03-17-2023, 11:41 AM
The woman was busy. Cleaning the home of a npc that asked. To her it was a command. It was work and she craved it. She craved a master once again. So, she worked.
Her wool was dusty when she finished and the sun was setting. She stepped outside and shook her pelt. Wind blowing the dirt and dust away from her and causing a dirty cloud. The Llama let her eyes wander to the npc who thanked her and then vanished inside.
Alone again, she would wander over to rest under a tree. Enjoying the breeze.
actions | "speech" | attacking
Her wool was dusty when she finished and the sun was setting. She stepped outside and shook her pelt. Wind blowing the dirt and dust away from her and causing a dirty cloud. The Llama let her eyes wander to the npc who thanked her and then vanished inside.
Alone again, she would wander over to rest under a tree. Enjoying the breeze.
actions | "speech" | attacking
[abbr=info]✿[/abbr] you were the shadow to my lights
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"To become a monster like me, is to admit you were too weak to remain a human."
"Eternity is wasted upon the likes of you. Try as you might, immortality slips away. And you remain with only your shame."
[/td][/tr][/table]"Eternity is wasted upon the likes of you. Try as you might, immortality slips away. And you remain with only your shame."