All stars fade. Some stars forever fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Homebrew (Mostly Outdated):Magic Items,Monsters,Spells,Subclasses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Homebrew (Mostly Outdated):Magic Items,Monsters,Spells,Subclasses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
Elle was inside, she was awake and drinking coffee. Her clothes had changed into something more comfortable, a black turtle neck with long sleeves and a pair of thick warm pants. She also wore fluffy socks with small corgi's sewn into them.
Azazel was outside in the quarry, he was sitting upon a rock and staring at small pool of stagnant water. He was in his human form.
-new boy-
A man with jet black hair tied into a ponytail walked in. He wore a black Jean jacket and a white tank top stained with blood underneath. His brown eyes were darting around like he was fearful for his life. He had three huge cuts on his right side that trailed dark red blood as he walked. He collapsed in a chair.
As if the man was made of smoke, his human form melted away. In its place was a huge black dog with brown eyes. The dog scooched itself under a table and started licking its wounds. The only thing that poked out was its fluffy tail.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Elle was inside, she was awake and drinking coffee. Her clothes had changed into something more comfortable, a black turtle neck with long sleeves and a pair of thick warm pants. She also wore fluffy socks with small corgi's sewn into them.
Azazel was outside in the quarry, he was sitting upon a rock and staring at small pool of stagnant water. He was in his human form.
-new boy-
A man with jet black hair tied into a ponytail walked in. He wore a black Jean jacket and a white tank top stained with blood underneath. His brown eyes were darting around like he was fearful for his life. He had three huge cuts on his right side that trailed dark red blood as he walked. He collapsed in a chair.
As if the man was made of smoke, his human form melted away. In its place was a huge black dog with brown eyes. The dog scooched itself under a table and started licking its wounds. The only thing that poked out was its fluffy tail.
Wormorn looked under his table, which just so happened to be the one with Zylna snoring on it. He sounded like a nice old man. "Hello."
Elle was inside, she was awake and drinking coffee. Her clothes had changed into something more comfortable, a black turtle neck with long sleeves and a pair of thick warm pants. She also wore fluffy socks with small corgi's sewn into them.
Azazel was outside in the quarry, he was sitting upon a rock and staring at small pool of stagnant water. He was in his human form.
-new boy-
A man with jet black hair tied into a ponytail walked in. He wore a black Jean jacket and a white tank top stained with blood underneath. His brown eyes were darting around like he was fearful for his life. He had three huge cuts on his right side that trailed dark red blood as he walked. He collapsed in a chair.
As if the man was made of smoke, his human form melted away. In its place was a huge black dog with brown eyes. The dog scooched itself under a table and started licking its wounds. The only thing that poked out was its fluffy tail.
Wormorn looked under his table, which just so happened to be the one with Zylna snoring on it. He sounded like a nice old man. "Hello."
The dog growled lowly for a minute before poking its muzzle out.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Elle was inside, she was awake and drinking coffee. Her clothes had changed into something more comfortable, a black turtle neck with long sleeves and a pair of thick warm pants. She also wore fluffy socks with small corgi's sewn into them.
Azazel was outside in the quarry, he was sitting upon a rock and staring at small pool of stagnant water. He was in his human form.
-new boy-
A man with jet black hair tied into a ponytail walked in. He wore a black Jean jacket and a white tank top stained with blood underneath. His brown eyes were darting around like he was fearful for his life. He had three huge cuts on his right side that trailed dark red blood as he walked. He collapsed in a chair.
As if the man was made of smoke, his human form melted away. In its place was a huge black dog with brown eyes. The dog scooched itself under a table and started licking its wounds. The only thing that poked out was its fluffy tail.
Wormorn looked under his table, which just so happened to be the one with Zylna snoring on it. He sounded like a nice old man. "Hello."
The dog growled lowly for a minute before poking its muzzle out.
Wormorn pet his head.
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Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Elle was inside, she was awake and drinking coffee. Her clothes had changed into something more comfortable, a black turtle neck with long sleeves and a pair of thick warm pants. She also wore fluffy socks with small corgi's sewn into them.
Azazel was outside in the quarry, he was sitting upon a rock and staring at small pool of stagnant water. He was in his human form.
-new boy-
A man with jet black hair tied into a ponytail walked in. He wore a black Jean jacket and a white tank top stained with blood underneath. His brown eyes were darting around like he was fearful for his life. He had three huge cuts on his right side that trailed dark red blood as he walked. He collapsed in a chair.
As if the man was made of smoke, his human form melted away. In its place was a huge black dog with brown eyes. The dog scooched itself under a table and started licking its wounds. The only thing that poked out was its fluffy tail.
Wormorn looked under his table, which just so happened to be the one with Zylna snoring on it. He sounded like a nice old man. "Hello."
The dog growled lowly for a minute before poking its muzzle out.
Wormorn pet his head.
The dog nuzzles the hand for a minute then gestures to the wounds on its side
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Elle was inside, she was awake and drinking coffee. Her clothes had changed into something more comfortable, a black turtle neck with long sleeves and a pair of thick warm pants. She also wore fluffy socks with small corgi's sewn into them.
Azazel was outside in the quarry, he was sitting upon a rock and staring at small pool of stagnant water. He was in his human form.
-new boy-
A man with jet black hair tied into a ponytail walked in. He wore a black Jean jacket and a white tank top stained with blood underneath. His brown eyes were darting around like he was fearful for his life. He had three huge cuts on his right side that trailed dark red blood as he walked. He collapsed in a chair.
As if the man was made of smoke, his human form melted away. In its place was a huge black dog with brown eyes. The dog scooched itself under a table and started licking its wounds. The only thing that poked out was its fluffy tail.
Wormorn looked under his table, which just so happened to be the one with Zylna snoring on it. He sounded like a nice old man. "Hello."
The dog growled lowly for a minute before poking its muzzle out.
Wormorn pet his head.
The dog nuzzles the hand for a minute then gestures to the wounds on its side
He sounded like a young woman. "I do not know. I'm sorry."
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Elle was inside, she was awake and drinking coffee. Her clothes had changed into something more comfortable, a black turtle neck with long sleeves and a pair of thick warm pants. She also wore fluffy socks with small corgi's sewn into them.
Azazel was outside in the quarry, he was sitting upon a rock and staring at small pool of stagnant water. He was in his human form.
-new boy-
A man with jet black hair tied into a ponytail walked in. He wore a black Jean jacket and a white tank top stained with blood underneath. His brown eyes were darting around like he was fearful for his life. He had three huge cuts on his right side that trailed dark red blood as he walked. He collapsed in a chair.
As if the man was made of smoke, his human form melted away. In its place was a huge black dog with brown eyes. The dog scooched itself under a table and started licking its wounds. The only thing that poked out was its fluffy tail.
Wormorn looked under his table, which just so happened to be the one with Zylna snoring on it. He sounded like a nice old man. "Hello."
The dog growled lowly for a minute before poking its muzzle out.
Wormorn pet his head.
The dog nuzzles the hand for a minute then gestures to the wounds on its side
He sounded like a young woman. "I do not know. I'm sorry."
The dog's body shudders for a minute, the man returns. He looks about 20-25. He shook his head and tried to stand up, bumping his head on the t able then crawling out. He held his side "is there a cleric or healer here?..." He asked
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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*Thank you. It's a specialty.*
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall.
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
"Nah, it'll just be you attack my layer I get a portion of your power or something along those lines."
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
“No.”
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
"You get less power on my layers?"
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
*Out bye!*
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
*See ya!*
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. No control, period.”
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
*who’s on?*
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"
Svarn is still drinking cocoa
a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
*Hello!*
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall.
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*hey ttb*
a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
He nods, still swaying a bit
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
*Good morning to whoever is still alive.*
Wormorn is keeping an eye on Zylna as she sleeps.
Zylna is snoring face-down on a table.
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.
-good morrow-
Elle was inside, she was awake and drinking coffee. Her clothes had changed into something more comfortable, a black turtle neck with long sleeves and a pair of thick warm pants. She also wore fluffy socks with small corgi's sewn into them.
Azazel was outside in the quarry, he was sitting upon a rock and staring at small pool of stagnant water. He was in his human form.
-new boy-
A man with jet black hair tied into a ponytail walked in. He wore a black Jean jacket and a white tank top stained with blood underneath. His brown eyes were darting around like he was fearful for his life. He had three huge cuts on his right side that trailed dark red blood as he walked. He collapsed in a chair.
As if the man was made of smoke, his human form melted away. In its place was a huge black dog with brown eyes. The dog scooched itself under a table and started licking its wounds. The only thing that poked out was its fluffy tail.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Wormorn looked under his table, which just so happened to be the one with Zylna snoring on it. He sounded like a nice old man. "Hello."
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.
The dog growled lowly for a minute before poking its muzzle out.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Wormorn pet his head.
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.
The dog nuzzles the hand for a minute then gestures to the wounds on its side
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He sounded like a young woman. "I do not know. I'm sorry."
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.
The dog's body shudders for a minute, the man returns. He looks about 20-25. He shook his head and tried to stand up, bumping his head on the t able then crawling out. He held his side "is there a cleric or healer here?..." He asked
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]