1rst Psalm || D'eon [You're Mother was a Hampster and Your Father Smelt of Elderberries]
[D’eon groggily sat up, an odd beeping noise ringing incessantly in his ears and a strange hunger in his gut. He brings a hand to his head and looks about the room. Odd, he didn’t recall sleeping in an inn this eve. And where were his comrades? Perhaps Lia had taken over once more during a fight? D’eon looked down, he didn’t appear to be injured in any way. Perhaps Lia went easy on his body this time. Well there was no use dwelling on it, he needed to get dressed and meet up with Teillagory and the others to discuss the pressing matters at hand.
All through the ritual process of getting dressed he couldn’t shake this strange noise, constantly beeping at him. It almost sounded like a small animal but it was far too melodic to be one. After adjusting his petticoat and taking his sword he left to head out of the door, but stopped and turned around at the strange beeping. He looked about the room, scanning for any oddity that could be the cause of the noise. He eyes finally settled on a shiny blue device on the bedstand, the like of which he had never seen before. Curiously he approached the object, a hand on his sword, it looked pretty harmless, but just in case. The moment it came into view a face blinked on the screen and it began to talk, out of reflex he draws his swords and stabs the accursed object in it’s center, silencing it. He wasn’t aware of the nature of the foul, unholy craft had been laid in his bedchamber, but he had a feeling that he needed to approach the hallways with caution.
He turned once more to leave, only this time his sword was drawn and ready.]
All through the ritual process of getting dressed he couldn’t shake this strange noise, constantly beeping at him. It almost sounded like a small animal but it was far too melodic to be one. After adjusting his petticoat and taking his sword he left to head out of the door, but stopped and turned around at the strange beeping. He looked about the room, scanning for any oddity that could be the cause of the noise. He eyes finally settled on a shiny blue device on the bedstand, the like of which he had never seen before. Curiously he approached the object, a hand on his sword, it looked pretty harmless, but just in case. The moment it came into view a face blinked on the screen and it began to talk, out of reflex he draws his swords and stabs the accursed object in it’s center, silencing it. He wasn’t aware of the nature of the foul, unholy craft had been laid in his bedchamber, but he had a feeling that he needed to approach the hallways with caution.
He turned once more to leave, only this time his sword was drawn and ready.]