Beau, the human(?) with the four masks and the feather tattoos is right outside the tavern, cloud gazing. They lay down on the grass, watching the few clouds in the sky drift by. They look to their side, where they’ve put their masks for now, and picks up the beautifully painted, gray and white owl mask. They study it, but set it down again, looking at their hands. Shaking. They take a deep breath and turn back to look up at the sky.
Walking over to them is an elven man with blonde hair and teal tips, which seems to be grown out a bit more than he's used to, his silver crescent hair clip holding it out of his face. The longsword at his side has draconic lettering, and his clothing is covered in a thin layer of flour. He sits a fair distance away, trying to give the person their space as he looks at the masks curiousl
They notice Kalnor, tilting their head as they look to them. Noticing his interest in the masks, Beau carefully picks one up with two hands- the red hare mask, and holds it out to show it to them. They smile.
the Hare mask is an exaggerated, colorfully painted white mask decorated with red paint and golden accents. It seems to be carved out of a single piece of wood.
He smiles back, examining the pattern "Thank you! Sorry if Im uh... Bothering you, or anything.. But your masks are very nice!"
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Beau, the human(?) with the four masks and the feather tattoos is right outside the tavern, cloud gazing. They lay down on the grass, watching the few clouds in the sky drift by. They look to their side, where they’ve put their masks for now, and picks up the beautifully painted, gray and white owl mask. They study it, but set it down again, looking at their hands. Shaking. They take a deep breath and turn back to look up at the sky.
Walking over to them is an elven man with blonde hair and teal tips, which seems to be grown out a bit more than he's used to, his silver crescent hair clip holding it out of his face. The longsword at his side has draconic lettering, and his clothing is covered in a thin layer of flour. He sits a fair distance away, trying to give the person their space as he looks at the masks curiousl
They notice Kalnor, tilting their head as they look to them. Noticing his interest in the masks, Beau carefully picks one up with two hands- the red hare mask, and holds it out to show it to them. They smile.
the Hare mask is an exaggerated, colorfully painted white mask decorated with red paint and golden accents. It seems to be carved out of a single piece of wood.
He smiles back, examining the pattern "Thank you! Sorry if Im uh... Bothering you, or anything.. But your masks are very nice!"
They grin. “I made them myself. Well, most of them.” They point to the owl mask on the ground next to them. “I didn’t carve that one.”
They grin. “I made them myself. Well, most of them.” They point to the owl mask on the ground next to them. “I didn’t carve that one.”
"Oh? Did someone you know give it to you? Or did you maybe find it somewhere?"
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They grin. “I made them myself. Well, most of them.” They point to the owl mask on the ground next to them. “I didn’t carve that one.”
"Oh? Did someone you know give it to you? Or did you maybe find it somewhere?"
They flip the owl mask so that it’s right side up for Kalnor to see. “…a friend gave it to me. I helped paint it, but she carved it. She was a lot better at making them than I am.” They look up to him. “I’m Beau, by the way. I like your hair clip!” They stand up, looking at Kalnor’s face.
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-How Do You Do, I- See you met my faithful handyman.He’s just a little brought down because, when you knocked, He thought you were the candyman-_
_-Queen on a throne of Bouquets-__-ready for Clown boy summer-_ _-A heart in Summer Nights-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
They grin. “I made them myself. Well, most of them.” They point to the owl mask on the ground next to them. “I didn’t carve that one.”
"Oh? Did someone you know give it to you? Or did you maybe find it somewhere?"
They flip the owl mask so that it’s right side up for Kalnor to see. “…a friend gave it to me. I helped paint it, but she carved it. She was a lot better at making them than I am.” They look up to him. “I’m Beau, by the way. I like your hair clip!” They stand up, looking at Kalnor’s face.
"I dont know about a lot better, they all look great to me!! And thank you, Beau! A friend of mine gave me the clip, too! Its nice to meet you, Im Kalnor"
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They grin. “I made them myself. Well, most of them.” They point to the owl mask on the ground next to them. “I didn’t carve that one.”
"Oh? Did someone you know give it to you? Or did you maybe find it somewhere?"
They flip the owl mask so that it’s right side up for Kalnor to see. “…a friend gave it to me. I helped paint it, but she carved it. She was a lot better at making them than I am.” They look up to him. “I’m Beau, by the way. I like your hair clip!” They stand up, looking at Kalnor’s face.
"I dont know about a lot better, they all look great to me!! And thank you, Beau! A friend of mine gave me the clip, too! Its nice to meet you, Im Kalnor"
“A pleasure to meet you too, Kalnor!” They do a little bow, taking a few steps back and brushing the hair out of their face. “Where are you from? I’ve never met a Kalnor before.”
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-How Do You Do, I- See you met my faithful handyman.He’s just a little brought down because, when you knocked, He thought you were the candyman-_
_-Queen on a throne of Bouquets-__-ready for Clown boy summer-_ _-A heart in Summer Nights-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
They grin. “I made them myself. Well, most of them.” They point to the owl mask on the ground next to them. “I didn’t carve that one.”
"Oh? Did someone you know give it to you? Or did you maybe find it somewhere?"
They flip the owl mask so that it’s right side up for Kalnor to see. “…a friend gave it to me. I helped paint it, but she carved it. She was a lot better at making them than I am.” They look up to him. “I’m Beau, by the way. I like your hair clip!” They stand up, looking at Kalnor’s face.
"I dont know about a lot better, they all look great to me!! And thank you, Beau! A friend of mine gave me the clip, too! Its nice to meet you, Im Kalnor"
“A pleasure to meet you too, Kalnor!” They do a little bow, taking a few steps back and brushing the hair out of their face. “Where are you from? I’ve never met a Kalnor before.”
"A world called Sogel, if you've heard of it! Its one of the more common names, there. How about you?"
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They grin. “I made them myself. Well, most of them.” They point to the owl mask on the ground next to them. “I didn’t carve that one.”
"Oh? Did someone you know give it to you? Or did you maybe find it somewhere?"
They flip the owl mask so that it’s right side up for Kalnor to see. “…a friend gave it to me. I helped paint it, but she carved it. She was a lot better at making them than I am.” They look up to him. “I’m Beau, by the way. I like your hair clip!” They stand up, looking at Kalnor’s face.
"I dont know about a lot better, they all look great to me!! And thank you, Beau! A friend of mine gave me the clip, too! Its nice to meet you, Im Kalnor"
“A pleasure to meet you too, Kalnor!” They do a little bow, taking a few steps back and brushing the hair out of their face. “Where are you from? I’ve never met a Kalnor before.”
"A world called Sogel, if you've heard of it! Its one of the more common names, there. How about you?"
They think for a moment. “That direction.” They point eastwards. “If you follow the right path. Karschra, if we’re talking about worlds.” They take a step and change their footing, circling around Kalnor and picking up their masks. “What’s Sogel like? Or, well, the part of it you’re from.”
They grin. “I made them myself. Well, most of them.” They point to the owl mask on the ground next to them. “I didn’t carve that one.”
"Oh? Did someone you know give it to you? Or did you maybe find it somewhere?"
They flip the owl mask so that it’s right side up for Kalnor to see. “…a friend gave it to me. I helped paint it, but she carved it. She was a lot better at making them than I am.” They look up to him. “I’m Beau, by the way. I like your hair clip!” They stand up, looking at Kalnor’s face.
"I dont know about a lot better, they all look great to me!! And thank you, Beau! A friend of mine gave me the clip, too! Its nice to meet you, Im Kalnor"
“A pleasure to meet you too, Kalnor!” They do a little bow, taking a few steps back and brushing the hair out of their face. “Where are you from? I’ve never met a Kalnor before.”
"A world called Sogel, if you've heard of it! Its one of the more common names, there. How about you?"
They think for a moment. “That direction.” They point eastwards. “If you follow the right path. Karschra, if we’re talking about worlds.” They take a step and change their footing, circling around Kalnor and picking up their masks. “What’s Sogel like? Or, well, the part of it you’re from.”
"Karschra?" He puts a hand on his chin, thinking a moment "I dont think I've heard of that one before. Sogel is... Well, its very chaotic! On the higher emd when it comes to magic- Especially wild magic. Has a tendency to randomly portal people and things in with almost no way to predict it"
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Baske, after accepting the two potions from the strange mouse with a bit of a befuddled expression, turns back to the wounded individual in their arms and gently hands them one of the potions. "My name is Baske Wyreleim. You're injured. Drink this, it'll help." They respond gently, pulling their visor up to show a bit of their face. "Did something attack you? Is it following you here now?" They look around a bit, assessing the people in the room quickly before turning back to the injured person. "I'm helping because it is the right thing to do, if you're asking. I don't like seeing people bleeding out on the floor."
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I'm stuck in this damn valley with a horse I forgot to name. I'm probably Cyno, unless another Cyno says otherwise.
They nod. “If you’re usin’ Hydra blood and dragon fire for a harpoon, what materials are you stocking up on for a whole set of armor?” They look at the cowboy hat. “I might be able to fix that up.”
Baske notices that a few of the keys are… very oddly shaped. And some are made of wood. Two or three seem to be ivory.
"That's the real question, isn't it? I.. haven't decided yet. Dragonsteel is difficult to produce in large quantities, shell armor is the standard but isn't exactly as practical for my line of work, and I honestly have trouble with the design aspect. I'm considering searching for possibly creatures with thicker natural scales or shells I can use, but it still seems a bit cumbersome." They blink. "You'd fix my hat? You don't need to do that. I'm not exactly looking to spend money on repairs at the moment."
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I'm stuck in this damn valley with a horse I forgot to name. I'm probably Cyno, unless another Cyno says otherwise.
“How’d you know?” He asks, eyes downcast. “Hunting something other than whales with that harpoon?” He goes silent for a second, grabbing the drink the bartender poured him and swirling around the ice without taking a sip, before looking back up to speak again. “You can call me Tarin if you want to.”
"People rarely keep tallies of other things. Killing is an intimate and emotional act with very little equal." Baske nods. "I don't typically hunt whales. The harpoon is for self defense mostly, or for wrangling. I can guide its movement in the way one might throw a lasso, but with more precision. And it's nice to meet you, Tarin."
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I'm stuck in this damn valley with a horse I forgot to name. I'm probably Cyno, unless another Cyno says otherwise.
The crunching of glass within a crushing maw sounds through the quiet stalls of the interior tavern as a figure suddenly materializes at the door, lacking any semblance of grandeur in their plane shift- merely the spontaneous shimmer of a form unblurring from the background, along with a gust of snowbearing wind, leading the space near the door dropping by several degrees all at once. They step in, taking motions to the bar without stopping to acknowledge a singular person within the tavern at large- even hesitating to make eye contact, seemingly-- or, perhaps, not bothering to. Their outfit seems freshly tailored to be used in combat, with layers of overlapping charcoal colored leathers shaped to function almost as scales, with the silver nails serving the only "design" upon the entirety of their leathers. The only other clothing they seem to have (beyond their deep, just off-black brown boots) appears to be deeply maroon hued scarf wrapped around their neck- ornate in design with a structure similar to that of a tapestry, though with the folds covering many of the designs, all that comes to be visible is the silver-edges design of the rising sun overtop a large mountain range, hanging down behind their back. They sit at the bar, pulling their scarf down to reveal more of their cooled coffee skin--with small, angular black tattoos, coming visible at their cheeks-- to mutter something- just barely audible to the person right before them- certainly not to anyone farther. They look down into the bar after ordering, pulling a sheathe from their hip and propping it up against the bar- the hilt of the far-past-practicality long katana brushing against their darkened, amber colored hair that messily falls behind their back- flakes of snow still caught within.
Baske, after accepting the two potions from the strange mouse with a bit of a befuddled expression, turns back to the wounded individual in their arms and gently hands them one of the potions. "My name is Baske Wyreleim. You're injured. Drink this, it'll help." They respond gently, pulling their visor up to show a bit of their face. "Did something attack you? Is it following you here now?" They look around a bit, assessing the people in the room quickly before turning back to the injured person. "I'm helping because it is the right thing to do, if you're asking. I don't like seeing people bleeding out on the floor."
The person stares a few moments, their eyes seeming to carefully examine his expression, before quickly glancing away, pocketing whatever was in the hand at their chest, before using it to carefully take the potion, slowly taking small sips of the liquid *Assuming normal healing potion: 7* "Y-yes, there was an attack... But n-no, theres no way he'll arrive here..." They adjust themselves a bit, freeing their other hand from the floor as they balance themselves slightly better "Right thing to do... Its... Been a while since I heard that phrase... Baske, you said?"
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They nod. “If you’re usin’ Hydra blood and dragon fire for a harpoon, what materials are you stocking up on for a whole set of armor?” They look at the cowboy hat. “I might be able to fix that up.”
Baske notices that a few of the keys are… very oddly shaped. And some are made of wood. Two or three seem to be ivory.
"That's the real question, isn't it? I.. haven't decided yet. Dragonsteel is difficult to produce in large quantities, shell armor is the standard but isn't exactly as practical for my line of work, and I honestly have trouble with the design aspect. I'm considering searching for possibly creatures with thicker natural scales or shells I can use, but it still seems a bit cumbersome." They blink. "You'd fix my hat? You don't need to do that. I'm not exactly looking to spend money on repairs at the moment."
They blink too. “Do you still have any hydra blood? Even a bit. I promise, I’m a pretty good milliner.”
*Beau fixing the hat would give it some random, minor fantastical property if it isn’t already magical, though they don’t mention this*
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-How Do You Do, I- See you met my faithful handyman.He’s just a little brought down because, when you knocked, He thought you were the candyman-_
_-Queen on a throne of Bouquets-__-ready for Clown boy summer-_ _-A heart in Summer Nights-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
They grin. “I made them myself. Well, most of them.” They point to the owl mask on the ground next to them. “I didn’t carve that one.”
"Oh? Did someone you know give it to you? Or did you maybe find it somewhere?"
They flip the owl mask so that it’s right side up for Kalnor to see. “…a friend gave it to me. I helped paint it, but she carved it. She was a lot better at making them than I am.” They look up to him. “I’m Beau, by the way. I like your hair clip!” They stand up, looking at Kalnor’s face.
"I dont know about a lot better, they all look great to me!! And thank you, Beau! A friend of mine gave me the clip, too! Its nice to meet you, Im Kalnor"
“A pleasure to meet you too, Kalnor!” They do a little bow, taking a few steps back and brushing the hair out of their face. “Where are you from? I’ve never met a Kalnor before.”
"A world called Sogel, if you've heard of it! Its one of the more common names, there. How about you?"
They think for a moment. “That direction.” They point eastwards. “If you follow the right path. Karschra, if we’re talking about worlds.” They take a step and change their footing, circling around Kalnor and picking up their masks. “What’s Sogel like? Or, well, the part of it you’re from.”
"Karschra?" He puts a hand on his chin, thinking a moment "I dont think I've heard of that one before. Sogel is... Well, its very chaotic! On the higher emd when it comes to magic- Especially wild magic. Has a tendency to randomly portal people and things in with almost no way to predict it"
“That’s so strange… how do people deal with it? Must cause some problems.” They fall back down on the grass, picking at a few of the longer blades and weaving them together.
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-How Do You Do, I- See you met my faithful handyman.He’s just a little brought down because, when you knocked, He thought you were the candyman-_
_-Queen on a throne of Bouquets-__-ready for Clown boy summer-_ _-A heart in Summer Nights-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
Baske squints, visor still pulled up as they attend to the injured person on the floor, not blinking even for the second their eyes meet until the newcomer notices the slight flicker of a nearly transparent, second eyelid draw upwards across their eyes in a diagonal fashion— amphibian-like or possibly reptilian, it’s hard to tell. “It’s too warm outside for snow.” They comment, raising an eyebrow as their gaze runs over the katana and their hair. “You look familiar. Have we met before?“
Baske then turns back to the person they’re currently holding, propping the individual up on a chair as they take a few steps back to give them some space. “May I ask what you were attacked for as well? And yes, it does seem rare I suppose. I can’t say it’s typical for me to… I guess rescue injured people.” They pause. “My name is Baske, yes. Do you have a name?”
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I'm stuck in this damn valley with a horse I forgot to name. I'm probably Cyno, unless another Cyno says otherwise.
“That’s so strange… how do people deal with it? Must cause some problems.” They fall back down on the grass, picking at a few of the longer blades and weaving them together.
He shrugs, looking up to the sky "We just get used to it, I suppose. Itll cause problems every now and again, but the chaos has a way of balancing itself out. Honestly, itd feel more odd to have nothing weird happen in a day"
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“That’s so strange… how do people deal with it? Must cause some problems.” They fall back down on the grass, picking at a few of the longer blades and weaving them together.
He shrugs, looking up to the sky "We just get used to it, I suppose. Itll cause problems every now and again, but the chaos has a way of balancing itself out. Honestly, itd feel more odd to have nothing weird happen in a day"
“That’s kind of beautiful.” They look to Kalnor. “How’d you get here, then? Random portal?” They giggle.
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-How Do You Do, I- See you met my faithful handyman.He’s just a little brought down because, when you knocked, He thought you were the candyman-_
_-Queen on a throne of Bouquets-__-ready for Clown boy summer-_ _-A heart in Summer Nights-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
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He smiles back, examining the pattern "Thank you! Sorry if Im uh... Bothering you, or anything.. But your masks are very nice!"
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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)
They grin. “I made them myself. Well, most of them.” They point to the owl mask on the ground next to them. “I didn’t carve that one.”
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-How Do You Do, I- See you met my faithful handyman. He’s just a little brought down because, when you knocked, He thought you were the candyman-_
_-Queen on a throne of Bouquets-_ _-ready for Clown boy summer-_ _-A heart in Summer Nights-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
"Oh? Did someone you know give it to you? Or did you maybe find it somewhere?"
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)
They flip the owl mask so that it’s right side up for Kalnor to see. “…a friend gave it to me. I helped paint it, but she carved it. She was a lot better at making them than I am.” They look up to him. “I’m Beau, by the way. I like your hair clip!” They stand up, looking at Kalnor’s face.
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-How Do You Do, I- See you met my faithful handyman. He’s just a little brought down because, when you knocked, He thought you were the candyman-_
_-Queen on a throne of Bouquets-_ _-ready for Clown boy summer-_ _-A heart in Summer Nights-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
"I dont know about a lot better, they all look great to me!! And thank you, Beau! A friend of mine gave me the clip, too! Its nice to meet you, Im Kalnor"
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)
“A pleasure to meet you too, Kalnor!” They do a little bow, taking a few steps back and brushing the hair out of their face. “Where are you from? I’ve never met a Kalnor before.”
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-How Do You Do, I- See you met my faithful handyman. He’s just a little brought down because, when you knocked, He thought you were the candyman-_
_-Queen on a throne of Bouquets-_ _-ready for Clown boy summer-_ _-A heart in Summer Nights-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
"A world called Sogel, if you've heard of it! Its one of the more common names, there. How about you?"
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)
They think for a moment. “That direction.” They point eastwards. “If you follow the right path. Karschra, if we’re talking about worlds.” They take a step and change their footing, circling around Kalnor and picking up their masks. “What’s Sogel like? Or, well, the part of it you’re from.”
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-How Do You Do, I- See you met my faithful handyman. He’s just a little brought down because, when you knocked, He thought you were the candyman-_
_-Queen on a throne of Bouquets-_ _-ready for Clown boy summer-_ _-A heart in Summer Nights-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
"Karschra?" He puts a hand on his chin, thinking a moment "I dont think I've heard of that one before. Sogel is... Well, its very chaotic! On the higher emd when it comes to magic- Especially wild magic. Has a tendency to randomly portal people and things in with almost no way to predict it"
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)
Baske, after accepting the two potions from the strange mouse with a bit of a befuddled expression, turns back to the wounded individual in their arms and gently hands them one of the potions. "My name is Baske Wyreleim. You're injured. Drink this, it'll help." They respond gently, pulling their visor up to show a bit of their face. "Did something attack you? Is it following you here now?" They look around a bit, assessing the people in the room quickly before turning back to the injured person. "I'm helping because it is the right thing to do, if you're asking. I don't like seeing people bleeding out on the floor."
I'm stuck in this damn valley with a horse I forgot to name.
I'm probably Cyno, unless another Cyno says otherwise.
"That's the real question, isn't it? I.. haven't decided yet. Dragonsteel is difficult to produce in large quantities, shell armor is the standard but isn't exactly as practical for my line of work, and I honestly have trouble with the design aspect. I'm considering searching for possibly creatures with thicker natural scales or shells I can use, but it still seems a bit cumbersome." They blink. "You'd fix my hat? You don't need to do that. I'm not exactly looking to spend money on repairs at the moment."
I'm stuck in this damn valley with a horse I forgot to name.
I'm probably Cyno, unless another Cyno says otherwise.
"People rarely keep tallies of other things. Killing is an intimate and emotional act with very little equal." Baske nods. "I don't typically hunt whales. The harpoon is for self defense mostly, or for wrangling. I can guide its movement in the way one might throw a lasso, but with more precision. And it's nice to meet you, Tarin."
I'm stuck in this damn valley with a horse I forgot to name.
I'm probably Cyno, unless another Cyno says otherwise.
The crunching of glass within a crushing maw sounds through the quiet stalls of the interior tavern as a figure suddenly materializes at the door, lacking any semblance of grandeur in their plane shift- merely the spontaneous shimmer of a form unblurring from the background, along with a gust of snowbearing wind, leading the space near the door dropping by several degrees all at once. They step in, taking motions to the bar without stopping to acknowledge a singular person within the tavern at large- even hesitating to make eye contact, seemingly-- or, perhaps, not bothering to. Their outfit seems freshly tailored to be used in combat, with layers of overlapping charcoal colored leathers shaped to function almost as scales, with the silver nails serving the only "design" upon the entirety of their leathers. The only other clothing they seem to have (beyond their deep, just off-black brown boots) appears to be deeply maroon hued scarf wrapped around their neck- ornate in design with a structure similar to that of a tapestry, though with the folds covering many of the designs, all that comes to be visible is the silver-edges design of the rising sun overtop a large mountain range, hanging down behind their back. They sit at the bar, pulling their scarf down to reveal more of their cooled coffee skin--with small, angular black tattoos, coming visible at their cheeks-- to mutter something- just barely audible to the person right before them- certainly not to anyone farther. They look down into the bar after ordering, pulling a sheathe from their hip and propping it up against the bar- the hilt of the far-past-practicality long katana brushing against their darkened, amber colored hair that messily falls behind their back- flakes of snow still caught within.
say hi meta
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i miss repelt :[
The person stares a few moments, their eyes seeming to carefully examine his expression, before quickly glancing away, pocketing whatever was in the hand at their chest, before using it to carefully take the potion, slowly taking small sips of the liquid *Assuming normal healing potion: 7* "Y-yes, there was an attack... But n-no, theres no way he'll arrive here..." They adjust themselves a bit, freeing their other hand from the floor as they balance themselves slightly better "Right thing to do... Its... Been a while since I heard that phrase... Baske, you said?"
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)
*I would join this. But I don't think I can rp at this level period.*
Hello! Call me Tana or 타나
My pronouns are They/them (idc.)
I will always support you. Because that is my way of showing how much I care
Current List of Children: Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, Link, SuperDog, and Foalin.
I have Autism. And, you would probably call me Trans Femme, Pansexual pancake, and Ace
Current Dice Code: [roll]1d6[/roll] + [roll]1d6[/roll] + [roll]1d6[/roll] + [roll]1d6[/roll] + [roll]1d6[/roll] = [roll][roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
They blink too. “Do you still have any hydra blood? Even a bit. I promise, I’m a pretty good milliner.”
*Beau fixing the hat would give it some random, minor fantastical property if it isn’t already magical, though they don’t mention this*
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-How Do You Do, I- See you met my faithful handyman. He’s just a little brought down because, when you knocked, He thought you were the candyman-_
_-Queen on a throne of Bouquets-_ _-ready for Clown boy summer-_ _-A heart in Summer Nights-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
“That’s so strange… how do people deal with it? Must cause some problems.” They fall back down on the grass, picking at a few of the longer blades and weaving them together.
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-How Do You Do, I- See you met my faithful handyman. He’s just a little brought down because, when you knocked, He thought you were the candyman-_
_-Queen on a throne of Bouquets-_ _-ready for Clown boy summer-_ _-A heart in Summer Nights-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
I'm stuck in this damn valley with a horse I forgot to name.
I'm probably Cyno, unless another Cyno says otherwise.
He shrugs, looking up to the sky "We just get used to it, I suppose. Itll cause problems every now and again, but the chaos has a way of balancing itself out. Honestly, itd feel more odd to have nothing weird happen in a day"
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)
“That’s kind of beautiful.” They look to Kalnor. “How’d you get here, then? Random portal?” They giggle.
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-How Do You Do, I- See you met my faithful handyman. He’s just a little brought down because, when you knocked, He thought you were the candyman-_
_-Queen on a throne of Bouquets-_ _-ready for Clown boy summer-_ _-A heart in Summer Nights-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”