune of feeling the wind on your bones before you fell... the rest of us...
"Were not so lucky..." Rattles an entity in the same voice, half-real in the wavering air some 30 feet off. The thing resembles a skeletal figure with white clothes and flaking skin, all red and black, burnt and raw.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Karthian extends a hand, his posture seeming to turn softer, more vulnerable.
'I am sorry'
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She pokes the arm, then lifts it and lets it drop.
Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all!)
Been nowhere, doing nothing
*One very basic character, Zelda*
Hallo
People who aren't from here or DeviantArt might know me from various games or might know me as Dino on some of those games
I will go by these if ya wanna say something nicknames: Dinao, Diano, Or Dino
'tis all
:p
'You do not need to give me any coins. I appreciate the offer.'
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
The Paladin wanders over, an air of interest palpable around him. He raises his hands, signing in common sign language.
'What are you doing?'
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
It nods and bows softly
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"This is me at my strongest, dear knight." The towering being, the ruin of life itself, steps forward, placing a blackened hand on Karthian's. Then, they slide their fleshless fingers to cup the paladin's gauntlet, then tap their exposed teeth against it, a sort of lipless kiss. "You are my edifice now, and you need never apologize to me."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
The paw grabs her fingers, much like how a baby would. She hears some unintelligible telepathic whispers.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine