“Question, are you able to harm or even touch beings like myself. Just a quick hypothetical nothing more.”
“I’ve never tried, but as far as I’m aware I can harm anything with a soul.”

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“Question, are you able to harm or even touch beings like myself. Just a quick hypothetical nothing more.”
“I’ve never tried, but as far as I’m aware I can harm anything with a soul.”
“Do you hate us, priest?”
“I despise everything from the Shadow Isles. I seek to purify it, and if I must, by myself.”
“Thresh? You wouldn’t happen to be held up at the moment now would you?”
“I am always held up, but that doesn’t mean I can’t drop what I am doing for you.” The Warden attaching the blade to his hip to be now attentive to the shade before him. “Do you have matters you need attending to with me perhaps…? Consider me available, love.” His digits crawled and perched against his shadowy shoulders giving them a few tentative strokes.
“I’m honestly quite eager to hear your response.”
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The young woman was sitting by a river, eating what seemed to be a slice of cake. Laying next to her seemed to be a hound of sorts, which she offered some of her cake to. When’s its mouth opened, the creature had very sharp fangs and it seemed like it’s mouth was literally on fire.
The hound was very protective of the short woman, more so than normal since the incident. It soon stood up and growled, as if it sensed the presence of another person or being in the idea. Sam looked to the hound, looking rather curious for a moment, but soon worried.
“I-Is someone there?” She spoke very nervously.
dragonfruit: do you drink alcohol?
[Send me a fruit]
//Yep. I’m a fan of (super-)sweet liqueurs, and I like to celebrate with a nice glass of something-or-other or wind down with a little alcohol after an especially stressful day.
PSA: don’t drink before your country’s legal drinking age, please have water while drinking, have something to eat before drinking, and don’t have more than the recommended alcohol intake. DRINK RESPONSIBLY FRIENDS. ALSO NO DRINK DRIVING.
*hovers over hospital bed* "OoooOO Im DEATH!" //sorry...had to...
She simply frowned and threw a pencil.
“There’s so much I don’t know about you...” -Threshie-
“There’s not much to me honestly. What you see is what you get.” she shrugged