He nods slowly "Theyre likely the ones who deserve it most..." He begins flying slightly higher
Sarana follows. "And maybe you can enjoy it. Just a tiny bit."
"... Maybe slightly... It really depends..."
"It's okay to be happy when people get what they deserve."
"But should I be happy that Im doing it when they have no way to retaliate? Is it ok to be happy to give 'justice' if theyre pinned?"
"If you were helpless, they wouldn't have any qualms about killing you. And there's a good chance that they would enjoy it."
"I suppose thats fair... I suppose I can try my best to feel the same as they would in my place..."
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Tear is visible. He’s small, with blue hair styled into short spikes. His eyes are a very pale grey, nearly white, and his face and arms are covered with swirling tattoos in multicoloured inks. His arms are bare, and he wears a sleeveless top and loose trousers. His feet are bare, and they are tattooed as well.
Astara stares at him.
He meets her gaze, then blinks and sits up straighter. “I didn’t recognise you at first, but I do now. You used to be an angel, right?”
"Should I know you?"
He shakes his head. “You’ve never seen me before.” He smiles. “I bought you some shoes once, though.”
She smiles back. "I think I remember that. I didn't know who they were from. Thank you."
“You are very welcome. I’d been hanging around the tavern for a while, and you seemed nice.”
"I try to be. You seem nice, too."
He smiles widely, then looks like he’s suddenly had a thought. “You might recognise this, though.” His tattoos run and blur together, and his face fades into the background, along with the rest of him, including his clothes, apart from a pair of silver footprints, where his feet were.
Tear is visible. He’s small, with blue hair styled into short spikes. His eyes are a very pale grey, nearly white, and his face and arms are covered with swirling tattoos in multicoloured inks. His arms are bare, and he wears a sleeveless top and loose trousers. His feet are bare, and they are tattooed as well.
Astara stares at him.
He meets her gaze, then blinks and sits up straighter. “I didn’t recognise you at first, but I do now. You used to be an angel, right?”
"Should I know you?"
He shakes his head. “You’ve never seen me before.” He smiles. “I bought you some shoes once, though.”
She smiles back. "I think I remember that. I didn't know who they were from. Thank you."
“You are very welcome. I’d been hanging around the tavern for a while, and you seemed nice.”
"I try to be. You seem nice, too."
He smiles widely, then looks like he’s suddenly had a thought. “You might recognise this, though.” His tattoos run and blur together, and his face fades into the background, along with the rest of him, including his clothes, apart from a pair of silver footprints, where his feet were.
"I remember seeing you looking like that, before."
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He nods slowly "Theyre likely the ones who deserve it most..." He begins flying slightly higher
Sarana follows. "And maybe you can enjoy it. Just a tiny bit."
"... Maybe slightly... It really depends..."
"It's okay to be happy when people get what they deserve."
"But should I be happy that Im doing it when they have no way to retaliate? Is it ok to be happy to give 'justice' if theyre pinned?"
"If you were helpless, they wouldn't have any qualms about killing you. And there's a good chance that they would enjoy it."
"I suppose thats fair... I suppose I can try my best to feel the same as they would in my place..."
"You don't have to feel the same way as them. They're tyrants and murderers. They enjoy your pain. The reason you should enjoy it is because they're getting what they deserve."
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Tear is visible. He’s small, with blue hair styled into short spikes. His eyes are a very pale grey, nearly white, and his face and arms are covered with swirling tattoos in multicoloured inks. His arms are bare, and he wears a sleeveless top and loose trousers. His feet are bare, and they are tattooed as well.
Astara stares at him.
He meets her gaze, then blinks and sits up straighter. “I didn’t recognise you at first, but I do now. You used to be an angel, right?”
"Should I know you?"
He shakes his head. “You’ve never seen me before.” He smiles. “I bought you some shoes once, though.”
She smiles back. "I think I remember that. I didn't know who they were from. Thank you."
“You are very welcome. I’d been hanging around the tavern for a while, and you seemed nice.”
"I try to be. You seem nice, too."
He smiles widely, then looks like he’s suddenly had a thought. “You might recognise this, though.” His tattoos run and blur together, and his face fades into the background, along with the rest of him, including his clothes, apart from a pair of silver footprints, where his feet were.
"I remember seeing you looking like that, before."
He reappears, the tattoos going back to their previous shapes. “How are you, anyway? You were seriously injured the last time I was here.”
Tear is visible. He’s small, with blue hair styled into short spikes. His eyes are a very pale grey, nearly white, and his face and arms are covered with swirling tattoos in multicoloured inks. His arms are bare, and he wears a sleeveless top and loose trousers. His feet are bare, and they are tattooed as well.
Astara stares at him.
He meets her gaze, then blinks and sits up straighter. “I didn’t recognise you at first, but I do now. You used to be an angel, right?”
"Should I know you?"
He shakes his head. “You’ve never seen me before.” He smiles. “I bought you some shoes once, though.”
She smiles back. "I think I remember that. I didn't know who they were from. Thank you."
“You are very welcome. I’d been hanging around the tavern for a while, and you seemed nice.”
"I try to be. You seem nice, too."
He smiles widely, then looks like he’s suddenly had a thought. “You might recognise this, though.” His tattoos run and blur together, and his face fades into the background, along with the rest of him, including his clothes, apart from a pair of silver footprints, where his feet were.
"I remember seeing you looking like that, before."
He reappears, the tattoos going back to their previous shapes. “How are you, anyway? You were seriously injured the last time I was here.”
"I'm... better. When were you last here?"
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He nods slowly "Theyre likely the ones who deserve it most..." He begins flying slightly higher
Sarana follows. "And maybe you can enjoy it. Just a tiny bit."
"... Maybe slightly... It really depends..."
"It's okay to be happy when people get what they deserve."
"But should I be happy that Im doing it when they have no way to retaliate? Is it ok to be happy to give 'justice' if theyre pinned?"
"If you were helpless, they wouldn't have any qualms about killing you. And there's a good chance that they would enjoy it."
"I suppose thats fair... I suppose I can try my best to feel the same as they would in my place..."
"You don't have to feel the same way as them. They're tyrants and murderers. They enjoy your pain. The reason you should enjoy it is because they're getting what they deserve."
He nods slowly "Thats true... Though, I think theres only 3 people I fully hope get what they deserve..."
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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)
Tear is visible. He’s small, with blue hair styled into short spikes. His eyes are a very pale grey, nearly white, and his face and arms are covered with swirling tattoos in multicoloured inks. His arms are bare, and he wears a sleeveless top and loose trousers. His feet are bare, and they are tattooed as well.
Astara stares at him.
He meets her gaze, then blinks and sits up straighter. “I didn’t recognise you at first, but I do now. You used to be an angel, right?”
"Should I know you?"
He shakes his head. “You’ve never seen me before.” He smiles. “I bought you some shoes once, though.”
She smiles back. "I think I remember that. I didn't know who they were from. Thank you."
“You are very welcome. I’d been hanging around the tavern for a while, and you seemed nice.”
"I try to be. You seem nice, too."
He smiles widely, then looks like he’s suddenly had a thought. “You might recognise this, though.” His tattoos run and blur together, and his face fades into the background, along with the rest of him, including his clothes, apart from a pair of silver footprints, where his feet were.
"I remember seeing you looking like that, before."
He reappears, the tattoos going back to their previous shapes. “How are you, anyway? You were seriously injured the last time I was here.”
"I'm... better. When were you last here?"
“I don’t know exactly. You had lost your foot, and there were devils everywhere. It was getting a little too dangerous, so I hopped right out.” He rests his chin on his palm. “How much better?”
Three figures walk in front of the tavern. Two stay behind waiting on either side of the door, while the other one walks in. The one that walks in appears to be a fire genasi, with the fiery theme being blue. "So," he yells out. "what are todays specialty drinks?" He smiles wide as he looks around.
Three figures walk in front of the tavern. Two stay behind waiting on either side of the door, while the other one walks in. The one that walks in appears to be a fire genasi, with the fiery theme being blue. "So," he yells out. "what are todays specialty drinks?" He smiles wide as he looks around.
Three figures walk in front of the tavern. Two stay behind waiting on either side of the door, while the other one walks in. The one that walks in appears to be a fire genasi, with the fiery theme being blue. "So," he yells out. "what are todays specialty drinks?" He smiles wide as he looks around.
Obadiah glares. “Less popular now.”
"Oooohhh, come on, don't be like that, I'm here to light this place up with enjoyment!" He laughs almost maniacally.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Three figures walk in front of the tavern. Two stay behind waiting on either side of the door, while the other one walks in. The one that walks in appears to be a fire genasi, with the fiery theme being blue. "So," he yells out. "what are todays specialty drinks?" He smiles wide as he looks around.
Bunker walks over, "Good evening sir, welcome to the tavern. Today's specialty drinks are fireball whiskey with a hint of something extra, a chilled healing potion with cream, and some dwarven ale."
Three figures walk in front of the tavern. Two stay behind waiting on either side of the door, while the other one walks in. The one that walks in appears to be a fire genasi, with the fiery theme being blue. "So," he yells out. "what are todays specialty drinks?" He smiles wide as he looks around.
Obadiah glares. “Less popular now.”
"Oooohhh, come on, don't be like that, I'm here to light this place up with enjoyment!" He laughs almost maniacally.
Obadiah’s mouth sets into a straight line. “That’s not funny.”
Three figures walk in front of the tavern. Two stay behind waiting on either side of the door, while the other one walks in. The one that walks in appears to be a fire genasi, with the fiery theme being blue. "So," he yells out. "what are todays specialty drinks?" He smiles wide as he looks around.
Bunker walks over, "Good evening sir, welcome to the tavern. Today's specialty drinks are fireball whiskey with a hint of something extra, a chilled healing potion with cream, and some dwarven ale."
"I'll take the fireball whiskey. Thank you." He goes over to Obadiah and sits down. "Soooo, whats your name?"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Three figures walk in front of the tavern. Two stay behind waiting on either side of the door, while the other one walks in. The one that walks in appears to be a fire genasi, with the fiery theme being blue. "So," he yells out. "what are todays specialty drinks?" He smiles wide as he looks around.
Bunker walks over, "Good evening sir, welcome to the tavern. Today's specialty drinks are fireball whiskey with a hint of something extra, a chilled healing potion with cream, and some dwarven ale."
"I'll take the fireball whiskey. Thank you." He goes over to Obadiah and sits down. "Soooo, whats your name?"
"I suppose thats fair... I suppose I can try my best to feel the same as they would in my place..."
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)
He smiles widely, then looks like he’s suddenly had a thought. “You might recognise this, though.” His tattoos run and blur together, and his face fades into the background, along with the rest of him, including his clothes, apart from a pair of silver footprints, where his feet were.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
"I remember seeing you looking like that, before."
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
"You don't have to feel the same way as them. They're tyrants and murderers. They enjoy your pain. The reason you should enjoy it is because they're getting what they deserve."
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall.
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
He reappears, the tattoos going back to their previous shapes. “How are you, anyway? You were seriously injured the last time I was here.”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
"I'm... better. When were you last here?"
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
He nods slowly "Thats true... Though, I think theres only 3 people I fully hope get what they deserve..."
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 don’t know exactly. You had lost your foot, and there were devils everywhere. It was getting a little too dangerous, so I hopped right out.” He rests his chin on his palm. “How much better?”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
Three figures walk in front of the tavern. Two stay behind waiting on either side of the door, while the other one walks in. The one that walks in appears to be a fire genasi, with the fiery theme being blue. "So," he yells out. "what are todays specialty drinks?" He smiles wide as he looks around.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Obadiah glares. “Less popular now.”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
*Alright. UNTIL NEXT DAWN*
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
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*’When shall we three meet again? In thunder, lightning, or in rain?’*
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
"Oooohhh, come on, don't be like that, I'm here to light this place up with enjoyment!" He laughs almost maniacally.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Bunker walks over, "Good evening sir, welcome to the tavern. Today's specialty drinks are fireball whiskey with a hint of something extra, a chilled healing potion with cream, and some dwarven ale."
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
*In all three, then we shall harness the elements to end the conquest against the homeland.*
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
Obadiah’s mouth sets into a straight line. “That’s not funny.”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
*Fair enough. I was hoping you knew the quote from Macbeth.*
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
"I'll take the fireball whiskey. Thank you." He goes over to Obadiah and sits down. "Soooo, whats your name?"
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
“Obadiah.”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
*I watched the play of mac beth, but its been a while.*
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