Ethan is walking downstairs, and looks extremely tired.
Astara looks at him. "Are you okay?"
He yawns. "Just a few tiring days."
"Can I help?"
"No, thanks. I-I don't think I'll need any."
"It's... it's just... you saved me. I want to repay you for that."
"I don't know if that was me, and it all seems like an impossible dream. How did anyone survive that?"
"I... I don't know."
"I've only been here for a few weeks, and this place seems to just be utter chaos, and I can't tell if I'm ill or this is reality."
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The Circle of Hedgehogs Druid Beholder/Animated Armor Level -20 Bardof the OIADSB Cult, here are our rules.Sig.Also a sauce council member, but it's been dead for a while.
Caleb is drawing at a table. He seems less sick, no longer coughing up blood for now
Bunker is mixing something together in a mortar and pestle
Nia looks at Caleb *they see through Chit'ter*. "Hey, weren't you the kid that dimwit Detective Crash was chasing? You okay?"
"U-uh, yeah.... i'm ok,"
"They're an idiot, aren't they. Sorry they disturbed you."
"I-it was scary"
"How old are you?"
"I-i'm 7... almost 8"
Nia will cast silent image, sending up a cloud of sparks. "I can calm your nerves if you like. But, for now, fireworks, unless you wish to fly?"
"I'm a-alright, but thanks"
"Alright."
Caleb smiles a bit before returning to his drawing
"I can't see all too well, what are the others up to?"
"Others?"
"Everyone that isn't you or I."
"Uhhh, a lot of things are being done by people."
"Righto. So... Stuff."
"I guess?"
"Perfectly eloquent. Yeah. Uh... How do you signal a waiter in this place?"
"Theres a bar, and you can order there"
"That's helpful kid, but might I remind you I'm entirely blind? Hey! Waiter! I've got an order to place!"
A small, red kobold wearing a red soup pot on their head waddles over. "I'm not a WAITER! I am Nob Dobbins, the chef! Some might say the best chef in the multiverse!"
"Drink of vodka and tonic for me, please, and uhh... what do you want, kid?"
"I'm not some DIMWIT WAITER! I am a CHEF! THE CHEF! Place your orders and some loser can take them for me."
Caleb is drawing at a table. He seems less sick, no longer coughing up blood for now
Bunker is mixing something together in a mortar and pestle
Nia looks at Caleb *they see through Chit'ter*. "Hey, weren't you the kid that dimwit Detective Crash was chasing? You okay?"
"U-uh, yeah.... i'm ok,"
"They're an idiot, aren't they. Sorry they disturbed you."
"I-it was scary"
"How old are you?"
"I-i'm 7... almost 8"
Nia will cast silent image, sending up a cloud of sparks. "I can calm your nerves if you like. But, for now, fireworks, unless you wish to fly?"
"I'm a-alright, but thanks"
"Alright."
Caleb smiles a bit before returning to his drawing
"I can't see all too well, what are the others up to?"
"Others?"
"Everyone that isn't you or I."
"Uhhh, a lot of things are being done by people."
"Righto. So... Stuff."
"I guess?"
"Perfectly eloquent. Yeah. Uh... How do you signal a waiter in this place?"
"Theres a bar, and you can order there"
"That's helpful kid, but might I remind you I'm entirely blind? Hey! Waiter! I've got an order to place!"
A small, red kobold wearing a red soup pot on their head waddles over. "I'm not a WAITER! I am Nob Dobbins, the chef! Some might say the best chef in the multiverse!"
"Drink of vodka and tonic for me, please, and uhh... what do you want, kid?"
"I'm not some DIMWIT WAITER! I am a CHEF! THE CHEF! Place your orders and some loser can take them for me."
Caleb is drawing at a table. He seems less sick, no longer coughing up blood for now
Bunker is mixing something together in a mortar and pestle
Nia looks at Caleb *they see through Chit'ter*. "Hey, weren't you the kid that dimwit Detective Crash was chasing? You okay?"
"U-uh, yeah.... i'm ok,"
"They're an idiot, aren't they. Sorry they disturbed you."
"I-it was scary"
"How old are you?"
"I-i'm 7... almost 8"
Nia will cast silent image, sending up a cloud of sparks. "I can calm your nerves if you like. But, for now, fireworks, unless you wish to fly?"
"I'm a-alright, but thanks"
"Alright."
Caleb smiles a bit before returning to his drawing
"I can't see all too well, what are the others up to?"
"Others?"
"Everyone that isn't you or I."
"Uhhh, a lot of things are being done by people."
"Righto. So... Stuff."
"I guess?"
"Perfectly eloquent. Yeah. Uh... How do you signal a waiter in this place?"
"Theres a bar, and you can order there"
"That's helpful kid, but might I remind you I'm entirely blind? Hey! Waiter! I've got an order to place!"
A small, red kobold wearing a red soup pot on their head waddles over. "I'm not a WAITER! I am Nob Dobbins, the chef! Some might say the best chef in the multiverse!"
"Drink of vodka and tonic for me, please, and uhh... what do you want, kid?"
"I'm not some DIMWIT WAITER! I am a CHEF! THE CHEF! Place your orders and some loser can take them for me."
"Uhhh, can i have a sandwich mr. dobbins?"
Dobbins sighs. "A sandwich? A SANDWICH? HEAR THAT! The kid wants a SANDWICH! My gods, people are so dull these days!" Dobbins waddles off, followed by a rubbish-bin robot. Nia laughs.
Caleb is drawing at a table. He seems less sick, no longer coughing up blood for now
Bunker is mixing something together in a mortar and pestle
Nia looks at Caleb *they see through Chit'ter*. "Hey, weren't you the kid that dimwit Detective Crash was chasing? You okay?"
"U-uh, yeah.... i'm ok,"
"They're an idiot, aren't they. Sorry they disturbed you."
"I-it was scary"
"How old are you?"
"I-i'm 7... almost 8"
Nia will cast silent image, sending up a cloud of sparks. "I can calm your nerves if you like. But, for now, fireworks, unless you wish to fly?"
"I'm a-alright, but thanks"
"Alright."
Caleb smiles a bit before returning to his drawing
"I can't see all too well, what are the others up to?"
"Others?"
"Everyone that isn't you or I."
"Uhhh, a lot of things are being done by people."
"Righto. So... Stuff."
"I guess?"
"Perfectly eloquent. Yeah. Uh... How do you signal a waiter in this place?"
"Theres a bar, and you can order there"
"That's helpful kid, but might I remind you I'm entirely blind? Hey! Waiter! I've got an order to place!"
A small, red kobold wearing a red soup pot on their head waddles over. "I'm not a WAITER! I am Nob Dobbins, the chef! Some might say the best chef in the multiverse!"
"Drink of vodka and tonic for me, please, and uhh... what do you want, kid?"
"I'm not some DIMWIT WAITER! I am a CHEF! THE CHEF! Place your orders and some loser can take them for me."
"Uhhh, can i have a sandwich mr. dobbins?"
Dobbins sighs. "A sandwich? A SANDWICH? HEAR THAT! The kid wants a SANDWICH! My gods, people are so dull these days!" Dobbins waddles off, followed by a rubbish-bin robot. Nia laughs.
Caleb is drawing at a table. He seems less sick, no longer coughing up blood for now
Bunker is mixing something together in a mortar and pestle
Nia looks at Caleb *they see through Chit'ter*. "Hey, weren't you the kid that dimwit Detective Crash was chasing? You okay?"
"U-uh, yeah.... i'm ok,"
"They're an idiot, aren't they. Sorry they disturbed you."
"I-it was scary"
"How old are you?"
"I-i'm 7... almost 8"
Nia will cast silent image, sending up a cloud of sparks. "I can calm your nerves if you like. But, for now, fireworks, unless you wish to fly?"
"I'm a-alright, but thanks"
"Alright."
Caleb smiles a bit before returning to his drawing
"I can't see all too well, what are the others up to?"
"Others?"
"Everyone that isn't you or I."
"Uhhh, a lot of things are being done by people."
"Righto. So... Stuff."
"I guess?"
"Perfectly eloquent. Yeah. Uh... How do you signal a waiter in this place?"
"Theres a bar, and you can order there"
"That's helpful kid, but might I remind you I'm entirely blind? Hey! Waiter! I've got an order to place!"
A small, red kobold wearing a red soup pot on their head waddles over. "I'm not a WAITER! I am Nob Dobbins, the chef! Some might say the best chef in the multiverse!"
"Drink of vodka and tonic for me, please, and uhh... what do you want, kid?"
"I'm not some DIMWIT WAITER! I am a CHEF! THE CHEF! Place your orders and some loser can take them for me."
"Uhhh, can i have a sandwich mr. dobbins?"
Dobbins sighs. "A sandwich? A SANDWICH? HEAR THAT! The kid wants a SANDWICH! My gods, people are so dull these days!" Dobbins waddles off, followed by a rubbish-bin robot. Nia laughs.
"What a maniac, am I right?"
"Yeah.... he's odd"
Nia laughs again. "Should we pull a prank on him when he returns? Should I levitate him off the ground? Or create a giant slug illusion? Or put Chit'ter in that rubbish bin droid of his?"
Caleb is drawing at a table. He seems less sick, no longer coughing up blood for now
Bunker is mixing something together in a mortar and pestle
Nia looks at Caleb *they see through Chit'ter*. "Hey, weren't you the kid that dimwit Detective Crash was chasing? You okay?"
"U-uh, yeah.... i'm ok,"
"They're an idiot, aren't they. Sorry they disturbed you."
"I-it was scary"
"How old are you?"
"I-i'm 7... almost 8"
Nia will cast silent image, sending up a cloud of sparks. "I can calm your nerves if you like. But, for now, fireworks, unless you wish to fly?"
"I'm a-alright, but thanks"
"Alright."
Caleb smiles a bit before returning to his drawing
"I can't see all too well, what are the others up to?"
"Others?"
"Everyone that isn't you or I."
"Uhhh, a lot of things are being done by people."
"Righto. So... Stuff."
"I guess?"
"Perfectly eloquent. Yeah. Uh... How do you signal a waiter in this place?"
"Theres a bar, and you can order there"
"That's helpful kid, but might I remind you I'm entirely blind? Hey! Waiter! I've got an order to place!"
A small, red kobold wearing a red soup pot on their head waddles over. "I'm not a WAITER! I am Nob Dobbins, the chef! Some might say the best chef in the multiverse!"
"Drink of vodka and tonic for me, please, and uhh... what do you want, kid?"
"I'm not some DIMWIT WAITER! I am a CHEF! THE CHEF! Place your orders and some loser can take them for me."
"Uhhh, can i have a sandwich mr. dobbins?"
Dobbins sighs. "A sandwich? A SANDWICH? HEAR THAT! The kid wants a SANDWICH! My gods, people are so dull these days!" Dobbins waddles off, followed by a rubbish-bin robot. Nia laughs.
"What a maniac, am I right?"
"Yeah.... he's odd"
Nia laughs again. "Should we pull a prank on him when he returns? Should I levitate him off the ground? Or create a giant slug illusion? Or put Chit'ter in that rubbish bin droid of his?"
"fun." he said, getting soaked in a matter of seconds. he whistles for gordon who comes bounding out of the forest, damp
"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 Circle of Hedgehogs Druid Beholder/Animated Armor Level -20 Bard of the OIADSB Cult, here are our rules. Sig. Also a sauce council member, but it's been dead for a while.
Caleb smiles a bit before returning to his drawing
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
Jason nods, "Yep. I really liked the rain as a kid"
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
"I can't see all too well, what are the others up to?"
Frequent Eladrin || They/Them, but accept all pronouns
Luz Noceda would like to remind you that you're worth loving!
"bet you looked annoyingly hot then as you do now" Kelipso said and poked him smirking
"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]
"Others?"
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
"Not really. Life didn't treat me too well back then."
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
"Everyone that isn't you or I."
Frequent Eladrin || They/Them, but accept all pronouns
Luz Noceda would like to remind you that you're worth loving!
"Uhhh, a lot of things are being done by people."
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
"Righto. So... Stuff."
Frequent Eladrin || They/Them, but accept all pronouns
Luz Noceda would like to remind you that you're worth loving!
"I guess?"
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
"Perfectly eloquent. Yeah. Uh... How do you signal a waiter in this place?"
Frequent Eladrin || They/Them, but accept all pronouns
Luz Noceda would like to remind you that you're worth loving!
"Theres a bar, and you can order there"
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
"That's helpful kid, but might I remind you I'm entirely blind? Hey! Waiter! I've got an order to place!"
A small, red kobold wearing a red soup pot on their head waddles over. "I'm not a WAITER! I am Nob Dobbins, the chef! Some might say the best chef in the multiverse!"
"Drink of vodka and tonic for me, please, and uhh... what do you want, kid?"
"I'm not some DIMWIT WAITER! I am a CHEF! THE CHEF! Place your orders and some loser can take them for me."
Frequent Eladrin || They/Them, but accept all pronouns
Luz Noceda would like to remind you that you're worth loving!
"Uhhh, can i have a sandwich mr. dobbins?"
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
Dobbins sighs. "A sandwich? A SANDWICH? HEAR THAT! The kid wants a SANDWICH! My gods, people are so dull these days!" Dobbins waddles off, followed by a rubbish-bin robot. Nia laughs.
"What a maniac, am I right?"
Frequent Eladrin || They/Them, but accept all pronouns
Luz Noceda would like to remind you that you're worth loving!
"Yeah.... he's odd"
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
Nia laughs again. "Should we pull a prank on him when he returns? Should I levitate him off the ground? Or create a giant slug illusion? Or put Chit'ter in that rubbish bin droid of his?"
Frequent Eladrin || They/Them, but accept all pronouns
Luz Noceda would like to remind you that you're worth loving!
"Pour water on him?"
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