whimsical nonsense

there is still time. there is still time. until your bones are in the fucking ground there is still time.

Your goal should be to get weirder with age and im not kidding. Become that odd estranged extended family member that owns a whacky home wherein a powerful magical item is kept that is the catalyst for the story of a children's adventure novel protagonist

women keep coming up to me giggling and blushing and running their finger along the edge of my mighty greatsword like STOP theres literally evil afoot

Just tried to play an ancient flute and it started filling the room with this awful miasma that wont go away

Yup returning to necromancy, I’m so back. And you’re so back, and you’re so back, and you’re so back, and you’re

your honor how could the witness even know that, i was hidden under a swirling miasma. i mean the suspect was hidden under a swirling miasma

your honor, genuine question: can the trial proceed if a thick veil of mist falls over the courtroom

its a shame that dark lord or shadow wizard or such isnt a real career path

ummmm ok *disappears into my portal*

The plague doctor covering me in leeches

i do genuinely need to go on some sort of quest this year or i’m going to become evil for real