*Xinstari: A large, black, heavily scarred Dragonborn of unknown origin.*
*currently I have
Enethia: Blonde elf woman with blue eyes, with a staff that has a bird perch on top, along with a spellbook at her side.
Ink: Black dragonborn-sea elf mix. Looks pretty constantly nervous
Tefeerinn: Blue hair human looking, with long sleeves and pants under black plate armor and a hood thats currently down with 1 ear very heavily mangled and scarred*
*Let's try our luck with Ink, shall we?*
*Alright* Ink is currently at a table reading a childrens educational book on animals
Xinstari notices Ink and sits down near him, a mead in his hand. He nods slightly in Ink's direction.
She waves a little, looking a big worried
Xinstari glances at the book Ink is reading. A smile almost curves his features. His hood is thrown back to show jagged scars and piercing, yellow eyes.
"I... Who... Who are you?"
"I am Xinsssstari. Sss... who are you?" he hisses in a gravelly voice.
"I... My name is.... Well... The people here call me Ink."
At this, Xinstari sisses slightly. "Ink? Sss... A fitting name, for one as dark in color asssss you."
She nods "My... A friend came up with it..."
His cold eyes seem to soften ever so slightly. "Sss... it issss... good to have friends. That time issss long passt for me, however. Enjoy it... while you can."
"I... Havent had very many.... What do you mean by its passed?"
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
*Xinstari: A large, black, heavily scarred Dragonborn of unknown origin.*
*currently I have
Enethia: Blonde elf woman with blue eyes, with a staff that has a bird perch on top, along with a spellbook at her side.
Ink: Black dragonborn-sea elf mix. Looks pretty constantly nervous
Tefeerinn: Blue hair human looking, with long sleeves and pants under black plate armor and a hood thats currently down with 1 ear very heavily mangled and scarred*
*Let's try our luck with Ink, shall we?*
*Alright* Ink is currently at a table reading a childrens educational book on animals
Xinstari notices Ink and sits down near him, a mead in his hand. He nods slightly in Ink's direction.
She waves a little, looking a big worried
Xinstari glances at the book Ink is reading. A smile almost curves his features. His hood is thrown back to show jagged scars and piercing, yellow eyes.
"I... Who... Who are you?"
"I am Xinsssstari. Sss... who are you?" he hisses in a gravelly voice.
"I... My name is.... Well... The people here call me Ink."
At this, Xinstari sisses slightly. "Ink? Sss... A fitting name, for one as dark in color asssss you."
She nods "My... A friend came up with it..."
His cold eyes seem to soften ever so slightly. "Sss... it issss... good to have friends. That time issss long passt for me, however. Enjoy it... while you can."
"I... Havent had very many.... What do you mean by its passed?"
At this, he waves his hand. "It isss a long tale. I do not wissssh to bore you, Sss... Ink, wassss it?"
Anyone partially familiar with Void or the Shade, wis save
*Including Sarana?*
*Astara: 19, 8 if magic.*
*Yes* Astara succeeds, and gets a choice. She can feel an aspect of Void nearby... Either she can let it always know her location, and she always knows its, or she can block it completely and neither can see locations
She blocks it without a second thought.
*Sarana: 18.*
Same option
She lets it know her location.
As she does, shes able to see a manifestation... It seems to be almost like a bulbous pool of ink shaped into a vaguely wolf like form. Eyes an empty grey. (THANK YOU)
For what?
(ACCEPTING THE INEVITABLE. ALLOWING A LINK. ANY CONSUMABLE TARGET NEARBY?)
Anyone who leaves the tavern is probably a good target. But you have to wait until they're outside. Otherwise you'll only let them know you're there.
(WHEN THEY LEAVE, CALM THE PRISON. KEEP DVAKARI'S MIND OFF THE VOID)
I think I can do that.
It nods, and prowls its way outside. It passes, directly through Tefeerinn, and he immediately goes completely rigid.
Tefeerinn, are you okay?
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All stars fade. Some stars forever fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Homebrew (Mostly Outdated):Magic Items,Monsters,Spells,Subclasses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*Xinstari: A large, black, heavily scarred Dragonborn of unknown origin.*
*currently I have
Enethia: Blonde elf woman with blue eyes, with a staff that has a bird perch on top, along with a spellbook at her side.
Ink: Black dragonborn-sea elf mix. Looks pretty constantly nervous
Tefeerinn: Blue hair human looking, with long sleeves and pants under black plate armor and a hood thats currently down with 1 ear very heavily mangled and scarred*
*Let's try our luck with Ink, shall we?*
*Alright* Ink is currently at a table reading a childrens educational book on animals
Xinstari notices Ink and sits down near him, a mead in his hand. He nods slightly in Ink's direction.
She waves a little, looking a big worried
Xinstari glances at the book Ink is reading. A smile almost curves his features. His hood is thrown back to show jagged scars and piercing, yellow eyes.
"I... Who... Who are you?"
"I am Xinsssstari. Sss... who are you?" he hisses in a gravelly voice.
"I... My name is.... Well... The people here call me Ink."
At this, Xinstari sisses slightly. "Ink? Sss... A fitting name, for one as dark in color asssss you."
She nods "My... A friend came up with it..."
His cold eyes seem to soften ever so slightly. "Sss... it issss... good to have friends. That time issss long passt for me, however. Enjoy it... while you can."
"I... Havent had very many.... What do you mean by its passed?"
At this, he waves his hand. "It isss a long tale. I do not wissssh to bore you, Sss... Ink, wassss it?"
"Thats what Im called, yeah... And I..... I.... I dont get bored very easily..."
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
Anyone partially familiar with Void or the Shade, wis save
*Including Sarana?*
*Astara: 19, 8 if magic.*
*Yes* Astara succeeds, and gets a choice. She can feel an aspect of Void nearby... Either she can let it always know her location, and she always knows its, or she can block it completely and neither can see locations
She blocks it without a second thought.
*Sarana: 18.*
Same option
She lets it know her location.
As she does, shes able to see a manifestation... It seems to be almost like a bulbous pool of ink shaped into a vaguely wolf like form. Eyes an empty grey. (THANK YOU)
For what?
(ACCEPTING THE INEVITABLE. ALLOWING A LINK. ANY CONSUMABLE TARGET NEARBY?)
Anyone who leaves the tavern is probably a good target. But you have to wait until they're outside. Otherwise you'll only let them know you're there.
(WHEN THEY LEAVE, CALM THE PRISON. KEEP DVAKARI'S MIND OFF THE VOID)
I think I can do that.
It nods, and prowls its way outside. It passes, directly through Tefeerinn, and he immediately goes completely rigid.
Tefeerinn, are you okay?
No response...
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
*Xinstari: A large, black, heavily scarred Dragonborn of unknown origin.*
*currently I have
Enethia: Blonde elf woman with blue eyes, with a staff that has a bird perch on top, along with a spellbook at her side.
Ink: Black dragonborn-sea elf mix. Looks pretty constantly nervous
Tefeerinn: Blue hair human looking, with long sleeves and pants under black plate armor and a hood thats currently down with 1 ear very heavily mangled and scarred*
*Let's try our luck with Ink, shall we?*
*Alright* Ink is currently at a table reading a childrens educational book on animals
Xinstari notices Ink and sits down near him, a mead in his hand. He nods slightly in Ink's direction.
She waves a little, looking a big worried
Xinstari glances at the book Ink is reading. A smile almost curves his features. His hood is thrown back to show jagged scars and piercing, yellow eyes.
"I... Who... Who are you?"
"I am Xinsssstari. Sss... who are you?" he hisses in a gravelly voice.
"I... My name is.... Well... The people here call me Ink."
At this, Xinstari sisses slightly. "Ink? Sss... A fitting name, for one as dark in color asssss you."
She nods "My... A friend came up with it..."
His cold eyes seem to soften ever so slightly. "Sss... it issss... good to have friends. That time issss long passt for me, however. Enjoy it... while you can."
"I... Havent had very many.... What do you mean by its passed?"
At this, he waves his hand. "It isss a long tale. I do not wissssh to bore you, Sss... Ink, wassss it?"
"Thats what Im called, yeah... And I..... I.... I dont get bored very easily..."
Xinstari shakes his head. "You are young. You are... pure. Sss... I remember when I wassss like you. No longer. Thosssse days are long passst. And I am to blame for it. Sss..." Xinstari closes his eyes sadly.
*Xinstari: A large, black, heavily scarred Dragonborn of unknown origin.*
*currently I have
Enethia: Blonde elf woman with blue eyes, with a staff that has a bird perch on top, along with a spellbook at her side.
Ink: Black dragonborn-sea elf mix. Looks pretty constantly nervous
Tefeerinn: Blue hair human looking, with long sleeves and pants under black plate armor and a hood thats currently down with 1 ear very heavily mangled and scarred*
*Let's try our luck with Ink, shall we?*
*Alright* Ink is currently at a table reading a childrens educational book on animals
Xinstari notices Ink and sits down near him, a mead in his hand. He nods slightly in Ink's direction.
She waves a little, looking a big worried
Xinstari glances at the book Ink is reading. A smile almost curves his features. His hood is thrown back to show jagged scars and piercing, yellow eyes.
"I... Who... Who are you?"
"I am Xinsssstari. Sss... who are you?" he hisses in a gravelly voice.
"I... My name is.... Well... The people here call me Ink."
At this, Xinstari sisses slightly. "Ink? Sss... A fitting name, for one as dark in color asssss you."
She nods "My... A friend came up with it..."
His cold eyes seem to soften ever so slightly. "Sss... it issss... good to have friends. That time issss long passt for me, however. Enjoy it... while you can."
"I... Havent had very many.... What do you mean by its passed?"
At this, he waves his hand. "It isss a long tale. I do not wissssh to bore you, Sss... Ink, wassss it?"
"Thats what Im called, yeah... And I..... I.... I dont get bored very easily..."
Xinstari shakes his head. "You are young. You are... pure. Sss... I remember when I wassss like you. No longer. Thosssse days are long passst. And I am to blame for it. Sss..." Xinstari closes his eyes sadly.
At 'pure' she looks down, seemingly very worried or ashamed....
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
*Xinstari: A large, black, heavily scarred Dragonborn of unknown origin.*
*currently I have
Enethia: Blonde elf woman with blue eyes, with a staff that has a bird perch on top, along with a spellbook at her side.
Ink: Black dragonborn-sea elf mix. Looks pretty constantly nervous
Tefeerinn: Blue hair human looking, with long sleeves and pants under black plate armor and a hood thats currently down with 1 ear very heavily mangled and scarred*
*Let's try our luck with Ink, shall we?*
*Alright* Ink is currently at a table reading a childrens educational book on animals
Xinstari notices Ink and sits down near him, a mead in his hand. He nods slightly in Ink's direction.
She waves a little, looking a big worried
Xinstari glances at the book Ink is reading. A smile almost curves his features. His hood is thrown back to show jagged scars and piercing, yellow eyes.
"I... Who... Who are you?"
"I am Xinsssstari. Sss... who are you?" he hisses in a gravelly voice.
"I... My name is.... Well... The people here call me Ink."
At this, Xinstari sisses slightly. "Ink? Sss... A fitting name, for one as dark in color asssss you."
She nods "My... A friend came up with it..."
His cold eyes seem to soften ever so slightly. "Sss... it issss... good to have friends. That time issss long passt for me, however. Enjoy it... while you can."
"I... Havent had very many.... What do you mean by its passed?"
At this, he waves his hand. "It isss a long tale. I do not wissssh to bore you, Sss... Ink, wassss it?"
"Thats what Im called, yeah... And I..... I.... I dont get bored very easily..."
Xinstari shakes his head. "You are young. You are... pure. Sss... I remember when I wassss like you. No longer. Thosssse days are long passst. And I am to blame for it. Sss..." Xinstari closes his eyes sadly.
At 'pure' she looks down, seemingly very worried or ashamed....
"Ssss. We have all made choices we regret, no? We have all done thingssss we wisssh we hadn't. It isss a fact of life. You may think your crimes are great. But, I doubt it..."
Anyone partially familiar with Void or the Shade, wis save
*Including Sarana?*
*Astara: 19, 8 if magic.*
*Yes* Astara succeeds, and gets a choice. She can feel an aspect of Void nearby... Either she can let it always know her location, and she always knows its, or she can block it completely and neither can see locations
She blocks it without a second thought.
*Sarana: 18.*
Same option
She lets it know her location.
As she does, shes able to see a manifestation... It seems to be almost like a bulbous pool of ink shaped into a vaguely wolf like form. Eyes an empty grey. (THANK YOU)
For what?
(ACCEPTING THE INEVITABLE. ALLOWING A LINK. ANY CONSUMABLE TARGET NEARBY?)
Anyone who leaves the tavern is probably a good target. But you have to wait until they're outside. Otherwise you'll only let them know you're there.
(WHEN THEY LEAVE, CALM THE PRISON. KEEP DVAKARI'S MIND OFF THE VOID)
I think I can do that.
It nods, and prowls its way outside. It passes, directly through Tefeerinn, and he immediately goes completely rigid.
Tefeerinn, are you okay?
No response...
She walks over and shakes him gently.
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All stars fade. Some stars forever fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Homebrew (Mostly Outdated):Magic Items,Monsters,Spells,Subclasses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*Xinstari: A large, black, heavily scarred Dragonborn of unknown origin.*
*currently I have
Enethia: Blonde elf woman with blue eyes, with a staff that has a bird perch on top, along with a spellbook at her side.
Ink: Black dragonborn-sea elf mix. Looks pretty constantly nervous
Tefeerinn: Blue hair human looking, with long sleeves and pants under black plate armor and a hood thats currently down with 1 ear very heavily mangled and scarred*
*Let's try our luck with Ink, shall we?*
*Alright* Ink is currently at a table reading a childrens educational book on animals
Xinstari notices Ink and sits down near him, a mead in his hand. He nods slightly in Ink's direction.
She waves a little, looking a big worried
Xinstari glances at the book Ink is reading. A smile almost curves his features. His hood is thrown back to show jagged scars and piercing, yellow eyes.
"I... Who... Who are you?"
"I am Xinsssstari. Sss... who are you?" he hisses in a gravelly voice.
"I... My name is.... Well... The people here call me Ink."
At this, Xinstari sisses slightly. "Ink? Sss... A fitting name, for one as dark in color asssss you."
She nods "My... A friend came up with it..."
His cold eyes seem to soften ever so slightly. "Sss... it issss... good to have friends. That time issss long passt for me, however. Enjoy it... while you can."
"I... Havent had very many.... What do you mean by its passed?"
At this, he waves his hand. "It isss a long tale. I do not wissssh to bore you, Sss... Ink, wassss it?"
"Thats what Im called, yeah... And I..... I.... I dont get bored very easily..."
Xinstari shakes his head. "You are young. You are... pure. Sss... I remember when I wassss like you. No longer. Thosssse days are long passst. And I am to blame for it. Sss..." Xinstari closes his eyes sadly.
At 'pure' she looks down, seemingly very worried or ashamed....
"Ssss. We have all made choices we regret, no? We have all done thingssss we wisssh we hadn't. It isss a fact of life. You may think your crimes are great. But, I doubt it..."
"I..... I cant tell anyone what Ive done.... IT stops me..."
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
Anyone partially familiar with Void or the Shade, wis save
*Including Sarana?*
*Astara: 19, 8 if magic.*
*Yes* Astara succeeds, and gets a choice. She can feel an aspect of Void nearby... Either she can let it always know her location, and she always knows its, or she can block it completely and neither can see locations
She blocks it without a second thought.
*Sarana: 18.*
Same option
She lets it know her location.
As she does, shes able to see a manifestation... It seems to be almost like a bulbous pool of ink shaped into a vaguely wolf like form. Eyes an empty grey. (THANK YOU)
For what?
(ACCEPTING THE INEVITABLE. ALLOWING A LINK. ANY CONSUMABLE TARGET NEARBY?)
Anyone who leaves the tavern is probably a good target. But you have to wait until they're outside. Otherwise you'll only let them know you're there.
(WHEN THEY LEAVE, CALM THE PRISON. KEEP DVAKARI'S MIND OFF THE VOID)
I think I can do that.
It nods, and prowls its way outside. It passes, directly through Tefeerinn, and he immediately goes completely rigid.
Tefeerinn, are you okay?
No response...
She walks over and shakes him gently.
Charisma save pls
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
*Xinstari: A large, black, heavily scarred Dragonborn of unknown origin.*
*currently I have
Enethia: Blonde elf woman with blue eyes, with a staff that has a bird perch on top, along with a spellbook at her side.
Ink: Black dragonborn-sea elf mix. Looks pretty constantly nervous
Tefeerinn: Blue hair human looking, with long sleeves and pants under black plate armor and a hood thats currently down with 1 ear very heavily mangled and scarred*
*Let's try our luck with Ink, shall we?*
*Alright* Ink is currently at a table reading a childrens educational book on animals
Xinstari notices Ink and sits down near him, a mead in his hand. He nods slightly in Ink's direction.
She waves a little, looking a big worried
Xinstari glances at the book Ink is reading. A smile almost curves his features. His hood is thrown back to show jagged scars and piercing, yellow eyes.
"I... Who... Who are you?"
"I am Xinsssstari. Sss... who are you?" he hisses in a gravelly voice.
"I... My name is.... Well... The people here call me Ink."
At this, Xinstari sisses slightly. "Ink? Sss... A fitting name, for one as dark in color asssss you."
She nods "My... A friend came up with it..."
His cold eyes seem to soften ever so slightly. "Sss... it issss... good to have friends. That time issss long passt for me, however. Enjoy it... while you can."
"I... Havent had very many.... What do you mean by its passed?"
At this, he waves his hand. "It isss a long tale. I do not wissssh to bore you, Sss... Ink, wassss it?"
"Thats what Im called, yeah... And I..... I.... I dont get bored very easily..."
Xinstari shakes his head. "You are young. You are... pure. Sss... I remember when I wassss like you. No longer. Thosssse days are long passst. And I am to blame for it. Sss..." Xinstari closes his eyes sadly.
At 'pure' she looks down, seemingly very worried or ashamed....
"Ssss. We have all made choices we regret, no? We have all done thingssss we wisssh we hadn't. It isss a fact of life. You may think your crimes are great. But, I doubt it..."
"I..... I cant tell anyone what Ive done.... IT stops me..."
"I do not ask for your life sssstory, little one, nor your darkessst ssssecretss.. I only asssk you do not think ill of me."
*Xinstari: A large, black, heavily scarred Dragonborn of unknown origin.*
*currently I have
Enethia: Blonde elf woman with blue eyes, with a staff that has a bird perch on top, along with a spellbook at her side.
Ink: Black dragonborn-sea elf mix. Looks pretty constantly nervous
Tefeerinn: Blue hair human looking, with long sleeves and pants under black plate armor and a hood thats currently down with 1 ear very heavily mangled and scarred*
*Let's try our luck with Ink, shall we?*
*Alright* Ink is currently at a table reading a childrens educational book on animals
Xinstari notices Ink and sits down near him, a mead in his hand. He nods slightly in Ink's direction.
She waves a little, looking a big worried
Xinstari glances at the book Ink is reading. A smile almost curves his features. His hood is thrown back to show jagged scars and piercing, yellow eyes.
"I... Who... Who are you?"
"I am Xinsssstari. Sss... who are you?" he hisses in a gravelly voice.
"I... My name is.... Well... The people here call me Ink."
At this, Xinstari sisses slightly. "Ink? Sss... A fitting name, for one as dark in color asssss you."
She nods "My... A friend came up with it..."
His cold eyes seem to soften ever so slightly. "Sss... it issss... good to have friends. That time issss long passt for me, however. Enjoy it... while you can."
"I... Havent had very many.... What do you mean by its passed?"
At this, he waves his hand. "It isss a long tale. I do not wissssh to bore you, Sss... Ink, wassss it?"
"Thats what Im called, yeah... And I..... I.... I dont get bored very easily..."
Xinstari shakes his head. "You are young. You are... pure. Sss... I remember when I wassss like you. No longer. Thosssse days are long passst. And I am to blame for it. Sss..." Xinstari closes his eyes sadly.
At 'pure' she looks down, seemingly very worried or ashamed....
"Ssss. We have all made choices we regret, no? We have all done thingssss we wisssh we hadn't. It isss a fact of life. You may think your crimes are great. But, I doubt it..."
"I..... I cant tell anyone what Ive done.... IT stops me..."
"I do not ask for your life sssstory, little one, nor your darkessst ssssecretss.. I only asssk you do not think ill of me."
".... Alright.... Where are you from?"
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
*Xinstari: A large, black, heavily scarred Dragonborn of unknown origin.*
*currently I have
Enethia: Blonde elf woman with blue eyes, with a staff that has a bird perch on top, along with a spellbook at her side.
Ink: Black dragonborn-sea elf mix. Looks pretty constantly nervous
Tefeerinn: Blue hair human looking, with long sleeves and pants under black plate armor and a hood thats currently down with 1 ear very heavily mangled and scarred*
*Let's try our luck with Ink, shall we?*
*Alright* Ink is currently at a table reading a childrens educational book on animals
Xinstari notices Ink and sits down near him, a mead in his hand. He nods slightly in Ink's direction.
She waves a little, looking a big worried
Xinstari glances at the book Ink is reading. A smile almost curves his features. His hood is thrown back to show jagged scars and piercing, yellow eyes.
"I... Who... Who are you?"
"I am Xinsssstari. Sss... who are you?" he hisses in a gravelly voice.
"I... My name is.... Well... The people here call me Ink."
At this, Xinstari sisses slightly. "Ink? Sss... A fitting name, for one as dark in color asssss you."
She nods "My... A friend came up with it..."
His cold eyes seem to soften ever so slightly. "Sss... it issss... good to have friends. That time issss long passt for me, however. Enjoy it... while you can."
"I... Havent had very many.... What do you mean by its passed?"
At this, he waves his hand. "It isss a long tale. I do not wissssh to bore you, Sss... Ink, wassss it?"
"Thats what Im called, yeah... And I..... I.... I dont get bored very easily..."
Xinstari shakes his head. "You are young. You are... pure. Sss... I remember when I wassss like you. No longer. Thosssse days are long passst. And I am to blame for it. Sss..." Xinstari closes his eyes sadly.
At 'pure' she looks down, seemingly very worried or ashamed....
"Ssss. We have all made choices we regret, no? We have all done thingssss we wisssh we hadn't. It isss a fact of life. You may think your crimes are great. But, I doubt it..."
"I..... I cant tell anyone what Ive done.... IT stops me..."
"I do not ask for your life sssstory, little one, nor your darkessst ssssecretss.. I only asssk you do not think ill of me."
".... Alright.... Where are you from?"
"I am from a city that wassss called Ssstryk. It wassss... destroyed... many yearssss ago, in a great battle that is known today as the Burning of Sssstryk. I... wassss there. I ssssaw families being torn apart, children sssslaughtered. And I could do nothing."
*Xinstari: A large, black, heavily scarred Dragonborn of unknown origin.*
*currently I have
Enethia: Blonde elf woman with blue eyes, with a staff that has a bird perch on top, along with a spellbook at her side.
Ink: Black dragonborn-sea elf mix. Looks pretty constantly nervous
Tefeerinn: Blue hair human looking, with long sleeves and pants under black plate armor and a hood thats currently down with 1 ear very heavily mangled and scarred*
*Let's try our luck with Ink, shall we?*
*Alright* Ink is currently at a table reading a childrens educational book on animals
Xinstari notices Ink and sits down near him, a mead in his hand. He nods slightly in Ink's direction.
She waves a little, looking a big worried
Xinstari glances at the book Ink is reading. A smile almost curves his features. His hood is thrown back to show jagged scars and piercing, yellow eyes.
"I... Who... Who are you?"
"I am Xinsssstari. Sss... who are you?" he hisses in a gravelly voice.
"I... My name is.... Well... The people here call me Ink."
At this, Xinstari sisses slightly. "Ink? Sss... A fitting name, for one as dark in color asssss you."
She nods "My... A friend came up with it..."
His cold eyes seem to soften ever so slightly. "Sss... it issss... good to have friends. That time issss long passt for me, however. Enjoy it... while you can."
"I... Havent had very many.... What do you mean by its passed?"
At this, he waves his hand. "It isss a long tale. I do not wissssh to bore you, Sss... Ink, wassss it?"
"Thats what Im called, yeah... And I..... I.... I dont get bored very easily..."
Xinstari shakes his head. "You are young. You are... pure. Sss... I remember when I wassss like you. No longer. Thosssse days are long passst. And I am to blame for it. Sss..." Xinstari closes his eyes sadly.
At 'pure' she looks down, seemingly very worried or ashamed....
"Ssss. We have all made choices we regret, no? We have all done thingssss we wisssh we hadn't. It isss a fact of life. You may think your crimes are great. But, I doubt it..."
"I..... I cant tell anyone what Ive done.... IT stops me..."
"I do not ask for your life sssstory, little one, nor your darkessst ssssecretss.. I only asssk you do not think ill of me."
".... Alright.... Where are you from?"
"I am from a city that wassss called Ssstryk. It wassss... destroyed... many yearssss ago, in a great battle that is known today as the Burning of Sssstryk. I... wassss there. I ssssaw families being torn apart, children sssslaughtered. And I could do nothing."
"O-oh.... Im.... Im sorry....."
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
*Xinstari: A large, black, heavily scarred Dragonborn of unknown origin.*
*currently I have
Enethia: Blonde elf woman with blue eyes, with a staff that has a bird perch on top, along with a spellbook at her side.
Ink: Black dragonborn-sea elf mix. Looks pretty constantly nervous
Tefeerinn: Blue hair human looking, with long sleeves and pants under black plate armor and a hood thats currently down with 1 ear very heavily mangled and scarred*
*Let's try our luck with Ink, shall we?*
*Alright* Ink is currently at a table reading a childrens educational book on animals
Xinstari notices Ink and sits down near him, a mead in his hand. He nods slightly in Ink's direction.
She waves a little, looking a big worried
Xinstari glances at the book Ink is reading. A smile almost curves his features. His hood is thrown back to show jagged scars and piercing, yellow eyes.
"I... Who... Who are you?"
"I am Xinsssstari. Sss... who are you?" he hisses in a gravelly voice.
"I... My name is.... Well... The people here call me Ink."
At this, Xinstari sisses slightly. "Ink? Sss... A fitting name, for one as dark in color asssss you."
She nods "My... A friend came up with it..."
His cold eyes seem to soften ever so slightly. "Sss... it issss... good to have friends. That time issss long passt for me, however. Enjoy it... while you can."
"I... Havent had very many.... What do you mean by its passed?"
At this, he waves his hand. "It isss a long tale. I do not wissssh to bore you, Sss... Ink, wassss it?"
"Thats what Im called, yeah... And I..... I.... I dont get bored very easily..."
Xinstari shakes his head. "You are young. You are... pure. Sss... I remember when I wassss like you. No longer. Thosssse days are long passst. And I am to blame for it. Sss..." Xinstari closes his eyes sadly.
At 'pure' she looks down, seemingly very worried or ashamed....
"Ssss. We have all made choices we regret, no? We have all done thingssss we wisssh we hadn't. It isss a fact of life. You may think your crimes are great. But, I doubt it..."
"I..... I cant tell anyone what Ive done.... IT stops me..."
"I do not ask for your life sssstory, little one, nor your darkessst ssssecretss.. I only asssk you do not think ill of me."
".... Alright.... Where are you from?"
"I am from a city that wassss called Ssstryk. It wassss... destroyed... many yearssss ago, in a great battle that is known today as the Burning of Sssstryk. I... wassss there. I ssssaw families being torn apart, children sssslaughtered. And I could do nothing."
"O-oh.... Im.... Im sorry....."
"It wassss long ago. Thosssse responssssible for it are dead by my hand." his eyes gleam coldly as he says this.
*Xinstari: A large, black, heavily scarred Dragonborn of unknown origin.*
*currently I have
Enethia: Blonde elf woman with blue eyes, with a staff that has a bird perch on top, along with a spellbook at her side.
Ink: Black dragonborn-sea elf mix. Looks pretty constantly nervous
Tefeerinn: Blue hair human looking, with long sleeves and pants under black plate armor and a hood thats currently down with 1 ear very heavily mangled and scarred*
*Let's try our luck with Ink, shall we?*
*Alright* Ink is currently at a table reading a childrens educational book on animals
Xinstari notices Ink and sits down near him, a mead in his hand. He nods slightly in Ink's direction.
She waves a little, looking a big worried
Xinstari glances at the book Ink is reading. A smile almost curves his features. His hood is thrown back to show jagged scars and piercing, yellow eyes.
"I... Who... Who are you?"
"I am Xinsssstari. Sss... who are you?" he hisses in a gravelly voice.
"I... My name is.... Well... The people here call me Ink."
At this, Xinstari sisses slightly. "Ink? Sss... A fitting name, for one as dark in color asssss you."
She nods "My... A friend came up with it..."
His cold eyes seem to soften ever so slightly. "Sss... it issss... good to have friends. That time issss long passt for me, however. Enjoy it... while you can."
"I... Havent had very many.... What do you mean by its passed?"
At this, he waves his hand. "It isss a long tale. I do not wissssh to bore you, Sss... Ink, wassss it?"
"Thats what Im called, yeah... And I..... I.... I dont get bored very easily..."
Xinstari shakes his head. "You are young. You are... pure. Sss... I remember when I wassss like you. No longer. Thosssse days are long passst. And I am to blame for it. Sss..." Xinstari closes his eyes sadly.
At 'pure' she looks down, seemingly very worried or ashamed....
"Ssss. We have all made choices we regret, no? We have all done thingssss we wisssh we hadn't. It isss a fact of life. You may think your crimes are great. But, I doubt it..."
"I..... I cant tell anyone what Ive done.... IT stops me..."
"I do not ask for your life sssstory, little one, nor your darkessst ssssecretss.. I only asssk you do not think ill of me."
".... Alright.... Where are you from?"
"I am from a city that wassss called Ssstryk. It wassss... destroyed... many yearssss ago, in a great battle that is known today as the Burning of Sssstryk. I... wassss there. I ssssaw families being torn apart, children sssslaughtered. And I could do nothing."
"O-oh.... Im.... Im sorry....."
"It wassss long ago. Thosssse responssssible for it are dead by my hand." his eyes gleam coldly as he says this.
She shrinks down, more nervous "O.... Oh......"
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
*Xinstari: A large, black, heavily scarred Dragonborn of unknown origin.*
*currently I have
Enethia: Blonde elf woman with blue eyes, with a staff that has a bird perch on top, along with a spellbook at her side.
Ink: Black dragonborn-sea elf mix. Looks pretty constantly nervous
Tefeerinn: Blue hair human looking, with long sleeves and pants under black plate armor and a hood thats currently down with 1 ear very heavily mangled and scarred*
*Let's try our luck with Ink, shall we?*
*Alright* Ink is currently at a table reading a childrens educational book on animals
Xinstari notices Ink and sits down near him, a mead in his hand. He nods slightly in Ink's direction.
She waves a little, looking a big worried
Xinstari glances at the book Ink is reading. A smile almost curves his features. His hood is thrown back to show jagged scars and piercing, yellow eyes.
"I... Who... Who are you?"
"I am Xinsssstari. Sss... who are you?" he hisses in a gravelly voice.
"I... My name is.... Well... The people here call me Ink."
At this, Xinstari sisses slightly. "Ink? Sss... A fitting name, for one as dark in color asssss you."
She nods "My... A friend came up with it..."
His cold eyes seem to soften ever so slightly. "Sss... it issss... good to have friends. That time issss long passt for me, however. Enjoy it... while you can."
"I... Havent had very many.... What do you mean by its passed?"
At this, he waves his hand. "It isss a long tale. I do not wissssh to bore you, Sss... Ink, wassss it?"
"Thats what Im called, yeah... And I..... I.... I dont get bored very easily..."
Xinstari shakes his head. "You are young. You are... pure. Sss... I remember when I wassss like you. No longer. Thosssse days are long passst. And I am to blame for it. Sss..." Xinstari closes his eyes sadly.
At 'pure' she looks down, seemingly very worried or ashamed....
"Ssss. We have all made choices we regret, no? We have all done thingssss we wisssh we hadn't. It isss a fact of life. You may think your crimes are great. But, I doubt it..."
"I..... I cant tell anyone what Ive done.... IT stops me..."
"I do not ask for your life sssstory, little one, nor your darkessst ssssecretss.. I only asssk you do not think ill of me."
".... Alright.... Where are you from?"
"I am from a city that wassss called Ssstryk. It wassss... destroyed... many yearssss ago, in a great battle that is known today as the Burning of Sssstryk. I... wassss there. I ssssaw families being torn apart, children sssslaughtered. And I could do nothing."
"O-oh.... Im.... Im sorry....."
"It wassss long ago. Thosssse responssssible for it are dead by my hand." his eyes gleam coldly as he says this.
She shrinks down, more nervous "O.... Oh......"
"Sss. I will not harm you, child. I can promisssse you that."
*Xinstari: A large, black, heavily scarred Dragonborn of unknown origin.*
*currently I have
Enethia: Blonde elf woman with blue eyes, with a staff that has a bird perch on top, along with a spellbook at her side.
Ink: Black dragonborn-sea elf mix. Looks pretty constantly nervous
Tefeerinn: Blue hair human looking, with long sleeves and pants under black plate armor and a hood thats currently down with 1 ear very heavily mangled and scarred*
*Let's try our luck with Ink, shall we?*
*Alright* Ink is currently at a table reading a childrens educational book on animals
Xinstari notices Ink and sits down near him, a mead in his hand. He nods slightly in Ink's direction.
She waves a little, looking a big worried
Xinstari glances at the book Ink is reading. A smile almost curves his features. His hood is thrown back to show jagged scars and piercing, yellow eyes.
"I... Who... Who are you?"
"I am Xinsssstari. Sss... who are you?" he hisses in a gravelly voice.
"I... My name is.... Well... The people here call me Ink."
At this, Xinstari sisses slightly. "Ink? Sss... A fitting name, for one as dark in color asssss you."
She nods "My... A friend came up with it..."
His cold eyes seem to soften ever so slightly. "Sss... it issss... good to have friends. That time issss long passt for me, however. Enjoy it... while you can."
"I... Havent had very many.... What do you mean by its passed?"
At this, he waves his hand. "It isss a long tale. I do not wissssh to bore you, Sss... Ink, wassss it?"
"Thats what Im called, yeah... And I..... I.... I dont get bored very easily..."
Xinstari shakes his head. "You are young. You are... pure. Sss... I remember when I wassss like you. No longer. Thosssse days are long passst. And I am to blame for it. Sss..." Xinstari closes his eyes sadly.
At 'pure' she looks down, seemingly very worried or ashamed....
"Ssss. We have all made choices we regret, no? We have all done thingssss we wisssh we hadn't. It isss a fact of life. You may think your crimes are great. But, I doubt it..."
"I..... I cant tell anyone what Ive done.... IT stops me..."
"I do not ask for your life sssstory, little one, nor your darkessst ssssecretss.. I only asssk you do not think ill of me."
".... Alright.... Where are you from?"
"I am from a city that wassss called Ssstryk. It wassss... destroyed... many yearssss ago, in a great battle that is known today as the Burning of Sssstryk. I... wassss there. I ssssaw families being torn apart, children sssslaughtered. And I could do nothing."
"O-oh.... Im.... Im sorry....."
"It wassss long ago. Thosssse responssssible for it are dead by my hand." his eyes gleam coldly as he says this.
She shrinks down, more nervous "O.... Oh......"
"Sss. I will not harm you, child. I can promisssse you that."
"I.... They....."
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
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"I... Havent had very many.... What do you mean by its passed?"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
At this, he waves his hand. "It isss a long tale. I do not wissssh to bore you, Sss... Ink, wassss it?"
People die everyday. What's one more?
Hehe crossover go brrr
Chip Acolyte of the Cult of Potato Chips and professional droid thief.
Tefeerinn, are you okay?
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall.
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
"Thats what Im called, yeah... And I..... I.... I dont get bored very easily..."
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
No response...
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
Xinstari shakes his head. "You are young. You are... pure. Sss... I remember when I wassss like you. No longer. Thosssse days are long passst. And I am to blame for it. Sss..." Xinstari closes his eyes sadly.
People die everyday. What's one more?
Hehe crossover go brrr
Chip Acolyte of the Cult of Potato Chips and professional droid thief.
At 'pure' she looks down, seemingly very worried or ashamed....
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
"Ssss. We have all made choices we regret, no? We have all done thingssss we wisssh we hadn't. It isss a fact of life. You may think your crimes are great. But, I doubt it..."
People die everyday. What's one more?
Hehe crossover go brrr
Chip Acolyte of the Cult of Potato Chips and professional droid thief.
She walks over and shakes him gently.
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall.
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
"I..... I cant tell anyone what Ive done.... IT stops me..."
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
Charisma save pls
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
"I do not ask for your life sssstory, little one, nor your darkessst ssssecretss.. I only asssk you do not think ill of me."
People die everyday. What's one more?
Hehe crossover go brrr
Chip Acolyte of the Cult of Potato Chips and professional droid thief.
".... Alright.... Where are you from?"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
"I am from a city that wassss called Ssstryk. It wassss... destroyed... many yearssss ago, in a great battle that is known today as the Burning of Sssstryk. I... wassss there. I ssssaw families being torn apart, children sssslaughtered. And I could do nothing."
People die everyday. What's one more?
Hehe crossover go brrr
Chip Acolyte of the Cult of Potato Chips and professional droid thief.
"O-oh.... Im.... Im sorry....."
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
"It wassss long ago. Thosssse responssssible for it are dead by my hand." his eyes gleam coldly as he says this.
People die everyday. What's one more?
Hehe crossover go brrr
Chip Acolyte of the Cult of Potato Chips and professional droid thief.
She shrinks down, more nervous "O.... Oh......"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
"Sss. I will not harm you, child. I can promisssse you that."
People die everyday. What's one more?
Hehe crossover go brrr
Chip Acolyte of the Cult of Potato Chips and professional droid thief.
*BTW: Xinstari is 40 years old.*
People die everyday. What's one more?
Hehe crossover go brrr
Chip Acolyte of the Cult of Potato Chips and professional droid thief.
"I.... They....."
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)