*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....."
"What issss it, little one?" he rasps.
"I..... Its nothing....."
"Ssssomething layssss heavy on your mind. Ssssspeak." his eyes narrow slightly.
"........ I cant"
"Sssss. Why?"
"I... I wont..... I cant... It... I...... They......"
"Ssss. I will not force you, child. If you do not wissssh to sssspeak, you may sit in sssssilence."
*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....."
"What issss it, little one?" he rasps.
"I..... Its nothing....."
"Ssssomething layssss heavy on your mind. Ssssspeak." his eyes narrow slightly.
"........ I cant"
"Sssss. Why?"
"I... I wont..... I cant... It... I...... They......"
"Ssss. I will not force you, child. If you do not wissssh to sssspeak, you may sit in sssssilence."
*Kk.*
"I... Id rather talk about something else..."
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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)
"Pretty much, yeah. They also have some really cool cities"
"hmm... I would love to go."
"Its a really cool place. Oh!! I also got a new bird"
"what about your owl?"
"Roffigirrte? Him and Dakota get along pretty well."
"dakota? what type of bird?"
"Shes a kaya"
"kaya?"
"Its a large mountable bird from the world. Looks a bit like an ibis, and is pretty intelligent and aware of her surroundings"
"hmm.. my hawk may want to meet her. nice bird, but very shy"
"Are they your familiar?"
"no. a special friend. Their name is Fayad"
"I see... Where did you find them?"
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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."
"I.... They....."
"What issss it, little one?" he rasps.
"I..... Its nothing....."
"Ssssomething layssss heavy on your mind. Ssssspeak." his eyes narrow slightly.
"........ I cant"
"Sssss. Why?"
"I... I wont..... I cant... It... I...... They......"
"Ssss. I will not force you, child. If you do not wissssh to sssspeak, you may sit in sssssilence."
*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....."
"What issss it, little one?" he rasps.
"I..... Its nothing....."
"Ssssomething layssss heavy on your mind. Ssssspeak." his eyes narrow slightly.
"........ I cant"
"Sssss. Why?"
"I... I wont..... I cant... It... I...... They......"
"Ssss. I will not force you, child. If you do not wissssh to sssspeak, you may sit in sssssilence."
*Kk.*
"I... Id rather talk about something else..."
He nods his head. "Very well, little one."
"Have you... Ever been to the ocean?"
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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)
"Pretty much, yeah. They also have some really cool cities"
"hmm... I would love to go."
"Its a really cool place. Oh!! I also got a new bird"
"what about your owl?"
"Roffigirrte? Him and Dakota get along pretty well."
"dakota? what type of bird?"
"Shes a kaya"
"kaya?"
"Its a large mountable bird from the world. Looks a bit like an ibis, and is pretty intelligent and aware of her surroundings"
"hmm.. my hawk may want to meet her. nice bird, but very shy"
"Are they your familiar?"
"no. a special friend. Their name is Fayad"
"I see... Where did you find them?"
" they found me. 200 years ago"
"Where?"
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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."
"I.... They....."
"What issss it, little one?" he rasps.
"I..... Its nothing....."
"Ssssomething layssss heavy on your mind. Ssssspeak." his eyes narrow slightly.
"........ I cant"
"Sssss. Why?"
"I... I wont..... I cant... It... I...... They......"
"Ssss. I will not force you, child. If you do not wissssh to sssspeak, you may sit in sssssilence."
*Kk.*
"I... Id rather talk about something else..."
He nods his head. "Very well, little one."
"Have you... Ever been to the ocean?"
At this, his eyes go cold. "Many yearsss ago, when I wassss young and thought myself invincccccible. Ssss.... Have you ever heard.... of the Dragon's Revenge? (Just made it up)
*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....."
"What issss it, little one?" he rasps.
"I..... Its nothing....."
"Ssssomething layssss heavy on your mind. Ssssspeak." his eyes narrow slightly.
"........ I cant"
"Sssss. Why?"
"I... I wont..... I cant... It... I...... They......"
"Ssss. I will not force you, child. If you do not wissssh to sssspeak, you may sit in sssssilence."
*Kk.*
"I... Id rather talk about something else..."
He nods his head. "Very well, little one."
"Have you... Ever been to the ocean?"
At this, his eyes go cold. "Many yearsss ago, when I wassss young and thought myself invincccccible. Ssss.... Have you ever heard.... of the Dragon's Revenge? (Just made it up)
"No...."
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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)
"feywild. I was an idiot, got lost. Fayad saved me"
"Ah, interesting. The feywild of which world?"*cause the feywild is a refectory plane*
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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)
"feywild. I was an idiot, got lost. Fayad saved me"
"Ah, interesting. The feywild of which world?"*cause the feywild is a refectory plane*
"hmmm.... I think it was abeir?"
"Huh.... Anything special? Or just a normal hawk?"
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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)
At this, his eyes go cold. "Many yearsss ago, when I wassss young and thought myself invincccccible. Ssss.... Have you ever heard.... of the Dragon's Revenge? (Just made it up)
"No...."
"I wasssss... onccce part of a collection of warriorsss known as the Vinaru. We were... feared and resssspected throughout the realm. Sss... there wasssss a... warrior. Mornom. Sss.. He issss bessst known assss the Orc who ssssacked Izzzizzz. We were tassssked with dealing with Mornom. Sss. On our voyage to Mornom's fortressssss we losssst many. We sssset out with a hundred warriorsssss. We returned with five."
*Kk.*
People die everyday. What's one more?
Hehe crossover go brrr
Chip Acolyte of the Cult of Potato Chips and professional droid thief.
"no. a special friend. Their name is Fayad"
N/A
"I... Id rather talk about something else..."
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 see... Where did you find them?"
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)
He nods his head. "Very well, little one."
People die everyday. What's one more?
Hehe crossover go brrr
Chip Acolyte of the Cult of Potato Chips and professional droid thief.
" they found me. 200 years ago"
N/A
"Have you... Ever been to the ocean?"
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!
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"Where?"
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!
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Yorac is reading.
Amna is reclined in a chair with his eyes closed.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
At this, his eyes go cold. "Many yearsss ago, when I wassss young and thought myself invincccccible. Ssss.... Have you ever heard.... of the Dragon's Revenge? (Just made it up)
People die everyday. What's one more?
Hehe crossover go brrr
Chip Acolyte of the Cult of Potato Chips and professional droid thief.
"feywild. I was an idiot, got lost. Fayad saved me"
N/A
"No...."
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!
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*CUT THE CHAINS*
N/A
*please*
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
"Ah, interesting. The feywild of which world?"*cause the feywild is a refectory plane*
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)
"hmmm.... I think it was abeir?"
N/A
"Huh.... Anything special? Or just a normal hawk?"
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 wasssss... onccce part of a collection of warriorsss known as the Vinaru. We were... feared and resssspected throughout the realm. Sss... there wasssss a... warrior. Mornom. Sss.. He issss bessst known assss the Orc who ssssacked Izzzizzz. We were tassssked with dealing with Mornom. Sss. On our voyage to Mornom's fortressssss we losssst many. We sssset out with a hundred warriorsssss. We returned with five."
People die everyday. What's one more?
Hehe crossover go brrr
Chip Acolyte of the Cult of Potato Chips and professional droid thief.
"its.. Fayad can understand common and sylvan, and is probably smarter than kalnor. other than that, no"
N/A
Isaiah is reading
Jonas is packng crates back into his ship
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I am failure and perfection
Without grace, but I am tired
Of walking life like it's a wire