A small fox trots into the tavern. It has tawny, thick fur and bright blue eyes. The fox was covered in numerous scars along its legs, as well as one small scar across its nose. A small beaded anklet wraps around its foreleg. The fox looked around warily.
E stares at it, as usual with those who are new
The fox sits down and tilts its head.
(Hello. Can you speak?)
... I can. The voice was feminine.
(Well then, hi!! Whats your name?)
..Valor. Who are you?
(Enethia. Im that elf over there)
Oh.. hello. Who does this hyena belong to?
(I have no clue... Ive never seen that one. The sleeping one is Atucorc, and belongs to my friend Nox)
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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 Characters (Outdated)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 small fox trots into the tavern. It has tawny, thick fur and bright blue eyes. The fox was covered in numerous scars along its legs, as well as one small scar across its nose. A small beaded anklet wraps around its foreleg. The fox looked around warily.
E stares at it, as usual with those who are new
The fox sits down and tilts its head.
(Hello. Can you speak?)
... I can. The voice was feminine.
Bones wakes up from his spot by the fireplace. He sees the fox. “Hi there. I am Bones. Are you a new friend?”
*Is that in abyssal or gnoll?*
*Bones knows common too. But he is speaking telepathically, so whatever language they understand.*
"Who are you?" Wraith-6 looks over. "Oh, you have pinkeye, too."
"Hey! It looks so much cooler than pinkeye. I'm Atemos. I can't find any outlets for my printer."
"Another lunatic. What a surprise."
Crest is watching Wraith-6.
*Description?*
*He looks like Luke, but wearing a charcoal grey suit and black shirt, with a brass clockwork left arm.*
Wraith-6 stares back. Or at least, it seems like they are under their helmet.
“Who are you?”
"I go by Wraith-6. Who are you?"
“I’m Crest. Where are you from?”
"The Wastes. Same as everyone else."
“Except me, apparently. I’m from a place called the Cel Expanse. A thousand-mile across salt flat.”
"That sounds like a part of the Wastes."
“I’m sure it does. What world are you from?”
"There's only one world."
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Solanar walks over to Atemos. "Obadiah is missing. We need to go find him. If he thinks he can get out of training by disappearing, he's wrong. Do you have anything of his so I can scry on him?"
"Uh... what? Obadiah's gone??" Atemos jumped up. "What do you mean? Where did he go? I thought you were training him?"
"I mean he's gone, I don't know where he is, and yes I was training him. It's not like him not to turn up for practises for two solid weeks. I think something has happened to him and we need to help him. I wonder if I have any of his blood left on my swords so I can scry on him."
"...Or we can just use something from his room. Or a picture."
"That works too. Hold on while I get the description for scrying from the PHB. Or is it on the DDB basic rules?"
"Dunno." Atemos goes up to Obadiah's room.
The door is closed.
Atemos opens it.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
A small fox trots into the tavern. It has tawny, thick fur and bright blue eyes. The fox was covered in numerous scars along its legs, as well as one small scar across its nose. A small beaded anklet wraps around its foreleg. The fox looked around warily.
E stares at it, as usual with those who are new
The fox sits down and tilts its head.
(Hello. Can you speak?)
... I can. The voice was feminine.
(Well then, hi!! Whats your name?)
..Valor. Who are you?
(Enethia. Im that elf over there)
Oh.. hello. Who does this hyena belong to?
(I have no clue... Ive never seen that one. The sleeping one is Atucorc, and belongs to my friend Nox)
Is it dangerous?
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"Who are you?" Wraith-6 looks over. "Oh, you have pinkeye, too."
"Hey! It looks so much cooler than pinkeye. I'm Atemos. I can't find any outlets for my printer."
"Another lunatic. What a surprise."
"I've been called worse. Where'd the other 5 Wraiths go?"
"Very funny."
Atemos stares at his gun. "...Where'd you get that from?"
"I recovered it from the City. What do you think?"
"Which city?"
"The City."
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Solanar walks over to Atemos. "Obadiah is missing. We need to go find him. If he thinks he can get out of training by disappearing, he's wrong. Do you have anything of his so I can scry on him?"
"Uh... what? Obadiah's gone??" Atemos jumped up. "What do you mean? Where did he go? I thought you were training him?"
"I mean he's gone, I don't know where he is, and yes I was training him. It's not like him not to turn up for practises for two solid weeks. I think something has happened to him and we need to help him. I wonder if I have any of his blood left on my swords so I can scry on him."
"...Or we can just use something from his room. Or a picture."
"That works too. Hold on while I get the description for scrying from the PHB. Or is it on the DDB basic rules?"
"Dunno." Atemos goes up to Obadiah's room.
The door is closed.
Atemos opens it.
It doesn’t move. It’s not locked - something heavy has been wedged against it.
A small fox trots into the tavern. It has tawny, thick fur and bright blue eyes. The fox was covered in numerous scars along its legs, as well as one small scar across its nose. A small beaded anklet wraps around its foreleg. The fox looked around warily.
E stares at it, as usual with those who are new
The fox sits down and tilts its head.
(Hello. Can you speak?)
... I can. The voice was feminine.
Bones wakes up from his spot by the fireplace. He sees the fox. “Hi there. I am Bones. Are you a new friend?”
It looked up at the giant demon hyena and backed away warily.
Bones looks sad. “I am sorry. I know I can be scary. I didn’t mean to frighten you.” Bones lays down in shame.
"There's more than one city.. Where are you from?"
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Solanar walks over to Atemos. "Obadiah is missing. We need to go find him. If he thinks he can get out of training by disappearing, he's wrong. Do you have anything of his so I can scry on him?"
"Uh... what? Obadiah's gone??" Atemos jumped up. "What do you mean? Where did he go? I thought you were training him?"
"I mean he's gone, I don't know where he is, and yes I was training him. It's not like him not to turn up for practises for two solid weeks. I think something has happened to him and we need to help him. I wonder if I have any of his blood left on my swords so I can scry on him."
"...Or we can just use something from his room. Or a picture."
"That works too. Hold on while I get the description for scrying from the PHB. Or is it on the DDB basic rules?"
"Dunno." Atemos goes up to Obadiah's room.
The door is closed.
Atemos opens it.
It doesn’t move. It’s not locked - something heavy has been wedged against it.
Atemos tries to force it open. Athletics: 20
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Bones looks sad. “I am sorry. I know I can be scary. I didn’t mean to frighten you.” Bones lays down in shame.
It's fine.. I'm.. not used to friendly demons.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
A small fox trots into the tavern. It has tawny, thick fur and bright blue eyes. The fox was covered in numerous scars along its legs, as well as one small scar across its nose. A small beaded anklet wraps around its foreleg. The fox looked around warily.
E stares at it, as usual with those who are new
The fox sits down and tilts its head.
(Hello. Can you speak?)
... I can. The voice was feminine.
(Well then, hi!! Whats your name?)
..Valor. Who are you?
(Enethia. Im that elf over there)
Oh.. hello. Who does this hyena belong to?
(I have no clue... Ive never seen that one. The sleeping one is Atucorc, and belongs to my friend Nox)
Is it dangerous?
(Only if they want to be. Usually theyre passive until told otherwise. Plus, they cant hurt you here)
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(Only if they want to be. Usually theyre passive until told otherwise. Plus, they cant hurt you here)
They can't? Why not?
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Solanar walks over to Atemos. "Obadiah is missing. We need to go find him. If he thinks he can get out of training by disappearing, he's wrong. Do you have anything of his so I can scry on him?"
"Uh... what? Obadiah's gone??" Atemos jumped up. "What do you mean? Where did he go? I thought you were training him?"
"I mean he's gone, I don't know where he is, and yes I was training him. It's not like him not to turn up for practises for two solid weeks. I think something has happened to him and we need to help him. I wonder if I have any of his blood left on my swords so I can scry on him."
"...Or we can just use something from his room. Or a picture."
"That works too. Hold on while I get the description for scrying from the PHB. Or is it on the DDB basic rules?"
"Dunno." Atemos goes up to Obadiah's room.
The door is closed.
Atemos opens it.
It doesn’t move. It’s not locked - something heavy has been wedged against it.
Atemos tries to force it open. Athletics: 31
The door flies open with a crash. Obadiah’s room is far more orderly than the last time Atemos was in it. A set of black, crystalline plate is hung on the back of the door, and above a desk a board hold numerous pinned pieces of paper, all covered in schematics and drawings. There’s no furniture other than a simple wooden stool and the bed, which is shoved back in one corner, like an afterthought. The heavy thing was a large chest, covered in numerous locks and barred closed.
The door flies open with a crash. Obadiah’s room is far more orderly than the last time Atemos was in it. A set of black, crystalline plate is hung on the back of the door, and above a desk a board hold numerous pinned pieces of paper, all covered in schematics and drawings. There’s no furniture other than a simple wooden stool and the bed, which is shoved back in one corner, like an afterthought. The heavy thing was a large chest, covered in numerous locks and barred closed.
Atemos tries to crush the locks on the chest and open it.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
(Only if they want to be. Usually theyre passive until told otherwise. Plus, they cant hurt you here)
They can't? Why not?
(This tavern has a blessing. You cant be hurt in here. No one can)
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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)
Bones looks sad. “I am sorry. I know I can be scary. I didn’t mean to frighten you.” Bones lays down in shame.
It's fine.. I'm.. not used to friendly demons.
Bones perks up a little. “Oh, I am very friendly. My master raised me this way. And I like being friendly.” Bones notices her scars, “Are you okay? You look hurt.”
"Who are you?" Wraith-6 looks over. "Oh, you have pinkeye, too."
"Hey! It looks so much cooler than pinkeye. I'm Atemos. I can't find any outlets for my printer."
"Another lunatic. What a surprise."
Crest is watching Wraith-6.
*Description?*
*He looks like Luke, but wearing a charcoal grey suit and black shirt, with a brass clockwork left arm.*
Wraith-6 stares back. Or at least, it seems like they are under their helmet.
“Who are you?”
"I go by Wraith-6. Who are you?"
“I’m Crest. Where are you from?”
"The Wastes. Same as everyone else."
“Except me, apparently. I’m from a place called the Cel Expanse. A thousand-mile across salt flat.”
"That sounds like a part of the Wastes."
“I’m sure it does. What world are you from?”
"There's only one world."
“Which is?”
"The world."
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"There's more than one city.. Where are you from?"
"The Wastes. Just like everyone else."
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(I have no clue... Ive never seen that one. The sleeping one is Atucorc, and belongs to my friend Nox)
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!
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*Bones knows common too. But he is speaking telepathically, so whatever language they understand.*
"There's only one world."
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Atemos opens it.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Is it dangerous?
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"The City."
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
“Which is?”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
It doesn’t move. It’s not locked - something heavy has been wedged against it.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
Bones looks sad. “I am sorry. I know I can be scary. I didn’t mean to frighten you.” Bones lays down in shame.
"There's more than one city.. Where are you from?"
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Atemos tries to force it open. Athletics: 20
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
It's fine.. I'm.. not used to friendly demons.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
(Only if they want to be. Usually theyre passive until told otherwise. Plus, they cant hurt you here)
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!
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They can't? Why not?
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
The door flies open with a crash. Obadiah’s room is far more orderly than the last time Atemos was in it. A set of black, crystalline plate is hung on the back of the door, and above a desk a board hold numerous pinned pieces of paper, all covered in schematics and drawings. There’s no furniture other than a simple wooden stool and the bed, which is shoved back in one corner, like an afterthought. The heavy thing was a large chest, covered in numerous locks and barred closed.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
Atemos tries to crush the locks on the chest and open it.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
(This tavern has a blessing. You cant be hurt in here. No one can)
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!
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Bones perks up a little. “Oh, I am very friendly. My master raised me this way. And I like being friendly.” Bones notices her scars, “Are you okay? You look hurt.”
"The world."
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"The Wastes. Just like everyone else."
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.