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by Jason Blake
June 27th, 2021, 3:40 pm
Forum: Verdant Row - Respite of the Soul
Topic: The Word of Lost Souls
Replies: 10
Views: 14286

Re: The Word of Lost Souls

Continuing his eating he thinks about the dagger in his boot and the sword in the mud. "I have a weapon. I guess I will have to go back and get it. Threw it in the mud when I woke up." Finishing the soup, he stands up as he watches Niedra pulls the sword out. It seemed like a good fit for ...
by Jason Blake
April 27th, 2021, 2:36 pm
Forum: Verdant Row - Respite of the Soul
Topic: The Word of Lost Souls
Replies: 10
Views: 14286

Re: The Word of Lost Souls

"How does one get out of this place and back to normal?" He sits there contemplating whether or not he even knew what normal was. Jason looked at the two woman and decided that the strange one was more entertaining than the rude one. "It was a mud bath of convivence not choice, but I ...
by Jason Blake
April 17th, 2021, 12:40 am
Forum: Verdant Row - Respite of the Soul
Topic: The Word of Lost Souls
Replies: 10
Views: 14286

Re: The Word of Lost Souls

Jason sits down near Nedria, but not right next to her. "I would not turn down free food, but I must ask why are you helping me. People are not kind for no reason." His face portrays a scowl at the woman as he waits for the meal. "If you must know, I woke up in the mud by the river. O...
by Jason Blake
April 12th, 2021, 9:30 pm
Forum: Verdant Row - Respite of the Soul
Topic: The Word of Lost Souls
Replies: 10
Views: 14286

Re: The Word of Lost Souls

"Jason Blake." He looks over the girl, studying her demeanor, clothing and the mushrooms. "A place for the lost to be found? I suppose I am the right place because I am lost. I do not know how I got here or where I came from." Seeing her sword, Jason already regrets tossing his ...
by Jason Blake
April 8th, 2021, 9:23 pm
Forum: Verdant Row - Respite of the Soul
Topic: The Word of Lost Souls
Replies: 10
Views: 14286

The Word of Lost Souls

Jason wakes up, face in the dirt by the river, the water washing over his boots. His head pounding as he struggles to his feet, the sword on his belt getting in his way. Jason slips on the mud, landing back in the dirt. With a grunt and some aggravation. Once, standing he draws his sword, throwing i...