Frindrot walks out from her room. *Those with truesight see her true form, which is a silver dragon. Let me know if you need a description of her human form.*
Kalnor waves"Hello!! Hope the nap was good!!"
She smiled. "It was pleasant."
"Thats good!" He continues to sell prank kits
"What are you selling?"
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Krathian is over in the corner, chanting with his eyes closed. Q'ilbrith is precariously hanging up a flour sack over his head.
Kalnor watches the flour in anticipation
Q'ilbrith squiggles his way back down the supports and keeps hold of the string. Just as Krathian finally seems to relax, Q'ilbrith yanks on the string, causing the flour-bag to open and dump its entire contents on Krathian's head. Krathian sputters for a moment, puffing white clouds. His moustache and hair are now thoroughly white, so that he looks like an old man. He glares at Q'ilbrith and douses him with a pitcher of beer, at which Q'ilbrith only wiggle dances happily and slurps it up. Krathian rolls his eyes and goes outside to shake the flower from his hair. It works, but his hair looks about as neat as Albert Einstein's, and the cloud out front of the Tavern has yet to dissipate.
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
Frindrot walks out from her room. *Those with truesight see her true form, which is a silver dragon. Let me know if you need a description of her human form.*
Kalnor waves"Hello!! Hope the nap was good!!"
She smiled. "It was pleasant."
"Thats good!" He continues to sell prank kits
"What are you selling?"
"Just some prank kits!"
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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 Characters (Outdated)
Krathian is over in the corner, chanting with his eyes closed. Q'ilbrith is precariously hanging up a flour sack over his head.
Kalnor watches the flour in anticipation
Q'ilbrith squiggles his way back down the supports and keeps hold of the string. Just as Krathian finally seems to relax, Q'ilbrith yanks on the string, causing the flour-bag to open and dump its entire contents on Krathian's head. Krathian sputters for a moment, puffing white clouds. His moustache and hair are now thoroughly white, so that he looks like an old man. He glares at Q'ilbrith and douses him with a pitcher of beer, at which Q'ilbrith only wiggle dances happily and slurps it up. Krathian rolls his eyes and goes outside to shake the flower from his hair. It works, but his hair looks about as neat as Albert Einstein's, and the cloud out front of the Tavern has yet to dissipate.
He offers Q'ibrith a high five/high tentacle
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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)
Frindrot walks out from her room. *Those with truesight see her true form, which is a silver dragon. Let me know if you need a description of her human form.*
Kalnor waves"Hello!! Hope the nap was good!!"
She smiled. "It was pleasant."
"Thats good!" He continues to sell prank kits
"What are you selling?"
"Just some prank kits!"
"Prank kits?"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Krathian is over in the corner, chanting with his eyes closed. Q'ilbrith is precariously hanging up a flour sack over his head.
Kalnor watches the flour in anticipation
Q'ilbrith squiggles his way back down the supports and keeps hold of the string. Just as Krathian finally seems to relax, Q'ilbrith yanks on the string, causing the flour-bag to open and dump its entire contents on Krathian's head. Krathian sputters for a moment, puffing white clouds. His moustache and hair are now thoroughly white, so that he looks like an old man. He glares at Q'ilbrith and douses him with a pitcher of beer, at which Q'ilbrith only wiggle dances happily and slurps it up. Krathian rolls his eyes and goes outside to shake the flower from his hair. It works, but his hair looks about as neat as Albert Einstein's, and the cloud out front of the Tavern has yet to dissipate.
He offers Q'ibrith a high five/high tentacle
Q'ilbrith takes the offer, then turns to Frindrot.
"That is what he is selling, dragon-walker" He indicates the chaotic state of Krathian's corner
Krathian is over in the corner, chanting with his eyes closed. Q'ilbrith is precariously hanging up a flour sack over his head.
Kalnor watches the flour in anticipation
Q'ilbrith squiggles his way back down the supports and keeps hold of the string. Just as Krathian finally seems to relax, Q'ilbrith yanks on the string, causing the flour-bag to open and dump its entire contents on Krathian's head. Krathian sputters for a moment, puffing white clouds. His moustache and hair are now thoroughly white, so that he looks like an old man. He glares at Q'ilbrith and douses him with a pitcher of beer, at which Q'ilbrith only wiggle dances happily and slurps it up. Krathian rolls his eyes and goes outside to shake the flower from his hair. It works, but his hair looks about as neat as Albert Einstein's, and the cloud out front of the Tavern has yet to dissipate.
He offers Q'ibrith a high five/high tentacle
Q'ilbrith takes the offer, then turns to Frindrot.
"That is what he is selling, dragon-walker" He indicates the chaotic state of Krathian's corner
"Oh, that seems a bit... unnecessary."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Frindrot walks out from her room. *Those with truesight see her true form, which is a silver dragon. Let me know if you need a description of her human form.*
Kalnor waves"Hello!! Hope the nap was good!!"
She smiled. "It was pleasant."
"Thats good!" He continues to sell prank kits
"What are you selling?"
"Just some prank kits!"
"Prank kits?"
"Yup!! Supplies for some premade prank ideas"
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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)
Frindrot walks out from her room. *Those with truesight see her true form, which is a silver dragon. Let me know if you need a description of her human form.*
Kalnor waves"Hello!! Hope the nap was good!!"
She smiled. "It was pleasant."
"Thats good!" He continues to sell prank kits
"What are you selling?"
"Just some prank kits!"
"Prank kits?"
"Yup!! Supplies for some premade prank ideas"
"I see..."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Krathian is over in the corner, chanting with his eyes closed. Q'ilbrith is precariously hanging up a flour sack over his head.
Kalnor watches the flour in anticipation
Q'ilbrith squiggles his way back down the supports and keeps hold of the string. Just as Krathian finally seems to relax, Q'ilbrith yanks on the string, causing the flour-bag to open and dump its entire contents on Krathian's head. Krathian sputters for a moment, puffing white clouds. His moustache and hair are now thoroughly white, so that he looks like an old man. He glares at Q'ilbrith and douses him with a pitcher of beer, at which Q'ilbrith only wiggle dances happily and slurps it up. Krathian rolls his eyes and goes outside to shake the flower from his hair. It works, but his hair looks about as neat as Albert Einstein's, and the cloud out front of the Tavern has yet to dissipate.
He offers Q'ibrith a high five/high tentacle
Q'ilbrith takes the offer, then turns to Frindrot.
"That is what he is selling, dragon-walker" He indicates the chaotic state of Krathian's corner
"Oh, that seems a bit... unnecessary."
"It is good-humour, cleanses a person's mood. Who are you, dragon-walker?"
*Two things, Q'ilbrith is a sentient, psionic octopus-thingy, and he has truesight*
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
Krathian is over in the corner, chanting with his eyes closed. Q'ilbrith is precariously hanging up a flour sack over his head.
Kalnor watches the flour in anticipation
Q'ilbrith squiggles his way back down the supports and keeps hold of the string. Just as Krathian finally seems to relax, Q'ilbrith yanks on the string, causing the flour-bag to open and dump its entire contents on Krathian's head. Krathian sputters for a moment, puffing white clouds. His moustache and hair are now thoroughly white, so that he looks like an old man. He glares at Q'ilbrith and douses him with a pitcher of beer, at which Q'ilbrith only wiggle dances happily and slurps it up. Krathian rolls his eyes and goes outside to shake the flower from his hair. It works, but his hair looks about as neat as Albert Einstein's, and the cloud out front of the Tavern has yet to dissipate.
He offers Q'ibrith a high five/high tentacle
Q'ilbrith takes the offer, then turns to Frindrot.
"That is what he is selling, dragon-walker" He indicates the chaotic state of Krathian's corner
"Oh, that seems a bit... unnecessary."
"Comedy is always necessary" he smiles
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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)
Krathian is over in the corner, chanting with his eyes closed. Q'ilbrith is precariously hanging up a flour sack over his head.
Kalnor watches the flour in anticipation
Q'ilbrith squiggles his way back down the supports and keeps hold of the string. Just as Krathian finally seems to relax, Q'ilbrith yanks on the string, causing the flour-bag to open and dump its entire contents on Krathian's head. Krathian sputters for a moment, puffing white clouds. His moustache and hair are now thoroughly white, so that he looks like an old man. He glares at Q'ilbrith and douses him with a pitcher of beer, at which Q'ilbrith only wiggle dances happily and slurps it up. Krathian rolls his eyes and goes outside to shake the flower from his hair. It works, but his hair looks about as neat as Albert Einstein's, and the cloud out front of the Tavern has yet to dissipate.
He offers Q'ibrith a high five/high tentacle
Q'ilbrith takes the offer, then turns to Frindrot.
"That is what he is selling, dragon-walker" He indicates the chaotic state of Krathian's corner
"Oh, that seems a bit... unnecessary."
"It is good-humour, cleanses a person's mood. Who are you, dragon-walker?"
*Two things, Q'ilbrith is a sentient, psionic octopus-thingy, and he has truesight*
*I guessed that*
"I'm Frindrot. Who are you?"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Krathian is over in the corner, chanting with his eyes closed. Q'ilbrith is precariously hanging up a flour sack over his head.
Kalnor watches the flour in anticipation
Q'ilbrith squiggles his way back down the supports and keeps hold of the string. Just as Krathian finally seems to relax, Q'ilbrith yanks on the string, causing the flour-bag to open and dump its entire contents on Krathian's head. Krathian sputters for a moment, puffing white clouds. His moustache and hair are now thoroughly white, so that he looks like an old man. He glares at Q'ilbrith and douses him with a pitcher of beer, at which Q'ilbrith only wiggle dances happily and slurps it up. Krathian rolls his eyes and goes outside to shake the flower from his hair. It works, but his hair looks about as neat as Albert Einstein's, and the cloud out front of the Tavern has yet to dissipate.
He offers Q'ibrith a high five/high tentacle
Q'ilbrith takes the offer, then turns to Frindrot.
"That is what he is selling, dragon-walker" He indicates the chaotic state of Krathian's corner
"Oh, that seems a bit... unnecessary."
"Comedy is always necessary" he smiles
"I honestly see no humor in causing detriment to others."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Krathian is over in the corner, chanting with his eyes closed. Q'ilbrith is precariously hanging up a flour sack over his head.
Kalnor watches the flour in anticipation
Q'ilbrith squiggles his way back down the supports and keeps hold of the string. Just as Krathian finally seems to relax, Q'ilbrith yanks on the string, causing the flour-bag to open and dump its entire contents on Krathian's head. Krathian sputters for a moment, puffing white clouds. His moustache and hair are now thoroughly white, so that he looks like an old man. He glares at Q'ilbrith and douses him with a pitcher of beer, at which Q'ilbrith only wiggle dances happily and slurps it up. Krathian rolls his eyes and goes outside to shake the flower from his hair. It works, but his hair looks about as neat as Albert Einstein's, and the cloud out front of the Tavern has yet to dissipate.
He offers Q'ibrith a high five/high tentacle
Q'ilbrith takes the offer, then turns to Frindrot.
"That is what he is selling, dragon-walker" He indicates the chaotic state of Krathian's corner
"Oh, that seems a bit... unnecessary."
"Comedy is always necessary" he smiles
"I honestly see no humor in causing detriment to others."
"Detriment? Its just some flour! Its not harmful!"
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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)
Krathian is over in the corner, chanting with his eyes closed. Q'ilbrith is precariously hanging up a flour sack over his head.
Kalnor watches the flour in anticipation
Q'ilbrith squiggles his way back down the supports and keeps hold of the string. Just as Krathian finally seems to relax, Q'ilbrith yanks on the string, causing the flour-bag to open and dump its entire contents on Krathian's head. Krathian sputters for a moment, puffing white clouds. His moustache and hair are now thoroughly white, so that he looks like an old man. He glares at Q'ilbrith and douses him with a pitcher of beer, at which Q'ilbrith only wiggle dances happily and slurps it up. Krathian rolls his eyes and goes outside to shake the flower from his hair. It works, but his hair looks about as neat as Albert Einstein's, and the cloud out front of the Tavern has yet to dissipate.
He offers Q'ibrith a high five/high tentacle
Q'ilbrith takes the offer, then turns to Frindrot.
"That is what he is selling, dragon-walker" He indicates the chaotic state of Krathian's corner
"Oh, that seems a bit... unnecessary."
"It is good-humour, cleanses a person's mood. Who are you, dragon-walker?"
*Two things, Q'ilbrith is a sentient, psionic octopus-thingy, and he has truesight*
*I guessed that*
"I'm Frindrot. Who are you?"
*Sorry, I can be a bit dense at times - and tend to assume everyone else is too*
"Q'ilbrith, companion of the sputtering Krathian Hedara, psionic adept, and scotch-consumption savant. How may I help you?" Frindrot gets the image of a shapeless figure sweeping the floor with its hat.
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
Krathian is over in the corner, chanting with his eyes closed. Q'ilbrith is precariously hanging up a flour sack over his head.
Kalnor watches the flour in anticipation
Q'ilbrith squiggles his way back down the supports and keeps hold of the string. Just as Krathian finally seems to relax, Q'ilbrith yanks on the string, causing the flour-bag to open and dump its entire contents on Krathian's head. Krathian sputters for a moment, puffing white clouds. His moustache and hair are now thoroughly white, so that he looks like an old man. He glares at Q'ilbrith and douses him with a pitcher of beer, at which Q'ilbrith only wiggle dances happily and slurps it up. Krathian rolls his eyes and goes outside to shake the flower from his hair. It works, but his hair looks about as neat as Albert Einstein's, and the cloud out front of the Tavern has yet to dissipate.
He offers Q'ibrith a high five/high tentacle
Q'ilbrith takes the offer, then turns to Frindrot.
"That is what he is selling, dragon-walker" He indicates the chaotic state of Krathian's corner
"Oh, that seems a bit... unnecessary."
"Comedy is always necessary" he smiles
"I honestly see no humor in causing detriment to others."
"Detriment? Its just some flour! Its not harmful!"
"Maybe not, but how would you feel if you were just minding your own business, then suddenly, a sack of flour was dumped on you?"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Krathian is over in the corner, chanting with his eyes closed. Q'ilbrith is precariously hanging up a flour sack over his head.
Kalnor watches the flour in anticipation
Q'ilbrith squiggles his way back down the supports and keeps hold of the string. Just as Krathian finally seems to relax, Q'ilbrith yanks on the string, causing the flour-bag to open and dump its entire contents on Krathian's head. Krathian sputters for a moment, puffing white clouds. His moustache and hair are now thoroughly white, so that he looks like an old man. He glares at Q'ilbrith and douses him with a pitcher of beer, at which Q'ilbrith only wiggle dances happily and slurps it up. Krathian rolls his eyes and goes outside to shake the flower from his hair. It works, but his hair looks about as neat as Albert Einstein's, and the cloud out front of the Tavern has yet to dissipate.
He offers Q'ibrith a high five/high tentacle
Q'ilbrith takes the offer, then turns to Frindrot.
"That is what he is selling, dragon-walker" He indicates the chaotic state of Krathian's corner
"Oh, that seems a bit... unnecessary."
"Comedy is always necessary" he smiles
"I honestly see no humor in causing detriment to others."
"Detriment? Its just some flour! Its not harmful!"
"Maybe not, but how would you feel if you were just minding your own business, then suddenly, a sack of flour was dumped on you?"
He smiles "Id probably start looking around for my sis, also with a bag of flour. We do it to each other all the time"
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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)
Krathian is over in the corner, chanting with his eyes closed. Q'ilbrith is precariously hanging up a flour sack over his head.
Kalnor watches the flour in anticipation
Q'ilbrith squiggles his way back down the supports and keeps hold of the string. Just as Krathian finally seems to relax, Q'ilbrith yanks on the string, causing the flour-bag to open and dump its entire contents on Krathian's head. Krathian sputters for a moment, puffing white clouds. His moustache and hair are now thoroughly white, so that he looks like an old man. He glares at Q'ilbrith and douses him with a pitcher of beer, at which Q'ilbrith only wiggle dances happily and slurps it up. Krathian rolls his eyes and goes outside to shake the flower from his hair. It works, but his hair looks about as neat as Albert Einstein's, and the cloud out front of the Tavern has yet to dissipate.
He offers Q'ibrith a high five/high tentacle
Q'ilbrith takes the offer, then turns to Frindrot.
"That is what he is selling, dragon-walker" He indicates the chaotic state of Krathian's corner
"Oh, that seems a bit... unnecessary."
"Comedy is always necessary" he smiles
"I honestly see no humor in causing detriment to others."
"Detriment? Its just some flour! Its not harmful!"
"Maybe not, but how would you feel if you were just minding your own business, then suddenly, a sack of flour was dumped on you?"
He smiles "Id probably start looking around for my sis, also with a bag of flour. We do it to each other all the time"
"Ah... I see..." She walked outside, and made the wind clear the flour from the air. "There, that's better."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Krathian is over in the corner, chanting with his eyes closed. Q'ilbrith is precariously hanging up a flour sack over his head.
Kalnor watches the flour in anticipation
Q'ilbrith squiggles his way back down the supports and keeps hold of the string. Just as Krathian finally seems to relax, Q'ilbrith yanks on the string, causing the flour-bag to open and dump its entire contents on Krathian's head. Krathian sputters for a moment, puffing white clouds. His moustache and hair are now thoroughly white, so that he looks like an old man. He glares at Q'ilbrith and douses him with a pitcher of beer, at which Q'ilbrith only wiggle dances happily and slurps it up. Krathian rolls his eyes and goes outside to shake the flower from his hair. It works, but his hair looks about as neat as Albert Einstein's, and the cloud out front of the Tavern has yet to dissipate.
He offers Q'ibrith a high five/high tentacle
Q'ilbrith takes the offer, then turns to Frindrot.
"That is what he is selling, dragon-walker" He indicates the chaotic state of Krathian's corner
"Oh, that seems a bit... unnecessary."
"Comedy is always necessary" he smiles
"I honestly see no humor in causing detriment to others."
"Detriment? Its just some flour! Its not harmful!"
"Maybe not, but how would you feel if you were just minding your own business, then suddenly, a sack of flour was dumped on you?"
He smiles "Id probably start looking around for my sis, also with a bag of flour. We do it to each other all the time"
"Ah... I see..." She walked outside, and made the wind clear the flour from the air. "There, that's better."
"Have you ... Never done a prank before?"
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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)
Krathian is over in the corner, chanting with his eyes closed. Q'ilbrith is precariously hanging up a flour sack over his head.
Kalnor watches the flour in anticipation
Q'ilbrith squiggles his way back down the supports and keeps hold of the string. Just as Krathian finally seems to relax, Q'ilbrith yanks on the string, causing the flour-bag to open and dump its entire contents on Krathian's head. Krathian sputters for a moment, puffing white clouds. His moustache and hair are now thoroughly white, so that he looks like an old man. He glares at Q'ilbrith and douses him with a pitcher of beer, at which Q'ilbrith only wiggle dances happily and slurps it up. Krathian rolls his eyes and goes outside to shake the flower from his hair. It works, but his hair looks about as neat as Albert Einstein's, and the cloud out front of the Tavern has yet to dissipate.
He offers Q'ibrith a high five/high tentacle
Q'ilbrith takes the offer, then turns to Frindrot.
"That is what he is selling, dragon-walker" He indicates the chaotic state of Krathian's corner
"Oh, that seems a bit... unnecessary."
"Comedy is always necessary" he smiles
"I honestly see no humor in causing detriment to others."
"Detriment? Its just some flour! Its not harmful!"
"Maybe not, but how would you feel if you were just minding your own business, then suddenly, a sack of flour was dumped on you?"
He smiles "Id probably start looking around for my sis, also with a bag of flour. We do it to each other all the time"
"Ah... I see..." She walked outside, and made the wind clear the flour from the air. "There, that's better."
"Have you ... Never done a prank before?"
"As I said, I see no humor in it."
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"What are you selling?"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Q'ilbrith squiggles his way back down the supports and keeps hold of the string. Just as Krathian finally seems to relax, Q'ilbrith yanks on the string, causing the flour-bag to open and dump its entire contents on Krathian's head. Krathian sputters for a moment, puffing white clouds. His moustache and hair are now thoroughly white, so that he looks like an old man. He glares at Q'ilbrith and douses him with a pitcher of beer, at which Q'ilbrith only wiggle dances happily and slurps it up. Krathian rolls his eyes and goes outside to shake the flower from his hair. It works, but his hair looks about as neat as Albert Einstein's, and the cloud out front of the Tavern has yet to dissipate.
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
"Just some prank kits!"
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)
He offers Q'ibrith a high five/high tentacle
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)
"Prank kits?"
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.
Q'ilbrith takes the offer, then turns to Frindrot.
"That is what he is selling, dragon-walker" He indicates the chaotic state of Krathian's corner
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
"Oh, that seems a bit... unnecessary."
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.
"Yup!! Supplies for some premade prank ideas"
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)
"I see..."
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.
"It is good-humour, cleanses a person's mood. Who are you, dragon-walker?"
*Two things, Q'ilbrith is a sentient, psionic octopus-thingy, and he has truesight*
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
"Comedy is always necessary" he smiles
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)
*I guessed that*
"I'm Frindrot. Who are you?"
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 honestly see no humor in causing detriment to others."
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.
"Detriment? Its just some flour! Its not harmful!"
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)
*Sorry, I can be a bit dense at times - and tend to assume everyone else is too*
"Q'ilbrith, companion of the sputtering Krathian Hedara, psionic adept, and scotch-consumption savant. How may I help you?" Frindrot gets the image of a shapeless figure sweeping the floor with its hat.
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
"Maybe not, but how would you feel if you were just minding your own business, then suddenly, a sack of flour was dumped on you?"
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.
He smiles "Id probably start looking around for my sis, also with a bag of flour. We do it to each other all the time"
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)
"Ah... I see..." She walked outside, and made the wind clear the flour from the air. "There, that's better."
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.
"Have you ... Never done a prank before?"
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)
"As I said, I see no humor in 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.