Sadie lets go of her sword. "Why me, Fael? Just curious. Ain't ever seen somebody hidin' in the trees to be found."
"Because you looked bored"
"I'm always bored, Sugar. Way of life, I s'pose."
"Then would you interest yoursellf in finding me?"
"I suppose." she stands up, making her immediate way to the tree Fael is in
Perception check?
(Stealth for me 22)
She looks around, wondering...
23
She finds a shadow that immediately disappears after you do
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Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
A person covered in fur is setting up shop in the woods near the inn, a tangle of ice and frost in the trees around it, shards that show events to anyone who sees them, them walking in the forest a minute ago, them tripping a minute before they do. Each shard tells a different future or past in its reflection, and some have the visage of an eye, a hand, a beam of light, stars, all events that once did come or will one day toll. The person in the shop, apon closer look, is a furry orange caterpillar with black on it, their shop wooden and mystical, but with like bits of frost and snow, their orb a swirling mass of wind and sharp shards of ice captured in a ball.
A person covered in fur is setting up shop in the woods near the inn, a tangle of ice and frost in the trees around it, shards that show events to anyone who sees them, them walking in the forest a minute ago, them tripping a minute before they do. Each shard tells a different future or past in its reflection, and some have the visage of an eye, a hand, a beam of light, stars, all events that once did come or will one day toll. The person in the shop, apon closer look, is a furry orange caterpillar with black on it, their shop wooden and mystical, but with like bits of frost and snow, their orb a swirling mass of wind and sharp shards of ice captured in a ball.
A person covered in fur is setting up shop in the woods near the inn, a tangle of ice and frost in the trees around it, shards that show events to anyone who sees them, them walking in the forest a minute ago, them tripping a minute before they do. Each shard tells a different future or past in its reflection, and some have the visage of an eye, a hand, a beam of light, stars, all events that once did come or will one day toll. The person in the shop, apon closer look, is a furry orange caterpillar with black on it, their shop wooden and mystical, but with like bits of frost and snow, their orb a swirling mass of wind and sharp shards of ice captured in a ball.
"Hiya," comes a loud voice, muffled by the branches. "Who're you? Wha's that?" The speaker of the voice is apparent after only a moment's searching ------ a small figure, hair flopping over their face and obscuring all of their features except for a single bright-green eye, dangling upside-down from a low-hanging branch.
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Build us a door And rest here with me Lights are on But nobody's home... extended sig
A person covered in fur is setting up shop in the woods near the inn, a tangle of ice and frost in the trees around it, shards that show events to anyone who sees them, them walking in the forest a minute ago, them tripping a minute before they do. Each shard tells a different future or past in its reflection, and some have the visage of an eye, a hand, a beam of light, stars, all events that once did come or will one day toll. The person in the shop, apon closer look, is a furry orange caterpillar with black on it, their shop wooden and mystical, but with like bits of frost and snow, their orb a swirling mass of wind and sharp shards of ice captured in a ball.
"Hiya," comes a loud voice, muffled by the branches. "Who're you? Wha's that?" The speaker of the voice is apparent after only a moment's searching ------ a small figure, hair flopping over their face and obscuring all of their features except for a single bright-green eye, dangling upside-down from a low-hanging branch.
The caterpillar shifts and blinks, its eyes blind, yet somehow watching. It opens its mouthparts, and its voice is doubled, echoing and ethereal. "I am The Seer. Are you in need of my services, you one?"
A person covered in fur is setting up shop in the woods near the inn, a tangle of ice and frost in the trees around it, shards that show events to anyone who sees them, them walking in the forest a minute ago, them tripping a minute before they do. Each shard tells a different future or past in its reflection, and some have the visage of an eye, a hand, a beam of light, stars, all events that once did come or will one day toll. The person in the shop, apon closer look, is a furry orange caterpillar with black on it, their shop wooden and mystical, but with like bits of frost and snow, their orb a swirling mass of wind and sharp shards of ice captured in a ball.
A small ball of ice falls out of the nearby tree
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Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
A person covered in fur is setting up shop in the woods near the inn, a tangle of ice and frost in the trees around it, shards that show events to anyone who sees them, them walking in the forest a minute ago, them tripping a minute before they do. Each shard tells a different future or past in its reflection, and some have the visage of an eye, a hand, a beam of light, stars, all events that once did come or will one day toll. The person in the shop, apon closer look, is a furry orange caterpillar with black on it, their shop wooden and mystical, but with like bits of frost and snow, their orb a swirling mass of wind and sharp shards of ice captured in a ball.
"Hiya," comes a loud voice, muffled by the branches. "Who're you? Wha's that?" The speaker of the voice is apparent after only a moment's searching ------ a small figure, hair flopping over their face and obscuring all of their features except for a single bright-green eye, dangling upside-down from a low-hanging branch.
The caterpillar shifts and blinks, its eyes blind, yet somehow watching. It opens its mouthparts, and its voice is doubled, echoing and ethereal. "I am The Seer. Are you in need of my services, you one?"
"Ah! You scared me, theah. Wha's you sayin', though? I'm just wondearin' wha' you're doin' heah." The figure drops to the ground, rolling into a standing-up position. Half of their face, though, is covered in large port-wine stains, which they quickly move to obscure with their hair.
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Build us a door And rest here with me Lights are on But nobody's home... extended sig
A person covered in fur is setting up shop in the woods near the inn, a tangle of ice and frost in the trees around it, shards that show events to anyone who sees them, them walking in the forest a minute ago, them tripping a minute before they do. Each shard tells a different future or past in its reflection, and some have the visage of an eye, a hand, a beam of light, stars, all events that once did come or will one day toll. The person in the shop, apon closer look, is a furry orange caterpillar with black on it, their shop wooden and mystical, but with like bits of frost and snow, their orb a swirling mass of wind and sharp shards of ice captured in a ball.
A small ball of ice falls out of the nearby tree
The Seer sits and waits, watching. They chant words, and fold their paws into a formation, locating on the ice ball. *Arcane Eye*
A person covered in fur is setting up shop in the woods near the inn, a tangle of ice and frost in the trees around it, shards that show events to anyone who sees them, them walking in the forest a minute ago, them tripping a minute before they do. Each shard tells a different future or past in its reflection, and some have the visage of an eye, a hand, a beam of light, stars, all events that once did come or will one day toll. The person in the shop, apon closer look, is a furry orange caterpillar with black on it, their shop wooden and mystical, but with like bits of frost and snow, their orb a swirling mass of wind and sharp shards of ice captured in a ball.
A small ball of ice falls out of the nearby tree
The Seer sits and waits, watching. They chant words, and fold their paws into a formation, locating on the ice ball. *Arcane Eye*
Perception check
(Stealth for me30)
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Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
A person covered in fur is setting up shop in the woods near the inn, a tangle of ice and frost in the trees around it, shards that show events to anyone who sees them, them walking in the forest a minute ago, them tripping a minute before they do. Each shard tells a different future or past in its reflection, and some have the visage of an eye, a hand, a beam of light, stars, all events that once did come or will one day toll. The person in the shop, apon closer look, is a furry orange caterpillar with black on it, their shop wooden and mystical, but with like bits of frost and snow, their orb a swirling mass of wind and sharp shards of ice captured in a ball.
"Hiya," comes a loud voice, muffled by the branches. "Who're you? Wha's that?" The speaker of the voice is apparent after only a moment's searching ------ a small figure, hair flopping over their face and obscuring all of their features except for a single bright-green eye, dangling upside-down from a low-hanging branch.
The caterpillar shifts and blinks, its eyes blind, yet somehow watching. It opens its mouthparts, and its voice is doubled, echoing and ethereal. "I am The Seer. Are you in need of my services, you one?"
"Ah! You scared me, theah. Wha's you sayin', though? I'm just wondearin' wha' you're doin' heah." The figure drops to the ground, rolling into a standing-up position. Half of their face, though, is covered in large port-wine stains, which they quickly move to obscure with their hair.
The insect stills itself, making a light hissing sound. "I am saying that I am The Seer, and asking if you need, my wisdom. Doyou need my prowess of the future, or do you not?"
A person covered in fur is setting up shop in the woods near the inn, a tangle of ice and frost in the trees around it, shards that show events to anyone who sees them, them walking in the forest a minute ago, them tripping a minute before they do. Each shard tells a different future or past in its reflection, and some have the visage of an eye, a hand, a beam of light, stars, all events that once did come or will one day toll. The person in the shop, apon closer look, is a furry orange caterpillar with black on it, their shop wooden and mystical, but with like bits of frost and snow, their orb a swirling mass of wind and sharp shards of ice captured in a ball.
A small ball of ice falls out of the nearby tree
The Seer sits and waits, watching. They chant words, and fold their paws into a formation, locating on the ice ball. *Arcane Eye*
Perception check
(Stealth for me30)
*Welp i cannot win :(*
"Come out, little one. I know that you are there."
A person covered in fur is setting up shop in the woods near the inn, a tangle of ice and frost in the trees around it, shards that show events to anyone who sees them, them walking in the forest a minute ago, them tripping a minute before they do. Each shard tells a different future or past in its reflection, and some have the visage of an eye, a hand, a beam of light, stars, all events that once did come or will one day toll. The person in the shop, apon closer look, is a furry orange caterpillar with black on it, their shop wooden and mystical, but with like bits of frost and snow, their orb a swirling mass of wind and sharp shards of ice captured in a ball.
A small ball of ice falls out of the nearby tree
The Seer sits and waits, watching. They chant words, and fold their paws into a formation, locating on the ice ball. *Arcane Eye*
Perception check
(Stealth for me30)
*Welp i cannot win :(*
"Come out, little one. I know that you are there."
"Do you?"
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Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
A person covered in fur is setting up shop in the woods near the inn, a tangle of ice and frost in the trees around it, shards that show events to anyone who sees them, them walking in the forest a minute ago, them tripping a minute before they do. Each shard tells a different future or past in its reflection, and some have the visage of an eye, a hand, a beam of light, stars, all events that once did come or will one day toll. The person in the shop, apon closer look, is a furry orange caterpillar with black on it, their shop wooden and mystical, but with like bits of frost and snow, their orb a swirling mass of wind and sharp shards of ice captured in a ball.
"Hiya," comes a loud voice, muffled by the branches. "Who're you? Wha's that?" The speaker of the voice is apparent after only a moment's searching ------ a small figure, hair flopping over their face and obscuring all of their features except for a single bright-green eye, dangling upside-down from a low-hanging branch.
The caterpillar shifts and blinks, its eyes blind, yet somehow watching. It opens its mouthparts, and its voice is doubled, echoing and ethereal. "I am The Seer. Are you in need of my services, you one?"
"Ah! You scared me, theah. Wha's you sayin', though? I'm just wondearin' wha' you're doin' heah." The figure drops to the ground, rolling into a standing-up position. Half of their face, though, is covered in large port-wine stains, which they quickly move to obscure with their hair.
The insect stills itself, making a light hissing sound. "I am saying that I am The Seer, and asking if you need, my wisdom. Doyou need my prowess of the future, or do you not?"
"The futueah?" the person replies, sounding almost incredulous...but definitely a bit intrigued. "Could yeah see my future?"
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Build us a door And rest here with me Lights are on But nobody's home... extended sig
A person covered in fur is setting up shop in the woods near the inn, a tangle of ice and frost in the trees around it, shards that show events to anyone who sees them, them walking in the forest a minute ago, them tripping a minute before they do. Each shard tells a different future or past in its reflection, and some have the visage of an eye, a hand, a beam of light, stars, all events that once did come or will one day toll. The person in the shop, apon closer look, is a furry orange caterpillar with black on it, their shop wooden and mystical, but with like bits of frost and snow, their orb a swirling mass of wind and sharp shards of ice captured in a ball.
"Hiya," comes a loud voice, muffled by the branches. "Who're you? Wha's that?" The speaker of the voice is apparent after only a moment's searching ------ a small figure, hair flopping over their face and obscuring all of their features except for a single bright-green eye, dangling upside-down from a low-hanging branch.
The caterpillar shifts and blinks, its eyes blind, yet somehow watching. It opens its mouthparts, and its voice is doubled, echoing and ethereal. "I am The Seer. Are you in need of my services, you one?"
"Ah! You scared me, theah. Wha's you sayin', though? I'm just wondearin' wha' you're doin' heah." The figure drops to the ground, rolling into a standing-up position. Half of their face, though, is covered in large port-wine stains, which they quickly move to obscure with their hair.
The insect stills itself, making a light hissing sound. "I am saying that I am The Seer, and asking if you need, my wisdom. Doyou need my prowess of the future, or do you not?"
"The futueah?" the person replies, sounding almost incredulous...but definitely a bit intrigued. "Could yeah see my future?"
*X = said chars name if they tell, or viewer if not*
"That I can do. One question. Can you tell me your name X?"
A person covered in fur is setting up shop in the woods near the inn, a tangle of ice and frost in the trees around it, shards that show events to anyone who sees them, them walking in the forest a minute ago, them tripping a minute before they do. Each shard tells a different future or past in its reflection, and some have the visage of an eye, a hand, a beam of light, stars, all events that once did come or will one day toll. The person in the shop, apon closer look, is a furry orange caterpillar with black on it, their shop wooden and mystical, but with like bits of frost and snow, their orb a swirling mass of wind and sharp shards of ice captured in a ball.
A small ball of ice falls out of the nearby tree
The Seer sits and waits, watching. They chant words, and fold their paws into a formation, locating on the ice ball. *Arcane Eye*
Perception check
(Stealth for me30)
*Welp i cannot win :(*
"Come out, little one. I know that you are there."
A person covered in fur is setting up shop in the woods near the inn, a tangle of ice and frost in the trees around it, shards that show events to anyone who sees them, them walking in the forest a minute ago, them tripping a minute before they do. Each shard tells a different future or past in its reflection, and some have the visage of an eye, a hand, a beam of light, stars, all events that once did come or will one day toll. The person in the shop, apon closer look, is a furry orange caterpillar with black on it, their shop wooden and mystical, but with like bits of frost and snow, their orb a swirling mass of wind and sharp shards of ice captured in a ball.
A small ball of ice falls out of the nearby tree
The Seer sits and waits, watching. They chant words, and fold their paws into a formation, locating on the ice ball. *Arcane Eye*
Perception check
(Stealth for me30)
*Welp i cannot win :(*
"Come out, little one. I know that you are there."
"Do you?"
"I indeed do. Need I scry? Contact a god?"
"You still wouldn't be able to find me"
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Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
A person covered in fur is setting up shop in the woods near the inn, a tangle of ice and frost in the trees around it, shards that show events to anyone who sees them, them walking in the forest a minute ago, them tripping a minute before they do. Each shard tells a different future or past in its reflection, and some have the visage of an eye, a hand, a beam of light, stars, all events that once did come or will one day toll. The person in the shop, apon closer look, is a furry orange caterpillar with black on it, their shop wooden and mystical, but with like bits of frost and snow, their orb a swirling mass of wind and sharp shards of ice captured in a ball.
A small ball of ice falls out of the nearby tree
The Seer sits and waits, watching. They chant words, and fold their paws into a formation, locating on the ice ball. *Arcane Eye*
Perception check
(Stealth for me30)
*Welp i cannot win :(*
"Come out, little one. I know that you are there."
A person covered in fur is setting up shop in the woods near the inn, a tangle of ice and frost in the trees around it, shards that show events to anyone who sees them, them walking in the forest a minute ago, them tripping a minute before they do. Each shard tells a different future or past in its reflection, and some have the visage of an eye, a hand, a beam of light, stars, all events that once did come or will one day toll. The person in the shop, apon closer look, is a furry orange caterpillar with black on it, their shop wooden and mystical, but with like bits of frost and snow, their orb a swirling mass of wind and sharp shards of ice captured in a ball.
A small ball of ice falls out of the nearby tree
The Seer sits and waits, watching. They chant words, and fold their paws into a formation, locating on the ice ball. *Arcane Eye*
Perception check
(Stealth for me30)
*Welp i cannot win :(*
"Come out, little one. I know that you are there."
"Do you?"
"I indeed do. Need I scry? Contact a god?"
"You still wouldn't be able to find me"
*Make a DC 20 wisdom saving throw.*
*Can't target me*
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Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
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*Ooo*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
She finds a shadow that immediately disappears after you do
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
A person covered in fur is setting up shop in the woods near the inn, a tangle of ice and frost in the trees around it, shards that show events to anyone who sees them, them walking in the forest a minute ago, them tripping a minute before they do. Each shard tells a different future or past in its reflection, and some have the visage of an eye, a hand, a beam of light, stars, all events that once did come or will one day toll. The person in the shop, apon closer look, is a furry orange caterpillar with black on it, their shop wooden and mystical, but with like bits of frost and snow, their orb a swirling mass of wind and sharp shards of ice captured in a ball.
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*Sad_Tara.mp3*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*?*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"Hiya," comes a loud voice, muffled by the branches. "Who're you? Wha's that?" The speaker of the voice is apparent after only a moment's searching ------ a small figure, hair flopping over their face and obscuring all of their features except for a single bright-green eye, dangling upside-down from a low-hanging branch.
Build us a door
And rest here with me
Lights are on
But nobody's home...
extended sig
The caterpillar shifts and blinks, its eyes blind, yet somehow watching. It opens its mouthparts, and its voice is doubled, echoing and ethereal. "I am The Seer. Are you in need of my services, you one?"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
A small ball of ice falls out of the nearby tree
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
"Ah! You scared me, theah. Wha's you sayin', though? I'm just wondearin' wha' you're doin' heah." The figure drops to the ground, rolling into a standing-up position. Half of their face, though, is covered in large port-wine stains, which they quickly move to obscure with their hair.
Build us a door
And rest here with me
Lights are on
But nobody's home...
extended sig
The Seer sits and waits, watching. They chant words, and fold their paws into a formation, locating on the ice ball. *Arcane Eye*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Perception check
(Stealth for me30)
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
The insect stills itself, making a light hissing sound. "I am saying that I am The Seer, and asking if you need, my wisdom. Do you need my prowess of the future, or do you not?"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*Welp i cannot win :(*
"Come out, little one. I know that you are there."
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"Do you?"
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
"The futueah?" the person replies, sounding almost incredulous...but definitely a bit intrigued. "Could yeah see my future?"
Build us a door
And rest here with me
Lights are on
But nobody's home...
extended sig
*X = said chars name if they tell, or viewer if not*
"That I can do. One question. Can you tell me your name X?"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
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Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"I indeed do. Need I scry? Contact a god?"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"You still wouldn't be able to find me"
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
*Make a DC 20 wisdom saving throw.*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*Can't target me*
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.