The Haunted Forest RPG

[PoesAccomplice]

Luna nods her acceptance then looks at her pitch black cloak "I like my cloak the way it is" she states as she plays with a hole in her sleeve

"Do you think I should keep it black, or change?" Xylo ponders.

 

[Athaid]

(I just have an odd sleep pattern )

 

[PoesAccomplice]

(I just have an odd sleep pattern

)

(You do!)

 

[Athaid]

(I go walk outside and feed the cats at 4-7am and then come back and sleep for 2-4 hours, then get up, do other stuff, then come on here... And so the cycle continues )

 

[PoesAccomplice]

(I go walk outside and feed the cats at 4-7am and then come back and sleep for 2-4 hours, then get up, do other stuff, then come on here... And so the cycle continues

)

(cool)

 

[Athaid]

(Not really )

 

[PoesAccomplice]

(Not really

)

(gotcha

)

 

[Bantambird]

Lilith took her gloves and heavy cloak after pulling on her tall boots. She carefully and methodically strung her ornately decorated bow, checking the string several times afterwards. Her quiver was loaded with arrows, some silver tipped , and some iron tipped mixed in. She was very particular about using the silver ones, getting more would be difficult, so she had started gathering some iron arrowheads. She obsessively sighted with every arrow, and checked each shaft for any defects. Once she was finally satisfied that they were perfect, she gave the bow one last twang and put it over her shoulder.
She stole out into the night, like a panther on the prowl, moving silently on leather soled boots.

 

[PoesAccomplice]

Lilith took her gloves and heavy cloak after pulling on her tall boots. She carefully and methodically strung her ornately decorated bow, checking the string several times afterwards. Her quiver was loaded with arrows, some silver tipped , and some iron tipped mixed in. She was very particular about using the silver ones, getting more would be difficult, so she had started gathering some iron arrowheads. She obsessively sighted with every arrow, and checked each shaft for any defects. Once she was finally satisfied that they were perfect, she gave the bow one last twang and put it over her shoulder.
She stole out into the night, like a panther on the prowl, moving silently on leather soled boots.

Eris decided to take a night stroll. (Lilith can meet her)

 

[Athaid]

Elle slumped down and tapped her fingers impatiently on the table. She sighed and closed eyes for a moment. Suddenly she got the awful feeling that she was being watched. She sprang up and looked over at the clock. The big hand was on the eleven and the large one had just moved past the twelve. The room was suddenly dim. "I must have dozed off.." She whispered. Though she was certain she had not.