Cain is currently practicing his swordsmanship on the deck
Kaos walks up to Cain, sighing and leaning against the side of the deck. "Fools aboard the decks of this ship. Are you one of them? Or are you better?"
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I hope y'all will remember me when I'm gone
(I'm gone now btw)
I may post occasionally? I won't roleplay though and I'll mostly post long essays about stuff you'll see eventually.
Cain is currently practicing his swordsmanship on the deck
Kaos walks up to Cain, sighing and leaning against the side of the deck. "Fools aboard the decks of this ship. Are you one of them? Or are you better?"
"Depends on what your definition of a fool is?" Cain responded as he swung his sword
A tall figure wanders over, torn regal clothing, a long glaive on their hip. They look around, their eyes flickering on the deck and the sea. Their boots have strange heels, and their boots are all too skinny. Their royal clothes have a weirdly long tailcoat, and multiple stains. The golden buttons are smudged, the golden pulse of magic on a bead in their chocker weak. Their hands snap, and upon closer look are thick bird talons, of course with each finger where it should be. Escavald Jahnn Vientrious sighs, watching the seas on their way to the tropics.
Everyone native to Vienalatri (Gato, Balth, and Spira) would recognize them as the banished prince, the one currently convicted of murder for killing their brother.
Before going to talk with Kaos, Quick Wing gives them a dead eye stare, and then goes to talk with Kaos
Before Quick Wing goes to Kaos, Escavald stares back, clearly a mix between curious and annoyed.
Quick Wing returns the stare without blinking
Escavald raises his chin and exhales an annoyed breath.
After talking to Kaos, Quick Wing walks towards them
He twists his head, annoyed. "Do we have a problem?"
"Only if you want one"
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Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
A tall figure wanders over, torn regal clothing, a long glaive on their hip. They look around, their eyes flickering on the deck and the sea. Their boots have strange heels, and their boots are all too skinny. Their royal clothes have a weirdly long tailcoat, and multiple stains. The golden buttons are smudged, the golden pulse of magic on a bead in their chocker weak. Their hands snap, and upon closer look are thick bird talons, of course with each finger where it should be. Escavald Jahnn Vientrious sighs, watching the seas on their way to the tropics.
Everyone native to Vienalatri (Gato, Balth, and Spira) would recognize them as the banished prince, the one currently convicted of murder for killing their brother.
Kaos stares on oblivious. He has no idea this person is important at all, and that's very clear.
He nods to Kaos, breathing a shaky breath. "Greetings."
Kaos nods back politely. He's noticed the other people's stares now, and seems quite curious about this strange person. "Greetings. I am Kaos, of the Brotherhood of Blood."
Escavald holds out a hand to shake. "I am Escavald Jahnn Vientrious, of the Vienalatri kingdom of the Vientrious family."
"Hello, Escavald." Kaos takes his hand and shakes it firmly. His grip is a bit shaky, but still firm.
Escavald nods. "Greetings, Kaos, of the Brotherhood of Blood."
*Wait... quick question Cyno: Do we also like get the skills and languages in our custom background? And if so can I homebrew a language for the kingdom?
*Wait... quick question Cyno: Do we also like get the skills and languages in our custom background? And if so can I homebrew a language for the kingdom?
*You get the skills and languages for it, yes. And you can just say they speak a dialect of Common native to that region or choose another pre-existing language.*
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β Ξ΄ cyno β’ he/him β’ number one paladin fanΞ΄ β making a smoothie for meta ββββββ| EXTENDED SIG |ββββββ Ξ¦ β’ happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red β’ Ξ¦
*Wait... quick question Cyno: Do we also like get the skills and languages in our custom background? And if so can I homebrew a language for the kingdom?
*You get the skills and languages for it, yes. And you can just say they speak a dialect of Common native to that region or choose another pre-existing language.*
A tall figure wanders over, torn regal clothing, a long glaive on their hip. They look around, their eyes flickering on the deck and the sea. Their boots have strange heels, and their boots are all too skinny. Their royal clothes have a weirdly long tailcoat, and multiple stains. The golden buttons are smudged, the golden pulse of magic on a bead in their chocker weak. Their hands snap, and upon closer look are thick bird talons, of course with each finger where it should be. Escavald Jahnn Vientrious sighs, watching the seas on their way to the tropics.
Everyone native to Vienalatri (Gato, Balth, and Spira) would recognize them as the banished prince, the one currently convicted of murder for killing their brother.
Kaos stares on oblivious. He has no idea this person is important at all, and that's very clear.
He nods to Kaos, breathing a shaky breath. "Greetings."
Kaos nods back politely. He's noticed the other people's stares now, and seems quite curious about this strange person. "Greetings. I am Kaos, of the Brotherhood of Blood."
Escavald holds out a hand to shake. "I am Escavald Jahnn Vientrious, of the Vienalatri kingdom of the Vientrious family."
"Hello, Escavald." Kaos takes his hand and shakes it firmly. His grip is a bit shaky, but still firm.
Escavald nods. "Greetings, Kaos, of the Brotherhood of Blood."
βVienalatri isβ¦ near here?β
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I hope y'all will remember me when I'm gone
(I'm gone now btw)
I may post occasionally? I won't roleplay though and I'll mostly post long essays about stuff you'll see eventually.
A tall figure wanders over, torn regal clothing, a long glaive on their hip. They look around, their eyes flickering on the deck and the sea. Their boots have strange heels, and their boots are all too skinny. Their royal clothes have a weirdly long tailcoat, and multiple stains. The golden buttons are smudged, the golden pulse of magic on a bead in their chocker weak. Their hands snap, and upon closer look are thick bird talons, of course with each finger where it should be. Escavald Jahnn Vientrious sighs, watching the seas on their way to the tropics.
Everyone native to Vienalatri (Gato, Balth, and Spira) would recognize them as the banished prince, the one currently convicted of murder for killing their brother.
Kaos stares on oblivious. He has no idea this person is important at all, and that's very clear.
He nods to Kaos, breathing a shaky breath. "Greetings."
Kaos nods back politely. He's noticed the other people's stares now, and seems quite curious about this strange person. "Greetings. I am Kaos, of the Brotherhood of Blood."
Escavald holds out a hand to shake. "I am Escavald Jahnn Vientrious, of the Vienalatri kingdom of the Vientrious family."
"Hello, Escavald." Kaos takes his hand and shakes it firmly. His grip is a bit shaky, but still firm.
Escavald nods. "Greetings, Kaos, of the Brotherhood of Blood."
βVienalatri isβ¦ near here?β
"It is on a different continent than the one we are entering, so no." He shakes his head.
A tall figure wanders over, torn regal clothing, a long glaive on their hip. They look around, their eyes flickering on the deck and the sea. Their boots have strange heels, and their boots are all too skinny. Their royal clothes have a weirdly long tailcoat, and multiple stains. The golden buttons are smudged, the golden pulse of magic on a bead in their chocker weak. Their hands snap, and upon closer look are thick bird talons, of course with each finger where it should be. Escavald Jahnn Vientrious sighs, watching the seas on their way to the tropics.
Everyone native to Vienalatri (Gato, Balth, and Spira) would recognize them as the banished prince, the one currently convicted of murder for killing their brother.
Kaos stares on oblivious. He has no idea this person is important at all, and that's very clear.
He nods to Kaos, breathing a shaky breath. "Greetings."
Kaos nods back politely. He's noticed the other people's stares now, and seems quite curious about this strange person. "Greetings. I am Kaos, of the Brotherhood of Blood."
Escavald holds out a hand to shake. "I am Escavald Jahnn Vientrious, of the Vienalatri kingdom of the Vientrious family."
"Hello, Escavald." Kaos takes his hand and shakes it firmly. His grip is a bit shaky, but still firm.
Escavald nods. "Greetings, Kaos, of the Brotherhood of Blood."
βVienalatri isβ¦ near here?β
"It is on a different continent than the one we are entering, so no." He shakes his head.
βHrm. Thatβs interesting.β
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I hope y'all will remember me when I'm gone
(I'm gone now btw)
I may post occasionally? I won't roleplay though and I'll mostly post long essays about stuff you'll see eventually.
A tall figure wanders over, torn regal clothing, a long glaive on their hip. They look around, their eyes flickering on the deck and the sea. Their boots have strange heels, and their boots are all too skinny. Their royal clothes have a weirdly long tailcoat, and multiple stains. The golden buttons are smudged, the golden pulse of magic on a bead in their chocker weak. Their hands snap, and upon closer look are thick bird talons, of course with each finger where it should be. Escavald Jahnn Vientrious sighs, watching the seas on their way to the tropics.
Everyone native to Vienalatri (Gato, Balth, and Spira) would recognize them as the banished prince, the one currently convicted of murder for killing their brother.
Kaos stares on oblivious. He has no idea this person is important at all, and that's very clear.
He nods to Kaos, breathing a shaky breath. "Greetings."
Kaos nods back politely. He's noticed the other people's stares now, and seems quite curious about this strange person. "Greetings. I am Kaos, of the Brotherhood of Blood."
Escavald holds out a hand to shake. "I am Escavald Jahnn Vientrious, of the Vienalatri kingdom of the Vientrious family."
"Hello, Escavald." Kaos takes his hand and shakes it firmly. His grip is a bit shaky, but still firm.
Escavald nods. "Greetings, Kaos, of the Brotherhood of Blood."
βVienalatri isβ¦ near here?β
"It is on a different continent than the one we are entering, so no." He shakes his head.
βHrm. Thatβs interesting.β
He nods, bowing his head ever so slightly. "May I ask where your temple is?"
One of the reasons no one seems to be misbehaving is due to an enormous sailor wearing chainmail, armed with weapons. Tattoos show on muscled skin of the 7 foot tall bouncer. A ruffled shirt and tricorn hat complete the rather intimidating fellow. Good thing heβs on your side. He drinks from a pitcher sized tankard, chatting with crew from time to time. He helps with lifting large crates and folding sails.
One of the reasons no one seems to be misbehaving is due to an enormous sailor wearing chainmail, armed with weapons. Tattoos show on muscled skin of the 7 foot tall bouncer. A ruffled shirt and tricorn hat complete the rather intimidating fellow. Good thing heβs on your side. He drinks from a pitcher sized tankard, chatting with crew from time to time. He helps with lifting large crates and folding sails.
Prince Escavald looks to the sailor, standing at about the same height. He blinks, and spins a glass of wine towards the guy.
Mad, as some sailors have called him looks at the prince, holding up his huge drink. βThe best way to enjoy a cruise is with a cup of brew.β, he smiles, βcheers lad.β He gets back to work, making ready for landing.
Mad, as some sailors have called him looks at the prince, holding up his huge drink. βThe best way to enjoy a cruise is with a cup of brew.β, he smiles, βcheers lad.β He gets back to work, making ready for landing.
Escavald slimes back to him. "Cheers to you as well! Who might you be?" He asks, his seal of the owl on his chocker shining in the light.
*Mhmm food :P*
Cain is currently practicing his swordsmanship on the deck
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Kaos walks up to Cain, sighing and leaning against the side of the deck. "Fools aboard the decks of this ship. Are you one of them? Or are you better?"
I hope y'all will remember me when I'm gone
(I'm gone now btw)
I may post occasionally? I won't roleplay though and I'll mostly post long essays about stuff you'll see eventually.
"Depends on what your definition of a fool is?" Cain responded as he swung his sword
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"Only if you want one"
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
Escavald nods. "Greetings, Kaos, of the Brotherhood of Blood."
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
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Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"I wish not to. It is just that you seem... keenly aware of me. And keenly wary."
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
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Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*Wait... quick question Cyno: Do we also like get the skills and languages in our custom background? And if so can I homebrew a language for the kingdom?
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
ππ€ππ€ π©·ππ
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*You get the skills and languages for it, yes. And you can just say they speak a dialect of Common native to that region or choose another pre-existing language.*
β Ξ΄ cyno β’ he/him β’ number one paladin fan Ξ΄ β
making a smoothie for meta
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Ξ¦ β’ happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red β’ Ξ¦
*Okay. Thx!*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
ππ€ππ€ π©·ππ
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*Ah... the ship... very water... quite vehicle... possibly alcohol? Possibly quite oil. Very liquid.*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
ππ€ππ€ π©·ππ
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
βVienalatri isβ¦ near here?β
I hope y'all will remember me when I'm gone
(I'm gone now btw)
I may post occasionally? I won't roleplay though and I'll mostly post long essays about stuff you'll see eventually.
"It is on a different continent than the one we are entering, so no." He shakes his head.
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
ππ€ππ€ π©·ππ
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
βHrm. Thatβs interesting.β
I hope y'all will remember me when I'm gone
(I'm gone now btw)
I may post occasionally? I won't roleplay though and I'll mostly post long essays about stuff you'll see eventually.
He nods, bowing his head ever so slightly. "May I ask where your temple is?"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
ππ€ππ€ π©·ππ
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
One of the reasons no one seems to be misbehaving is due to an enormous sailor wearing chainmail, armed with weapons. Tattoos show on muscled skin of the 7 foot tall bouncer. A ruffled shirt and tricorn hat complete the rather intimidating fellow. Good thing heβs on your side. He drinks from a pitcher sized tankard, chatting with crew from time to time. He helps with lifting large crates and folding sails.
Prince Escavald looks to the sailor, standing at about the same height. He blinks, and spins a glass of wine towards the guy.
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
ππ€ππ€ π©·ππ
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Mad, as some sailors have called him looks at the prince, holding up his huge drink. βThe best way to enjoy a cruise is with a cup of brew.β, he smiles, βcheers lad.β He gets back to work, making ready for landing.
Escavald slimes back to him. "Cheers to you as well! Who might you be?" He asks, his seal of the owl on his chocker shining in the light.
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
ππ€ππ€ π©·ππ
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
βNameβs Madmardigyn. Friends call me Madβ¦ enemies do too, come to think of it.β
He chuckles. βSo which will you be?β
"Hopefully an ally. I wish not to start another w-" he blinks "weather raining with foes?"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
ππ€ππ€ π©·ππ
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.