Name: Sessia
Age: 69
Gender: Female
Original Species: Sentient Chair/Seat
Any changes?: Shapeshifts
Origin: Their Dirt
Fashion sense:
Varies. Appearance will change depending on the perceived status/rank, species, and fashion sense of the individual who wishes to sit upon her, ranging from a...
...honestly couldn't care less. It was never much of a problem, at it naturally attracted eyes to her. Still, hesitation had suddenly gripped her from* behind as she reached for the door. 'Gah, I just wanna make hot dogs...' She complained in her head. Making hot dogs with mayonnaise was the...
While Chase looked up what hotdogs were without arousing any suspicion whatsoever (other than a curious look and a raised brow), Caroline fiddled with the various tools in the kitchen, namely, knives, knives, more knives, and anything even remotely cylindrical. One could almost say she was...
Though she was slightly taken aback by Yseri's need for privacy, as herself did not understand why they'd need to talk about venus flytraps and inserting vines into them, she followed the faun without complaint. At this point, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the vorux trusted her new...
Just as Caroline was about to return Chase's greeting, her fellow hunter was suddenly an unfortunate victim of a whitemixtureshot accident. She failed to stifle a giggle at the scene which played out before her. This was exactly what she needed. Sure, it happened to her a lot too (especially...
Are zombies considers alive? Also, who booped Hod'd nose away? Anywho, as I said, haven't been getting any notifications from here. I'll try to read through everything and post tomorrow.
Visuria's vines were raised aggressively at the sight of the approaching druid, before she realised they were not one of the 'masked baddies' (a name she came up with on the fly... trap). It hard work, strangling and chomping on masked baddies, so it was good news indeed to hear that Yseri would...
Pride swelled up inside of Caroline as her throw hit it's mark, for once. Her aim was, as she herself once said, spot on (if, of course, the targets were random objects around the supernatural). At the sight of the grenade, however, her attention instantly shifted to covering up her ears in...
Not sure whether to take that as an insult or a compliment. Either way, blame it on the general lack of notifications. I simply came as soon as I was mentioned here.
Perhaps the festival celebrates the founding of Dalania? Or the rise of the Davions to power? Could also be something like the Olympics, in that it only happens once every few years or so.
Y'all be talking about crossbows and longbows when, in reality, the pommel is the deadliest weapon of all. Only with the pommel may you end your opponents rightly.
Aurelia was just about to be on her way back to The Den when she saw what appeared to be a little elf child begging for some cookies. The look the little girl made practically melted her heart, and she happily offered the contents of her basket to her. Due to a variety of support spells, the...