“Now, as I was saying, heroes are powerful in the heart. That is what makes a hero worthy of a song. I am the hero to sing these songs, not to be in these songs. Do you think you are a hero worthy of a song, friend?”
"Well, calling me a hero would be a bit of a stretch, but there are most definitely songs made about me, that's for sure!"
“Oh! May I hear one! I love songs!” He grins, relieved to have changed the subject.
"Oh, I wouldn't know any off the top of my head... but if I happen to remember any, I will tell you..."
“Thank you! You’re very kind.”
"Why thank you, Duan. You are kind as well."
“Well, you know what heroes are, they’re kind.”
"That they are... that they are."
“Well! Would you like to hear a song about a villain? I have plenty of those.” He winks.
"Sure... That might be amusing."
“This will absolutely blow your mind.” He starts to play by warming up his fingers, playing random cords that are somehow still melodic.
“Long long ago, there was a land, a desert so dry, covered in sand. In the village there was a boy, but maybe not a boy, maybe a toy. The sand grew high, the water grew less, the boy knew he would have to go on a fateful test. To get the water he went, telling those he met for his family he was sent.”
The being nods along, listening.
“He traveled so far to save his friends, but every good thing must meet its ends. The boy was good, his heart was true, but he became vengeful after not attaining even a drop of dew. He found a place, with water fresh, and carved a river made of the citizen’s flesh. He brought his town, but on him they looked down, and he was left alone, with only a river of blood.”
The being laughs, smiling with mirth.
Duan laughs nervously. “Well, I did not intend to make anyone laugh with that tale, but thank you, thank you!”
"No, no, that was a good tale... Where did you learn it from?"
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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 tall, gaunt figure in austere black priestly robes is staring into a fountain
*Inside the city or in the village or somewhere else?*
*in the city*
The gaunt figure hears the sound of a hiss behind them. If they were to turn around, they would see a small girl holding a hissing cat protectively.
'Hey there. You lost or something? I grew up around here, so I might be able to help'
With a puff of smoke, the girl disappears. In her place is a small ledge, where the cat is standing. “Nah. I’m fine.” The cat grins, showing off its sharp teeth.
'What do you want? You looking for me? If you're with the one who's after me, then good luck. Or maybe you're just a friendly talking kitty cat. Or maybe I'm going insane. But I'm warning you, I've killed demons before'
“What do you think, mate? Course I’m friendly. I ain’t a shadow, am I?”
'Of course. You can never be too careful though, can you? Linward Locke, demon slayer'. He holds out his hand for the cat to shake
The cat jumps down from the ledge, gets up on two legs, and wiggles its paw against Linward’s. “Demon slayer? Interesting. I ain’t a demon, but I’ve got a few… associates.”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
“Now, as I was saying, heroes are powerful in the heart. That is what makes a hero worthy of a song. I am the hero to sing these songs, not to be in these songs. Do you think you are a hero worthy of a song, friend?”
"Well, calling me a hero would be a bit of a stretch, but there are most definitely songs made about me, that's for sure!"
“Oh! May I hear one! I love songs!” He grins, relieved to have changed the subject.
"Oh, I wouldn't know any off the top of my head... but if I happen to remember any, I will tell you..."
“Thank you! You’re very kind.”
"Why thank you, Duan. You are kind as well."
“Well, you know what heroes are, they’re kind.”
"That they are... that they are."
“Well! Would you like to hear a song about a villain? I have plenty of those.” He winks.
"Sure... That might be amusing."
“This will absolutely blow your mind.” He starts to play by warming up his fingers, playing random cords that are somehow still melodic.
“Long long ago, there was a land, a desert so dry, covered in sand. In the village there was a boy, but maybe not a boy, maybe a toy. The sand grew high, the water grew less, the boy knew he would have to go on a fateful test. To get the water he went, telling those he met for his family he was sent.”
The being nods along, listening.
“He traveled so far to save his friends, but every good thing must meet its ends. The boy was good, his heart was true, but he became vengeful after not attaining even a drop of dew. He found a place, with water fresh, and carved a river made of the citizen’s flesh. He brought his town, but on him they looked down, and he was left alone, with only a river of blood.”
The being laughs, smiling with mirth.
Duan laughs nervously. “Well, I did not intend to make anyone laugh with that tale, but thank you, thank you!”
"No, no, that was a good tale... Where did you learn it from?"
“The library of Macca! Me and a few others went down there a while ago for some stories, and I was able to turn a few into songs. Macca used to be a place where people could send all their records safely. That was before the fall.”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
A tall, gaunt figure in austere black priestly robes is staring into a fountain
*Inside the city or in the village or somewhere else?*
*in the city*
The gaunt figure hears the sound of a hiss behind them. If they were to turn around, they would see a small girl holding a hissing cat protectively.
'Hey there. You lost or something? I grew up around here, so I might be able to help'
With a puff of smoke, the girl disappears. In her place is a small ledge, where the cat is standing. “Nah. I’m fine.” The cat grins, showing off its sharp teeth.
'What do you want? You looking for me? If you're with the one who's after me, then good luck. Or maybe you're just a friendly talking kitty cat. Or maybe I'm going insane. But I'm warning you, I've killed demons before'
“What do you think, mate? Course I’m friendly. I ain’t a shadow, am I?”
'Of course. You can never be too careful though, can you? Linward Locke, demon slayer'. He holds out his hand for the cat to shake
The cat jumps down from the ledge, gets up on two legs, and wiggles its paw against Linward’s. “Demon slayer? Interesting. I ain’t a demon, but I’ve got a few… associates.”
'What kind of associates? Maybe someone who knows what is going on here? Been some strange things going on lately, a multitude of realms all interlinked. Gives you a headache, don't you think?'
A tall, gaunt figure in austere black priestly robes is staring into a fountain
*Inside the city or in the village or somewhere else?*
*in the city*
The gaunt figure hears the sound of a hiss behind them. If they were to turn around, they would see a small girl holding a hissing cat protectively.
'Hey there. You lost or something? I grew up around here, so I might be able to help'
With a puff of smoke, the girl disappears. In her place is a small ledge, where the cat is standing. “Nah. I’m fine.” The cat grins, showing off its sharp teeth.
'What do you want? You looking for me? If you're with the one who's after me, then good luck. Or maybe you're just a friendly talking kitty cat. Or maybe I'm going insane. But I'm warning you, I've killed demons before'
“What do you think, mate? Course I’m friendly. I ain’t a shadow, am I?”
'Of course. You can never be too careful though, can you? Linward Locke, demon slayer'. He holds out his hand for the cat to shake
The cat jumps down from the ledge, gets up on two legs, and wiggles its paw against Linward’s. “Demon slayer? Interesting. I ain’t a demon, but I’ve got a few… associates.”
'What kind of associates? Maybe someone who knows what is going on here? Been some strange things going on lately, a multitude of realms all interlinked. Gives you a headache, don't you think?'
“Ohhhhhhhh yeah. I happen to come from one of those realms. One second I was in my house with my kids, the next, I was on the street with a buncha bloodthirsty shadows chasing me.”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
A tall, gaunt figure in austere black priestly robes is staring into a fountain
*Inside the city or in the village or somewhere else?*
*in the city*
The gaunt figure hears the sound of a hiss behind them. If they were to turn around, they would see a small girl holding a hissing cat protectively.
'Hey there. You lost or something? I grew up around here, so I might be able to help'
With a puff of smoke, the girl disappears. In her place is a small ledge, where the cat is standing. “Nah. I’m fine.” The cat grins, showing off its sharp teeth.
'What do you want? You looking for me? If you're with the one who's after me, then good luck. Or maybe you're just a friendly talking kitty cat. Or maybe I'm going insane. But I'm warning you, I've killed demons before'
“What do you think, mate? Course I’m friendly. I ain’t a shadow, am I?”
'Of course. You can never be too careful though, can you? Linward Locke, demon slayer'. He holds out his hand for the cat to shake
The cat jumps down from the ledge, gets up on two legs, and wiggles its paw against Linward’s. “Demon slayer? Interesting. I ain’t a demon, but I’ve got a few… associates.”
'What kind of associates? Maybe someone who knows what is going on here? Been some strange things going on lately, a multitude of realms all interlinked. Gives you a headache, don't you think?'
“Ohhhhhhhh yeah. I happen to come from one of those realms. One second I was in my house with my kids, the next, I was on the street with a buncha bloodthirsty shadows chasing me.”
'Crazy or what? I spent most of my life here, then, boom, one day I woke up in Daschaka. Tried to get back home, but it wasn't anything like I recognised it. All empty, and I got no idea why. Daschaka is safer, but then there's all my weird creepy twins there for some reason'
A tall, gaunt figure in austere black priestly robes is staring into a fountain
*Inside the city or in the village or somewhere else?*
*in the city*
The gaunt figure hears the sound of a hiss behind them. If they were to turn around, they would see a small girl holding a hissing cat protectively.
'Hey there. You lost or something? I grew up around here, so I might be able to help'
With a puff of smoke, the girl disappears. In her place is a small ledge, where the cat is standing. “Nah. I’m fine.” The cat grins, showing off its sharp teeth.
'What do you want? You looking for me? If you're with the one who's after me, then good luck. Or maybe you're just a friendly talking kitty cat. Or maybe I'm going insane. But I'm warning you, I've killed demons before'
“What do you think, mate? Course I’m friendly. I ain’t a shadow, am I?”
'Of course. You can never be too careful though, can you? Linward Locke, demon slayer'. He holds out his hand for the cat to shake
The cat jumps down from the ledge, gets up on two legs, and wiggles its paw against Linward’s. “Demon slayer? Interesting. I ain’t a demon, but I’ve got a few… associates.”
'What kind of associates? Maybe someone who knows what is going on here? Been some strange things going on lately, a multitude of realms all interlinked. Gives you a headache, don't you think?'
“Ohhhhhhhh yeah. I happen to come from one of those realms. One second I was in my house with my kids, the next, I was on the street with a buncha bloodthirsty shadows chasing me.”
'Crazy or what? I spent most of my life here, then, boom, one day I woke up in Daschaka. Tried to get back home, but it wasn't anything like I recognised it. All empty, and I got no idea why. Daschaka is safer, but then there's all my weird creepy twins there for some reason'
“…Twins?”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
'Yeah, twins. Whole load of them hanging out at the bar together. Look like they're all from different realms or something, but they're all... me. One of them got pointy ears, one of them looks like he's from one of those new-fangled science fiction novels, but yeah. A whole pack of my interdimensional twins. Sure we get on, but it's uncanny'
'Yeah, twins. Whole load of them hanging out at the bar together. Look like they're all from different realms or something, but they're all... me. One of them got pointy ears, one of them looks like he's from one of those new-fangled science fiction novels, but yeah. A whole pack of my interdimensional twins. Sure we get on, but it's uncanny'
“Woah, that’s… sorta weird. You found the reason yet?”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
'Yeah, twins. Whole load of them hanging out at the bar together. Look like they're all from different realms or something, but they're all... me. One of them got pointy ears, one of them looks like he's from one of those new-fangled science fiction novels, but yeah. A whole pack of my interdimensional twins. Sure we get on, but it's uncanny'
“Woah, that’s… sorta weird. You found the reason yet?”
'No idea. Half of them got the minds of excitable golden retriever puppies, so that's fun. Especially when they take up the whole bar for themselves. And the smell, dang. I've seen some pretty nasty things, but my army of bros do not wash half enough as they should. You had anything weird happen to you?'
“Now, as I was saying, heroes are powerful in the heart. That is what makes a hero worthy of a song. I am the hero to sing these songs, not to be in these songs. Do you think you are a hero worthy of a song, friend?”
"Well, calling me a hero would be a bit of a stretch, but there are most definitely songs made about me, that's for sure!"
“Oh! May I hear one! I love songs!” He grins, relieved to have changed the subject.
"Oh, I wouldn't know any off the top of my head... but if I happen to remember any, I will tell you..."
“Thank you! You’re very kind.”
"Why thank you, Duan. You are kind as well."
“Well, you know what heroes are, they’re kind.”
"That they are... that they are."
“Well! Would you like to hear a song about a villain? I have plenty of those.” He winks.
"Sure... That might be amusing."
“This will absolutely blow your mind.” He starts to play by warming up his fingers, playing random cords that are somehow still melodic.
“Long long ago, there was a land, a desert so dry, covered in sand. In the village there was a boy, but maybe not a boy, maybe a toy. The sand grew high, the water grew less, the boy knew he would have to go on a fateful test. To get the water he went, telling those he met for his family he was sent.”
The being nods along, listening.
“He traveled so far to save his friends, but every good thing must meet its ends. The boy was good, his heart was true, but he became vengeful after not attaining even a drop of dew. He found a place, with water fresh, and carved a river made of the citizen’s flesh. He brought his town, but on him they looked down, and he was left alone, with only a river of blood.”
The being laughs, smiling with mirth.
Duan laughs nervously. “Well, I did not intend to make anyone laugh with that tale, but thank you, thank you!”
"No, no, that was a good tale... Where did you learn it from?"
“The library of Macca! Me and a few others went down there a while ago for some stories, and I was able to turn a few into songs. Macca used to be a place where people could send all their records safely. That was before the fall.”
"Oh... could you take me to this... library...?"
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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.
Daschaka sees the newcomer from a mile away. An orb of light, traveling slowly down the road, maybe thirty feet in diameter. Something-or someone is at the center.
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Daschaka sees the newcomer from a mile away. An orb of light, traveling slowly down the road, maybe thirty feet in diameter. Something-or someone is at the center.
A figure walks outside the gates of the town, waving hello.
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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.
“Now, as I was saying, heroes are powerful in the heart. That is what makes a hero worthy of a song. I am the hero to sing these songs, not to be in these songs. Do you think you are a hero worthy of a song, friend?”
"Well, calling me a hero would be a bit of a stretch, but there are most definitely songs made about me, that's for sure!"
“Oh! May I hear one! I love songs!” He grins, relieved to have changed the subject.
"Oh, I wouldn't know any off the top of my head... but if I happen to remember any, I will tell you..."
“Thank you! You’re very kind.”
"Why thank you, Duan. You are kind as well."
“Well, you know what heroes are, they’re kind.”
"That they are... that they are."
“Well! Would you like to hear a song about a villain? I have plenty of those.” He winks.
"Sure... That might be amusing."
“This will absolutely blow your mind.” He starts to play by warming up his fingers, playing random cords that are somehow still melodic.
“Long long ago, there was a land, a desert so dry, covered in sand. In the village there was a boy, but maybe not a boy, maybe a toy. The sand grew high, the water grew less, the boy knew he would have to go on a fateful test. To get the water he went, telling those he met for his family he was sent.”
The being nods along, listening.
“He traveled so far to save his friends, but every good thing must meet its ends. The boy was good, his heart was true, but he became vengeful after not attaining even a drop of dew. He found a place, with water fresh, and carved a river made of the citizen’s flesh. He brought his town, but on him they looked down, and he was left alone, with only a river of blood.”
The being laughs, smiling with mirth.
Duan laughs nervously. “Well, I did not intend to make anyone laugh with that tale, but thank you, thank you!”
"No, no, that was a good tale... Where did you learn it from?"
“The library of Macca! Me and a few others went down there a while ago for some stories, and I was able to turn a few into songs. Macca used to be a place where people could send all their records safely. That was before the fall.”
"Oh... could you take me to this... library...?"
“It’s within the city. Do you really want to go there?”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
'Yeah, twins. Whole load of them hanging out at the bar together. Look like they're all from different realms or something, but they're all... me. One of them got pointy ears, one of them looks like he's from one of those new-fangled science fiction novels, but yeah. A whole pack of my interdimensional twins. Sure we get on, but it's uncanny'
“Woah, that’s… sorta weird. You found the reason yet?”
'No idea. Half of them got the minds of excitable golden retriever puppies, so that's fun. Especially when they take up the whole bar for themselves. And the smell, dang. I've seen some pretty nasty things, but my army of bros do not wash half enough as they should. You had anything weird happen to you?'
“Well, I almost got eaten by a shadow and then I could talk, but nothing much else.”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Daschaka sees the newcomer from a mile away. An orb of light, traveling slowly down the road, maybe thirty feet in diameter. Something-or someone is at the center.
A figure walks outside the gates of the town, waving hello.
*desc?*
he sees a woman-no a girl walking in the center of the aura. She can’t be more than eleven, yet she walks with the grace of someone much older. Her hair is a bright fiery orange fading to yellow as it goes down, and her eyes are pure white, but not in a creepy way.
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“Now, as I was saying, heroes are powerful in the heart. That is what makes a hero worthy of a song. I am the hero to sing these songs, not to be in these songs. Do you think you are a hero worthy of a song, friend?”
"Well, calling me a hero would be a bit of a stretch, but there are most definitely songs made about me, that's for sure!"
“Oh! May I hear one! I love songs!” He grins, relieved to have changed the subject.
"Oh, I wouldn't know any off the top of my head... but if I happen to remember any, I will tell you..."
“Thank you! You’re very kind.”
"Why thank you, Duan. You are kind as well."
“Well, you know what heroes are, they’re kind.”
"That they are... that they are."
“Well! Would you like to hear a song about a villain? I have plenty of those.” He winks.
"Sure... That might be amusing."
“This will absolutely blow your mind.” He starts to play by warming up his fingers, playing random cords that are somehow still melodic.
“Long long ago, there was a land, a desert so dry, covered in sand. In the village there was a boy, but maybe not a boy, maybe a toy. The sand grew high, the water grew less, the boy knew he would have to go on a fateful test. To get the water he went, telling those he met for his family he was sent.”
The being nods along, listening.
“He traveled so far to save his friends, but every good thing must meet its ends. The boy was good, his heart was true, but he became vengeful after not attaining even a drop of dew. He found a place, with water fresh, and carved a river made of the citizen’s flesh. He brought his town, but on him they looked down, and he was left alone, with only a river of blood.”
The being laughs, smiling with mirth.
Duan laughs nervously. “Well, I did not intend to make anyone laugh with that tale, but thank you, thank you!”
"No, no, that was a good tale... Where did you learn it from?"
“The library of Macca! Me and a few others went down there a while ago for some stories, and I was able to turn a few into songs. Macca used to be a place where people could send all their records safely. That was before the fall.”
"Oh... could you take me to this... library...?"
“It’s within the city. Do you really want to go there?”
"Oh... shadow's aren't that hard to deal with."
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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.
*Now that i think about it, i dont know if i will join this*
*Sorry bananer*
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Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish) In this place where you're not here, in this place where I was with you Your eyes are too kind, and I'm covered in wounds. Don't let me love you. They say people are born different. We brainwashed in the same system. They expect perfection. So how can we be different? NOW, ALL HAIL MERLIN, AND THE GREAT MERLIN ARMY. GIVE ME A 4D8 ATTEMPT: [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
“Now, as I was saying, heroes are powerful in the heart. That is what makes a hero worthy of a song. I am the hero to sing these songs, not to be in these songs. Do you think you are a hero worthy of a song, friend?”
"Well, calling me a hero would be a bit of a stretch, but there are most definitely songs made about me, that's for sure!"
“Oh! May I hear one! I love songs!” He grins, relieved to have changed the subject.
"Oh, I wouldn't know any off the top of my head... but if I happen to remember any, I will tell you..."
“Thank you! You’re very kind.”
"Why thank you, Duan. You are kind as well."
“Well, you know what heroes are, they’re kind.”
"That they are... that they are."
“Well! Would you like to hear a song about a villain? I have plenty of those.” He winks.
"Sure... That might be amusing."
“This will absolutely blow your mind.” He starts to play by warming up his fingers, playing random cords that are somehow still melodic.
“Long long ago, there was a land, a desert so dry, covered in sand. In the village there was a boy, but maybe not a boy, maybe a toy. The sand grew high, the water grew less, the boy knew he would have to go on a fateful test. To get the water he went, telling those he met for his family he was sent.”
The being nods along, listening.
“He traveled so far to save his friends, but every good thing must meet its ends. The boy was good, his heart was true, but he became vengeful after not attaining even a drop of dew. He found a place, with water fresh, and carved a river made of the citizen’s flesh. He brought his town, but on him they looked down, and he was left alone, with only a river of blood.”
The being laughs, smiling with mirth.
Duan laughs nervously. “Well, I did not intend to make anyone laugh with that tale, but thank you, thank you!”
"No, no, that was a good tale... Where did you learn it from?"
“The library of Macca! Me and a few others went down there a while ago for some stories, and I was able to turn a few into songs. Macca used to be a place where people could send all their records safely. That was before the fall.”
"Oh... could you take me to this... library...?"
“It’s within the city. Do you really want to go there?”
"Oh... shadow's aren't that hard to deal with."
“Well, for you they probably aren’t. But for me? So hard.”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
“Now, as I was saying, heroes are powerful in the heart. That is what makes a hero worthy of a song. I am the hero to sing these songs, not to be in these songs. Do you think you are a hero worthy of a song, friend?”
"Well, calling me a hero would be a bit of a stretch, but there are most definitely songs made about me, that's for sure!"
“Oh! May I hear one! I love songs!” He grins, relieved to have changed the subject.
"Oh, I wouldn't know any off the top of my head... but if I happen to remember any, I will tell you..."
“Thank you! You’re very kind.”
"Why thank you, Duan. You are kind as well."
“Well, you know what heroes are, they’re kind.”
"That they are... that they are."
“Well! Would you like to hear a song about a villain? I have plenty of those.” He winks.
"Sure... That might be amusing."
“This will absolutely blow your mind.” He starts to play by warming up his fingers, playing random cords that are somehow still melodic.
“Long long ago, there was a land, a desert so dry, covered in sand. In the village there was a boy, but maybe not a boy, maybe a toy. The sand grew high, the water grew less, the boy knew he would have to go on a fateful test. To get the water he went, telling those he met for his family he was sent.”
The being nods along, listening.
“He traveled so far to save his friends, but every good thing must meet its ends. The boy was good, his heart was true, but he became vengeful after not attaining even a drop of dew. He found a place, with water fresh, and carved a river made of the citizen’s flesh. He brought his town, but on him they looked down, and he was left alone, with only a river of blood.”
The being laughs, smiling with mirth.
Duan laughs nervously. “Well, I did not intend to make anyone laugh with that tale, but thank you, thank you!”
"No, no, that was a good tale... Where did you learn it from?"
“The library of Macca! Me and a few others went down there a while ago for some stories, and I was able to turn a few into songs. Macca used to be a place where people could send all their records safely. That was before the fall.”
"Oh... could you take me to this... library...?"
“It’s within the city. Do you really want to go there?”
"Oh... shadow's aren't that hard to deal with."
“Well, for you they probably aren’t. But for me? So hard.”
"... I suppose so... you do seem rather... fragile..."
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"No, no, that was a good tale... Where did you learn it from?"
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 cat jumps down from the ledge, gets up on two legs, and wiggles its paw against Linward’s. “Demon slayer? Interesting. I ain’t a demon, but I’ve got a few… associates.”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
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“The library of Macca! Me and a few others went down there a while ago for some stories, and I was able to turn a few into songs. Macca used to be a place where people could send all their records safely. That was before the fall.”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake!
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'What kind of associates? Maybe someone who knows what is going on here? Been some strange things going on lately, a multitude of realms all interlinked. Gives you a headache, don't you think?'
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“Ohhhhhhhh yeah. I happen to come from one of those realms. One second I was in my house with my kids, the next, I was on the street with a buncha bloodthirsty shadows chasing me.”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
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'Crazy or what? I spent most of my life here, then, boom, one day I woke up in Daschaka. Tried to get back home, but it wasn't anything like I recognised it. All empty, and I got no idea why. Daschaka is safer, but then there's all my weird creepy twins there for some reason'
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“…Twins?”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
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*quote chain cut*
'Yeah, twins. Whole load of them hanging out at the bar together. Look like they're all from different realms or something, but they're all... me. One of them got pointy ears, one of them looks like he's from one of those new-fangled science fiction novels, but yeah. A whole pack of my interdimensional twins. Sure we get on, but it's uncanny'
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“Woah, that’s… sorta weird. You found the reason yet?”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
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'No idea. Half of them got the minds of excitable golden retriever puppies, so that's fun. Especially when they take up the whole bar for themselves. And the smell, dang. I've seen some pretty nasty things, but my army of bros do not wash half enough as they should. You had anything weird happen to you?'
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"Oh... could you take me to this... library...?"
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.
*Aracataca Colombia*
Daschaka sees the newcomer from a mile away. An orb of light, traveling slowly down the road, maybe thirty feet in diameter. Something-or someone is at the center.
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
My favorite characters from dead threads; AMA: Aria, Rade, Kiano & Luz, Juniper, Ezra & Dr. Paine, Xi & his siblings, Misa Stay Paranoid!!!
My Drummer given title is Swift as the Dragon, but The Diabolical One named me Virex the Whisperbrand, Architect of Echoes
May the dice roll ever in your favor
A figure walks outside the gates of the town, waving hello.
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.
“It’s within the city. Do you really want to go there?”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
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“Well, I almost got eaten by a shadow and then I could talk, but nothing much else.”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
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*desc?*
he sees a woman-no a girl walking in the center of the aura. She can’t be more than eleven, yet she walks with the grace of someone much older. Her hair is a bright fiery orange fading to yellow as it goes down, and her eyes are pure white, but not in a creepy way.
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
My favorite characters from dead threads; AMA: Aria, Rade, Kiano & Luz, Juniper, Ezra & Dr. Paine, Xi & his siblings, Misa Stay Paranoid!!!
My Drummer given title is Swift as the Dragon, but The Diabolical One named me Virex the Whisperbrand, Architect of Echoes
May the dice roll ever in your favor
"Oh... shadow's aren't that hard to deal with."
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.
*Now that i think about it, i dont know if i will join this*
*Sorry bananer*
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish)
In this place where you're not here, in this place where I was with you
Your eyes are too kind, and I'm covered in wounds. Don't let me love you.
They say people are born different. We brainwashed in the same system. They expect perfection. So how can we be different?
NOW, ALL HAIL MERLIN, AND THE GREAT MERLIN ARMY. GIVE ME A 4D8 ATTEMPT: [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
“Well, for you they probably aren’t. But for me? So hard.”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
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"... I suppose so... you do seem rather... fragile..."
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.