*Hello! I won't be on for long, since I'm spending this evening answering questions about whether or not I've developed an addiction to drugs or alcohol since last Friday.*
*... What? Why??*
*It's part of a study. I get payed ~$250 per year for it.*
*Oh, nice! Wish I had some way to get cash... Besides killing enemies*
*That's fun, though!*
*True... Heartless muney is good*
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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 Characters (Outdated)
*Hello! I won't be on for long, since I'm spending this evening answering questions about whether or not I've developed an addiction to drugs or alcohol since last Friday.*
*... What? Why??*
*It's part of a study. I get payed ~$250 per year for it.*
*Oh, nice! Wish I had some way to get cash... Besides killing enemies*
*Yeah, I get $150 for tonight, so I can extend my Inkarnate subscription, preorder Strixhaven, and buy Magic cards.*
*YES*
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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 Characters (Outdated)
A plain oak door appears on one of the walls of the tavern.
Theya opens the door.
*Description of Theya?*
Inside is a room with an oak desk in the centre and walls lined with bookshelves. A cauldron is bubbling on the desk and papers are strewn over the table. A young man in his late teens is bent over the desk scribbling something before he straightens up and looks at Theya. His hair is dirty blond and shaved at the sides, so that the top floors down over one side of the head. He wears a rumpled shirt and dark blue jeans held up by a leather belt. Hazel eyes and an oval face with an eagle nose break into a smile. "Hi there! Is this the Adventurers' Tavern?"
A plain oak door appears on one of the walls of the tavern.
Theya opens the door.
*Description of Theya?*
Inside is a room with an oak desk in the centre and walls lined with bookshelves. A cauldron is bubbling on the desk and papers are strewn over the table. A young man in his late teens is bent over the desk scribbling something before he straightens up and looks at Theya. His hair is dirty blond and shaved at the sides, so that the top floors down over one side of the head. He wears a rumpled shirt and dark blue jeans held up by a leather belt. Hazel eyes and an oval face with an eagle nose break into a smile. "Hi there! Is this the Adventurers' Tavern?"
*An angel with golden eyes, hair, and skin.* "Yes, I believe so."
Inside is a room with an oak desk in the centre and walls lined with bookshelves. A cauldron is bubbling on the desk and papers are strewn over the table. A young man in his late teens is bent over the desk scribbling something before he straightens up and looks at Theya. His hair is dirty blond and shaved at the sides, so that the top floors down over one side of the head. He wears a rumpled shirt and dark blue jeans held up by a leather belt. Hazel eyes and an oval face with an eagle nose break into a smile. "Hi there! Is this the Adventurers' Tavern?"
*An angel with golden eyes, hair, and skin.* "Yes, I believe so."
"Ahhh. Thanks mate," he says with a carefree smile leading the pair of them out of the room and into the tavern again. The foot disappears behind them.
Inside is a room with an oak desk in the centre and walls lined with bookshelves. A cauldron is bubbling on the desk and papers are strewn over the table. A young man in his late teens is bent over the desk scribbling something before he straightens up and looks at Theya. His hair is dirty blond and shaved at the sides, so that the top floors down over one side of the head. He wears a rumpled shirt and dark blue jeans held up by a leather belt. Hazel eyes and an oval face with an eagle nose break into a smile. "Hi there! Is this the Adventurers' Tavern?"
*An angel with golden eyes, hair, and skin.* "Yes, I believe so."
"Ahhh. Thanks mate," he says with a carefree smile leading the pair of them out of the room and into the tavern again. The foot disappears behind them.
"Ahhh. Thanks mate," he says with a carefree smile leading the pair of them out of the room and into the tavern again. The foot disappears behind them.
"Ahhh. Thanks mate," he says with a carefree smile leading the pair of them out of the room and into the tavern again. The foot disappears behind them.
Inside is a room with an oak desk in the centre and walls lined with bookshelves. A cauldron is bubbling on the desk and papers are strewn over the table. A young man in his late teens is bent over the desk scribbling something before he straightens up and looks at Theya. His hair is dirty blond and shaved at the sides, so that the top floors down over one side of the head. He wears a rumpled shirt and dark blue jeans held up by a leather belt. Hazel eyes and an oval face with an eagle nose break into a smile. "Hi there! Is this the Adventurers' Tavern?"
*An angel with golden eyes, hair, and skin.* "Yes, I believe so."
"Ahhh. Thanks mate," he says with a carefree smile leading the pair of them out of the room and into the tavern again. The foot disappears behind them.
Inside is a room with an oak desk in the centre and walls lined with bookshelves. A cauldron is bubbling on the desk and papers are strewn over the table. A young man in his late teens is bent over the desk scribbling something before he straightens up and looks at Theya. His hair is dirty blond and shaved at the sides, so that the top floors down over one side of the head. He wears a rumpled shirt and dark blue jeans held up by a leather belt. Hazel eyes and an oval face with an eagle nose break into a smile. "Hi there! Is this the Adventurers' Tavern?"
*An angel with golden eyes, hair, and skin.* "Yes, I believe so."
"Ahhh. Thanks mate," he says with a carefree smile leading the pair of them out of the room and into the tavern again. The foot disappears behind them.
"Ahhh. Thanks mate," he says with a carefree smile leading the pair of them out of the room and into the tavern again. The foot disappears behind them.
"Who are you?" *Foot?*
*Door.* "Me? Oh, I'm Stephen. How bout you?"
"I'm Theya. What was that room?"
"Heh. That's my home. Lovely place, I designed it myself."
"Ahhh. Thanks mate," he says with a carefree smile leading the pair of them out of the room and into the tavern again. The foot disappears behind them.
"Who are you?" *Foot?*
*Door.* "Me? Oh, I'm Stephen. How bout you?"
"I'm Theya. What was that room?"
"Heh. That's my home. Lovely place, I designed it myself."
Inside is a room with an oak desk in the centre and walls lined with bookshelves. A cauldron is bubbling on the desk and papers are strewn over the table. A young man in his late teens is bent over the desk scribbling something before he straightens up and looks at Theya. His hair is dirty blond and shaved at the sides, so that the top floors down over one side of the head. He wears a rumpled shirt and dark blue jeans held up by a leather belt. Hazel eyes and an oval face with an eagle nose break into a smile. "Hi there! Is this the Adventurers' Tavern?"
*An angel with golden eyes, hair, and skin.* "Yes, I believe so."
"Ahhh. Thanks mate," he says with a carefree smile leading the pair of them out of the room and into the tavern again. The foot disappears behind them.
Tia chucks a banana at both of them
Stephen catches it and waves. Then he eats the banana.
"Ahhh. Thanks mate," he says with a carefree smile leading the pair of them out of the room and into the tavern again. The foot disappears behind them.
"Who are you?" *Foot?*
*Door.* "Me? Oh, I'm Stephen. How bout you?"
"I'm Theya. What was that room?"
"Heh. That's my home. Lovely place, I designed it myself."
"How did it travel here?"
Stephen pulls out a key and puts it against the wall right through the keyhole of the door that appears. "Step inside and I'll show you."
"Ahhh. Thanks mate," he says with a carefree smile leading the pair of them out of the room and into the tavern again. The foot disappears behind them.
"Who are you?" *Foot?*
*Door.* "Me? Oh, I'm Stephen. How bout you?"
"I'm Theya. What was that room?"
"Heh. That's my home. Lovely place, I designed it myself."
"How did it travel here?"
Stephen pulls out a key and puts it against the wall right through the keyhole of the door that appears. "Step inside and I'll show you."
The Circle of Hedgehogs Druid Beholder/Animated Armor Level -20 Bardof the OIADSB Cult, here are our rules.Sig.Also a sauce council member, but it's been dead for a while.
"Ahhh. Thanks mate," he says with a carefree smile leading the pair of them out of the room and into the tavern again. The foot disappears behind them.
"Who are you?" *Foot?*
*Door.* "Me? Oh, I'm Stephen. How bout you?"
"I'm Theya. What was that room?"
"Heh. That's my home. Lovely place, I designed it myself."
"How did it travel here?"
Stephen pulls out a key and puts it against the wall right through the keyhole of the door that appears. "Step inside and I'll show you."
Theya opens the door and walks through slowly.
Stephen follows them through and shuts the door. He points out that on this side of the door there is a dial set beside the doorframe. On the dial are seven segments. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple and pink. Currently the dial is set to blue. He spins it to red and opens the door again, onto the inside of a dressmaker's shop.
"Ahhh. Thanks mate," he says with a carefree smile leading the pair of them out of the room and into the tavern again. The foot disappears behind them.
"Who are you?" *Foot?*
*Door.* "Me? Oh, I'm Stephen. How bout you?"
"I'm Theya. What was that room?"
"Heh. That's my home. Lovely place, I designed it myself."
"How did it travel here?"
Stephen pulls out a key and puts it against the wall right through the keyhole of the door that appears. "Step inside and I'll show you."
Theya opens the door and walks through slowly.
Stephen follows them through and shuts the door. He points out that on this side of the door there is a dial set beside the doorframe. On the dial are seven segments. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple and pink. Currently the dial is set to blue. He spins it to red and opens the door again, onto the inside of a dressmaker's shop.
"Ahhh. Thanks mate," he says with a carefree smile leading the pair of them out of the room and into the tavern again. The foot disappears behind them.
"Who are you?" *Foot?*
*Door.* "Me? Oh, I'm Stephen. How bout you?"
"I'm Theya. What was that room?"
"Heh. That's my home. Lovely place, I designed it myself."
"How did it travel here?"
Stephen pulls out a key and puts it against the wall right through the keyhole of the door that appears. "Step inside and I'll show you."
Theya opens the door and walks through slowly.
Stephen follows them through and shuts the door. He points out that on this side of the door there is a dial set beside the doorframe. On the dial are seven segments. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple and pink. Currently the dial is set to blue. He spins it to red and opens the door again, onto the inside of a dressmaker's shop.
"Where else does the door open to?"
"Here, a library, a slum, a meadow, the tavern, an old Manor and a beach. Those are the seven colours you see."
*True... Heartless muney is good*
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)
*YES*
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)
*Description of Theya?*
Inside is a room with an oak desk in the centre and walls lined with bookshelves. A cauldron is bubbling on the desk and papers are strewn over the table. A young man in his late teens is bent over the desk scribbling something before he straightens up and looks at Theya. His hair is dirty blond and shaved at the sides, so that the top floors down over one side of the head. He wears a rumpled shirt and dark blue jeans held up by a leather belt. Hazel eyes and an oval face with an eagle nose break into a smile. "Hi there! Is this the Adventurers' Tavern?"
Chilling kinda vibe.
*An angel with golden eyes, hair, and skin.* "Yes, I believe so."
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
"Ahhh. Thanks mate," he says with a carefree smile leading the pair of them out of the room and into the tavern again. The foot disappears behind them.
Chilling kinda vibe.
"Who are you?" *Foot?*
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
*Door.* "Me? Oh, I'm Stephen. How bout you?"
Chilling kinda vibe.
"I'm Theya. What was that room?"
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
Tia chucks a banana at both of them
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
*Does Tia have more bananas?*
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
"Heh. That's my home. Lovely place, I designed it myself."
Chilling kinda vibe.
"How did it travel here?"
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
Stephen catches it and waves. Then he eats the banana.
Chilling kinda vibe.
Stephen pulls out a key and puts it against the wall right through the keyhole of the door that appears. "Step inside and I'll show you."
Chilling kinda vibe.
Theya opens the door and walks through slowly.
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
The Flail Snail crawls inside.
The Circle of Hedgehogs Druid Beholder/Animated Armor Level -20 Bard of the OIADSB Cult, here are our rules. Sig. Also a sauce council member, but it's been dead for a while.
Stephen follows them through and shuts the door. He points out that on this side of the door there is a dial set beside the doorframe. On the dial are seven segments. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple and pink. Currently the dial is set to blue. He spins it to red and opens the door again, onto the inside of a dressmaker's shop.
Chilling kinda vibe.
"Where else does the door open to?"
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
"Here, a library, a slum, a meadow, the tavern, an old Manor and a beach. Those are the seven colours you see."
Chilling kinda vibe.
Solanar is on a mission to kill his dad
Exaos is looking forward to potential explosions
Lindir may be getting some character development
Legolas is not
I'm the Valar (leader and creator) of The Lord of the Rings/The Hobbit/Anything Tolkien Cult!
Member of the Cult of Cats, High Elf of the Elven Guild, and Sauce Priest & Sauce Smith of the Supreme Court of Sauce.
If you want some casual roleplay/adventures in Middle Earth, check out The Wild's Edge Tavern, a LotR/Middle Earth tavern!
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