A fiery portal opens up on the ceiling of the tavern, dropping a woman straight onto a table. The woman herself is 5'11, seems to be wearing royal-looking clothes, her hair is long and golden-blonde, her eyes are hazel, and a lute fell in behind her, landing on her chest. The portal closes behind the lute, and she lays there for a second before getting up and brushing herself off, looking annoyed. "That is the last time I challenge Tiamat to poker! She's a freakin' sore loser!" She grumbled to herself. She grabs her lute and checks it for any damage.
*I more or less just copy pasted from her intro in the BackBone, I wasn't feeling creative enough to write a whole new introduction.*
Caleb looks at her, confused, "Are you ok?"
"I'm fine. Though I'm annoyed that T just dropped me here without even telling me where she was dropping me! Could you tell me where I'm at? It seems like a tavern, but I just want to be sure."
"You're in a tavern. I think the city is called lesta"
"Ah, great. T dropped me somewhere I haven't even heard of. Just wonderful. At least I'm in a tavern."
He nods, "This place is pretty nice though,"
"Hmph, last time, she dropped me in a cart of hay in the middle of nowhere."
"Then this is better, right? Also who is tiamat?"
"The goddess of dragons. A sore loser in poker."
"Makes sense."
" I'm Emeline Crowstone of House Crowstone. What's your name?"
"Nice to meet you, i'm caleb"
"How come you didn't know who Tiamat was?"
"I'm 8,"
"Oh." She starts tuning her lute a little bit. "Still, haven't you even heard some stories about her?"
"Not really, i'm not used to many stories"
"Your parents never told you bedtime stories?"
"I... i didn't have parents"
"You're an orphan? I'm sorry."
"Its ok, you didn't know,"
"Yeah, but an 8 year old in a tavern by himself? It was my fault for not doing the math."
"I've got some adopted guardians, so i think its fine"
"Well, that's a relief. Where are your guardians now?"
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A fiery portal opens up on the ceiling of the tavern, dropping a woman straight onto a table. The woman herself is 5'11, seems to be wearing royal-looking clothes, her hair is long and golden-blonde, her eyes are hazel, and a lute fell in behind her, landing on her chest. The portal closes behind the lute, and she lays there for a second before getting up and brushing herself off, looking annoyed. "That is the last time I challenge Tiamat to poker! She's a freakin' sore loser!" She grumbled to herself. She grabs her lute and checks it for any damage.
*I more or less just copy pasted from her intro in the BackBone, I wasn't feeling creative enough to write a whole new introduction.*
Caleb looks at her, confused, "Are you ok?"
"I'm fine. Though I'm annoyed that T just dropped me here without even telling me where she was dropping me! Could you tell me where I'm at? It seems like a tavern, but I just want to be sure."
"You're in a tavern. I think the city is called lesta"
"Ah, great. T dropped me somewhere I haven't even heard of. Just wonderful. At least I'm in a tavern."
He nods, "This place is pretty nice though,"
"Hmph, last time, she dropped me in a cart of hay in the middle of nowhere."
"Then this is better, right? Also who is tiamat?"
"The goddess of dragons. A sore loser in poker."
"Makes sense."
" I'm Emeline Crowstone of House Crowstone. What's your name?"
"Nice to meet you, i'm caleb"
"How come you didn't know who Tiamat was?"
"I'm 8,"
"Oh." She starts tuning her lute a little bit. "Still, haven't you even heard some stories about her?"
"Not really, i'm not used to many stories"
"Your parents never told you bedtime stories?"
"I... i didn't have parents"
"You're an orphan? I'm sorry."
"Its ok, you didn't know,"
"Yeah, but an 8 year old in a tavern by himself? It was my fault for not doing the math."
"I've got some adopted guardians, so i think its fine"
"Well, that's a relief. Where are your guardians now?"
"My mom is in and out, and my dad tends to be a bit busy from time to time"
A fiery portal opens up on the ceiling of the tavern, dropping a woman straight onto a table. The woman herself is 5'11, seems to be wearing royal-looking clothes, her hair is long and golden-blonde, her eyes are hazel, and a lute fell in behind her, landing on her chest. The portal closes behind the lute, and she lays there for a second before getting up and brushing herself off, looking annoyed. "That is the last time I challenge Tiamat to poker! She's a freakin' sore loser!" She grumbled to herself. She grabs her lute and checks it for any damage.
*I more or less just copy pasted from her intro in the BackBone, I wasn't feeling creative enough to write a whole new introduction.*
Caleb looks at her, confused, "Are you ok?"
"I'm fine. Though I'm annoyed that T just dropped me here without even telling me where she was dropping me! Could you tell me where I'm at? It seems like a tavern, but I just want to be sure."
"You're in a tavern. I think the city is called lesta"
"Ah, great. T dropped me somewhere I haven't even heard of. Just wonderful. At least I'm in a tavern."
He nods, "This place is pretty nice though,"
"Hmph, last time, she dropped me in a cart of hay in the middle of nowhere."
"Then this is better, right? Also who is tiamat?"
"The goddess of dragons. A sore loser in poker."
"Makes sense."
" I'm Emeline Crowstone of House Crowstone. What's your name?"
"Nice to meet you, i'm caleb"
"How come you didn't know who Tiamat was?"
"I'm 8,"
"Oh." She starts tuning her lute a little bit. "Still, haven't you even heard some stories about her?"
"Not really, i'm not used to many stories"
"Your parents never told you bedtime stories?"
"I... i didn't have parents"
"You're an orphan? I'm sorry."
"Its ok, you didn't know,"
"Yeah, but an 8 year old in a tavern by himself? It was my fault for not doing the math."
"I've got some adopted guardians, so i think its fine"
"Well, that's a relief. Where are your guardians now?"
"My mom is in and out, and my dad tends to be a bit busy from time to time"
"Do you feel lonely?"
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A fiery portal opens up on the ceiling of the tavern, dropping a woman straight onto a table. The woman herself is 5'11, seems to be wearing royal-looking clothes, her hair is long and golden-blonde, her eyes are hazel, and a lute fell in behind her, landing on her chest. The portal closes behind the lute, and she lays there for a second before getting up and brushing herself off, looking annoyed. "That is the last time I challenge Tiamat to poker! She's a freakin' sore loser!" She grumbled to herself. She grabs her lute and checks it for any damage.
*I more or less just copy pasted from her intro in the BackBone, I wasn't feeling creative enough to write a whole new introduction.*
Caleb looks at her, confused, "Are you ok?"
"I'm fine. Though I'm annoyed that T just dropped me here without even telling me where she was dropping me! Could you tell me where I'm at? It seems like a tavern, but I just want to be sure."
"You're in a tavern. I think the city is called lesta"
"Ah, great. T dropped me somewhere I haven't even heard of. Just wonderful. At least I'm in a tavern."
He nods, "This place is pretty nice though,"
"Hmph, last time, she dropped me in a cart of hay in the middle of nowhere."
"Then this is better, right? Also who is tiamat?"
"The goddess of dragons. A sore loser in poker."
"Makes sense."
" I'm Emeline Crowstone of House Crowstone. What's your name?"
"Nice to meet you, i'm caleb"
"How come you didn't know who Tiamat was?"
"I'm 8,"
"Oh." She starts tuning her lute a little bit. "Still, haven't you even heard some stories about her?"
"Not really, i'm not used to many stories"
"Your parents never told you bedtime stories?"
"I... i didn't have parents"
"You're an orphan? I'm sorry."
"Its ok, you didn't know,"
"Yeah, but an 8 year old in a tavern by himself? It was my fault for not doing the math."
"I've got some adopted guardians, so i think its fine"
"Well, that's a relief. Where are your guardians now?"
"My mom is in and out, and my dad tends to be a bit busy from time to time"
A fiery portal opens up on the ceiling of the tavern, dropping a woman straight onto a table. The woman herself is 5'11, seems to be wearing royal-looking clothes, her hair is long and golden-blonde, her eyes are hazel, and a lute fell in behind her, landing on her chest. The portal closes behind the lute, and she lays there for a second before getting up and brushing herself off, looking annoyed. "That is the last time I challenge Tiamat to poker! She's a freakin' sore loser!" She grumbled to herself. She grabs her lute and checks it for any damage.
*I more or less just copy pasted from her intro in the BackBone, I wasn't feeling creative enough to write a whole new introduction.*
Tiamor looks up:"Did you say tiamat?"
She looks over. "Yeah, Tiamat," She put her hands up sarcastically. "goddess of dragons. Sore loser in poker."
"Funny thing is, tiamat's my mom,where is she now adays anyway, haven't heard from her in a while."
"Oh, she got in some trouble with the rest of the pantheon, so she's sort of on house arrest in a pocket dimension. She's very bored."
"I didn't know she knew how to play poker, might be a fun way to screw with her though."
"Don't win too much, or she'll drop you in random places like this. So you're her kid? Nice to meet you... what was your name?"
"Yeah I am,names tiamor,who might you be?"
She does a theatrical bow. "Emeline Crowsrone of House Crowstone. Call me Emily for short."
"Nice to meet you emily."
"It's such a coincidence I met T's son after I was just with her. It's kinda funny if you think about it."
"I guess it is,want a drink?"
"Oh my gods, yes! T doesn't have anything to drink in her pocket dimension, so I'm thirstier than a corner worker."
"Fair enough,want a beer or something else?"
*GTG*
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Atemos is drinking coffee and sitting in the rafters.
Zystra is training outside.
Yera is attempting to sell goods to anyone downstairs.
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A fiery portal opens up on the ceiling of the tavern, dropping a woman straight onto a table. The woman herself is 5'11, seems to be wearing royal-looking clothes, her hair is long and golden-blonde, her eyes are hazel, and a lute fell in behind her, landing on her chest. The portal closes behind the lute, and she lays there for a second before getting up and brushing herself off, looking annoyed. "That is the last time I challenge Tiamat to poker! She's a freakin' sore loser!" She grumbled to herself. She grabs her lute and checks it for any damage.
*I more or less just copy pasted from her intro in the BackBone, I wasn't feeling creative enough to write a whole new introduction.*
Caleb looks at her, confused, "Are you ok?"
"I'm fine. Though I'm annoyed that T just dropped me here without even telling me where she was dropping me! Could you tell me where I'm at? It seems like a tavern, but I just want to be sure."
"You're in a tavern. I think the city is called lesta"
"Ah, great. T dropped me somewhere I haven't even heard of. Just wonderful. At least I'm in a tavern."
He nods, "This place is pretty nice though,"
"Hmph, last time, she dropped me in a cart of hay in the middle of nowhere."
"Then this is better, right? Also who is tiamat?"
"The goddess of dragons. A sore loser in poker."
"Makes sense."
" I'm Emeline Crowstone of House Crowstone. What's your name?"
"Nice to meet you, i'm caleb"
"How come you didn't know who Tiamat was?"
"I'm 8,"
"Oh." She starts tuning her lute a little bit. "Still, haven't you even heard some stories about her?"
"Not really, i'm not used to many stories"
"Your parents never told you bedtime stories?"
"I... i didn't have parents"
"You're an orphan? I'm sorry."
"Its ok, you didn't know,"
"Yeah, but an 8 year old in a tavern by himself? It was my fault for not doing the math."
"I've got some adopted guardians, so i think its fine"
"Well, that's a relief. Where are your guardians now?"
"My mom is in and out, and my dad tends to be a bit busy from time to time"
"Do you feel lonely?"
"Kinda, but i draw,"
"That's nice. What kind of things do you draw?"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A fiery portal opens up on the ceiling of the tavern, dropping a woman straight onto a table. The woman herself is 5'11, seems to be wearing royal-looking clothes, her hair is long and golden-blonde, her eyes are hazel, and a lute fell in behind her, landing on her chest. The portal closes behind the lute, and she lays there for a second before getting up and brushing herself off, looking annoyed. "That is the last time I challenge Tiamat to poker! She's a freakin' sore loser!" She grumbled to herself. She grabs her lute and checks it for any damage.
*I more or less just copy pasted from her intro in the BackBone, I wasn't feeling creative enough to write a whole new introduction.*
Tiamor looks up:"Did you say tiamat?"
She looks over. "Yeah, Tiamat," She put her hands up sarcastically. "goddess of dragons. Sore loser in poker."
"Funny thing is, tiamat's my mom,where is she now adays anyway, haven't heard from her in a while."
"Oh, she got in some trouble with the rest of the pantheon, so she's sort of on house arrest in a pocket dimension. She's very bored."
"I didn't know she knew how to play poker, might be a fun way to screw with her though."
"Don't win too much, or she'll drop you in random places like this. So you're her kid? Nice to meet you... what was your name?"
"Yeah I am,names tiamor,who might you be?"
She does a theatrical bow. "Emeline Crowsrone of House Crowstone. Call me Emily for short."
"Nice to meet you emily."
"It's such a coincidence I met T's son after I was just with her. It's kinda funny if you think about it."
"I guess it is,want a drink?"
"Oh my gods, yes! T doesn't have anything to drink in her pocket dimension, so I'm thirstier than a corner worker."
"Fair enough,want a beer or something else?"
*GTG*
*See you tomorrow.*
"I don't really care what it is, as long as I can drink it."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A fiery portal opens up on the ceiling of the tavern, dropping a woman straight onto a table. The woman herself is 5'11, seems to be wearing royal-looking clothes, her hair is long and golden-blonde, her eyes are hazel, and a lute fell in behind her, landing on her chest. The portal closes behind the lute, and she lays there for a second before getting up and brushing herself off, looking annoyed. "That is the last time I challenge Tiamat to poker! She's a freakin' sore loser!" She grumbled to herself. She grabs her lute and checks it for any damage.
*I more or less just copy pasted from her intro in the BackBone, I wasn't feeling creative enough to write a whole new introduction.*
Caleb looks at her, confused, "Are you ok?"
"I'm fine. Though I'm annoyed that T just dropped me here without even telling me where she was dropping me! Could you tell me where I'm at? It seems like a tavern, but I just want to be sure."
"You're in a tavern. I think the city is called lesta"
"Ah, great. T dropped me somewhere I haven't even heard of. Just wonderful. At least I'm in a tavern."
He nods, "This place is pretty nice though,"
"Hmph, last time, she dropped me in a cart of hay in the middle of nowhere."
"Then this is better, right? Also who is tiamat?"
"The goddess of dragons. A sore loser in poker."
"Makes sense."
" I'm Emeline Crowstone of House Crowstone. What's your name?"
"Nice to meet you, i'm caleb"
"How come you didn't know who Tiamat was?"
"I'm 8,"
"Oh." She starts tuning her lute a little bit. "Still, haven't you even heard some stories about her?"
"Not really, i'm not used to many stories"
"Your parents never told you bedtime stories?"
"I... i didn't have parents"
"You're an orphan? I'm sorry."
"Its ok, you didn't know,"
"Yeah, but an 8 year old in a tavern by himself? It was my fault for not doing the math."
"I've got some adopted guardians, so i think its fine"
"Well, that's a relief. Where are your guardians now?"
"My mom is in and out, and my dad tends to be a bit busy from time to time"
Atemos is drinking coffee and sitting in the rafters.
Zystra is training outside.
Yera is attempting to sell goods to anyone downstairs.
A fiery portal opens up on the ceiling of the tavern, dropping a woman straight onto a table. The woman herself is 5'11, seems to be wearing royal-looking clothes, her hair is long and golden-blonde, her eyes are hazel, and a lute fell in behind her, landing on her chest. The portal closes behind the lute, and she lays there for a second before getting up and brushing herself off, looking annoyed. "That is the last time I challenge Tiamat to poker! She's a freakin' sore loser!" She grumbled to herself. She grabs her lute and checks it for any damage.
*Character I just introduced, if you want.*
Right now, she is sitting at a table, drinking a surprisingly large cup of ale.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A fiery portal opens up on the ceiling of the tavern, dropping a woman straight onto a table. The woman herself is 5'11, seems to be wearing royal-looking clothes, her hair is long and golden-blonde, her eyes are hazel, and a lute fell in behind her, landing on her chest. The portal closes behind the lute, and she lays there for a second before getting up and brushing herself off, looking annoyed. "That is the last time I challenge Tiamat to poker! She's a freakin' sore loser!" She grumbled to herself. She grabs her lute and checks it for any damage.
*I more or less just copy pasted from her intro in the BackBone, I wasn't feeling creative enough to write a whole new introduction.*
Caleb looks at her, confused, "Are you ok?"
"I'm fine. Though I'm annoyed that T just dropped me here without even telling me where she was dropping me! Could you tell me where I'm at? It seems like a tavern, but I just want to be sure."
"You're in a tavern. I think the city is called lesta"
"Ah, great. T dropped me somewhere I haven't even heard of. Just wonderful. At least I'm in a tavern."
He nods, "This place is pretty nice though,"
"Hmph, last time, she dropped me in a cart of hay in the middle of nowhere."
"Then this is better, right? Also who is tiamat?"
"The goddess of dragons. A sore loser in poker."
"Makes sense."
" I'm Emeline Crowstone of House Crowstone. What's your name?"
"Nice to meet you, i'm caleb"
"How come you didn't know who Tiamat was?"
"I'm 8,"
"Oh." She starts tuning her lute a little bit. "Still, haven't you even heard some stories about her?"
"Not really, i'm not used to many stories"
"Your parents never told you bedtime stories?"
"I... i didn't have parents"
"You're an orphan? I'm sorry."
"Its ok, you didn't know,"
"Yeah, but an 8 year old in a tavern by himself? It was my fault for not doing the math."
"I've got some adopted guardians, so i think its fine"
"Well, that's a relief. Where are your guardians now?"
"My mom is in and out, and my dad tends to be a bit busy from time to time"
"Do you feel lonely?"
"Kinda, but i draw,"
"That's nice. What kind of things do you draw?"
"People, animals, sometimes just the land"
"That sounds like a nice way to spend time. Do you enjoy it?"
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A fiery portal opens up on the ceiling of the tavern, dropping a woman straight onto a table. The woman herself is 5'11, seems to be wearing royal-looking clothes, her hair is long and golden-blonde, her eyes are hazel, and a lute fell in behind her, landing on her chest. The portal closes behind the lute, and she lays there for a second before getting up and brushing herself off, looking annoyed. "That is the last time I challenge Tiamat to poker! She's a freakin' sore loser!" She grumbled to herself. She grabs her lute and checks it for any damage.
*I more or less just copy pasted from her intro in the BackBone, I wasn't feeling creative enough to write a whole new introduction.*
Tiamor looks up:"Did you say tiamat?"
She looks over. "Yeah, Tiamat," She put her hands up sarcastically. "goddess of dragons. Sore loser in poker."
"Funny thing is, tiamat's my mom,where is she now adays anyway, haven't heard from her in a while."
"Oh, she got in some trouble with the rest of the pantheon, so she's sort of on house arrest in a pocket dimension. She's very bored."
"I didn't know she knew how to play poker, might be a fun way to screw with her though."
"Don't win too much, or she'll drop you in random places like this. So you're her kid? Nice to meet you... what was your name?"
"Yeah I am,names tiamor,who might you be?"
She does a theatrical bow. "Emeline Crowsrone of House Crowstone. Call me Emily for short."
"Nice to meet you emily."
"It's such a coincidence I met T's son after I was just with her. It's kinda funny if you think about it."
"I guess it is,want a drink?"
"Oh my gods, yes! T doesn't have anything to drink in her pocket dimension, so I'm thirstier than a corner worker."
"Fair enough,want a beer or something else?"
*GTG*
*See you tomorrow.*
"I don't really care what it is, as long as I can drink it."
*Scratch that, I'm here again*
"Okay,one second." He orders a beer and gives it to her:"Drink up."
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Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
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Atemos is drinking coffee and sitting in the rafters.
Zystra is training outside.
Yera is attempting to sell goods to anyone downstairs.
A fiery portal opens up on the ceiling of the tavern, dropping a woman straight onto a table. The woman herself is 5'11, seems to be wearing royal-looking clothes, her hair is long and golden-blonde, her eyes are hazel, and a lute fell in behind her, landing on her chest. The portal closes behind the lute, and she lays there for a second before getting up and brushing herself off, looking annoyed. "That is the last time I challenge Tiamat to poker! She's a freakin' sore loser!" She grumbled to herself. She grabs her lute and checks it for any damage.
*Character I just introduced, if you want.*
Right now, she is sitting at a table, drinking a surprisingly large cup of ale.
A small girl about 7 years old and with blonde hair and warm brown eyes walks over. She has a pink headband with a bow on it and is carrying a large backpack. “Hello miss! Bad game of cards I assume?”
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A fiery portal opens up on the ceiling of the tavern, dropping a woman straight onto a table. The woman herself is 5'11, seems to be wearing royal-looking clothes, her hair is long and golden-blonde, her eyes are hazel, and a lute fell in behind her, landing on her chest. The portal closes behind the lute, and she lays there for a second before getting up and brushing herself off, looking annoyed. "That is the last time I challenge Tiamat to poker! She's a freakin' sore loser!" She grumbled to herself. She grabs her lute and checks it for any damage.
*I more or less just copy pasted from her intro in the BackBone, I wasn't feeling creative enough to write a whole new introduction.*
Tiamor looks up:"Did you say tiamat?"
She looks over. "Yeah, Tiamat," She put her hands up sarcastically. "goddess of dragons. Sore loser in poker."
"Funny thing is, tiamat's my mom,where is she now adays anyway, haven't heard from her in a while."
"Oh, she got in some trouble with the rest of the pantheon, so she's sort of on house arrest in a pocket dimension. She's very bored."
"I didn't know she knew how to play poker, might be a fun way to screw with her though."
"Don't win too much, or she'll drop you in random places like this. So you're her kid? Nice to meet you... what was your name?"
"Yeah I am,names tiamor,who might you be?"
She does a theatrical bow. "Emeline Crowsrone of House Crowstone. Call me Emily for short."
"Nice to meet you emily."
"It's such a coincidence I met T's son after I was just with her. It's kinda funny if you think about it."
"I guess it is,want a drink?"
"Oh my gods, yes! T doesn't have anything to drink in her pocket dimension, so I'm thirstier than a corner worker."
"Fair enough,want a beer or something else?"
*GTG*
*See you tomorrow.*
"I don't really care what it is, as long as I can drink it."
*Scratch that, I'm here again*
"Okay,one second." He orders a beer and gives it to her:"Drink up."
She started chugging it.
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Yera approaches Caleb, smiling. She’s holding a small, wrapped box with a bow on it. “Happy birthday!”
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Atemos is drinking coffee and sitting in the rafters.
Zystra is training outside.
Yera is attempting to sell goods to anyone downstairs.
A fiery portal opens up on the ceiling of the tavern, dropping a woman straight onto a table. The woman herself is 5'11, seems to be wearing royal-looking clothes, her hair is long and golden-blonde, her eyes are hazel, and a lute fell in behind her, landing on her chest. The portal closes behind the lute, and she lays there for a second before getting up and brushing herself off, looking annoyed. "That is the last time I challenge Tiamat to poker! She's a freakin' sore loser!" She grumbled to herself. She grabs her lute and checks it for any damage.
*Character I just introduced, if you want.*
Right now, she is sitting at a table, drinking a surprisingly large cup of ale.
A small girl about 7 years old and with blonde hair and warm brown eyes walks over. She has a pink headband with a bow on it and is carrying a large backpack. “Hello miss! Bad game of cards I assume?”
"Not really a bad game. I won, but T was a sore loser, so she sent me through a portal to here rather than pay up. She accused me of cheating! Can you believe it? I mean, I cheated a little bit, but I didn't have to rely on it!"
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A fiery portal opens up on the ceiling of the tavern, dropping a woman straight onto a table. The woman herself is 5'11, seems to be wearing royal-looking clothes, her hair is long and golden-blonde, her eyes are hazel, and a lute fell in behind her, landing on her chest. The portal closes behind the lute, and she lays there for a second before getting up and brushing herself off, looking annoyed. "That is the last time I challenge Tiamat to poker! She's a freakin' sore loser!" She grumbled to herself. She grabs her lute and checks it for any damage.
*I more or less just copy pasted from her intro in the BackBone, I wasn't feeling creative enough to write a whole new introduction.*
Caleb looks at her, confused, "Are you ok?"
"I'm fine. Though I'm annoyed that T just dropped me here without even telling me where she was dropping me! Could you tell me where I'm at? It seems like a tavern, but I just want to be sure."
"You're in a tavern. I think the city is called lesta"
"Ah, great. T dropped me somewhere I haven't even heard of. Just wonderful. At least I'm in a tavern."
He nods, "This place is pretty nice though,"
"Hmph, last time, she dropped me in a cart of hay in the middle of nowhere."
"Then this is better, right? Also who is tiamat?"
"The goddess of dragons. A sore loser in poker."
"Makes sense."
" I'm Emeline Crowstone of House Crowstone. What's your name?"
"Nice to meet you, i'm caleb"
"How come you didn't know who Tiamat was?"
"I'm 8,"
"Oh." She starts tuning her lute a little bit. "Still, haven't you even heard some stories about her?"
"Not really, i'm not used to many stories"
"Your parents never told you bedtime stories?"
"I... i didn't have parents"
"You're an orphan? I'm sorry."
"Its ok, you didn't know,"
"Yeah, but an 8 year old in a tavern by himself? It was my fault for not doing the math."
"I've got some adopted guardians, so i think its fine"
"Well, that's a relief. Where are your guardians now?"
"My mom is in and out, and my dad tends to be a bit busy from time to time"
"Do you feel lonely?"
"Kinda, but i draw,"
"That's nice. What kind of things do you draw?"
"People, animals, sometimes just the land"
"That sounds like a nice way to spend time. Do you enjoy it?"
Atemos is drinking coffee and sitting in the rafters.
Zystra is training outside.
Yera is attempting to sell goods to anyone downstairs.
A fiery portal opens up on the ceiling of the tavern, dropping a woman straight onto a table. The woman herself is 5'11, seems to be wearing royal-looking clothes, her hair is long and golden-blonde, her eyes are hazel, and a lute fell in behind her, landing on her chest. The portal closes behind the lute, and she lays there for a second before getting up and brushing herself off, looking annoyed. "That is the last time I challenge Tiamat to poker! She's a freakin' sore loser!" She grumbled to herself. She grabs her lute and checks it for any damage.
*Character I just introduced, if you want.*
Right now, she is sitting at a table, drinking a surprisingly large cup of ale.
A small girl about 7 years old and with blonde hair and warm brown eyes walks over. She has a pink headband with a bow on it and is carrying a large backpack. “Hello miss! Bad game of cards I assume?”
"Not really a bad game. I won, but T was a sore loser, so she sent me through a portal to here rather than pay up. She accused me of cheating! Can you believe it? I mean, I cheated a little bit, but I didn't have to rely on it!"
“Ah, any form of winning is still winning! What kind of earnings did you get from a big dragon god?”
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A fiery portal opens up on the ceiling of the tavern, dropping a woman straight onto a table. The woman herself is 5'11, seems to be wearing royal-looking clothes, her hair is long and golden-blonde, her eyes are hazel, and a lute fell in behind her, landing on her chest. The portal closes behind the lute, and she lays there for a second before getting up and brushing herself off, looking annoyed. "That is the last time I challenge Tiamat to poker! She's a freakin' sore loser!" She grumbled to herself. She grabs her lute and checks it for any damage.
*I more or less just copy pasted from her intro in the BackBone, I wasn't feeling creative enough to write a whole new introduction.*
Caleb looks at her, confused, "Are you ok?"
"I'm fine. Though I'm annoyed that T just dropped me here without even telling me where she was dropping me! Could you tell me where I'm at? It seems like a tavern, but I just want to be sure."
"You're in a tavern. I think the city is called lesta"
"Ah, great. T dropped me somewhere I haven't even heard of. Just wonderful. At least I'm in a tavern."
He nods, "This place is pretty nice though,"
"Hmph, last time, she dropped me in a cart of hay in the middle of nowhere."
"Then this is better, right? Also who is tiamat?"
"The goddess of dragons. A sore loser in poker."
"Makes sense."
" I'm Emeline Crowstone of House Crowstone. What's your name?"
"Nice to meet you, i'm caleb"
"How come you didn't know who Tiamat was?"
"I'm 8,"
"Oh." She starts tuning her lute a little bit. "Still, haven't you even heard some stories about her?"
"Not really, i'm not used to many stories"
"Your parents never told you bedtime stories?"
"I... i didn't have parents"
"You're an orphan? I'm sorry."
"Its ok, you didn't know,"
"Yeah, but an 8 year old in a tavern by himself? It was my fault for not doing the math."
"I've got some adopted guardians, so i think its fine"
"Well, that's a relief. Where are your guardians now?"
"My mom is in and out, and my dad tends to be a bit busy from time to time"
"Do you feel lonely?"
"Kinda, but i draw,"
"That's nice. What kind of things do you draw?"
"People, animals, sometimes just the land"
"That sounds like a nice way to spend time. Do you enjoy it?"
"I guess it can get a bit boring, but its fine."
"Well it was nice talking, but I'm gonna go get something to drink, alright? See ya!" She waved as she walked over to the bar.
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"Well, that's a relief. Where are your guardians now?"
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"My mom is in and out, and my dad tends to be a bit busy from time to time"
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"Do you feel lonely?"
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I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"Kinda, but i draw,"
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Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
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"Fair enough,want a beer or something else?"
*GTG*
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Atemos is drinking coffee and sitting in the rafters.
Zystra is training outside.
Yera is attempting to sell goods to anyone downstairs.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"That's nice. What kind of things do you draw?"
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.
*See you tomorrow.*
"I don't really care what it is, as long as I can drink it."
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.
"People, animals, sometimes just the land"
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
A fiery portal opens up on the ceiling of the tavern, dropping a woman straight onto a table. The woman herself is 5'11, seems to be wearing royal-looking clothes, her hair is long and golden-blonde, her eyes are hazel, and a lute fell in behind her, landing on her chest. The portal closes behind the lute, and she lays there for a second before getting up and brushing herself off, looking annoyed. "That is the last time I challenge Tiamat to poker! She's a freakin' sore loser!" She grumbled to herself. She grabs her lute and checks it for any damage.
*Character I just introduced, if you want.*
Right now, she is sitting at a table, drinking a surprisingly large cup of ale.
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.
"That sounds like a nice way to spend time. Do you enjoy it?"
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.
*Scratch that, I'm here again*
"Okay,one second." He orders a beer and gives it to her:"Drink up."
Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details
A small girl about 7 years old and with blonde hair and warm brown eyes walks over. She has a pink headband with a bow on it and is carrying a large backpack. “Hello miss! Bad game of cards I assume?”
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making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
She started chugging it.
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.
Yera approaches Caleb, smiling. She’s holding a small, wrapped box with a bow on it. “Happy birthday!”
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making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"Not really a bad game. I won, but T was a sore loser, so she sent me through a portal to here rather than pay up. She accused me of cheating! Can you believe it? I mean, I cheated a little bit, but I didn't have to rely on it!"
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 guess it can get a bit boring, but its fine."
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
"Thanks Yera," He smiles
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
“Ah, any form of winning is still winning! What kind of earnings did you get from a big dragon god?”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"Well it was nice talking, but I'm gonna go get something to drink, alright? See ya!" She waved as she walked over to the bar.
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.