Krathian was still gone. This disappearance was rather sudden...
Jim has run out of cigars and doesn't know what to do with himself
Turin is eating a meager breakfast
*hola :D*
a man sits in a chair. he has black hair and brown eyes. His hair is tied up in a ponytail by a thin plated gold band. he wears a white tank top for now but has on a seat a Black jacket. he sips a cup of herbal tea while writing in a journal.
Azazel sits outside, talking to andrew.
Elle was outside, she was cursing at a man in a hooded cloak for being late to get her medication.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Azazel looks at andrew then appears behind him, smiling.
Andrew jumps, surprised.
(description: 6'2 man in a black suit/ Black sweater with thick gold bands around the arms. Bone goat horns with golden wires that drapes on them. Black hair. Very pale skin. (anyone with sight can see a black furred goat head with golden eyes.))
"Do I know you?"
"I don't think so, i don't know you so why would you know me" he said and smiled
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Azazel looks at andrew then appears behind him, smiling.
Andrew jumps, surprised.
(description: 6'2 man in a black suit/ Black sweater with thick gold bands around the arms. Bone goat horns with golden wires that drapes on them. Black hair. Very pale skin. (anyone with sight can see a black furred goat head with golden eyes.))
"Do I know you?"
"I don't think so, i don't know you so why would you know me" he said and smiled
"I don't know, I could have sworn you or at least something like you nearly tore my left arm off."
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Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details
Azazel looks at andrew then appears behind him, smiling.
Andrew jumps, surprised.
(description: 6'2 man in a black suit/ Black sweater with thick gold bands around the arms. Bone goat horns with golden wires that drapes on them. Black hair. Very pale skin. (anyone with sight can see a black furred goat head with golden eyes.))
"Do I know you?"
"I don't think so, i don't know you so why would you know me" he said and smiled
"I don't know, I could have sworn you or at least something like you nearly tore my left arm off."
"Now what use would i have for your arm?" He said and chuckled "Unless it was for eating"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Krathian was still gone. This disappearance was rather sudden...
Jim has run out of cigars and doesn't know what to do with himself
Turin is eating a meager breakfast
*hola :D*
a man sits in a chair. he has black hair and brown eyes. His hair is tied up in a ponytail by a thin plated gold band. he wears a white tank top for now but has on a seat a Black jacket. he sips a cup of herbal tea while writing in a journal.
Azazel sits outside, talking to andrew.
Elle was outside, she was cursing at a man in a hooded cloak for being late to get her medication.
Turin, who was taking a walk, witnessed this volatile altercation, and patiently waited for the two of them to finish their argument.
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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.
Azazel looks at andrew then appears behind him, smiling.
Andrew jumps, surprised.
(description: 6'2 man in a black suit/ Black sweater with thick gold bands around the arms. Bone goat horns with golden wires that drapes on them. Black hair. Very pale skin. (anyone with sight can see a black furred goat head with golden eyes.))
"Do I know you?"
"I don't think so, i don't know you so why would you know me" he said and smiled
"I don't know, I could have sworn you or at least something like you nearly tore my left arm off."
"Now what use would i have for your arm?" He said and chuckled "Unless it was for eating"
"Pretty sure you wanted to eat it." He rolls up his left sleeve to reveal that his left arm is scarred and pock-marked.
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Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details
Krathian was still gone. This disappearance was rather sudden...
Jim has run out of cigars and doesn't know what to do with himself
Turin is eating a meager breakfast
*hola :D*
a man sits in a chair. he has black hair and brown eyes. His hair is tied up in a ponytail by a thin plated gold band. he wears a white tank top for now but has on a seat a Black jacket. he sips a cup of herbal tea while writing in a journal.
Azazel sits outside, talking to andrew.
Elle was outside, she was cursing at a man in a hooded cloak for being late to get her medication.
Turin, who was taking a walk, witnessed this volatile altercation, and patiently waited for the two of them to finish their argument.
Elle snarled and swiped the medication from the man who promptly walked away after receiving his money. she sighed and put up her hood. she mumbled to herself "why do i constantly need this stuff..."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A man in plate armor rides up the path to the tavern on a giant goat, its horns adorned with bells. He hops off upon reaching the front door, and leads the goat out to the front yard, where it can graze. He walks into the tavern, doffs his helmet, and sits at the bar. He has brown-blonde hair streaked with grey that continues from his ears all the way down to a chin beard, piercing green eyes, and an impish nose. A solitary golden earring hangs from his left ear.
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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.
Azazel looks at andrew then appears behind him, smiling.
Andrew jumps, surprised.
(description: 6'2 man in a black suit/ Black sweater with thick gold bands around the arms. Bone goat horns with golden wires that drapes on them. Black hair. Very pale skin. (anyone with sight can see a black furred goat head with golden eyes.))
"Do I know you?"
"I don't think so, i don't know you so why would you know me" he said and smiled
"I don't know, I could have sworn you or at least something like you nearly tore my left arm off."
"Now what use would i have for your arm?" He said and chuckled "Unless it was for eating"
"Pretty sure you wanted to eat it." He rolls up his left sleeve to reveal that his left arm is scarred and pock-marked.
"Hm... i don't remember eating your flesh" he said "But then again, Demons are drawn to brilliance and beauty" he said in a flattering way
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A man in plate armor rides up the path to the tavern on a giant goat, its horns adorned with bells. He hops off upon reaching the front door, and leads the goat out to the front yard, where it can graze. He walks into the tavern, doffs his helmet, and sits at the bar. He has brown-blonde hair streaked with grey that continues from his ears all the way down to a chin beard, piercing green eyes, and an impish nose. A solitary golden earring hangs from his left ear.
Harper looks up from his journal and smiles, closing the small writing book and walking over. he waves and smiles. "Hey there!" he said cheerfully.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Krathian was still gone. This disappearance was rather sudden...
Jim has run out of cigars and doesn't know what to do with himself
Turin is eating a meager breakfast
*hola :D*
a man sits in a chair. he has black hair and brown eyes. His hair is tied up in a ponytail by a thin plated gold band. he wears a white tank top for now but has on a seat a Black jacket. he sips a cup of herbal tea while writing in a journal.
Azazel sits outside, talking to andrew.
Elle was outside, she was cursing at a man in a hooded cloak for being late to get her medication.
Turin, who was taking a walk, witnessed this volatile altercation, and patiently waited for the two of them to finish their argument.
Elle snarled and swiped the medication from the man who promptly walked away after receiving his money. she sighed and put up her hood. she mumbled to herself "why do i constantly need this stuff..."
"Sorry miss," Turin says as he reaches her on the path, "But I couldn't help overhearin' your conversation with the merchant there. Did ye get what ye was looking for?"
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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.
Azazel looks at andrew then appears behind him, smiling.
Andrew jumps, surprised.
(description: 6'2 man in a black suit/ Black sweater with thick gold bands around the arms. Bone goat horns with golden wires that drapes on them. Black hair. Very pale skin. (anyone with sight can see a black furred goat head with golden eyes.))
"Do I know you?"
"I don't think so, i don't know you so why would you know me" he said and smiled
"I don't know, I could have sworn you or at least something like you nearly tore my left arm off."
"Now what use would i have for your arm?" He said and chuckled "Unless it was for eating"
"Pretty sure you wanted to eat it." He rolls up his left sleeve to reveal that his left arm is scarred and pock-marked.
"Hm... i don't remember eating your flesh" he said "But then again, Demons are drawn to brilliance and beauty" he said in a flattering way
"Stop with the flattery, if I knew it was you who tried to eat me you wouldn't be standing."
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Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details
A man in plate armor rides up the path to the tavern on a giant goat, its horns adorned with bells. He hops off upon reaching the front door, and leads the goat out to the front yard, where it can graze. He walks into the tavern, doffs his helmet, and sits at the bar. He has brown-blonde hair streaked with grey that continues from his ears all the way down to a chin beard, piercing green eyes, and an impish nose. A solitary golden earring hangs from his left ear.
Harper looks up from his journal and smiles, closing the small writing book and walking over. he waves and smiles. "Hey there!" he said cheerfully.
"Hallo," said the man, waving back. He then ordered a couple of coffees, adding something white from a flask to both. He sits down at Harper's table and offers him the other coffee.
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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 was still gone. This disappearance was rather sudden...
Jim has run out of cigars and doesn't know what to do with himself
Turin is eating a meager breakfast
*hola :D*
a man sits in a chair. he has black hair and brown eyes. His hair is tied up in a ponytail by a thin plated gold band. he wears a white tank top for now but has on a seat a Black jacket. he sips a cup of herbal tea while writing in a journal.
Azazel sits outside, talking to andrew.
Elle was outside, she was cursing at a man in a hooded cloak for being late to get her medication.
Turin, who was taking a walk, witnessed this volatile altercation, and patiently waited for the two of them to finish their argument.
Elle snarled and swiped the medication from the man who promptly walked away after receiving his money. she sighed and put up her hood. she mumbled to herself "why do i constantly need this stuff..."
"Sorry miss," Turin says as he reaches her on the path, "But I couldn't help overhearin' your conversation with the merchant there. Did ye get what ye was looking for?"
Her eyes narrowed as she violently pushed him against a tree, pulling out her knife "How much did you here?" she snarled
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Azazel looks at andrew then appears behind him, smiling.
Andrew jumps, surprised.
(description: 6'2 man in a black suit/ Black sweater with thick gold bands around the arms. Bone goat horns with golden wires that drapes on them. Black hair. Very pale skin. (anyone with sight can see a black furred goat head with golden eyes.))
"Do I know you?"
"I don't think so, i don't know you so why would you know me" he said and smiled
"I don't know, I could have sworn you or at least something like you nearly tore my left arm off."
"Now what use would i have for your arm?" He said and chuckled "Unless it was for eating"
"Pretty sure you wanted to eat it." He rolls up his left sleeve to reveal that his left arm is scarred and pock-marked.
"Hm... i don't remember eating your flesh" he said "But then again, Demons are drawn to brilliance and beauty" he said in a flattering way
"Stop with the flattery, if I knew it was you who tried to eat me you wouldn't be standing."
"Then why accuse me of doing something i clearly did not" He said
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Krathian was still gone. This disappearance was rather sudden...
Jim has run out of cigars and doesn't know what to do with himself
Turin is eating a meager breakfast
*hola :D*
a man sits in a chair. he has black hair and brown eyes. His hair is tied up in a ponytail by a thin plated gold band. he wears a white tank top for now but has on a seat a Black jacket. he sips a cup of herbal tea while writing in a journal.
Azazel sits outside, talking to andrew.
Elle was outside, she was cursing at a man in a hooded cloak for being late to get her medication.
Turin, who was taking a walk, witnessed this volatile altercation, and patiently waited for the two of them to finish their argument.
Elle snarled and swiped the medication from the man who promptly walked away after receiving his money. she sighed and put up her hood. she mumbled to herself "why do i constantly need this stuff..."
"Sorry miss," Turin says as he reaches her on the path, "But I couldn't help overhearin' your conversation with the merchant there. Did ye get what ye was looking for?"
Her eyes narrowed as she violently pushed him against a tree, pulling out her knife "How much did you here?" she snarled
"Not much, but enough to know what ye're looking for is hard to get, and probably costs quite a bit as well. And that you were visibly trying to restrain yourself from dismembering that poor man."
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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 man in plate armor rides up the path to the tavern on a giant goat, its horns adorned with bells. He hops off upon reaching the front door, and leads the goat out to the front yard, where it can graze. He walks into the tavern, doffs his helmet, and sits at the bar. He has brown-blonde hair streaked with grey that continues from his ears all the way down to a chin beard, piercing green eyes, and an impish nose. A solitary golden earring hangs from his left ear.
Harper looks up from his journal and smiles, closing the small writing book and walking over. he waves and smiles. "Hey there!" he said cheerfully.
"Hallo," said the man, waving back. He then ordered a couple of coffees, adding something white from a flask to both. He sits down at Harper's table and offers him the other coffee.
Harper looks at the coffee cup then raised an eyebrow. "What did you put in it?" he asked and tilted his head, moving aside so the man could sit down.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A man in plate armor rides up the path to the tavern on a giant goat, its horns adorned with bells. He hops off upon reaching the front door, and leads the goat out to the front yard, where it can graze. He walks into the tavern, doffs his helmet, and sits at the bar. He has brown-blonde hair streaked with grey that continues from his ears all the way down to a chin beard, piercing green eyes, and an impish nose. A solitary golden earring hangs from his left ear.
Harper looks up from his journal and smiles, closing the small writing book and walking over. he waves and smiles. "Hey there!" he said cheerfully.
"Hallo," said the man, waving back. He then ordered a couple of coffees, adding something white from a flask to both. He sits down at Harper's table and offers him the other coffee.
Harper looks at the coffee cup then raised an eyebrow. "What did you put in it?" he asked and tilted his head, moving aside so the man could sit down.
"Honey and goat's milk" he tosses Harper the container. "Look for yourself, I tend to like a bit in with my coffee." The man takes a long sip of his drink.
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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 was still gone. This disappearance was rather sudden...
Jim has run out of cigars and doesn't know what to do with himself
Turin is eating a meager breakfast
*hola :D*
a man sits in a chair. he has black hair and brown eyes. His hair is tied up in a ponytail by a thin plated gold band. he wears a white tank top for now but has on a seat a Black jacket. he sips a cup of herbal tea while writing in a journal.
Azazel sits outside, talking to andrew.
Elle was outside, she was cursing at a man in a hooded cloak for being late to get her medication.
Turin, who was taking a walk, witnessed this volatile altercation, and patiently waited for the two of them to finish their argument.
Elle snarled and swiped the medication from the man who promptly walked away after receiving his money. she sighed and put up her hood. she mumbled to herself "why do i constantly need this stuff..."
"Sorry miss," Turin says as he reaches her on the path, "But I couldn't help overhearin' your conversation with the merchant there. Did ye get what ye was looking for?"
Her eyes narrowed as she violently pushed him against a tree, pulling out her knife "How much did you here?" she snarled
"Not much, but enough to know what ye're looking for is hard to get, and probably costs quite a bit as well. And that you were visibly trying to restrain yourself from dismembering that poor man."
(May i have a description of Turin?)
(ill trade you a description of Elle)
She backed off a bit but not letting him go "Thats none of yer business" she said. it was clear to see that she had dark shade under her eyes from lack of sleep, her eyes were unfocused and darted around.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A man in plate armor rides up the path to the tavern on a giant goat, its horns adorned with bells. He hops off upon reaching the front door, and leads the goat out to the front yard, where it can graze. He walks into the tavern, doffs his helmet, and sits at the bar. He has brown-blonde hair streaked with grey that continues from his ears all the way down to a chin beard, piercing green eyes, and an impish nose. A solitary golden earring hangs from his left ear.
Harper looks up from his journal and smiles, closing the small writing book and walking over. he waves and smiles. "Hey there!" he said cheerfully.
"Hallo," said the man, waving back. He then ordered a couple of coffees, adding something white from a flask to both. He sits down at Harper's table and offers him the other coffee.
Harper looks at the coffee cup then raised an eyebrow. "What did you put in it?" he asked and tilted his head, moving aside so the man could sit down.
"Honey and goat's milk" he tosses Harper the container. "Look for yourself, I tend to like a bit in with my coffee." The man takes a long sip of his drink.
Harper sniffs the opening of the container. He shrugs nd sets it down, drinking his coffee, registering the taste. "pretty good" he said and chuckled
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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*hola :D*
a man sits in a chair. he has black hair and brown eyes. His hair is tied up in a ponytail by a thin plated gold band. he wears a white tank top for now but has on a seat a Black jacket. he sips a cup of herbal tea while writing in a journal.
Azazel sits outside, talking to andrew.
Elle was outside, she was cursing at a man in a hooded cloak for being late to get her medication.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I don't think so, i don't know you so why would you know me" he said and smiled
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I don't know, I could have sworn you or at least something like you nearly tore my left arm off."
Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details
"Now what use would i have for your arm?" He said and chuckled "Unless it was for eating"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Turin, who was taking a walk, witnessed this volatile altercation, and patiently waited for the two of them to finish their argument.
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"
"Pretty sure you wanted to eat it." He rolls up his left sleeve to reveal that his left arm is scarred and pock-marked.
Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details
Elle snarled and swiped the medication from the man who promptly walked away after receiving his money. she sighed and put up her hood. she mumbled to herself "why do i constantly need this stuff..."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Aaaah what the heck I'll introduce this one*
A man in plate armor rides up the path to the tavern on a giant goat, its horns adorned with bells. He hops off upon reaching the front door, and leads the goat out to the front yard, where it can graze. He walks into the tavern, doffs his helmet, and sits at the bar. He has brown-blonde hair streaked with grey that continues from his ears all the way down to a chin beard, piercing green eyes, and an impish nose. A solitary golden earring hangs from his left ear.
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"
"Hm... i don't remember eating your flesh" he said "But then again, Demons are drawn to brilliance and beauty" he said in a flattering way
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Harper looks up from his journal and smiles, closing the small writing book and walking over. he waves and smiles. "Hey there!" he said cheerfully.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Sorry miss," Turin says as he reaches her on the path, "But I couldn't help overhearin' your conversation with the merchant there. Did ye get what ye was looking for?"
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"
"Stop with the flattery, if I knew it was you who tried to eat me you wouldn't be standing."
Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details
"Hallo," said the man, waving back. He then ordered a couple of coffees, adding something white from a flask to both. He sits down at Harper's table and offers him the other coffee.
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"
Her eyes narrowed as she violently pushed him against a tree, pulling out her knife "How much did you here?" she snarled
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Then why accuse me of doing something i clearly did not" He said
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Not much, but enough to know what ye're looking for is hard to get, and probably costs quite a bit as well. And that you were visibly trying to restrain yourself from dismembering that poor man."
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"
Harper looks at the coffee cup then raised an eyebrow. "What did you put in it?" he asked and tilted his head, moving aside so the man could sit down.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Honey and goat's milk" he tosses Harper the container. "Look for yourself, I tend to like a bit in with my coffee." The man takes a long sip of his drink.
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"
(May i have a description of Turin?)
(ill trade you a description of Elle)
She backed off a bit but not letting him go "Thats none of yer business" she said. it was clear to see that she had dark shade under her eyes from lack of sleep, her eyes were unfocused and darted around.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Harper sniffs the opening of the container. He shrugs nd sets it down, drinking his coffee, registering the taste. "pretty good" he said and chuckled
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]