Tia knocks on the door again, whispering to ink's mom, "So why won't astara let you see her?"
Also in a whisper "My daughter doesnt exactly want me to look for her"
"Why not?"
"She... Wants to try to protect me from something"
"The weird shadow thing?"
She nods
"How did that happen by the way?"
Tia knocks again
"Not my story to tell"
"Alright." Tia calls into the room, "May we come in?"
"Ask Astara...."
"We did," Tia hesitates for a second, unsure if lying would be good in this situation
Deception pls
*Of..... like what they say.... or what?*
*As in roll deception*
*.....Leave to my insomnia for me to see deception as description.*
8 (Unsure roll, my tia character sheet is going through a reroll to fit her character better)
Insight: 5
"O-ok... If she said yes, the door should open for you"
"I-i'm to short to reach t-the door knob"
"B-but the deer........"
"Y-you can't b-be hurt here, and n-neither can i"
"It.... It could probably kick me across the room...."
"But i-it wouldn't h-hurt you"
"B-B-But........ Could you.... could you go grab a chair? And... Stand on that to reach the doornob? Or some books....."
"I don't have any b-books, and i c-can't drag a chair u-up here"
Edit: *Wow, the tavern rules have some fun loopholes i can use*
"The tavern has a library..."
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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 Characters (Outdated)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 man about 5'10 walks in. He wears all blues and Whites and Greys as clothing. His hands have gloves with holes in the center of the palm. He wears a crude bear mask over his face. Chains on his wrists clink familiarly. A sword is strapped to his belt, it glistens like small diamonds, its coated in ice. A single blue jeweled ring sits on one of his finger as he takes a seat in a chair. He picks up his sword, gently brushing the ice off and sharpening it.
*Ok, I'll bite*
An octopus grabs a drink off the counter, flop/scoots his way over, and sits staring intently at the intense chilled spellcaster-sword dude. It takes a drink slowly and narrows its eyes.
"Who are you, ice-walker?"
His accent is Russian. He tilts his head "Gheta"
*Gheta is russian for Ice*
*That makes more sense, I doubted you would name your character Sausage
Does he have any illusions cast on him?*
"I am Q'ilbrith, is that Frostbrand?" He points to the sword with a tentacle.
*the mask is about it. *
He shakes his head "it helps control the power inside me" he said "without it, this whole room would be a winter wonderland"
"I see," it takes another sip of its scotch
* Q'ilbrith has truesight, what's up with the mask?*
*he wears it because underneath of it he is a skeleton. Like literally.*
He taps his fingers on the wood, the don't sound like normal flesh. He stares back at Q'ilbrith "your staring at me.. Can you see it?"
"Quite plainly, are you a lich?" Q'ilbrith punctuates the question by setting down his cup firmly
"i don't... think so" He said and took off the mask. where the canine teeth were, they were sharp fangs instead. his eyeholes and nose were covered in a shadow from the hood
"Do you know how you were animated?"
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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.
A man about 5'10 walks in. He wears all blues and Whites and Greys as clothing. His hands have gloves with holes in the center of the palm. He wears a crude bear mask over his face. Chains on his wrists clink familiarly. A sword is strapped to his belt, it glistens like small diamonds, its coated in ice. A single blue jeweled ring sits on one of his finger as he takes a seat in a chair. He picks up his sword, gently brushing the ice off and sharpening it.
*Ok, I'll bite*
An octopus grabs a drink off the counter, flop/scoots his way over, and sits staring intently at the intense chilled spellcaster-sword dude. It takes a drink slowly and narrows its eyes.
"Who are you, ice-walker?"
His accent is Russian. He tilts his head "Gheta"
*Gheta is russian for Ice*
*That makes more sense, I doubted you would name your character Sausage
Does he have any illusions cast on him?*
"I am Q'ilbrith, is that Frostbrand?" He points to the sword with a tentacle.
*the mask is about it. *
He shakes his head "it helps control the power inside me" he said "without it, this whole room would be a winter wonderland"
"I see," it takes another sip of its scotch
* Q'ilbrith has truesight, what's up with the mask?*
*he wears it because underneath of it he is a skeleton. Like literally.*
He taps his fingers on the wood, the don't sound like normal flesh. He stares back at Q'ilbrith "your staring at me.. Can you see it?"
"Quite plainly, are you a lich?" Q'ilbrith punctuates the question by setting down his cup firmly
"i don't... think so" He said and took off the mask. where the canine teeth were, they were sharp fangs instead. his eyeholes and nose were covered in a shadow from the hood
"Do you know how you were animated?"
"I started walking and talking" he said and took off his gloves. His hands were pure bone.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Tia knocks on the door again, whispering to ink's mom, "So why won't astara let you see her?"
Also in a whisper "My daughter doesnt exactly want me to look for her"
"Why not?"
"She... Wants to try to protect me from something"
"The weird shadow thing?"
She nods
"How did that happen by the way?"
Tia knocks again
"Not my story to tell"
"Alright." Tia calls into the room, "May we come in?"
"Ask Astara...."
"We did," Tia hesitates for a second, unsure if lying would be good in this situation
Deception pls
*Of..... like what they say.... or what?*
*As in roll deception*
*.....Leave to my insomnia for me to see deception as description.*
8 (Unsure roll, my tia character sheet is going through a reroll to fit her character better)
Insight: 5
"O-ok... If she said yes, the door should open for you"
"I-i'm to short to reach t-the door knob"
"B-but the deer........"
"Y-you can't b-be hurt here, and n-neither can i"
"It.... It could probably kick me across the room...."
"But i-it wouldn't h-hurt you"
"B-B-But........ Could you.... could you go grab a chair? And... Stand on that to reach the doornob? Or some books....."
"I don't have any b-books, and i c-can't drag a chair u-up here"
Edit: *Wow, the tavern rules have some fun loopholes i can use*
"The tavern has a library..."
"P-please just l-let me in. Its m-more trouble to go g-grab a bunch of s-stuff" Tia pleads, still very scared of inks mom, and what could happen if she doesn't help
Tia knocks on the door again, whispering to ink's mom, "So why won't astara let you see her?"
Also in a whisper "My daughter doesnt exactly want me to look for her"
"Why not?"
"She... Wants to try to protect me from something"
"The weird shadow thing?"
She nods
"How did that happen by the way?"
Tia knocks again
"Not my story to tell"
"Alright." Tia calls into the room, "May we come in?"
"Ask Astara...."
"We did," Tia hesitates for a second, unsure if lying would be good in this situation
Deception pls
*Of..... like what they say.... or what?*
*As in roll deception*
*.....Leave to my insomnia for me to see deception as description.*
8 (Unsure roll, my tia character sheet is going through a reroll to fit her character better)
Insight: 5
"O-ok... If she said yes, the door should open for you"
"I-i'm to short to reach t-the door knob"
"B-but the deer........"
"Y-you can't b-be hurt here, and n-neither can i"
"It.... It could probably kick me across the room...."
"But i-it wouldn't h-hurt you"
"B-B-But........ Could you.... could you go grab a chair? And... Stand on that to reach the doornob? Or some books....."
"I don't have any b-books, and i c-can't drag a chair u-up here"
Edit: *Wow, the tavern rules have some fun loopholes i can use*
"The tavern has a library..."
"P-please just l-let me in. Its m-more trouble to go g-grab a bunch of s-stuff" Tia pleads, still very scared of inks mom, and what could happen if she doesn't help
"I-I-I...... Im scared..... I-I dont want to be kicked...."
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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 man about 5'10 walks in. He wears all blues and Whites and Greys as clothing. His hands have gloves with holes in the center of the palm. He wears a crude bear mask over his face. Chains on his wrists clink familiarly. A sword is strapped to his belt, it glistens like small diamonds, its coated in ice. A single blue jeweled ring sits on one of his finger as he takes a seat in a chair. He picks up his sword, gently brushing the ice off and sharpening it.
*Ok, I'll bite*
An octopus grabs a drink off the counter, flop/scoots his way over, and sits staring intently at the intense chilled spellcaster-sword dude. It takes a drink slowly and narrows its eyes.
"Who are you, ice-walker?"
His accent is Russian. He tilts his head "Gheta"
*Gheta is russian for Ice*
*That makes more sense, I doubted you would name your character Sausage
Does he have any illusions cast on him?*
"I am Q'ilbrith, is that Frostbrand?" He points to the sword with a tentacle.
*the mask is about it. *
He shakes his head "it helps control the power inside me" he said "without it, this whole room would be a winter wonderland"
"I see," it takes another sip of its scotch
* Q'ilbrith has truesight, what's up with the mask?*
*he wears it because underneath of it he is a skeleton. Like literally.*
He taps his fingers on the wood, the don't sound like normal flesh. He stares back at Q'ilbrith "your staring at me.. Can you see it?"
"Quite plainly, are you a lich?" Q'ilbrith punctuates the question by setting down his cup firmly
"i don't... think so" He said and took off the mask. where the canine teeth were, they were sharp fangs instead. his eyeholes and nose were covered in a shadow from the hood
"Do you know how you were animated?"
"I started walking and talking" he said and took off his gloves. His hands were pure bone.
"This is most strange... how long have you been animated, bone-walker."
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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.
A man about 5'10 walks in. He wears all blues and Whites and Greys as clothing. His hands have gloves with holes in the center of the palm. He wears a crude bear mask over his face. Chains on his wrists clink familiarly. A sword is strapped to his belt, it glistens like small diamonds, its coated in ice. A single blue jeweled ring sits on one of his finger as he takes a seat in a chair. He picks up his sword, gently brushing the ice off and sharpening it.
*Ok, I'll bite*
An octopus grabs a drink off the counter, flop/scoots his way over, and sits staring intently at the intense chilled spellcaster-sword dude. It takes a drink slowly and narrows its eyes.
"Who are you, ice-walker?"
His accent is Russian. He tilts his head "Gheta"
*Gheta is russian for Ice*
*That makes more sense, I doubted you would name your character Sausage
Does he have any illusions cast on him?*
"I am Q'ilbrith, is that Frostbrand?" He points to the sword with a tentacle.
*the mask is about it. *
He shakes his head "it helps control the power inside me" he said "without it, this whole room would be a winter wonderland"
"I see," it takes another sip of its scotch
* Q'ilbrith has truesight, what's up with the mask?*
*he wears it because underneath of it he is a skeleton. Like literally.*
He taps his fingers on the wood, the don't sound like normal flesh. He stares back at Q'ilbrith "your staring at me.. Can you see it?"
"Quite plainly, are you a lich?" Q'ilbrith punctuates the question by setting down his cup firmly
"i don't... think so" He said and took off the mask. where the canine teeth were, they were sharp fangs instead. his eyeholes and nose were covered in a shadow from the hood
"Do you know how you were animated?"
"I started walking and talking" he said and took off his gloves. His hands were pure bone.
"This is most strange... how long have you been animated, bone-walker."
"bout a month"
*when Lawrence made them*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Tia knocks on the door again, whispering to ink's mom, "So why won't astara let you see her?"
Also in a whisper "My daughter doesnt exactly want me to look for her"
"Why not?"
"She... Wants to try to protect me from something"
"The weird shadow thing?"
She nods
"How did that happen by the way?"
Tia knocks again
"Not my story to tell"
"Alright." Tia calls into the room, "May we come in?"
"Ask Astara...."
"We did," Tia hesitates for a second, unsure if lying would be good in this situation
Deception pls
*Of..... like what they say.... or what?*
*As in roll deception*
*.....Leave to my insomnia for me to see deception as description.*
8 (Unsure roll, my tia character sheet is going through a reroll to fit her character better)
Insight: 5
"O-ok... If she said yes, the door should open for you"
"I-i'm to short to reach t-the door knob"
"B-but the deer........"
"Y-you can't b-be hurt here, and n-neither can i"
"It.... It could probably kick me across the room...."
"But i-it wouldn't h-hurt you"
"B-B-But........ Could you.... could you go grab a chair? And... Stand on that to reach the doornob? Or some books....."
"I don't have any b-books, and i c-can't drag a chair u-up here"
Edit: *Wow, the tavern rules have some fun loopholes i can use*
"The tavern has a library..."
"P-please just l-let me in. Its m-more trouble to go g-grab a bunch of s-stuff" Tia pleads, still very scared of inks mom, and what could happen if she doesn't help
"I-I-I...... Im scared..... I-I dont want to be kicked...."
"I-if the deer w-wanted to kick, it w-would have k-kicked you already. I'll m-make sure it doesn't h-hurt you"
A man about 5'10 walks in. He wears all blues and Whites and Greys as clothing. His hands have gloves with holes in the center of the palm. He wears a crude bear mask over his face. Chains on his wrists clink familiarly. A sword is strapped to his belt, it glistens like small diamonds, its coated in ice. A single blue jeweled ring sits on one of his finger as he takes a seat in a chair. He picks up his sword, gently brushing the ice off and sharpening it.
*Ok, I'll bite*
An octopus grabs a drink off the counter, flop/scoots his way over, and sits staring intently at the intense chilled spellcaster-sword dude. It takes a drink slowly and narrows its eyes.
"Who are you, ice-walker?"
His accent is Russian. He tilts his head "Gheta"
*Gheta is russian for Ice*
*That makes more sense, I doubted you would name your character Sausage
Does he have any illusions cast on him?*
"I am Q'ilbrith, is that Frostbrand?" He points to the sword with a tentacle.
*the mask is about it. *
He shakes his head "it helps control the power inside me" he said "without it, this whole room would be a winter wonderland"
"I see," it takes another sip of its scotch
* Q'ilbrith has truesight, what's up with the mask?*
*he wears it because underneath of it he is a skeleton. Like literally.*
He taps his fingers on the wood, the don't sound like normal flesh. He stares back at Q'ilbrith "your staring at me.. Can you see it?"
"Quite plainly, are you a lich?" Q'ilbrith punctuates the question by setting down his cup firmly
"i don't... think so" He said and took off the mask. where the canine teeth were, they were sharp fangs instead. his eyeholes and nose were covered in a shadow from the hood
"Do you know how you were animated?"
"I started walking and talking" he said and took off his gloves. His hands were pure bone.
"This is most strange... how long have you been animated, bone-walker."
"bout a month"
*when Lawrence made them*
*Lawrence? Sorry, I haven't been on here long*
"Did you meet your creator?"
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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.
A man about 5'10 walks in. He wears all blues and Whites and Greys as clothing. His hands have gloves with holes in the center of the palm. He wears a crude bear mask over his face. Chains on his wrists clink familiarly. A sword is strapped to his belt, it glistens like small diamonds, its coated in ice. A single blue jeweled ring sits on one of his finger as he takes a seat in a chair. He picks up his sword, gently brushing the ice off and sharpening it.
*Ok, I'll bite*
An octopus grabs a drink off the counter, flop/scoots his way over, and sits staring intently at the intense chilled spellcaster-sword dude. It takes a drink slowly and narrows its eyes.
"Who are you, ice-walker?"
His accent is Russian. He tilts his head "Gheta"
*Gheta is russian for Ice*
*That makes more sense, I doubted you would name your character Sausage
Does he have any illusions cast on him?*
"I am Q'ilbrith, is that Frostbrand?" He points to the sword with a tentacle.
*the mask is about it. *
He shakes his head "it helps control the power inside me" he said "without it, this whole room would be a winter wonderland"
"I see," it takes another sip of its scotch
* Q'ilbrith has truesight, what's up with the mask?*
*he wears it because underneath of it he is a skeleton. Like literally.*
He taps his fingers on the wood, the don't sound like normal flesh. He stares back at Q'ilbrith "your staring at me.. Can you see it?"
"Quite plainly, are you a lich?" Q'ilbrith punctuates the question by setting down his cup firmly
"i don't... think so" He said and took off the mask. where the canine teeth were, they were sharp fangs instead. his eyeholes and nose were covered in a shadow from the hood
"Do you know how you were animated?"
"I started walking and talking" he said and took off his gloves. His hands were pure bone.
"This is most strange... how long have you been animated, bone-walker."
"bout a month"
*when Lawrence made them*
*Lawrence? Sorry, I haven't been on here long*
"Did you meet your creator?"
*lol its OK, I'm Lawrence bro, nice to meetcha. I made this Character bout a month ago*
"Nope, just awoke in soil and crawled out. Scared a numerous amount of people"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Y-you remember m-my name?"
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"The tavern has a library..."
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)
"Do you know how you were animated?"
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
He nods and walks up the stairs. He had to lower his head a little so he didn't scrap up the ceiling. "why I forget name?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I started walking and talking" he said and took off his gloves. His hands were pure bone.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"P-please just l-let me in. Its m-more trouble to go g-grab a bunch of s-stuff" Tia pleads, still very scared of inks mom, and what could happen if she doesn't help
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
'I-i'm not important e-enough to remember...."
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"you very important" he said and looked at the door "get in?" He asked and tilted his head, opening the door for her.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I-I-I...... Im scared..... I-I dont want to be kicked...."
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)
"This is most strange... how long have you been animated, bone-walker."
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"
(Doors can't be opened unless the owner has given permission)
Tia nods, gesturing to Anetta, "Scary"
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"bout a month"
*when Lawrence made them*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I-if the deer w-wanted to kick, it w-would have k-kicked you already. I'll m-make sure it doesn't h-hurt you"
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"scary?" He said setting buddy the rat on the banister and kneeling down. He looked like a huge rock in the middle of the stairway
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Lawrence? Sorry, I haven't been on here long*
"Did you meet your creator?"
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"
"S-she wants to g-get in here, a-and i'm scared o-of her so i'm helping."
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
*lol its OK, I'm Lawrence bro, nice to meetcha. I made this Character bout a month ago*
"Nope, just awoke in soil and crawled out. Scared a numerous amount of people"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"help? How so?" He asked "you scared of her and she want in so that bad no?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I d-don't know, but s-she shoots lightning."
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
The bugbear is having a conversation with the bartender about how he's running from something, has no family, and he's having trouble sleeping.
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"