One of the main reasons I chose the Baba Yaga statblock is because i often make references about how I ride in a mortar and pestle, and how I’m a fairy tale witch.
How does one ride in a mortar and pestle?
Ask the stars. They keep my secrets.
*nonchalantly dials up Betelgeuse*
“Uhh- ask the stone, they hold their memory. And Don’t tell them that you asked me, the witch is scary.” *proceeds to explode*
“Goddamit you’re never any use man. Go back to being Michael Keaton.”
*Angrily dials up somebody’s pet rock.*
“G-Grandmother! Grandmother! The trees surely know how they ride their mortar and pestle.”
“KEHABWITBWKWIDBJEBWJ”
*Calls an ent*
”These guys never pick up…”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
…dude elliot just drew the most accurate representation of me i have ever seen and i wanna share it cause i love it but it prolly won’t work…
who's elliot?
Elliotewow. Fairly new to ddb but he’s one of my irl friends that i introduced. Check out the drawing on the last page.
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
One of the main reasons I chose the Baba Yaga statblock is because i often make references about how I ride in a mortar and pestle, and how I’m a fairy tale witch.
How does one ride in a mortar and pestle?
Ask the stars. They keep my secrets.
*nonchalantly dials up Betelgeuse*
“Uhh- ask the stone, they hold their memory. And Don’t tell them that you asked me, the witch is scary.” *proceeds to explode*
“Goddamit you’re never any use man. Go back to being Michael Keaton.”
*Angrily dials up somebody’s pet rock.*
“G-Grandmother! Grandmother! The trees surely know how they ride their mortar and pestle.”
“KEHABWITBWKWIDBJEBWJ”
*Calls an ent*
”These guys never pick up…”
“Hello there! Is this uhh… Wendy’s? Yes, I’d like a- Larry, i can’t just prank call everyone we meet! You want to know how the witch rides a mortar and pestle? Ask the geese, she has a flock of them all around her. It’s weird.”
…dude elliot just drew the most accurate representation of me i have ever seen and i wanna share it cause i love it but it prolly won’t work…
who's elliot?
Elliotewow. Fairly new to ddb but he’s one of my irl friends that i introduced. Check out the drawing on the last page.
it's a really good drawing
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
One of the main reasons I chose the Baba Yaga statblock is because i often make references about how I ride in a mortar and pestle, and how I’m a fairy tale witch.
How does one ride in a mortar and pestle?
Ask the stars. They keep my secrets.
*nonchalantly dials up Betelgeuse*
“Uhh- ask the stone, they hold their memory. And Don’t tell them that you asked me, the witch is scary.” *proceeds to explode*
“Goddamit you’re never any use man. Go back to being Michael Keaton.”
*Angrily dials up somebody’s pet rock.*
“G-Grandmother! Grandmother! The trees surely know how they ride their mortar and pestle.”
“KEHABWITBWKWIDBJEBWJ”
*Calls an ent*
”These guys never pick up…”
“Hello there! Is this uhh… Wendy’s? Yes, I’d like a- Larry, i can’t just prank call everyone we meet! You want to know how the witch rides a mortar and pestle? Ask the geese, she has a flock of them all around her. It’s weird.”
“Can’t you tell me?”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
One of the main reasons I chose the Baba Yaga statblock is because i often make references about how I ride in a mortar and pestle, and how I’m a fairy tale witch.
How does one ride in a mortar and pestle?
Ask the stars. They keep my secrets.
*nonchalantly dials up Betelgeuse*
“Uhh- ask the stone, they hold their memory. And Don’t tell them that you asked me, the witch is scary.” *proceeds to explode*
“Goddamit you’re never any use man. Go back to being Michael Keaton.”
*Angrily dials up somebody’s pet rock.*
“G-Grandmother! Grandmother! The trees surely know how they ride their mortar and pestle.”
“KEHABWITBWKWIDBJEBWJ”
*Calls an ent*
”These guys never pick up…”
“Hello there! Is this uhh… Wendy’s? Yes, I’d like a- Larry, i can’t just prank call everyone we meet! You want to know how the witch rides a mortar and pestle? Ask the geese, she has a flock of them all around her. It’s weird.”
“Can’t you tell me?”
“No. The witch doesn’t tell us and I think she just bought a new axe…”
One of the main reasons I chose the Baba Yaga statblock is because i often make references about how I ride in a mortar and pestle, and how I’m a fairy tale witch.
How does one ride in a mortar and pestle?
Ask the stars. They keep my secrets.
*nonchalantly dials up Betelgeuse*
“Uhh- ask the stone, they hold their memory. And Don’t tell them that you asked me, the witch is scary.” *proceeds to explode*
“Goddamit you’re never any use man. Go back to being Michael Keaton.”
*Angrily dials up somebody’s pet rock.*
“G-Grandmother! Grandmother! The trees surely know how they ride their mortar and pestle.”
“KEHABWITBWKWIDBJEBWJ”
*Calls an ent*
”These guys never pick up…”
“Hello there! Is this uhh… Wendy’s? Yes, I’d like a- Larry, i can’t just prank call everyone we meet! You want to know how the witch rides a mortar and pestle? Ask the geese, she has a flock of them all around her. It’s weird.”
“Can’t you tell me?”
“No. The witch doesn’t tell us and I think she just bought a new axe…”
“I’m gonna turn you into driftwood.”
*Calls gooses*
”I’m gonna cook you if you don’t tell me how to ride a mortar and pestle.”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
One of the main reasons I chose the Baba Yaga statblock is because i often make references about how I ride in a mortar and pestle, and how I’m a fairy tale witch.
How does one ride in a mortar and pestle?
Ask the stars. They keep my secrets.
*nonchalantly dials up Betelgeuse*
“Uhh- ask the stone, they hold their memory. And Don’t tell them that you asked me, the witch is scary.” *proceeds to explode*
“Goddamit you’re never any use man. Go back to being Michael Keaton.”
*Angrily dials up somebody’s pet rock.*
“G-Grandmother! Grandmother! The trees surely know how they ride their mortar and pestle.”
“KEHABWITBWKWIDBJEBWJ”
*Calls an ent*
”These guys never pick up…”
“Hello there! Is this uhh… Wendy’s? Yes, I’d like a- Larry, i can’t just prank call everyone we meet! You want to know how the witch rides a mortar and pestle? Ask the geese, she has a flock of them all around her. It’s weird.”
“Can’t you tell me?”
“No. The witch doesn’t tell us and I think she just bought a new axe…”
“I’m gonna turn you into driftwood.”
*Calls gooses*
”I’m gonna cook you if you don’t tell me how to ride a mortar and pestle.”
“Oh, nobody but the Witch and the hut itself knows. And neither of them will tell you unless you trade them some super cool magic item or something. So I guess the witch just lead you on a wild… goose chase…”
*Appears in front of the gooses, floating upside down like Casey.*
”What’s the hut’s number?”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
*Appears in front of the gooses, floating upside down like Casey.*
”What’s the hut’s number?”
“Number 666, surrounded by a fence made of human bones, suspended on giant chicken legs, smells strongly of soup and broken promises. Door is locked to everyone but the witch and her family members. Her family members include her adopted daughter Vasalissa, as well as her grandson, Mr. Asmodeus.”
*Appears in front of the gooses, floating upside down like Casey.*
”What’s the hut’s number?”
“Number 666, surrounded by a fence made of human bones, suspended on giant chicken legs, smells strongly of soup and broken promises. Door is locked to everyone but the witch and her family members. Her family members include her adopted daughter Vasalissa, as well as her grandson, Mr. Asmodeus.”
“Yep. Asmodeus. That’s me.”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
*Appears in front of the gooses, floating upside down like Casey.*
”What’s the hut’s number?”
“Number 666, surrounded by a fence made of human bones, suspended on giant chicken legs, smells strongly of soup and broken promises. Door is locked to everyone but the witch and her family members. Her family members include her adopted daughter Vasalissa, as well as her grandson, Mr. Asmodeus.”
“Yep. Asmodeus. That’s me.”
“Alrighty, you should find the hut in the middle of the dark woods. At this time of dusk, the witch is hunting for wicked little children to cook into a stew.”
*Appears in front of the gooses, floating upside down like Casey.*
”What’s the hut’s number?”
“Number 666, surrounded by a fence made of human bones, suspended on giant chicken legs, smells strongly of soup and broken promises. Door is locked to everyone but the witch and her family members. Her family members include her adopted daughter Vasalissa, as well as her grandson, Mr. Asmodeus.”
“Yep. Asmodeus. That’s me.”
“Alrighty, you should find the hut in the middle of the dark woods. At this time of dusk, the witch is hunting for wicked little children to cook into a stew.”
“Oh yeah, that makes sense. Good old grandma.”
*teleports to the hut.*
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
*Appears in front of the gooses, floating upside down like Casey.*
”What’s the hut’s number?”
“Number 666, surrounded by a fence made of human bones, suspended on giant chicken legs, smells strongly of soup and broken promises. Door is locked to everyone but the witch and her family members. Her family members include her adopted daughter Vasalissa, as well as her grandson, Mr. Asmodeus.”
“Yep. Asmodeus. That’s me.”
“Alrighty, you should find the hut in the middle of the dark woods. At this time of dusk, the witch is hunting for wicked little children to cook into a stew.”
“Oh yeah, that makes sense. Good old grandma.”
*teleports to the hut.*
The hut has one closed door and one window with the shutters closed. It’s constantly spinning as the chicken legged hut is stomping around and spinning, dancing. It’s surrounded by geese, including the one that called you. Next to a wooden brewing station set up outside is a broom that’s sweeping away the dirt on the ground.
*Appears in front of the gooses, floating upside down like Casey.*
”What’s the hut’s number?”
“Number 666, surrounded by a fence made of human bones, suspended on giant chicken legs, smells strongly of soup and broken promises. Door is locked to everyone but the witch and her family members. Her family members include her adopted daughter Vasalissa, as well as her grandson, Mr. Asmodeus.”
“Yep. Asmodeus. That’s me.”
“Alrighty, you should find the hut in the middle of the dark woods. At this time of dusk, the witch is hunting for wicked little children to cook into a stew.”
“Oh yeah, that makes sense. Good old grandma.”
*teleports to the hut.*
The hut has one closed door and one window with the shutters closed. It’s constantly spinning as the chicken legged hut is stomping around and spinning, dancing. It’s surrounded by geese, including the one that called you. Next to a wooden brewing station set up outside is a broom that’s sweeping away the dirt on the ground.
(what are we doing lol)
“jebwhxbwodbwnaoqbrbqi”
(Btw I fleshed out my traveling circus encounter)
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
*Appears in front of the gooses, floating upside down like Casey.*
”What’s the hut’s number?”
“Number 666, surrounded by a fence made of human bones, suspended on giant chicken legs, smells strongly of soup and broken promises. Door is locked to everyone but the witch and her family members. Her family members include her adopted daughter Vasalissa, as well as her grandson, Mr. Asmodeus.”
“Yep. Asmodeus. That’s me.”
“Alrighty, you should find the hut in the middle of the dark woods. At this time of dusk, the witch is hunting for wicked little children to cook into a stew.”
“Oh yeah, that makes sense. Good old grandma.”
*teleports to the hut.*
The hut has one closed door and one window with the shutters closed. It’s constantly spinning as the chicken legged hut is stomping around and spinning, dancing. It’s surrounded by geese, including the one that called you. Next to a wooden brewing station set up outside is a broom that’s sweeping away the dirt on the ground.
(what are we doing lol)
“jebwhxbwodbwnaoqbrbqi”
(Btw I fleshed out my traveling circus encounter)
*this just goes to show how weirdly prepared I am to run a Baba Yaga encounter*
The Witch flies back into the yard with her mortar and pestle, Landing next to you. She looks at you expectantly.
“If you want to know how I ride on a mortar and pestle, you need to give me something. Men and gods alike fear my power, my secrets are not simply something I tell.”
*Appears in front of the gooses, floating upside down like Casey.*
”What’s the hut’s number?”
“Number 666, surrounded by a fence made of human bones, suspended on giant chicken legs, smells strongly of soup and broken promises. Door is locked to everyone but the witch and her family members. Her family members include her adopted daughter Vasalissa, as well as her grandson, Mr. Asmodeus.”
“Yep. Asmodeus. That’s me.”
“Alrighty, you should find the hut in the middle of the dark woods. At this time of dusk, the witch is hunting for wicked little children to cook into a stew.”
“Oh yeah, that makes sense. Good old grandma.”
*teleports to the hut.*
The hut has one closed door and one window with the shutters closed. It’s constantly spinning as the chicken legged hut is stomping around and spinning, dancing. It’s surrounded by geese, including the one that called you. Next to a wooden brewing station set up outside is a broom that’s sweeping away the dirt on the ground.
(what are we doing lol)
“jebwhxbwodbwnaoqbrbqi”
(Btw I fleshed out my traveling circus encounter)
*this just goes to show how weirdly prepared I am to run a Baba Yaga encounter*
The Witch flies back into the yard with her mortar and pestle, Landing next to you. She looks at you expectantly.
“If you want to know how I ride on a mortar and pestle, you need to give me something. Men and gods alike fear my power, my secrets are not simply something I tell.”
*ooh shareG
*PM to share?*
”Uhhh. I can tell you how to make really good fried eggs.”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
*Appears in front of the gooses, floating upside down like Casey.*
”What’s the hut’s number?”
“Number 666, surrounded by a fence made of human bones, suspended on giant chicken legs, smells strongly of soup and broken promises. Door is locked to everyone but the witch and her family members. Her family members include her adopted daughter Vasalissa, as well as her grandson, Mr. Asmodeus.”
“Yep. Asmodeus. That’s me.”
“Alrighty, you should find the hut in the middle of the dark woods. At this time of dusk, the witch is hunting for wicked little children to cook into a stew.”
“Oh yeah, that makes sense. Good old grandma.”
*teleports to the hut.*
The hut has one closed door and one window with the shutters closed. It’s constantly spinning as the chicken legged hut is stomping around and spinning, dancing. It’s surrounded by geese, including the one that called you. Next to a wooden brewing station set up outside is a broom that’s sweeping away the dirt on the ground.
(what are we doing lol)
“jebwhxbwodbwnaoqbrbqi”
(Btw I fleshed out my traveling circus encounter)
*this just goes to show how weirdly prepared I am to run a Baba Yaga encounter*
The Witch flies back into the yard with her mortar and pestle, Landing next to you. She looks at you expectantly.
“If you want to know how I ride on a mortar and pestle, you need to give me something. Men and gods alike fear my power, my secrets are not simply something I tell.”
*ooh shareG
*PM to share?*
”Uhhh. I can tell you how to make really good fried eggs.”
“Oohohhoooh yes a worthy secret indeed!” She snaps her fingers and leads you up into the cabin and to the kitchen.
*Appears in front of the gooses, floating upside down like Casey.*
”What’s the hut’s number?”
“Number 666, surrounded by a fence made of human bones, suspended on giant chicken legs, smells strongly of soup and broken promises. Door is locked to everyone but the witch and her family members. Her family members include her adopted daughter Vasalissa, as well as her grandson, Mr. Asmodeus.”
“Yep. Asmodeus. That’s me.”
“Alrighty, you should find the hut in the middle of the dark woods. At this time of dusk, the witch is hunting for wicked little children to cook into a stew.”
“Oh yeah, that makes sense. Good old grandma.”
*teleports to the hut.*
The hut has one closed door and one window with the shutters closed. It’s constantly spinning as the chicken legged hut is stomping around and spinning, dancing. It’s surrounded by geese, including the one that called you. Next to a wooden brewing station set up outside is a broom that’s sweeping away the dirt on the ground.
(what are we doing lol)
“jebwhxbwodbwnaoqbrbqi”
(Btw I fleshed out my traveling circus encounter)
*this just goes to show how weirdly prepared I am to run a Baba Yaga encounter*
The Witch flies back into the yard with her mortar and pestle, Landing next to you. She looks at you expectantly.
“If you want to know how I ride on a mortar and pestle, you need to give me something. Men and gods alike fear my power, my secrets are not simply something I tell.”
*ooh shareG
*PM to share?*
”Uhhh. I can tell you how to make really good fried eggs.”
“Oohohhoooh yes a worthy secret indeed!” She snaps her fingers and leads you up into the cabin and to the kitchen.
”teach.”
*and yes*
“Okay, ya wanna use a small non-stick pan, but you’re still gonna use butter anyway. Let that heat up on high heat for a little, but not so high that the butter starts to spit. Then crack your egg into the pan and let it start to turn white, then you season it with pink Himalayan salt, pepper, chile powder, and cumin. Let the bottom get nice and crispy, but notice how the yolk still hadn’t really cooked. What ya wanna do now is add a splash of water directly onto the pan, then cover it for around 45 seconds, depending how you like your yolk. I like it runny. After that, you’re done.”
He does all of these steps and produces a crispy fried egg with a steamed yolk and a kick from the chile powder. You’d be surprised how often 14 year old north carolinians make fried eggs.
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
*Appears in front of the gooses, floating upside down like Casey.*
”What’s the hut’s number?”
“Number 666, surrounded by a fence made of human bones, suspended on giant chicken legs, smells strongly of soup and broken promises. Door is locked to everyone but the witch and her family members. Her family members include her adopted daughter Vasalissa, as well as her grandson, Mr. Asmodeus.”
“Yep. Asmodeus. That’s me.”
“Alrighty, you should find the hut in the middle of the dark woods. At this time of dusk, the witch is hunting for wicked little children to cook into a stew.”
“Oh yeah, that makes sense. Good old grandma.”
*teleports to the hut.*
The hut has one closed door and one window with the shutters closed. It’s constantly spinning as the chicken legged hut is stomping around and spinning, dancing. It’s surrounded by geese, including the one that called you. Next to a wooden brewing station set up outside is a broom that’s sweeping away the dirt on the ground.
(what are we doing lol)
“jebwhxbwodbwnaoqbrbqi”
(Btw I fleshed out my traveling circus encounter)
*this just goes to show how weirdly prepared I am to run a Baba Yaga encounter*
The Witch flies back into the yard with her mortar and pestle, Landing next to you. She looks at you expectantly.
“If you want to know how I ride on a mortar and pestle, you need to give me something. Men and gods alike fear my power, my secrets are not simply something I tell.”
*ooh shareG
*PM to share?*
”Uhhh. I can tell you how to make really good fried eggs.”
“Oohohhoooh yes a worthy secret indeed!” She snaps her fingers and leads you up into the cabin and to the kitchen.
”teach.”
*and yes*
“Okay, ya wanna use a small non-stick pan, but you’re still gonna use butter anyway. Let that heat up on high heat for a little, but not so high that the butter starts to spit. Then crack your egg into the pan and let it start to turn white, then you season it with pink Himalayan salt, pepper, chile powder, and cumin. Let the bottom get nice and crispy, but notice how the yolk still hadn’t really cooked. What ya wanna do now is add a splash of water directly onto the pan, then cover it for around 45 seconds, depending how you like your yolk. I like it runny. After that, you’re done.”
He does all of these steps and produces a crispy fried egg with a steamed yolk and a kick from the chile powder. You’d be surprised how often 14 year old north carolinians make fried eggs.
“Mmmmm… yes good. Thank you for this, I shall now tell you the secret of how I ride a mortar and pestle.” She leans in close and whispers something into your ear.
”I’m a witch, I’m magic.”
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“KEHABWITBWKWIDBJEBWJ”
*Calls an ent*
”These guys never pick up…”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
Elliotewow. Fairly new to ddb but he’s one of my irl friends that i introduced. Check out the drawing on the last page.
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
“Hello there! Is this uhh… Wendy’s? Yes, I’d like a- Larry, i can’t just prank call everyone we meet! You want to know how the witch rides a mortar and pestle? Ask the geese, she has a flock of them all around her. It’s weird.”
it's a really good drawing
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
“Can’t you tell me?”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
“No. The witch doesn’t tell us and I think she just bought a new axe…”
“I’m gonna turn you into driftwood.”
*Calls gooses*
”I’m gonna cook you if you don’t tell me how to ride a mortar and pestle.”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
“Oh, nobody but the Witch and the hut itself knows. And neither of them will tell you unless you trade them some super cool magic item or something. So I guess the witch just lead you on a wild… goose chase…”
“Okay, I’m gonna cook you up man.”
*Appears in front of the gooses, floating upside down like Casey.*
”What’s the hut’s number?”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
“Number 666, surrounded by a fence made of human bones, suspended on giant chicken legs, smells strongly of soup and broken promises. Door is locked to everyone but the witch and her family members. Her family members include her adopted daughter Vasalissa, as well as her grandson, Mr. Asmodeus.”
“Yep. Asmodeus. That’s me.”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
“Alrighty, you should find the hut in the middle of the dark woods. At this time of dusk, the witch is hunting for wicked little children to cook into a stew.”
“Oh yeah, that makes sense. Good old grandma.”
*teleports to the hut.*
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
The hut has one closed door and one window with the shutters closed. It’s constantly spinning as the chicken legged hut is stomping around and spinning, dancing. It’s surrounded by geese, including the one that called you. Next to a wooden brewing station set up outside is a broom that’s sweeping away the dirt on the ground.
(what are we doing lol)
“jebwhxbwodbwnaoqbrbqi”
(Btw I fleshed out my traveling circus encounter)
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
*this just goes to show how weirdly prepared I am to run a Baba Yaga encounter*
The Witch flies back into the yard with her mortar and pestle, Landing next to you. She looks at you expectantly.
“If you want to know how I ride on a mortar and pestle, you need to give me something. Men and gods alike fear my power, my secrets are not simply something I tell.”
*ooh shareG
*PM to share?*
”Uhhh. I can tell you how to make really good fried eggs.”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
“Oohohhoooh yes a worthy secret indeed!” She snaps her fingers and leads you up into the cabin and to the kitchen.
”teach.”
*and yes*
“Okay, ya wanna use a small non-stick pan, but you’re still gonna use butter anyway. Let that heat up on high heat for a little, but not so high that the butter starts to spit. Then crack your egg into the pan and let it start to turn white, then you season it with pink Himalayan salt, pepper, chile powder, and cumin. Let the bottom get nice and crispy, but notice how the yolk still hadn’t really cooked. What ya wanna do now is add a splash of water directly onto the pan, then cover it for around 45 seconds, depending how you like your yolk. I like it runny. After that, you’re done.”
He does all of these steps and produces a crispy fried egg with a steamed yolk and a kick from the chile powder. You’d be surprised how often 14 year old north carolinians make fried eggs.
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
“Mmmmm… yes good. Thank you for this, I shall now tell you the secret of how I ride a mortar and pestle.” She leans in close and whispers something into your ear.
”I’m a witch, I’m magic.”