Tevruden: “You need a healer.”
Varaelian: “Your face needs a healer!”
Tevruden: “You need a healer.”Varaelian: “Your face needs a healer!”
“That’s a really big moon.”“I’ve seen bigger.”
“That’s a really big moon.”
“I’ve seen bigger.”
If Tev could change one thing about each of his friends, what would it be?
Feiyn: He wishes she’d stop drinking that horrible unidentified liquid (he is pretty sure it’s rocket fuel.)
Varaelian: How is it that a healer gets injured so often, seriously? He just needs to like, not get injured.
Daulion: They need to spend more time killing things together, obviously.
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crunch, water, red, sole, glass
“So what you’re saying is, instead of thinking this plan completely out, you rushed into it and hoped it would work?” Tevruden dug the heel of his boot into the grass, trying to get off whatever chunks of his kill he could from the metalwork, “That is rather bold, wouldn’t you say?”
“Bold?” Varaelian turned his eye up, following the form of the man behind him up to his face, “No one said we had to go with it! YOU give me far too much credit. I just make half of this shit up as I go along.” The paladin couldn’t help but grin, splashing his dirtied face with fresh water, “It worked out didn’t it?”
Tevruden, however, seemed rather unamused. Then again, Varaelian figured he always looked like that— a rather familiar scowl and discontent frown, “If you call this working out. You hurt yourself. I cannot take you anywhere, Nilhandril.”
“Well, that’s not true. You take me everywhere!” He leaned back, resting against the soft grassy hill, smiling, “Just don’t tell Tyllanthus… last thing I need is to be yelled at.”
“The next time, I suggest not startling the natives.”
Aspect of Fruitcake: He should. I’m sure somewhere back in that nest of hair he has a small animal hiding there
Andrea C: lmfao
Aspect of Fruitcake: Maybe that’s where Cas sleeps. In Van’s hair
Aspect of Fruitcake: It’s enough space for a tiny burd friend
In which Tev uses an impromptu weapon.
Varaelian-MoonGuard rolls his eye, nodding, “Yes. I recently learned to stitch the undead. Tevruden makes an excellent guinea pig.”
[Ganymaede]: Well that might be useful. You can just use his arm as a club then reattach it after you’re done.
Tevruden raises an eyebrow “You say that like I haven’t done it before.”
Feiyn groans. “Tev done it before.”
[Varaelian-MoonGuard]: You did it before I noticed and nearly ripped it off and hit you with your own arm.
[Varaelian-MoonGuard]: You have horrible habits.
Tevruden: dante is Lord DK Boner Runes right
Aspect of Fruitcake: Yes
Tevruden: ok
DANTE WON US A MATCH
DANTE WON US A MATCH
Hey look it’s these two dorks again
Hey look it’s these two dorks again
I killed him so quick he didnt even do the death animation.
I killed him so quick he didnt even do the death animation.