Storming into the tavern, dripping wet as if they'd somehow found the only patch of thunderstorm in the entire world, a rather roguish-looking figure with a hood pulled low over their face and a nasty, crooked bow strapped to their leather tunic slumps down in a chair in the very corner. They pull out a rather deadly looking knife, still coated in dried blood, and start flaking it off onto the floor using their fingernails. They don't ask for any food or drink, or seem even remotely interested in revealing their face: they simply look like a hooded man in studded leather armour, bits of dented bronze plate hanging to them by as little as threads in some cases.
The woman with the starry face watches them noticeably and curiously, but says nothing.
Khaira seems to notice, nods in acknowledgement.
She approaches Khaira cautiously. "What brought you here? It seems like a lot of people are showing up right now."
Khaira mutters something. "I have reasons. Now's not the time." They wave a hand. "Take a seat."
Storming into the tavern, dripping wet as if they'd somehow found the only patch of thunderstorm in the entire world, a rather roguish-looking figure with a hood pulled low over their face and a nasty, crooked bow strapped to their leather tunic slumps down in a chair in the very corner. They pull out a rather deadly looking knife, still coated in dried blood, and start flaking it off onto the floor using their fingernails. They don't ask for any food or drink, or seem even remotely interested in revealing their face: they simply look like a hooded man in studded leather armour, bits of dented bronze plate hanging to them by as little as threads in some cases.
The woman with the starry face watches them noticeably and curiously, but says nothing.
Khaira seems to notice, nods in acknowledgement.
She approaches Khaira cautiously. "What brought you here? It seems like a lot of people are showing up right now."
Khaira mutters something. "I have reasons. Now's not the time." They wave a hand. "Take a seat."
The woman sits down. "Who are you?"
"A stranger, passing through." They take a bite of the feta in their salad. "I heard rumours..."
Storming into the tavern, dripping wet as if they'd somehow found the only patch of thunderstorm in the entire world, a rather roguish-looking figure with a hood pulled low over their face and a nasty, crooked bow strapped to their leather tunic slumps down in a chair in the very corner. They pull out a rather deadly looking knife, still coated in dried blood, and start flaking it off onto the floor using their fingernails. They don't ask for any food or drink, or seem even remotely interested in revealing their face: they simply look like a hooded man in studded leather armour, bits of dented bronze plate hanging to them by as little as threads in some cases.
The woman with the starry face watches them noticeably and curiously, but says nothing.
Khaira seems to notice, nods in acknowledgement.
She approaches Khaira cautiously. "What brought you here? It seems like a lot of people are showing up right now."
Khaira mutters something. "I have reasons. Now's not the time." They wave a hand. "Take a seat."
The woman sits down. "Who are you?"
"A stranger, passing through." They take a bite of the feta in their salad. "I heard rumours..."
"Name me an object! Any old object will do! Or even a creature or shape!"
“Hm…. Dandelion?”
He points at the glass of water of the person next to him, animating it to make it look as if a dandelion grows out of the water, including the color changing *Using the animate and color uses of shape water*
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
Everyone collectively hears the sound of a loud chicken squawk, and then its pained dying sound. It’s sudden, loud, and over rather quickly. A brief flash of a dog- a young german shepherd mutt- appears in your minds. It appears to be outside the back of an inn, muching away at a corpse of what can be presumed as the body of the chicken that had just perished. Immediately the short, rather unhelpful, vision fades.
Anthos scrapes back his chair, heading out the back quickly and the sparrows move with him, albeit with less direction.
As he opens the back door, he happens upon a young, hungry dog chowing down on the chicken, just as he saw earlier.
He leans down to the dog and says, "Hello there. Who might you be?" *Speak with animals.*
The woman in blue looks for a window at the back of the inn. If that fails, she goes outside to look.
She sees [description of Steph’s Character] watching the dog that she saw in the vision. It’s stopped eating by now and making direct eye contact with the stranger. It looks somewhat afraid, but now that she can see its eyes, they seem to be an unnaturally bright gold.
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Yet another cynophpbia alt. I apologize for the inconvenience :) Rock on my dudes.
"Name me an object! Any old object will do! Or even a creature or shape!"
“Hm…. Dandelion?”
He points at the glass of water of the person next to him, animating it to make it look as if a dandelion grows out of the water, including the color changing *Using the animate and color uses of shape water*
The person next to him, a half asleep satyr man with dented leather armor, immediately jumps up. “WAH-!” Chrysies giggles. “That’s so cool!”
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Yet another cynophpbia alt. I apologize for the inconvenience :) Rock on my dudes.
The woman in blue looks for a window at the back of the inn. If that fails, she goes outside to look.
She sees [description of Steph’s Character] watching the dog that she saw in the vision. It’s stopped eating by now and making direct eye contact with the stranger. It looks somewhat afraid, but now that she can see its eyes, they seem to be an unnaturally bright gold.
He leans down to the dog and says, "Hello there. Who might you be?" *Speak with animals.*
The dog pins its ears back in fear. “Stay back! This is my food!” He growls softly. The first thing he notices is that this dog is.. strangely literate.
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Yet another cynophpbia alt. I apologize for the inconvenience :) Rock on my dudes.
Everyone collectively hears the sound of a loud chicken squawk, and then its pained dying sound. It’s sudden, loud, and over rather quickly. A brief flash of a dog- a young german shepherd mutt- appears in your minds. It appears to be outside the back of an inn, muching away at a corpse of what can be presumed as the body of the chicken that had just perished. Immediately the short, rather unhelpful, vision fades.
Anthos scrapes back his chair, heading out the back quickly and the sparrows move with him, albeit with less direction.
As he opens the back door, he happens upon a young, hungry dog chowing down on the chicken, just as he saw earlier.
He leans down to the dog and says, "Hello there. Who might you be?" *Speak with animals.*
A woman in blue travelling clothes comes around the side of the inn. "Why are you back here?"
He leans down to the dog and says, "Hello there. Who might you be?" *Speak with animals.*
The dog pins its ears back in fear. “Stay back! This is my food!” He growls softly. The first thing he notices is that this dog is.. strangely literate.
"Don't worry - I just ate. My name is Anthos, what's yours?"
"Do you have them often? I need to eat rotten fruit first."
"Well I suppose it was more of a dream than a vision. You were in it. As was the grumpy one with the eye. And a few others." The sparrows are all staring at the woman, except one, looking at the dog.
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Chilling kinda vibe.
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The woman sits down. "Who are you?"
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
“Hm…. Dandelion?”
Yet another cynophpbia alt. I apologize for the inconvenience :) Rock on my dudes.
"A stranger, passing through." They take a bite of the feta in their salad. "I heard rumours..."
Frequent Eladrin || They/Them, but accept all pronouns
Luz Noceda would like to remind you that you're worth loving!
The bartender smiles and hurries off to make it.
Yet another cynophpbia alt. I apologize for the inconvenience :) Rock on my dudes.
"What about?"
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
They shrug. "They weren't specific, just that help was needed."
Frequent Eladrin || They/Them, but accept all pronouns
Luz Noceda would like to remind you that you're worth loving!
He points at the glass of water of the person next to him, animating it to make it look as if a dandelion grows out of the water, including the color changing *Using the animate and color uses of shape water*
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
He leans down to the dog and says, "Hello there. Who might you be?" *Speak with animals.*
Chilling kinda vibe.
She sees [description of Steph’s Character] watching the dog that she saw in the vision. It’s stopped eating by now and making direct eye contact with the stranger. It looks somewhat afraid, but now that she can see its eyes, they seem to be an unnaturally bright gold.
Yet another cynophpbia alt. I apologize for the inconvenience :) Rock on my dudes.
The person next to him, a half asleep satyr man with dented leather armor, immediately jumps up. “WAH-!” Chrysies giggles. “That’s so cool!”
Yet another cynophpbia alt. I apologize for the inconvenience :) Rock on my dudes.
She seems puzzled and looks around the scene.
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
The dog pins its ears back in fear. “Stay back! This is my food!” He growls softly. The first thing he notices is that this dog is.. strangely literate.
Yet another cynophpbia alt. I apologize for the inconvenience :) Rock on my dudes.
A woman in blue travelling clothes comes around the side of the inn. "Why are you back here?"
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
"Don't worry - I just ate. My name is Anthos, what's yours?"
Chilling kinda vibe.
"I umm saw this dog in a vision. Crazy right?"
Chilling kinda vibe.
"So did I. I haven't had visions for months, though."
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
"My last was, let me think, about a few weeks ago."
Chilling kinda vibe.
"Do you have them often? I need to eat rotten fruit first."
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
*50% of my character concept is worthless now 😭*
Frequent Eladrin || They/Them, but accept all pronouns
Luz Noceda would like to remind you that you're worth loving!
"Well I suppose it was more of a dream than a vision. You were in it. As was the grumpy one with the eye. And a few others." The sparrows are all staring at the woman, except one, looking at the dog.
Chilling kinda vibe.