The tavern door creaks open yet again, this time revealing a young woman walking through the doorway. She wears a dark green robe and leather armor, at her side is a beautifully crafted sickle and a slightly scorched book, her green eyes glow slightly yellow in places and a glowing mark that looks like vines crawls up her neck and almost to her dark reddish-brown hair. Around her neck is a necklace with animal teeth on it along with a tree symbol. On her shoulder rests a screech owl. She sits at the bar and orders coffee.
Thomas looks up and smiles a bit and waves
She looks up and smiles slightly.
He gets up and walks over. He is in light armor then his normal heavy set. He smiles again as he gets closer "hi there"
Her owl looks at him and so does she:"Hello, I'm Niaesha."
"I'm thomas" he said and stuck out a gloved hand
She shakes it and thomas can see that she is wearing a honeycomb shaped arm braces:"Nice to met you."
"nice to meet you as well" he said and pointed at the braces "those are stylish" he said
She looks at the braces: "Thank you, they serve a purpose as well."
"they're nice" he said "what purpose do they serve may I ask?"
"They are where my spores are stored, so I can use them when I need to,they are naturally secreted."
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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.]
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a 5''11 man walks in. he carries a quiver of metal tipped arrows on his back, in his hand is a complex looking bow. his dark green eyes glisten as he walks towards a table. he has short brown hair that looks messy. bandages crawl up his arms.
He sits down at a table and sets his bow across from him.
The tavern door creaks open yet again, this time revealing a young woman walking through the doorway. She wears a dark green robe and leather armor, at her side is a beautifully crafted sickle and a slightly scorched book, her green eyes glow slightly yellow in places and a glowing mark that looks like vines crawls up her neck and almost to her dark reddish-brown hair. Around her neck is a necklace with animal teeth on it along with a tree symbol. On her shoulder rests a screech owl. She sits at the bar and orders coffee.
Thomas looks up and smiles a bit and waves
She looks up and smiles slightly.
He gets up and walks over. He is in light armor then his normal heavy set. He smiles again as he gets closer "hi there"
Her owl looks at him and so does she:"Hello, I'm Niaesha."
"I'm thomas" he said and stuck out a gloved hand
She shakes it and thomas can see that she is wearing a honeycomb shaped arm braces:"Nice to met you."
"nice to meet you as well" he said and pointed at the braces "those are stylish" he said
She looks at the braces: "Thank you, they serve a purpose as well."
"they're nice" he said "what purpose do they serve may I ask?"
"They are where my spores are stored, so I can use them when I need to,they are naturally secreted."
".....spores?" he said like it was the most confusing thing in the world
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The tavern door creaks open yet again, this time revealing a young woman walking through the doorway. She wears a dark green robe and leather armor, at her side is a beautifully crafted sickle and a slightly scorched book, her green eyes glow slightly yellow in places and a glowing mark that looks like vines crawls up her neck and almost to her dark reddish-brown hair. Around her neck is a necklace with animal teeth on it along with a tree symbol. On her shoulder rests a screech owl. She sits at the bar and orders coffee.
Thomas looks up and smiles a bit and waves
She looks up and smiles slightly.
He gets up and walks over. He is in light armor then his normal heavy set. He smiles again as he gets closer "hi there"
Her owl looks at him and so does she:"Hello, I'm Niaesha."
"I'm thomas" he said and stuck out a gloved hand
She shakes it and thomas can see that she is wearing a honeycomb shaped arm braces:"Nice to met you."
"nice to meet you as well" he said and pointed at the braces "those are stylish" he said
She looks at the braces: "Thank you, they serve a purpose as well."
"they're nice" he said "what purpose do they serve may I ask?"
"They are where my spores are stored, so I can use them when I need to,they are naturally secreted."
".....spores?" he said like it was the most confusing thing in the world
"Small organic thins that plants usually have, mine I can use to both hurt and heal."
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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
The tavern door creaks open yet again, this time revealing a young woman walking through the doorway. She wears a dark green robe and leather armor, at her side is a beautifully crafted sickle and a slightly scorched book, her green eyes glow slightly yellow in places and a glowing mark that looks like vines crawls up her neck and almost to her dark reddish-brown hair. Around her neck is a necklace with animal teeth on it along with a tree symbol. On her shoulder rests a screech owl. She sits at the bar and orders coffee.
Thomas looks up and smiles a bit and waves
She looks up and smiles slightly.
He gets up and walks over. He is in light armor then his normal heavy set. He smiles again as he gets closer "hi there"
Her owl looks at him and so does she:"Hello, I'm Niaesha."
"I'm thomas" he said and stuck out a gloved hand
She shakes it and thomas can see that she is wearing a honeycomb shaped arm braces:"Nice to met you."
"nice to meet you as well" he said and pointed at the braces "those are stylish" he said
She looks at the braces: "Thank you, they serve a purpose as well."
"they're nice" he said "what purpose do they serve may I ask?"
"They are where my spores are stored, so I can use them when I need to,they are naturally secreted."
".....spores?" he said like it was the most confusing thing in the world
"Small organic thins that plants usually have, mine I can use to both hurt and heal."
"so your a plant?" he asked
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
a 5''11 man walks in. he carries a quiver of metal tipped arrows on his back, in his hand is a complex looking bow. his dark green eyes glisten as he walks towards a table. he has short brown hair that looks messy. bandages crawl up his arms.
He sits down at a table and sets his bow across from him.
The tavern door creaks open yet again, this time revealing a young woman walking through the doorway. She wears a dark green robe and leather armor, at her side is a beautifully crafted sickle and a slightly scorched book, her green eyes glow slightly yellow in places and a glowing mark that looks like vines crawls up her neck and almost to her dark reddish-brown hair. Around her neck is a necklace with animal teeth on it along with a tree symbol. On her shoulder rests a screech owl. She sits at the bar and orders coffee.
Thomas looks up and smiles a bit and waves
She looks up and smiles slightly.
He gets up and walks over. He is in light armor then his normal heavy set. He smiles again as he gets closer "hi there"
Her owl looks at him and so does she:"Hello, I'm Niaesha."
"I'm thomas" he said and stuck out a gloved hand
She shakes it and thomas can see that she is wearing a honeycomb shaped arm braces:"Nice to met you."
"nice to meet you as well" he said and pointed at the braces "those are stylish" he said
She looks at the braces: "Thank you, they serve a purpose as well."
"they're nice" he said "what purpose do they serve may I ask?"
"They are where my spores are stored, so I can use them when I need to,they are naturally secreted."
".....spores?" he said like it was the most confusing thing in the world
"Small organic thins that plants usually have, mine I can use to both hurt and heal."
"so your a plant?" he asked
"No, I'm an aasimir, but I have the ability to secrete spores almost like a plant."
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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 5''11 man walks in. he carries a quiver of metal tipped arrows on his back, in his hand is a complex looking bow. his dark green eyes glisten as he walks towards a table. he has short brown hair that looks messy. bandages crawl up his arms.
He sits down at a table and sets his bow across from him.
a 5''11 man walks in. he carries a quiver of metal tipped arrows on his back, in his hand is a complex looking bow. his dark green eyes glisten as he walks towards a table. he has short brown hair that looks messy. bandages crawl up his arms.
He sits down at a table and sets his bow across from him.
Some pixies fly by him, seemingly playing a game of tag.
He looks at them for a minute before closing his eyes and leaning back in his chair a bit. he looked weary and tired
A couple of them land on his table, hiding from the one that has been 'tagged'.
He sighs and plucks one by the wings and picks it up, staring at it
Startled, the pixie let out a small cry/yell, and the rest of the pixies (Numbering between 50-100) flew over, getting in his face and attacking his hand to get him to drop the one he picked up.
a 5''11 man walks in. he carries a quiver of metal tipped arrows on his back, in his hand is a complex looking bow. his dark green eyes glisten as he walks towards a table. he has short brown hair that looks messy. bandages crawl up his arms.
He sits down at a table and sets his bow across from him.
Some pixies fly by him, seemingly playing a game of tag.
He looks at them for a minute before closing his eyes and leaning back in his chair a bit. he looked weary and tired
A couple of them land on his table, hiding from the one that has been 'tagged'.
He sighs and plucks one by the wings and picks it up, staring at it
Startled, the pixie let out a small cry/yell, and the rest of the pixies (Numbering between 50-100) flew over, getting in his face and attacking his hand to get him to drop the one he picked up.
he randomly starts biting at them in the air
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The tavern door creaks open yet again, this time revealing a young woman walking through the doorway. She wears a dark green robe and leather armor, at her side is a beautifully crafted sickle and a slightly scorched book, her green eyes glow slightly yellow in places and a glowing mark that looks like vines crawls up her neck and almost to her dark reddish-brown hair. Around her neck is a necklace with animal teeth on it along with a tree symbol. On her shoulder rests a screech owl. She sits at the bar and orders coffee.
Thomas looks up and smiles a bit and waves
She looks up and smiles slightly.
He gets up and walks over. He is in light armor then his normal heavy set. He smiles again as he gets closer "hi there"
Her owl looks at him and so does she:"Hello, I'm Niaesha."
"I'm thomas" he said and stuck out a gloved hand
She shakes it and thomas can see that she is wearing a honeycomb shaped arm braces:"Nice to met you."
"nice to meet you as well" he said and pointed at the braces "those are stylish" he said
She looks at the braces: "Thank you, they serve a purpose as well."
"they're nice" he said "what purpose do they serve may I ask?"
"They are where my spores are stored, so I can use them when I need to,they are naturally secreted."
".....spores?" he said like it was the most confusing thing in the world
"Small organic thins that plants usually have, mine I can use to both hurt and heal."
"so your a plant?" he asked
"No, I'm an aasimir, but I have the ability to secrete spores almost like a plant."
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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 5''11 man walks in. he carries a quiver of metal tipped arrows on his back, in his hand is a complex looking bow. his dark green eyes glisten as he walks towards a table. he has short brown hair that looks messy. bandages crawl up his arms.
He sits down at a table and sets his bow across from him.
Some pixies fly by him, seemingly playing a game of tag.
He looks at them for a minute before closing his eyes and leaning back in his chair a bit. he looked weary and tired
A couple of them land on his table, hiding from the one that has been 'tagged'.
He sighs and plucks one by the wings and picks it up, staring at it
Startled, the pixie let out a small cry/yell, and the rest of the pixies (Numbering between 50-100) flew over, getting in his face and attacking his hand to get him to drop the one he picked up.
he randomly starts biting at them in the air
They were all able to dodge nimbly, and as they save the one he grabbed, they flew over to the gnome, who sat at the bar.
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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.
a 5''11 man walks in. he carries a quiver of metal tipped arrows on his back, in his hand is a complex looking bow. his dark green eyes glisten as he walks towards a table. he has short brown hair that looks messy. bandages crawl up his arms.
He sits down at a table and sets his bow across from him.
Some pixies fly by him, seemingly playing a game of tag.
He looks at them for a minute before closing his eyes and leaning back in his chair a bit. he looked weary and tired
A couple of them land on his table, hiding from the one that has been 'tagged'.
He sighs and plucks one by the wings and picks it up, staring at it
Startled, the pixie let out a small cry/yell, and the rest of the pixies (Numbering between 50-100) flew over, getting in his face and attacking his hand to get him to drop the one he picked up.
he randomly starts biting at them in the air
They were all able to dodge nimbly, and as they save the one he grabbed, they flew over to the gnome, who sat at the bar.
The man snarled a bit then went on to sharpen his arrow points
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
a 5''11 man walks in. he carries a quiver of metal tipped arrows on his back, in his hand is a complex looking bow. his dark green eyes glisten as he walks towards a table. he has short brown hair that looks messy. bandages crawl up his arms.
He sits down at a table and sets his bow across from him.
Some pixies fly by him, seemingly playing a game of tag.
He looks at them for a minute before closing his eyes and leaning back in his chair a bit. he looked weary and tired
A couple of them land on his table, hiding from the one that has been 'tagged'.
He sighs and plucks one by the wings and picks it up, staring at it
Startled, the pixie let out a small cry/yell, and the rest of the pixies (Numbering between 50-100) flew over, getting in his face and attacking his hand to get him to drop the one he picked up.
he randomly starts biting at them in the air
They were all able to dodge nimbly, and as they save the one he grabbed, they flew over to the gnome, who sat at the bar.
The man snarled a bit then went on to sharpen his arrow points
The gnome seemed to talk with the pixies for a bit, before sighing and getting up to walk over to the man.
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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.
a 5''11 man walks in. he carries a quiver of metal tipped arrows on his back, in his hand is a complex looking bow. his dark green eyes glisten as he walks towards a table. he has short brown hair that looks messy. bandages crawl up his arms.
He sits down at a table and sets his bow across from him.
Some pixies fly by him, seemingly playing a game of tag.
He looks at them for a minute before closing his eyes and leaning back in his chair a bit. he looked weary and tired
A couple of them land on his table, hiding from the one that has been 'tagged'.
He sighs and plucks one by the wings and picks it up, staring at it
Startled, the pixie let out a small cry/yell, and the rest of the pixies (Numbering between 50-100) flew over, getting in his face and attacking his hand to get him to drop the one he picked up.
he randomly starts biting at them in the air
They were all able to dodge nimbly, and as they save the one he grabbed, they flew over to the gnome, who sat at the bar.
The man snarled a bit then went on to sharpen his arrow points
The gnome seemed to talk with the pixies for a bit, before sighing and getting up to walk over to the man.
Lazarus stared at the gnome for what felt like forever. his dark evergreen colored eyes seemed to be peircing just like his arrows
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
a 5''11 man walks in. he carries a quiver of metal tipped arrows on his back, in his hand is a complex looking bow. his dark green eyes glisten as he walks towards a table. he has short brown hair that looks messy. bandages crawl up his arms.
He sits down at a table and sets his bow across from him.
Some pixies fly by him, seemingly playing a game of tag.
He looks at them for a minute before closing his eyes and leaning back in his chair a bit. he looked weary and tired
A couple of them land on his table, hiding from the one that has been 'tagged'.
He sighs and plucks one by the wings and picks it up, staring at it
Startled, the pixie let out a small cry/yell, and the rest of the pixies (Numbering between 50-100) flew over, getting in his face and attacking his hand to get him to drop the one he picked up.
he randomly starts biting at them in the air
They were all able to dodge nimbly, and as they save the one he grabbed, they flew over to the gnome, who sat at the bar.
The man snarled a bit then went on to sharpen his arrow points
The gnome seemed to talk with the pixies for a bit, before sighing and getting up to walk over to the man.
Lazarus stared at the gnome for what felt like forever. his dark evergreen colored eyes seemed to be peircing just like his arrows
The gnome reaches his table. "Excuse me, sir, but are you the one who, ahem, attempted to bite my friends?"
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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.
"They are where my spores are stored, so I can use them when I need to,they are naturally secreted."
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
He looks at them for a minute before closing his eyes and leaning back in his chair a bit. he looked weary and tired
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
".....spores?" he said like it was the most confusing thing in the world
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Small organic thins that plants usually have, mine I can use to both hurt and heal."
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
"so your a plant?" he asked
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
A couple of them land on his table, hiding from the one that has been 'tagged'.
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.
"No, I'm an aasimir, but I have the ability to secrete spores almost like a plant."
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
He sighs and plucks one by the wings and picks it up, staring at it
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Startled, the pixie let out a small cry/yell, and the rest of the pixies (Numbering between 50-100) flew over, getting in his face and attacking his hand to get him to drop the one he picked up.
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.
he randomly starts biting at them in the air
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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
They were all able to dodge nimbly, and as they save the one he grabbed, they flew over to the gnome, who sat at the bar.
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 man snarled a bit then went on to sharpen his arrow points
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*They're a plantimar. Also, HELLO BOYS, I'M BAAACK*
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"
*hola there*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The gnome seemed to talk with the pixies for a bit, before sighing and getting up to walk over to the man.
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.
*Ahh, yes, the Independence Day reference.*
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.
Lazarus stared at the gnome for what felt like forever. his dark evergreen colored eyes seemed to be peircing just like his arrows
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The gnome reaches his table. "Excuse me, sir, but are you the one who, ahem, attempted to bite my friends?"
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.
Nathan is carving
Turin is counting his money
*Gonna bring in a new OC*
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"