"Huh. I didn't know that people willingly became merchandise. At least, not while they lived." He takes a sip of his crystal cola. "But I guess Echo doesn't have to worry about it anymore. The Prince let them go, right there in the marketplace. He's done that with every creature he's bought so far." The tiny necromancer yawns, then rubs his eyes. "But enough about him. How are you doing?"
"Oh, you'd be surprised how many desperate magical creatures sign themselves in." they yawn a little.
"I'm sure I would." He tilts his head. "Something that always bothered me about this market is its lack of... empathy. But I guess I'm not one to judge."
Atop a church steeple is a pair of creatures: a humanoid lamb wearing a wolf mask carrying a bow, and the disembodied head of a wolf wearing a lamb mask, with trails of shadow obscuring where it's body would be. Their eyes glow a deathly blue. They watch the market with interest, but do not move.
*Ah, the Kindred*
A large figure, resembling a death knight with achromatic pinstripes painted on its armor, watches from the ground is glowing white eyes. It's as if color were afraid to tread on this being's form.
A human woman in a red gown sits by the hearth, reading a book. Her prosthetic arm almost seems golden in the firelight.
Willow walks in, then sees the woman. "Your arm looks really cool."
"Oh, thanks!" She grins, putting away her book and proudly stretching out her silver arm. Her blonde hair is so close to white that if not for her human ears, she'd look like a puca. *Lol forgor to put that in the desc*
"What's your name?"
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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!)
Atop a church steeple is a pair of creatures: a humanoid lamb wearing a wolf mask carrying a bow, and the disembodied head of a wolf wearing a lamb mask, with trails of shadow obscuring where it's body would be. Their eyes glow a deathly blue. They watch the market with interest, but do not move.
*Ah, the Kindred*
A large figure, resembling a death knight with achromatic pinstripes painted on its armor, watches from the ground is glowing white eyes. It's as if color were afraid to tread on this being's form.
*LoL fan?*
The lamb watches them intently they say something to the wolf, who turns, and growls. The both drop from the steeple to behind the knight, near-soundlessly.
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Hi, I'm hungry! I mean, I'm EJODM18604, but you can call me EJO.
As an avid League of Legends player, I main (And maybe potentially might could simp for) Aurora, the Witch between Worlds.
I'm active most weekends, but keep in mind I live in the BST timezone.
A large figure, resembling a death knight with achromatic pinstripes painted on its armor, watches from the ground is glowing white eyes. It's as if color were afraid to tread on this being's form.
*LoL fan?*
The lamb watches them intently they say something to the wolf, who turns, and growls. The both drop from the steeple to behind the knight, near-soundlessly.
*No*
The knight smells of old coffee grounds and the forest floor after it rains. It doesn't turn to follow them, despite ostensibly staring directly at them a moment ago. It kneels before reaching to the ground. A pool of churning shadow appears where it touches, from which it produces a tommy gun. Finally, it turns to face the duo.
A large figure, resembling a death knight with achromatic pinstripes painted on its armor, watches from the ground is glowing white eyes. It's as if color were afraid to tread on this being's form.
*LoL fan?*
The lamb watches them intently they say something to the wolf, who turns, and growls. The both drop from the steeple to behind the knight, near-soundlessly.
*No*
The knight smells of old coffee grounds and the forest floor after it rains. It doesn't turn to follow them, despite ostensibly staring directly at them a moment ago. It kneels before reaching to the ground. A pool of churning shadow appears where it touches, from which it produces a tommy gun. Finally, it turns to face the duo.
*Also, sorry, I'm a slow typer*
*Aw. Where'd you hear of Kindred from?*
They stand off for a minute. Finally, the wolf breaks the silence. "Can I chase it now?" "No." `the lamb replies, a hint of a smile in her voice. "Although I dislike the undead as much as you do, dear wolf, we must not be hasty in our judgement."
*Np*
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Hi, I'm hungry! I mean, I'm EJODM18604, but you can call me EJO.
As an avid League of Legends player, I main (And maybe potentially might could simp for) Aurora, the Witch between Worlds.
I'm active most weekends, but keep in mind I live in the BST timezone.
Atop a church steeple is a pair of creatures: a humanoid lamb wearing a wolf mask carrying a bow, and the disembodied head of a wolf wearing a lamb mask, with trails of shadow obscuring where it's body would be. Their eyes glow a deathly blue. They watch the market with interest, but do not move.
*Boop?*
A Fae looks up at the two of them, curious, before floating upwards to the roof.
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Hello! This is the Alt account of Gonzalo2, which I made because I want more than six characters without having to pay for it.
A mage is in the auction center. He is tall, dressed in a white blouse, a black and red checkered vest, a long gold and black duster cloak, a pair of nice dress pants, and a beautiful pair of shiny black loafers. His face is hidden under a red veil that is connected to a pair of curling horns that spiral upwards. He walks on a cane, the silvery and black wood tapping against the floor. His gloved hands clasp a paper in hand, writing indistinguishable.
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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 knight smells of old coffee grounds and the forest floor after it rains. It doesn't turn to follow them, despite ostensibly staring directly at them a moment ago. It kneels before reaching to the ground. A pool of churning shadow appears where it touches, from which it produces a tommy gun. Finally, it turns to face the duo.
*Also, sorry, I'm a slow typer*
*Aw. Where'd you hear of Kindred from?*
They stand off for a minute. Finally, the wolf breaks the silence. "Can I chase it now?" "No." `the lamb replies, a hint of a smile in her voice. "Although I dislike the undead as much as you do, dear wolf, we must not be hasty in our judgement."
*Np*
*Another person played them a long time ago. I forget who. This was years back, like around when I first joined.*
The knight remains silent. "Now, now," says a high voice. There's a small, fat stoat-person sitting at a shady food stall. All the other customers have left, seemingly in a hurry. He finishes the noodles he's eating, then moves on to another nearby bowl. "...you can put your weapon back, Braafheid. It doesn't seem like a show of force is needed." He's dressed in a suit, and also a fez and coat, both with much fluff.
A mage is in the auction center. He is tall, dressed in a white blouse, a black and red checkered vest, a long gold and black duster cloak, a pair of nice dress pants, and a beautiful pair of shiny black loafers. His face is hidden under a red veil that is connected to a pair of curling horns that spiral upwards. He walks on a cane, the silvery and black wood tapping against the floor. His gloved hands clasp a paper in hand, writing indistinguishable.
a humanoid figure, masiculine, with a bit of a beer gut, made entierly of ravens, wearing a snow-white suit walks/flies toward him, adjusting their cuffs. "forgive us if we dont shake your hand"
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
A mage is in the auction center. He is tall, dressed in a white blouse, a black and red checkered vest, a long gold and black duster cloak, a pair of nice dress pants, and a beautiful pair of shiny black loafers. His face is hidden under a red veil that is connected to a pair of curling horns that spiral upwards. He walks on a cane, the silvery and black wood tapping against the floor. His gloved hands clasp a paper in hand, writing indistinguishable.
a humanoid figure, masiculine, with a bit of a beer gut, made entierly of ravens, wearing a snow-white suit walks/flies toward him, adjusting their cuffs. "forgive us if we dont shake your hand"
"I wouldn't want to anyways." "A low British voice comes out from under the veil "Lovely body you have, do they all eat or is it more of a symbiotic situation?"
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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."
A mage is in the auction center. He is tall, dressed in a white blouse, a black and red checkered vest, a long gold and black duster cloak, a pair of nice dress pants, and a beautiful pair of shiny black loafers. His face is hidden under a red veil that is connected to a pair of curling horns that spiral upwards. He walks on a cane, the silvery and black wood tapping against the floor. His gloved hands clasp a paper in hand, writing indistinguishable.
a humanoid figure, masiculine, with a bit of a beer gut, made entierly of ravens, wearing a snow-white suit walks/flies toward him, adjusting their cuffs. "forgive us if we dont shake your hand"
"I wouldn't want to anyways." "A low British voice comes out from under the veil "Lovely body you have, do they all eat or is it more of a symbiotic situation?"
"its... complicated. we don't need food as you understand it. we eat, but not for food. we are Sulagh. The Raven Man. yourself?"
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
A mage is in the auction center. He is tall, dressed in a white blouse, a black and red checkered vest, a long gold and black duster cloak, a pair of nice dress pants, and a beautiful pair of shiny black loafers. His face is hidden under a red veil that is connected to a pair of curling horns that spiral upwards. He walks on a cane, the silvery and black wood tapping against the floor. His gloved hands clasp a paper in hand, writing indistinguishable.
Theo sits nearby, just outside of the bright light. "Can't find what you're looking for?" The little necromancer waves him over.
A mage is in the auction center. He is tall, dressed in a white blouse, a black and red checkered vest, a long gold and black duster cloak, a pair of nice dress pants, and a beautiful pair of shiny black loafers. His face is hidden under a red veil that is connected to a pair of curling horns that spiral upwards. He walks on a cane, the silvery and black wood tapping against the floor. His gloved hands clasp a paper in hand, writing indistinguishable.
a humanoid figure, masiculine, with a bit of a beer gut, made entierly of ravens, wearing a snow-white suit walks/flies toward him, adjusting their cuffs. "forgive us if we dont shake your hand"
"I wouldn't want to anyways." "A low British voice comes out from under the veil "Lovely body you have, do they all eat or is it more of a symbiotic situation?"
"its... complicated. we don't need food as you understand it. we eat, but not for food. we are Sulagh. The Raven Man. yourself?"
"I am Thorne, an magus and alchemist" they nod, lofting the veil. A canine skull stares back at Sulagh, tiny pinpricks of red light for eyes.
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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."
A mage is in the auction center. He is tall, dressed in a white blouse, a black and red checkered vest, a long gold and black duster cloak, a pair of nice dress pants, and a beautiful pair of shiny black loafers. His face is hidden under a red veil that is connected to a pair of curling horns that spiral upwards. He walks on a cane, the silvery and black wood tapping against the floor. His gloved hands clasp a paper in hand, writing indistinguishable.
Theo sits nearby, just outside of the bright light. "Can't find what you're looking for?" The little necromancer waves him over.
"It seems they do not sell what I am looking for, very disappointing. I have already purchased the tools and items I need, dragons scales, wyrm eggs, kyanite crystals, bloodstone, hairs of the goddess Nirvana, and much more... But no humans. Very upsetting." He tilts his head from side to side, sighing.
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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."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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*Conclusion: yes, I do.*
Hi, I'm hungry! I mean, I'm EJODM18604, but you can call me EJO.
As an avid League of Legends player, I main (And maybe potentially might could simp for) Aurora, the Witch between Worlds.
I'm active most weekends, but keep in mind I live in the BST timezone.
My other account is EJODM29715.
"I'm sure I would." He tilts his head. "Something that always bothered me about this market is its lack of... empathy. But I guess I'm not one to judge."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!
*Ah, the Kindred*
A large figure, resembling a death knight with achromatic pinstripes painted on its armor, watches from the ground is glowing white eyes. It's as if color were afraid to tread on this being's form.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!
"What's your name?"
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!)
I'd rather be gaming.
*LoL fan?*
The lamb watches them intently they say something to the wolf, who turns, and growls. The both drop from the steeple to behind the knight, near-soundlessly.
Hi, I'm hungry! I mean, I'm EJODM18604, but you can call me EJO.
As an avid League of Legends player, I main (And maybe potentially might could simp for) Aurora, the Witch between Worlds.
I'm active most weekends, but keep in mind I live in the BST timezone.
My other account is EJODM29715.
*No*
The knight smells of old coffee grounds and the forest floor after it rains. It doesn't turn to follow them, despite ostensibly staring directly at them a moment ago. It kneels before reaching to the ground. A pool of churning shadow appears where it touches, from which it produces a tommy gun. Finally, it turns to face the duo.
*Also, sorry, I'm a slow typer*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!
*Hmm. My notifications say Baalz has posted but the thread says otherwise... ah, there we go*
Hi, I'm hungry! I mean, I'm EJODM18604, but you can call me EJO.
As an avid League of Legends player, I main (And maybe potentially might could simp for) Aurora, the Witch between Worlds.
I'm active most weekends, but keep in mind I live in the BST timezone.
My other account is EJODM29715.
*lucky you guys found this before me*
*at least there's a non-dead tavern that seems interesting*
Praise Jeff!!!!!
Ni!
Creator of the Realm of Dragons Tavern
My Extended Sig
*It does that sometimes. Don't think too hard about it. Just go out and kill a few beasts.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!
*Aw. Where'd you hear of Kindred from?*
They stand off for a minute. Finally, the wolf breaks the silence. "Can I chase it now?"
"No." `the lamb replies, a hint of a smile in her voice. "Although I dislike the undead as much as you do, dear wolf, we must not be hasty in our judgement."
*Np*
Hi, I'm hungry! I mean, I'm EJODM18604, but you can call me EJO.
As an avid League of Legends player, I main (And maybe potentially might could simp for) Aurora, the Witch between Worlds.
I'm active most weekends, but keep in mind I live in the BST timezone.
My other account is EJODM29715.
*Hm. Beast killing sounds like a good pasttime*
Hi, I'm hungry! I mean, I'm EJODM18604, but you can call me EJO.
As an avid League of Legends player, I main (And maybe potentially might could simp for) Aurora, the Witch between Worlds.
I'm active most weekends, but keep in mind I live in the BST timezone.
My other account is EJODM29715.
A Fae looks up at the two of them, curious, before floating upwards to the roof.
Hello! This is the Alt account of Gonzalo2, which I made because I want more than six characters without having to pay for it.
A mage is in the auction center. He is tall, dressed in a white blouse, a black and red checkered vest, a long gold and black duster cloak, a pair of nice dress pants, and a beautiful pair of shiny black loafers. His face is hidden under a red veil that is connected to a pair of curling horns that spiral upwards. He walks on a cane, the silvery and black wood tapping against the floor. His gloved hands clasp a paper in hand, writing indistinguishable.
"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]
*Another person played them a long time ago. I forget who. This was years back, like around when I first joined.*
The knight remains silent. "Now, now," says a high voice. There's a small, fat stoat-person sitting at a shady food stall. All the other customers have left, seemingly in a hurry. He finishes the noodles he's eating, then moves on to another nearby bowl. "...you can put your weapon back, Braafheid. It doesn't seem like a show of force is needed." He's dressed in a suit, and also a fez and coat, both with much fluff.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!
a humanoid figure, masiculine, with a bit of a beer gut, made entierly of ravens, wearing a snow-white suit walks/flies toward him, adjusting their cuffs. "forgive us if we dont shake your hand"
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
"I wouldn't want to anyways." "A low British voice comes out from under the veil "Lovely body you have, do they all eat or is it more of a symbiotic situation?"
"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]
"its... complicated. we don't need food as you understand it. we eat, but not for food. we are Sulagh. The Raven Man. yourself?"
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
Theo sits nearby, just outside of the bright light. "Can't find what you're looking for?" The little necromancer waves him over.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!
"I am Thorne, an magus and alchemist" they nod, lofting the veil. A canine skull stares back at Sulagh, tiny pinpricks of red light for eyes.
"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 seems they do not sell what I am looking for, very disappointing. I have already purchased the tools and items I need, dragons scales, wyrm eggs, kyanite crystals, bloodstone, hairs of the goddess Nirvana, and much more... But no humans. Very upsetting." He tilts his head from side to side, sighing.
"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]