Kelipso is petting a fluffy white huge dog who is trying to get inside but is too big.
Malek is still drunk as h e c k at the bar.
*maybe ill add new children.... m a y b e ill add echo. idk*
Sarana walks over and sits down next to Malek. "I don't think I've met you."
*Remember, you can only have three active at a time.*
*i know, thats why im considering not*
Malek looks up and blinks slowly. "who are ya?" he said, his accent was deep british.
Sarana smiles. "I'm Sarana. Who are you?"
*For reference, she's a succubus with red hair and lustful brown eyes.*
*oh!, i h a d an 18+ child i made but...
there are chikdren on here.. so.. yes*
Malek looks away and continues drinking, moving his black hair behind his pale coppery pointy ear
"Don't be shy."
"why." he stated bluntly. it was easy to tell he was both drunk and pissed
"Because you won't get what you want if you keep quiet about it."
he quickly whips his head to the side in a flurry of both disgust and confusion as his coppery face grows to be a dark green of a blush
"Don't be afraid of me. I just want to help."
"help with what?" he said, his voice growing stony and hard, as he stared at her. his pale green eyes almost as cold as ice
Sarana doesn't even flinch. "Everyone has a problem."
"hm" he stands up and smiles smoothly. he slips a hand gently on the left side of her neck "your cute but i dont think im your type" he says and winks
Sarana smiles. "You'd be surprised."
*forwarn Malek is Bi*
he smirks and sits back down "may i buy you a drink?"
*So is Sarana, actually.*
"I'll accept that."
*kelipso is Gay-Pan. Beansprout is straight. Malek is bi, And echo is aro*
*though beansprout ill probs never use*
He looked at the bartender and nodded and raised his voice. "SOLIDERS OF THE TAVERN. DRINKS ON ME!"
Sarana crosses her arms. "You really have that much gold?"
He pulls out a blue silk pouch almost bursting, "last thing I took, before I fled"
"Fled?"
"its a story" he said, not wanting to reveal anything. He sipped his drink.
She holds his hand. "I'm listening."
"Im supposed to be a prince but a family remember of mine stole the throne right from me"
Sarana gasps. "That's awful. How do you plan to take it back?"
"By not doing so, that one told me power is not everything" he said though his tone sounded like even he didn't believe it all the way, he pointed at Kalnor
"Then he's wrong. Power is everything. You either have power, or you're nothing. He's nothing. Unless you reclaim your throne, you won't be anything, either."
"i agree towards that theory" he muttered.
"I can help you get your throne back." She brushes his cheek with her fingertips.
*there we go ey boy*
Malek sighed and looked at her "I doubt you could help" he said.
"Then you're wrong."
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*im silently sketching The Brand choking someone and a friend of mine looked over my shoulder said "kinky". Time to burn this art I made :D*
*Lol. All my art should be burned. It sucks*
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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)
*Is there anyone sitting at the bar by themselves?*
*Atemos is.*
Darkflare approaches. "Why hello. Tell me, why are you here by yourself?" Darkflare is a fire genasi with ash-colored skin with a blueish hue to it, his hair is not actual flames, but they have the color of blue fire, it's medium length, and he usually has it styled so that it covers is left eye.
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Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
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?”
"I'm not injured anymore." Tear notices a scar on her cheek that didn't use to be there.
He smiles a little. “Your face would suggest otherwise. How’d that happen?” He gestures to the scar.
"I... I don't want to talk about it. Please."
He stops smiling. “OK. What would you prefer to talk about?”
"How... how are you able to turn invisible? I haven't heard of any magic like."
“It’s the tattoos. They act like camouflage. That way, truesight and similar doesn’t work on me. It took a lot of practice.”
"That's... amazing."
“Really? Thank you!” He grins. “What do you like to do?”
"What do you mean?"
“What do you enjoy doing?”
"I like taking walks in nature. Enjoying the fresh air. And I like spending time with my friends."
“Is it nice to walk around here? I never really paid much attention to the scenery before.”
"It really is. Especially the woods. They're so vibrant. Full of life."
“It sound wonderful.” Tear thinks for a second. “Do you have any friends in the tavern?”
Astara nods. "A few."
“Can I meet them?”
"Of course. I can introduce you to them, if you want."
“That’d be great.” He grins.
Astara looks around for any of her friends.
Tear waits patiently, smiling a little.
"I think most of them are still asleep. I'll tell you if they come out."
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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.”
"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?”
"I'm not injured anymore." Tear notices a scar on her cheek that didn't use to be there.
He smiles a little. “Your face would suggest otherwise. How’d that happen?” He gestures to the scar.
"I... I don't want to talk about it. Please."
He stops smiling. “OK. What would you prefer to talk about?”
"How... how are you able to turn invisible? I haven't heard of any magic like."
“It’s the tattoos. They act like camouflage. That way, truesight and similar doesn’t work on me. It took a lot of practice.”
"That's... amazing."
“Really? Thank you!” He grins. “What do you like to do?”
"What do you mean?"
“What do you enjoy doing?”
"I like taking walks in nature. Enjoying the fresh air. And I like spending time with my friends."
“Is it nice to walk around here? I never really paid much attention to the scenery before.”
"It really is. Especially the woods. They're so vibrant. Full of life."
“It sound wonderful.” Tear thinks for a second. “Do you have any friends in the tavern?”
Astara nods. "A few."
“Can I meet them?”
"Of course. I can introduce you to them, if you want."
Kelipso is petting a fluffy white huge dog who is trying to get inside but is too big.
Malek is still drunk as h e c k at the bar.
*maybe ill add new children.... m a y b e ill add echo. idk*
Sarana walks over and sits down next to Malek. "I don't think I've met you."
*Remember, you can only have three active at a time.*
*i know, thats why im considering not*
Malek looks up and blinks slowly. "who are ya?" he said, his accent was deep british.
Sarana smiles. "I'm Sarana. Who are you?"
*For reference, she's a succubus with red hair and lustful brown eyes.*
*oh!, i h a d an 18+ child i made but...
there are chikdren on here.. so.. yes*
Malek looks away and continues drinking, moving his black hair behind his pale coppery pointy ear
"Don't be shy."
"why." he stated bluntly. it was easy to tell he was both drunk and pissed
"Because you won't get what you want if you keep quiet about it."
he quickly whips his head to the side in a flurry of both disgust and confusion as his coppery face grows to be a dark green of a blush
"Don't be afraid of me. I just want to help."
"help with what?" he said, his voice growing stony and hard, as he stared at her. his pale green eyes almost as cold as ice
Sarana doesn't even flinch. "Everyone has a problem."
"hm" he stands up and smiles smoothly. he slips a hand gently on the left side of her neck "your cute but i dont think im your type" he says and winks
Sarana smiles. "You'd be surprised."
*forwarn Malek is Bi*
he smirks and sits back down "may i buy you a drink?"
*So is Sarana, actually.*
"I'll accept that."
*kelipso is Gay-Pan. Beansprout is straight. Malek is bi, And echo is aro*
*though beansprout ill probs never use*
He looked at the bartender and nodded and raised his voice. "SOLIDERS OF THE TAVERN. DRINKS ON ME!"
Sarana crosses her arms. "You really have that much gold?"
He pulls out a blue silk pouch almost bursting, "last thing I took, before I fled"
"Fled?"
"its a story" he said, not wanting to reveal anything. He sipped his drink.
She holds his hand. "I'm listening."
"Im supposed to be a prince but a family remember of mine stole the throne right from me"
Sarana gasps. "That's awful. How do you plan to take it back?"
"By not doing so, that one told me power is not everything" he said though his tone sounded like even he didn't believe it all the way, he pointed at Kalnor
"Then he's wrong. Power is everything. You either have power, or you're nothing. He's nothing. Unless you reclaim your throne, you won't be anything, either."
"i agree towards that theory" he muttered.
"I can help you get your throne back." She brushes his cheek with her fingertips.
*there we go ey boy*
Malek sighed and looked at her "I doubt you could help" he said.
"Then you're wrong."
"how am I wrong?" His voice raised a little in anger
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Im not going to attack you. Youve done nothing. Lift your head. Look me in the eyes"
She raises her head slightly, but refuses to meet his gaze.
He lowers his head down beneath hers, looking upwards "You have no need to fear me. Would you be more comfortable if I dropped the weapon down?"
She looks away, not responding.
He drops it "Calm down. For the moment while its only me here, you have nothing to fear. Whats scaring toy so much?" You can respond like this, if it feels safer
Please... just kill me. Please...
If you really want me to... I can. But... Talk first. Tell me whats happened
Just kill me! Don't make me hurt for longer! Please... just do it, please...
Vera.... Im sorry whats happened. He picked up the sword slowly Ill end it as swiftly as I can if you would like me to.... Any last words to say? Something for those here to remember you by?
The... the gods are right about you.
He takes a deep breath You ask me to give you a mercy, and thats what youd like to say? That Im some stain? Just a thing to destroy?
She flinches back. I don't know.
Its what you just said. He steps back I think I may stand by what I said earlier. I wont hurt you. I was going to give you that mercy, but if all you see from me trying to help you and do as you ask is a stain... Then you dont deserve that
You said the gods were wrong. But then you left me to them. And now I just want to die. Please.
Tell me... What are your current opinions on the gods, and on my kind. Answer honestly. Whether or not you die today depends on it
*Usually that last sentence would be used in a different context.*
The... the gods are right. You left me here to be hurt and please just let me die.
(Tell me. Whar did you expect me to do? Release you? Fight an entire palace worth of devils? Put others I care about at risk? I didnt leave you here so that youd be hurt. I left you because there was no other choice)
There's always another choice.
(Like what? What would you have done in my place, thinking with my perspective?)
I would have freed everyone. Even if it cost me my life.
(Vera.. Theres more than my life to think about. I have a friend Id be endangering. I have so much thatd be at risk. Think about what I see down here. If I released many here, their first move would be an attempt to kill me and those I care about. If thats what theyd do to you, would you free them all?)
You would let other people suffer so that you survive. You know this is wrong.
(... Parts are wrong. Others arent. These angels would to the same thing to me if they got the chance... Theyd take joy in it. My kind has been oppressed and destroyed by them for too long. Its justice thet theyre here)
You're wrong. The gods are good. They're right.
If theyre good, then why would the not help you? If Im being a stain by doing nothing to get you out, then why are they judged differently? They have more power to do so.
They can't help us here. They can't reach us down here.
They could try. They may perish, but I may do the same... If I had a chance to get you out now, would you do it? No questions asked?
There's no way out.
There may be... It will be costly, but there may be a way.
There's no way. The only escape is death.
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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.”
"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?”
"I'm not injured anymore." Tear notices a scar on her cheek that didn't use to be there.
He smiles a little. “Your face would suggest otherwise. How’d that happen?” He gestures to the scar.
"I... I don't want to talk about it. Please."
He stops smiling. “OK. What would you prefer to talk about?”
"How... how are you able to turn invisible? I haven't heard of any magic like."
“It’s the tattoos. They act like camouflage. That way, truesight and similar doesn’t work on me. It took a lot of practice.”
"That's... amazing."
“Really? Thank you!” He grins. “What do you like to do?”
"What do you mean?"
“What do you enjoy doing?”
"I like taking walks in nature. Enjoying the fresh air. And I like spending time with my friends."
“Is it nice to walk around here? I never really paid much attention to the scenery before.”
"It really is. Especially the woods. They're so vibrant. Full of life."
“It sound wonderful.” Tear thinks for a second. “Do you have any friends in the tavern?”
Astara nods. "A few."
“Can I meet them?”
"Of course. I can introduce you to them, if you want."
“That’d be great.” He grins.
Astara looks around for any of her friends.
Tear waits patiently, smiling a little.
"I think most of them are still asleep. I'll tell you if they come out."
“Thanks. I don’t think I’d have made any friends if I hadn’t talked to you.” He shifts. “A few of the people here are pretty intimidating.”
Kelipso is petting a fluffy white huge dog who is trying to get inside but is too big.
Malek is still drunk as h e c k at the bar.
*maybe ill add new children.... m a y b e ill add echo. idk*
Sarana walks over and sits down next to Malek. "I don't think I've met you."
*Remember, you can only have three active at a time.*
*i know, thats why im considering not*
Malek looks up and blinks slowly. "who are ya?" he said, his accent was deep british.
Sarana smiles. "I'm Sarana. Who are you?"
*For reference, she's a succubus with red hair and lustful brown eyes.*
*oh!, i h a d an 18+ child i made but...
there are chikdren on here.. so.. yes*
Malek looks away and continues drinking, moving his black hair behind his pale coppery pointy ear
"Don't be shy."
"why." he stated bluntly. it was easy to tell he was both drunk and pissed
"Because you won't get what you want if you keep quiet about it."
he quickly whips his head to the side in a flurry of both disgust and confusion as his coppery face grows to be a dark green of a blush
"Don't be afraid of me. I just want to help."
"help with what?" he said, his voice growing stony and hard, as he stared at her. his pale green eyes almost as cold as ice
Sarana doesn't even flinch. "Everyone has a problem."
"hm" he stands up and smiles smoothly. he slips a hand gently on the left side of her neck "your cute but i dont think im your type" he says and winks
Sarana smiles. "You'd be surprised."
*forwarn Malek is Bi*
he smirks and sits back down "may i buy you a drink?"
*So is Sarana, actually.*
"I'll accept that."
*kelipso is Gay-Pan. Beansprout is straight. Malek is bi, And echo is aro*
*though beansprout ill probs never use*
He looked at the bartender and nodded and raised his voice. "SOLIDERS OF THE TAVERN. DRINKS ON ME!"
Sarana crosses her arms. "You really have that much gold?"
He pulls out a blue silk pouch almost bursting, "last thing I took, before I fled"
"Fled?"
"its a story" he said, not wanting to reveal anything. He sipped his drink.
She holds his hand. "I'm listening."
"Im supposed to be a prince but a family remember of mine stole the throne right from me"
Sarana gasps. "That's awful. How do you plan to take it back?"
"By not doing so, that one told me power is not everything" he said though his tone sounded like even he didn't believe it all the way, he pointed at Kalnor
"Then he's wrong. Power is everything. You either have power, or you're nothing. He's nothing. Unless you reclaim your throne, you won't be anything, either."
"i agree towards that theory" he muttered.
"I can help you get your throne back." She brushes his cheek with her fingertips.
*there we go ey boy*
Malek sighed and looked at her "I doubt you could help" he said.
"Then you're wrong."
"how am I wrong?" His voice raised a little in anger
She smiles placatingly. "I can help."
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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.”
"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?”
"I'm not injured anymore." Tear notices a scar on her cheek that didn't use to be there.
He smiles a little. “Your face would suggest otherwise. How’d that happen?” He gestures to the scar.
"I... I don't want to talk about it. Please."
He stops smiling. “OK. What would you prefer to talk about?”
"How... how are you able to turn invisible? I haven't heard of any magic like."
“It’s the tattoos. They act like camouflage. That way, truesight and similar doesn’t work on me. It took a lot of practice.”
"That's... amazing."
“Really? Thank you!” He grins. “What do you like to do?”
"What do you mean?"
“What do you enjoy doing?”
"I like taking walks in nature. Enjoying the fresh air. And I like spending time with my friends."
“Is it nice to walk around here? I never really paid much attention to the scenery before.”
"It really is. Especially the woods. They're so vibrant. Full of life."
“It sound wonderful.” Tear thinks for a second. “Do you have any friends in the tavern?”
Astara nods. "A few."
“Can I meet them?”
"Of course. I can introduce you to them, if you want."
“That’d be great.” He grins.
Astara looks around for any of her friends.
Ir'lathk is watching people.
Astara walks over to her.
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"Im not going to attack you. Youve done nothing. Lift your head. Look me in the eyes"
She raises her head slightly, but refuses to meet his gaze.
He lowers his head down beneath hers, looking upwards "You have no need to fear me. Would you be more comfortable if I dropped the weapon down?"
She looks away, not responding.
He drops it "Calm down. For the moment while its only me here, you have nothing to fear. Whats scaring toy so much?" You can respond like this, if it feels safer
Please... just kill me. Please...
If you really want me to... I can. But... Talk first. Tell me whats happened
Just kill me! Don't make me hurt for longer! Please... just do it, please...
Vera.... Im sorry whats happened. He picked up the sword slowly Ill end it as swiftly as I can if you would like me to.... Any last words to say? Something for those here to remember you by?
The... the gods are right about you.
He takes a deep breath You ask me to give you a mercy, and thats what youd like to say? That Im some stain? Just a thing to destroy?
She flinches back. I don't know.
Its what you just said. He steps back I think I may stand by what I said earlier. I wont hurt you. I was going to give you that mercy, but if all you see from me trying to help you and do as you ask is a stain... Then you dont deserve that
You said the gods were wrong. But then you left me to them. And now I just want to die. Please.
Tell me... What are your current opinions on the gods, and on my kind. Answer honestly. Whether or not you die today depends on it
*Usually that last sentence would be used in a different context.*
The... the gods are right. You left me here to be hurt and please just let me die.
(Tell me. Whar did you expect me to do? Release you? Fight an entire palace worth of devils? Put others I care about at risk? I didnt leave you here so that youd be hurt. I left you because there was no other choice)
There's always another choice.
(Like what? What would you have done in my place, thinking with my perspective?)
I would have freed everyone. Even if it cost me my life.
(Vera.. Theres more than my life to think about. I have a friend Id be endangering. I have so much thatd be at risk. Think about what I see down here. If I released many here, their first move would be an attempt to kill me and those I care about. If thats what theyd do to you, would you free them all?)
You would let other people suffer so that you survive. You know this is wrong.
(... Parts are wrong. Others arent. These angels would to the same thing to me if they got the chance... Theyd take joy in it. My kind has been oppressed and destroyed by them for too long. Its justice thet theyre here)
You're wrong. The gods are good. They're right.
If theyre good, then why would the not help you? If Im being a stain by doing nothing to get you out, then why are they judged differently? They have more power to do so.
They can't help us here. They can't reach us down here.
They could try. They may perish, but I may do the same... If I had a chance to get you out now, would you do it? No questions asked?
There's no way out.
There may be... It will be costly, but there may be a way.
There's no way. The only escape is death.
Theres a deal I could offer... I could go back to the material... And come back with a possible prisoner exchange, if you and the warden would be willing to make a deal with me...
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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?”
"I'm not injured anymore." Tear notices a scar on her cheek that didn't use to be there.
He smiles a little. “Your face would suggest otherwise. How’d that happen?” He gestures to the scar.
"I... I don't want to talk about it. Please."
He stops smiling. “OK. What would you prefer to talk about?”
"How... how are you able to turn invisible? I haven't heard of any magic like."
“It’s the tattoos. They act like camouflage. That way, truesight and similar doesn’t work on me. It took a lot of practice.”
"That's... amazing."
“Really? Thank you!” He grins. “What do you like to do?”
"What do you mean?"
“What do you enjoy doing?”
"I like taking walks in nature. Enjoying the fresh air. And I like spending time with my friends."
“Is it nice to walk around here? I never really paid much attention to the scenery before.”
"It really is. Especially the woods. They're so vibrant. Full of life."
“It sound wonderful.” Tear thinks for a second. “Do you have any friends in the tavern?”
Astara nods. "A few."
“Can I meet them?”
"Of course. I can introduce you to them, if you want."
“That’d be great.” He grins.
Astara looks around for any of her friends.
Tear waits patiently, smiling a little.
"I think most of them are still asleep. I'll tell you if they come out."
“Thanks. I don’t think I’d have made any friends if I hadn’t talked to you.” He shifts. “A few of the people here are pretty intimidating.”
"You get used to it after enough time. Who do you think is intimidating?"
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Kelipso is petting a fluffy white huge dog who is trying to get inside but is too big.
Malek is still drunk as h e c k at the bar.
*maybe ill add new children.... m a y b e ill add echo. idk*
Sarana walks over and sits down next to Malek. "I don't think I've met you."
*Remember, you can only have three active at a time.*
*i know, thats why im considering not*
Malek looks up and blinks slowly. "who are ya?" he said, his accent was deep british.
Sarana smiles. "I'm Sarana. Who are you?"
*For reference, she's a succubus with red hair and lustful brown eyes.*
*oh!, i h a d an 18+ child i made but...
there are chikdren on here.. so.. yes*
Malek looks away and continues drinking, moving his black hair behind his pale coppery pointy ear
"Don't be shy."
"why." he stated bluntly. it was easy to tell he was both drunk and pissed
"Because you won't get what you want if you keep quiet about it."
he quickly whips his head to the side in a flurry of both disgust and confusion as his coppery face grows to be a dark green of a blush
"Don't be afraid of me. I just want to help."
"help with what?" he said, his voice growing stony and hard, as he stared at her. his pale green eyes almost as cold as ice
Sarana doesn't even flinch. "Everyone has a problem."
"hm" he stands up and smiles smoothly. he slips a hand gently on the left side of her neck "your cute but i dont think im your type" he says and winks
Sarana smiles. "You'd be surprised."
*forwarn Malek is Bi*
he smirks and sits back down "may i buy you a drink?"
*So is Sarana, actually.*
"I'll accept that."
*kelipso is Gay-Pan. Beansprout is straight. Malek is bi, And echo is aro*
*though beansprout ill probs never use*
He looked at the bartender and nodded and raised his voice. "SOLIDERS OF THE TAVERN. DRINKS ON ME!"
Sarana crosses her arms. "You really have that much gold?"
He pulls out a blue silk pouch almost bursting, "last thing I took, before I fled"
"Fled?"
"its a story" he said, not wanting to reveal anything. He sipped his drink.
She holds his hand. "I'm listening."
"Im supposed to be a prince but a family remember of mine stole the throne right from me"
Sarana gasps. "That's awful. How do you plan to take it back?"
"By not doing so, that one told me power is not everything" he said though his tone sounded like even he didn't believe it all the way, he pointed at Kalnor
"Then he's wrong. Power is everything. You either have power, or you're nothing. He's nothing. Unless you reclaim your throne, you won't be anything, either."
"i agree towards that theory" he muttered.
"I can help you get your throne back." She brushes his cheek with her fingertips.
*there we go ey boy*
Malek sighed and looked at her "I doubt you could help" he said.
"Then you're wrong."
"how am I wrong?" His voice raised a little in anger
She smiles placatingly. "I can help."
"...how?" He said, becoming a little more curious
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Im not going to attack you. Youve done nothing. Lift your head. Look me in the eyes"
She raises her head slightly, but refuses to meet his gaze.
He lowers his head down beneath hers, looking upwards "You have no need to fear me. Would you be more comfortable if I dropped the weapon down?"
She looks away, not responding.
He drops it "Calm down. For the moment while its only me here, you have nothing to fear. Whats scaring toy so much?" You can respond like this, if it feels safer
Please... just kill me. Please...
If you really want me to... I can. But... Talk first. Tell me whats happened
Just kill me! Don't make me hurt for longer! Please... just do it, please...
Vera.... Im sorry whats happened. He picked up the sword slowly Ill end it as swiftly as I can if you would like me to.... Any last words to say? Something for those here to remember you by?
The... the gods are right about you.
He takes a deep breath You ask me to give you a mercy, and thats what youd like to say? That Im some stain? Just a thing to destroy?
She flinches back. I don't know.
Its what you just said. He steps back I think I may stand by what I said earlier. I wont hurt you. I was going to give you that mercy, but if all you see from me trying to help you and do as you ask is a stain... Then you dont deserve that
You said the gods were wrong. But then you left me to them. And now I just want to die. Please.
Tell me... What are your current opinions on the gods, and on my kind. Answer honestly. Whether or not you die today depends on it
*Usually that last sentence would be used in a different context.*
The... the gods are right. You left me here to be hurt and please just let me die.
(Tell me. Whar did you expect me to do? Release you? Fight an entire palace worth of devils? Put others I care about at risk? I didnt leave you here so that youd be hurt. I left you because there was no other choice)
There's always another choice.
(Like what? What would you have done in my place, thinking with my perspective?)
I would have freed everyone. Even if it cost me my life.
(Vera.. Theres more than my life to think about. I have a friend Id be endangering. I have so much thatd be at risk. Think about what I see down here. If I released many here, their first move would be an attempt to kill me and those I care about. If thats what theyd do to you, would you free them all?)
You would let other people suffer so that you survive. You know this is wrong.
(... Parts are wrong. Others arent. These angels would to the same thing to me if they got the chance... Theyd take joy in it. My kind has been oppressed and destroyed by them for too long. Its justice thet theyre here)
You're wrong. The gods are good. They're right.
If theyre good, then why would the not help you? If Im being a stain by doing nothing to get you out, then why are they judged differently? They have more power to do so.
They can't help us here. They can't reach us down here.
They could try. They may perish, but I may do the same... If I had a chance to get you out now, would you do it? No questions asked?
There's no way out.
There may be... It will be costly, but there may be a way.
There's no way. The only escape is death.
Theres a deal I could offer... I could go back to the material... And come back with a possible prisoner exchange, if you and the warden would be willing to make a deal with me...
There's... there's no way...
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"Im not going to attack you. Youve done nothing. Lift your head. Look me in the eyes"
She raises her head slightly, but refuses to meet his gaze.
He lowers his head down beneath hers, looking upwards "You have no need to fear me. Would you be more comfortable if I dropped the weapon down?"
She looks away, not responding.
He drops it "Calm down. For the moment while its only me here, you have nothing to fear. Whats scaring toy so much?" You can respond like this, if it feels safer
Please... just kill me. Please...
If you really want me to... I can. But... Talk first. Tell me whats happened
Just kill me! Don't make me hurt for longer! Please... just do it, please...
Vera.... Im sorry whats happened. He picked up the sword slowly Ill end it as swiftly as I can if you would like me to.... Any last words to say? Something for those here to remember you by?
The... the gods are right about you.
He takes a deep breath You ask me to give you a mercy, and thats what youd like to say? That Im some stain? Just a thing to destroy?
She flinches back. I don't know.
Its what you just said. He steps back I think I may stand by what I said earlier. I wont hurt you. I was going to give you that mercy, but if all you see from me trying to help you and do as you ask is a stain... Then you dont deserve that
You said the gods were wrong. But then you left me to them. And now I just want to die. Please.
Tell me... What are your current opinions on the gods, and on my kind. Answer honestly. Whether or not you die today depends on it
*Usually that last sentence would be used in a different context.*
The... the gods are right. You left me here to be hurt and please just let me die.
(Tell me. Whar did you expect me to do? Release you? Fight an entire palace worth of devils? Put others I care about at risk? I didnt leave you here so that youd be hurt. I left you because there was no other choice)
There's always another choice.
(Like what? What would you have done in my place, thinking with my perspective?)
I would have freed everyone. Even if it cost me my life.
(Vera.. Theres more than my life to think about. I have a friend Id be endangering. I have so much thatd be at risk. Think about what I see down here. If I released many here, their first move would be an attempt to kill me and those I care about. If thats what theyd do to you, would you free them all?)
You would let other people suffer so that you survive. You know this is wrong.
(... Parts are wrong. Others arent. These angels would to the same thing to me if they got the chance... Theyd take joy in it. My kind has been oppressed and destroyed by them for too long. Its justice thet theyre here)
You're wrong. The gods are good. They're right.
If theyre good, then why would the not help you? If Im being a stain by doing nothing to get you out, then why are they judged differently? They have more power to do so.
They can't help us here. They can't reach us down here.
They could try. They may perish, but I may do the same... If I had a chance to get you out now, would you do it? No questions asked?
There's no way out.
There may be... It will be costly, but there may be a way.
There's no way. The only escape is death.
Theres a deal I could offer... I could go back to the material... And come back with a possible prisoner exchange, if you and the warden would be willing to make a deal with me...
There's... there's no way...
There could be. Youd just need to give things up... How powerful are you? Whats the strongest spell you could cast outside of here?
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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)
Kelipso is petting a fluffy white huge dog who is trying to get inside but is too big.
Malek is still drunk as h e c k at the bar.
*maybe ill add new children.... m a y b e ill add echo. idk*
Sarana walks over and sits down next to Malek. "I don't think I've met you."
*Remember, you can only have three active at a time.*
*i know, thats why im considering not*
Malek looks up and blinks slowly. "who are ya?" he said, his accent was deep british.
Sarana smiles. "I'm Sarana. Who are you?"
*For reference, she's a succubus with red hair and lustful brown eyes.*
*oh!, i h a d an 18+ child i made but...
there are chikdren on here.. so.. yes*
Malek looks away and continues drinking, moving his black hair behind his pale coppery pointy ear
"Don't be shy."
"why." he stated bluntly. it was easy to tell he was both drunk and pissed
"Because you won't get what you want if you keep quiet about it."
he quickly whips his head to the side in a flurry of both disgust and confusion as his coppery face grows to be a dark green of a blush
"Don't be afraid of me. I just want to help."
"help with what?" he said, his voice growing stony and hard, as he stared at her. his pale green eyes almost as cold as ice
Sarana doesn't even flinch. "Everyone has a problem."
"hm" he stands up and smiles smoothly. he slips a hand gently on the left side of her neck "your cute but i dont think im your type" he says and winks
Sarana smiles. "You'd be surprised."
*forwarn Malek is Bi*
he smirks and sits back down "may i buy you a drink?"
*So is Sarana, actually.*
"I'll accept that."
*kelipso is Gay-Pan. Beansprout is straight. Malek is bi, And echo is aro*
*though beansprout ill probs never use*
He looked at the bartender and nodded and raised his voice. "SOLIDERS OF THE TAVERN. DRINKS ON ME!"
Sarana crosses her arms. "You really have that much gold?"
He pulls out a blue silk pouch almost bursting, "last thing I took, before I fled"
"Fled?"
"its a story" he said, not wanting to reveal anything. He sipped his drink.
She holds his hand. "I'm listening."
"Im supposed to be a prince but a family remember of mine stole the throne right from me"
Sarana gasps. "That's awful. How do you plan to take it back?"
"By not doing so, that one told me power is not everything" he said though his tone sounded like even he didn't believe it all the way, he pointed at Kalnor
"Then he's wrong. Power is everything. You either have power, or you're nothing. He's nothing. Unless you reclaim your throne, you won't be anything, either."
"i agree towards that theory" he muttered.
"I can help you get your throne back." She brushes his cheek with her fingertips.
*there we go ey boy*
Malek sighed and looked at her "I doubt you could help" he said.
"Then you're wrong."
"how am I wrong?" His voice raised a little in anger
She smiles placatingly. "I can help."
"...how?" He said, becoming a little more curious
"Think of it as an investment. I use my considerable influence to help you reclaim your throne. You pay me back later when you have even more power."
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*im silently sketching The Brand choking someone and a friend of mine looked over my shoulder said "kinky". Time to burn this art I made :D*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Then you're wrong."
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*Lol. All my art should be burned. It sucks*
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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Darkflare approaches. "Why hello. Tell me, why are you here by yourself?" Darkflare is a fire genasi with ash-colored skin with a blueish hue to it, his hair is not actual flames, but they have the color of blue fire, it's medium length, and he usually has it styled so that it covers is left eye.
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.
"I think most of them are still asleep. I'll tell you if they come out."
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
Ir'lathk is watching people.
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
"how am I wrong?" His voice raised a little in anger
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
There's no way. The only escape is death.
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*b r u H. Its not"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“Thanks. I don’t think I’d have made any friends if I hadn’t talked to you.” He shifts. “A few of the people here are pretty intimidating.”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
She smiles placatingly. "I can help."
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
Astara walks over to her.
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
Theres a deal I could offer... I could go back to the material... And come back with a possible prisoner exchange, if you and the warden would be willing to make a deal with me...
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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"You get used to it after enough time. Who do you think is intimidating?"
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
"...how?" He said, becoming a little more curious
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
There's... there's no way...
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
"Hello."
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
There could be. Youd just need to give things up... How powerful are you? Whats the strongest spell you could cast outside of 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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* Hey, Thauraeln, Redpelt, could you maybe cut the quotes in half or something? It's just making it a bit harder to scroll.*
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.
"Think of it as an investment. I use my considerable influence to help you reclaim your throne. You pay me back later when you have even more power."
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.