*Oh, so much. Magic, fighting, random stuff happening for no reason, etc. pretty much normal tavern things tbh, though me, jack, and ghost are trying to help orange make a character thats important*
*Oh, so much. Magic, fighting, random stuff happening for no reason, etc. pretty much normal tavern things tbh, though me, jack, and ghost are trying to help orange make a character thats important*
*Oh, so much. Magic, fighting, random stuff happening for no reason, etc. pretty much normal tavern things tbh, though me, jack, and ghost are trying to help orange make a character thats important*
Bunker is reading a small encyclopedia.
Bloom is whittling a kazoo.
Jason is eating a biscuit.
*Thank you stephanie, your help is much appreciated*
*Oh, so much. Magic, fighting, random stuff happening for no reason, etc. pretty much normal tavern things tbh, though me, jack, and ghost are trying to help orange make a character thats important*
Bunker is reading a small encyclopedia.
Bloom is whittling a kazoo.
Jason is eating a biscuit.
*Thank you stephanie, your help is much appreciated*
Arty is looking at her ring, a pile of open books lying next to her.
Emara is chatting with NPC patrons about hiring someone to help refurnish her home.
Bloom sits near them, "Whats so important about that ring?"
Arty smiles at him and says in friendly Sylvan, "Like I'd tell you, buttface."
*God i love the fact bloom can't speak sylvan,*
"You know, i can't understand a single word you just said."
*I finally found a character who doesn't speak Sylvan (everyone else she's talked to does for some reason) and I'm enjoying myself.*
"Go stuff your face up a chicken's bottom, if your head isn't too big to fit."
*Yeah, most of my characters either have an ability to translate, or just know sylvan*
"Yeah, interesting. By the way, thanks for that [Insert description of buiscit]. I've never had something other than meat before"
Arty laughs, "So, you dumb excuse for a sentient being, you want to know what this ring is? I'll tell you."
They nod absentmindedly
"I was given this ring to celebrate my engagement to my fiancé. A woman dressed all in green met us in the woods and congratulated us on the grounds of a temple to a long forgotten god. She had these piercing emerald eyes that sparkled with intelligence and with her long brown hair tied back it seemed to us almost like there was a cruel cut to her features.
We took the ring gratefully, since in Sunfir she could very well have been a god wandering the woods in elven form - and you don't say no to anyone who you think might be a god. My fiancé slipped the ring on my finger and a great wind tore me from his grasp. I blacked out and when I awoke I was in this place, 2000 years out of my time."
*This is all whispered, only Bloom can hear it and he can't understand it.*
Arty is looking at her ring, a pile of open books lying next to her.
Emara is chatting with NPC patrons about hiring someone to help refurnish her home.
Bloom sits near them, "Whats so important about that ring?"
Arty smiles at him and says in friendly Sylvan, "Like I'd tell you, buttface."
*God i love the fact bloom can't speak sylvan,*
"You know, i can't understand a single word you just said."
*I finally found a character who doesn't speak Sylvan (everyone else she's talked to does for some reason) and I'm enjoying myself.*
"Go stuff your face up a chicken's bottom, if your head isn't too big to fit."
*Yeah, most of my characters either have an ability to translate, or just know sylvan*
"Yeah, interesting. By the way, thanks for that [Insert description of buiscit]. I've never had something other than meat before"
Arty laughs, "So, you dumb excuse for a sentient being, you want to know what this ring is? I'll tell you."
They nod absentmindedly
"I was given this ring to celebrate my engagement to my fiancé. A woman dressed all in green met us in the woods and congratulated us on the grounds of a temple to a long forgotten god. She had these piercing emerald eyes that sparkled with intelligence and with her long brown hair tied back it seemed to us almost like there was a cruel cut to her features.
We took the ring gratefully, since in Sunfir she could very well have been a god wandering the woods in elven form - and you don't say no to anyone who you think might be a god. My fiancé slipped the ring on my finger and a great wind tore me from his grasp. I blacked out and when I awoke I was in this place, 2000 years out of my time."
*This is all whispered, only Bloom can hear it and he can't understand it.*
"Man, if only i had taken comprehend languages..."
Arty is looking at her ring, a pile of open books lying next to her.
Emara is chatting with NPC patrons about hiring someone to help refurnish her home.
Bloom sits near them, "Whats so important about that ring?"
Arty smiles at him and says in friendly Sylvan, "Like I'd tell you, buttface."
*God i love the fact bloom can't speak sylvan,*
"You know, i can't understand a single word you just said."
*I finally found a character who doesn't speak Sylvan (everyone else she's talked to does for some reason) and I'm enjoying myself.*
"Go stuff your face up a chicken's bottom, if your head isn't too big to fit."
*Yeah, most of my characters either have an ability to translate, or just know sylvan*
"Yeah, interesting. By the way, thanks for that [Insert description of buiscit]. I've never had something other than meat before"
Arty laughs, "So, you dumb excuse for a sentient being, you want to know what this ring is? I'll tell you."
They nod absentmindedly
"I was given this ring to celebrate my engagement to my fiancé. A woman dressed all in green met us in the woods and congratulated us on the grounds of a temple to a long forgotten god. She had these piercing emerald eyes that sparkled with intelligence and with her long brown hair tied back it seemed to us almost like there was a cruel cut to her features.
We took the ring gratefully, since in Sunfir she could very well have been a god wandering the woods in elven form - and you don't say no to anyone who you think might be a god. My fiancé slipped the ring on my finger and a great wind tore me from his grasp. I blacked out and when I awoke I was in this place, 2000 years out of my time."
*This is all whispered, only Bloom can hear it and he can't understand it.*
"Man, if only i had taken comprehend languages..."
Arty pats his hand, "Die slowly and painfully. She goes back to her books."
Arty is looking at her ring, a pile of open books lying next to her.
Emara is chatting with NPC patrons about hiring someone to help refurnish her home.
Bloom sits near them, "Whats so important about that ring?"
Arty smiles at him and says in friendly Sylvan, "Like I'd tell you, buttface."
*God i love the fact bloom can't speak sylvan,*
"You know, i can't understand a single word you just said."
*I finally found a character who doesn't speak Sylvan (everyone else she's talked to does for some reason) and I'm enjoying myself.*
"Go stuff your face up a chicken's bottom, if your head isn't too big to fit."
*Yeah, most of my characters either have an ability to translate, or just know sylvan*
"Yeah, interesting. By the way, thanks for that [Insert description of buiscit]. I've never had something other than meat before"
Arty laughs, "So, you dumb excuse for a sentient being, you want to know what this ring is? I'll tell you."
They nod absentmindedly
"I was given this ring to celebrate my engagement to my fiancé. A woman dressed all in green met us in the woods and congratulated us on the grounds of a temple to a long forgotten god. She had these piercing emerald eyes that sparkled with intelligence and with her long brown hair tied back it seemed to us almost like there was a cruel cut to her features.
We took the ring gratefully, since in Sunfir she could very well have been a god wandering the woods in elven form - and you don't say no to anyone who you think might be a god. My fiancé slipped the ring on my finger and a great wind tore me from his grasp. I blacked out and when I awoke I was in this place, 2000 years out of my time."
*This is all whispered, only Bloom can hear it and he can't understand it.*
"Man, if only i had taken comprehend languages..."
Arty pats his hand, "Die slowly and painfully. She goes back to her books."
"Wish i could," They look at what the books are about
*Recap of the last 25 pages?*
Obadiah is [REDACTED].
Tear is drawing in the rafters.
The clicker is meditating.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
*Aight, imma make another character at some point, cause i've lost my mind.*
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
*Oh, so much. Magic, fighting, random stuff happening for no reason, etc. pretty much normal tavern things tbh, though me, jack, and ghost are trying to help orange make a character thats important*
Bunker is reading a small manuel
Bloom is whittling a flute
Jason is eating
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
Chilling kinda vibe.
*Thank you stephanie, your help is much appreciated*
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
Steph is baking.
Arty is looking at her ring, a pile of open books lying next to her.
Emara is chatting with NPC patrons about hiring someone to help refurnish her home.
Chilling kinda vibe.
*Always happy to be of service.*
Chilling kinda vibe.
Bloom sits near them, "Whats so important about that ring?"
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
Arty smiles at him and says in friendly Sylvan, "Like I'd tell you, buttface."
Chilling kinda vibe.
*God i love the fact bloom can't speak sylvan,*
"You know, i can't understand a single word you just said."
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 finally found a character who doesn't speak Sylvan (everyone else she's talked to does for some reason) and I'm enjoying myself.*
"Go stuff your face up a chicken's bottom, if your head isn't too big to fit."
Chilling kinda vibe.
*Yeah, most of my characters either have an ability to translate, or just know sylvan*
"Yeah, interesting. By the way, thanks for that [Insert description of buiscit]. I've never had something other than meat before"
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
Arty laughs, "So, you dumb excuse for a sentient being, you want to know what this ring is? I'll tell you."
Chilling kinda vibe.
*Forlorn is a planetar and Aust is a fey.*
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
They nod absentmindedly
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 was given this ring to celebrate my engagement to my fiancé. A woman dressed all in green met us in the woods and congratulated us on the grounds of a temple to a long forgotten god. She had these piercing emerald eyes that sparkled with intelligence and with her long brown hair tied back it seemed to us almost like there was a cruel cut to her features.
We took the ring gratefully, since in Sunfir she could very well have been a god wandering the woods in elven form - and you don't say no to anyone who you think might be a god. My fiancé slipped the ring on my finger and a great wind tore me from his grasp. I blacked out and when I awoke I was in this place, 2000 years out of my time."
*This is all whispered, only Bloom can hear it and he can't understand it.*
Chilling kinda vibe.
*Yup. It's just an odd coincidence.*
Chilling kinda vibe.
"Man, if only i had taken comprehend languages..."
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
Arty pats his hand, "Die slowly and painfully. She goes back to her books."
Chilling kinda vibe.
"Wish i could," They look at what the books are about
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