*Does anyone know the official breath weapon for a steel dragon in 5e?*
*There is no official steel dragon in 5e. At least not yet. The official metallics are copper, brass, silver, gold, and bronze*
*Thank you. There is a steel dragon in Dungeon of the Mad Mage that breathes a cloud of acidic vapor, but I wasn’t sure if that counted. (It’s also an Underdark creature and not good aligned like other metallic dragons.) The steel dragon in 3e breathed a cloud of vapor equivalent to a Feign Death spell. Maybe Fizban’s Treasury of Dragons will clear things up.*
*Maybe... Its probably adding gem dragons, though.*
*Thanks 😊. I have to get to work now but imma check my copy of DotMM later see if I missed anything. Have a great day!*
A tall figure emerges from the woods and begins walking toward the tavern.
Nearby, Jeff walks out as well.
*Description?*
*Bleached skin, black medium length hair, white lightly bloodstained hoodie, tight blue jeans, some nondescript athlete shoes, no eyelids, grey irises, open scars on the corners of his mouth going past his teeth, 5'12. I believe I got everything.*
*Ok, thanks.* The figure’s head turns to him, but it doesn’t speak.
Jeff looks over as well, and waves.
The figure pauses. “Yes?” The voice is gravelly, with a distinct sibilance.
*Forgot to ask for description.* "You remind me of someone."
*I haven’t done a description yet. All Jeff can see is a approximately 8ft tall figure, in a long, mudspattered dark grey coat, and wide-brimmed hat.* “I doubt that.”
*Alright.*
"I just said you reminded me of someone, he kind of looks like you, though he is arguably more dapper."
“Who do you speak of?”
"I call him Slendy."
*Yay, my first reference!*
“Slendy.” The voice is sceptical.
"Not his actual name, he just hates me calling him that. Which is why I do."
“I.. see. Why did you wave?”
" 'Cause I could."
“I suppose that makes sense.. Who are you?”
"I'm Jeff. You?"
“I am Dwale.”
He laughs. "Even for me, that's a strange name, and I know a Masky!"
Hackel looks at Jeff and waves "hi there"
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
A tall figure emerges from the woods and begins walking toward the tavern.
Nearby, Jeff walks out as well.
*Description?*
*Bleached skin, black medium length hair, white lightly bloodstained hoodie, tight blue jeans, some nondescript athlete shoes, no eyelids, grey irises, open scars on the corners of his mouth going past his teeth, 5'12. I believe I got everything.*
*Ok, thanks.* The figure’s head turns to him, but it doesn’t speak.
Jeff looks over as well, and waves.
The figure pauses. “Yes?” The voice is gravelly, with a distinct sibilance.
*Forgot to ask for description.* "You remind me of someone."
*I haven’t done a description yet. All Jeff can see is a approximately 8ft tall figure, in a long, mudspattered dark grey coat, and wide-brimmed hat.* “I doubt that.”
*Alright.*
"I just said you reminded me of someone, he kind of looks like you, though he is arguably more dapper."
“Who do you speak of?”
"I call him Slendy."
*Yay, my first reference!*
“Slendy.” The voice is sceptical.
"Not his actual name, he just hates me calling him that. Which is why I do."
“I.. see. Why did you wave?”
" 'Cause I could."
“I suppose that makes sense.. Who are you?”
"I'm Jeff. You?"
“I am Dwale.”
He laughs. "Even for me, that's a strange name, and I know a Masky!"
Hackel looks at Jeff and waves "hi there"
"Hey."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Sneak looks back, her hand in the doorframe, her shadow outlined by the bright sun. "You can call me Sneak. And yourself?"
"You can call me Hunt."
"Hunt? As in the Hunter... or the Hunted?"
"Both, in ways. Thats why removing the suffix fits."
"So who do you hunt? And who hunts you?" Sneak leans against the bar and surveys him. *A description of Tefeerinn with the stuff he's wearing would be appreciated.*
*He has blue hair, and grey-blue eyes. He wears black long sleeves and pants, with a hood that is currently down. He carries a sword, a small unopenable bottle with a grey liquid, and 4 small colorless gems, which are in a hidden pouch. Also, a large book* "The gods hunt me. I hunt a better life, and sometimes things that block 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)
A tall figure emerges from the woods and begins walking toward the tavern.
Nearby, Jeff walks out as well.
*Description?*
*Bleached skin, black medium length hair, white lightly bloodstained hoodie, tight blue jeans, some nondescript athlete shoes, no eyelids, grey irises, open scars on the corners of his mouth going past his teeth, 5'12. I believe I got everything.*
*Ok, thanks.* The figure’s head turns to him, but it doesn’t speak.
Jeff looks over as well, and waves.
The figure pauses. “Yes?” The voice is gravelly, with a distinct sibilance.
*Forgot to ask for description.* "You remind me of someone."
*I haven’t done a description yet. All Jeff can see is a approximately 8ft tall figure, in a long, mudspattered dark grey coat, and wide-brimmed hat.* “I doubt that.”
*Alright.*
"I just said you reminded me of someone, he kind of looks like you, though he is arguably more dapper."
“Who do you speak of?”
"I call him Slendy."
*Yay, my first reference!*
“Slendy.” The voice is sceptical.
"Not his actual name, he just hates me calling him that. Which is why I do."
“I.. see. Why did you wave?”
" 'Cause I could."
“I suppose that makes sense.. Who are you?”
"I'm Jeff. You?"
“I am Dwale.”
He laughs. "Even for me, that's a strange name, and I know a Masky!"
Hackel looks at Jeff and waves "hi there"
"Hey."
Hackel pants "cool face" he says
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
A tall figure emerges from the woods and begins walking toward the tavern.
Nearby, Jeff walks out as well.
*Description?*
*Bleached skin, black medium length hair, white lightly bloodstained hoodie, tight blue jeans, some nondescript athlete shoes, no eyelids, grey irises, open scars on the corners of his mouth going past his teeth, 5'12. I believe I got everything.*
*Ok, thanks.* The figure’s head turns to him, but it doesn’t speak.
Jeff looks over as well, and waves.
The figure pauses. “Yes?” The voice is gravelly, with a distinct sibilance.
*Forgot to ask for description.* "You remind me of someone."
*I haven’t done a description yet. All Jeff can see is a approximately 8ft tall figure, in a long, mudspattered dark grey coat, and wide-brimmed hat.* “I doubt that.”
*Alright.*
"I just said you reminded me of someone, he kind of looks like you, though he is arguably more dapper."
“Who do you speak of?”
"I call him Slendy."
*Yay, my first reference!*
“Slendy.” The voice is sceptical.
"Not his actual name, he just hates me calling him that. Which is why I do."
“I.. see. Why did you wave?”
" 'Cause I could."
“I suppose that makes sense.. Who are you?”
"I'm Jeff. You?"
“I am Dwale.”
He laughs. "Even for me, that's a strange name, and I know a Masky!"
Hackel looks at Jeff and waves "hi there"
"Hey."
Hackel pants "cool face" he says
"Thanks, made it myself."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
*Does anyone know the official breath weapon for a steel dragon in 5e?*
*There is no official steel dragon in 5e. At least not yet. The official metallics are copper, brass, silver, gold, and bronze*
*Thank you. There is a steel dragon in Dungeon of the Mad Mage that breathes a cloud of acidic vapor, but I wasn’t sure if that counted. (It’s also an Underdark creature and not good aligned like other metallic dragons.) The steel dragon in 3e breathed a cloud of vapor equivalent to a Feign Death spell. Maybe Fizban’s Treasury of Dragons will clear things up.*
*Maybe... Its probably adding gem dragons, though.*
*Thanks 😊. I have to get to work now but imma check my copy of DotMM later see if I missed anything. Have a great day!*
*As far as the hints and pre-releases we're getting tell us, there will be no steel dragon in Fizban's.*
*Does anyone know the official breath weapon for a steel dragon in 5e?*
*There is no official steel dragon in 5e. At least not yet. The official metallics are copper, brass, silver, gold, and bronze*
*Thank you. There is a steel dragon in Dungeon of the Mad Mage that breathes a cloud of acidic vapor, but I wasn’t sure if that counted. (It’s also an Underdark creature and not good aligned like other metallic dragons.) The steel dragon in 3e breathed a cloud of vapor equivalent to a Feign Death spell. Maybe Fizban’s Treasury of Dragons will clear things up.*
*Maybe... Its probably adding gem dragons, though.*
*Thanks 😊. I have to get to work now but imma check my copy of DotMM later see if I missed anything. Have a great day!*
*Ill see if I can help find anything!!*
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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 tall figure emerges from the woods and begins walking toward the tavern.
Nearby, Jeff walks out as well.
*Description?*
*Bleached skin, black medium length hair, white lightly bloodstained hoodie, tight blue jeans, some nondescript athlete shoes, no eyelids, grey irises, open scars on the corners of his mouth going past his teeth, 5'12. I believe I got everything.*
*Ok, thanks.* The figure’s head turns to him, but it doesn’t speak.
Jeff looks over as well, and waves.
The figure pauses. “Yes?” The voice is gravelly, with a distinct sibilance.
*Forgot to ask for description.* "You remind me of someone."
*I haven’t done a description yet. All Jeff can see is a approximately 8ft tall figure, in a long, mudspattered dark grey coat, and wide-brimmed hat.* “I doubt that.”
*Alright.*
"I just said you reminded me of someone, he kind of looks like you, though he is arguably more dapper."
“Who do you speak of?”
"I call him Slendy."
*Yay, my first reference!*
“Slendy.” The voice is sceptical.
"Not his actual name, he just hates me calling him that. Which is why I do."
“I.. see. Why did you wave?”
" 'Cause I could."
“I suppose that makes sense.. Who are you?”
"I'm Jeff. You?"
“I am Dwale.”
He laughs. "Even for me, that's a strange name, and I know a Masky!"
Hackel looks at Jeff and waves "hi there"
"Hey."
Hackel pants "cool face" he says
"Thanks, made it myself."
*I cackled at that*
"cool" he said and smiled again.
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
"Impossible, Lamia haven't been to war for a millennia."
"hm" he said and folded his arms. His single blue eye gazed upon her
"Besides, only someone delusional would think they won a war against Lamia."
He stood up and wagged his tail "whatever, talk to you later" he said and smiled, blowing her a kiss and walking out of the main door to the forest.
The figure stares at him.
He wags his tail and walks over "hi!"
*description? His description: 6'2 male dogfolk (Blue heeler) wears light armor and thick leather. Floofy tail. Two earrings in left ear. One blue one and the other is pure white.*
“Who are you? And what are you?”
"Im Hackel" he said and flicked his ears "and im a Dogfolk" he said spoke, his voice was smooth with hints of a throaty growl
“A.. Dogfolk. I’m learning much today.”
"seems like it" he said and extended a paw.
The figure reaches out with a hand made of petrified wood, crawling with insects, to shake his hand.
A tall figure emerges from the woods and begins walking toward the tavern.
Nearby, Jeff walks out as well.
*Description?*
*Bleached skin, black medium length hair, white lightly bloodstained hoodie, tight blue jeans, some nondescript athlete shoes, no eyelids, grey irises, open scars on the corners of his mouth going past his teeth, 5'12. I believe I got everything.*
*Ok, thanks.* The figure’s head turns to him, but it doesn’t speak.
Jeff looks over as well, and waves.
The figure pauses. “Yes?” The voice is gravelly, with a distinct sibilance.
*Forgot to ask for description.* "You remind me of someone."
*I haven’t done a description yet. All Jeff can see is a approximately 8ft tall figure, in a long, mudspattered dark grey coat, and wide-brimmed hat.* “I doubt that.”
*Alright.*
"I just said you reminded me of someone, he kind of looks like you, though he is arguably more dapper."
“Who do you speak of?”
"I call him Slendy."
*Yay, my first reference!*
“Slendy.” The voice is sceptical.
"Not his actual name, he just hates me calling him that. Which is why I do."
“I.. see. Why did you wave?”
" 'Cause I could."
“I suppose that makes sense.. Who are you?”
"I'm Jeff. You?"
“I am Dwale.”
He laughs. "Even for me, that's a strange name, and I know a Masky!"
A tall figure emerges from the woods and begins walking toward the tavern.
Nearby, Jeff walks out as well.
*Description?*
*Bleached skin, black medium length hair, white lightly bloodstained hoodie, tight blue jeans, some nondescript athlete shoes, no eyelids, grey irises, open scars on the corners of his mouth going past his teeth, 5'12. I believe I got everything.*
*Ok, thanks.* The figure’s head turns to him, but it doesn’t speak.
Jeff looks over as well, and waves.
The figure pauses. “Yes?” The voice is gravelly, with a distinct sibilance.
*Forgot to ask for description.* "You remind me of someone."
*I haven’t done a description yet. All Jeff can see is a approximately 8ft tall figure, in a long, mudspattered dark grey coat, and wide-brimmed hat.* “I doubt that.”
*Alright.*
"I just said you reminded me of someone, he kind of looks like you, though he is arguably more dapper."
“Who do you speak of?”
"I call him Slendy."
*Yay, my first reference!*
“Slendy.” The voice is sceptical.
"Not his actual name, he just hates me calling him that. Which is why I do."
“I.. see. Why did you wave?”
" 'Cause I could."
“I suppose that makes sense.. Who are you?”
"I'm Jeff. You?"
“I am Dwale.”
He laughs. "Even for me, that's a strange name, and I know a Masky!"
Hackel looks at Jeff and waves "hi there"
"Hey."
Hackel pants "cool face" he says
"Thanks, made it myself."
*I cackled at that*
"cool" he said and smiled again.
*Glad I can make you laugh.*
"I'm Jeff."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
"Impossible, Lamia haven't been to war for a millennia."
"hm" he said and folded his arms. His single blue eye gazed upon her
"Besides, only someone delusional would think they won a war against Lamia."
He stood up and wagged his tail "whatever, talk to you later" he said and smiled, blowing her a kiss and walking out of the main door to the forest.
The figure stares at him.
He wags his tail and walks over "hi!"
*description? His description: 6'2 male dogfolk (Blue heeler) wears light armor and thick leather. Floofy tail. Two earrings in left ear. One blue one and the other is pure white.*
“Who are you? And what are you?”
"Im Hackel" he said and flicked his ears "and im a Dogfolk" he said spoke, his voice was smooth with hints of a throaty growl
“A.. Dogfolk. I’m learning much today.”
"seems like it" he said and extended a paw.
The figure reaches out with a hand made of petrified wood, crawling with insects, to shake his hand.
"oh bug!" Hackel says happily, eating the bug that crawled on his paw.
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
"Impossible, Lamia haven't been to war for a millennia."
"hm" he said and folded his arms. His single blue eye gazed upon her
"Besides, only someone delusional would think they won a war against Lamia."
He stood up and wagged his tail "whatever, talk to you later" he said and smiled, blowing her a kiss and walking out of the main door to the forest.
The figure stares at him.
He wags his tail and walks over "hi!"
*description? His description: 6'2 male dogfolk (Blue heeler) wears light armor and thick leather. Floofy tail. Two earrings in left ear. One blue one and the other is pure white.*
“Who are you? And what are you?”
"Im Hackel" he said and flicked his ears "and im a Dogfolk" he said spoke, his voice was smooth with hints of a throaty growl
“A.. Dogfolk. I’m learning much today.”
"seems like it" he said and extended a paw.
The figure reaches out with a hand made of petrified wood, crawling with insects, to shake his hand.
"oh bug!" Hackel says happily, eating the bug that crawled on his paw.
Dwale makes a startled hiss. “Don’t do that!” He pulls his hand back very quickly.
A tall figure emerges from the woods and begins walking toward the tavern.
Nearby, Jeff walks out as well.
*Description?*
*Bleached skin, black medium length hair, white lightly bloodstained hoodie, tight blue jeans, some nondescript athlete shoes, no eyelids, grey irises, open scars on the corners of his mouth going past his teeth, 5'12. I believe I got everything.*
*Ok, thanks.* The figure’s head turns to him, but it doesn’t speak.
Jeff looks over as well, and waves.
The figure pauses. “Yes?” The voice is gravelly, with a distinct sibilance.
*Forgot to ask for description.* "You remind me of someone."
*I haven’t done a description yet. All Jeff can see is a approximately 8ft tall figure, in a long, mudspattered dark grey coat, and wide-brimmed hat.* “I doubt that.”
*Alright.*
"I just said you reminded me of someone, he kind of looks like you, though he is arguably more dapper."
“Who do you speak of?”
"I call him Slendy."
*Yay, my first reference!*
“Slendy.” The voice is sceptical.
"Not his actual name, he just hates me calling him that. Which is why I do."
“I.. see. Why did you wave?”
" 'Cause I could."
“I suppose that makes sense.. Who are you?”
"I'm Jeff. You?"
“I am Dwale.”
He laughs. "Even for me, that's a strange name, and I know a Masky!"
Hackel looks at Jeff and waves "hi there"
"Hey."
Hackel pants "cool face" he says
"Thanks, made it myself."
*I cackled at that*
"cool" he said and smiled again.
*Glad I can make you laugh.*
"I'm Jeff."
"Im Hackel!" He said and wagged his tail
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
*Found the steel dragon details, if anyone wants to hear*
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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)
"Impossible, Lamia haven't been to war for a millennia."
"hm" he said and folded his arms. His single blue eye gazed upon her
"Besides, only someone delusional would think they won a war against Lamia."
He stood up and wagged his tail "whatever, talk to you later" he said and smiled, blowing her a kiss and walking out of the main door to the forest.
The figure stares at him.
He wags his tail and walks over "hi!"
*description? His description: 6'2 male dogfolk (Blue heeler) wears light armor and thick leather. Floofy tail. Two earrings in left ear. One blue one and the other is pure white.*
“Who are you? And what are you?”
"Im Hackel" he said and flicked his ears "and im a Dogfolk" he said spoke, his voice was smooth with hints of a throaty growl
“A.. Dogfolk. I’m learning much today.”
"seems like it" he said and extended a paw.
The figure reaches out with a hand made of petrified wood, crawling with insects, to shake his hand.
"oh bug!" Hackel says happily, eating the bug that crawled on his paw.
Dwale makes a startled hiss. “Don’t do that!” He pulls his hand back very quickly.
"sorry..I was hungry" he says, lowering his ears, ashamed of his instinctual actions.
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"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
*He has blue hair, and grey-blue eyes. He wears black long sleeves and pants, with a hood that is currently down. He carries a sword, a small unopenable bottle with a grey liquid, and 4 small colorless gems, which are in a hidden pouch. Also, a large book* "The gods hunt me. I hunt a better life, and sometimes things that block it"
"One of those, eh?" Sneak leans forward and asks, "What happened to cause you to be hunted?"
"Impossible, Lamia haven't been to war for a millennia."
"hm" he said and folded his arms. His single blue eye gazed upon her
"Besides, only someone delusional would think they won a war against Lamia."
He stood up and wagged his tail "whatever, talk to you later" he said and smiled, blowing her a kiss and walking out of the main door to the forest.
The figure stares at him.
He wags his tail and walks over "hi!"
*description? His description: 6'2 male dogfolk (Blue heeler) wears light armor and thick leather. Floofy tail. Two earrings in left ear. One blue one and the other is pure white.*
“Who are you? And what are you?”
"Im Hackel" he said and flicked his ears "and im a Dogfolk" he said spoke, his voice was smooth with hints of a throaty growl
“A.. Dogfolk. I’m learning much today.”
"seems like it" he said and extended a paw.
The figure reaches out with a hand made of petrified wood, crawling with insects, to shake his hand.
"oh bug!" Hackel says happily, eating the bug that crawled on his paw.
Dwale makes a startled hiss. “Don’t do that!” He pulls his hand back very quickly.
"sorry..I was hungry" he says, lowering his ears, ashamed of his instinctual actions.
*Thanks 😊. I have to get to work now but imma check my copy of DotMM later see if I missed anything. Have a great day!*
Hackel looks at Jeff and waves "hi there"
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Hey."
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.
*He has blue hair, and grey-blue eyes. He wears black long sleeves and pants, with a hood that is currently down. He carries a sword, a small unopenable bottle with a grey liquid, and 4 small colorless gems, which are in a hidden pouch. Also, a large book* "The gods hunt me. I hunt a better life, and sometimes things that block 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)
Hackel pants "cool face" he says
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Thanks, made it myself."
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.
*As far as the hints and pre-releases we're getting tell us, there will be no steel dragon in Fizban's.*
Chilling kinda vibe.
*Ill see if I can help find anything!!*
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 cackled at that*
"cool" he said and smiled again.
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The figure reaches out with a hand made of petrified wood, crawling with insects, to shake his hand.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
“It is not a strange name.”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
*Glad I can make you laugh.*
"I'm Jeff."
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.
"oh bug!" Hackel says happily, eating the bug that crawled on his paw.
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Dwale makes a startled hiss. “Don’t do that!” He pulls his hand back very quickly.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
"Im Hackel!" He said and wagged his tail
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Found the steel dragon details, if anyone wants to hear*
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)
"sorry..I was hungry" he says, lowering his ears, ashamed of his instinctual actions.
"I am the white deer, I am the flowers blooming in the moonlight, I am the blue moon, I am the Feywild."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"One of those, eh?" Sneak leans forward and asks, "What happened to cause you to be hunted?"
Chilling kinda vibe.
“Just.. don’t do it again.”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
*Yeah, there's plenty of decent HB for them out there.*
Chilling kinda vibe.