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dreamt i was at somebodys birthday at a library where all the books were the final ones people read before dying and it was super uncomfortable. why would one construct such a facility. whose birthday was i at
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dreamt i was at somebodys birthday at a library where all the books were the final ones people read before dying and it was super uncomfortable. why would one construct such a facility. whose birthday was i at
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7 years ago
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big fan of your dread tag ao much good posts in there 😁 side note don't read it instead of going to sleep ok love you
oh come on surely one persusal wont hurt my white ass now will it..
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uhm hi it's dread, I'm back I know I kinda just disappeared off the face of the earth but would you wanna be moots again?
Congrats on your syscovery btw :p
Yeah, sure! Welcome back! And thanks (: we've certainly had a run of it lol
my dnd session rapidly went south and we all started looking for new character sheets. this is a preview of a slightly larger project I’m working on concerning my aasimar bard, dread.
"Close the doors!"
As if that would do anything to keep out the creature, one that slipped in and out of the veil, shedding its appearance and donning another as easily as others blinked. Beyond the wall, something moved, resulting in a the whole place absolutely quaking. Shuddering. Dread looked to the ceiling, expecting the roof to come down at any moment. A door to Dread's back closed with a click, and almost in echo, the whole dungeon groaned. Rocks crumbled to the ground in another room, and Dread tried to swallow a lump from their throat. "They're caving us in."
Calypso's too bubbly laugh reached them. "Ahahaha fuck. Okay. I can teleport us out." The half-drow was already digging through her bag of holding, moving down to the back of the hall. Past the piles of caltrops, coming to rest alongside the bodies of goblins left behind just minutes before. If only it had just been goblins in the stinking hell hole.
Everything changed so quickly.
"How long will that take?"
The half-drow looked up, bright expression faltering momentarily, lips pressed into a grim line. Too long. Dread wasn't sure who asked the question, currently struggling in their own head, trying to settle their breathing. Eventually Calypso drew chalk from her bag and set to scrawling across the ground.
"One minute. We'll drop into the temple of Mystra, no fucking sweat, okay?"
No sweat. Gods did Dread wish for her optimism.
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