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Lysander Salamander

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The Seventh Score: Part 1 || Part 2

The Seventh Score: Part 1 || Part 2

Rival thieves compete to steal scores before the other can get to it- but the real score is the love they find along the way!

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Concept: cursed blade rehabilitation center. Destroying a sentient weapon is expensive and highly unethical, so adventurers bring them to the center where highly trained staff can care for them and eventually find them forever homes. It turns out most cursed weapons are products of trauma and are not strictly evil themselves. Some blades turn out to be fiercely protective companions. Others don't even want to be weapons at all, finding joy in simple work like blacksmithing or farming. Most blades just need to be loved.

A pack of bandits descend upon a seemingly undefended town. But the blacksmith's hammer, the farmer's scythe, the woodsman's axe, they have not forgotten what they once were, and they *will* defend the town that they have come to love.

This sweet girl has been with us for seven seasons. She was forged in the heart of a volcano and would be ideal for anyone with a preexisting fire affinity (she's a cuddler and is guaranteed to keep you warm in winter). She still loves burning, but it turns out you can only reduce the world to ash once. She would be perfectly suited for forest management that regularly requires controlled burns.

This weary old soul has grown tired of bloodshed and would much rather spend his days as an ominous decoration in a tavern or common room, a perfect fit for an adventurer looking to leave their dungeon crawling days behind. He likes peoplewatching with his single glowing eye, preferably from high, prominent locations with views of entrances and exits.

Dark king Grütmore’s edge of annihilation consumed 10,000 souls in the first era, and as it turns out, statistically a lot of those souls heard stories that never got written down. It works in a library now.

The throngler, however, is just irrevocably fucked up. We put it in a stone in a forest and hoped nobody ever finds it

If you can't take the clowns, get out of the circus

But what if I wanna take the clowns out of the circus?

You can take a clown out of the circus. But you can't take the circus out of the clown.

give a man a circus and he'll clown for a day, but teach a man to clown and he'll circus for a lifetime

A clown in the hand is better than two in the circus

uhh, you can lead a horse to circus but you can't make him clown?

Does a Clown shit in the Circus?

Only if you put all your clowns in one circus

When in the circus, do as the clowns do.

We’ve opened a whole can of clowns with this one.

Not my clowns, not my circus.

circus and clown waits for no man...

Clowns of an alley troupe together

a circus divided against itself cannot clown

Curiosity killed the clown. The circus brought it back.

Don't look a gift clown in the mouth.

To bring it back to the beginning:

If you can't take the heat, get out of the clown.

"You might be wondering why anyone would build such a thing. Well, back in the day when I lived at Survival Research Labs-"

Time to buckle the fuck up.

Anonymous asked:

Could i please get a small mammal cursed bio fact if u have one

the grasshopper mouse of the southwestern United States looks like a standard house mouse but is almost entirely carnivorous and is known to kill and consume everything from less homicidal mice to goddamn rattlesnakes, which they kill by jumping onto the snake’s back and gnawing through its spine

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behold…. a Bastard

How could U fail to mention that this fool marks territory by howling? Yunno. Like a wolf

Oh. Oh I am in love with this bastard wolf mouse.

Hat tip @lookadreygon this is actually my third child (Mouse’s) daemon I think 🤔

on Planet Where Everyone Can Teleport the first person on the moon went there by accident and promptly died. The next dozen or so people also went by accident, and also died. Number 14 figured out that people who go to the moon die and very cleverly brought a sword and six weeks of travel rations. This did not help.

No one on Planet Where Everyone Can Teleport ever figured out why people die in space because they don’t need airplanes and never found it particularly interesting to climb tall mountains. Astronomers use telescopes to take pictures of the ever-growing pile of corpses on the moon.

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btc-official

“why don’t they teleport back” because they’re not on the planet where everyone can teleport anymore. try to keep up dumbass

The moral is also that convenience can come at a great cost and cause your curiosity and problem solving/other skills to atrophy.

ok u kind of ate with that

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