A 5'10 woman walks in. Her hair is a fiery red (not like actual fire, ginger), and it hangs down to her chest, her amber eyes look around the room as she studies the people in it. She wears a long-sleeved tunic with the ends of the sleeves spreading out, some cloth pants that are laced at the shins, and she has on some plain shoes. She yawns, stretches a bit, then hops onto a table. "ALRIGHT, WHELPS! Look over here! I am BORED and THIRSTY. The first round of drinks will be on me, but in return this place better liven up a little! I'm talking music, drinks, fighting, you all understand me?!?!"
*Good morning! This is the character I introduced yesterday, but never got to do much with her.*
She wakes up in her room with a huge hangover, where she sits for a while to let it subside. She walks downstairs to the bar, where she gets a coffee.
Frindrot is sitting at a table, drinking some tea.
Zehir looks up, he folds his wings slightly and waves.
*to which one?*
-woman-
She nods her head in acknowledgement before going back to her coffee.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Atemos poofs back onto the roof. I'm not stopping you.
A 5'4" leonin walks in. Hes carrying a very small knife, and wearing leather armor. He has striking purple eyes, and... Pretty strange fangs.... Theyre much more canine looking than lion.
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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 Characters (Outdated)
A 5'10 woman walks in. Her hair is a fiery red (not like actual fire, ginger), and it hangs down to her chest, her amber eyes look around the room as she studies the people in it. She wears a long-sleeved tunic with the ends of the sleeves spreading out, some cloth pants that are laced at the shins, and she has on some plain shoes. She yawns, stretches a bit, then hops onto a table. "ALRIGHT, WHELPS! Look over here! I am BORED and THIRSTY. The first round of drinks will be on me, but in return this place better liven up a little! I'm talking music, drinks, fighting, you all understand me?!?!"
*Good morning! This is the character I introduced yesterday, but never got to do much with her.*
She wakes up in her room with a huge hangover, where she sits for a while to let it subside. She walks downstairs to the bar, where she gets a coffee.
Frindrot is sitting at a table, drinking some tea.
Zehir looks up, he folds his wings slightly and waves.
*to which one?*
-woman-
She nods her head in acknowledgement before going back to her coffee.
He walks over and smiles. His horns touching the ceiling. He was a t a l l draconic mix of red and black.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A 5'10 woman walks in. Her hair is a fiery red (not like actual fire, ginger), and it hangs down to her chest, her amber eyes look around the room as she studies the people in it. She wears a long-sleeved tunic with the ends of the sleeves spreading out, some cloth pants that are laced at the shins, and she has on some plain shoes. She yawns, stretches a bit, then hops onto a table. "ALRIGHT, WHELPS! Look over here! I am BORED and THIRSTY. The first round of drinks will be on me, but in return this place better liven up a little! I'm talking music, drinks, fighting, you all understand me?!?!"
*Good morning! This is the character I introduced yesterday, but never got to do much with her.*
She wakes up in her room with a huge hangover, where she sits for a while to let it subside. She walks downstairs to the bar, where she gets a coffee.
Frindrot is sitting at a table, drinking some tea.
Zehir looks up, he folds his wings slightly and waves.
*to which one?*
-woman-
She nods her head in acknowledgement before going back to her coffee.
He walks over and smiles. His horns touching the ceiling. He was a t a l l draconic mix of red and black.
She looks up at him, not the least bit intimidated. "What do you want? I'm nursing a hangover right now."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A 5'10 woman walks in. Her hair is a fiery red (not like actual fire, ginger), and it hangs down to her chest, her amber eyes look around the room as she studies the people in it. She wears a long-sleeved tunic with the ends of the sleeves spreading out, some cloth pants that are laced at the shins, and she has on some plain shoes. She yawns, stretches a bit, then hops onto a table. "ALRIGHT, WHELPS! Look over here! I am BORED and THIRSTY. The first round of drinks will be on me, but in return this place better liven up a little! I'm talking music, drinks, fighting, you all understand me?!?!"
*Good morning! This is the character I introduced yesterday, but never got to do much with her.*
She wakes up in her room with a huge hangover, where she sits for a while to let it subside. She walks downstairs to the bar, where she gets a coffee.
Frindrot is sitting at a table, drinking some tea.
Zehir looks up, he folds his wings slightly and waves.
*to which one?*
-woman-
She nods her head in acknowledgement before going back to her coffee.
He walks over and smiles. His horns touching the ceiling. He was a t a l l draconic mix of red and black.
She looks up at him, not the least bit intimidated. "What do you want? I'm nursing a hangover right now."
"quite sorry" he said and messed with his glove ends "just wanting to say good morning"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Why do you ask? Can't I just get rid of a hangover in peace?"
I can help with the hangover.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
A 5'10 woman walks in. Her hair is a fiery red (not like actual fire, ginger), and it hangs down to her chest, her amber eyes look around the room as she studies the people in it. She wears a long-sleeved tunic with the ends of the sleeves spreading out, some cloth pants that are laced at the shins, and she has on some plain shoes. She yawns, stretches a bit, then hops onto a table. "ALRIGHT, WHELPS! Look over here! I am BORED and THIRSTY. The first round of drinks will be on me, but in return this place better liven up a little! I'm talking music, drinks, fighting, you all understand me?!?!"
*Good morning! This is the character I introduced yesterday, but never got to do much with her.*
She wakes up in her room with a huge hangover, where she sits for a while to let it subside. She walks downstairs to the bar, where she gets a coffee.
Frindrot is sitting at a table, drinking some tea.
Zehir looks up, he folds his wings slightly and waves.
*to which one?*
-woman-
She nods her head in acknowledgement before going back to her coffee.
He walks over and smiles. His horns touching the ceiling. He was a t a l l draconic mix of red and black.
She looks up at him, not the least bit intimidated. "What do you want? I'm nursing a hangover right now."
"quite sorry" he said and messed with his glove ends "just wanting to say good morning"
She huffs, and drinks the rest of her coffee. "Well, you've said it."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
"Why do you ask? Can't I just get rid of a hangover in peace?"
I can help with the hangover.
"Why would you?"
Because it's the nice thing to do? Why wouldn't I?
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
A 5'10 woman walks in. Her hair is a fiery red (not like actual fire, ginger), and it hangs down to her chest, her amber eyes look around the room as she studies the people in it. She wears a long-sleeved tunic with the ends of the sleeves spreading out, some cloth pants that are laced at the shins, and she has on some plain shoes. She yawns, stretches a bit, then hops onto a table. "ALRIGHT, WHELPS! Look over here! I am BORED and THIRSTY. The first round of drinks will be on me, but in return this place better liven up a little! I'm talking music, drinks, fighting, you all understand me?!?!"
*Good morning! This is the character I introduced yesterday, but never got to do much with her.*
She wakes up in her room with a huge hangover, where she sits for a while to let it subside. She walks downstairs to the bar, where she gets a coffee.
Frindrot is sitting at a table, drinking some tea.
Zehir looks up, he folds his wings slightly and waves.
*to which one?*
-woman-
She nods her head in acknowledgement before going back to her coffee.
He walks over and smiles. His horns touching the ceiling. He was a t a l l draconic mix of red and black.
She looks up at him, not the least bit intimidated. "What do you want? I'm nursing a hangover right now."
"quite sorry" he said and messed with his glove ends "just wanting to say good morning"
She huffs, and drinks the rest of her coffee. "Well, you've said it."
"sorry" he said and backed up a bit "I didn't mean to be rude"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The leonin sits at the bar, getting a very strong drink
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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)
A 5'10 woman walks in. Her hair is a fiery red (not like actual fire, ginger), and it hangs down to her chest, her amber eyes look around the room as she studies the people in it. She wears a long-sleeved tunic with the ends of the sleeves spreading out, some cloth pants that are laced at the shins, and she has on some plain shoes. She yawns, stretches a bit, then hops onto a table. "ALRIGHT, WHELPS! Look over here! I am BORED and THIRSTY. The first round of drinks will be on me, but in return this place better liven up a little! I'm talking music, drinks, fighting, you all understand me?!?!"
*Good morning! This is the character I introduced yesterday, but never got to do much with her.*
She wakes up in her room with a huge hangover, where she sits for a while to let it subside. She walks downstairs to the bar, where she gets a coffee.
Frindrot is sitting at a table, drinking some tea.
Zehir looks up, he folds his wings slightly and waves.
*to which one?*
-woman-
She nods her head in acknowledgement before going back to her coffee.
He walks over and smiles. His horns touching the ceiling. He was a t a l l draconic mix of red and black.
She looks up at him, not the least bit intimidated. "What do you want? I'm nursing a hangover right now."
"quite sorry" he said and messed with his glove ends "just wanting to say good morning"
She huffs, and drinks the rest of her coffee. "Well, you've said it."
"sorry" he said and backed up a bit "I didn't mean to be rude"
Don't take it personally. Hangovers make people like that.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"Why do you ask? Can't I just get rid of a hangover in peace?"
I can help with the hangover.
"Why would you?"
Because it's the nice thing to do? Why wouldn't I?
She burst out laughing.
I'm just offering. If you don't want help, that's fine by me. Atemos chugs his coffee.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
A 5'10 woman walks in. Her hair is a fiery red (not like actual fire, ginger), and it hangs down to her chest, her amber eyes look around the room as she studies the people in it. She wears a long-sleeved tunic with the ends of the sleeves spreading out, some cloth pants that are laced at the shins, and she has on some plain shoes. She yawns, stretches a bit, then hops onto a table. "ALRIGHT, WHELPS! Look over here! I am BORED and THIRSTY. The first round of drinks will be on me, but in return this place better liven up a little! I'm talking music, drinks, fighting, you all understand me?!?!"
*Good morning! This is the character I introduced yesterday, but never got to do much with her.*
She wakes up in her room with a huge hangover, where she sits for a while to let it subside. She walks downstairs to the bar, where she gets a coffee.
Frindrot is sitting at a table, drinking some tea.
Zehir looks up, he folds his wings slightly and waves.
*to which one?*
-woman-
She nods her head in acknowledgement before going back to her coffee.
He walks over and smiles. His horns touching the ceiling. He was a t a l l draconic mix of red and black.
She looks up at him, not the least bit intimidated. "What do you want? I'm nursing a hangover right now."
"quite sorry" he said and messed with his glove ends "just wanting to say good morning"
She huffs, and drinks the rest of her coffee. "Well, you've said it."
"sorry" he said and backed up a bit "I didn't mean to be rude"
"You just gonna back off like that? Why's this place full of wimps?" She got off her chair and walked over to him, standing in all of her 5'10 glory. "You got fire? Or are you just some cold ashes?"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A 5'10 woman walks in. Her hair is a fiery red (not like actual fire, ginger), and it hangs down to her chest, her amber eyes look around the room as she studies the people in it. She wears a long-sleeved tunic with the ends of the sleeves spreading out, some cloth pants that are laced at the shins, and she has on some plain shoes. She yawns, stretches a bit, then hops onto a table. "ALRIGHT, WHELPS! Look over here! I am BORED and THIRSTY. The first round of drinks will be on me, but in return this place better liven up a little! I'm talking music, drinks, fighting, you all understand me?!?!"
*Good morning! This is the character I introduced yesterday, but never got to do much with her.*
She wakes up in her room with a huge hangover, where she sits for a while to let it subside. She walks downstairs to the bar, where she gets a coffee.
Frindrot is sitting at a table, drinking some tea.
Zehir looks up, he folds his wings slightly and waves.
*to which one?*
-woman-
She nods her head in acknowledgement before going back to her coffee.
He walks over and smiles. His horns touching the ceiling. He was a t a l l draconic mix of red and black.
She looks up at him, not the least bit intimidated. "What do you want? I'm nursing a hangover right now."
"quite sorry" he said and messed with his glove ends "just wanting to say good morning"
She huffs, and drinks the rest of her coffee. "Well, you've said it."
"sorry" he said and backed up a bit "I didn't mean to be rude"
Don't take it personally. Hangovers make people like that.
"oh... Hello?" He looked around for who was talking
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A 5'10 woman walks in. Her hair is a fiery red (not like actual fire, ginger), and it hangs down to her chest, her amber eyes look around the room as she studies the people in it. She wears a long-sleeved tunic with the ends of the sleeves spreading out, some cloth pants that are laced at the shins, and she has on some plain shoes. She yawns, stretches a bit, then hops onto a table. "ALRIGHT, WHELPS! Look over here! I am BORED and THIRSTY. The first round of drinks will be on me, but in return this place better liven up a little! I'm talking music, drinks, fighting, you all understand me?!?!"
*Good morning! This is the character I introduced yesterday, but never got to do much with her.*
She wakes up in her room with a huge hangover, where she sits for a while to let it subside. She walks downstairs to the bar, where she gets a coffee.
Frindrot is sitting at a table, drinking some tea.
Zehir looks up, he folds his wings slightly and waves.
*to which one?*
-woman-
She nods her head in acknowledgement before going back to her coffee.
He walks over and smiles. His horns touching the ceiling. He was a t a l l draconic mix of red and black.
She looks up at him, not the least bit intimidated. "What do you want? I'm nursing a hangover right now."
"quite sorry" he said and messed with his glove ends "just wanting to say good morning"
She huffs, and drinks the rest of her coffee. "Well, you've said it."
"sorry" he said and backed up a bit "I didn't mean to be rude"
"You just gonna back off like that? Why's this place full of wimps?" She got off her chair and walked over to him, standing in all of her 5'10 glory. "You got fire? Or are you just some cold ashes?"
He opens his mouth, it has three rows of sharp teeth. He coughs suddenly, small sparks of fire come out as he covers his mouth and sneezing like a kitten.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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She nods her head in acknowledgement before going back to her coffee.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
A 5'4" leonin walks in. Hes carrying a very small knife, and wearing leather armor. He has striking purple eyes, and... Pretty strange fangs.... Theyre much more canine looking than lion.
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 walks over and smiles. His horns touching the ceiling. He was a t a l l draconic mix of red and black.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She looks up at him, not the least bit intimidated. "What do you want? I'm nursing a hangover right now."
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"Why do you ask? Can't I just get rid of a hangover in peace?"
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"quite sorry" he said and messed with his glove ends "just wanting to say good morning"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
I can help with the hangover.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
She huffs, and drinks the rest of her coffee. "Well, you've said it."
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"Why would you?"
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Because it's the nice thing to do? Why wouldn't I?
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"sorry" he said and backed up a bit "I didn't mean to be rude"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She burst out laughing.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
The leonin sits at the bar, getting a very strong drink
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)
Don't take it personally. Hangovers make people like that.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
I'm just offering. If you don't want help, that's fine by me. Atemos chugs his coffee.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"You just gonna back off like that? Why's this place full of wimps?" She got off her chair and walked over to him, standing in all of her 5'10 glory. "You got fire? Or are you just some cold ashes?"
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"oh... Hello?" He looked around for who was talking
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
" 'Because it's the nice thing to do'? Jeez, you sounded like a child." She continued chuckling to herself.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
The woman looked over and smiled. "I approve."
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
He opens his mouth, it has three rows of sharp teeth. He coughs suddenly, small sparks of fire come out as he covers his mouth and sneezing like a kitten.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]