Jason laughs and trys to catch them: Guessing acrobatics:32
Gordon yips and tries to hide his massive fluffy body but its no use. Jason had grabbed him. Gordon whined and tried to paw the ground as keli'so and Jason dragged him outside to the creek
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Whistling. That’s what they all said they heard.. whistling. Screaming in their cells.. crying and shrieking, begging to be saved. From the ‘whistler.’ We never saw it happen.. not directly. But when the cadavers were found in the morning.. It’s not suicide that leaves black pits where your eyes would be. A red hole where your heart would be. Musical notes daubed on the walls.. dark and sluggish, the smell worse than the mortuary where the butchers do their work. We brought in spellcasters, priests, musicians, tried to find out what was happening.. No-one could figure it out. Then, a private saw the doctor. Said he had a complaint.. whenever he did is rounds in the prison, he heard.. whistling. That’s when the real panic happened. Before, it was just the inmates. Psychopaths, every one of them.. no-one shed at a tear at their passage. When a guard died.. it was a whole new picture. A grim one. Dozens handed in their badges. Including me, I’m ashamed to say.. Though better shamed than killed. No-one goes near the prison now, save a few fools looking for a thrill. It’s said whistling can still be heard, after hours, when the tours have ended. And more than one corpse has washed up on the shoal, heart and eyes merely holes. Even as my eyesight fails, and my hear stutters, I’ll sleep easy knowing - The hand that slammed the book shut was peculiar, to say the least. Apparently constructed of some kind of metal, yet with the same dexterity of a normal appendage, it was nonetheless unnerving. He stretched, his white hair nearly glowing against his purple-black skin as his red eyes watched the gently swaying chandelier above. His fingers played across the flute hanging off his chain necklace, itching to try. To play again. As always, he stilled the urge.. for now. He’d have to indulge again. Soon. But not now.. With that promise in his head, he fell asleep to the gentle whisper of waves.
When he woke, the whole ship was filled with corpses.
Cutscene end.*
*This exists.*
*Its dope*
*Thanks. I was wondering cause I posted it and no-one responded :/. It’s plot relevant, by the way.*
*Yeah, I upvoted it cuz I thought it was cool.*
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The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that... "Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent* "Eliksni must rise...yes?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
"D-dammit..." He cuts the body down, and takes her and her stuff back to the tavern "Everyone.... I need help..."
"Does anyone have a white cloth?"
Eddie walks over with a towel. "Here. Take this...Eight of Swords..." Eddie took out a rusted metal card and sighed as he gazed at it and then pocketed it. "That was my guy..." His fist clenched. "I didn't...How did I...Too. Slow." He muttered.
"Your.... Guy? What do you mean? Do you know something of what happened to her??"
"My target- the murderer who killed my friend." Eddie grumbled. "I'm a detective." He explained, then he took out the metal card and placed it on the table. It was an Eight of Swords. "This was the card my friend had before he died...the creature that killed him wanted it but I got it first."
"Hm.... So the incidents are likely connected? Are you investigating this creature?"
"Indeed." Eddie dipped his fedora slightly. "The name's Eddie Goodnight."
"Im Muscaszaar, Wolkarch of the Pride of Graxzure Rock." He bows a bit "Do you need to examine the body?"
"Yeah, that would be nice..." Eddie began his investigation. "WOAH!" Eddie backed away. "SHE AIN'T DEAD."
"What?!! Should I try healing her?? I have more spell slots!!"
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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)
Whistling. That’s what they all said they heard.. whistling. Screaming in their cells.. crying and shrieking, begging to be saved. From the ‘whistler.’ We never saw it happen.. not directly. But when the cadavers were found in the morning.. It’s not suicide that leaves black pits where your eyes would be. A red hole where your heart would be. Musical notes daubed on the walls.. dark and sluggish, the smell worse than the mortuary where the butchers do their work. We brought in spellcasters, priests, musicians, tried to find out what was happening.. No-one could figure it out. Then, a private saw the doctor. Said he had a complaint.. whenever he did is rounds in the prison, he heard.. whistling. That’s when the real panic happened. Before, it was just the inmates. Psychopaths, every one of them.. no-one shed at a tear at their passage. When a guard died.. it was a whole new picture. A grim one. Dozens handed in their badges. Including me, I’m ashamed to say.. Though better shamed than killed. No-one goes near the prison now, save a few fools looking for a thrill. It’s said whistling can still be heard, after hours, when the tours have ended. And more than one corpse has washed up on the shoal, heart and eyes merely holes. Even as my eyesight fails, and my hear stutters, I’ll sleep easy knowing - The hand that slammed the book shut was peculiar, to say the least. Apparently constructed of some kind of metal, yet with the same dexterity of a normal appendage, it was nonetheless unnerving. He stretched, his white hair nearly glowing against his purple-black skin as his red eyes watched the gently swaying chandelier above. His fingers played across the flute hanging off his chain necklace, itching to try. To play again. As always, he stilled the urge.. for now. He’d have to indulge again. Soon. But not now.. With that promise in his head, he fell asleep to the gentle whisper of waves.
When he woke, the whole ship was filled with corpses.
Cutscene end.*
*This exists.*
*Its dope*
*Thanks. I was wondering cause I posted it and no-one responded :/. It’s plot relevant, by the way.*
*VTL, we haven't RPed together in a long time. You up for a convo IC?*
*Sure! I'm actually planning on introducing a new character rq...*
A small figure around three feet tall enters the Tavern. They are wearing a strange horned white helmet while the rest of them seems to be garbed in some sort of void-black material. Sheathed on their back is a long sword. It looks around curiously.
Steph walks over and says hi. "That's an interesting material you are wearing. Could I have a closer look?"
*Yay!*
*Is this Steph or Demetri or whatever you named her lol.*
The creature tilts their head and stares.
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The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that... "Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent* "Eliksni must rise...yes?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
Jason laughs and trys to catch them: Guessing acrobatics:32
Gordon yips and tries to hide his massive fluffy body but its no use. Jason had grabbed him. Gordon whined and tried to paw the ground as keli'so and Jason dragged him outside to the creek
"D-dammit..." He cuts the body down, and takes her and her stuff back to the tavern "Everyone.... I need help..."
"Does anyone have a white cloth?"
Eddie walks over with a towel. "Here. Take this...Eight of Swords..." Eddie took out a rusted metal card and sighed as he gazed at it and then pocketed it. "That was my guy..." His fist clenched. "I didn't...How did I...Too. Slow." He muttered.
"Your.... Guy? What do you mean? Do you know something of what happened to her??"
"My target- the murderer who killed my friend." Eddie grumbled. "I'm a detective." He explained, then he took out the metal card and placed it on the table. It was an Eight of Swords. "This was the card my friend had before he died...the creature that killed him wanted it but I got it first."
"Hm.... So the incidents are likely connected? Are you investigating this creature?"
"Indeed." Eddie dipped his fedora slightly. "The name's Eddie Goodnight."
"Im Muscaszaar, Wolkarch of the Pride of Graxzure Rock." He bows a bit "Do you need to examine the body?"
"Yeah, that would be nice..." Eddie began his investigation. "WOAH!" Eddie backed away. "SHE AIN'T DEAD."
"What?!! Should I try healing her?? I have more spell slots!!"
"Hahaha!" Eddie rushed back over the body and put two fingers on her neck. "Well...she's mostly dead, heh. We'll call it a coma for the time being...Yeah...she's in deep sleep, right now."
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The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that... "Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent* "Eliksni must rise...yes?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
"D-dammit..." He cuts the body down, and takes her and her stuff back to the tavern "Everyone.... I need help..."
"Does anyone have a white cloth?"
Eddie walks over with a towel. "Here. Take this...Eight of Swords..." Eddie took out a rusted metal card and sighed as he gazed at it and then pocketed it. "That was my guy..." His fist clenched. "I didn't...How did I...Too. Slow." He muttered.
"Your.... Guy? What do you mean? Do you know something of what happened to her??"
"My target- the murderer who killed my friend." Eddie grumbled. "I'm a detective." He explained, then he took out the metal card and placed it on the table. It was an Eight of Swords. "This was the card my friend had before he died...the creature that killed him wanted it but I got it first."
"Hm.... So the incidents are likely connected? Are you investigating this creature?"
"Indeed." Eddie dipped his fedora slightly. "The name's Eddie Goodnight."
"Im Muscaszaar, Wolkarch of the Pride of Graxzure Rock." He bows a bit "Do you need to examine the body?"
"Yeah, that would be nice..." Eddie began his investigation. "WOAH!" Eddie backed away. "SHE AIN'T DEAD."
"What?!! Should I try healing her?? I have more spell slots!!"
"Hahaha!" Eddie rushed back over the body and put two fingers on her neck. "Well...she's mostly dead, heh. We'll call it a coma for the time being...Yeah...she's in deep sleep, right now."
"A coma?? Do you know any way to help her?!"
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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)
*VTL, we haven't RPed together in a long time. You up for a convo IC?*
*Sure! I'm actually planning on introducing a new character rq...*
A small figure around three feet tall enters the Tavern. They are wearing a strange horned white helmet while the rest of them seems to be garbed in some sort of void-black material. Sheathed on their back is a long sword. It looks around curiously.
Steph walks over and says hi. "That's an interesting material you are wearing. Could I have a closer look?"
*Yay!*
*Is this Steph or Demetri or whatever you named her lol.*
The creature tilts their head and stares.
*There's Stephany, Demesne and Steph. Steph is a green haired, punk runescribe. Daughter of Demesne and Graz'zt, though she doesn't know that.*
Whistling. That’s what they all said they heard.. whistling. Screaming in their cells.. crying and shrieking, begging to be saved. From the ‘whistler.’ We never saw it happen.. not directly. But when the cadavers were found in the morning.. It’s not suicide that leaves black pits where your eyes would be. A red hole where your heart would be. Musical notes daubed on the walls.. dark and sluggish, the smell worse than the mortuary where the butchers do their work. We brought in spellcasters, priests, musicians, tried to find out what was happening.. No-one could figure it out. Then, a private saw the doctor. Said he had a complaint.. whenever he did is rounds in the prison, he heard.. whistling. That’s when the real panic happened. Before, it was just the inmates. Psychopaths, every one of them.. no-one shed at a tear at their passage. When a guard died.. it was a whole new picture. A grim one. Dozens handed in their badges. Including me, I’m ashamed to say.. Though better shamed than killed. No-one goes near the prison now, save a few fools looking for a thrill. It’s said whistling can still be heard, after hours, when the tours have ended. And more than one corpse has washed up on the shoal, heart and eyes merely holes. Even as my eyesight fails, and my hear stutters, I’ll sleep easy knowing - The hand that slammed the book shut was peculiar, to say the least. Apparently constructed of some kind of metal, yet with the same dexterity of a normal appendage, it was nonetheless unnerving. He stretched, his white hair nearly glowing against his purple-black skin as his red eyes watched the gently swaying chandelier above. His fingers played across the flute hanging off his chain necklace, itching to try. To play again. As always, he stilled the urge.. for now. He’d have to indulge again. Soon. But not now.. With that promise in his head, he fell asleep to the gentle whisper of waves.
When he woke, the whole ship was filled with corpses.
Cutscene end.*
*This exists.*
*Its dope*
*Thanks. I was wondering cause I posted it and no-one responded :/. It’s plot relevant, by the way.*
*VTL, we haven't RPed together in a long time. You up for a convo IC?*
*Sure! I'm actually planning on introducing a new character rq...*
A small figure around three feet tall enters the Tavern. They are wearing a strange horned white helmet while the rest of them seems to be garbed in some sort of void-black material. Sheathed on their back is a long sword. It looks around curiously.
Steph walks over and says hi. "That's an interesting material you are wearing. Could I have a closer look?"
*Yay!*
*Is this Steph or Demetri or whatever you named her lol.*
The creature tilts their head and stares.
*There's Stephany, Demesne and Steph. Steph is a green haired, punk runescribe. Daughter of Demesne and Graz'zt, though she doesn't know that.*
Steph shrugs," No? Well, what's your name?"
What is my name? The creature repeated to herself. I do not have such titles.
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The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that... "Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent* "Eliksni must rise...yes?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
"D-dammit..." He cuts the body down, and takes her and her stuff back to the tavern "Everyone.... I need help..."
"Does anyone have a white cloth?"
Eddie walks over with a towel. "Here. Take this...Eight of Swords..." Eddie took out a rusted metal card and sighed as he gazed at it and then pocketed it. "That was my guy..." His fist clenched. "I didn't...How did I...Too. Slow." He muttered.
"Your.... Guy? What do you mean? Do you know something of what happened to her??"
"My target- the murderer who killed my friend." Eddie grumbled. "I'm a detective." He explained, then he took out the metal card and placed it on the table. It was an Eight of Swords. "This was the card my friend had before he died...the creature that killed him wanted it but I got it first."
"Hm.... So the incidents are likely connected? Are you investigating this creature?"
"Indeed." Eddie dipped his fedora slightly. "The name's Eddie Goodnight."
"Im Muscaszaar, Wolkarch of the Pride of Graxzure Rock." He bows a bit "Do you need to examine the body?"
"Yeah, that would be nice..." Eddie began his investigation. "WOAH!" Eddie backed away. "SHE AIN'T DEAD."
"What?!! Should I try healing her?? I have more spell slots!!"
"Hahaha!" Eddie rushed back over the body and put two fingers on her neck. "Well...she's mostly dead, heh. We'll call it a coma for the time being...Yeah...she's in deep sleep, right now."
"A coma?? Do you know any way to help her?!"
"Well..." He gestured to her grievous wounds. "You can heal her physically, but this also mental and psychological as well. So take care of her cuts and bruises first, get her comfortable and we'll just have to wait and see if she pulls through."
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The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that... "Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent* "Eliksni must rise...yes?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
Jason laughs and trys to catch them: Guessing acrobatics:32
Gordon yips and tries to hide his massive fluffy body but its no use. Jason had grabbed him. Gordon whined and tried to paw the ground as keli'so and Jason dragged him outside to the creek
"Time for a bath buddy."
"w H I n e" he replied as kelipso brought along the soap and towels.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*VTL, we haven't RPed together in a long time. You up for a convo IC?*
*Sure! I'm actually planning on introducing a new character rq...*
A small figure around three feet tall enters the Tavern. They are wearing a strange horned white helmet while the rest of them seems to be garbed in some sort of void-black material. Sheathed on their back is a long sword. It looks around curiously.
Steph walks over and says hi. "That's an interesting material you are wearing. Could I have a closer look?"
*Yay!*
*Is this Steph or Demetri or whatever you named her lol.*
The creature tilts their head and stares.
*There's Stephany, Demesne and Steph. Steph is a green haired, punk runescribe. Daughter of Demesne and Graz'zt, though she doesn't know that.*
Steph shrugs," No? Well, what's your name?"
What is my name? The creature repeated to herself. I do not have such titles.
*VTL, we haven't RPed together in a long time. You up for a convo IC?*
*Sure! I'm actually planning on introducing a new character rq...*
A small figure around three feet tall enters the Tavern. They are wearing a strange horned white helmet while the rest of them seems to be garbed in some sort of void-black material. Sheathed on their back is a long sword. It looks around curiously.
Steph walks over and says hi. "That's an interesting material you are wearing. Could I have a closer look?"
*Yay!*
*Is this Steph or Demetri or whatever you named her lol.*
The creature tilts their head and stares.
*There's Stephany, Demesne and Steph. Steph is a green haired, punk runescribe. Daughter of Demesne and Graz'zt, though she doesn't know that.*
Steph shrugs," No? Well, what's your name?"
What is my name? The creature repeated to herself. I do not have such titles.
"What should I call you then?"
I do not know. I do not care.
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The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that... "Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent* "Eliksni must rise...yes?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
*VTL, we haven't RPed together in a long time. You up for a convo IC?*
*Sure! I'm actually planning on introducing a new character rq...*
A small figure around three feet tall enters the Tavern. They are wearing a strange horned white helmet while the rest of them seems to be garbed in some sort of void-black material. Sheathed on their back is a long sword. It looks around curiously.
Steph walks over and says hi. "That's an interesting material you are wearing. Could I have a closer look?"
*Yay!*
*Is this Steph or Demetri or whatever you named her lol.*
The creature tilts their head and stares.
*There's Stephany, Demesne and Steph. Steph is a green haired, punk runescribe. Daughter of Demesne and Graz'zt, though she doesn't know that.*
Steph shrugs," No? Well, what's your name?"
What is my name? The creature repeated to herself. I do not have such titles.
"What should I call you then?"
I do not know. I do not care.
"I'm going to call you Donald. I'm Steph. So, what brings you here, Donald?"
"D-dammit..." He cuts the body down, and takes her and her stuff back to the tavern "Everyone.... I need help..."
"Does anyone have a white cloth?"
Eddie walks over with a towel. "Here. Take this...Eight of Swords..." Eddie took out a rusted metal card and sighed as he gazed at it and then pocketed it. "That was my guy..." His fist clenched. "I didn't...How did I...Too. Slow." He muttered.
"Your.... Guy? What do you mean? Do you know something of what happened to her??"
"My target- the murderer who killed my friend." Eddie grumbled. "I'm a detective." He explained, then he took out the metal card and placed it on the table. It was an Eight of Swords. "This was the card my friend had before he died...the creature that killed him wanted it but I got it first."
"Hm.... So the incidents are likely connected? Are you investigating this creature?"
"Indeed." Eddie dipped his fedora slightly. "The name's Eddie Goodnight."
"Im Muscaszaar, Wolkarch of the Pride of Graxzure Rock." He bows a bit "Do you need to examine the body?"
"Yeah, that would be nice..." Eddie began his investigation. "WOAH!" Eddie backed away. "SHE AIN'T DEAD."
"What?!! Should I try healing her?? I have more spell slots!!"
"Hahaha!" Eddie rushed back over the body and put two fingers on her neck. "Well...she's mostly dead, heh. We'll call it a coma for the time being...Yeah...she's in deep sleep, right now."
"A coma?? Do you know any way to help her?!"
"Well..." He gestured to her grievous wounds. "You can heal her physically, but this also mental and psychological as well. So take care of her cuts and bruises first, get her comfortable and we'll just have to wait and see if she pulls through."
Cure wounds at level 5 twice 60. Then, he gets a room for her, and will take her up to it
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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)
Jason laughs and trys to catch them: Guessing acrobatics:32
Gordon yips and tries to hide his massive fluffy body but its no use. Jason had grabbed him. Gordon whined and tried to paw the ground as keli'so and Jason dragged him outside to the creek
"Time for a bath buddy."
"w H I n e" he replied as kelipso brought along the soap and towels.
Jason laughs and trys to catch them: Guessing acrobatics:32
Gordon yips and tries to hide his massive fluffy body but its no use. Jason had grabbed him. Gordon whined and tried to paw the ground as keli'so and Jason dragged him outside to the creek
"Time for a bath buddy."
"w H I n e" he replied as kelipso brought along the soap and towels.
Jason drops them in the creek
Kelipso took off his shirt and jumped in as well, might as not waste a good day. He sunk beneath the lakes waters.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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Gordon yips and tries to hide his massive fluffy body but its no use. Jason had grabbed him. Gordon whined and tried to paw the ground as keli'so and Jason dragged him outside to the creek
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Yeah, I upvoted it cuz I thought it was cool.*
The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that...
"Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent*
"Eliksni must rise...yes?"
_________
When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
"What?!! Should I try healing her?? I have more spell slots!!"
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)
*Figures.*
Chilling kinda vibe.
*I'm a pirate, what can i say?*
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
*Is this Steph or Demetri or whatever you named her lol.*
The creature tilts their head and stares.
The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that...
"Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent*
"Eliksni must rise...yes?"
_________
When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
"Time for a bath buddy."
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"Hahaha!" Eddie rushed back over the body and put two fingers on her neck. "Well...she's mostly dead, heh. We'll call it a coma for the time being...Yeah...she's in deep sleep, right now."
The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that...
"Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent*
"Eliksni must rise...yes?"
_________
When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
"A coma?? Do you know any way to help her?!"
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)
*There's Stephany, Demesne and Steph. Steph is a green haired, punk runescribe. Daughter of Demesne and Graz'zt, though she doesn't know that.*
Steph shrugs," No? Well, what's your name?"
Chilling kinda vibe.
*:) I never notice upvotes.*
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
What is my name? The creature repeated to herself. I do not have such titles.
The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that...
"Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent*
"Eliksni must rise...yes?"
_________
When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
"Well..." He gestured to her grievous wounds. "You can heal her physically, but this also mental and psychological as well. So take care of her cuts and bruises first, get her comfortable and we'll just have to wait and see if she pulls through."
The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that...
"Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent*
"Eliksni must rise...yes?"
_________
When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
"w H I n e" he replied as kelipso brought along the soap and towels.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"What should I call you then?"
Chilling kinda vibe.
I do not know. I do not care.
The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that...
"Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent*
"Eliksni must rise...yes?"
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When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
"I'm going to call you Donald. I'm Steph. So, what brings you here, Donald?"
Chilling kinda vibe.
Cure wounds at level 5 twice 60. Then, he gets a room for her, and will take her up to 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)
Jason drops them in the creek
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
Kelipso took off his shirt and jumped in as well, might as not waste a good day. He sunk beneath the lakes waters.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]