He turns back around with two generous chunks of meat, having cut and cleaned the pieces surprisingly quickly. "They stand in two places at once, don't they? With one leg higher than the other they exist in two places at once. But where does that get them? You said it yourself. They go round and round in circles, trapped on their little hills. We all got our own ground to stand on... and you're ruined if you got both feet on the wrong ground."
He takes out a cast-iron pan, places it over the fire, and makes grabby hands at the meat. "I don't think anyone's ground lies here in the Construct. Except maybe the Prince's, but no one knows what's up with that guy."
He passes the meat to you and squats down. For a moment he is silent as he licks the blood and gore off his fingers. "This... can it even be called a country? It lacks a true ruler. Where a King should reign, the Prince stands as if waiting to grow into a King over time. If he was any real ruler he'd take on the crown and begin to rule. Instead, the land is left to moulder like an unclaimed harvest."
He takes out a cast-iron pan, places it over the fire, and makes grabby hands at the meat. "I don't think anyone's ground lies here in the Construct. Except maybe the Prince's, but no one knows what's up with that guy."
He passes the meat to you and squats down. For a moment he is silent as he licks the blood and gore off his fingers. "This... can it even be called a country? It lacks a true ruler. Where a King should reign, the Prince stands as if waiting to grow into a King over time. If he was any real ruler he'd take on the crown and begin to rule. Instead, the land is left to moulder like an unclaimed harvest."
Zacharie smirks. "Preach, brother." He waits a second, then tosses the meat into the pan. It immediately starts sizzling. "They say the Prince is too scared of his mom to enter the castle. I don't think he should rule in general."
He takes out a cast-iron pan, places it over the fire, and makes grabby hands at the meat. "I don't think anyone's ground lies here in the Construct. Except maybe the Prince's, but no one knows what's up with that guy."
He passes the meat to you and squats down. For a moment he is silent as he licks the blood and gore off his fingers. "This... can it even be called a country? It lacks a true ruler. Where a King should reign, the Prince stands as if waiting to grow into a King over time. If he was any real ruler he'd take on the crown and begin to rule. Instead, the land is left to moulder like an unclaimed harvest."
Zacharie smirks. "Preach, brother." He waits a second, then tosses the meat into the pan. It immediately starts sizzling. "They say the Prince is too scared of his mom to enter the castle. I don't think he should rule in general."
"Tell me of his mother. I hear little of the goings on in the Construct and what I do know is sung by the ravens outside my den. Their old voices are harsh but a new voice is sweet to my ears."
Zacharie smirks. "Preach, brother." He waits a second, then tosses the meat into the pan. It immediately starts sizzling. "They say the Prince is too scared of his mom to enter the castle. I don't think he should rule in general."
"Tell me of his mother. I hear little of the goings on in the Construct and what I do know is sung by the ravens outside my den. Their old voices are harsh but a new voice is sweet to my ears."
He giggles, then clears his throat. "The Sugarplum Queen is a monster. She made the entire Model based on her plans for the Autumn Country. And the scary thing? She's not that far from achieving it. She's already subjugated that thing in the sky above the fields and its minions, and that thing is like, cosmically powerful or something. I dunno. She doesn't come around here much."
Zacharie smirks. "Preach, brother." He waits a second, then tosses the meat into the pan. It immediately starts sizzling. "They say the Prince is too scared of his mom to enter the castle. I don't think he should rule in general."
"Tell me of his mother. I hear little of the goings on in the Construct and what I do know is sung by the ravens outside my den. Their old voices are harsh but a new voice is sweet to my ears."
He giggles, then clears his throat. "The Sugarplum Queen is a monster. She made the entire Model based on her plans for the Autumn Country. And the scary thing? She's not that far from achieving it. She's already subjugated that thing in the sky above the fields and its minions, and that thing is like, cosmically powerful or something. I dunno. She doesn't come around here much."
"Everything here is a monster." As he speaks, he reaches up to the blooming flowers growing from his chest and tears them out leaving. He claws the remaining greenery off his chest and tosses it all into the fire. "I killed that elk there while it lapped up the blood of a man it had slain." Tiny red flowers blossom where the old patch was. "The Autumn Country deserves better than this mockery."
He giggles, then clears his throat. "The Sugarplum Queen is a monster. She made the entire Model based on her plans for the Autumn Country. And the scary thing? She's not that far from achieving it. She's already subjugated that thing in the sky above the fields and its minions, and that thing is like, cosmically powerful or something. I dunno. She doesn't come around here much."
"Everything here is a monster." As he speaks, he reaches up to the blooming flowers growing from his chest and tears them out leaving. He claws the remaining greenery off his chest and tosses it all into the fire. "I killed that elk there while it lapped up the blood of a man it had slain." Tiny red flowers blossom where the old patch was. "The Autumn Country deserves better than this mockery."
*Ouch*
"I wouldn't know. I've never been there. I imagine it's a lot better, but I might never know. I'm not allowed over there." He uses a fork to lift the edge of the meat, decides that side isn't done, and continues cooking it.
*so, I'm noticing some candy theming. is that limited to members of the sugarplum court, or is it just anyone?*
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He giggles, then clears his throat. "The Sugarplum Queen is a monster. She made the entire Model based on her plans for the Autumn Country. And the scary thing? She's not that far from achieving it. She's already subjugated that thing in the sky above the fields and its minions, and that thing is like, cosmically powerful or something. I dunno. She doesn't come around here much."
"Everything here is a monster." As he speaks, he reaches up to the blooming flowers growing from his chest and tears them out leaving. He claws the remaining greenery off his chest and tosses it all into the fire. "I killed that elk there while it lapped up the blood of a man it had slain." Tiny red flowers blossom where the old patch was. "The Autumn Country deserves better than this mockery."
*Ouch*
"I wouldn't know. I've never been there. I imagine it's a lot better, but I might never know. I'm not allowed over there." He uses a fork to lift the edge of the meat, decides that side isn't done, and continues cooking it.
*I think this place is great! This character idolizes the glorious empire the Autumn Country once was and he desires to return to that place in that state. Nothing else will satisfy him and the fact that this place copies it so well only makes him more bitter. This character's views are NOT my views. I love this.*
He turns his eyes from the fire to you and you see they are dark, as if they have seen more shadow than light and all the blackness has soaked into them leaving inky stains. "Who are you to be banished from a country you've never been to?"
"I wouldn't know. I've never been there. I imagine it's a lot better, but I might never know. I'm not allowed over there." He uses a fork to lift the edge of the meat, decides that side isn't done, and continues cooking it.
*I think this place is great! This character idolizes the glorious empire the Autumn Country once was and he desires to return to that place in that state. Nothing else will satisfy him and the fact that this place copies it so well only makes him more bitter. This character's views are NOT my views. I love this.*
He turns his eyes from the fire to you and you see they are dark, as if they have seen more shadow than light and all the blackness has soaked into them leaving inky stains. "Who are you to be banished from a country you've never been to?"
*All good, my friend. I'm glad you like it. Honestly, I thought you weren't coming back, so I didn't think to ask you for permission. I still wanted to credit you, though I should have put "based off of" instead of "inspired by" now that I think about it.*
"Well, my deity is the Spirit of Cold, Death, Spite, and Alcohol. Abis, the Frozen Spirit, the embodiment of Honkachu's eternal winter. Strugel society considers them a Devil-like figure, so in their deals with the Autumn Court, they made it so that Abis' worshippers couldn't eat the food of the Autumn Country. Not sure if the Autumn King knows about the deal. It doesn't sound like something he'd agree to."
He takes out a tiny comb and combs his hair. "Why aren't you there, by the way?"
*I think this place is great! This character idolizes the glorious empire the Autumn Country once was and he desires to return to that place in that state. Nothing else will satisfy him and the fact that this place copies it so well only makes him more bitter. This character's views are NOT my views. I love this.*
He turns his eyes from the fire to you and you see they are dark, as if they have seen more shadow than light and all the blackness has soaked into them leaving inky stains. "Who are you to be banished from a country you've never been to?"
*All good, my friend. I'm glad you like it. Honestly, I thought you weren't coming back, so I didn't think to ask you for permission. I still wanted to credit you, though I should have put "based off of" instead of "inspired by" now that I think about it.*
"Well, my deity is the Spirit of Cold, Death, Spite, and Alcohol. Abis, the Frozen Spirit, the embodiment of Honkachu's eternal winter. Strugel society considers them a Devil-like figure, so in their deals with the Autumn Court, they made it so that Abis' worshippers couldn't eat the food of the Autumn Country. Not sure if the Autumn King knows about the deal. It doesn't sound like something he'd agree to."
He takes out a tiny comb and combs his hair. "Why aren't you there, by the way?"
*I couldn't care less which way you worded it. Know that I'm always open to working on this sort of thing with folks. Also I love the name Honkachu for a winter spirit thing. It sounds like a sneeze.*
He tears out the new flowers growing in his chest and watches them burn in the fire, "I was the master of the kennel in the Autumn Court. I was the caretaker of the King's fox hounds. He banished me after I took them hunting without the King's leave."
*All good, my friend. I'm glad you like it. Honestly, I thought you weren't coming back, so I didn't think to ask you for permission. I still wanted to credit you, though I should have put "based off of" instead of "inspired by" now that I think about it.*
"Well, my deity is the Spirit of Cold, Death, Spite, and Alcohol. Abis, the Frozen Spirit, the embodiment of Honkachu's eternal winter. Strugel society considers them a Devil-like figure, so in their deals with the Autumn Court, they made it so that Abis' worshippers couldn't eat the food of the Autumn Country. Not sure if the Autumn King knows about the deal. It doesn't sound like something he'd agree to."
He takes out a tiny comb and combs his hair. "Why aren't you there, by the way?"
*I couldn't care less which way you worded it. Know that I'm always open to working on this sort of thing with folks. Also I love the name Honkachu for a winter spirit thing. It sounds like a sneeze.*
He tears out the new flowers growing in his chest and watches them burn in the fire, "I was the master of the kennel in the Autumn Court. I was the caretaker of the King's fox hounds. He banished me after I took them hunting without the King's leave."
*Honkachu is actually the name of the island! Dutch said the same thing about it sounding like a sneeze. It was originally intended to be snoring (Honk-Shoo). The spirit is named Abis, pronounced "Abyss."*
"That's tough, dude." The strugel looks down at the meat, then up at the giant. "I'm Zacharie."
*All good, my friend. I'm glad you like it. Honestly, I thought you weren't coming back, so I didn't think to ask you for permission. I still wanted to credit you, though I should have put "based off of" instead of "inspired by" now that I think about it.*
"Well, my deity is the Spirit of Cold, Death, Spite, and Alcohol. Abis, the Frozen Spirit, the embodiment of Honkachu's eternal winter. Strugel society considers them a Devil-like figure, so in their deals with the Autumn Court, they made it so that Abis' worshippers couldn't eat the food of the Autumn Country. Not sure if the Autumn King knows about the deal. It doesn't sound like something he'd agree to."
He takes out a tiny comb and combs his hair. "Why aren't you there, by the way?"
*I couldn't care less which way you worded it. Know that I'm always open to working on this sort of thing with folks. Also I love the name Honkachu for a winter spirit thing. It sounds like a sneeze.*
He tears out the new flowers growing in his chest and watches them burn in the fire, "I was the master of the kennel in the Autumn Court. I was the caretaker of the King's fox hounds. He banished me after I took them hunting without the King's leave."
*Honkachu is actually the name of the island! Dutch said the same thing about it sounding like a sneeze. It was originally intended to be snoring (Honk-Shoo). The spirit is named Abis, pronounced "Abyss."*
"That's tough, dude." The strugel looks down at the meat, then up at the giant. "I'm Zacharie."
"I know," He says with a small smile, "I'm called Isengrim. You've said why you're kept from the Autumn Country, but why are you here in the Construct?"
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*Honkachu is actually the name of the island! Dutch said the same thing about it sounding like a sneeze. It was originally intended to be snoring (Honk-Shoo). The spirit is named Abis, pronounced "Abyss."*
"That's tough, dude." The strugel looks down at the meat, then up at the giant. "I'm Zacharie."
"I know," He says with a small smile, "I'm called Isengrim. You've said why you're kept from the Autumn Country, but why are you here in the Construct?"
"... I dunno. Just exploring, I guess. I haven't left my home in a long while." He tilts his head. "What about you?"
*Honkachu is actually the name of the island! Dutch said the same thing about it sounding like a sneeze. It was originally intended to be snoring (Honk-Shoo). The spirit is named Abis, pronounced "Abyss."*
"That's tough, dude." The strugel looks down at the meat, then up at the giant. "I'm Zacharie."
"I know," He says with a small smile, "I'm called Isengrim. You've said why you're kept from the Autumn Country, but why are you here in the Construct?"
"... I dunno. Just exploring, I guess. I haven't left my home in a long while." He tilts his head. "What about you?"
"This place is my prison. I couldn't leave the Construct if I wanted to go down to the deeps of Hades." He seems to try to change the subject, "Where was your home then?"
"... I dunno. Just exploring, I guess. I haven't left my home in a long while." He tilts his head. "What about you?"
"This place is my prison. I couldn't leave the Construct if I wanted to go down to the deeps of Hades." He seems to try to change the subject, "Where was your home then?"
"I didn't have one. Not really. There's only one orphanage on Honkachu, and they don't keep teenagers. I worked for a small mortuary practice. It was so under-funded that I had to stay up all night to keep animals and monsters from stealing the bodies, since the windows and doors were broken and we didn't have enough furniture to barricade them all. While trying to prepare them for burial. And trying not to freeze to death. We had a small heater in the corner, so at least I had some shelter from Abis' cold."
He shivers. "I have been blessed with strength. Not in my limbs, but in my heart."
"... I dunno. Just exploring, I guess. I haven't left my home in a long while." He tilts his head. "What about you?"
"This place is my prison. I couldn't leave the Construct if I wanted to go down to the deeps of Hades." He seems to try to change the subject, "Where was your home then?"
"I didn't have one. Not really. There's only one orphanage on Honkachu, and they don't keep teenagers. I worked for a small mortuary practice. It was so under-funded that I had to stay up all night to keep animals and monsters from stealing the bodies, since the windows and doors were broken and we didn't have enough furniture to barricade them all. While trying to prepare them for burial. And trying not to freeze to death. We had a small heater in the corner, so at least I had some shelter from Abis' cold."
He shivers. "I have been blessed with strength. Not in my limbs, but in my heart."
"Hmm, tell me of Honkachu. I have heard little of it."
"I didn't have one. Not really. There's only one orphanage on Honkachu, and they don't keep teenagers. I worked for a small mortuary practice. It was so under-funded that I had to stay up all night to keep animals and monsters from stealing the bodies, since the windows and doors were broken and we didn't have enough furniture to barricade them all. While trying to prepare them for burial. And trying not to freeze to death. We had a small heater in the corner, so at least I had some shelter from Abis' cold."
He shivers. "I have been blessed with strength. Not in my limbs, but in my heart."
"Hmm, tell me of Honkachu. I have heard little of it."
"There's not much to say about it. It's a tiny frozen island where strugels come from. It's got some neat stuff, but it's kind of ruined by the government. They don't understand the people below them, and they do everything they can to keep it that way." He lifts the meat again, then nods and flips it. It has a good crust.
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He passes the meat to you and squats down. For a moment he is silent as he licks the blood and gore off his fingers. "This... can it even be called a country? It lacks a true ruler. Where a King should reign, the Prince stands as if waiting to grow into a King over time. If he was any real ruler he'd take on the crown and begin to rule. Instead, the land is left to moulder like an unclaimed harvest."
Zacharie smirks. "Preach, brother." He waits a second, then tosses the meat into the pan. It immediately starts sizzling. "They say the Prince is too scared of his mom to enter the castle. I don't think he should rule in general."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
"Tell me of his mother. I hear little of the goings on in the Construct and what I do know is sung by the ravens outside my den. Their old voices are harsh but a new voice is sweet to my ears."
He giggles, then clears his throat. "The Sugarplum Queen is a monster. She made the entire Model based on her plans for the Autumn Country. And the scary thing? She's not that far from achieving it. She's already subjugated that thing in the sky above the fields and its minions, and that thing is like, cosmically powerful or something. I dunno. She doesn't come around here much."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
The scarecrows are multiplying.
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"Everything here is a monster." As he speaks, he reaches up to the blooming flowers growing from his chest and tears them out leaving. He claws the remaining greenery off his chest and tosses it all into the fire. "I killed that elk there while it lapped up the blood of a man it had slain." Tiny red flowers blossom where the old patch was. "The Autumn Country deserves better than this mockery."
*Ouch*
"I wouldn't know. I've never been there. I imagine it's a lot better, but I might never know. I'm not allowed over there." He uses a fork to lift the edge of the meat, decides that side isn't done, and continues cooking it.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
*so, I'm noticing some candy theming. is that limited to members of the sugarplum court, or is it just anyone?*
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 think this place is great! This character idolizes the glorious empire the Autumn Country once was and he desires to return to that place in that state. Nothing else will satisfy him and the fact that this place copies it so well only makes him more bitter. This character's views are NOT my views. I love this.*
He turns his eyes from the fire to you and you see they are dark, as if they have seen more shadow than light and all the blackness has soaked into them leaving inky stains. "Who are you to be banished from a country you've never been to?"
*All good, my friend. I'm glad you like it. Honestly, I thought you weren't coming back, so I didn't think to ask you for permission. I still wanted to credit you, though I should have put "based off of" instead of "inspired by" now that I think about it.*
"Well, my deity is the Spirit of Cold, Death, Spite, and Alcohol. Abis, the Frozen Spirit, the embodiment of Honkachu's eternal winter. Strugel society considers them a Devil-like figure, so in their deals with the Autumn Court, they made it so that Abis' worshippers couldn't eat the food of the Autumn Country. Not sure if the Autumn King knows about the deal. It doesn't sound like something he'd agree to."
He takes out a tiny comb and combs his hair. "Why aren't you there, by the way?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
*I couldn't care less which way you worded it. Know that I'm always open to working on this sort of thing with folks. Also I love the name Honkachu for a winter spirit thing. It sounds like a sneeze.*
He tears out the new flowers growing in his chest and watches them burn in the fire, "I was the master of the kennel in the Autumn Court. I was the caretaker of the King's fox hounds. He banished me after I took them hunting without the King's leave."
*Honkachu is actually the name of the island! Dutch said the same thing about it sounding like a sneeze. It was originally intended to be snoring (Honk-Shoo). The spirit is named Abis, pronounced "Abyss."*
"That's tough, dude." The strugel looks down at the meat, then up at the giant. "I'm Zacharie."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
"I know," He says with a small smile, "I'm called Isengrim. You've said why you're kept from the Autumn Country, but why are you here in the Construct?"
*oh ye.*
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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 dunno. Just exploring, I guess. I haven't left my home in a long while." He tilts his head. "What about you?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
"This place is my prison. I couldn't leave the Construct if I wanted to go down to the deeps of Hades." He seems to try to change the subject, "Where was your home then?"
"I didn't have one. Not really. There's only one orphanage on Honkachu, and they don't keep teenagers. I worked for a small mortuary practice. It was so under-funded that I had to stay up all night to keep animals and monsters from stealing the bodies, since the windows and doors were broken and we didn't have enough furniture to barricade them all. While trying to prepare them for burial. And trying not to freeze to death. We had a small heater in the corner, so at least I had some shelter from Abis' cold."
He shivers. "I have been blessed with strength. Not in my limbs, but in my heart."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
"Hmm, tell me of Honkachu. I have heard little of it."
"There's not much to say about it. It's a tiny frozen island where strugels come from. It's got some neat stuff, but it's kind of ruined by the government. They don't understand the people below them, and they do everything they can to keep it that way." He lifts the meat again, then nods and flips it. It has a good crust.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine