Sophos Draco [Body hopped]

//insane

“Ack-“ they coughed, some blood spluttering out from their lips, speckling onto Zenos before, then almost instantly, becoming rotten in contact with fresh air, no longer regulated by Sophos’ magicks.

“All this- over a mere sentence. Pathetic. You should have been in the sea.”

You big baby. Here, drink it anyways.
[they toss her an antidote]

Evil….

There was a sharp glare at Zenos, regulating their breathing to avoid any further nauseating pain from the area.

“Speak he says! Humorous as he contracts his arms around this body with the grip of a snake. Perhaps you are one seeing as you have a habit to slip away like one.”

//NOOO I FORGOT TO DO THE EVENT ON MAIN SOBS

“You were a bloody corpse, it was-?! ACK-“

Interrupted by the lovely sound of a rib snapping.
If they weren’t interrupted by Zenos crushing them, they would have pointed out that Zenos’ soul having not returned to the sea, was not part of the equation.

*looks at the camera, looks back.*
Have you tried an antidote then?

“You are the same, no better.”
Trying to break free again.

There was almost a twitch to their brow as Siimora commented that.

“Pardon you? I speak plenty!” Their ears tinted a light dust of red as they replied, huffing and looking away from siimora.

How dare she imply that they are actually such a hermit incapable of speaking to people because they are.

Uh… have you tried Esuna.

And what’s your deal?

I miss my not wife.

Ew. [drops it on Dian’s face]

I wonder what my Lady Siimora of the Forum is up to… ever so busy. perhaps the busiest i’ve had to deal with.

… [takes the mango]

I fear ishgard may grow on me. The leader seems more chill. And is funny.

A knight lives to serve until unemployment

//you say this but now I can’t stop cackling at how much my WoL looks like they’d be home in nerdtown but is not dressed for nerdtown

In another universe this is me going after a decent meal. Ignore the short cunt, I mean the chocobo.

In another universe this is me going after a decent meal. Ignore the short cunt, I mean the chocobo.

Evilmald

// lyse

Lucia, she’s reasonable.

Oh scary my name has been spoken oh woe.

But believe me! What would I have to gain?

[pleading little eyes]

Hm? Me? No never. Not my area of lies. They are quite mundane after all.
[offended gestures]

“Never. NUH uh. Too crowded, too loud, and too many distracting lights.”

Grumpy mage had already had their fill of this little lady’s event, got their goods and ran.

[holding back from cackling at her reaction.]

Oh yes- mentor

Consider: you keep bringing him good wood.

It’s the little things. Men love it... speaking from experience.

Like flowers. But make it a bundle of thick sticks. ☝️🥸

//Beatin of the carpenters guild