(You know you breathe life into these characters, and the next thing you know, they turn into their own people. One day you ask, "How was school, Morthos?" and your character is all attitude, "What ever... You're not my DM.")
(You know you breathe life into these characters, and the next thing you know, they turn into their own people. One day you ask, "How was school, Morthos?" and your character is all attitude, "What ever... You're not my DM.")
"Huh? Uhhh... S-s-sure... uh.. Let me just -- annnnd she's gone. Hmph! Darn youth." 'Nelvin' shakes his head and starts counting the coin. "Wait a minute... She didn't even -- oh for the love of Tymora. Kids these days!" He sighs, takes out his book, and starts recording the information. "I'll just take it out of the winnings, I guess." He grumbles as he turns his attention back to the bar monitor.
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When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Before Liam awoke. He found himself in his dreams. Ever since "that" moment, he had been plagued with dreamless nights or nightmares on the rare occasion. He could only feel that monstrous laugh and witness his slaughter over and over...So when he found himself in a dream that he was unfamiliar with, he was dumbfounded. He didn't know what to expect.
Enough. It is time for us to meet, Liam.
Liam looked around. He didn't know what that voice was. He didn't recognize it! Or...he did? Has he heard it before? He...He...
You break my heart...But I suppose that is fair. We've never spoken properly...But now we can. You and I can finally speak to each other!
"Who are you? Where are you? Show yourself!"
You don't know how long, I've been waiting...How much I've wanted to do this...Ever since you called out to me...Ever since we fought them together!
"What are you talking about? I...No. No! You can't be real! You're just some voice in my head!
But I am real. You called out for help, and I saw you. I helped you. I only helped you for a moment, but you were powerful! I was punished for it for years, but now I can help you again!
"No no no no...It can't have been you. I saw it! I was the one that killed them! I went crazy and...and..."
Liam fell to his knees as the world shifted around him. He was in his old town again. He was surrounded by the dead...He saw himself, but at the same time it was as if it wasn't himself.
I had to take direct control, but you're alive. And now, I can help you live again.
"I don't know. I don't know. I don't understand. I can't understand. How? Why? When?"
"They're all dead...They're all dead! I'm next. They won't let me talk...They won't let me be! I don't want to die...I don't want to die! Help! Help! HELP! I DON'T WANT TO DIE! SOMEONE HELP ME!"
Liam looks as the scene shifts again to him hiding. He was afraid. He was nothing in comparison to them...Then he saw something surround him. He didn't know where they came from, but he knew they were reaching towards him.
I know you're trying to move on with these...battles. If victory is what you need to live beyond that time, then I only wish to help you.
Liam began seeing those things move away from his memory, and towards himself. They were slow, and wrong, and different...But when they touched him, he felt calm...Really calm...Strangely calm...Like the silence just before the dawn, calm...Like hearing your own thoughts in the moment calm...The kind of calm that he';s both feared and longed for calm...
Liam was weak. It was his defining trait. He was weak, and people knew. No amount of fighting or training would change that...Not even here.
"...What do you want...?"
I just want you. You will be mine. And I will be yours...It will take time, but eventually, we will fully be each other's...Will you accept me into your existence? Will you be mine from this moment onward?
"..."
He was silent. For how long, he couldn't possibly know on his own. All he knew was that he was weak, and that he would only force himself to stay weak...
"Yes."
Liam woke up...and a voice guides him to get up and head towards the market. There was much to do...
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Liam the Weak: Level 4 Human Fighter - Trying to fight against his other personality, and constantly losing.
Aodh: Level 20 Half-Elf Cleric of Life - Not really. It's a strange being that had possessed and broke down a level 20 Cleric of Life Domain, gaining his knowledge and power.
"*****": Level 1 Tiefling Sorcerer - Her family is dead, and her will is broken. She follows orders so that those that command her will allow her to die.
Morthos from the shout shakes his body as he re-awakes, knocking some cups (He is intoxicated). He stumbled over at Nara, getting uncomfortablely close " HEeLLLOOOOoooooo! You see I couldn't find you so I took the night off, But your here now which isnt preferable to me BUT NO! you still preferable, your just ooo.... Its the weather! ITS THE WEATHER EVERYONE!" Lookoing over to other patrons in the glory "You see during our battle, I wasssss stunned by your beauty and but currently im stunned by them" *points at the roof*(meant the empty cups of alea) "ssso its better if meet later LIKE A DATE!!... what dayo say?"
Nara leans over the hilt of her blade, propping it up at the base of the barstool "heh, look buddy, come find me when you can string together a complete thought, then we can talk about that...until then, let's put that at a hard maybe..." she takes a pull from the dragon's breath. "Anything else, Morthos?" she says, smiling and thoroughly amused.
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Nara: Tiefling Bandit-Coliseum of Conquest: 2W-2L total downs: 3
Morthos half smiles "No, no thats normally" Morthos walks outside and starts running, he runs so far and so wide, he eventually jumps into a lake in the forest, he sits there and rests his head on the side of lake in dirt and twigs.
Marvarax leans over to Nara while he's cleaning a glass "so are you actually considering that date or was that to just to get him off you" Marvarax asked wondering what her responce would be
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Marvarax andSora (Dragonborn) The retired fighter and WIP scholar - Glory
Brythel(Dwarf), The dwarf with a gun - survival at sea
Jaylin(Human), Paladin of Lathander's Ancient ways - The Seven Saints (Azura Claw)
Urselles(Goblin), Cleric of Eldath- The Wizard's challenge
Viclas Tyrin(Half Elf), Student of the Elven arts- Indrafatmoko's Defiance in Phlan
“Course not, just like it wouldn’t stop me from killing him, or anyone else, for that matter. Hypothetically, of course.” She says, retrieving her flask of sword oil. “I’ve made it this far letting nothing slow me down, and I don’t intend for this to do so.”
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Nara: Tiefling Bandit-Coliseum of Conquest: 2W-2L total downs: 3
After the better part of a day, Morthos will leave and make his way into town and will and clean himself. He'll go into the markets looking for cologne and decent cloths. He'll leave his weapons and such within his quarters and will look for:
Cologne. New clothes. Gift shop? And restaurants/ Inns.
Somehow, you have some difficulty locating even these mundane items. But you ask a shop attendant, and he points to their location on the shelf directly in front of you.
"Oh... Hm! Alright then. If that is really the case. Uh... After today's match then, I shall return to learn more."
Gell rests a fist over his left collarbone, and fall into a complete bow at the waist.
"Until we meet again, sir'rah. Such as this even, perhaps."
Goyo - [Tortle]Druid/Warlock - Circle of Sea/Celestial (Libretalia)
Vogan - [Goliath-Hill]Bard - ???(A Dungeon-Delving Campaign Group C)
Jack Vicvan - [Eladrin]Warlock - Archfey
“Morthos? Who in the Nine Hells is that?”
Nara: Tiefling Bandit-Coliseum of Conquest: 2W-2L total downs: 3
Morthos at this point is slumped into his seat with several empty cups on the table, half asleep. Grumbling to himself....
The patron points helpfully at Nara's recent opponent.
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(Not the way i wanted to introduce my self but what can you do Hahaaa.)
(You know you breathe life into these characters, and the next thing you know, they turn into their own people. One day you ask, "How was school, Morthos?" and your character is all attitude, "What ever... You're not my DM.")
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(Can i leave the house at level 18?)
Nara cups her hands in front of her mouth
”Oi, Morthos! If you’re lookin for me, you may wanna try looking a bit harder!” She yells across to the inundated tiefling.
Nara: Tiefling Bandit-Coliseum of Conquest: 2W-2L total downs: 3
"Huh? Uhhh... S-s-sure... uh.. Let me just -- annnnd she's gone. Hmph! Darn youth." 'Nelvin' shakes his head and starts counting the coin. "Wait a minute... She didn't even -- oh for the love of Tymora. Kids these days!" He sighs, takes out his book, and starts recording the information. "I'll just take it out of the winnings, I guess." He grumbles as he turns his attention back to the bar monitor.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Before Liam awoke. He found himself in his dreams. Ever since "that" moment, he had been plagued with dreamless nights or nightmares on the rare occasion. He could only feel that monstrous laugh and witness his slaughter over and over...So when he found himself in a dream that he was unfamiliar with, he was dumbfounded. He didn't know what to expect.
Enough. It is time for us to meet, Liam.Liam looked around. He didn't know what that voice was. He didn't recognize it! Or...he did? Has he heard it before? He...He...
You break my heart...But I suppose that is fair. We've never spoken properly...But now we can. You and I can finally speak to each other!"Who are you? Where are you? Show yourself!"
You don't know how long, I've been waiting...How much I've wanted to do this...Ever since you called out to me...Ever since we fought them together!
"What are you talking about? I...No. No! You can't be real! You're just some voice in my head!
But I am real. You called out for help, and I saw you. I helped you. I only helped you for a moment, but you were powerful! I was punished for it for years, but now I can help you again!"No no no no...It can't have been you. I saw it! I was the one that killed them! I went crazy and...and..."
Liam fell to his knees as the world shifted around him. He was in his old town again. He was surrounded by the dead...He saw himself, but at the same time it was as if it wasn't himself.
I had to take direct control, but you're alive. And now, I can help you live again."I don't know. I don't know. I don't understand. I can't understand. How? Why? When?"
"They're all dead...They're all dead! I'm next. They won't let me talk...They won't let me be! I don't want to die...I don't want to die! Help! Help! HELP! I DON'T WANT TO DIE! SOMEONE HELP ME!"
Liam looks as the scene shifts again to him hiding. He was afraid. He was nothing in comparison to them...Then he saw something surround him. He didn't know where they came from, but he knew they were reaching towards him.
I know you're trying to move on with these...battles. If victory is what you need to live beyond that time, then I only wish to help you.Liam began seeing those things move away from his memory, and towards himself. They were slow, and wrong, and different...But when they touched him, he felt calm...Really calm...Strangely calm...Like the silence just before the dawn, calm...Like hearing your own thoughts in the moment calm...The kind of calm that he';s both feared and longed for calm...
Liam was weak. It was his defining trait. He was weak, and people knew. No amount of fighting or training would change that...Not even here.
"...What do you want...?"
I just want you. You will be mine. And I will be yours...It will take time, but eventually, we will fully be each other's...Will you accept me into your existence? Will you be mine from this moment onward?"..."
He was silent. For how long, he couldn't possibly know on his own. All he knew was that he was weak, and that he would only force himself to stay weak...
"Yes."
Liam woke up...and a voice guides him to get up and head towards the market. There was much to do...
Liam the Weak: Level 4 Human Fighter - Trying to fight against his other personality, and constantly losing.
Aodh: Level 20 Half-Elf Cleric of Life - Not really. It's a strange being that had possessed and broke down a level 20 Cleric of Life Domain, gaining his knowledge and power.
"*****": Level 1 Tiefling Sorcerer - Her family is dead, and her will is broken. She follows orders so that those that command her will allow her to die.
Morthos from the shout shakes his body as he re-awakes, knocking some cups (He is intoxicated). He stumbled over at Nara, getting uncomfortablely close " HEeLLLOOOOoooooo! You see I couldn't find you so I took the night off, But your here now which isnt preferable to me BUT NO! you still preferable, your just ooo.... Its the weather! ITS THE WEATHER EVERYONE!" Lookoing over to other patrons in the glory "You see during our battle, I wasssss stunned by your beauty and but currently im stunned by them" *points at the roof*(meant the empty cups of alea) "ssso its better if meet later LIKE A DATE!!... what dayo say?"
Nara leans over the hilt of her blade, propping it up at the base of the barstool "heh, look buddy, come find me when you can string together a complete thought, then we can talk about that...until then, let's put that at a hard maybe..." she takes a pull from the dragon's breath. "Anything else, Morthos?" she says, smiling and thoroughly amused.
Nara: Tiefling Bandit-Coliseum of Conquest: 2W-2L total downs: 3
Morthos half smiles "No, no thats normally" Morthos walks outside and starts running, he runs so far and so wide, he eventually jumps into a lake in the forest, he sits there and rests his head on the side of lake in dirt and twigs.
Marvarax leans over to Nara while he's cleaning a glass "so are you actually considering that date or was that to just to get him off you" Marvarax asked wondering what her responce would be
Marvarax and Sora (Dragonborn) The retired fighter and WIP scholar - Glory
Brythel(Dwarf), The dwarf with a gun - survival at sea
Jaylin(Human), Paladin of Lathander's Ancient ways - The Seven Saints (Azura Claw)
Urselles(Goblin), Cleric of Eldath- The Wizard's challenge
Viclas Tyrin(Half Elf), Student of the Elven arts- Indrafatmoko's Defiance in Phlan
Grianne and Eldin eventually make their way to the Library.
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 12 (8W-4L)- - Coliseum of Conquest: Master of Faerie Fire. Just don't ask her to spell it.
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 6 (2W-1L)- - Coliseum Reborn : Master of a Myriad of forms.
Runt, the Stormchosen: Half-Orc barbarian level 5 -- The Guild
Tomoe Gozen: Human Fighter Samurai level 5 -- Cronero (Solo Campaign)
“Ya know...I’m not too sure myself” She shrugs “either way, can’t say I’m not flattered.”
Nara: Tiefling Bandit-Coliseum of Conquest: 2W-2L total downs: 3
"intersetting, you're still not gonna let a relationship get in the way of you're dream to die in battke are you"
Marvarax and Sora (Dragonborn) The retired fighter and WIP scholar - Glory
Brythel(Dwarf), The dwarf with a gun - survival at sea
Jaylin(Human), Paladin of Lathander's Ancient ways - The Seven Saints (Azura Claw)
Urselles(Goblin), Cleric of Eldath- The Wizard's challenge
Viclas Tyrin(Half Elf), Student of the Elven arts- Indrafatmoko's Defiance in Phlan
“Course not, just like it wouldn’t stop me from killing him, or anyone else, for that matter. Hypothetically, of course.” She says, retrieving her flask of sword oil. “I’ve made it this far letting nothing slow me down, and I don’t intend for this to do so.”
Nara: Tiefling Bandit-Coliseum of Conquest: 2W-2L total downs: 3
After the better part of a day, Morthos will leave and make his way into town and will and clean himself. He'll go into the markets looking for cologne and decent cloths. He'll leave his weapons and such within his quarters and will look for:
Cologne. New clothes. Gift shop? And restaurants/ Inns.
Investigation: 14
(Are you serious? ^^^^)
Somehow, you have some difficulty locating even these mundane items. But you ask a shop attendant, and he points to their location on the shelf directly in front of you.
The cologne and clothes cost you 1 gold
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