Hey, I have my own material too. I just don’t have the rest of the band here to play it with me. Not gonna claim we were Bob Dylan levels of great, but…just sort of bittersweet to go solo, you know?
[ He really does miss Corroded Coffin and playing with a group. He keeps the music and the metal spirit alive on his own, but he’d be lying if he said he hadn’t considered throwing together Corroded Coffin Redux. It’s just kind of hard to find a group of willing musicians here in Solvunn, especially ones who are familiar with the sound. So far, Nanaue is at the top of the list, but unfortunately, he can’t keep a steady beat.
But here comes Okenus and their little raincloud to snap him out of his nostalgia, inching closer and closer to the polished wood of his acoustic. ]
Hey—heyheyhey! Change of weather, if you please? Come on…
[ He gathers the guitar back into his arms and hops out of the way, trying to maneuver the instrument out of the way of the hatchling’s storm. It seems more amused than anything, tilting its head at this clown-like behavior, but the raincloud doesn’t disperse, and all Eddie can do is find a high and dry place to store his guitar, out of reach out the hatchlings.
Speaking of…he could really use a cigarette right now. ]
Shit, right? I’ve, uh…I’ve got a real good weed hookup if you’re interested in that, but pure nicotine? Good luck. The only place I can get cigarettes is the Horizon. You been there yet?
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[ He catches her gesture and he laughs. ]
Hey, I have my own material too. I just don’t have the rest of the band here to play it with me. Not gonna claim we were Bob Dylan levels of great, but…just sort of bittersweet to go solo, you know?
[ He really does miss Corroded Coffin and playing with a group. He keeps the music and the metal spirit alive on his own, but he’d be lying if he said he hadn’t considered throwing together Corroded Coffin Redux. It’s just kind of hard to find a group of willing musicians here in Solvunn, especially ones who are familiar with the sound. So far, Nanaue is at the top of the list, but unfortunately, he can’t keep a steady beat.
But here comes Okenus and their little raincloud to snap him out of his nostalgia, inching closer and closer to the polished wood of his acoustic. ]
Hey—heyheyhey! Change of weather, if you please? Come on…
[ He gathers the guitar back into his arms and hops out of the way, trying to maneuver the instrument out of the way of the hatchling’s storm. It seems more amused than anything, tilting its head at this clown-like behavior, but the raincloud doesn’t disperse, and all Eddie can do is find a high and dry place to store his guitar, out of reach out the hatchlings.
Speaking of…he could really use a cigarette right now. ]
Shit, right? I’ve, uh…I’ve got a real good weed hookup if you’re interested in that, but pure nicotine? Good luck. The only place I can get cigarettes is the Horizon. You been there yet?