"cold most of the time, everyone bundles up. However I like the warmer weather here, but its still cold" she said
"Do you miss it?"
"little" she said and sat back at the table. "but everyone there likes themselves more then others. Not my scene"
"I can tell. Still, you seem to ... sell yourself short sometimes. Is that why?"
"Nothing good to talk about i guess." she said and smiled slightly "best thing i can do is Music making"
“I completely disagree, you are a wonderful person. Your music is just one facet of that, even if it is one of the best facets.”
her face went bright red "t-thats nice of you to say but it isnt true"
He stops dancing for a moment and backs off a step, “Listen …. Allison …. If I ever make you … uncomfortable. I want you to let me know. But yes. It is true, and I’ll believe it even if you don’t.”
"you never do! your sweet, considerate, kind, funny, witty" she said and smiled "but thank you for believing in me"
"Thank you for believing in me. And helping me regain my sanity Karick is ... unsettling to say the least"
"its ok" she said and kissed the tip of his nose "ill be here for you"
"See," he says, "That's what I'm talking about! You act all modest and think you're a burden, but then you go and do stuff like that. You confound me..." he has a genuinely confused look in his eyes, also a little stunned at the kiss
She shrugs and smiles a bit "Im a complex, aren't i?"
"You are and I love it. I would be willing to spend decades trying to understand you, Allison."
Allison melted a little "That was sweet" she said and hugged him "i feel the same"
He hugged her back. "It's also true." he said, and stayed like that for a while, before twitching a bit, breaking out of the hug, and coughing. "[1 GP] you Karick," he mutters
"Karick, you ok?" she asked, already feeling like she knew
Krathian regains control quickly, still coughing a little bit. "Yeah, I'll be fine. He seems to come up on me in moments of .... in random moments." he sits down at the table. "I'm sorry he interrupted."
"its fine" she said and sat down as well, she started tuning her lute and smiled.
she stood up and whisked her her up on to the slightly raised platform that was a stage.
Let me tell you a tale of a hero so bold
that his name and his face would be made in gold.
i will weave a story that should always be told
of a man called Krathian.
this man i tell you about
had a octopus friend he couldn't live without
they would travel through worlds throughout
this man called Krathian.
(I MADE THAT UP ON THE SPOT)
*Dude...sick*
He smiles and claps, then laughs as he notices and says to Allison "That was so good it woke Q'ilbrith up from his scotch-sleep"
"WeLL DoNE ALLiSoNNEe" his voice warbles in and out telepathically, and he is quite obviously drunk.
she chuckles and sits down "i made that up on the spot. now i feel like i should make it a song" she said and smiled.
*and thank you, all you need is a good rythm.*
He smiles back "I haven't done anything very heroic yet, though, we still need to find your daughter. Do you want to try the reach again?"
she nods and gets her bag and brings it over.
It rolls out of her hand, then changes directions erratically, finally settling in the middle of the tavern and spinning. All the color drains from Krathian's face and he stands up in astonishment and mutters and expletive.
Allison watches this and immanently knows it meant something bad.
"That's not possible..." Krathian takes off his hat and rubs his hand through his hair as he sits down, a look of utter disbelief in his eyes. "Ehoich is... in the tavern."
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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.
A guardsman enters the tavern, posting something on the notice board:
Warning: Lately an unknown individual has been breaking into the town cemetery and collecting the bodies within. It is unknowwn what theses thefts are for, but be vigilant
issac reads this and makes a confused noise. He mutters something to his Salamander and looks at Damien
Jim does the same, reaching for his table leg, and thinking that he should maybe get a better weapon...
Issac watches Jim and walks over, Fizz the Salamander on his shoulder. "I don't think you need a weapon sir" he said
"That's not possible..." Krathian takes off his hat and rubs his hand through his hair as he sits down, a look of utter disbelief in his eyes. "Ehoich is... in the tavern."
"are you sure?" she asked and looked around.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A guardsman enters the tavern, posting something on the notice board:
Warning: Lately an unknown individual has been breaking into the town cemetery and collecting the bodies within. It is unknowwn what theses thefts are for, but be vigilant
issac reads this and makes a confused noise. He mutters something to his Salamander and looks at Damien
Jim does the same, reaching for his table leg, and thinking that he should maybe get a better weapon...
Damien looks at both of them, not noticing the flyer
A guardsman enters the tavern, posting something on the notice board:
Warning: Lately an unknown individual has been breaking into the town cemetery and collecting the bodies within. It is unknowwn what theses thefts are for, but be vigilant
issac reads this and makes a confused noise. He mutters something to his Salamander and looks at Damien
Jim does the same, reaching for his table leg, and thinking that he should maybe get a better weapon...
Issac watches Jim and walks over, Fizz the Salamander on his shoulder. "I don't you need a weapon sir" he said
(he likes 20-21)
"Yes, yes a weapon would be very nice," he mutters, keeping his eyes on Damien
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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.
A guardsman enters the tavern, posting something on the notice board:
Warning: Lately an unknown individual has been breaking into the town cemetery and collecting the bodies within. It is unknowwn what theses thefts are for, but be vigilant
issac reads this and makes a confused noise. He mutters something to his Salamander and looks at Damien
Jim does the same, reaching for his table leg, and thinking that he should maybe get a better weapon...
Damien looks at both of them, not noticing the flyer
Issac smiles and waves slowly
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"That's not possible..." Krathian takes off his hat and rubs his hand through his hair as he sits down, a look of utter disbelief in his eyes. "Ehoich is... in the tavern."
"are you sure?" she asked and looked around.
"I think so, but I really hope I'm wrong...." he lays his bag on the table and quickly pulls out several books, looks something up in one of them, and starts reading.
A guardsman enters the tavern, posting something on the notice board:
Warning: Lately an unknown individual has been breaking into the town cemetery and collecting the bodies within. It is unknowwn what theses thefts are for, but be vigilant
issac reads this and makes a confused noise. He mutters something to his Salamander and looks at Damien
Jim does the same, reaching for his table leg, and thinking that he should maybe get a better weapon...
Issac watches Jim and walks over, Fizz the Salamander on his shoulder. "I don't you need a weapon sir" he said
(he likes 20-21)
"Yes, yes a weapon would be very nice," he mutters, keeping his eyes on Damien
"i don't think we need a weapon for him, he doesnt seem that bad"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"You get dissapointed by a lot of things, don't you?"
"WHen it comes to something I need, yes, definitely"
"What do you need?"
"A way to return home"
"Well, i may be able to help later on if you aren't helped by then."
"Thatd be good... But I doubt you could get there without luck"
"Where is your home?"
"A different world"
"I see."
"Yeah...."
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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)
A guardsman enters the tavern, posting something on the notice board:
Warning: Lately an unknown individual has been breaking into the town cemetery and collecting the bodies within. It is unknowwn what theses thefts are for, but be vigilant
issac reads this and makes a confused noise. He mutters something to his Salamander and looks at Damien
Jim does the same, reaching for his table leg, and thinking that he should maybe get a better weapon...
Issac watches Jim and walks over, Fizz the Salamander on his shoulder. "I don't you need a weapon sir" he said
(he likes 20-21)
"Yes, yes a weapon would be very nice," he mutters, keeping his eyes on Damien
"i don't think we need a weapon for him, he doesnt seem that bad"
Jim points at the flyer about the missing corpses. "He said he was a necromancer. All magic is bad, but by me mother's ear that's th' worst kind."
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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.
"That's not possible..." Krathian takes off his hat and rubs his hand through his hair as he sits down, a look of utter disbelief in his eyes. "Ehoich is... in the tavern."
"are you sure?" she asked and looked around.
"I think so, but I really hope I'm wrong...." he lays his bag on the table and quickly pulls out several books.
Allison sits down as well and messes with the silver dagger she got from Orvar.
*got to go now*
*be back on Monday*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A guardsman enters the tavern, posting something on the notice board:
Warning: Lately an unknown individual has been breaking into the town cemetery and collecting the bodies within. It is unknowwn what theses thefts are for, but be vigilant
issac reads this and makes a confused noise. He mutters something to his Salamander and looks at Damien
Jim does the same, reaching for his table leg, and thinking that he should maybe get a better weapon...
Issac watches Jim and walks over, Fizz the Salamander on his shoulder. "I don't you need a weapon sir" he said
(he likes 20-21)
"Yes, yes a weapon would be very nice," he mutters, keeping his eyes on Damien
"i don't think we need a weapon for him, he doesnt seem that bad"
Jim points at the flyer about the missing corpses. "He said he was a necromancer. All magic is bad, but by me mother's ear that's th' worst kind."
This catches damiens ear, "Yes, i'm a necromancer. What of it?"
"That's not possible..." Krathian takes off his hat and rubs his hand through his hair as he sits down, a look of utter disbelief in his eyes. "Ehoich is... in the tavern."
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"
Faardan is taking a break from singing, sitting at the bar and drinking some wine.
Tirree is still taking a nap in a corner.
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.
Issac watches Jim and walks over, Fizz the Salamander on his shoulder. "I don't think you need a weapon sir" he said
(he likes 20-21)
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I see."
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
"are you sure?" she asked and looked around.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Damien looks at both of them, not noticing the flyer
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
"Yes, yes a weapon would be very nice," he mutters, keeping his eyes on Damien
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"
Issac smiles and waves slowly
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I think so, but I really hope I'm wrong...." he lays his bag on the table and quickly pulls out several books, looks something up in one of them, and starts reading.
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"
"i don't think we need a weapon for him, he doesnt seem that bad"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Yeah...."
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)
Tirree wakes up, yawning and stretching.
Fardan is looking around the tavern.
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.
Jim points at the flyer about the missing corpses. "He said he was a necromancer. All magic is bad, but by me mother's ear that's th' worst kind."
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"
Allison sits down as well and messes with the silver dagger she got from Orvar.
*got to go now*
*be back on Monday*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Damien waves 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
Jim mutters to himself unsettled, and walks out of the tavern into town.
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"
This catches damiens ear, "Yes, i'm a necromancer. What of 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
As he passes the graveyard, he sees multiple police officers looking over dug up graves
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
He pulls his hat low over his eyes and his coat closer around him *Hey, he has astynomiaphobia*
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"
*Fear of police, huh?*
The graves seem randomly dug up, women, men, children, old people, no pattern to 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