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.
(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)
That's a relief.. But if you leave, they can kill you, correct? What stops them from waiting outside and killing you right as you step out?
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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."
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."
“Really? If I took you to a different one, would you believe me?”
"You can't, so I won't."
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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?
(This tavern has a blessing. You cant be hurt in here. No one can)
That's a relief.. But if you leave, they can kill you, correct? What stops them from waiting outside and killing you right as you step out?
(We do. All thr rest of us. If someone tries to kill someone foe no good reason, everyone else would stop them)
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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.”
I'm alright now. I was injured a long time ago. My name is Valor. I apologize for being rude earlier. You seem nice. She wagges her tail slightly.
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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
"There's more than one city.. Where are you from?"
"The Wastes. Just like everyone else."
"What's the Wastes?"
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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
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.
Nope. Tavern.
Atemos drags it outside, glares at Redpelt, and tries to crush the lock.
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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)
That's a relief.. But if you leave, they can kill you, correct? What stops them from waiting outside and killing you right as you step out?
(We do. All thr rest of us. If someone tries to kill someone foe no good reason, everyone else would stop them)
You all would? Why?
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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
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.
Nope. Tavern.
Atemos drags it outside, glares at Redpelt, and tries to crush the lock.
"There's more than one city.. Where are you from?"
"The Wastes. Just like everyone else."
"What's the Wastes?"
"Everywhere that's not the City or a Refuge."
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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?
(This tavern has a blessing. You cant be hurt in here. No one can)
That's a relief.. But if you leave, they can kill you, correct? What stops them from waiting outside and killing you right as you step out?
(We do. All thr rest of us. If someone tries to kill someone foe no good reason, everyone else would stop them)
You all would? Why?
(Most people here would never stand for something like that. We dont just let threatening jerks do whatever they want)
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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)
"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."
“Really? If I took you to a different one, would you believe me?”
"You can't, so I won't."
“Would you let me try?”
"So you can steal my equipment? No."
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All stars fade. Some stars forever fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Homebrew (Mostly Outdated):Magic Items,Monsters,Spells,Subclasses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
"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."
“Really? If I took you to a different one, would you believe me?”
"You can't, so I won't."
“Would you let me try?”
"So you can steal my equipment? No."
Crest sighs. “I have no intention of stealing your equipment.”
"Sure you don't."
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All stars fade. Some stars forever fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Homebrew (Mostly Outdated):Magic Items,Monsters,Spells,Subclasses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
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.
Nope. Tavern.
Atemos drags it outside, glares at Redpelt, and tries to crush the lock.
Make a strength check.
Strength: 14
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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.
Solanar looks at the peices of paper with schematics on them.
Nope. Tavern.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
That's a relief.. But if you leave, they can kill you, correct? What stops them from waiting outside and killing you right as you step out?
— 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
“Really? If I took you to a different one, would you believe me?”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
"You can't, so I won't."
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall.
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
(We do. All thr rest of us. If someone tries to kill someone foe no good reason, everyone else would stop them)
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'm alright now. I was injured a long time ago. My name is Valor. I apologize for being rude earlier. You seem nice. She wagges her tail slightly.
— 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
“Would you let me try?”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
"What's the Wastes?"
— 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
Atemos drags it outside, glares at Redpelt, and tries to crush the lock.
— 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
You all would? Why?
— 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
Make a strength check.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
"Everywhere that's not the City or a Refuge."
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
(Most people here would never stand for something like that. We dont just let threatening jerks do whatever they want)
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)
"So you can steal my equipment? No."
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
Crest sighs. “I have no intention of stealing your equipment.”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
*GTG, bye!*
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall.
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*See you!*
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
"Sure you don't."
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
Strength: 14
— 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
Solanar looks at the peices of paper with schematics on them.
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!
JOIN TIAMAT'S CONGA LINE!
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