Raven is there, this time, however, they're in town, getting stuff for their home
Svarn is still in the smithy, working his scales off
Askelopis was near by, he gathered up his coat, now warm from the work out. and went to the smithery to get his sword sharpened
*ideal looks, (guy in caped hood*
"Hey there, strange one. what brings you here?" he doesn't look up from his work, looking like he was making an axe head
"do you think you could sharpen a sword?" he asked
"give me some time, and the blade, and I'll manage it." he calls out, placing the near-finished metal to cool as he walks out of the main forging area, to look them in the face
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a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
Raven is there, this time, however, they're in town, getting stuff for their home
Svarn is still in the smithy, working his scales off
Askelopis was near by, he gathered up his coat, now warm from the work out. and went to the smithery to get his sword sharpened
*ideal looks, (guy in caped hood*
"Hey there, strange one. what brings you here?" he doesn't look up from his work, looking like he was making an axe head
"do you think you could sharpen a sword?" he asked
"give me some time, and the blade, and I'll manage it." he calls out, placing the near-finished metal to cool as he walks out of the main forging area, to look them in the face
He is about 6 ft with sharp features and a cold stare. its clear that a religious tattoo is on his neck. he was a cleric.
Raven is there, this time, however, they're in town, getting stuff for their home
Svarn is still in the smithy, working his scales off
Askelopis was near by, he gathered up his coat, now warm from the work out. and went to the smithery to get his sword sharpened
*ideal looks, (guy in caped hood*
"Hey there, strange one. what brings you here?" he doesn't look up from his work, looking like he was making an axe head
"do you think you could sharpen a sword?" he asked
"give me some time, and the blade, and I'll manage it." he calls out, placing the near-finished metal to cool as he walks out of the main forging area, to look them in the face
He is about 6 ft with sharp features and a cold stare. its clear that a religous tatoo is on his neck
Svarn himself was about 6' 3", his draconic head and purple eyes staring back. he had some scars along his body, but nothing too bad. his tail lashes lightly behind him as he says "which blade is it do you need done?"
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a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
Raven is there, this time, however, they're in town, getting stuff for their home
Svarn is still in the smithy, working his scales off
Askelopis was near by, he gathered up his coat, now warm from the work out. and went to the smithery to get his sword sharpened
*ideal looks, (guy in caped hood*
"Hey there, strange one. what brings you here?" he doesn't look up from his work, looking like he was making an axe head
"do you think you could sharpen a sword?" he asked
"give me some time, and the blade, and I'll manage it." he calls out, placing the near-finished metal to cool as he walks out of the main forging area, to look them in the face
He is about 6 ft with sharp features and a cold stare. its clear that a religous tatoo is on his neck
Svarn himself was about 6' 3", his draconic head and purple eyes staring back. he had some scars along his body, but nothing too bad. his tail lashes lightly behind him as he says "which blade is it do you need done?"
Aske produces a holy blade made of gold and silver. he hands it over
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Raven is there, this time, however, they're in town, getting stuff for their home
Svarn is still in the smithy, working his scales off
Askelopis was near by, he gathered up his coat, now warm from the work out. and went to the smithery to get his sword sharpened
*ideal looks, (guy in caped hood*
"Hey there, strange one. what brings you here?" he doesn't look up from his work, looking like he was making an axe head
"do you think you could sharpen a sword?" he asked
"give me some time, and the blade, and I'll manage it." he calls out, placing the near-finished metal to cool as he walks out of the main forging area, to look them in the face
He is about 6 ft with sharp features and a cold stare. its clear that a religous tatoo is on his neck
Svarn himself was about 6' 3", his draconic head and purple eyes staring back. he had some scars along his body, but nothing too bad. his tail lashes lightly behind him as he says "which blade is it do you need done?"
Aske produces a holy blade made of gold and silver. he hands it over
"Monster hunter?" he guesses, as he inspects the blade, clearly, he had an eye for it, due to his travels from 'home'
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a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
Raven is there, this time, however, they're in town, getting stuff for their home
Svarn is still in the smithy, working his scales off
Askelopis was near by, he gathered up his coat, now warm from the work out. and went to the smithery to get his sword sharpened
*ideal looks, (guy in caped hood*
"Hey there, strange one. what brings you here?" he doesn't look up from his work, looking like he was making an axe head
"do you think you could sharpen a sword?" he asked
"give me some time, and the blade, and I'll manage it." he calls out, placing the near-finished metal to cool as he walks out of the main forging area, to look them in the face
He is about 6 ft with sharp features and a cold stare. its clear that a religous tatoo is on his neck
Svarn himself was about 6' 3", his draconic head and purple eyes staring back. he had some scars along his body, but nothing too bad. his tail lashes lightly behind him as he says "which blade is it do you need done?"
Aske produces a holy blade made of gold and silver. he hands it over
"Monster hunter?" he guesses, as he inspects the blade, clearly, he had an eye for it, due to his travels from 'home'
"no" he said and stood still "i used to be part of a temple system but recently i had a ..... change of heart"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Raven is there, this time, however, they're in town, getting stuff for their home
Svarn is still in the smithy, working his scales off
Askelopis was near by, he gathered up his coat, now warm from the work out. and went to the smithery to get his sword sharpened
*ideal looks, (guy in caped hood*
"Hey there, strange one. what brings you here?" he doesn't look up from his work, looking like he was making an axe head
"do you think you could sharpen a sword?" he asked
"give me some time, and the blade, and I'll manage it." he calls out, placing the near-finished metal to cool as he walks out of the main forging area, to look them in the face
He is about 6 ft with sharp features and a cold stare. its clear that a religous tatoo is on his neck
Svarn himself was about 6' 3", his draconic head and purple eyes staring back. he had some scars along his body, but nothing too bad. his tail lashes lightly behind him as he says "which blade is it do you need done?"
Aske produces a holy blade made of gold and silver. he hands it over
"Monster hunter?" he guesses, as he inspects the blade, clearly, he had an eye for it, due to his travels from 'home'
"no" he said and stood still "i used to be part of a temple system but recently i had a ..... change of heart"
" I know your pain, good sir. I ran from my past as well, but I decided not to focus on such things"
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a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
Raven is there, this time, however, they're in town, getting stuff for their home
Svarn is still in the smithy, working his scales off
Askelopis was near by, he gathered up his coat, now warm from the work out. and went to the smithery to get his sword sharpened
*ideal looks, (guy in caped hood*
"Hey there, strange one. what brings you here?" he doesn't look up from his work, looking like he was making an axe head
"do you think you could sharpen a sword?" he asked
"give me some time, and the blade, and I'll manage it." he calls out, placing the near-finished metal to cool as he walks out of the main forging area, to look them in the face
He is about 6 ft with sharp features and a cold stare. its clear that a religous tatoo is on his neck
Svarn himself was about 6' 3", his draconic head and purple eyes staring back. he had some scars along his body, but nothing too bad. his tail lashes lightly behind him as he says "which blade is it do you need done?"
Aske produces a holy blade made of gold and silver. he hands it over
"Monster hunter?" he guesses, as he inspects the blade, clearly, he had an eye for it, due to his travels from 'home'
"no" he said and stood still "i used to be part of a temple system but recently i had a ..... change of heart"
" I know your pain, good sir. I ran from my past as well, but I decided not to focus on such things"
"i guess i must agree with you" he said and leaned in the doorway
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Raven is there, this time, however, they're in town, getting stuff for their home
Svarn is still in the smithy, working his scales off
Askelopis was near by, he gathered up his coat, now warm from the work out. and went to the smithery to get his sword sharpened
*ideal looks, (guy in caped hood*
"Hey there, strange one. what brings you here?" he doesn't look up from his work, looking like he was making an axe head
"do you think you could sharpen a sword?" he asked
"give me some time, and the blade, and I'll manage it." he calls out, placing the near-finished metal to cool as he walks out of the main forging area, to look them in the face
He is about 6 ft with sharp features and a cold stare. its clear that a religous tatoo is on his neck
Svarn himself was about 6' 3", his draconic head and purple eyes staring back. he had some scars along his body, but nothing too bad. his tail lashes lightly behind him as he says "which blade is it do you need done?"
Aske produces a holy blade made of gold and silver. he hands it over
"Monster hunter?" he guesses, as he inspects the blade, clearly, he had an eye for it, due to his travels from 'home'
"no" he said and stood still "i used to be part of a temple system but recently i had a ..... change of heart"
" I know your pain, good sir. I ran from my past as well, but I decided not to focus on such things"
"i guess i must agree with you" he said and leaned in the doorway
" what I went though was enough pain, and Im guessing the same? what ink was used on your neck?" he gets on with sharpening the blade, making sure that the intricacies were still present
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a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
Askelopis was near by, he gathered up his coat, now warm from the work out. and went to the smithery to get his sword sharpened
*ideal looks, (guy in caped hood*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Hey there, strange one. what brings you here?" he doesn't look up from his work, looking like he was making an axe head
a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
“No. What are you called?”
*The first speaker was Graxc the balor, and the second was the solar he’s merged with, btw.*
RIP Tavern.
All hail King Jovan Fluffycloud Prince
Teleporting elf monk supremacy!, but druids are better
[Cactus]Waffles!”I don’t have any good quotes to put in my sig.” -Me
"do you think you could sharpen a sword?" he asked
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"give me some time, and the blade, and I'll manage it." he calls out, placing the near-finished metal to cool as he walks out of the main forging area, to look them in the face
a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
He is about 6 ft with sharp features and a cold stare. its clear that a religious tattoo is on his neck. he was a cleric.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Svarn himself was about 6' 3", his draconic head and purple eyes staring back. he had some scars along his body, but nothing too bad. his tail lashes lightly behind him as he says "which blade is it do you need done?"
a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
Allison came back inside, chilled to the bone from being out. however she had found what she was looking for, her pockets were full of holly springs.
Issac had went upstairs and to sleep
Askelopis was at the smithery
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Aske produces a holy blade made of gold and silver. he hands it over
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Monster hunter?" he guesses, as he inspects the blade, clearly, he had an eye for it, due to his travels from 'home'
a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
"no" he said and stood still "i used to be part of a temple system but recently i had a ..... change of heart"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
" I know your pain, good sir. I ran from my past as well, but I decided not to focus on such things"
a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
Sik chirps at allison, a sort of friendly greeting
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 guess i must agree with you" he said and leaned in the doorway
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*I know*
"I'm Damien," He replys
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
she smiles and makes a mimicing chirp noise back
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Btw, sik is a kobold.*
Sik smiles
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
" what I went though was enough pain, and Im guessing the same? what ink was used on your neck?" he gets on with sharpening the blade, making sure that the intricacies were still present
a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
Krathian is laying on the floor
Q'ilbrith is drinking eggnog
Steve/Buckets is considering bringing in a new character
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"
Raven notices the two, as she as finding Sik, and jogs over
a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks