*this entire convo is now in the bluecorp database*
the eladrin is furiously writing away as Krathian speaks
"What are you writing?"
who are you?I want name, and identity. If I do not get an answer in 30 seconds I will send a magical shockwave through this telepathic channel.
"Calm thyself, I am Krathian, the man conversing with the Deva. The fury of your writing piqued my curiosity. I apologize for the intrusion"
he nods
my name is zya. It is my pleasure to meet you.
"I assure you, the ... pleasure is all mine. So... what are you writing?"
that is sadly private information.
"I ... see" He give an offhanded ok sign while conversing with Tayvaria, showing the eye in his palm in a feeble stab at humor.
the eye.....you are a ezadiq, no?
"Ezadiq? No...no, it is a result of magical tampering. A ... mentor of mine gave it to me. Out of ... curiosity, what is an ... Ezadiq? I'm afraid I am unfamiliar with the term."
*What is the bluecorp database*
ahh, I constantly forget that others do not speak the same archaic languages as I do. Ezadiq roughly translates into he who makes a deal with an unseeing, or an eldritch horror.
*it is... I would ask chris the soulcaster mage for info on that. its not commonly known though, so....*
"Ah... Well horror is not entirely accurate. He is more of a librarian. He prizes information like a scholar prizes his books."
is he from the far realm?
(He is from a realm that is far, yes, but I do not believe that it is the same place. The best equivalent in this language is a pocket dimension, or demiplane. He calls it a … Veyrg … however … and it is much larger than those commonly found)
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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.
*this entire convo is now in the bluecorp database*
the eladrin is furiously writing away as Krathian speaks
"What are you writing?"
who are you?I want name, and identity. If I do not get an answer in 30 seconds I will send a magical shockwave through this telepathic channel.
"Calm thyself, I am Krathian, the man conversing with the Deva. The fury of your writing piqued my curiosity. I apologize for the intrusion"
he nods
my name is zya. It is my pleasure to meet you.
"I assure you, the ... pleasure is all mine. So... what are you writing?"
that is sadly private information.
"I ... see" He give an offhanded ok sign while conversing with Tayvaria, showing the eye in his palm in a feeble stab at humor.
the eye.....you are a ezadiq, no?
"Ezadiq? No...no, it is a result of magical tampering. A ... mentor of mine gave it to me. Out of ... curiosity, what is an ... Ezadiq? I'm afraid I am unfamiliar with the term."
*What is the bluecorp database*
ahh, I constantly forget that others do not speak the same archaic languages as I do. Ezadiq roughly translates into he who makes a deal with an unseeing, or an eldritch horror.
*it is... I would ask chris the soulcaster mage for info on that. its not commonly known though, so....*
"Ah... Well horror is not entirely accurate. He is more of a librarian. He prizes information like a scholar prizes his books."
is he from the far realm?
(He is from a realm that is far, yes, but I do not believe that it is the same place. The best equivalent in this language is a pocket dimension, or demiplane. He calls it a … Veyrg … however … and it is much larger than those commonly found)
if the language died off less than 7 thousand years ago or exists in the known multiverse, I probably know it.
A tall man in a trenchcoat and wide-brimmed hat walks into the tavern. What looks like a black octopus rides on his shoulder, and he appears to mutter a few words to it before sitting down at the bar and ordering scotch. The octopus...thing crawls off his shoulder and begins to slurp out of the glass.
A deva with long silvery hair waves to them "Hello...."
He turns toward him, inclines his head, and raises his eyebrows. "Hello there."
The deva then picks up a snatch of telepathic conversation...
"Imagine the secrets this god-walker must hold..."
"Not now Q'ilbrith..."
The man makes a dismissive gesture at the octopus thing and the deva notices an eye set in the palm of his hand.
"God-walker...? Whats that eye? Whats your name?"
He breaks out into a smile. "I apologize for my companion, he has no filter. As for the eye, it was part of an old debt that I'm still paying. I am Krathian, and if you will do me the honor of giving me your name, I would be happy to buy you a drink."
"I am Tayvaria... That which remains. Who is the debt to?"
"An old mentor of mine from the academy, skilled in transmutation magic. He gave me an uncommon ... affinity for magic, in exchange for an eye through which he could watch at will. He is rather ... cloistered, and so I am his link to the outside world ... but enough about me, 'That which remains?' Quite an ... impressive title. For what was it bestowed?"
"I've heard better"
Krathian rolls his eyes
"You need not be so blase, Q'ilbrith."
"I... Am unsure... My goddess hasnt told me"
"Whom might that godess be? Perhaps ... I have heard of them."
He takes the scotch from Q'ilbrith and takes a sip. It slaps his hand with a tentacle. If an octopus thingy could look annoyed, this one certainly does.
"Shes called Benefactress...
"Hmmm ... Benefactress ... I am afraid I am unfamiliar with that particular deity. So ... she gave you the title?"
She nods "The title is simply a translation of my name..."
"Tayvaria... is that celestial? Also ... why did it remind you of my debt?"
"It is... Not any currently spoken language...."
"Ah, currently spoken... interesting. Still, when you ... told me your name ... you said that it reminded you of my debt ... and asked to whom I was indebted. Do you ... also owe the Benefactress a debt?"
"I do not"
“I would … beg to differ. She has … withheld the meaning of your name … no?”
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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.
*this entire convo is now in the bluecorp database*
the eladrin is furiously writing away as Krathian speaks
"What are you writing?"
who are you?I want name, and identity. If I do not get an answer in 30 seconds I will send a magical shockwave through this telepathic channel.
"Calm thyself, I am Krathian, the man conversing with the Deva. The fury of your writing piqued my curiosity. I apologize for the intrusion"
he nods
my name is zya. It is my pleasure to meet you.
"I assure you, the ... pleasure is all mine. So... what are you writing?"
that is sadly private information.
"I ... see" He give an offhanded ok sign while conversing with Tayvaria, showing the eye in his palm in a feeble stab at humor.
the eye.....you are a ezadiq, no?
"Ezadiq? No...no, it is a result of magical tampering. A ... mentor of mine gave it to me. Out of ... curiosity, what is an ... Ezadiq? I'm afraid I am unfamiliar with the term."
*What is the bluecorp database*
ahh, I constantly forget that others do not speak the same archaic languages as I do. Ezadiq roughly translates into he who makes a deal with an unseeing, or an eldritch horror.
*it is... I would ask chris the soulcaster mage for info on that. its not commonly known though, so....*
"Ah... Well horror is not entirely accurate. He is more of a librarian. He prizes information like a scholar prizes his books."
is he from the far realm?
(He is from a realm that is far, yes, but I do not believe that it is the same place. The best equivalent in this language is a pocket dimension, or demiplane. He calls it a … Veyrg … however … and it is much larger than those commonly found)
if the language died off less than 7 thousand years ago or exists in the known multiverse, I probably know it.
(I apologize to you, it died off longer ago. I am from an old … old plane. It bore the name Mardioch. I fled at the end. It was … glorious … seeing the sky sunder its firmament and time and even existence itself tear at the seams. I was the only one who had become aware of the existence of other worlds … actually. So I am the only survivor. Do not think that because of this I am over seven-thousand, though) the hand-eye winked, or blinked, its hard to tell when there’s only one. (Time … moved differently on my plane. I am only seven and forty of your years)
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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.
*this entire convo is now in the bluecorp database*
the eladrin is furiously writing away as Krathian speaks
"What are you writing?"
who are you?I want name, and identity. If I do not get an answer in 30 seconds I will send a magical shockwave through this telepathic channel.
"Calm thyself, I am Krathian, the man conversing with the Deva. The fury of your writing piqued my curiosity. I apologize for the intrusion"
he nods
my name is zya. It is my pleasure to meet you.
"I assure you, the ... pleasure is all mine. So... what are you writing?"
that is sadly private information.
"I ... see" He give an offhanded ok sign while conversing with Tayvaria, showing the eye in his palm in a feeble stab at humor.
the eye.....you are a ezadiq, no?
"Ezadiq? No...no, it is a result of magical tampering. A ... mentor of mine gave it to me. Out of ... curiosity, what is an ... Ezadiq? I'm afraid I am unfamiliar with the term."
*What is the bluecorp database*
ahh, I constantly forget that others do not speak the same archaic languages as I do. Ezadiq roughly translates into he who makes a deal with an unseeing, or an eldritch horror.
*it is... I would ask chris the soulcaster mage for info on that. its not commonly known though, so....*
"Ah... Well horror is not entirely accurate. He is more of a librarian. He prizes information like a scholar prizes his books."
is he from the far realm?
(He is from a realm that is far, yes, but I do not believe that it is the same place. The best equivalent in this language is a pocket dimension, or demiplane. He calls it a … Veyrg … however … and it is much larger than those commonly found)
if the language died off less than 7 thousand years ago or exists in the known multiverse, I probably know it.
(I apologize to you, it died off longer ago. I am from an old … old plane. It bore the name Mardioch. I fled at the end. It was … glorious … seeing the sky sunder its firmament and time and even existence itself tear at the seams. I was the only one who had become aware of the existence of other worlds … actually. So I am the only survivor. Do not think that because of this I am over seven-thousand, though) the hand-eye winked, or blinked, its hard to tell when there’s only one. (Time … moved differently on my plane. I am only seven and forty of your years)
*this entire convo is now in the bluecorp database*
the eladrin is furiously writing away as Krathian speaks
"What are you writing?"
who are you?I want name, and identity. If I do not get an answer in 30 seconds I will send a magical shockwave through this telepathic channel.
"Calm thyself, I am Krathian, the man conversing with the Deva. The fury of your writing piqued my curiosity. I apologize for the intrusion"
he nods
my name is zya. It is my pleasure to meet you.
"I assure you, the ... pleasure is all mine. So... what are you writing?"
that is sadly private information.
"I ... see" He give an offhanded ok sign while conversing with Tayvaria, showing the eye in his palm in a feeble stab at humor.
the eye.....you are a ezadiq, no?
"Ezadiq? No...no, it is a result of magical tampering. A ... mentor of mine gave it to me. Out of ... curiosity, what is an ... Ezadiq? I'm afraid I am unfamiliar with the term."
*What is the bluecorp database*
ahh, I constantly forget that others do not speak the same archaic languages as I do. Ezadiq roughly translates into he who makes a deal with an unseeing, or an eldritch horror.
*it is... I would ask chris the soulcaster mage for info on that. its not commonly known though, so....*
"Ah... Well horror is not entirely accurate. He is more of a librarian. He prizes information like a scholar prizes his books."
is he from the far realm?
(He is from a realm that is far, yes, but I do not believe that it is the same place. The best equivalent in this language is a pocket dimension, or demiplane. He calls it a … Veyrg … however … and it is much larger than those commonly found)
if the language died off less than 7 thousand years ago or exists in the known multiverse, I probably know it.
(I apologize to you, it died off longer ago. I am from an old … old plane. It bore the name Mardioch. I fled at the end. It was … glorious … seeing the sky sunder its firmament and time and even existence itself tear at the seams. I was the only one who had become aware of the existence of other worlds … actually. So I am the only survivor. Do not think that because of this I am over seven-thousand, though) the hand-eye winked, or blinked, its hard to tell when there’s only one. (Time … moved differently on my plane. I am only seven and forty of your years)
alright. quite... intriguing
(Indeed … where did you learn so many languages … Zya?)
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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.
*this entire convo is now in the bluecorp database*
the eladrin is furiously writing away as Krathian speaks
"What are you writing?"
who are you?I want name, and identity. If I do not get an answer in 30 seconds I will send a magical shockwave through this telepathic channel.
"Calm thyself, I am Krathian, the man conversing with the Deva. The fury of your writing piqued my curiosity. I apologize for the intrusion"
he nods
my name is zya. It is my pleasure to meet you.
"I assure you, the ... pleasure is all mine. So... what are you writing?"
that is sadly private information.
"I ... see" He give an offhanded ok sign while conversing with Tayvaria, showing the eye in his palm in a feeble stab at humor.
the eye.....you are a ezadiq, no?
"Ezadiq? No...no, it is a result of magical tampering. A ... mentor of mine gave it to me. Out of ... curiosity, what is an ... Ezadiq? I'm afraid I am unfamiliar with the term."
*What is the bluecorp database*
ahh, I constantly forget that others do not speak the same archaic languages as I do. Ezadiq roughly translates into he who makes a deal with an unseeing, or an eldritch horror.
*it is... I would ask chris the soulcaster mage for info on that. its not commonly known though, so....*
"Ah... Well horror is not entirely accurate. He is more of a librarian. He prizes information like a scholar prizes his books."
is he from the far realm?
(He is from a realm that is far, yes, but I do not believe that it is the same place. The best equivalent in this language is a pocket dimension, or demiplane. He calls it a … Veyrg … however … and it is much larger than those commonly found)
if the language died off less than 7 thousand years ago or exists in the known multiverse, I probably know it.
(I apologize to you, it died off longer ago. I am from an old … old plane. It bore the name Mardioch. I fled at the end. It was … glorious … seeing the sky sunder its firmament and time and even existence itself tear at the seams. I was the only one who had become aware of the existence of other worlds … actually. So I am the only survivor. Do not think that because of this I am over seven-thousand, though) the hand-eye winked, or blinked, its hard to tell when there’s only one. (Time … moved differently on my plane. I am only seven and forty of your years)
alright. quite... intriguing
(Indeed … where did you learn so many languages … Zya?)
Atemos sleds off the roof and crashes into the nearby tree. "AHHHHHHHHHH!" He falls out of the tree with a crash, before standing up, dusting himself off, and climbing back onto the roof.
"Um... Maybe you should stop sledding off of the roof? I don't want to have to get a cat up there."
Atemos waves his sled. "Don't you dare."
"Okay... Have the arguments about Zal stopped yet?"
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The Circle of Hedgehogs Druid Beholder/Animated Armor Level -20 Bardof the OIADSB Cult, here are our rules.Sig.Also a sauce council member, but it's been dead for a while.
*this entire convo is now in the bluecorp database*
the eladrin is furiously writing away as Krathian speaks
"What are you writing?"
who are you?I want name, and identity. If I do not get an answer in 30 seconds I will send a magical shockwave through this telepathic channel.
"Calm thyself, I am Krathian, the man conversing with the Deva. The fury of your writing piqued my curiosity. I apologize for the intrusion"
he nods
my name is zya. It is my pleasure to meet you.
"I assure you, the ... pleasure is all mine. So... what are you writing?"
that is sadly private information.
"I ... see" He give an offhanded ok sign while conversing with Tayvaria, showing the eye in his palm in a feeble stab at humor.
the eye.....you are a ezadiq, no?
"Ezadiq? No...no, it is a result of magical tampering. A ... mentor of mine gave it to me. Out of ... curiosity, what is an ... Ezadiq? I'm afraid I am unfamiliar with the term."
*What is the bluecorp database*
ahh, I constantly forget that others do not speak the same archaic languages as I do. Ezadiq roughly translates into he who makes a deal with an unseeing, or an eldritch horror.
*it is... I would ask chris the soulcaster mage for info on that. its not commonly known though, so....*
"Ah... Well horror is not entirely accurate. He is more of a librarian. He prizes information like a scholar prizes his books."
is he from the far realm?
(He is from a realm that is far, yes, but I do not believe that it is the same place. The best equivalent in this language is a pocket dimension, or demiplane. He calls it a … Veyrg … however … and it is much larger than those commonly found)
if the language died off less than 7 thousand years ago or exists in the known multiverse, I probably know it.
(I apologize to you, it died off longer ago. I am from an old … old plane. It bore the name Mardioch. I fled at the end. It was … glorious … seeing the sky sunder its firmament and time and even existence itself tear at the seams. I was the only one who had become aware of the existence of other worlds … actually. So I am the only survivor. Do not think that because of this I am over seven-thousand, though) the hand-eye winked, or blinked, its hard to tell when there’s only one. (Time … moved differently on my plane. I am only seven and forty of your years)
alright. quite... intriguing
(Indeed … where did you learn so many languages … Zya?)
I am a scholar by trade
(And you study … languages?)
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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.
*this entire convo is now in the bluecorp database*
the eladrin is furiously writing away as Krathian speaks
"What are you writing?"
who are you?I want name, and identity. If I do not get an answer in 30 seconds I will send a magical shockwave through this telepathic channel.
"Calm thyself, I am Krathian, the man conversing with the Deva. The fury of your writing piqued my curiosity. I apologize for the intrusion"
he nods
my name is zya. It is my pleasure to meet you.
"I assure you, the ... pleasure is all mine. So... what are you writing?"
that is sadly private information.
"I ... see" He give an offhanded ok sign while conversing with Tayvaria, showing the eye in his palm in a feeble stab at humor.
the eye.....you are a ezadiq, no?
"Ezadiq? No...no, it is a result of magical tampering. A ... mentor of mine gave it to me. Out of ... curiosity, what is an ... Ezadiq? I'm afraid I am unfamiliar with the term."
*What is the bluecorp database*
ahh, I constantly forget that others do not speak the same archaic languages as I do. Ezadiq roughly translates into he who makes a deal with an unseeing, or an eldritch horror.
*it is... I would ask chris the soulcaster mage for info on that. its not commonly known though, so....*
"Ah... Well horror is not entirely accurate. He is more of a librarian. He prizes information like a scholar prizes his books."
is he from the far realm?
(He is from a realm that is far, yes, but I do not believe that it is the same place. The best equivalent in this language is a pocket dimension, or demiplane. He calls it a … Veyrg … however … and it is much larger than those commonly found)
if the language died off less than 7 thousand years ago or exists in the known multiverse, I probably know it.
(I apologize to you, it died off longer ago. I am from an old … old plane. It bore the name Mardioch. I fled at the end. It was … glorious … seeing the sky sunder its firmament and time and even existence itself tear at the seams. I was the only one who had become aware of the existence of other worlds … actually. So I am the only survivor. Do not think that because of this I am over seven-thousand, though) the hand-eye winked, or blinked, its hard to tell when there’s only one. (Time … moved differently on my plane. I am only seven and forty of your years)
alright. quite... intriguing
(Indeed … where did you learn so many languages … Zya?)
I am a scholar by trade
(And you study … languages?)
no. I study everything, and languages are included in that package
*this entire convo is now in the bluecorp database*
the eladrin is furiously writing away as Krathian speaks
"What are you writing?"
who are you?I want name, and identity. If I do not get an answer in 30 seconds I will send a magical shockwave through this telepathic channel.
"Calm thyself, I am Krathian, the man conversing with the Deva. The fury of your writing piqued my curiosity. I apologize for the intrusion"
he nods
my name is zya. It is my pleasure to meet you.
"I assure you, the ... pleasure is all mine. So... what are you writing?"
that is sadly private information.
"I ... see" He give an offhanded ok sign while conversing with Tayvaria, showing the eye in his palm in a feeble stab at humor.
the eye.....you are a ezadiq, no?
"Ezadiq? No...no, it is a result of magical tampering. A ... mentor of mine gave it to me. Out of ... curiosity, what is an ... Ezadiq? I'm afraid I am unfamiliar with the term."
*What is the bluecorp database*
ahh, I constantly forget that others do not speak the same archaic languages as I do. Ezadiq roughly translates into he who makes a deal with an unseeing, or an eldritch horror.
*it is... I would ask chris the soulcaster mage for info on that. its not commonly known though, so....*
"Ah... Well horror is not entirely accurate. He is more of a librarian. He prizes information like a scholar prizes his books."
is he from the far realm?
(He is from a realm that is far, yes, but I do not believe that it is the same place. The best equivalent in this language is a pocket dimension, or demiplane. He calls it a … Veyrg … however … and it is much larger than those commonly found)
if the language died off less than 7 thousand years ago or exists in the known multiverse, I probably know it.
(I apologize to you, it died off longer ago. I am from an old … old plane. It bore the name Mardioch. I fled at the end. It was … glorious … seeing the sky sunder its firmament and time and even existence itself tear at the seams. I was the only one who had become aware of the existence of other worlds … actually. So I am the only survivor. Do not think that because of this I am over seven-thousand, though) the hand-eye winked, or blinked, its hard to tell when there’s only one. (Time … moved differently on my plane. I am only seven and forty of your years)
alright. quite... intriguing
(Indeed … where did you learn so many languages … Zya?)
I am a scholar by trade
(And you study … languages?)
no. I study everything, and languages are included in that package
(Hmm…)
(I’m thirsty)
(Q’ilbrith, you just drank your body mass in scotch)
(You drank half of it) Krathian gave the octopus-thingy a glare and ordered another scotch, which it greedily seized with its tentacles and began to slurp.
(My … apologies for my companion’s behavior…) Krathian indicates the octopus-thingy (He has … had a long day’s … night.)
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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.
Atemos sleds off the roof and crashes into the nearby tree. "AHHHHHHHHHH!" He falls out of the tree with a crash, before standing up, dusting himself off, and climbing back onto the roof.
"Um... Maybe you should stop sledding off of the roof? I don't want to have to get a cat up there."
Atemos waves his sled. "Don't you dare."
"Okay... Have the arguments about Zal stopped yet?"
"I uh... What do you mean?" Atemos shuffles slightly.
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Atemos sleds off the roof and crashes into the nearby tree. "AHHHHHHHHHH!" He falls out of the tree with a crash, before standing up, dusting himself off, and climbing back onto the roof.
"Um... Maybe you should stop sledding off of the roof? I don't want to have to get a cat up there."
Atemos waves his sled. "Don't you dare."
"Okay... Have the arguments about Zal stopped yet?"
"I uh... What do you mean?" Atemos shuffles slightly.
"Wasn't there a controversy between you and Astara because both of you wanted to become his parent?"
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The Circle of Hedgehogs Druid Beholder/Animated Armor Level -20 Bardof the OIADSB Cult, here are our rules.Sig.Also a sauce council member, but it's been dead for a while.
*this entire convo is now in the bluecorp database*
the eladrin is furiously writing away as Krathian speaks
"What are you writing?"
who are you?I want name, and identity. If I do not get an answer in 30 seconds I will send a magical shockwave through this telepathic channel.
"Calm thyself, I am Krathian, the man conversing with the Deva. The fury of your writing piqued my curiosity. I apologize for the intrusion"
he nods
my name is zya. It is my pleasure to meet you.
"I assure you, the ... pleasure is all mine. So... what are you writing?"
that is sadly private information.
"I ... see" He give an offhanded ok sign while conversing with Tayvaria, showing the eye in his palm in a feeble stab at humor.
the eye.....you are a ezadiq, no?
"Ezadiq? No...no, it is a result of magical tampering. A ... mentor of mine gave it to me. Out of ... curiosity, what is an ... Ezadiq? I'm afraid I am unfamiliar with the term."
*What is the bluecorp database*
ahh, I constantly forget that others do not speak the same archaic languages as I do. Ezadiq roughly translates into he who makes a deal with an unseeing, or an eldritch horror.
*it is... I would ask chris the soulcaster mage for info on that. its not commonly known though, so....*
"Ah... Well horror is not entirely accurate. He is more of a librarian. He prizes information like a scholar prizes his books."
is he from the far realm?
(He is from a realm that is far, yes, but I do not believe that it is the same place. The best equivalent in this language is a pocket dimension, or demiplane. He calls it a … Veyrg … however … and it is much larger than those commonly found)
if the language died off less than 7 thousand years ago or exists in the known multiverse, I probably know it.
(I apologize to you, it died off longer ago. I am from an old … old plane. It bore the name Mardioch. I fled at the end. It was … glorious … seeing the sky sunder its firmament and time and even existence itself tear at the seams. I was the only one who had become aware of the existence of other worlds … actually. So I am the only survivor. Do not think that because of this I am over seven-thousand, though) the hand-eye winked, or blinked, its hard to tell when there’s only one. (Time … moved differently on my plane. I am only seven and forty of your years)
alright. quite... intriguing
(Indeed … where did you learn so many languages … Zya?)
I am a scholar by trade
(And you study … languages?)
no. I study everything, and languages are included in that package
(Hmm…)
(I’m thirsty)
(Q’ilbrith, you just drank your body mass in scotch)
(You drank half of it) Krathian gave the octopus-thingy a glare and ordered another scotch, which it greedily seized with its tentacles and began to slurp.
(My … apologies for my companion’s behavior…) Krathian indicates the octopus-thingy (He has … had a long day’s … night.)
*this entire convo is now in the bluecorp database*
the eladrin is furiously writing away as Krathian speaks
"What are you writing?"
who are you?I want name, and identity. If I do not get an answer in 30 seconds I will send a magical shockwave through this telepathic channel.
"Calm thyself, I am Krathian, the man conversing with the Deva. The fury of your writing piqued my curiosity. I apologize for the intrusion"
he nods
my name is zya. It is my pleasure to meet you.
"I assure you, the ... pleasure is all mine. So... what are you writing?"
that is sadly private information.
"I ... see" He give an offhanded ok sign while conversing with Tayvaria, showing the eye in his palm in a feeble stab at humor.
the eye.....you are a ezadiq, no?
"Ezadiq? No...no, it is a result of magical tampering. A ... mentor of mine gave it to me. Out of ... curiosity, what is an ... Ezadiq? I'm afraid I am unfamiliar with the term."
*What is the bluecorp database*
ahh, I constantly forget that others do not speak the same archaic languages as I do. Ezadiq roughly translates into he who makes a deal with an unseeing, or an eldritch horror.
*it is... I would ask chris the soulcaster mage for info on that. its not commonly known though, so....*
"Ah... Well horror is not entirely accurate. He is more of a librarian. He prizes information like a scholar prizes his books."
is he from the far realm?
(He is from a realm that is far, yes, but I do not believe that it is the same place. The best equivalent in this language is a pocket dimension, or demiplane. He calls it a … Veyrg … however … and it is much larger than those commonly found)
if the language died off less than 7 thousand years ago or exists in the known multiverse, I probably know it.
(I apologize to you, it died off longer ago. I am from an old … old plane. It bore the name Mardioch. I fled at the end. It was … glorious … seeing the sky sunder its firmament and time and even existence itself tear at the seams. I was the only one who had become aware of the existence of other worlds … actually. So I am the only survivor. Do not think that because of this I am over seven-thousand, though) the hand-eye winked, or blinked, its hard to tell when there’s only one. (Time … moved differently on my plane. I am only seven and forty of your years)
alright. quite... intriguing
(Indeed … where did you learn so many languages … Zya?)
I am a scholar by trade
(And you study … languages?)
no. I study everything, and languages are included in that package
(Hmm…)
(I’m thirsty)
(Q’ilbrith, you just drank your body mass in scotch)
(You drank half of it) Krathian gave the octopus-thingy a glare and ordered another scotch, which it greedily seized with its tentacles and began to slurp.
(My … apologies for my companion’s behavior…) Krathian indicates the octopus-thingy (He has … had a long day’s … night.)
zya just nods
(What … planes have you seen… Zya?)
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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.
(Q’ilbrith, you just drank your body mass in scotch)
(You drank half of it) Krathian gave the octopus-thingy a glare and ordered another scotch, which it greedily seized with its tentacles and began to slurp.
(My … apologies for my companion’s behavior…) Krathian indicates the octopus-thingy (He has … had a long day’s … night.)
zya just nods
(What … planes have you seen… Zya?)
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The Circle of Hedgehogs Druid Beholder/Animated Armor Level -20 Bardof the OIADSB Cult, here are our rules.Sig.Also a sauce council member, but it's been dead for a while.
*this entire convo is now in the bluecorp database*
the eladrin is furiously writing away as Krathian speaks
"What are you writing?"
who are you?I want name, and identity. If I do not get an answer in 30 seconds I will send a magical shockwave through this telepathic channel.
"Calm thyself, I am Krathian, the man conversing with the Deva. The fury of your writing piqued my curiosity. I apologize for the intrusion"
he nods
my name is zya. It is my pleasure to meet you.
"I assure you, the ... pleasure is all mine. So... what are you writing?"
that is sadly private information.
"I ... see" He give an offhanded ok sign while conversing with Tayvaria, showing the eye in his palm in a feeble stab at humor.
the eye.....you are a ezadiq, no?
"Ezadiq? No...no, it is a result of magical tampering. A ... mentor of mine gave it to me. Out of ... curiosity, what is an ... Ezadiq? I'm afraid I am unfamiliar with the term."
*What is the bluecorp database*
ahh, I constantly forget that others do not speak the same archaic languages as I do. Ezadiq roughly translates into he who makes a deal with an unseeing, or an eldritch horror.
*it is... I would ask chris the soulcaster mage for info on that. its not commonly known though, so....*
"Ah... Well horror is not entirely accurate. He is more of a librarian. He prizes information like a scholar prizes his books."
is he from the far realm?
(He is from a realm that is far, yes, but I do not believe that it is the same place. The best equivalent in this language is a pocket dimension, or demiplane. He calls it a … Veyrg … however … and it is much larger than those commonly found)
if the language died off less than 7 thousand years ago or exists in the known multiverse, I probably know it.
(I apologize to you, it died off longer ago. I am from an old … old plane. It bore the name Mardioch. I fled at the end. It was … glorious … seeing the sky sunder its firmament and time and even existence itself tear at the seams. I was the only one who had become aware of the existence of other worlds … actually. So I am the only survivor. Do not think that because of this I am over seven-thousand, though) the hand-eye winked, or blinked, its hard to tell when there’s only one. (Time … moved differently on my plane. I am only seven and forty of your years)
alright. quite... intriguing
(Indeed … where did you learn so many languages … Zya?)
I am a scholar by trade
(And you study … languages?)
no. I study everything, and languages are included in that package
(Hmm…)
(I’m thirsty)
(Q’ilbrith, you just drank your body mass in scotch)
(You drank half of it) Krathian gave the octopus-thingy a glare and ordered another scotch, which it greedily seized with its tentacles and began to slurp.
(My … apologies for my companion’s behavior…) Krathian indicates the octopus-thingy (He has … had a long day’s … night.)
Atemos sleds off the roof and crashes into the nearby tree. "AHHHHHHHHHH!" He falls out of the tree with a crash, before standing up, dusting himself off, and climbing back onto the roof.
"Um... Maybe you should stop sledding off of the roof? I don't want to have to get a cat up there."
Atemos waves his sled. "Don't you dare."
"Okay... Have the arguments about Zal stopped yet?"
"I uh... What do you mean?" Atemos shuffles slightly.
"Wasn't there a controversy between you and Astara because both of you wanted to become his parent?"
"Yea....."
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Atemos sleds off the roof and crashes into the nearby tree. "AHHHHHHHHHH!" He falls out of the tree with a crash, before standing up, dusting himself off, and climbing back onto the roof.
"Um... Maybe you should stop sledding off of the roof? I don't want to have to get a cat up there."
Atemos waves his sled. "Don't you dare."
"Okay... Have the arguments about Zal stopped yet?"
"I uh... What do you mean?" Atemos shuffles slightly.
"Wasn't there a controversy between you and Astara because both of you wanted to become his parent?"
"Yea....."
"It's over, right?"
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The Circle of Hedgehogs Druid Beholder/Animated Armor Level -20 Bardof the OIADSB Cult, here are our rules.Sig.Also a sauce council member, but it's been dead for a while.
*this entire convo is now in the bluecorp database*
the eladrin is furiously writing away as Krathian speaks
"What are you writing?"
who are you?I want name, and identity. If I do not get an answer in 30 seconds I will send a magical shockwave through this telepathic channel.
"Calm thyself, I am Krathian, the man conversing with the Deva. The fury of your writing piqued my curiosity. I apologize for the intrusion"
he nods
my name is zya. It is my pleasure to meet you.
"I assure you, the ... pleasure is all mine. So... what are you writing?"
that is sadly private information.
"I ... see" He give an offhanded ok sign while conversing with Tayvaria, showing the eye in his palm in a feeble stab at humor.
the eye.....you are a ezadiq, no?
"Ezadiq? No...no, it is a result of magical tampering. A ... mentor of mine gave it to me. Out of ... curiosity, what is an ... Ezadiq? I'm afraid I am unfamiliar with the term."
*What is the bluecorp database*
ahh, I constantly forget that others do not speak the same archaic languages as I do. Ezadiq roughly translates into he who makes a deal with an unseeing, or an eldritch horror.
*it is... I would ask chris the soulcaster mage for info on that. its not commonly known though, so....*
"Ah... Well horror is not entirely accurate. He is more of a librarian. He prizes information like a scholar prizes his books."
is he from the far realm?
(He is from a realm that is far, yes, but I do not believe that it is the same place. The best equivalent in this language is a pocket dimension, or demiplane. He calls it a … Veyrg … however … and it is much larger than those commonly found)
if the language died off less than 7 thousand years ago or exists in the known multiverse, I probably know it.
(I apologize to you, it died off longer ago. I am from an old … old plane. It bore the name Mardioch. I fled at the end. It was … glorious … seeing the sky sunder its firmament and time and even existence itself tear at the seams. I was the only one who had become aware of the existence of other worlds … actually. So I am the only survivor. Do not think that because of this I am over seven-thousand, though) the hand-eye winked, or blinked, its hard to tell when there’s only one. (Time … moved differently on my plane. I am only seven and forty of your years)
alright. quite... intriguing
(Indeed … where did you learn so many languages … Zya?)
I am a scholar by trade
(And you study … languages?)
no. I study everything, and languages are included in that package
(Hmm…)
(I’m thirsty)
(Q’ilbrith, you just drank your body mass in scotch)
(You drank half of it) Krathian gave the octopus-thingy a glare and ordered another scotch, which it greedily seized with its tentacles and began to slurp.
(My … apologies for my companion’s behavior…) Krathian indicates the octopus-thingy (He has … had a long day’s … night.)
zya just nods
(What … planes have you seen… Zya?)
a few million
*gtg, sorry*
*no prob, I have to go as well *
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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.
(He is from a realm that is far, yes, but I do not believe that it is the same place. The best equivalent in this language is a pocket dimension, or demiplane. He calls it a … Veyrg … however … and it is much larger than those commonly found)
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"
if the language died off less than 7 thousand years ago or exists in the known multiverse, I probably know it.
N/A
“I would … beg to differ. She has … withheld the meaning of your name … no?”
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 apologize to you, it died off longer ago. I am from an old … old plane. It bore the name Mardioch. I fled at the end. It was … glorious … seeing the sky sunder its firmament and time and even existence itself tear at the seams. I was the only one who had become aware of the existence of other worlds … actually. So I am the only survivor. Do not think that because of this I am over seven-thousand, though) the hand-eye winked, or blinked, its hard to tell when there’s only one. (Time … moved differently on my plane. I am only seven and forty of your years)
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"
alright. quite... intriguing
N/A
(Indeed … where did you learn so many languages … Zya?)
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 am a scholar by trade
N/A
"Okay... Have the arguments about Zal stopped yet?"
The Circle of Hedgehogs Druid Beholder/Animated Armor Level -20 Bard of the OIADSB Cult, here are our rules. Sig. Also a sauce council member, but it's been dead for a while.
(And you study … languages?)
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. I study everything, and languages are included in that package
N/A
(Hmm…)
(I’m thirsty)
(Q’ilbrith, you just drank your body mass in scotch)
(You drank half of it) Krathian gave the octopus-thingy a glare and ordered another scotch, which it greedily seized with its tentacles and began to slurp.
(My … apologies for my companion’s behavior…) Krathian indicates the octopus-thingy (He has … had a long day’s … night.)
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 uh... What do you mean?" Atemos shuffles slightly.
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making a smoothie for meta
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"Wasn't there a controversy between you and Astara because both of you wanted to become his parent?"
The Circle of Hedgehogs Druid Beholder/Animated Armor Level -20 Bard of the OIADSB Cult, here are our rules. Sig. Also a sauce council member, but it's been dead for a while.
zya just nods
N/A
(What … planes have you seen… Zya?)
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"
The Circle of Hedgehogs Druid Beholder/Animated Armor Level -20 Bard of the OIADSB Cult, here are our rules. Sig. Also a sauce council member, but it's been dead for a while.
a few million
*gtg, sorry*
N/A
"Yea....."
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"It's over, right?"
The Circle of Hedgehogs Druid Beholder/Animated Armor Level -20 Bard of the OIADSB Cult, here are our rules. Sig. Also a sauce council member, but it's been dead for a while.
*no prob, I have to go as well *
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"