Okie. The creature growls at Sundew, before all six heads strike again.
Unable to parse dice roll. Damage: 8 and Sundew moves 5 feet towards the thing.
14 Damage: 13 and Sundew moves 5 feet towards the thing.
27 Damage: 13 and Sundew moves 5 feet towards the thing.
11 Damage: 10 and Sundew moves 5 feet towards the thing.
17 Damage: 9 and Sundew moves 5 feet towards the thing.
18 Damage: 6 and Sundew moves 5 feet towards the thing.
Sundew dodges a fair amount of the attacks, but is still pulled 15 feet towards the creature. She disengages, dancing 30 feet away, before firing off another three arrows.
Attacks: 19, 12, 20
Damage: 5, 9, 9
One hits.
The creature hisses in pain, before all six heads rush towards Sundew again, but this time, instead of slashing at her with cruel blades, the creature attempts to capture her.
DC 18 DEX save or be grappled.
18
And if that fails, use indomitable to reroll: 6
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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!)
Okie. The creature growls at Sundew, before all six heads strike again.
Unable to parse dice roll. Damage: 8 and Sundew moves 5 feet towards the thing.
14 Damage: 13 and Sundew moves 5 feet towards the thing.
27 Damage: 13 and Sundew moves 5 feet towards the thing.
11 Damage: 10 and Sundew moves 5 feet towards the thing.
17 Damage: 9 and Sundew moves 5 feet towards the thing.
18 Damage: 6 and Sundew moves 5 feet towards the thing.
Sundew dodges a fair amount of the attacks, but is still pulled 15 feet towards the creature. She disengages, dancing 30 feet away, before firing off another three arrows.
Attacks: 19, 12, 20
Damage: 5, 9, 9
One hits.
The creature hisses in pain, before all six heads rush towards Sundew again, but this time, instead of slashing at her with cruel blades, the creature attempts to capture her.
DC 18 DEX save or be grappled.
18
And if that fails, use indomitable to reroll: 6
*sweet, barely made it*
Sundew twists out of the creature's reach.
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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!)
Okie. The creature growls at Sundew, before all six heads strike again.
Unable to parse dice roll. Damage: 8 and Sundew moves 5 feet towards the thing.
14 Damage: 13 and Sundew moves 5 feet towards the thing.
27 Damage: 13 and Sundew moves 5 feet towards the thing.
11 Damage: 10 and Sundew moves 5 feet towards the thing.
17 Damage: 9 and Sundew moves 5 feet towards the thing.
18 Damage: 6 and Sundew moves 5 feet towards the thing.
Sundew dodges a fair amount of the attacks, but is still pulled 15 feet towards the creature. She disengages, dancing 30 feet away, before firing off another three arrows.
Attacks: 19, 12, 20
Damage: 5, 9, 9
One hits.
The creature hisses in pain, before all six heads rush towards Sundew again, but this time, instead of slashing at her with cruel blades, the creature attempts to capture her.
DC 18 DEX save or be grappled.
18
And if that fails, use indomitable to reroll: 6
*sweet, barely made it*
Sundew twists out of the creature's reach.
The creature hisses.
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The clocks run out, too late to wake up. You're locked under this nightmare's thumb. Begging you hide and run.
Okie. The creature growls at Sundew, before all six heads strike again.
Unable to parse dice roll. Damage: 8 and Sundew moves 5 feet towards the thing.
14 Damage: 13 and Sundew moves 5 feet towards the thing.
27 Damage: 13 and Sundew moves 5 feet towards the thing.
11 Damage: 10 and Sundew moves 5 feet towards the thing.
17 Damage: 9 and Sundew moves 5 feet towards the thing.
18 Damage: 6 and Sundew moves 5 feet towards the thing.
Sundew dodges a fair amount of the attacks, but is still pulled 15 feet towards the creature. She disengages, dancing 30 feet away, before firing off another three arrows.
Attacks: 19, 12, 20
Damage: 5, 9, 9
One hits.
The creature hisses in pain, before all six heads rush towards Sundew again, but this time, instead of slashing at her with cruel blades, the creature attempts to capture her.
DC 18 DEX save or be grappled.
18
And if that fails, use indomitable to reroll: 6
*sweet, barely made it*
Sundew twists out of the creature's reach.
The creature hisses.
"Hiss at me all you want, just tell me when you're ready to surrender!" Sundew strikes another 3 times with her sword.
Attacks: Unable to parse dice roll.
Damage: 6, 9, 9
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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!)
Okie. The creature growls at Sundew, before all six heads strike again.
Unable to parse dice roll. Damage: 8 and Sundew moves 5 feet towards the thing.
14 Damage: 13 and Sundew moves 5 feet towards the thing.
27 Damage: 13 and Sundew moves 5 feet towards the thing.
11 Damage: 10 and Sundew moves 5 feet towards the thing.
17 Damage: 9 and Sundew moves 5 feet towards the thing.
18 Damage: 6 and Sundew moves 5 feet towards the thing.
Sundew dodges a fair amount of the attacks, but is still pulled 15 feet towards the creature. She disengages, dancing 30 feet away, before firing off another three arrows.
Attacks: 19, 12, 20
Damage: 5, 9, 9
One hits.
The creature hisses in pain, before all six heads rush towards Sundew again, but this time, instead of slashing at her with cruel blades, the creature attempts to capture her.
DC 18 DEX save or be grappled.
18
And if that fails, use indomitable to reroll: 6
*sweet, barely made it*
Sundew twists out of the creature's reach.
The creature hisses.
"Hiss at me all you want, just tell me when you're ready to surrender!" Sundew strikes another 3 times with her sword.
Attacks: Unable to parse dice roll.
Damage: 6, 9, 9
11, 14, 22
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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 short and skinny man, wearing a red tunic and hat, walks slowly through the crimson gallery, looking for something interesting to bid for.
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I'm just your everyday dungeon master. Ignore that jar full of souls. And those bones in the corner are just props, don't worry. I'm definitely NOT a lich. Definitely.
Yes, I like beholders. Yes, I curated an exquisite personality for commoner #2864. Yes, my catchphrase is "are you sure?"
A short and skinny man, wearing a red tunic and hat, walks slowly through the crimson gallery, looking for something interesting to bid for.
a raven lands on his shoulder. another lands on the opposite
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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...!
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3 Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3 Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
*Fry, do you think enough people saw Willow that she would be identified as a Fianna member on sight?*
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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!)
*Fry, do you think enough people saw Willow that she would be identified as a Fianna member on sight?*
*eh, only more watchful people would notice. Most would have been fleeing*
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3 Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Ah... what a beautiful day. The autumnal wind chills passerby with the looming threat of winter... The mighty trees drop their leaves, bowing to the changing seasons... Black and orange banners are draped from a few stalls, always ahead of the rest... And a Fae strides through the market. No more is the Fae garbed in a cloak of warm flowers and trickery, instead dressed in a long black robe with golden etchings sewn into fabric. Upon the Fae's brow, two twisting antlers rise upwards, and rhythmically thumping into the ground is a long wooden staff, with two antlers coated in gold topping it.
The Fae walks through the crowds, humming while observing what the merchants have to offer.
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
A fat figure, standing at about 5' 3" and in heavy protective gear, shuffles into the Rose and Silver. They wear a mask with large, dark lenses, and a tube that leads from their mouth to a cooking pot hanging on their side, which has herbs sticking out of it. They have numerous vials of herbs and gemstones strapped along their chest, and they carry a doctor's bag with them.
They sit down at a table and begin pulling candles out of their doctor's bag, setting them up in a little circle around themselves before waving a hand to light them all and beginning to pray.
Those with truesight (or are mediums) can see the sentient curse latched onto their back, its wiry fingers weaving under and through their hazmat-esque suit, criss-crossing their body with malevolent energy.
A fat figure, standing at about 5' 3" and in heavy protective gear, shuffles into the Rose and Silver. They wear a mask with large, dark lenses, and a tube that leads from their mouth to a cooking pot hanging on their side, which has herbs sticking out of it. They have numerous vials of herbs and gemstones strapped along their chest, and they carry a doctor's bag with them.
They sit down at a table and begin pulling candles out of their doctor's bag, setting them up in a little circle around themselves before waving a hand to light them all and beginning to pray.
Those with truesight (or are mediums) can see the sentient curse latched onto their back, its wiry fingers weaving under and through their hazmat-esque suit, criss-crossing their body with malevolent energy.
The Fae wanders over, curious.
"Hello there, strange little man! What might you be doing?"
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
A fat figure, standing at about 5' 3" and in heavy protective gear, shuffles into the Rose and Silver. They wear a mask with large, dark lenses, and a tube that leads from their mouth to a cooking pot hanging on their side, which has herbs sticking out of it. They have numerous vials of herbs and gemstones strapped along their chest, and they carry a doctor's bag with them.
They sit down at a table and begin pulling candles out of their doctor's bag, setting them up in a little circle around themselves before waving a hand to light them all and beginning to pray.
Those with truesight (or are mediums) can see the sentient curse latched onto their back, its wiry fingers weaving under and through their hazmat-esque suit, criss-crossing their body with malevolent energy.
The Fae wanders over, curious.
"Hello there, strange little man! What might you be doing?"
The person doesn't respond for about twelve seconds, muttering in some chthonic dialect. As soon as they finish, the candles go out as the scented smoke clears. They look up at the Fae. "Simply putting taking some precautions. And please, call me Argumosa. While not technically a doctor, I've come to purchase the arcane ingredients needed to cure certain ailments."
A short and skinny man, wearing a red tunic and hat, walks slowly through the crimson gallery, looking for something interesting to bid for.
a raven lands on his shoulder. another lands on the opposite
The man furrows his brow when he sees the ravens. He shoos them away before continuing along, grumbling about 'stupid feather balls'
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I'm just your everyday dungeon master. Ignore that jar full of souls. And those bones in the corner are just props, don't worry. I'm definitely NOT a lich. Definitely.
Yes, I like beholders. Yes, I curated an exquisite personality for commoner #2864. Yes, my catchphrase is "are you sure?"
A fat figure, standing at about 5' 3" and in heavy protective gear, shuffles into the Rose and Silver. They wear a mask with large, dark lenses, and a tube that leads from their mouth to a cooking pot hanging on their side, which has herbs sticking out of it. They have numerous vials of herbs and gemstones strapped along their chest, and they carry a doctor's bag with them.
They sit down at a table and begin pulling candles out of their doctor's bag, setting them up in a little circle around themselves before waving a hand to light them all and beginning to pray.
Those with truesight (or are mediums) can see the sentient curse latched onto their back, its wiry fingers weaving under and through their hazmat-esque suit, criss-crossing their body with malevolent energy.
The Fae wanders over, curious.
"Hello there, strange little man! What might you be doing?"
The person doesn't respond for about twelve seconds, muttering in some chthonic dialect. As soon as they finish, the candles go out as the scented smoke clears. They look up at the Fae. "Simply putting taking some precautions. And please, call me Argumosa. While not technically a doctor, I've come to purchase the arcane ingredients needed to cure certain ailments."
(Can they see the curse?)
(Yep!)
"Arcane ingredients, you say? Well, I was waiting until Samhain to open up shop and cash out on the festivities, but I suppose there's no harm in opening early! Nice to meet you, Argumosa. Quite nice indeed!" The Fae offers a hand out to shake.
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
The person doesn't respond for about twelve seconds, muttering in some chthonic dialect. As soon as they finish, the candles go out as the scented smoke clears. They look up at the Fae. "Simply putting taking some precautions. And please, call me Argumosa. While not technically a doctor, I've come to purchase the arcane ingredients needed to cure certain ailments."
(Can they see the curse?)
(Yep!)
"Arcane ingredients, you say? Well, I was waiting until Samhain to open up shop and cash out on the festivities, but I suppose there's no harm in opening early! Nice to meet you, Argumosa. Quite nice indeed!" The Fae offers a hand out to shake.
They shake the hand, but the barbed wires prevent the hands from actually making physical contact, even as they strain and snap from the otherwise harmless contact with the Fae.
The spirit shivers and hides behind its host, who barely responds to the festering energy being. Argumosa speaks. "What goods do you offer? Healing crystals and herbs are preferred, but I will also buy sharp objects."
*Hello...?*
The clocks run out, too late to wake up.
You're locked under this nightmare's thumb.
Begging you hide and run.
W H A T H A V E I B E C O M E ?
18
And if that fails, use indomitable to reroll: 6
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!)
Help idk what to put here
*sweet, barely made it*
Sundew twists out of the creature's reach.
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!)
Help idk what to put here
The creature hisses.
The clocks run out, too late to wake up.
You're locked under this nightmare's thumb.
Begging you hide and run.
W H A T H A V E I B E C O M E ?
"Hiss at me all you want, just tell me when you're ready to surrender!" Sundew strikes another 3 times with her sword.
Attacks: Unable to parse dice roll.
Damage: 6, 9, 9
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!)
Help idk what to put here
11, 14, 22
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!)
Help idk what to put here
A short and skinny man, wearing a red tunic and hat, walks slowly through the crimson gallery, looking for something interesting to bid for.
I'm just your everyday dungeon master. Ignore that jar full of souls. And those bones in the corner are just props, don't worry. I'm definitely NOT a lich. Definitely.
Yes, I like beholders. Yes, I curated an exquisite personality for commoner #2864. Yes, my catchphrase is "are you sure?"
.-. .- -. -.. --- -- / -- --- .-. ... . / -.-. --- -.. . .-.-.-
PM "Avocado" to Pug_With_Big_Weapons for a prize.
Don't touch the Jar
a raven lands on his shoulder. another lands on the opposite
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
*nello*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
sometimes i sigh and go "Oh *insert character here*, we're really in it now" and it's in reference to this meme

*this was meant for onions oops*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
*Fry, do you think enough people saw Willow that she would be identified as a Fianna member on sight?*
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!)
Help idk what to put here
*eh, only more watchful people would notice. Most would have been fleeing*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Ah... what a beautiful day. The autumnal wind chills passerby with the looming threat of winter... The mighty trees drop their leaves, bowing to the changing seasons... Black and orange banners are draped from a few stalls, always ahead of the rest... And a Fae strides through the market. No more is the Fae garbed in a cloak of warm flowers and trickery, instead dressed in a long black robe with golden etchings sewn into fabric. Upon the Fae's brow, two twisting antlers rise upwards, and rhythmically thumping into the ground is a long wooden staff, with two antlers coated in gold topping it.
The Fae walks through the crowds, humming while observing what the merchants have to offer.
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
A fat figure, standing at about 5' 3" and in heavy protective gear, shuffles into the Rose and Silver. They wear a mask with large, dark lenses, and a tube that leads from their mouth to a cooking pot hanging on their side, which has herbs sticking out of it. They have numerous vials of herbs and gemstones strapped along their chest, and they carry a doctor's bag with them.
They sit down at a table and begin pulling candles out of their doctor's bag, setting them up in a little circle around themselves before waving a hand to light them all and beginning to pray.
Those with truesight (or are mediums) can see the sentient curse latched onto their back, its wiry fingers weaving under and through their hazmat-esque suit, criss-crossing their body with malevolent energy.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
The Fae wanders over, curious.
"Hello there, strange little man! What might you be doing?"
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
The person doesn't respond for about twelve seconds, muttering in some chthonic dialect. As soon as they finish, the candles go out as the scented smoke clears. They look up at the Fae. "Simply putting taking some precautions. And please, call me Argumosa. While not technically a doctor, I've come to purchase the arcane ingredients needed to cure certain ailments."
(Can they see the curse?)
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
The man furrows his brow when he sees the ravens. He shoos them away before continuing along, grumbling about 'stupid feather balls'
I'm just your everyday dungeon master. Ignore that jar full of souls. And those bones in the corner are just props, don't worry. I'm definitely NOT a lich. Definitely.
Yes, I like beholders. Yes, I curated an exquisite personality for commoner #2864. Yes, my catchphrase is "are you sure?"
.-. .- -. -.. --- -- / -- --- .-. ... . / -.-. --- -.. . .-.-.-
PM "Avocado" to Pug_With_Big_Weapons for a prize.
Don't touch the Jar
(Yep!)
"Arcane ingredients, you say? Well, I was waiting until Samhain to open up shop and cash out on the festivities, but I suppose there's no harm in opening early! Nice to meet you, Argumosa. Quite nice indeed!" The Fae offers a hand out to shake.
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
They shake the hand, but the barbed wires prevent the hands from actually making physical contact, even as they strain and snap from the otherwise harmless contact with the Fae.
The spirit shivers and hides behind its host, who barely responds to the festering energy being. Argumosa speaks. "What goods do you offer? Healing crystals and herbs are preferred, but I will also buy sharp objects."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
*We've got pizza! :)*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine