Yet another tavern, this one aims to be what the Grey Wyvern Tavern was (at least how I thought of it). It felt like ordinary everyday adventurers, it wasn't filled with fallen angels, gods and level 20 adventurers (nothing wrong with that, of course, I just personally liked not having anything so powerful).
This inn appears to be nothing more than a giant oak tree from outside, but to those weary travelers in need of rest it opens its doors and reveals itself as an immense sleeping treant, hollowed out to form rooms and staffed by awakened plants. Inside sits 10 medium sized tables, a bar staffed by an awakened bush and numerous rooms to rent in the root system. The upper rooms are mostly for storage.
The rooms carry sound well, so any loud noises can be heard through the entire building and any sounds not actively being hidden can be heard through the entire room.
RULES:
No swearing, nothing inappropriate. This includes anything you censor.
Soft limit on level/CR of 5, please nothing higher than 10. No magic items/Dark Gifts/Draconic Gifts (or whatever their called)/bonus feats unless you have a good story reason.
There is no magical protections or anything within the tavern, but animated vines will restrain anyone that attacks another or attempts to enter a room without permission.
You may have as many characters as you'd like, but can only have two within the tavern at a time and one actively open to roleplaying at a time.
Homebrew is allowed.
If you'd like to make an encounter, PM me about it and I can help you work it out. I'll probably be on here now and then, roleplaying the awakened plants and my own characters.
This tavern probably will have an overall story to it that will come together slowly.
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An elf walks into the empty room, looks around and walks over to the bar before ordering a drink and renting a room for the night, saying that they probably will be leaving soon.
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A tan skinned elf walks in. They wear a maroon waist coat, white button-up shirt, turquoises tie, black trousers, and black shoes. They have pinkish-dark orange hair that is wavy and tied up slightly. They carry a bag of holding around their shoulder and a satchel filled with scrolls tied around their waist. Their bright pink eyes seemed focused.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A tan skinned elf walks in. They wear a maroon waist coat, white button-up shirt, turquoises tie, black trousers, and black shoes. They have pinkish-dark orange hair that is wavy and tied up slightly. They carry a bag of holding around their shoulder and a satchel filled with scrolls tied around their waist. Their bright pink eyes seemed focused.
*If you're looking for another tavern, the MacCleaver's Revenge might leave its dock ... soon.*
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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.
A tan skinned elf walks in. They wear a maroon waist coat, white button-up shirt, turquoises tie, black trousers, and black shoes. They have pinkish-dark orange hair that is wavy and tied up slightly. They carry a bag of holding around their shoulder and a satchel filled with scrolls tied around their waist. Their bright pink eyes seemed focused.
*If you're looking for another tavern, the MacCleaver's Revenge might leave its dock ... soon.*
*:D, I need to remake my teifling...*
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Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A tall man in a suit walks into the tavern. His hair is white, whispy, and balding but he has an uncanny zeal and severity in his eyes that's hard to miss and deters one from making the improper assumption that this man, though old, is in any way feeble or helpless. He walks with a slight limp on a sleek black cane with a bronze doorknob for a handle. An invisible servant pulls out his chair for him as he sits down off to the side of the tavern and waits, his expression making it rather obvious that whomever, or whatever, he waits for is unforgivably late.
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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.
Bon (The elf shown above a few minutes ago) sets himself down at a table and pulls out five scrolls of maps. He rolls them all out on the table and begins to read multiple books at once.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
This sounds like a really cool tavern and if I can think of a good character I might just join. Be careful though. Animated vines are much easier to destroy than an all-powerful divine blessing backed by the authority of the DM/Barkeeper.
This sounds like a really cool tavern and if I can think of a good character I might just join. Be careful though. Animated vines are much easier to destroy than an all-powerful divine blessing backed by the authority of the DM/Barkeeper.
*Thanks!
That is certainly a problem, but I would like something a bit less ephemeral then a god's blessing though, so I'm not sure how to fix it. Hopefully it won't go badly.*
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Yet another tavern, this one aims to be what the Grey Wyvern Tavern was (at least how I thought of it). It felt like ordinary everyday adventurers, it wasn't filled with fallen angels, gods and level 20 adventurers (nothing wrong with that, of course, I just personally liked not having anything so powerful).
This inn appears to be nothing more than a giant oak tree from outside, but to those weary travelers in need of rest it opens its doors and reveals itself as an immense sleeping treant, hollowed out to form rooms and staffed by awakened plants. Inside sits 10 medium sized tables, a bar staffed by an awakened bush and numerous rooms to rent in the root system. The upper rooms are mostly for storage.
The rooms carry sound well, so any loud noises can be heard through the entire building and any sounds not actively being hidden can be heard through the entire room.
RULES:
If you'd like to make an encounter, PM me about it and I can help you work it out. I'll probably be on here now and then, roleplaying the awakened plants and my own characters.
This tavern probably will have an overall story to it that will come together slowly.
This isn't actually a signature, just something I copy and paste onto the bottom of all my posts. Or is it? Yep, it is. Or is it..? I’m a hobbit, and the master cranial imploder of the "Oops, I Accidently Destroyed Someone's Brain" cult. Extended sig. I'm actually in Limbo, it says I'm in Mechanus because that's where I get my WiFi from. Please don't tell the modrons, they're still angry from the 'Spawning Stone' fiasco.
No connection to Dragonslayer8 other than knowing them in real life.
An elf walks into the empty room, looks around and walks over to the bar before ordering a drink and renting a room for the night, saying that they probably will be leaving soon.
This isn't actually a signature, just something I copy and paste onto the bottom of all my posts. Or is it? Yep, it is. Or is it..? I’m a hobbit, and the master cranial imploder of the "Oops, I Accidently Destroyed Someone's Brain" cult. Extended sig. I'm actually in Limbo, it says I'm in Mechanus because that's where I get my WiFi from. Please don't tell the modrons, they're still angry from the 'Spawning Stone' fiasco.
No connection to Dragonslayer8 other than knowing them in real life.
A small golden kobold with nothing but a satchel nervously steps in. "H-hello?"
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
*Yass's another tavern :D*
A tan skinned elf walks in. They wear a maroon waist coat, white button-up shirt, turquoises tie, black trousers, and black shoes. They have pinkish-dark orange hair that is wavy and tied up slightly. They carry a bag of holding around their shoulder and a satchel filled with scrolls tied around their waist. Their bright pink eyes seemed focused.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*If you're looking for another tavern, the MacCleaver's Revenge might leave its dock ... soon.*
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"
*:D, I need to remake my teifling...*
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
A tall man in a suit walks into the tavern. His hair is white, whispy, and balding but he has an uncanny zeal and severity in his eyes that's hard to miss and deters one from making the improper assumption that this man, though old, is in any way feeble or helpless. He walks with a slight limp on a sleek black cane with a bronze doorknob for a handle. An invisible servant pulls out his chair for him as he sits down off to the side of the tavern and waits, his expression making it rather obvious that whomever, or whatever, he waits for is unforgivably late.
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"
*ooh this tavern looks cool, old grey wyvern forever!*
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
Bon (The elf shown above a few minutes ago) sets himself down at a table and pulls out five scrolls of maps. He rolls them all out on the table and begins to read multiple books at once.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
This sounds like a really cool tavern and if I can think of a good character I might just join. Be careful though. Animated vines are much easier to destroy than an all-powerful divine blessing backed by the authority of the DM/Barkeeper.
*Thanks!
That is certainly a problem, but I would like something a bit less ephemeral then a god's blessing though, so I'm not sure how to fix it. Hopefully it won't go badly.*
This isn't actually a signature, just something I copy and paste onto the bottom of all my posts. Or is it? Yep, it is. Or is it..? I’m a hobbit, and the master cranial imploder of the "Oops, I Accidently Destroyed Someone's Brain" cult. Extended sig. I'm actually in Limbo, it says I'm in Mechanus because that's where I get my WiFi from. Please don't tell the modrons, they're still angry from the 'Spawning Stone' fiasco.
No connection to Dragonslayer8 other than knowing them in real life.