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?"
"Pour water on him?"
"Sure. But let's do it from somewhere he can't see us. Do you know where some water is?"
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?"
"Pour water on him?"
"Sure. But let's do it from somewhere he can't see us. Do you know where some water is?"
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)
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?"
"Pour water on him?"
"Sure. But let's do it from somewhere he can't see us. Do you know where some water is?"
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?"
"Pour water on him?"
"Sure. But let's do it from somewhere he can't see us. Do you know where some water is?"
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?"
"Pour water on him?"
"Sure. But let's do it from somewhere he can't see us. Do you know where some water is?"
"Theres a pump out back,"
"Can you please take me there? Quickly!"
He points to the backdoor, "Right out there."
"Kid, I'm blind. I'll run into doors. I ran into a vampire the other day, and nearly died."
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?"
"Pour water on him?"
"Sure. But let's do it from somewhere he can't see us. Do you know where some water is?"
"Theres a pump out back,"
"Can you please take me there? Quickly!"
He points to the backdoor, "Right out there."
"Kid, I'm blind. I'll run into doors. I ran into a vampire the other day, and nearly died."
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?"
"Pour water on him?"
"Sure. But let's do it from somewhere he can't see us. Do you know where some water is?"
"Theres a pump out back,"
"Can you please take me there? Quickly!"
He points to the backdoor, "Right out there."
"Kid, I'm blind. I'll run into doors. I ran into a vampire the other day, and nearly died."
"C-can't you use a service pet?"
Nia laughs. "This thing is faulty." She shows Caleb Chit'ter, who's eating cough drops.
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."
"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?"
"Pour water on him?"
"Sure. But let's do it from somewhere he can't see us. Do you know where some water is?"
"Theres a pump out back,"
"Can you please take me there? Quickly!"
He points to the backdoor, "Right out there."
"Kid, I'm blind. I'll run into doors. I ran into a vampire the other day, and nearly died."
"C-can't you use a service pet?"
Nia laughs. "This thing is faulty." She shows Caleb Chit'ter, who's eating cough drops.
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?"
"Pour water on him?"
"Sure. But let's do it from somewhere he can't see us. Do you know where some water is?"
"Theres a pump out back,"
"Can you please take me there? Quickly!"
He points to the backdoor, "Right out there."
"Kid, I'm blind. I'll run into doors. I ran into a vampire the other day, and nearly died."
"C-can't you use a service pet?"
Nia laughs. "This thing is faulty." She shows Caleb Chit'ter, who's eating cough drops.
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Homebrew (Mostly Outdated):Magic Items,Monsters,Spells,Subclasses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
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?"
"Pour water on him?"
"Sure. But let's do it from somewhere he can't see us. Do you know where some water is?"
"Theres a pump out back,"
"Can you please take me there? Quickly!"
He points to the backdoor, "Right out there."
"Kid, I'm blind. I'll run into doors. I ran into a vampire the other day, and nearly died."
"C-can't you use a service pet?"
Nia laughs. "This thing is faulty." She shows Caleb Chit'ter, who's eating cough drops.
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.
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Homebrew (Mostly Outdated):Magic Items,Monsters,Spells,Subclasses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
The 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.
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Homebrew (Mostly Outdated):Magic Items,Monsters,Spells,Subclasses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
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)
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Homebrew (Mostly Outdated):Magic Items,Monsters,Spells,Subclasses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
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"Sure. But let's do it from somewhere he can't see us. Do you know where some water is?"
Frequent Eladrin || They/Them, but accept all pronouns
Luz Noceda would like to remind you that you're worth loving!
"Theres a pump out back,"
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
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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)
"Can you please take me there? Quickly!"
Frequent Eladrin || They/Them, but accept all pronouns
Luz Noceda would like to remind you that you're worth loving!
He points to the backdoor, "Right out 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
"Kid, I'm blind. I'll run into doors. I ran into a vampire the other day, and nearly died."
Frequent Eladrin || They/Them, but accept all pronouns
Luz Noceda would like to remind you that you're worth loving!
"C-can't you use a service pet?"
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. "This thing is faulty." She shows Caleb Chit'ter, who's eating cough drops.
Frequent Eladrin || They/Them, but accept all pronouns
Luz Noceda would like to remind you that you're worth loving!
Ethan is closing his eyes.
Shadows is 'looking' at everyone.
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.
"Are cough drops safe for it?"
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
"Well, we'll soon find out."
Frequent Eladrin || They/Them, but accept all pronouns
Luz Noceda would like to remind you that you're worth loving!
*Hello!*
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall.
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
"....Thats bad..."
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
*Miniature Giant Space Kobolds are here.*
Frequent Eladrin || They/Them, but accept all pronouns
Luz Noceda would like to remind you that you're worth loving!
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.
*I'm too tired to process this.*
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall.
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*Internet finally working again!*
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.
*Nice!*
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall.
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
Kalnor teleports in, looking around quickly
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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Mithris waves. "Hello."
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall.
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.