Solanar walks downstairs with a tall blonde half-elf girl who seems to be in her early 20s, who is dressed like a paladin and has the symbol of Lathander on her armor.
Solanar walks downstairs with a tall blonde half-elf girl who seems to be in her early 20s, who is dressed like a paladin and has the symbol of Lathander on her armor.
Those of you who have met Elayne recognize her. She just has her hair pulled back so her elf ears show.
"Right, lets start with strength. 100 push ups, then a mile or two run."
Elayne does surprisingly well on the push-ups, though she’s a little winded at the end. She can only push herself to run a mile before she needs a break though.
"Right, lets start with strength. 100 push ups, then a mile or two run."
Elayne does surprisingly well on the push-ups, though she’s a little winded at the end. She can only push herself to run a mile before she needs a break though.
"Not as bad as it could have been. Let's do another hundred pushups, then we'll get on to the actual sparring."
"Right, lets start with strength. 100 push ups, then a mile or two run."
Elayne does surprisingly well on the push-ups, though she’s a little winded at the end. She can only push herself to run a mile before she needs a break though.
"Not as bad as it could have been. Let's do another hundred pushups, then we'll get on to the actual sparring."
Elayne does the next hundred push-up’s without too much effort, then picks up a sparring staff. “Or do you wanna sword fight?”
*Btw I’m thinking of raising Elayne’s physical stats to be more in line with what an 8th level paladin should be. But I’ll defo give the credit to Solanar’s training.*
"Right, lets start with strength. 100 push ups, then a mile or two run."
Elayne does surprisingly well on the push-ups, though she’s a little winded at the end. She can only push herself to run a mile before she needs a break though.
"Not as bad as it could have been. Let's do another hundred pushups, then we'll get on to the actual sparring."
Elayne does the next hundred push-up’s without too much effort, then picks up a sparring staff. “Or do you wanna sword fight?”
*Btw I’m thinking of raising Elayne’s physical stats to be more in line with what an 8th level paladin should be. But I’ll defo give the credit to Solanar’s training.*
"Right, lets start with strength. 100 push ups, then a mile or two run."
Elayne does surprisingly well on the push-ups, though she’s a little winded at the end. She can only push herself to run a mile before she needs a break though.
"Not as bad as it could have been. Let's do another hundred pushups, then we'll get on to the actual sparring."
Elayne does the next hundred push-up’s without too much effort, then picks up a sparring staff. “Or do you wanna sword fight?”
*Btw I’m thinking of raising Elayne’s physical stats to be more in line with what an 8th level paladin should be. But I’ll defo give the credit to Solanar’s training.*
*Good idea.*
"Swords. What type do you use?"
Elayne draws her sword. “Long sword. This is a Flame Tongue sword. It burns with holy fire. But that part probably won’t work on you.”
A person blinks into a chair in the tavern. He’s tall, wearing a dark blue beanie and metallic headphones over the top, with a grey cotton collared jacket, buttoned up, and slim jeans on. His hair is brown and curly - a tuft of it sticks out from under his hat - and his skin is lilac, and spotted with numerous freckles. He’s wearing walking shoes, with laces tied in a messy knot. His eyes are green, and friendly. He’s watching Solanar and Elayne, and drumming his fingers on the table restlessly.
*Makes sense. is she in the tavern? Caleb would probably tell her if she is*
*Yes.*
Caleb walks over to sarana, "Morning mom"
"Good morning, Caleb."
"Um.... so todays my birthday, i wanted to let you know"
"It's your birthday? Why did you tell me earlier?"
"I guess it just slipped my mind. Sorry for not telling you earlier"
She smiles. "What do you want to do?"
"Ummm, i'm not sure. Something with you and dad if you both aren't busy"
"I'm not."
He smiles, "Great. Maybe when dad shows up, we can all go somewhere"
"That sounds great. Whatever you want, Caleb."
"Thanks mom"
Sarana looks around for Tefeerinn.
Hes reading something
She walks over to him. "Tefeerinn, it's Caleb's birthday. He wants us to all do something together."
He nods "I heard about it yesterday. What would he like to do?"
"Why don't we ask him?"
He nods "Thats a good idea"
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A person blinks into a chair in the tavern. He’s tall, wearing a dark blue beanie and metallic headphones over the top, with a grey cotton collared jacket, buttoned up, and slim jeans on. His hair is brown and curly - a tuft of it sticks out from under his hat - and his skin is lilac, and spotted with numerous freckles. He’s wearing walking shoes, with laces tied in a messy knot. His eyes are green, and friendly. He’s watching Solanar and Elayne, and drumming his fingers on the table restlessly.
"Right, lets start with strength. 100 push ups, then a mile or two run."
Elayne does surprisingly well on the push-ups, though she’s a little winded at the end. She can only push herself to run a mile before she needs a break though.
"Not as bad as it could have been. Let's do another hundred pushups, then we'll get on to the actual sparring."
Elayne does the next hundred push-up’s without too much effort, then picks up a sparring staff. “Or do you wanna sword fight?”
*Btw I’m thinking of raising Elayne’s physical stats to be more in line with what an 8th level paladin should be. But I’ll defo give the credit to Solanar’s training.*
*Good idea.*
"Swords. What type do you use?"
Elayne draws her sword. “Long sword. This is a Flame Tongue sword. It burns with holy fire. But that part probably won’t work on you.”
"Good. That should pair well with your smites. No, fire doesn't hurt me." He draws his moonblades "Attack me. Give it everything you've got. Try to chop my head off."
A person blinks into a chair in the tavern. He’s tall, wearing a dark blue beanie and metallic headphones over the top, with a grey cotton collared jacket, buttoned up, and slim jeans on. His hair is brown and curly - a tuft of it sticks out from under his hat - and his skin is lilac, and spotted with numerous freckles. He’s wearing walking shoes, with laces tied in a messy knot. His eyes are green, and friendly. He’s watching Solanar and Elayne, and drumming his fingers on the table restlessly.
Elayne looks over at him and nods politely.
He frowns, and looks around. “Oh.” Getting up from the chair, he checks his surroundings, sighing.
"Right, lets start with strength. 100 push ups, then a mile or two run."
Elayne does surprisingly well on the push-ups, though she’s a little winded at the end. She can only push herself to run a mile before she needs a break though.
"Not as bad as it could have been. Let's do another hundred pushups, then we'll get on to the actual sparring."
Elayne does the next hundred push-up’s without too much effort, then picks up a sparring staff. “Or do you wanna sword fight?”
*Btw I’m thinking of raising Elayne’s physical stats to be more in line with what an 8th level paladin should be. But I’ll defo give the credit to Solanar’s training.*
*Good idea.*
"Swords. What type do you use?"
Elayne draws her sword. “Long sword. This is a Flame Tongue sword. It burns with holy fire. But that part probably won’t work on you.”
"Good. That should pair well with your smites. No, fire doesn't hurt me." He draws his moonblades "Attack me. Give it everything you've got. Try to chop my head off."
Elayne attacks. Solanar can tell she’s a better fighter than he gave her credit for.
A person blinks into a chair in the tavern. He’s tall, wearing a dark blue beanie and metallic headphones over the top, with a grey cotton collared jacket, buttoned up, and slim jeans on. His hair is brown and curly - a tuft of it sticks out from under his hat - and his skin is lilac, and spotted with numerous freckles. He’s wearing walking shoes, with laces tied in a messy knot. His eyes are green, and friendly. He’s watching Solanar and Elayne, and drumming his fingers on the table restlessly.
Elayne looks over at him and nods politely.
He frowns, and looks around. “Oh.” Getting up from the chair, he checks his surroundings, sighing.
Elayne puts down her sword (after seeing if either of her attacks hit Solanar) and goes over to the guy. “Hey. What’s up?”
"Right, lets start with strength. 100 push ups, then a mile or two run."
Elayne does surprisingly well on the push-ups, though she’s a little winded at the end. She can only push herself to run a mile before she needs a break though.
"Not as bad as it could have been. Let's do another hundred pushups, then we'll get on to the actual sparring."
Elayne does the next hundred push-up’s without too much effort, then picks up a sparring staff. “Or do you wanna sword fight?”
*Btw I’m thinking of raising Elayne’s physical stats to be more in line with what an 8th level paladin should be. But I’ll defo give the credit to Solanar’s training.*
*Good idea.*
"Swords. What type do you use?"
Elayne draws her sword. “Long sword. This is a Flame Tongue sword. It burns with holy fire. But that part probably won’t work on you.”
"Good. That should pair well with your smites. No, fire doesn't hurt me." He draws his moonblades "Attack me. Give it everything you've got. Try to chop my head off."
Elayne attacks. Solanar can tell she’s a better fighter than he gave her credit for.
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Do either of those hit?
Both attacks connect Solanar grins "You're good! Now, try and defend."
A person blinks into a chair in the tavern. He’s tall, wearing a dark blue beanie and metallic headphones over the top, with a grey cotton collared jacket, buttoned up, and slim jeans on. His hair is brown and curly - a tuft of it sticks out from under his hat - and his skin is lilac, and spotted with numerous freckles. He’s wearing walking shoes, with laces tied in a messy knot. His eyes are green, and friendly. He’s watching Solanar and Elayne, and drumming his fingers on the table restlessly.
Elayne looks over at him and nods politely.
He frowns, and looks around. “Oh.” Getting up from the chair, he checks his surroundings, sighing.
Elayne puts down her sword (after seeing if either of her attacks hit Solanar) and goes over to the guy. “Hey. What’s up?”
“I’m not where I thought I was.” He’s looking far more frantically now, until he gives up and flops back into the chair. “Who are you?”
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Solanar walks downstairs with a tall blonde half-elf girl who seems to be in her early 20s, who is dressed like a paladin and has the symbol of Lathander on her armor.
I'm the Valar (leader and creator) of The Lord of the Rings/The Hobbit/Anything Tolkien Cult!
Member of the Cult of Cats, High Elf of the Elven Guild, and Sauce Priest & Sauce Smith of the Supreme Court of Sauce.
If you want some casual roleplay/adventures in Middle Earth, check out The Wild's Edge Tavern, a LotR/Middle Earth tavern!
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*This is just personal plot stuff btw, I'm not coming back yet.*
I'm the Valar (leader and creator) of The Lord of the Rings/The Hobbit/Anything Tolkien Cult!
Member of the Cult of Cats, High Elf of the Elven Guild, and Sauce Priest & Sauce Smith of the Supreme Court of Sauce.
If you want some casual roleplay/adventures in Middle Earth, check out The Wild's Edge Tavern, a LotR/Middle Earth tavern!
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"Right, lets start with strength. 100 push ups, then a mile or two run."
I'm the Valar (leader and creator) of The Lord of the Rings/The Hobbit/Anything Tolkien Cult!
Member of the Cult of Cats, High Elf of the Elven Guild, and Sauce Priest & Sauce Smith of the Supreme Court of Sauce.
If you want some casual roleplay/adventures in Middle Earth, check out The Wild's Edge Tavern, a LotR/Middle Earth tavern!
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Those of you who have met Elayne recognize her. She just has her hair pulled back so her elf ears show.
Elayne does surprisingly well on the push-ups, though she’s a little winded at the end. She can only push herself to run a mile before she needs a break though.
"Not as bad as it could have been. Let's do another hundred pushups, then we'll get on to the actual sparring."
I'm the Valar (leader and creator) of The Lord of the Rings/The Hobbit/Anything Tolkien Cult!
Member of the Cult of Cats, High Elf of the Elven Guild, and Sauce Priest & Sauce Smith of the Supreme Court of Sauce.
If you want some casual roleplay/adventures in Middle Earth, check out The Wild's Edge Tavern, a LotR/Middle Earth tavern!
JOIN TIAMAT'S CONGA LINE!
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Elayne does the next hundred push-up’s without too much effort, then picks up a sparring staff. “Or do you wanna sword fight?”
*Btw I’m thinking of raising Elayne’s physical stats to be more in line with what an 8th level paladin should be. But I’ll defo give the credit to Solanar’s training.*
*Good idea.*
"Swords. What type do you use?"
I'm the Valar (leader and creator) of The Lord of the Rings/The Hobbit/Anything Tolkien Cult!
Member of the Cult of Cats, High Elf of the Elven Guild, and Sauce Priest & Sauce Smith of the Supreme Court of Sauce.
If you want some casual roleplay/adventures in Middle Earth, check out The Wild's Edge Tavern, a LotR/Middle Earth tavern!
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Elayne draws her sword. “Long sword. This is a Flame Tongue sword. It burns with holy fire. But that part probably won’t work on you.”
I raised Elayne’s Strength to 15 and her Con to 16, but I left her Int at 9.
A person blinks into a chair in the tavern. He’s tall, wearing a dark blue beanie and metallic headphones over the top, with a grey cotton collared jacket, buttoned up, and slim jeans on. His hair is brown and curly - a tuft of it sticks out from under his hat - and his skin is lilac, and spotted with numerous freckles. He’s wearing walking shoes, with laces tied in a messy knot. His eyes are green, and friendly. He’s watching Solanar and Elayne, and drumming his fingers on the table restlessly.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
He nods "Thats a good idea"
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)
Elayne looks over at him and nods politely.
"Good. That should pair well with your smites. No, fire doesn't hurt me." He draws his moonblades "Attack me. Give it everything you've got. Try to chop my head off."
I'm the Valar (leader and creator) of The Lord of the Rings/The Hobbit/Anything Tolkien Cult!
Member of the Cult of Cats, High Elf of the Elven Guild, and Sauce Priest & Sauce Smith of the Supreme Court of Sauce.
If you want some casual roleplay/adventures in Middle Earth, check out The Wild's Edge Tavern, a LotR/Middle Earth tavern!
JOIN TIAMAT'S CONGA LINE!
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*Sure seems good!*
I'm the Valar (leader and creator) of The Lord of the Rings/The Hobbit/Anything Tolkien Cult!
Member of the Cult of Cats, High Elf of the Elven Guild, and Sauce Priest & Sauce Smith of the Supreme Court of Sauce.
If you want some casual roleplay/adventures in Middle Earth, check out The Wild's Edge Tavern, a LotR/Middle Earth tavern!
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He frowns, and looks around. “Oh.” Getting up from the chair, he checks his surroundings, sighing.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
Elayne attacks. Solanar can tell she’s a better fighter than he gave her credit for.
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Do either of those hit?
Elayne puts down her sword (after seeing if either of her attacks hit Solanar) and goes over to the guy. “Hey. What’s up?”
Both attacks connect Solanar grins "You're good! Now, try and defend."
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I'm the Valar (leader and creator) of The Lord of the Rings/The Hobbit/Anything Tolkien Cult!
Member of the Cult of Cats, High Elf of the Elven Guild, and Sauce Priest & Sauce Smith of the Supreme Court of Sauce.
If you want some casual roleplay/adventures in Middle Earth, check out The Wild's Edge Tavern, a LotR/Middle Earth tavern!
JOIN TIAMAT'S CONGA LINE!
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“I’m not where I thought I was.” He’s looking far more frantically now, until he gives up and flops back into the chair. “Who are you?”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.