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โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ
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Joined April 2016
โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ .โ .โ . ๐๐๐๐ก๐ก๐ฆ ๐๐๐ก๐ก๐๐ ๐๐๐ผ๐๐๐ ๊ท๊ฆ๊ท .แ โ โ โ โ โ
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โ โ เญญ ห โบโ ( โฐ )โ ๏ฝก๏พโ โโ ๐๐ฐอ๐ปอ๐ปอ๐จ๐๐ข๐ขอ๐จอ๐อ๐ฆอ ใโโ โน
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lowering itself to kneel amongst the various alchemy tools. she's quick to begin her work, no hesitations whatsoever as she handles the venom. "lay down there," they say, nodding towards to bedroll close by.
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once inside its tent, baphomet gestures for shadowheart to step inside to join them. the violet glow of her hellfire eyes burns brighter in the low light, its tent softly illuminated by fluorescent specimens she's harvested in the underdark. โ โ โ "come here," she insists, ~
โ shadowheart watches the tieflingโs twitching tail as she saunters away, following only after a moment. she canโt seem too eager. โ iโll be rather impressed if youโve managed to set up an alchemy laboratory in that little tent. โ she pauses at baphometโs tent, ++
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โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ *โ โ โ ห เผ.ยฐ โพโ.ห .ยฐหโ๏ฝกหโ โ โ ๐ผโ โ โ ๐๐๐๐๐๐โ โ โ heavenโ โ โ withโ โ โ *โ ใปใปใปใปใปโ โ another โ โ โ แดอแดอแดอแดอสอสอโ โ โ now. โ โ โ โ โ โ
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โ picking fresh meat out from between her sharp teeth with a bone shard. โ
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อออใใโโโโโ ๐ถ๐จ๐ณ๐ง ๐ค๐ธ๐ค๐ฒ ๐ณ๐ง๐ ๐ณ ๐ง๐ ๐ต๐ค ๐ช๐ญ๐ฎ๐ถ ๐ อ๐กอ๐ธอ๐ฒอ๐ฒอ๐คอ๐ฒ๏ผ๐ฑอ๐ดอ๐จอ๐ญอ๐ฒ, ๐ ๐ญ๐ฃ ๐ณ๐ง๐ค ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ณ๏ผ๐ดอ๐ญอ๐ณอ๐ฎอ๐ซอ๐ฃ ๐ถ๐ ๐ธ๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐ฅ ๐๐ อ๐ณอ๐คอ๐ฑ. อออ
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โ โโโโโ โโ โโ โฝ ยน โพ โโ โโ๐อ๐บ๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ช๐ด .
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โ โโโโโ โโ โโ โฝ ยน โพ โโ โโ๐อ๐บ๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ช๐ด .
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โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ *โ โ โ .หโนโพโ.ห เฃชโนห.๏ฝกหโ โ โ โคผโ โ โ ๐ถ๐โ โ โ redemptionโ โ โ &&.โ โ โ eternal โ โ แด๊ฑแดแดษด๊ฑษชแดษด*โ ๐โ ๐โ โ หโ ๐ฌโ หโ โ ๐โ ๐โ โ โ โ โ settingโ โ โ meโ โ โ ๐อ๐อ๐อ๐อ โ โ โ ... โ โ โ โ โ โ
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https://t.co/2XTX4jNxUV โ baph and who? ๐ฉธ
To be darkly worshipped, painfully bitten and sweetly ripped apart by you.
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smugness saturates her expression. so ๐ต๐ฐ๐ถ๐ค๐ฉ๐บ. "my tent. i doubt you'd find anywhere nearby as well equipped for such things," her tone implies that shadowheart should already know this. baphomet pockets the venom and saunters off towards their tent. ...tail wagging.
โ โ โ an eye roll. โ just get on with it, โ she says, annoyed with its insistence on poking into her mind. โ are we headed to your tent ? or is there another setting youโd like to use for your experiments ? โ she pointedly ignores the โ freak โ comment. โ โ โ
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her so willing? it's not often baphomet finds intrigue in people themselves. "ever the martyr. or perhaps you're a freak like myself. either way, you've just become far more fascinating."
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a flagrantly wicked grin pulls at its mouth. "perhaps you'll squirm less than my unconsenting test subjects. pre-paralysis, of course," it clarifies, stepping closer to the cleric. as it studies her, curiosity for a peek behind the veil stirs in their mind. what makes ~
โ โ โ she weighs her options, silently. the thought is alluring, and she of all people in the camp would be capable of undoing whatever goes wrong . . . if anything goes wrong at all. she looks baphomet up and down for a moment, discreetly. she seems capable enough &&
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visions of making carnage of whatever creature crosses its path swim in its mind; the ripping of muscle and sinew alike from glistening bones, the hot blood gushing around the violence of her sharp teeth. she's drooling.
โ โ โ โ it's lurking in the shadows, on the prowl for a something warm to sink their teeth into. โ โ
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โ โ โ โ it's lurking in the shadows, on the prowl for a something warm to sink their teeth into. โ โ
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planning on something more fatal, but a paralytic could certainly prove to be more useful," it ponders aloud, eyes slowly drifting back to shadowheart. "i don't suppose you're a willing test subject?"
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color the tiefling impressed, its pointed ears perking at the mention of alchemizing a paralytic. oh, what ๐ง๐ถ๐ฏ that could be. she bites her lip as excitement grips her, bringing the vial closer to its face to marvel at the white venom inside. โ โ โ โ "inspiring. i was ~
โ โ โ โ thatโs an asp, โ she replies flatly, watching the snake crawl back into the brush, imaginably humiliated but no worse for wear. โ i know a few things about venom, โ she continues, eyeing the bottle in its hand. โ what do you intend to do with that ? +
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https://t.co/2XTX4jNxUV expect my presence tonight after work. ๐โโ๏ธ I WANNA WRITE.
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even the least bit curious?" a daring arch of brow.
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cue a lazy roll of violet eyes, the amused smirk lingering on her painted lips. "don't worry, princess, i've got this handled," it replies, calmly releasing the snake to slither off from whence it came. she pushes a cork into the vial to seal it. "honestly, you're not ~
โ โ โ eye roll. โ letโs leave the medicine to the cleric, hm ? โ she glances at the snake and at baphometโs fingers against its jaws. โ i trust you know how to let that poor beast go without harming either of yourselves. โ her told is scolding, though concern ++
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