He sat at a table resting.
Medea snuck his way over to Mathius.. he would bother him.. buthm a certain someone really cant hide their Malice-
"Ok I get it-" he said scramming before Wish broke any rules-
"Ok I get it-" he said scramming before Wish broke any rules-
* max would walk to Mathius and sit down across him * max: hay man um i know you don’t dig pot but you look like hammers shit man * he would then pull out a gummy and some rubbing ointment * max: take those it’ll help your muscles especially the cream when you put it on any spot on your body that’s sore it’ll relax it
Medea the Necromancer wrote:
"Oh and Necromancy is mostly forbidden but we can ignore that-"
"No, we cannot."
Cassidy crawled out from underneath his fort, yawned and looked around, rubbing his eyes.
Medea seems a little sad the Lieutenant isnt onboard with causal use of forbidden magic.. "Well what about ordinary spell casting, thats alright yeah?-"
"If your powers are indeed of warp-borne origin, you will refrain from using them here for the safety of everyone. The fact that no fighting is allowed in this bar is the only thing stopping me from putting a bolt round through your skull."
Cassidy seemed annoyed with Medea and Tolmeron arguing..
"Why is there a child in the bar?" She walks over to Cassidy. "Are you ok?"
Cassidy noticed Ashely and backed away a few steps, alarmed by being approached.
He didn't trust people easily.
He didn't trust people easily.
Medea shrugs "This bar is weird, thats probably why" he shrugs "Look armor guy, I have no will to harm anybody, Im a simple necromancer, who stays away from civilization.. if I was actually evil it'd be obvious-"
She stops moving, a worried look on her face. A child usually shouldn't be in a bar, especially not alone.
(I don;t get the joke)
(I don;t get the joke)
Cassidy stared for a moment, realizing Ashely has stopped moving.
He contemplated whether to run off or not.
He contemplated whether to run off or not.
Medea the Necromancer wrote:
Medea shrugs "This bar is weird, thats probably why" he shrugs "Look armor guy, I have no will to harm anybody, Im a simple necromancer, who stays away from civilization.. if I was actually evil it'd be obvious-"
"By choosing to be a necromancer, you are already a servant of the Dark Gods. Should we meet outside of this bar, I will grant you the end that you deserve."
"Neither of you are doing anything." The Goddess appears etween the 2 of them.
"Dead by big handsome man, it aint that bad when you think about it-" he shrugged almost considering it for a moment "Id battle you, but I want to enjoy watching humanity change for a while longer-"
Cassidy wrote:
Cassidy stared for a moment, realizing Ashely has stopped moving.
He contemplated whether to run off or not.
He contemplated whether to run off or not.
She sits down, pulling out something to tinker with.
Tolmeron grumbles. "Consider yourself living on borrowed time, necromancer." The Astartes storms out of the bar, an aura of barely-restrained anger radiating from him.
(( I assume that post was meant to be as Ashely? 
))
Cassidy looked at the something, curious of it, but not enough to ask about it.
Instead, he just kind of stood there, his hands drawn to his chest.
))Cassidy looked at the something, curious of it, but not enough to ask about it.
Instead, he just kind of stood there, his hands drawn to his chest.
"Threaten a patron again, and You'll be livig on borrowed time."
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