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[SOLDIER First]

"Do you have a name, First One?"

[kj1225]

Foxy shrugs.
"I be Foxy, the pirate."

[SOLDIER First]

"A pirate? Interesting.
Not a murderous 'scallywag', I trust?"

[PrivateNomad]

Ashley just rolls her eyes.

   "Would you rather I change into an eldritch horror?"

[Projeck37]

"I'm just prefer you not act like a pet. Because you're not one. You don't see me strolling around as cupcakes and dogs."

[PrivateNomad]

   "Fine, mom."
Bartimaeus turns into a normal human. A cupcake appears in his hand and he drops it to the ground.
   "Look mommy, I did it all by myself."

[Akroma]

Walpurga just kinda stands awkwardly in a corner, sipping on some wine.


Icarus scans the air a bit.

"What's with all the putrecine in the air? I mean, I know you are a necromancer, but don't you ever do anything against the smell of rot? You could have at least sprayed air freshener before a pizza party."

[PrivateNomad]

Hilda stands next to Icarus, in beta form. But without giant fists.
   "This place gives me the creeps."

[Akroma]

"Maybe because of the sewn together abomination mascots."

[PrivateNomad]

 "Yeah, really creepy. But not as creepy as the other stuff we've seen..." she says, recalling how Amazeroth regenerated by sacrificing his underlings.

[Akroma]

"Just wait until he gets drunk and revives the pizza."

[PrivateNomad]

 "If that happens I'm leaving."

[Akroma]

Walpurga tries to sneak one of the snacks while avoiding eye-contact

[kj1225]

Ela taps on Hilda's leg.

Sanguine chuckles at the display Walpurga puts on.

A suit of armor approaches Icarus. Not a man in a suit of armor, a literal suit of armor. It appears nervous.

[Akroma]

Walpurga continues to socialize with whatever local pets there are, assuming they fall into the line of standard pets, even if undead.

Icarus pays no heed to the armor