#hemlock awaits

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⟨⟨♡ Look Hemlock has a new reference sheet. I did the same for another Minecraft Rp blog. Not much has changed but I'm just glad to have it done ^w^

Hopefully I can start being more active here because I miss doing things with this boyo. ♡⟩⟩

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Hey Hemlock where does the compass point to?

Do you know your spawn-/birth place?

"I have not ascertained as to where this compass points to. I do intend to follow where this compass leads to find out, but I would like to make a base and familiarize with the area and maybe cause some chaos."

《♡ Hi, Mod Vixen here, I know it's been a long while since I last posted. Just been busy but I am finally able to start posting again. And we finally get to hear from Hemlock again so yippie ♡》

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Mod Vixen: This is my attempt at drawing Hemlock's Phantom form. I was having trouble trying to figure out how I wanted his Phantom form to look.

This is a sketch of my first attempt I liked it at the start but wasn't liking where it was going. I might try to finish this one to see which is better.

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Mod Vixen: Obviously I had to. Cause right now in Hemlock's story him and Sol are rivals or enemies. I thought it'd be funny to draw them wearing a "Get along shirt"

I do hope for more interactions between Sol and Hemlock in the future. Cause I love these two.

Also sol belongs to @sollyraptor and also gonna tag @dozen-arrows-in-my-chest

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From nowhere, a strange white vex appears. He lobs a potion at Hemlock before they can react!

Hey...that's not a potion! That's just blended up egg yolks in a bottle!

Hemlock was minding his business, talking to himself, trying to figure out where to go from here. Not noticing that something was launched at him.

Upon the potion bottle breaking, he starts to search for who had done that. But no one was nearby.

As the egg dripped down his hair, he grew angry.

"I swear I will kill whoever did this. I won't rest until I find you!"

"Ugh, now I've got to deal with this."

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It's not unusual for Sol to wander long distances with no clear purpose or destination in mind. Merely enjoing the smell of fresh air, keeping steady pace, his hood resting on his head still as the sun slowly dipped out of sight.

Until he abruptly halted- He felt it, like a shiver down his spine, before he saw them just block away from him. He didn't recognise Hemlock, but the vibe is clear enough he might've ran into another brine.

Sol hopes he can keep on moving without being detected but if he can feel the vibe from the other brine they could probably do the same.

So, he just stood and waited. He waited if he was noticed. How the other would react. His eyes faint flickering contrasting against the darkening sky of dusk in a moment of silence as he kept his gaze on the winged stranger.

Hemlock hadn't really traveled far from the crater he'd created when he'd fallen from the sky. In fact he had no clue as to where he was going or where he'd set up home. However for the time being he was still wondering how and why he'd fallen. Usually he was rather great at flying he thought. He happened to be pacing back and forth for sometime. Yet however he felt a strange sensation down the length of back. The sensations was something he hadn't felt before. He hadn't ever met any other brines before, so this sensation lingered. Soon he scanned his surroundings looking for what or who was causing him to feel this strange feeling. Then his eyes landed on Sol, he wasn't sure whether he should laugh or introduce himself. The brine that stood in front of him looked utterly ridiculous with the jacket that he was wearing. How were people suppose to fear him. It took him a moment to straighten himself up. He stared at the man before him as he opened his mouth to speak. "Hello there."

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Dear mod, Give us a major spoiler! Give us a spoiler of the narrative! (a hint at a characters past, some secret or a cryptic note telling what's yet to come, pls pls pls, anything you are willing to tell, yes yes!)

Mod Vixen: To be completely honest, I don't have a linear story planned out for Hemlock. There is nothing concrete. Obviously I am still trying to figure Hemlock out as a character.

So there really ain't any big spoilers to share.

...but...between you and me...Hemlock will be learning a lot about himself in the future (And maybe learn about feelings/emotions because he doesn't understand basic emotions/feelings)

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Poisonous omens... that would imply if I bit or ate an omen I would maybe die. How do you eat an omen? wouldn't it fit more if it was venomous omens? Because Omen usually inflict themself on the peoples, I don't have to do anything. Maybe just toxic omens to generalise? How does an omen even turn poisionous? poison and venom are both toxins but differ in deliverance. I assume it is the title of the blog because it sounds fancy, but it confuses my brain /gen /j

Mod Vixen here, to answer your question honestly. When I made this blog for Hemlock I looked up words that rhymed with Omen.

Poison happened to be one of those words. So I went with that. So that's how the blog name came to be.