You wander through the wood, wishing you had listened to the directions of the old man who met you half way so you could find your original destination. You continue as the sky becomes darker and darker. Flickers of light guide your way but these flickers lead you to a the middle of a grass field. An itty bitty hole sits in the middle of the ground, random cats wearing..... adventurer armor?!.... seem to go into the hole, talking amongst themselves in hushed meows.
As you near the hole, you body begins to shudder suddenly, you seem to shrink and grow fur all over your body. Your items and carry-on seem to shrink with you, forming itself to fit your new form. You become confused and a tiny bit panicked as you look at your paws that hold you up. what had happened?! is this a witches spell?!.
A dappled grey cat with bright blue eyes and a purple vest walks over to you and sniffs you "Hm, a newcomer huh?" he meows "You must be frightened huh? oh well, you'll get used to it."
He leads you down the hole into a series of long tunnels till you enter a big tavern under the layers of dirt. Cats of all colors, sizes, shapes, and fur sit around, lapping bolws of ale or milk, eating whatever they had orders, or simple just lounging about.
The cat with Bright blue eyes hops over a tiny bar that was made for cats and flicks his tail a bit "My name is Sable Eyes, I used to be a goliath but now i run the place. The tavern mother is around here, she is a big siamese cat with the coolest eyes, she is the queen of the clowder and has all authority over this place." He said and pushed a bowl of warm milk your way with his nose. "welcome to the black cat cauldron, make yourself at home here."
-RULES-
3 characters per person.
The cat can be anything you think of. Can the cat have horns? yes. Can my can wings? sure. Have fun with your design.
Anyone person who steps within 100 yards of the Black Cat cauldron is automatically turned into a cat. No spells or magic can turn you back until your out of the tavern range, once you are out of the tavern's range, you turn back automatically.
Fighting is allowed in the Tavern
Clowders or Other clans are allowed within the Tavern, Though all cats still work under the rule of Mama, the queen of the clowder.
All weapons and extra things such as potions, bow and arrows, rope, anything your character has on them is now turned into something your cat form can use.
Cursing is allowed in the tavern but things such as F**k or p***y are to be censored with (1 GP)
If you have Questions or concerns please ask me in PM.
Queen Mama: Mama is a large Siamese cat with umber brown markings over her cream colored body. She has startling golden eyes with purple flecks that shimmer like aymthests amongst gold. She is the clowder queen and has a iron fist. She does not take kindly to those who hurt her kits or those who hurt her clan. She is Lawful Good (LG)
Sable Eyes: A former Goliath. He runs the bar and cooks the food. He is a Grey tabby with dark black stripes and Bright blue eyes. He wears a purple vest with a golden chain around his neck. He likes to help those who find themselves unexpectedly transformed after they stumble upon the tavern. He cares deeply for kits who have no home and fights along side his clowder for the queen. He is Neutral Good (NG)
Sean Bean: Was always a cat. He has dark grey velvety fur that shimmers slightly in the sunlight and dull greenish-yellow eyes. He's more of a coffee kind of guy but in the evening he won't say no to a little bit of mead. He wears a slender leather coat in which he always carries some coffee grounds and a little pocketwatch. He is a little shy but will open up after observing you for half an hour or so. He is Chaotic Neutral (CN)
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details
You wander through the wood, wishing you had listened to the directions of the old man who met you half way so you could find your original destination. You continue as the sky becomes darker and darker. Flickers of light guide your way but these flickers lead you to a the middle of a grass field. An itty bitty hole sits in the middle of the ground, random cats wearing..... adventurer armor?!.... seem to go into the hole, talking amongst themselves in hushed meows.
As you near the hole, you body begins to shudder suddenly, you seem to shrink and grow fur all over your body. Your items and carry-on seem to shrink with you, forming itself to fit your new form. You become confused and a tiny bit panicked as you look at your paws that hold you up. what had happened?! is this a witches spell?!.
A dappled grey cat with bright blue eyes and a purple vest walks over to you and sniffs you "Hm, a newcomer huh?" he meows "You must be frightened huh? oh well, you'll get used to it."
He leads you down the hole into a series of long tunnels till you enter a big tavern under the layers of dirt. Cats of all colors, sizes, shapes, and fur sit around, lapping bolws of ale or milk, eating whatever they had orders, or simple just lounging about.
The cat with Bright blue eyes hops over a tiny bar that was made for cats and flicks his tail a bit "My name is Sable Eyes, I used to be a goliath but now i run the place. The tavern mother is around here, she is a big siamese cat with the coolest eyes, she is the queen of the clowder and has all authority over this place." He said and pushed a bowl of warm milk your way with his nose. "welcome to the black cat cauldron, make yourself at home here."
-RULES-
3 characters per person.
The cat can be anything you think of. Can the cat have horns? yes. Can my can wings? sure. Have fun with your design.
Anyone person who steps within 100 yards of the Black Cat cauldron is automatically turned into a cat. No spells or magic can turn you back until your out of the tavern range, once you are out of the tavern's range, you turn back automatically.
Fighting is allowed in the Tavern
Clowders or Other clans are allowed within the Tavern, Though all cats still work under the rule of Mama, the queen of the clowder.
All weapons and extra things such as potions, bow and arrows, rope, anything your character has on them is now turned into something your cat form can use.
Cursing is allowed in the tavern but things such as F**k or p***y are to be censored with (1 GP)
If you have Questions or concerns please ask me in PM.
Queen Mama: Mama is a large Siamese cat with umber brown markings over her cream colored body. She has startling golden eyes with purple flecks that shimmer like aymthests amongst gold. She is the clowder queen and has a iron fist. She does not take kindly to those who hurt her kits or those who hurt her clan. She is Lawful Good (LG)
Sable Eyes: A former Goliath. He runs the bar and cooks the food. He is a Grey tabby with dark black stripes and Bright blue eyes. He wears a purple vest with a golden chain around his neck. He likes to help those who find themselves unexpectedly transformed after they stumble upon the tavern. He cares deeply for kits who have no home and fights along side his clowder for the queen. He is Neutral Good (NG)
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Sable wanders around, looking help out others who are lost in the woods. He drags along a cat sized sword.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Hi this looks fun and I love cats so...
Sean Bean: Was always a cat. He has dark grey velvety fur that shimmers slightly in the sunlight and dull greenish-yellow eyes. He's more of a coffee kind of guy but in the evening he won't say no to a little bit of mead. He wears a slender leather coat in which he always carries some coffee grounds and a little pocketwatch. He is a little shy but will open up after observing you for half an hour or so. He is Chaotic Neutral (CN)
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*Might bring Perdo in here (chaotic paladin noises)*
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
Yesss we need more people!! This is such a cool tavern idea
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*this is a glorious idea*
Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
Ah hello minmaxed druid, 'tis good to see you here
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*Fire*
Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details
*Yay! im glad so many want to join :D*
Sable Eyes is wandering around
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
A pretty lynxpoint Siamese with fuzzy white fur and chocolate points wanders in. His eyes are a brilliant cornflower blue. His name is Kazzie.
*Am I doing this right? lol*
*Yeah! also good morning lady Penelope*
Sable eyes walks up to him and flicks up his tail to sow he is friendly "Hello!" he meows
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Morning :)*
Kazzie smiles and flicks his tail to show he’s friendly too. “Hello!” he meows back. “Do you have any shrimp around here? I love shrimp.”
"I'll see if i can rustle up some for ya!" he chirps
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“Thank you!” Kazzie meows, and purrs happily.
*Kazzie is a bard. Does he have equipment or does he just like sing by meowing?*
*Yes, all equipment shrinks with them*
Sable leads the way in, twisting and turning down tunnels.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Kazzie follows. He has a mandolin slung over his cat shoulder and some other adventuring equipment.*
Sable leads the way into the main tavern. Cats of all kinds meow and talk amongst themselves while eyeing the newcomer.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Kazzie sits at the bar and waits for his shrimp. He also asks for a saucer of ale.*
Sean Bean sees Kazzie and Sable Eyes and decides to follow them into the Tavern for some nibbles.
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Sable flicks his tail as a wave of sorts to Sean Bean. "Hello" he meows, pushing a saucer of ale towards Kazzie.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]