Krathian is drinking a huge mug of hot chocolate, and another full of cold milk
Tara is singing Snow (From the movie White Christmas)
A creature that looks something out of a drunken fever dream in the feywild is sitting at the bar and casually talking with itself.
Liernan walks over to inspect the strange creature.
It kind of looks like a satyr, except it’s the approximate height of a Gnome, and each of its four arms (yes, four) end in a silver hook. Tattoos of bells cover its bare chest, and a drinking horn hangs at its hip. It’s eyes are a deep, solid purple.
Liernan looks like a seemingly human 5'12 man, his skin is extremely pale, almost white, and his eye is strange, the eyeball is black, and the iris is bright red. His hair is completely shaved on one side, and the half that wasn't shaved was flipped over, covering his other eye. He wears a strange black mixture of a coat and shirt, there is no left sleeve on it, while the right sleeve almost covers his hand. He wears tight, black leather pants with some black shoes.
*I had some physical inspiration from Uta from Tokyo Ghoul.*
He continues looking at the creature.
The creature turns to empty space and says “Excuse me, it appears that we have a visitor.” He then turns back to Liernan, gets uncomfortably close to his face, and asks demandingly “Do you drink?”
Krathian is drinking a huge mug of hot chocolate, and another full of cold milk
Tara is singing Snow (From the movie White Christmas)
A creature that looks something out of a drunken fever dream in the feywild is sitting at the bar and casually talking with itself.
Liernan walks over to inspect the strange creature.
It kind of looks like a satyr, except it’s the approximate height of a Gnome, and each of its four arms (yes, four) end in a silver hook. Tattoos of bells cover its bare chest, and a drinking horn hangs at its hip. It’s eyes are a deep, solid purple.
Liernan looks like a seemingly human 5'12 man, his skin is extremely pale, almost white, and his eye is strange, the eyeball is black, and the iris is bright red. His hair is completely shaved on one side, and the half that wasn't shaved was flipped over, covering his other eye. He wears a strange black mixture of a coat and shirt, there is no left sleeve on it, while the right sleeve almost covers his hand. He wears tight, black leather pants with some black shoes.
*I had some physical inspiration from Uta from Tokyo Ghoul.*
He continues looking at the creature.
The creature turns to empty space and says “Excuse me, it appears that we have a visitor.” He then turns back to Liernan, gets uncomfortably close to his face, and asks demandingly “Do you drink?”
"No." Liernan doesn't appear particularly bothered or annoyed about the closeness, but rather his face is very blank.
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Krathian is drinking a huge mug of hot chocolate, and another full of cold milk
Tara is singing Snow (From the movie White Christmas)
A creature that looks something out of a drunken fever dream in the feywild is sitting at the bar and casually talking with itself.
Liernan walks over to inspect the strange creature.
It kind of looks like a satyr, except it’s the approximate height of a Gnome, and each of its four arms (yes, four) end in a silver hook. Tattoos of bells cover its bare chest, and a drinking horn hangs at its hip. It’s eyes are a deep, solid purple.
Liernan looks like a seemingly human 5'12 man, his skin is extremely pale, almost white, and his eye is strange, the eyeball is black, and the iris is bright red. His hair is completely shaved on one side, and the half that wasn't shaved was flipped over, covering his other eye. He wears a strange black mixture of a coat and shirt, there is no left sleeve on it, while the right sleeve almost covers his hand. He wears tight, black leather pants with some black shoes.
*I had some physical inspiration from Uta from Tokyo Ghoul.*
He continues looking at the creature.
The creature turns to empty space and says “Excuse me, it appears that we have a visitor.” He then turns back to Liernan, gets uncomfortably close to his face, and asks demandingly “Do you drink?”
"No." Liernan doesn't appear particularly bothered or annoyed about the closeness, but rather his face is very blank.
The creature turns to the empty space he was speaking to earlier and says “okay you were right, I don’t like him.” He glares at Liernan, kind of backing away as if he was disgusting. Liernan also gets the impression that the creature thought Liernan was unable to hear the aforementioned conversation.
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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 is drinking a huge mug of hot chocolate, and another full of cold milk
Tara is singing Snow (From the movie White Christmas)
A creature that looks something out of a drunken fever dream in the feywild is sitting at the bar and casually talking with itself.
Liernan walks over to inspect the strange creature.
It kind of looks like a satyr, except it’s the approximate height of a Gnome, and each of its four arms (yes, four) end in a silver hook. Tattoos of bells cover its bare chest, and a drinking horn hangs at its hip. It’s eyes are a deep, solid purple.
Liernan looks like a seemingly human 5'12 man, his skin is extremely pale, almost white, and his eye is strange, the eyeball is black, and the iris is bright red. His hair is completely shaved on one side, and the half that wasn't shaved was flipped over, covering his other eye. He wears a strange black mixture of a coat and shirt, there is no left sleeve on it, while the right sleeve almost covers his hand. He wears tight, black leather pants with some black shoes.
*I had some physical inspiration from Uta from Tokyo Ghoul.*
He continues looking at the creature.
The creature turns to empty space and says “Excuse me, it appears that we have a visitor.” He then turns back to Liernan, gets uncomfortably close to his face, and asks demandingly “Do you drink?”
"No." Liernan doesn't appear particularly bothered or annoyed about the closeness, but rather his face is very blank.
The creature turns to the empty space he was speaking to earlier and says “okay you were right, I don’t like him.” He glares at Liernan, kind of backing away as if he was disgusting. Liernan also gets the impression that the creature thought Liernan was unable to hear the aforementioned conversation.
"You are a strange little being. What are you, and who might you be talking to?"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Seytan was in the library, he had taken off his hat and mask. All that remained was a hooded face with a creepy toothy smile. It seemed to speak to itself as it sifted through papers on the table.
Marcus was outside in the tree's. He was whistling a mournful tune and sharpening a small throwing blade. He was near the village and watching a few of the villagers passing by.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Krathian is drinking a huge mug of hot chocolate, and another full of cold milk
Tara is singing Snow (From the movie White Christmas)
A creature that looks something out of a drunken fever dream in the feywild is sitting at the bar and casually talking with itself.
Liernan walks over to inspect the strange creature.
It kind of looks like a satyr, except it’s the approximate height of a Gnome, and each of its four arms (yes, four) end in a silver hook. Tattoos of bells cover its bare chest, and a drinking horn hangs at its hip. It’s eyes are a deep, solid purple.
Liernan looks like a seemingly human 5'12 man, his skin is extremely pale, almost white, and his eye is strange, the eyeball is black, and the iris is bright red. His hair is completely shaved on one side, and the half that wasn't shaved was flipped over, covering his other eye. He wears a strange black mixture of a coat and shirt, there is no left sleeve on it, while the right sleeve almost covers his hand. He wears tight, black leather pants with some black shoes.
*I had some physical inspiration from Uta from Tokyo Ghoul.*
He continues looking at the creature.
The creature turns to empty space and says “Excuse me, it appears that we have a visitor.” He then turns back to Liernan, gets uncomfortably close to his face, and asks demandingly “Do you drink?”
"No." Liernan doesn't appear particularly bothered or annoyed about the closeness, but rather his face is very blank.
The creature turns to the empty space he was speaking to earlier and says “okay you were right, I don’t like him.” He glares at Liernan, kind of backing away as if he was disgusting. Liernan also gets the impression that the creature thought Liernan was unable to hear the aforementioned conversation.
"You are a strange little being. What are you, and who might you be talking to?"
The thing chuckles quietly, continuing for a moment before full-on belly laughing. “Who am I ta- Who a- Who am I talking to? What, are you BLIND!” The being stutters as it speaks, trying to catch his breath. “IT’S MORDENKAINEN!” He turns back to the empty space and chuckles out “Get a load of this guy.”
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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 is drinking a huge mug of hot chocolate, and another full of cold milk
Tara is singing Snow (From the movie White Christmas)
A creature that looks something out of a drunken fever dream in the feywild is sitting at the bar and casually talking with itself.
Liernan walks over to inspect the strange creature.
It kind of looks like a satyr, except it’s the approximate height of a Gnome, and each of its four arms (yes, four) end in a silver hook. Tattoos of bells cover its bare chest, and a drinking horn hangs at its hip. It’s eyes are a deep, solid purple.
Liernan looks like a seemingly human 5'12 man, his skin is extremely pale, almost white, and his eye is strange, the eyeball is black, and the iris is bright red. His hair is completely shaved on one side, and the half that wasn't shaved was flipped over, covering his other eye. He wears a strange black mixture of a coat and shirt, there is no left sleeve on it, while the right sleeve almost covers his hand. He wears tight, black leather pants with some black shoes.
*I had some physical inspiration from Uta from Tokyo Ghoul.*
He continues looking at the creature.
The creature turns to empty space and says “Excuse me, it appears that we have a visitor.” He then turns back to Liernan, gets uncomfortably close to his face, and asks demandingly “Do you drink?”
"No." Liernan doesn't appear particularly bothered or annoyed about the closeness, but rather his face is very blank.
The creature turns to the empty space he was speaking to earlier and says “okay you were right, I don’t like him.” He glares at Liernan, kind of backing away as if he was disgusting. Liernan also gets the impression that the creature thought Liernan was unable to hear the aforementioned conversation.
"You are a strange little being. What are you, and who might you be talking to?"
The thing chuckles quietly, continuing for a moment before full-on belly laughing. “Who am I ta- Who a- Who am I talking to? What, are you BLIND!” The being stutters as it speaks, trying to catch his breath. “IT’S MORDENKAINEN!” He turns back to the empty space and chuckles out “Get a load of this guy.”
"I don't know who Merdenkainen is." He turned to the space, deciding to go along to be polite. "Hello, Mordenkainen. I am Liernan."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Krathian is drinking a huge mug of hot chocolate, and another full of cold milk
Tara is singing Snow (From the movie White Christmas)
A creature that looks something out of a drunken fever dream in the feywild is sitting at the bar and casually talking with itself.
Liernan walks over to inspect the strange creature.
It kind of looks like a satyr, except it’s the approximate height of a Gnome, and each of its four arms (yes, four) end in a silver hook. Tattoos of bells cover its bare chest, and a drinking horn hangs at its hip. It’s eyes are a deep, solid purple.
Liernan looks like a seemingly human 5'12 man, his skin is extremely pale, almost white, and his eye is strange, the eyeball is black, and the iris is bright red. His hair is completely shaved on one side, and the half that wasn't shaved was flipped over, covering his other eye. He wears a strange black mixture of a coat and shirt, there is no left sleeve on it, while the right sleeve almost covers his hand. He wears tight, black leather pants with some black shoes.
*I had some physical inspiration from Uta from Tokyo Ghoul.*
He continues looking at the creature.
The creature turns to empty space and says “Excuse me, it appears that we have a visitor.” He then turns back to Liernan, gets uncomfortably close to his face, and asks demandingly “Do you drink?”
"No." Liernan doesn't appear particularly bothered or annoyed about the closeness, but rather his face is very blank.
The creature turns to the empty space he was speaking to earlier and says “okay you were right, I don’t like him.” He glares at Liernan, kind of backing away as if he was disgusting. Liernan also gets the impression that the creature thought Liernan was unable to hear the aforementioned conversation.
"You are a strange little being. What are you, and who might you be talking to?"
The thing chuckles quietly, continuing for a moment before full-on belly laughing. “Who am I ta- Who a- Who am I talking to? What, are you BLIND!” The being stutters as it speaks, trying to catch his breath. “IT’S MORDENKAINEN!” He turns back to the empty space and chuckles out “Get a load of this guy.”
"I don't know who Merdenkainen is." He turned to the space, deciding to go along to be polite. "Hello, Mordenkainen. I am Liernan."
Nothing happens, because there’s nothing there
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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 is drinking a huge mug of hot chocolate, and another full of cold milk
Tara is singing Snow (From the movie White Christmas)
A creature that looks something out of a drunken fever dream in the feywild is sitting at the bar and casually talking with itself.
Liernan walks over to inspect the strange creature.
It kind of looks like a satyr, except it’s the approximate height of a Gnome, and each of its four arms (yes, four) end in a silver hook. Tattoos of bells cover its bare chest, and a drinking horn hangs at its hip. It’s eyes are a deep, solid purple.
Liernan looks like a seemingly human 5'12 man, his skin is extremely pale, almost white, and his eye is strange, the eyeball is black, and the iris is bright red. His hair is completely shaved on one side, and the half that wasn't shaved was flipped over, covering his other eye. He wears a strange black mixture of a coat and shirt, there is no left sleeve on it, while the right sleeve almost covers his hand. He wears tight, black leather pants with some black shoes.
*I had some physical inspiration from Uta from Tokyo Ghoul.*
He continues looking at the creature.
The creature turns to empty space and says “Excuse me, it appears that we have a visitor.” He then turns back to Liernan, gets uncomfortably close to his face, and asks demandingly “Do you drink?”
"No." Liernan doesn't appear particularly bothered or annoyed about the closeness, but rather his face is very blank.
The creature turns to the empty space he was speaking to earlier and says “okay you were right, I don’t like him.” He glares at Liernan, kind of backing away as if he was disgusting. Liernan also gets the impression that the creature thought Liernan was unable to hear the aforementioned conversation.
"You are a strange little being. What are you, and who might you be talking to?"
The thing chuckles quietly, continuing for a moment before full-on belly laughing. “Who am I ta- Who a- Who am I talking to? What, are you BLIND!” The being stutters as it speaks, trying to catch his breath. “IT’S MORDENKAINEN!” He turns back to the empty space and chuckles out “Get a load of this guy.”
"I don't know who Merdenkainen is." He turned to the space, deciding to go along to be polite. "Hello, Mordenkainen. I am Liernan."
Nothing happens, because there’s nothing there
Liernan looks back to the strange creature. "What is your name?"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Krathian is drinking a huge mug of hot chocolate, and another full of cold milk
Tara is singing Snow (From the movie White Christmas)
A creature that looks something out of a drunken fever dream in the feywild is sitting at the bar and casually talking with itself.
Liernan walks over to inspect the strange creature.
It kind of looks like a satyr, except it’s the approximate height of a Gnome, and each of its four arms (yes, four) end in a silver hook. Tattoos of bells cover its bare chest, and a drinking horn hangs at its hip. It’s eyes are a deep, solid purple.
Liernan looks like a seemingly human 5'12 man, his skin is extremely pale, almost white, and his eye is strange, the eyeball is black, and the iris is bright red. His hair is completely shaved on one side, and the half that wasn't shaved was flipped over, covering his other eye. He wears a strange black mixture of a coat and shirt, there is no left sleeve on it, while the right sleeve almost covers his hand. He wears tight, black leather pants with some black shoes.
*I had some physical inspiration from Uta from Tokyo Ghoul.*
He continues looking at the creature.
The creature turns to empty space and says “Excuse me, it appears that we have a visitor.” He then turns back to Liernan, gets uncomfortably close to his face, and asks demandingly “Do you drink?”
"No." Liernan doesn't appear particularly bothered or annoyed about the closeness, but rather his face is very blank.
The creature turns to the empty space he was speaking to earlier and says “okay you were right, I don’t like him.” He glares at Liernan, kind of backing away as if he was disgusting. Liernan also gets the impression that the creature thought Liernan was unable to hear the aforementioned conversation.
"You are a strange little being. What are you, and who might you be talking to?"
The thing chuckles quietly, continuing for a moment before full-on belly laughing. “Who am I ta- Who a- Who am I talking to? What, are you BLIND!” The being stutters as it speaks, trying to catch his breath. “IT’S MORDENKAINEN!” He turns back to the empty space and chuckles out “Get a load of this guy.”
"I don't know who Merdenkainen is." He turned to the space, deciding to go along to be polite. "Hello, Mordenkainen. I am Liernan."
Nothing happens, because there’s nothing there
Liernan looks back to the strange creature. "What is your name?"
“Hehehe,” it sticks out a hook “Just call me cracked and we’ll call it even”
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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 is drinking a huge mug of hot chocolate, and another full of cold milk
Tara is singing Snow (From the movie White Christmas)
A creature that looks something out of a drunken fever dream in the feywild is sitting at the bar and casually talking with itself.
Liernan walks over to inspect the strange creature.
It kind of looks like a satyr, except it’s the approximate height of a Gnome, and each of its four arms (yes, four) end in a silver hook. Tattoos of bells cover its bare chest, and a drinking horn hangs at its hip. It’s eyes are a deep, solid purple.
Liernan looks like a seemingly human 5'12 man, his skin is extremely pale, almost white, and his eye is strange, the eyeball is black, and the iris is bright red. His hair is completely shaved on one side, and the half that wasn't shaved was flipped over, covering his other eye. He wears a strange black mixture of a coat and shirt, there is no left sleeve on it, while the right sleeve almost covers his hand. He wears tight, black leather pants with some black shoes.
*I had some physical inspiration from Uta from Tokyo Ghoul.*
He continues looking at the creature.
The creature turns to empty space and says “Excuse me, it appears that we have a visitor.” He then turns back to Liernan, gets uncomfortably close to his face, and asks demandingly “Do you drink?”
"No." Liernan doesn't appear particularly bothered or annoyed about the closeness, but rather his face is very blank.
The creature turns to the empty space he was speaking to earlier and says “okay you were right, I don’t like him.” He glares at Liernan, kind of backing away as if he was disgusting. Liernan also gets the impression that the creature thought Liernan was unable to hear the aforementioned conversation.
"You are a strange little being. What are you, and who might you be talking to?"
The thing chuckles quietly, continuing for a moment before full-on belly laughing. “Who am I ta- Who a- Who am I talking to? What, are you BLIND!” The being stutters as it speaks, trying to catch his breath. “IT’S MORDENKAINEN!” He turns back to the empty space and chuckles out “Get a load of this guy.”
"I don't know who Merdenkainen is." He turned to the space, deciding to go along to be polite. "Hello, Mordenkainen. I am Liernan."
Nothing happens, because there’s nothing there
Liernan looks back to the strange creature. "What is your name?"
“Hehehe,” it sticks out a hook “Just call me cracked and we’ll call it even”
"Okay, Cracked." Liernan shook the hook.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Krathian is drinking a huge mug of hot chocolate, and another full of cold milk
Tara is singing Snow (From the movie White Christmas)
A creature that looks something out of a drunken fever dream in the feywild is sitting at the bar and casually talking with itself.
Liernan walks over to inspect the strange creature.
It kind of looks like a satyr, except it’s the approximate height of a Gnome, and each of its four arms (yes, four) end in a silver hook. Tattoos of bells cover its bare chest, and a drinking horn hangs at its hip. It’s eyes are a deep, solid purple.
Liernan looks like a seemingly human 5'12 man, his skin is extremely pale, almost white, and his eye is strange, the eyeball is black, and the iris is bright red. His hair is completely shaved on one side, and the half that wasn't shaved was flipped over, covering his other eye. He wears a strange black mixture of a coat and shirt, there is no left sleeve on it, while the right sleeve almost covers his hand. He wears tight, black leather pants with some black shoes.
*I had some physical inspiration from Uta from Tokyo Ghoul.*
He continues looking at the creature.
The creature turns to empty space and says “Excuse me, it appears that we have a visitor.” He then turns back to Liernan, gets uncomfortably close to his face, and asks demandingly “Do you drink?”
"No." Liernan doesn't appear particularly bothered or annoyed about the closeness, but rather his face is very blank.
The creature turns to the empty space he was speaking to earlier and says “okay you were right, I don’t like him.” He glares at Liernan, kind of backing away as if he was disgusting. Liernan also gets the impression that the creature thought Liernan was unable to hear the aforementioned conversation.
"You are a strange little being. What are you, and who might you be talking to?"
The thing chuckles quietly, continuing for a moment before full-on belly laughing. “Who am I ta- Who a- Who am I talking to? What, are you BLIND!” The being stutters as it speaks, trying to catch his breath. “IT’S MORDENKAINEN!” He turns back to the empty space and chuckles out “Get a load of this guy.”
"I don't know who Merdenkainen is." He turned to the space, deciding to go along to be polite. "Hello, Mordenkainen. I am Liernan."
Nothing happens, because there’s nothing there
Liernan looks back to the strange creature. "What is your name?"
“Hehehe,” it sticks out a hook “Just call me cracked and we’ll call it even”
"Okay, Cracked." Liernan shook the hook.
The hook dodges his hand and bonks Liernan on the head, causing Cracked to laugh hysterically
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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 is drinking a huge mug of hot chocolate, and another full of cold milk
Tara is singing Snow (From the movie White Christmas)
A creature that looks something out of a drunken fever dream in the feywild is sitting at the bar and casually talking with itself.
Liernan walks over to inspect the strange creature.
It kind of looks like a satyr, except it’s the approximate height of a Gnome, and each of its four arms (yes, four) end in a silver hook. Tattoos of bells cover its bare chest, and a drinking horn hangs at its hip. It’s eyes are a deep, solid purple.
Liernan looks like a seemingly human 5'12 man, his skin is extremely pale, almost white, and his eye is strange, the eyeball is black, and the iris is bright red. His hair is completely shaved on one side, and the half that wasn't shaved was flipped over, covering his other eye. He wears a strange black mixture of a coat and shirt, there is no left sleeve on it, while the right sleeve almost covers his hand. He wears tight, black leather pants with some black shoes.
*I had some physical inspiration from Uta from Tokyo Ghoul.*
He continues looking at the creature.
The creature turns to empty space and says “Excuse me, it appears that we have a visitor.” He then turns back to Liernan, gets uncomfortably close to his face, and asks demandingly “Do you drink?”
"No." Liernan doesn't appear particularly bothered or annoyed about the closeness, but rather his face is very blank.
The creature turns to the empty space he was speaking to earlier and says “okay you were right, I don’t like him.” He glares at Liernan, kind of backing away as if he was disgusting. Liernan also gets the impression that the creature thought Liernan was unable to hear the aforementioned conversation.
"You are a strange little being. What are you, and who might you be talking to?"
The thing chuckles quietly, continuing for a moment before full-on belly laughing. “Who am I ta- Who a- Who am I talking to? What, are you BLIND!” The being stutters as it speaks, trying to catch his breath. “IT’S MORDENKAINEN!” He turns back to the empty space and chuckles out “Get a load of this guy.”
"I don't know who Merdenkainen is." He turned to the space, deciding to go along to be polite. "Hello, Mordenkainen. I am Liernan."
Nothing happens, because there’s nothing there
Liernan looks back to the strange creature. "What is your name?"
“Hehehe,” it sticks out a hook “Just call me cracked and we’ll call it even”
"Okay, Cracked." Liernan shook the hook.
The hook dodges his hand and bonks Liernan on the head, causing Cracked to laugh hysterically
Liernan doesn't seem fazed, instead he attempts a dry chuckle. "You're kind of amusing."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Krathian is drinking a huge mug of hot chocolate, and another full of cold milk
Tara is singing Snow (From the movie White Christmas)
A creature that looks something out of a drunken fever dream in the feywild is sitting at the bar and casually talking with itself.
Liernan walks over to inspect the strange creature.
It kind of looks like a satyr, except it’s the approximate height of a Gnome, and each of its four arms (yes, four) end in a silver hook. Tattoos of bells cover its bare chest, and a drinking horn hangs at its hip. It’s eyes are a deep, solid purple.
Liernan looks like a seemingly human 5'12 man, his skin is extremely pale, almost white, and his eye is strange, the eyeball is black, and the iris is bright red. His hair is completely shaved on one side, and the half that wasn't shaved was flipped over, covering his other eye. He wears a strange black mixture of a coat and shirt, there is no left sleeve on it, while the right sleeve almost covers his hand. He wears tight, black leather pants with some black shoes.
*I had some physical inspiration from Uta from Tokyo Ghoul.*
He continues looking at the creature.
The creature turns to empty space and says “Excuse me, it appears that we have a visitor.” He then turns back to Liernan, gets uncomfortably close to his face, and asks demandingly “Do you drink?”
"No." Liernan doesn't appear particularly bothered or annoyed about the closeness, but rather his face is very blank.
The creature turns to the empty space he was speaking to earlier and says “okay you were right, I don’t like him.” He glares at Liernan, kind of backing away as if he was disgusting. Liernan also gets the impression that the creature thought Liernan was unable to hear the aforementioned conversation.
"You are a strange little being. What are you, and who might you be talking to?"
The thing chuckles quietly, continuing for a moment before full-on belly laughing. “Who am I ta- Who a- Who am I talking to? What, are you BLIND!” The being stutters as it speaks, trying to catch his breath. “IT’S MORDENKAINEN!” He turns back to the empty space and chuckles out “Get a load of this guy.”
"I don't know who Merdenkainen is." He turned to the space, deciding to go along to be polite. "Hello, Mordenkainen. I am Liernan."
Nothing happens, because there’s nothing there
Liernan looks back to the strange creature. "What is your name?"
“Hehehe,” it sticks out a hook “Just call me cracked and we’ll call it even”
"Okay, Cracked." Liernan shook the hook.
The hook dodges his hand and bonks Liernan on the head, causing Cracked to laugh hysterically
Liernan doesn't seem fazed, instead he attempts a dry chuckle. "You're kind of amusing."
“Same to you” he flips Liernan a coin shaped amethyst and returns to his conversation with the nonexistent Mordenkainen .
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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 is drinking a huge mug of hot chocolate, and another full of cold milk
Tara is singing Snow (From the movie White Christmas)
A creature that looks something out of a drunken fever dream in the feywild is sitting at the bar and casually talking with itself.
Liernan walks over to inspect the strange creature.
It kind of looks like a satyr, except it’s the approximate height of a Gnome, and each of its four arms (yes, four) end in a silver hook. Tattoos of bells cover its bare chest, and a drinking horn hangs at its hip. It’s eyes are a deep, solid purple.
Liernan looks like a seemingly human 5'12 man, his skin is extremely pale, almost white, and his eye is strange, the eyeball is black, and the iris is bright red. His hair is completely shaved on one side, and the half that wasn't shaved was flipped over, covering his other eye. He wears a strange black mixture of a coat and shirt, there is no left sleeve on it, while the right sleeve almost covers his hand. He wears tight, black leather pants with some black shoes.
*I had some physical inspiration from Uta from Tokyo Ghoul.*
He continues looking at the creature.
The creature turns to empty space and says “Excuse me, it appears that we have a visitor.” He then turns back to Liernan, gets uncomfortably close to his face, and asks demandingly “Do you drink?”
"No." Liernan doesn't appear particularly bothered or annoyed about the closeness, but rather his face is very blank.
The creature turns to the empty space he was speaking to earlier and says “okay you were right, I don’t like him.” He glares at Liernan, kind of backing away as if he was disgusting. Liernan also gets the impression that the creature thought Liernan was unable to hear the aforementioned conversation.
"You are a strange little being. What are you, and who might you be talking to?"
The thing chuckles quietly, continuing for a moment before full-on belly laughing. “Who am I ta- Who a- Who am I talking to? What, are you BLIND!” The being stutters as it speaks, trying to catch his breath. “IT’S MORDENKAINEN!” He turns back to the empty space and chuckles out “Get a load of this guy.”
"I don't know who Merdenkainen is." He turned to the space, deciding to go along to be polite. "Hello, Mordenkainen. I am Liernan."
Nothing happens, because there’s nothing there
Liernan looks back to the strange creature. "What is your name?"
“Hehehe,” it sticks out a hook “Just call me cracked and we’ll call it even”
"Okay, Cracked." Liernan shook the hook.
The hook dodges his hand and bonks Liernan on the head, causing Cracked to laugh hysterically
Liernan doesn't seem fazed, instead he attempts a dry chuckle. "You're kind of amusing."
“Same to you” he flips Liernan a coin shaped amethyst and returns to his conversation with the nonexistent Mordenkainen .
Liernan looks at the coin in the palm of his hand.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Krathian is drinking a huge mug of hot chocolate, and another full of cold milk
Tara is singing Snow (From the movie White Christmas)
A creature that looks something out of a drunken fever dream in the feywild is sitting at the bar and casually talking with itself.
Liernan walks over to inspect the strange creature.
It kind of looks like a satyr, except it’s the approximate height of a Gnome, and each of its four arms (yes, four) end in a silver hook. Tattoos of bells cover its bare chest, and a drinking horn hangs at its hip. It’s eyes are a deep, solid purple.
Liernan looks like a seemingly human 5'12 man, his skin is extremely pale, almost white, and his eye is strange, the eyeball is black, and the iris is bright red. His hair is completely shaved on one side, and the half that wasn't shaved was flipped over, covering his other eye. He wears a strange black mixture of a coat and shirt, there is no left sleeve on it, while the right sleeve almost covers his hand. He wears tight, black leather pants with some black shoes.
*I had some physical inspiration from Uta from Tokyo Ghoul.*
He continues looking at the creature.
The creature turns to empty space and says “Excuse me, it appears that we have a visitor.” He then turns back to Liernan, gets uncomfortably close to his face, and asks demandingly “Do you drink?”
"No." Liernan doesn't appear particularly bothered or annoyed about the closeness, but rather his face is very blank.
The creature turns to the empty space he was speaking to earlier and says “okay you were right, I don’t like him.” He glares at Liernan, kind of backing away as if he was disgusting. Liernan also gets the impression that the creature thought Liernan was unable to hear the aforementioned conversation.
"You are a strange little being. What are you, and who might you be talking to?"
The thing chuckles quietly, continuing for a moment before full-on belly laughing. “Who am I ta- Who a- Who am I talking to? What, are you BLIND!” The being stutters as it speaks, trying to catch his breath. “IT’S MORDENKAINEN!” He turns back to the empty space and chuckles out “Get a load of this guy.”
"I don't know who Merdenkainen is." He turned to the space, deciding to go along to be polite. "Hello, Mordenkainen. I am Liernan."
Nothing happens, because there’s nothing there
Liernan looks back to the strange creature. "What is your name?"
“Hehehe,” it sticks out a hook “Just call me cracked and we’ll call it even”
"Okay, Cracked." Liernan shook the hook.
The hook dodges his hand and bonks Liernan on the head, causing Cracked to laugh hysterically
Liernan doesn't seem fazed, instead he attempts a dry chuckle. "You're kind of amusing."
“Same to you” he flips Liernan a coin shaped amethyst and returns to his conversation with the nonexistent Mordenkainen .
Liernan looks at the coin in the palm of his hand.
It’s minted with a hook symbol on one side, and a bell symbol on the other.
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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 is drinking a huge mug of hot chocolate, and another full of cold milk
Tara is singing Snow (From the movie White Christmas)
A creature that looks something out of a drunken fever dream in the feywild is sitting at the bar and casually talking with itself.
Liernan walks over to inspect the strange creature.
It kind of looks like a satyr, except it’s the approximate height of a Gnome, and each of its four arms (yes, four) end in a silver hook. Tattoos of bells cover its bare chest, and a drinking horn hangs at its hip. It’s eyes are a deep, solid purple.
Liernan looks like a seemingly human 5'12 man, his skin is extremely pale, almost white, and his eye is strange, the eyeball is black, and the iris is bright red. His hair is completely shaved on one side, and the half that wasn't shaved was flipped over, covering his other eye. He wears a strange black mixture of a coat and shirt, there is no left sleeve on it, while the right sleeve almost covers his hand. He wears tight, black leather pants with some black shoes.
*I had some physical inspiration from Uta from Tokyo Ghoul.*
He continues looking at the creature.
The creature turns to empty space and says “Excuse me, it appears that we have a visitor.” He then turns back to Liernan, gets uncomfortably close to his face, and asks demandingly “Do you drink?”
"No." Liernan doesn't appear particularly bothered or annoyed about the closeness, but rather his face is very blank.
The creature turns to the empty space he was speaking to earlier and says “okay you were right, I don’t like him.” He glares at Liernan, kind of backing away as if he was disgusting. Liernan also gets the impression that the creature thought Liernan was unable to hear the aforementioned conversation.
"You are a strange little being. What are you, and who might you be talking to?"
The thing chuckles quietly, continuing for a moment before full-on belly laughing. “Who am I ta- Who a- Who am I talking to? What, are you BLIND!” The being stutters as it speaks, trying to catch his breath. “IT’S MORDENKAINEN!” He turns back to the empty space and chuckles out “Get a load of this guy.”
"I don't know who Merdenkainen is." He turned to the space, deciding to go along to be polite. "Hello, Mordenkainen. I am Liernan."
Nothing happens, because there’s nothing there
Liernan looks back to the strange creature. "What is your name?"
“Hehehe,” it sticks out a hook “Just call me cracked and we’ll call it even”
"Okay, Cracked." Liernan shook the hook.
The hook dodges his hand and bonks Liernan on the head, causing Cracked to laugh hysterically
Liernan doesn't seem fazed, instead he attempts a dry chuckle. "You're kind of amusing."
“Same to you” he flips Liernan a coin shaped amethyst and returns to his conversation with the nonexistent Mordenkainen .
Liernan looks at the coin in the palm of his hand.
It’s minted with a hook symbol on one side, and a bell symbol on the other.
He puts the coin into a pocket and walks back over to his table to continue his book.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Graelstorn lands nearby the Tavern and yawns before laying down. The ancient Red Dragon flexes his huge wings a bit before curling up to rest.
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The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that... "Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent* "Eliksni must rise...yes?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
Graelstorn lands nearby the Tavern and yawns before laying down. The ancient Red Dragon flexes his huge wings a bit before curling up to rest.
"I really need to figure out how to shape-change like my mother..." Graelstorn rumbles. "Then I could fit inside this little hut."
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The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that... "Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent* "Eliksni must rise...yes?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
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The creature turns to empty space and says “Excuse me, it appears that we have a visitor.” He then turns back to Liernan, gets uncomfortably close to his face, and asks demandingly “Do you 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"
"No." Liernan doesn't appear particularly bothered or annoyed about the closeness, but rather his face is very blank.
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 creature turns to the empty space he was speaking to earlier and says “okay you were right, I don’t like him.” He glares at Liernan, kind of backing away as if he was disgusting. Liernan also gets the impression that the creature thought Liernan was unable to hear the aforementioned conversation.
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"
"You are a strange little being. What are you, and who might you be talking to?"
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.
Seytan was in the library, he had taken off his hat and mask. All that remained was a hooded face with a creepy toothy smile. It seemed to speak to itself as it sifted through papers on the table.
Marcus was outside in the tree's. He was whistling a mournful tune and sharpening a small throwing blade. He was near the village and watching a few of the villagers passing by.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The thing chuckles quietly, continuing for a moment before full-on belly laughing. “Who am I ta- Who a- Who am I talking to? What, are you BLIND!” The being stutters as it speaks, trying to catch his breath. “IT’S MORDENKAINEN!” He turns back to the empty space and chuckles out “Get a load of this guy.”
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"
"I don't know who Merdenkainen is." He turned to the space, deciding to go along to be polite. "Hello, Mordenkainen. I am Liernan."
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.
Nothing happens, because there’s nothing there
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"
Liernan looks back to the strange creature. "What is your name?"
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.
“Hehehe,” it sticks out a hook “Just call me cracked and we’ll call it even”
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"
"Okay, Cracked." Liernan shook the hook.
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 hook dodges his hand and bonks Liernan on the head, causing Cracked to laugh hysterically
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"
Liernan doesn't seem fazed, instead he attempts a dry chuckle. "You're kind of amusing."
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.
“Same to you” he flips Liernan a coin shaped amethyst and returns to his conversation with the nonexistent Mordenkainen .
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"
Liernan looks at the coin in the palm of his hand.
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.
It’s minted with a hook symbol on one side, and a bell symbol on the other.
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"
He puts the coin into a pocket and walks back over to his table to continue his book.
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.
Graelstorn lands nearby the Tavern and yawns before laying down. The ancient Red Dragon flexes his huge wings a bit before curling up to rest.
The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that...
"Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent*
"Eliksni must rise...yes?"
_________
When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
Yorac steps outside to and tilts his head at Graelstorn. “Who are you?” *I assume you need a description?*
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
"I really need to figure out how to shape-change like my mother..." Graelstorn rumbles. "Then I could fit inside this little hut."
The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that...
"Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent*
"Eliksni must rise...yes?"
_________
When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)