A 6'3 Human Male walks in. He wears the clothes of a paladin. He doesn't look at anyone as he passes through the rows of tables and seats till he sits down at a lone table in the back. His hair is Raven black while his eyes are dark blue. He features are soft but seemingly cold. He pulls out what looks like a Sword but is made of bones and steel. He starts sharpening it, as he does, he seems to release a fear-inducing presence
*Hello there.*
A 5'9 woman walks in. She has very tan skin, and wears a very egyptian-esque dancers' dress. She has a black cloth on a golden headband completely covering her face, and the strangest part about her is the albino snakes for hair.
She walks over to him, the presence drawing her to him.
He looks up. His gaze seems to be like an arrow, piercing her. The corners of his his mouth move up slightly.
She sits down across from him, and even though her face is hidden, her gaze can be felt through the cloth. A sudden and short burst of red light burst from under her cloth, but it went away as quickly as it appeared.
"Now.." he said not even looking up from his sword "who are you?"
She spoke in a strange language, and there seemed to be multiple voices overlapping with hers, and the words she spoke did not sound verbal, rather, they seemed to go directly into his mind. "I am Iccauhtli. Who are you, human?"
"Thomas.. Thomas Norwood" He said. His voice was sickenly smooth and kind, like it was being forced.
"Do not hide your emotions, Norwood. I can feel the darkness from you, and it is such a wonderful darkness."
"Like you can see inside me?" He said and tilted his head
"No, I can sense it. The fear emanating from you is.... intoxicating."
*I think I might end up making her a villain now.*
"Hm" he said and chuckled a bit "Now my turn to ask a question.. why are you talking to me beside drinking in my aura"
"I don't consume aura, I bask in it. Consuming it could kill the one I'm taking it from, and if it didn't, the taste would not be as pleasant afterwards."
He narrowed his eyes and spoke in a infernal tongue for a minute before switching back to common "Anyways, what brings you to this tavern"
"I felt death."
"ah yes.. that was cryptic as (gp)" he said and chuckled
She points at Damien. "He... is either the source, cause, or deeply entangled with it."
"Probably entangled" He said and chuckled to himself "Then again, everyone is entangled in death somehow"
"No, he is... he reeks of it. It is such a pleasant scent."
"well then good for you" Thomas mutters and goes back to sharpening his sword, not knowing what to talk about
The red glow appeared and disappeared again. "How did you acquire such darkness in you?"
"From an anger that won't be silenced"
*Yes, let the hate flow through you...*
"Yes, such a wonderful source."
"its fun when a god takes your sister hostage and forces you to kill others to regain her soul" he said with a slight laugh at the end
"Do you enjoy your killing?"
He lowered his voice a little "between you and me... and maybe Damien. I do enjoy it. feeling the slick wet blood upon my hands, it lets me know im closer to finding her"
She shuddered. "Yes, such a wonderful darkness. Perhaps you are worth following for now."
"if you want" He said and smiled. His eyes watched her for a moment before looking back down at his sword.
(description of sword: 25 inch sword with bone hilt. made of Steel for the blade. the hilt is wrapped in black wire. an inch above the hilt on the blade is a runic marking for the saying of "smite")
Her snake hair made a soft hissing noise, and she softly hissed back at them. "Your blade is interesting."
"Thank you, I made it myself out of the backbone of a great elk"
She stays silent, watching him. The red glow happens again, but this time it stays, only occasionally fading in and out.
He raises an eyebrow
"What is it?"
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A 6'3 Human Male walks in. He wears the clothes of a paladin. He doesn't look at anyone as he passes through the rows of tables and seats till he sits down at a lone table in the back. His hair is Raven black while his eyes are dark blue. He features are soft but seemingly cold. He pulls out what looks like a Sword but is made of bones and steel. He starts sharpening it, as he does, he seems to release a fear-inducing presence
*Hello there.*
A 5'9 woman walks in. She has very tan skin, and wears a very egyptian-esque dancers' dress. She has a black cloth on a golden headband completely covering her face, and the strangest part about her is the albino snakes for hair.
She walks over to him, the presence drawing her to him.
He looks up. His gaze seems to be like an arrow, piercing her. The corners of his his mouth move up slightly.
She sits down across from him, and even though her face is hidden, her gaze can be felt through the cloth. A sudden and short burst of red light burst from under her cloth, but it went away as quickly as it appeared.
"Now.." he said not even looking up from his sword "who are you?"
She spoke in a strange language, and there seemed to be multiple voices overlapping with hers, and the words she spoke did not sound verbal, rather, they seemed to go directly into his mind. "I am Iccauhtli. Who are you, human?"
"Thomas.. Thomas Norwood" He said. His voice was sickenly smooth and kind, like it was being forced.
"Do not hide your emotions, Norwood. I can feel the darkness from you, and it is such a wonderful darkness."
"Like you can see inside me?" He said and tilted his head
"No, I can sense it. The fear emanating from you is.... intoxicating."
*I think I might end up making her a villain now.*
"Hm" he said and chuckled a bit "Now my turn to ask a question.. why are you talking to me beside drinking in my aura"
"I don't consume aura, I bask in it. Consuming it could kill the one I'm taking it from, and if it didn't, the taste would not be as pleasant afterwards."
He narrowed his eyes and spoke in a infernal tongue for a minute before switching back to common "Anyways, what brings you to this tavern"
"I felt death."
"ah yes.. that was cryptic as (gp)" he said and chuckled
She points at Damien. "He... is either the source, cause, or deeply entangled with it."
"Probably entangled" He said and chuckled to himself "Then again, everyone is entangled in death somehow"
"No, he is... he reeks of it. It is such a pleasant scent."
"well then good for you" Thomas mutters and goes back to sharpening his sword, not knowing what to talk about
The red glow appeared and disappeared again. "How did you acquire such darkness in you?"
"From an anger that won't be silenced"
*Yes, let the hate flow through you...*
"Yes, such a wonderful source."
"its fun when a god takes your sister hostage and forces you to kill others to regain her soul" he said with a slight laugh at the end
"Do you enjoy your killing?"
He lowered his voice a little "between you and me... and maybe Damien. I do enjoy it. feeling the slick wet blood upon my hands, it lets me know im closer to finding her"
She shuddered. "Yes, such a wonderful darkness. Perhaps you are worth following for now."
"if you want" He said and smiled. His eyes watched her for a moment before looking back down at his sword.
(description of sword: 25 inch sword with bone hilt. made of Steel for the blade. the hilt is wrapped in black wire. an inch above the hilt on the blade is a runic marking for the saying of "smite")
Her snake hair made a soft hissing noise, and she softly hissed back at them. "Your blade is interesting."
"Thank you, I made it myself out of the backbone of a great elk"
She stays silent, watching him. The red glow happens again, but this time it stays, only occasionally fading in and out.
He raises an eyebrow
"What is it?"
"why do you glow?" he asked
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A 6'3 Human Male walks in. He wears the clothes of a paladin. He doesn't look at anyone as he passes through the rows of tables and seats till he sits down at a lone table in the back. His hair is Raven black while his eyes are dark blue. He features are soft but seemingly cold. He pulls out what looks like a Sword but is made of bones and steel. He starts sharpening it, as he does, he seems to release a fear-inducing presence
*Hello there.*
A 5'9 woman walks in. She has very tan skin, and wears a very egyptian-esque dancers' dress. She has a black cloth on a golden headband completely covering her face, and the strangest part about her is the albino snakes for hair.
She walks over to him, the presence drawing her to him.
He looks up. His gaze seems to be like an arrow, piercing her. The corners of his his mouth move up slightly.
She sits down across from him, and even though her face is hidden, her gaze can be felt through the cloth. A sudden and short burst of red light burst from under her cloth, but it went away as quickly as it appeared.
"Now.." he said not even looking up from his sword "who are you?"
She spoke in a strange language, and there seemed to be multiple voices overlapping with hers, and the words she spoke did not sound verbal, rather, they seemed to go directly into his mind. "I am Iccauhtli. Who are you, human?"
"Thomas.. Thomas Norwood" He said. His voice was sickenly smooth and kind, like it was being forced.
"Do not hide your emotions, Norwood. I can feel the darkness from you, and it is such a wonderful darkness."
"Like you can see inside me?" He said and tilted his head
"No, I can sense it. The fear emanating from you is.... intoxicating."
*I think I might end up making her a villain now.*
"Hm" he said and chuckled a bit "Now my turn to ask a question.. why are you talking to me beside drinking in my aura"
"I don't consume aura, I bask in it. Consuming it could kill the one I'm taking it from, and if it didn't, the taste would not be as pleasant afterwards."
He narrowed his eyes and spoke in a infernal tongue for a minute before switching back to common "Anyways, what brings you to this tavern"
"I felt death."
"ah yes.. that was cryptic as (gp)" he said and chuckled
She points at Damien. "He... is either the source, cause, or deeply entangled with it."
"Probably entangled" He said and chuckled to himself "Then again, everyone is entangled in death somehow"
"No, he is... he reeks of it. It is such a pleasant scent."
"well then good for you" Thomas mutters and goes back to sharpening his sword, not knowing what to talk about
The red glow appeared and disappeared again. "How did you acquire such darkness in you?"
"From an anger that won't be silenced"
*Yes, let the hate flow through you...*
"Yes, such a wonderful source."
"its fun when a god takes your sister hostage and forces you to kill others to regain her soul" he said with a slight laugh at the end
"Do you enjoy your killing?"
He lowered his voice a little "between you and me... and maybe Damien. I do enjoy it. feeling the slick wet blood upon my hands, it lets me know im closer to finding her"
She shuddered. "Yes, such a wonderful darkness. Perhaps you are worth following for now."
"if you want" He said and smiled. His eyes watched her for a moment before looking back down at his sword.
(description of sword: 25 inch sword with bone hilt. made of Steel for the blade. the hilt is wrapped in black wire. an inch above the hilt on the blade is a runic marking for the saying of "smite")
Her snake hair made a soft hissing noise, and she softly hissed back at them. "Your blade is interesting."
"Thank you, I made it myself out of the backbone of a great elk"
She stays silent, watching him. The red glow happens again, but this time it stays, only occasionally fading in and out.
He raises an eyebrow
"What is it?"
"why do you glow?" he asked
"My eyes."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A 6'3 Human Male walks in. He wears the clothes of a paladin. He doesn't look at anyone as he passes through the rows of tables and seats till he sits down at a lone table in the back. His hair is Raven black while his eyes are dark blue. He features are soft but seemingly cold. He pulls out what looks like a Sword but is made of bones and steel. He starts sharpening it, as he does, he seems to release a fear-inducing presence
*Hello there.*
A 5'9 woman walks in. She has very tan skin, and wears a very egyptian-esque dancers' dress. She has a black cloth on a golden headband completely covering her face, and the strangest part about her is the albino snakes for hair.
She walks over to him, the presence drawing her to him.
He looks up. His gaze seems to be like an arrow, piercing her. The corners of his his mouth move up slightly.
She sits down across from him, and even though her face is hidden, her gaze can be felt through the cloth. A sudden and short burst of red light burst from under her cloth, but it went away as quickly as it appeared.
"Now.." he said not even looking up from his sword "who are you?"
She spoke in a strange language, and there seemed to be multiple voices overlapping with hers, and the words she spoke did not sound verbal, rather, they seemed to go directly into his mind. "I am Iccauhtli. Who are you, human?"
"Thomas.. Thomas Norwood" He said. His voice was sickenly smooth and kind, like it was being forced.
"Do not hide your emotions, Norwood. I can feel the darkness from you, and it is such a wonderful darkness."
"Like you can see inside me?" He said and tilted his head
"No, I can sense it. The fear emanating from you is.... intoxicating."
*I think I might end up making her a villain now.*
"Hm" he said and chuckled a bit "Now my turn to ask a question.. why are you talking to me beside drinking in my aura"
"I don't consume aura, I bask in it. Consuming it could kill the one I'm taking it from, and if it didn't, the taste would not be as pleasant afterwards."
He narrowed his eyes and spoke in a infernal tongue for a minute before switching back to common "Anyways, what brings you to this tavern"
"I felt death."
"ah yes.. that was cryptic as (gp)" he said and chuckled
She points at Damien. "He... is either the source, cause, or deeply entangled with it."
"Probably entangled" He said and chuckled to himself "Then again, everyone is entangled in death somehow"
"No, he is... he reeks of it. It is such a pleasant scent."
"well then good for you" Thomas mutters and goes back to sharpening his sword, not knowing what to talk about
The red glow appeared and disappeared again. "How did you acquire such darkness in you?"
"From an anger that won't be silenced"
*Yes, let the hate flow through you...*
"Yes, such a wonderful source."
"its fun when a god takes your sister hostage and forces you to kill others to regain her soul" he said with a slight laugh at the end
"Do you enjoy your killing?"
He lowered his voice a little "between you and me... and maybe Damien. I do enjoy it. feeling the slick wet blood upon my hands, it lets me know im closer to finding her"
She shuddered. "Yes, such a wonderful darkness. Perhaps you are worth following for now."
"if you want" He said and smiled. His eyes watched her for a moment before looking back down at his sword.
(description of sword: 25 inch sword with bone hilt. made of Steel for the blade. the hilt is wrapped in black wire. an inch above the hilt on the blade is a runic marking for the saying of "smite")
Her snake hair made a soft hissing noise, and she softly hissed back at them. "Your blade is interesting."
"Thank you, I made it myself out of the backbone of a great elk"
She stays silent, watching him. The red glow happens again, but this time it stays, only occasionally fading in and out.
He raises an eyebrow
"What is it?"
"why do you glow?" he asked
"My eyes."
He gestures to the cloth and smiles "May i?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A 6'3 Human Male walks in. He wears the clothes of a paladin. He doesn't look at anyone as he passes through the rows of tables and seats till he sits down at a lone table in the back. His hair is Raven black while his eyes are dark blue. He features are soft but seemingly cold. He pulls out what looks like a Sword but is made of bones and steel. He starts sharpening it, as he does, he seems to release a fear-inducing presence
*Hello there.*
A 5'9 woman walks in. She has very tan skin, and wears a very egyptian-esque dancers' dress. She has a black cloth on a golden headband completely covering her face, and the strangest part about her is the albino snakes for hair.
She walks over to him, the presence drawing her to him.
He looks up. His gaze seems to be like an arrow, piercing her. The corners of his his mouth move up slightly.
She sits down across from him, and even though her face is hidden, her gaze can be felt through the cloth. A sudden and short burst of red light burst from under her cloth, but it went away as quickly as it appeared.
"Now.." he said not even looking up from his sword "who are you?"
She spoke in a strange language, and there seemed to be multiple voices overlapping with hers, and the words she spoke did not sound verbal, rather, they seemed to go directly into his mind. "I am Iccauhtli. Who are you, human?"
"Thomas.. Thomas Norwood" He said. His voice was sickenly smooth and kind, like it was being forced.
"Do not hide your emotions, Norwood. I can feel the darkness from you, and it is such a wonderful darkness."
"Like you can see inside me?" He said and tilted his head
"No, I can sense it. The fear emanating from you is.... intoxicating."
*I think I might end up making her a villain now.*
"Hm" he said and chuckled a bit "Now my turn to ask a question.. why are you talking to me beside drinking in my aura"
"I don't consume aura, I bask in it. Consuming it could kill the one I'm taking it from, and if it didn't, the taste would not be as pleasant afterwards."
He narrowed his eyes and spoke in a infernal tongue for a minute before switching back to common "Anyways, what brings you to this tavern"
"I felt death."
"ah yes.. that was cryptic as (gp)" he said and chuckled
She points at Damien. "He... is either the source, cause, or deeply entangled with it."
"Probably entangled" He said and chuckled to himself "Then again, everyone is entangled in death somehow"
"No, he is... he reeks of it. It is such a pleasant scent."
"well then good for you" Thomas mutters and goes back to sharpening his sword, not knowing what to talk about
The red glow appeared and disappeared again. "How did you acquire such darkness in you?"
"From an anger that won't be silenced"
*Yes, let the hate flow through you...*
"Yes, such a wonderful source."
"its fun when a god takes your sister hostage and forces you to kill others to regain her soul" he said with a slight laugh at the end
"Do you enjoy your killing?"
He lowered his voice a little "between you and me... and maybe Damien. I do enjoy it. feeling the slick wet blood upon my hands, it lets me know im closer to finding her"
She shuddered. "Yes, such a wonderful darkness. Perhaps you are worth following for now."
"if you want" He said and smiled. His eyes watched her for a moment before looking back down at his sword.
(description of sword: 25 inch sword with bone hilt. made of Steel for the blade. the hilt is wrapped in black wire. an inch above the hilt on the blade is a runic marking for the saying of "smite")
Her snake hair made a soft hissing noise, and she softly hissed back at them. "Your blade is interesting."
"Thank you, I made it myself out of the backbone of a great elk"
She stays silent, watching him. The red glow happens again, but this time it stays, only occasionally fading in and out.
He raises an eyebrow
"What is it?"
"why do you glow?" he asked
"My eyes."
He gestures to the cloth and smiles "May i?"
"If you want to turn to stone."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A 6'3 Human Male walks in. He wears the clothes of a paladin. He doesn't look at anyone as he passes through the rows of tables and seats till he sits down at a lone table in the back. His hair is Raven black while his eyes are dark blue. He features are soft but seemingly cold. He pulls out what looks like a Sword but is made of bones and steel. He starts sharpening it, as he does, he seems to release a fear-inducing presence
*Hello there.*
A 5'9 woman walks in. She has very tan skin, and wears a very egyptian-esque dancers' dress. She has a black cloth on a golden headband completely covering her face, and the strangest part about her is the albino snakes for hair.
She walks over to him, the presence drawing her to him.
He looks up. His gaze seems to be like an arrow, piercing her. The corners of his his mouth move up slightly.
She sits down across from him, and even though her face is hidden, her gaze can be felt through the cloth. A sudden and short burst of red light burst from under her cloth, but it went away as quickly as it appeared.
"Now.." he said not even looking up from his sword "who are you?"
She spoke in a strange language, and there seemed to be multiple voices overlapping with hers, and the words she spoke did not sound verbal, rather, they seemed to go directly into his mind. "I am Iccauhtli. Who are you, human?"
"Thomas.. Thomas Norwood" He said. His voice was sickenly smooth and kind, like it was being forced.
"Do not hide your emotions, Norwood. I can feel the darkness from you, and it is such a wonderful darkness."
"Like you can see inside me?" He said and tilted his head
"No, I can sense it. The fear emanating from you is.... intoxicating."
*I think I might end up making her a villain now.*
"Hm" he said and chuckled a bit "Now my turn to ask a question.. why are you talking to me beside drinking in my aura"
"I don't consume aura, I bask in it. Consuming it could kill the one I'm taking it from, and if it didn't, the taste would not be as pleasant afterwards."
He narrowed his eyes and spoke in a infernal tongue for a minute before switching back to common "Anyways, what brings you to this tavern"
"I felt death."
"ah yes.. that was cryptic as (gp)" he said and chuckled
She points at Damien. "He... is either the source, cause, or deeply entangled with it."
"Probably entangled" He said and chuckled to himself "Then again, everyone is entangled in death somehow"
"No, he is... he reeks of it. It is such a pleasant scent."
"well then good for you" Thomas mutters and goes back to sharpening his sword, not knowing what to talk about
The red glow appeared and disappeared again. "How did you acquire such darkness in you?"
"From an anger that won't be silenced"
*Yes, let the hate flow through you...*
"Yes, such a wonderful source."
"its fun when a god takes your sister hostage and forces you to kill others to regain her soul" he said with a slight laugh at the end
"Do you enjoy your killing?"
He lowered his voice a little "between you and me... and maybe Damien. I do enjoy it. feeling the slick wet blood upon my hands, it lets me know im closer to finding her"
She shuddered. "Yes, such a wonderful darkness. Perhaps you are worth following for now."
"if you want" He said and smiled. His eyes watched her for a moment before looking back down at his sword.
(description of sword: 25 inch sword with bone hilt. made of Steel for the blade. the hilt is wrapped in black wire. an inch above the hilt on the blade is a runic marking for the saying of "smite")
Her snake hair made a soft hissing noise, and she softly hissed back at them. "Your blade is interesting."
"Thank you, I made it myself out of the backbone of a great elk"
She stays silent, watching him. The red glow happens again, but this time it stays, only occasionally fading in and out.
He raises an eyebrow
"What is it?"
"why do you glow?" he asked
"My eyes."
He gestures to the cloth and smiles "May i?"
"If you want to turn to stone."
"ah, medusa, should've guessed"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A 6'3 Human Male walks in. He wears the clothes of a paladin. He doesn't look at anyone as he passes through the rows of tables and seats till he sits down at a lone table in the back. His hair is Raven black while his eyes are dark blue. He features are soft but seemingly cold. He pulls out what looks like a Sword but is made of bones and steel. He starts sharpening it, as he does, he seems to release a fear-inducing presence
*Hello there.*
A 5'9 woman walks in. She has very tan skin, and wears a very egyptian-esque dancers' dress. She has a black cloth on a golden headband completely covering her face, and the strangest part about her is the albino snakes for hair.
She walks over to him, the presence drawing her to him.
He looks up. His gaze seems to be like an arrow, piercing her. The corners of his his mouth move up slightly.
She sits down across from him, and even though her face is hidden, her gaze can be felt through the cloth. A sudden and short burst of red light burst from under her cloth, but it went away as quickly as it appeared.
"Now.." he said not even looking up from his sword "who are you?"
She spoke in a strange language, and there seemed to be multiple voices overlapping with hers, and the words she spoke did not sound verbal, rather, they seemed to go directly into his mind. "I am Iccauhtli. Who are you, human?"
"Thomas.. Thomas Norwood" He said. His voice was sickenly smooth and kind, like it was being forced.
"Do not hide your emotions, Norwood. I can feel the darkness from you, and it is such a wonderful darkness."
"Like you can see inside me?" He said and tilted his head
"No, I can sense it. The fear emanating from you is.... intoxicating."
*I think I might end up making her a villain now.*
"Hm" he said and chuckled a bit "Now my turn to ask a question.. why are you talking to me beside drinking in my aura"
"I don't consume aura, I bask in it. Consuming it could kill the one I'm taking it from, and if it didn't, the taste would not be as pleasant afterwards."
He narrowed his eyes and spoke in a infernal tongue for a minute before switching back to common "Anyways, what brings you to this tavern"
"I felt death."
"ah yes.. that was cryptic as (gp)" he said and chuckled
She points at Damien. "He... is either the source, cause, or deeply entangled with it."
"Probably entangled" He said and chuckled to himself "Then again, everyone is entangled in death somehow"
"No, he is... he reeks of it. It is such a pleasant scent."
"well then good for you" Thomas mutters and goes back to sharpening his sword, not knowing what to talk about
The red glow appeared and disappeared again. "How did you acquire such darkness in you?"
"From an anger that won't be silenced"
*Yes, let the hate flow through you...*
"Yes, such a wonderful source."
"its fun when a god takes your sister hostage and forces you to kill others to regain her soul" he said with a slight laugh at the end
"Do you enjoy your killing?"
He lowered his voice a little "between you and me... and maybe Damien. I do enjoy it. feeling the slick wet blood upon my hands, it lets me know im closer to finding her"
She shuddered. "Yes, such a wonderful darkness. Perhaps you are worth following for now."
"if you want" He said and smiled. His eyes watched her for a moment before looking back down at his sword.
(description of sword: 25 inch sword with bone hilt. made of Steel for the blade. the hilt is wrapped in black wire. an inch above the hilt on the blade is a runic marking for the saying of "smite")
Her snake hair made a soft hissing noise, and she softly hissed back at them. "Your blade is interesting."
"Thank you, I made it myself out of the backbone of a great elk"
She stays silent, watching him. The red glow happens again, but this time it stays, only occasionally fading in and out.
He raises an eyebrow
"What is it?"
"why do you glow?" he asked
"My eyes."
He gestures to the cloth and smiles "May i?"
"If you want to turn to stone."
"ah, medusa, should've guessed"
"Were the snakes not obvious enough?"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A 6'3 Human Male walks in. He wears the clothes of a paladin. He doesn't look at anyone as he passes through the rows of tables and seats till he sits down at a lone table in the back. His hair is Raven black while his eyes are dark blue. He features are soft but seemingly cold. He pulls out what looks like a Sword but is made of bones and steel. He starts sharpening it, as he does, he seems to release a fear-inducing presence
Damien looks over at him, "Hello"
The man looks up from his sword sharpening. the corner of his mouth slightly rise. "Hey there. what can i help you with" he asked. his voice was sickenly smooth and kind, like it was being forced out.
"Hm, nothing currently. Perhaps later, but not now"
"Then what do you want?"
"Nothing, mearly introducing myself. I am Damien"
"Hm." he said. he gestures to the open chair "Do you want to sit down?" he asked
Damien nods, sitting
Thomas's eyes narrow as he looks forward. "so what are you? why have you come to me?"
"I am a...... scientist of sorts," He seems to smile, though the mask makes it hard to tell
Thomas leans on one of his cloth gloved hands and raises an eyebrow
"I experiment, its simple"
*can we cast spells such as Zone of truth or detect good and evil?*
"Hm.. sounds interesting" he said, not seeming to care in his mind. he runs a gloved hand through his black hair as he sighs
*Yeah, you can*
" It is sometimes. What do you do?"
"Haha oh me? i just destroy people who i find annoying in a desperate failing attempt to save my sister who has been taken by a God who enjoys watching me suffer... what experiments do you do?"
"I'm a executioner" he said and smiled slightly. Little to Damien's knowing, a Zone of truth had been cast around them in a 60 ft radius.
"How interesting"
Save:17
-well done.. >-> -
"What do you do as your experiments?" he asked and tilted his head
*Guessing success?*
"Nothing to special."
*indeed*
He looked at Damian, staring into his eyes.
"You alright?"
"Yes, im trying to figure out you however" he said and smiled "for some reason, my brain says not to trust you"
"WHy wouldn't you trust me, i'm so welcoming" He says sarcastically
"for one thing you smell of death. Don't get me wrong. I like it..... that came out wrong again. anyways, im saying this. you smell of dead human flesh, and believe me, i know the smell"
A 6'3 Human Male walks in. He wears the clothes of a paladin. He doesn't look at anyone as he passes through the rows of tables and seats till he sits down at a lone table in the back. His hair is Raven black while his eyes are dark blue. He features are soft but seemingly cold. He pulls out what looks like a Sword but is made of bones and steel. He starts sharpening it, as he does, he seems to release a fear-inducing presence
Damien looks over at him, "Hello"
The man looks up from his sword sharpening. the corner of his mouth slightly rise. "Hey there. what can i help you with" he asked. his voice was sickenly smooth and kind, like it was being forced out.
"Hm, nothing currently. Perhaps later, but not now"
"Then what do you want?"
"Nothing, mearly introducing myself. I am Damien"
"Hm." he said. he gestures to the open chair "Do you want to sit down?" he asked
Damien nods, sitting
Thomas's eyes narrow as he looks forward. "so what are you? why have you come to me?"
"I am a...... scientist of sorts," He seems to smile, though the mask makes it hard to tell
Thomas leans on one of his cloth gloved hands and raises an eyebrow
"I experiment, its simple"
*can we cast spells such as Zone of truth or detect good and evil?*
"Hm.. sounds interesting" he said, not seeming to care in his mind. he runs a gloved hand through his black hair as he sighs
*Yeah, you can*
" It is sometimes. What do you do?"
"Haha oh me? i just destroy people who i find annoying in a desperate failing attempt to save my sister who has been taken by a God who enjoys watching me suffer... what experiments do you do?"
"I'm a executioner" he said and smiled slightly. Little to Damien's knowing, a Zone of truth had been cast around them in a 60 ft radius.
"How interesting"
Save:17
-well done.. >-> -
"What do you do as your experiments?" he asked and tilted his head
*Guessing success?*
"Nothing to special."
*indeed*
He looked at Damian, staring into his eyes.
"You alright?"
"Yes, im trying to figure out you however" he said and smiled "for some reason, my brain says not to trust you"
"WHy wouldn't you trust me, i'm so welcoming" He says sarcastically
"for one thing you smell of death. Don't get me wrong. I like it..... that came out wrong again. anyways, im saying this. you smell of dead human flesh, and believe me, i know the smell"
"I'm doing experiments, thats normal"
Iccauhtli's voice was directed at Damien. "What kind of experiments?"
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A 6'3 Human Male walks in. He wears the clothes of a paladin. He doesn't look at anyone as he passes through the rows of tables and seats till he sits down at a lone table in the back. His hair is Raven black while his eyes are dark blue. He features are soft but seemingly cold. He pulls out what looks like a Sword but is made of bones and steel. He starts sharpening it, as he does, he seems to release a fear-inducing presence
Damien looks over at him, "Hello"
The man looks up from his sword sharpening. the corner of his mouth slightly rise. "Hey there. what can i help you with" he asked. his voice was sickenly smooth and kind, like it was being forced out.
"Hm, nothing currently. Perhaps later, but not now"
"Then what do you want?"
"Nothing, mearly introducing myself. I am Damien"
"Hm." he said. he gestures to the open chair "Do you want to sit down?" he asked
Damien nods, sitting
Thomas's eyes narrow as he looks forward. "so what are you? why have you come to me?"
"I am a...... scientist of sorts," He seems to smile, though the mask makes it hard to tell
Thomas leans on one of his cloth gloved hands and raises an eyebrow
"I experiment, its simple"
*can we cast spells such as Zone of truth or detect good and evil?*
"Hm.. sounds interesting" he said, not seeming to care in his mind. he runs a gloved hand through his black hair as he sighs
*Yeah, you can*
" It is sometimes. What do you do?"
"Haha oh me? i just destroy people who i find annoying in a desperate failing attempt to save my sister who has been taken by a God who enjoys watching me suffer... what experiments do you do?"
"I'm a executioner" he said and smiled slightly. Little to Damien's knowing, a Zone of truth had been cast around them in a 60 ft radius.
"How interesting"
Save:17
-well done.. >-> -
"What do you do as your experiments?" he asked and tilted his head
*Guessing success?*
"Nothing to special."
*indeed*
He looked at Damian, staring into his eyes.
"You alright?"
"Yes, im trying to figure out you however" he said and smiled "for some reason, my brain says not to trust you"
"WHy wouldn't you trust me, i'm so welcoming" He says sarcastically
"for one thing you smell of death. Don't get me wrong. I like it..... that came out wrong again. anyways, im saying this. you smell of dead human flesh, and believe me, i know the smell"
"I'm doing experiments, thats normal"
Iccauhtli's voice was directed at Damien. "What kind of experiments?"
"Scientific ones," He says, turning to look at her/him/them
A 6'3 Human Male walks in. He wears the clothes of a paladin. He doesn't look at anyone as he passes through the rows of tables and seats till he sits down at a lone table in the back. His hair is Raven black while his eyes are dark blue. He features are soft but seemingly cold. He pulls out what looks like a Sword but is made of bones and steel. He starts sharpening it, as he does, he seems to release a fear-inducing presence
Damien looks over at him, "Hello"
The man looks up from his sword sharpening. the corner of his mouth slightly rise. "Hey there. what can i help you with" he asked. his voice was sickenly smooth and kind, like it was being forced out.
"Hm, nothing currently. Perhaps later, but not now"
"Then what do you want?"
"Nothing, mearly introducing myself. I am Damien"
"Hm." he said. he gestures to the open chair "Do you want to sit down?" he asked
Damien nods, sitting
Thomas's eyes narrow as he looks forward. "so what are you? why have you come to me?"
"I am a...... scientist of sorts," He seems to smile, though the mask makes it hard to tell
Thomas leans on one of his cloth gloved hands and raises an eyebrow
"I experiment, its simple"
*can we cast spells such as Zone of truth or detect good and evil?*
"Hm.. sounds interesting" he said, not seeming to care in his mind. he runs a gloved hand through his black hair as he sighs
*Yeah, you can*
" It is sometimes. What do you do?"
"Haha oh me? i just destroy people who i find annoying in a desperate failing attempt to save my sister who has been taken by a God who enjoys watching me suffer... what experiments do you do?"
"I'm a executioner" he said and smiled slightly. Little to Damien's knowing, a Zone of truth had been cast around them in a 60 ft radius.
"How interesting"
Save:17
-well done.. >-> -
"What do you do as your experiments?" he asked and tilted his head
*Guessing success?*
"Nothing to special."
*indeed*
He looked at Damian, staring into his eyes.
"You alright?"
"Yes, im trying to figure out you however" he said and smiled "for some reason, my brain says not to trust you"
"WHy wouldn't you trust me, i'm so welcoming" He says sarcastically
"for one thing you smell of death. Don't get me wrong. I like it..... that came out wrong again. anyways, im saying this. you smell of dead human flesh, and believe me, i know the smell"
"I'm doing experiments, thats normal"
Iccauhtli's voice was directed at Damien. "What kind of experiments?"
"Scientific ones," He says, turning to look at her/him/them
*You need a description?*
"I see. What science to you practice, then?"
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A 6'3 Human Male walks in. He wears the clothes of a paladin. He doesn't look at anyone as he passes through the rows of tables and seats till he sits down at a lone table in the back. His hair is Raven black while his eyes are dark blue. He features are soft but seemingly cold. He pulls out what looks like a Sword but is made of bones and steel. He starts sharpening it, as he does, he seems to release a fear-inducing presence
Damien looks over at him, "Hello"
The man looks up from his sword sharpening. the corner of his mouth slightly rise. "Hey there. what can i help you with" he asked. his voice was sickenly smooth and kind, like it was being forced out.
"Hm, nothing currently. Perhaps later, but not now"
"Then what do you want?"
"Nothing, mearly introducing myself. I am Damien"
"Hm." he said. he gestures to the open chair "Do you want to sit down?" he asked
Damien nods, sitting
Thomas's eyes narrow as he looks forward. "so what are you? why have you come to me?"
"I am a...... scientist of sorts," He seems to smile, though the mask makes it hard to tell
Thomas leans on one of his cloth gloved hands and raises an eyebrow
"I experiment, its simple"
*can we cast spells such as Zone of truth or detect good and evil?*
"Hm.. sounds interesting" he said, not seeming to care in his mind. he runs a gloved hand through his black hair as he sighs
*Yeah, you can*
" It is sometimes. What do you do?"
"Haha oh me? i just destroy people who i find annoying in a desperate failing attempt to save my sister who has been taken by a God who enjoys watching me suffer... what experiments do you do?"
"I'm a executioner" he said and smiled slightly. Little to Damien's knowing, a Zone of truth had been cast around them in a 60 ft radius.
"How interesting"
Save:17
-well done.. >-> -
"What do you do as your experiments?" he asked and tilted his head
*Guessing success?*
"Nothing to special."
*indeed*
He looked at Damian, staring into his eyes.
"You alright?"
"Yes, im trying to figure out you however" he said and smiled "for some reason, my brain says not to trust you"
"WHy wouldn't you trust me, i'm so welcoming" He says sarcastically
"for one thing you smell of death. Don't get me wrong. I like it..... that came out wrong again. anyways, im saying this. you smell of dead human flesh, and believe me, i know the smell"
"I'm doing experiments, thats normal"
Iccauhtli's voice was directed at Damien. "What kind of experiments?"
"Scientific ones," He says, turning to look at her/him/them
*A 5'9 woman. She has very tan skin, and wears a very egyptian-esque dancers' dress. She has a black cloth on a golden headband completely covering her face, and the strangest part about her is the albino snakes for hair. Occasionally a red glow comes out from under her cloth.*
".... so Necromancy?"
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*A 5'9 woman. She has very tan skin, and wears a very egyptian-esque dancers' dress. She has a black cloth on a golden headband completely covering her face, and the strangest part about her is the albino snakes for hair. Occasionally a red glow comes out from under her cloth.*
*A 5'9 woman. She has very tan skin, and wears a very egyptian-esque dancers' dress. She has a black cloth on a golden headband completely covering her face, and the strangest part about her is the albino snakes for hair. Occasionally a red glow comes out from under her cloth.*
".... so Necromancy?"
"Well if you want to put it simply"
"That explains the aroma of death around this place. I take it your experiments have been expansive."
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"What is it?"
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"why do you glow?" he asked
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"My eyes."
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He gestures to the cloth and smiles "May i?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"If you want to turn to stone."
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"ah, medusa, should've guessed"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Were the snakes not obvious enough?"
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*Yawn*
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I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
*lol sorry, im in a D&D campaign right now*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*It's ok, I'm playing online chess to pass the time.*
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"I'm doing experiments, thats normal"
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Iccauhtli's voice was directed at Damien. "What kind of experiments?"
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"Scientific ones," He says, turning to look at her/him/them
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
*guys lol, issac ripped open a giant spiders mouth*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*..........EXCUSE ME!?!*
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Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
*You need a description?*
"I see. What science to you practice, then?"
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*Ye*
"Anatomical recreation based ressurection"
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Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
*A 5'9 woman. She has very tan skin, and wears a very egyptian-esque dancers' dress. She has a black cloth on a golden headband completely covering her face, and the strangest part about her is the albino snakes for hair. Occasionally a red glow comes out from under her cloth.*
".... so Necromancy?"
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I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"Well if you want to put it simply"
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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
"That explains the aroma of death around this place. I take it your experiments have been expansive."
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I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.