I have finished reading the history of the thread, and found that it has gone to hell. there is rampant controlling of others characters, which is specifically against the rules. the figure says nope and leaves
Walking through the doors, a water genasi appears. It is evident he is a druid from the smell of earth and plants on him. He walks up and asks how much for room and board for 3 days. noticing the chaos but choosing to ignore it.
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I AM HOMICIDE I AM THE EMBODIMENT OF FIRE I AM STRENGTH AND POWER PRAISE LORD JEFF THE EVIL ROOOOOOOMMMBBBAAAAA
I AM PURE HATE! MY NAME IS BURDURXA SHADEMAKER! TREMBLE IN FEAR AT ITS MENTION!!!! PM ME THE WORD TOMATO OR I WILL SLAP YOUR FIRST BORN CHILD!!
A mischievous Tiefling Bard seems to be sitting is one of the corners of the tavern tossing a fireball in between his fingers contemplating if he could get away with arson this time.
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What's life without a little war to spice things up. I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, & The unnoticed influence.
I am the Great sage equal to heaven- The monkey king
Etiam im librum scribo
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The red slime spits out the blue slimes alchohol and offers him this. "You be the body I'll be the weapons and armor, how does that sound?"
You better watch out you better not cry you better not pout I'm telling you why. Murderers are coming to town.
The war forged opens a book.
I reserve the right to /stillme for any reason whatsoever.
The fires of Hell scorch you,
My vengeance terrible,
I, ascendant,
Above the flames of
The Inferno,
Of whom the lowest and most torturous
of circles is
Reserved for traitors.
The dead shall
Laugh at
Your eternal fate
Your sins
Shall return
To mock
And torment you.
The blue slime agrees.
It transforms into a giant chicken.
-Archie
The red slime becomes armor for a giant chicken and wraps around blue slime.
You better watch out you better not cry you better not pout I'm telling you why. Murderers are coming to town.
This is the dream. XD
I'm adding this as a monster in my next campaign. Armored Chicken Rider
-Archie
The red slime is questioning his choices now.
You better watch out you better not cry you better not pout I'm telling you why. Murderers are coming to town.
The blue slime humms happily, rustling it's... feathers I guess?
It shimmies up to the warforged... uuuuuh... purring.
OOC: XD THIS IS SO STUPID I LOVE IT
-Archie
The warforged just downs his brandy.
I reserve the right to /stillme for any reason whatsoever.
The fires of Hell scorch you,
My vengeance terrible,
I, ascendant,
Above the flames of
The Inferno,
Of whom the lowest and most torturous
of circles is
Reserved for traitors.
The dead shall
Laugh at
Your eternal fate
Your sins
Shall return
To mock
And torment you.
a cloaked figure enters
hi
mourn the flumph
enter the galaxy! join the planetscape!
yep
bye
link_to_nowhere
he smells of dust and the depths of the earth
hi
mourn the flumph
enter the galaxy! join the planetscape!
yep
bye
link_to_nowhere
he says in sylvan : greetings
hi
mourn the flumph
enter the galaxy! join the planetscape!
yep
bye
link_to_nowhere
I have finished reading the history of the thread, and found that it has gone to hell. there is rampant controlling of others characters, which is specifically against the rules. the figure says nope and leaves
hi
mourn the flumph
enter the galaxy! join the planetscape!
yep
bye
link_to_nowhere
Walking through the doors, a water genasi appears. It is evident he is a druid from the smell of earth and plants on him. He walks up and asks how much for room and board for 3 days. noticing the chaos but choosing to ignore it.
I AM HOMICIDE I AM THE EMBODIMENT OF FIRE I AM STRENGTH AND POWER PRAISE LORD JEFF THE EVIL ROOOOOOOMMMBBBAAAAA
I AM PURE HATE! MY NAME IS BURDURXA SHADEMAKER! TREMBLE IN FEAR AT ITS MENTION!!!! PM ME THE WORD TOMATO OR I WILL SLAP YOUR FIRST BORN CHILD!!
MY VENOM SYMBIOTE: FFFFUUUUUURRRRRRRRYYYYYYYY
A mischievous Tiefling Bard seems to be sitting is one of the corners of the tavern tossing a fireball in between his fingers contemplating if he could get away with arson this time.
What's life without a little war to spice things up. I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, & The unnoticed influence.
I am the Great sage equal to heaven- The monkey king
Etiam im librum scribo