Solanar goes down into the basement "Exaos what did you do?!"
I HAD ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS. HONEST!
" Dear god, when did people start coming down here so often?"
Solanar raises an eyebrow "Sorry, whenever I hear an explosion around here I assume the god of explosions is behind it cause he can't understand the words Self Control."
"The god of explos- i'm not going to ask"
*A massive voice from nowhere*
"I'M RIGHT HERE. NEED ANY TIPS? I CAN DO SOME COOL STUFF WITH HELLFIRE, SOLAR SPIRIT, AND HYDROGEN BOMBS."
"Jesus christ! What in the hells is that"
"ME, IDIOT. I'M EXAOS, GOD OF EXPLOSIONS, DEATH, WAR, AND THE LOWER PLANES."
"You don't sound like a god..... more like a dude with a megaphone to be honest"
*YAAAAAS that sentence made me realize that I have succeeded*
"WHY DOES EVERYONE SAY THAT?!"
"I think its the voice to be honest"
"CAN'T EVEN HAVE AN INTELLIGENT CONVERSATION AROUND HERE."
"You don't seem to intelligent, so that makes sense"
The entire tavern explodes with the force of a thousand nuclear bombs. Course, this has no effect cause of Yondalla's blessing.
"See? You tried to destroy something indestructable," He says, unfazed
No answer
*I love playing Exaos cause it's an excuse to be immature, overreact to everything, be stupid, and blow stuff up with no repercussions XD I love Yondallas blessing.*
Mike walks downstairs, his wings are out and his eyes are glowing white. He moves with almost mechanical efficiency and finds a place to sit down. He then starts sharpening his blades
Mike walks downstairs, his wings are out and his eyes are glowing white. He moves with almost mechanical efficiency and finds a place to sit down. He then starts sharpening his blades
Mike walks downstairs, his wings are out and his eyes are glowing white. He moves with almost mechanical efficiency and finds a place to sit down. He then starts sharpening his blades
Mike walks downstairs, his wings are out and his eyes are glowing white. He moves with almost mechanical efficiency and finds a place to sit down. He then starts sharpening his blades
"RIP OFF! THAT'S COPYRIGHTED! TRADEMARKED! I'M GONNA SUE YOU AND BLOW YOU UP!"
“Are you a necromancer?” Amber asks. She doesn’t seem afraid, just curious.
"Um, yeah. Been doing that for a while...."
“Cool,” Amber says pensively. “I was engaged to a necromancer when I was twelve, but he was really creepy so I made my parents annul the engagement. You don’t seem creepy at all though.”
"you were twelve? And engaged?" He thinks for a moment, "Are you an elf? Also thank you, i try not to be creepy"
“No,” Amber says after a second. “Just a princess. I mean, I never even met him. And to be honest, I’m promised myself I’d only get married for love, so I probably would have ended the engagement anyway even if he hadn’t been creepy. What about you? Are you married?”
"Princess huh? Should i like... bow or something?" He shakes his head, "No, i've never been married"
“No!” Amber laughs. “I’m just a regular person here at the tavern. Just like I will be at Strixhaven.” She pauses. “Anyway, let’s get this lab cleaned up.” She begins briskly cleaning up anything that seems to be spilled or broken.
"You're heading to Strikhaven huh? Planning to be a mage?"
A couple vials and beaker have shattered. Damien helps to clean them up
“I already am a mage,” Amber laughs. “I’m just going there to learn some new spells and put the final polish on my skills. Anyway, welcome to the tavern. Unfortunately, I’m leaving very soon, but I’ll be back in the summer.”
"What spells have you learned?" He asks. "True, one can never stop improving." He nods. "Wow, thats a pretty long time to be gone from this place.
Amber nods and gives him a list of several spells, mostly enchantments (no necromancy spells though). “I’m probably gonna join Silverquill when I get there cause I like writing. And yeah, it is a long time, but we get a break in March, so I’ll probably be back then.”
"An enchanter eh? I tend to lean towards necromancy , but enchantment can be rather useful in almost all situations." He smiles, "I was a Quandrix when i was young, rather interesting"
“Oh wow!” Amber seems fascinated. “That sounds amazing. But I don’t know enough math to be a Quandrix.” She laughs. “Like I said, I love writing, plus I heard that Silvery Barbs spell they teach at Silverquill is really cool.”
Mike walks downstairs, his wings are out and his eyes are glowing white. He moves with almost mechanical efficiency and finds a place to sit down. He then starts sharpening his blades
Mike walks downstairs, his wings are out and his eyes are glowing white. He moves with almost mechanical efficiency and finds a place to sit down. He then starts sharpening his blades
"RIP OFF! THAT'S COPYRIGHTED! TRADEMARKED! I'M GONNA SUE YOU AND BLOW YOU UP!"
“Are you a necromancer?” Amber asks. She doesn’t seem afraid, just curious.
"Um, yeah. Been doing that for a while...."
“Cool,” Amber says pensively. “I was engaged to a necromancer when I was twelve, but he was really creepy so I made my parents annul the engagement. You don’t seem creepy at all though.”
"you were twelve? And engaged?" He thinks for a moment, "Are you an elf? Also thank you, i try not to be creepy"
“No,” Amber says after a second. “Just a princess. I mean, I never even met him. And to be honest, I’m promised myself I’d only get married for love, so I probably would have ended the engagement anyway even if he hadn’t been creepy. What about you? Are you married?”
"Princess huh? Should i like... bow or something?" He shakes his head, "No, i've never been married"
“No!” Amber laughs. “I’m just a regular person here at the tavern. Just like I will be at Strixhaven.” She pauses. “Anyway, let’s get this lab cleaned up.” She begins briskly cleaning up anything that seems to be spilled or broken.
"You're heading to Strikhaven huh? Planning to be a mage?"
A couple vials and beaker have shattered. Damien helps to clean them up
“I already am a mage,” Amber laughs. “I’m just going there to learn some new spells and put the final polish on my skills. Anyway, welcome to the tavern. Unfortunately, I’m leaving very soon, but I’ll be back in the summer.”
"What spells have you learned?" He asks. "True, one can never stop improving." He nods. "Wow, thats a pretty long time to be gone from this place.
Amber nods and gives him a list of several spells, mostly enchantments (no necromancy spells though). “I’m probably gonna join Silverquill when I get there cause I like writing. And yeah, it is a long time, but we get a break in March, so I’ll probably be back then.”
"An enchanter eh? I tend to lean towards necromancy , but enchantment can be rather useful in almost all situations." He smiles, "I was a Quandrix when i was young, rather interesting"
“Oh wow!” Amber seems fascinated. “That sounds amazing. But I don’t know enough math to be a Quandrix.” She laughs. “Like I said, I love writing, plus I heard that Silvery Barbs spell they teach at Silverquill is really cool.”
"It is, been hit by the spell enough times to know."
Mike walks downstairs, his wings are out and his eyes are glowing white. He moves with almost mechanical efficiency and finds a place to sit down. He then starts sharpening his blades
Mike walks downstairs, his wings are out and his eyes are glowing white. He moves with almost mechanical efficiency and finds a place to sit down. He then starts sharpening his blades
Mike walks downstairs, his wings are out and his eyes are glowing white. He moves with almost mechanical efficiency and finds a place to sit down. He then starts sharpening his blades
"RIP OFF! THAT'S COPYRIGHTED! TRADEMARKED! I'M GONNA SUE YOU AND BLOW YOU UP!"
Mike walks downstairs, his wings are out and his eyes are glowing white. He moves with almost mechanical efficiency and finds a place to sit down. He then starts sharpening his blades
“Are you a necromancer?” Amber asks. She doesn’t seem afraid, just curious.
"Um, yeah. Been doing that for a while...."
“Cool,” Amber says pensively. “I was engaged to a necromancer when I was twelve, but he was really creepy so I made my parents annul the engagement. You don’t seem creepy at all though.”
"you were twelve? And engaged?" He thinks for a moment, "Are you an elf? Also thank you, i try not to be creepy"
“No,” Amber says after a second. “Just a princess. I mean, I never even met him. And to be honest, I’m promised myself I’d only get married for love, so I probably would have ended the engagement anyway even if he hadn’t been creepy. What about you? Are you married?”
"Princess huh? Should i like... bow or something?" He shakes his head, "No, i've never been married"
“No!” Amber laughs. “I’m just a regular person here at the tavern. Just like I will be at Strixhaven.” She pauses. “Anyway, let’s get this lab cleaned up.” She begins briskly cleaning up anything that seems to be spilled or broken.
"You're heading to Strikhaven huh? Planning to be a mage?"
A couple vials and beaker have shattered. Damien helps to clean them up
“I already am a mage,” Amber laughs. “I’m just going there to learn some new spells and put the final polish on my skills. Anyway, welcome to the tavern. Unfortunately, I’m leaving very soon, but I’ll be back in the summer.”
"What spells have you learned?" He asks. "True, one can never stop improving." He nods. "Wow, thats a pretty long time to be gone from this place.
Amber nods and gives him a list of several spells, mostly enchantments (no necromancy spells though). “I’m probably gonna join Silverquill when I get there cause I like writing. And yeah, it is a long time, but we get a break in March, so I’ll probably be back then.”
"An enchanter eh? I tend to lean towards necromancy , but enchantment can be rather useful in almost all situations." He smiles, "I was a Quandrix when i was young, rather interesting"
“Oh wow!” Amber seems fascinated. “That sounds amazing. But I don’t know enough math to be a Quandrix.” She laughs. “Like I said, I love writing, plus I heard that Silvery Barbs spell they teach at Silverquill is really cool.”
"It is, been hit by the spell enough times to know."
“Wow!!!” Amber seems really impressed. She shakes her head. “Sadly I should get upstairs and finish getting packed. But it was really nice meeting you Damien.”
Mike walks downstairs, his wings are out and his eyes are glowing white. He moves with almost mechanical efficiency and finds a place to sit down. He then starts sharpening his blades
"RIP OFF! THAT'S COPYRIGHTED! TRADEMARKED! I'M GONNA SUE YOU AND BLOW YOU UP!"
Mike walks downstairs, his wings are out and his eyes are glowing white. He moves with almost mechanical efficiency and finds a place to sit down. He then starts sharpening his blades
"RIP OFF! THAT'S COPYRIGHTED! TRADEMARKED! I'M GONNA SUE YOU AND BLOW YOU UP!"
“Are you a necromancer?” Amber asks. She doesn’t seem afraid, just curious.
"Um, yeah. Been doing that for a while...."
“Cool,” Amber says pensively. “I was engaged to a necromancer when I was twelve, but he was really creepy so I made my parents annul the engagement. You don’t seem creepy at all though.”
"you were twelve? And engaged?" He thinks for a moment, "Are you an elf? Also thank you, i try not to be creepy"
“No,” Amber says after a second. “Just a princess. I mean, I never even met him. And to be honest, I’m promised myself I’d only get married for love, so I probably would have ended the engagement anyway even if he hadn’t been creepy. What about you? Are you married?”
"Princess huh? Should i like... bow or something?" He shakes his head, "No, i've never been married"
“No!” Amber laughs. “I’m just a regular person here at the tavern. Just like I will be at Strixhaven.” She pauses. “Anyway, let’s get this lab cleaned up.” She begins briskly cleaning up anything that seems to be spilled or broken.
"You're heading to Strikhaven huh? Planning to be a mage?"
A couple vials and beaker have shattered. Damien helps to clean them up
“I already am a mage,” Amber laughs. “I’m just going there to learn some new spells and put the final polish on my skills. Anyway, welcome to the tavern. Unfortunately, I’m leaving very soon, but I’ll be back in the summer.”
"What spells have you learned?" He asks. "True, one can never stop improving." He nods. "Wow, thats a pretty long time to be gone from this place.
Amber nods and gives him a list of several spells, mostly enchantments (no necromancy spells though). “I’m probably gonna join Silverquill when I get there cause I like writing. And yeah, it is a long time, but we get a break in March, so I’ll probably be back then.”
"An enchanter eh? I tend to lean towards necromancy , but enchantment can be rather useful in almost all situations." He smiles, "I was a Quandrix when i was young, rather interesting"
“Oh wow!” Amber seems fascinated. “That sounds amazing. But I don’t know enough math to be a Quandrix.” She laughs. “Like I said, I love writing, plus I heard that Silvery Barbs spell they teach at Silverquill is really cool.”
"It is, been hit by the spell enough times to know."
“Wow!!!” Amber seems really impressed. She shakes her head. “Sadly I should get upstairs and finish getting packed. But it was really nice meeting you Damien.”
"Likewise. It was rather nice to meet another mage, especially one as kind as you. If you'd like to keep in touch, i can give you a sending stone"
Mike walks downstairs, his wings are out and his eyes are glowing white. He moves with almost mechanical efficiency and finds a place to sit down. He then starts sharpening his blades
"RIP OFF! THAT'S COPYRIGHTED! TRADEMARKED! I'M GONNA SUE YOU AND BLOW YOU UP!"
This from the big god's angry little brother. Funny.
*THANK YOU*
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!
Extended Sig
"No clue."
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
Bunker, "You right?"
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
“I am doing well”
Mostly nocturnal
help build a world here
"Thats good. Your eyes are glowing bright white"
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
"RIP OFF! THAT'S COPYRIGHTED! TRADEMARKED! I'M GONNA SUE YOU AND BLOW YOU UP!"
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!
Extended Sig
“Oh wow!” Amber seems fascinated. “That sounds amazing. But I don’t know enough math to be a Quandrix.” She laughs. “Like I said, I love writing, plus I heard that Silvery Barbs spell they teach at Silverquill is really cool.”
“Mike isn’t here right now”
Mostly nocturnal
help build a world here
(Where is this coming from?)
Mostly nocturnal
help build a world here
"It is, been hit by the spell enough times to know."
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
"So who are you then?"
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
“I have been informed to address myself as Sky”
Mostly nocturnal
help build a world here
*The air. The earth. Everywhere*
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!
Extended Sig
"Sky? Well, nice to meet you"
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
“Wow!!!” Amber seems really impressed. She shakes her head. “Sadly I should get upstairs and finish getting packed. But it was really nice meeting you Damien.”
“Where is the loud noise coming from?”
Mostly nocturnal
help build a world here
“Indeed”
Mostly nocturnal
help build a world here
*Exaos probably doesn’t have standing to sue 😊*
"Likewise. It was rather nice to meet another mage, especially one as kind as you. If you'd like to keep in touch, i can give you a sending stone"
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
This from the big god's angry little brother. Funny.
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)