*Hmmm, yeah, I think I'll put him in here. Time to channel my inner edgelord.*
A 5'10 guy walks in. He wears black bandages making a sort of long-sleeved crop top, and a pair of simple black pants, and some simple black shoes. He has on a white mask with a simple smile and squinted eye holes. Around both of his arms is one really long chain, with a hook at the right end, and a dagger blade at the other. His hair is deep black and really messy.
*That was easier than I thought it would be to describe him. huh.*
As he walks to the bar, he snaps his fingers and the chains dissipate, then reforms as a small chain choker on his neck.
Nija hanges from the cieling, "HI!"
He slowly looks up, then moves his mask so it covered the left side of his head. His face had a very insane-but-kinda-friendly vibe, and his irises were black. *I specify irises so that you don't imagine his eyes as entirely black.*
He smiles. "Hey there!"
"You look fun," they offer a handshake
He returns it. "Good, I'm glad someone thinks so."
Nija smiles, teleporting back down to the floor, "So what's your story?"
"You want the boo-hoo depressing version, or my version?"
"Your version. Sob stories are boring."
"Agreed. I was a child acrobat in a circus, and a group of fun people helped me realize my love for killing, so now I'm an assassin."
"Oh cool, i'm one too."
"Assassin, or child acrobat?"
"Assassin."
"That's nice, any good stories?" He walks over to the bar and sits down, patting a seat next to him.
Nija teleports into the seat, "I've killed a couple nobles."
"Really? That's amazing! I could never hope to kill a few nobles!" His voice was dripping in sarcasm, but in a joking way.
"You could flat a boat on the blood i've spilled. Nobles just have more guards. Their swords sell for some good coin."
He chuckles. "I don't really care for coin, it's the excitement of killing for me. Just the way someone gurgles when you cut their throat, they way they scream as you slowly cut them." He shivers. "The best feeling in the world."
"Ah, you're sadistic?"
"I guess you could say that. Although I don't 'get off' from it, it is just extremely satisfying to me."
"Yeah, i understand that pretty well."
"So, since I told you mine, what's your story?"
"I'm just a normal person. Got betrayed, got magical powers, killed the person who betrayed me, became an assassin."
"Ah, yes, a great backstory for any assassin."
"I guess so"
"Did we ever tell our names?"
"Nope. I'm Nija,"
"I'm Jack. I actually doubt you have heard of me, because I only arrived in this region a few days ago."
"You are correct."
"I usually am. So, what do you all do for fun around here?"
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*Hmmm, yeah, I think I'll put him in here. Time to channel my inner edgelord.*
A 5'10 guy walks in. He wears black bandages making a sort of long-sleeved crop top, and a pair of simple black pants, and some simple black shoes. He has on a white mask with a simple smile and squinted eye holes. Around both of his arms is one really long chain, with a hook at the right end, and a dagger blade at the other. His hair is deep black and really messy.
*That was easier than I thought it would be to describe him. huh.*
As he walks to the bar, he snaps his fingers and the chains dissipate, then reforms as a small chain choker on his neck.
Nija hanges from the cieling, "HI!"
He slowly looks up, then moves his mask so it covered the left side of his head. His face had a very insane-but-kinda-friendly vibe, and his irises were black. *I specify irises so that you don't imagine his eyes as entirely black.*
He smiles. "Hey there!"
"You look fun," they offer a handshake
He returns it. "Good, I'm glad someone thinks so."
Nija smiles, teleporting back down to the floor, "So what's your story?"
"You want the boo-hoo depressing version, or my version?"
"Your version. Sob stories are boring."
"Agreed. I was a child acrobat in a circus, and a group of fun people helped me realize my love for killing, so now I'm an assassin."
"Oh cool, i'm one too."
"Assassin, or child acrobat?"
"Assassin."
"That's nice, any good stories?" He walks over to the bar and sits down, patting a seat next to him.
Nija teleports into the seat, "I've killed a couple nobles."
"Really? That's amazing! I could never hope to kill a few nobles!" His voice was dripping in sarcasm, but in a joking way.
"You could flat a boat on the blood i've spilled. Nobles just have more guards. Their swords sell for some good coin."
He chuckles. "I don't really care for coin, it's the excitement of killing for me. Just the way someone gurgles when you cut their throat, they way they scream as you slowly cut them." He shivers. "The best feeling in the world."
"Ah, you're sadistic?"
"I guess you could say that. Although I don't 'get off' from it, it is just extremely satisfying to me."
"Yeah, i understand that pretty well."
"So, since I told you mine, what's your story?"
"I'm just a normal person. Got betrayed, got magical powers, killed the person who betrayed me, became an assassin."
"Ah, yes, a great backstory for any assassin."
"I guess so"
"Did we ever tell our names?"
"Nope. I'm Nija,"
"I'm Jack. I actually doubt you have heard of me, because I only arrived in this region a few days ago."
"You are correct."
"I usually am. So, what do you all do for fun around here?"
*Hmmm, yeah, I think I'll put him in here. Time to channel my inner edgelord.*
A 5'10 guy walks in. He wears black bandages making a sort of long-sleeved crop top, and a pair of simple black pants, and some simple black shoes. He has on a white mask with a simple smile and squinted eye holes. Around both of his arms is one really long chain, with a hook at the right end, and a dagger blade at the other. His hair is deep black and really messy.
*That was easier than I thought it would be to describe him. huh.*
As he walks to the bar, he snaps his fingers and the chains dissipate, then reforms as a small chain choker on his neck.
Nija hanges from the cieling, "HI!"
He slowly looks up, then moves his mask so it covered the left side of his head. His face had a very insane-but-kinda-friendly vibe, and his irises were black. *I specify irises so that you don't imagine his eyes as entirely black.*
He smiles. "Hey there!"
"You look fun," they offer a handshake
He returns it. "Good, I'm glad someone thinks so."
Nija smiles, teleporting back down to the floor, "So what's your story?"
"You want the boo-hoo depressing version, or my version?"
"Your version. Sob stories are boring."
"Agreed. I was a child acrobat in a circus, and a group of fun people helped me realize my love for killing, so now I'm an assassin."
"Oh cool, i'm one too."
"Assassin, or child acrobat?"
"Assassin."
"That's nice, any good stories?" He walks over to the bar and sits down, patting a seat next to him.
Nija teleports into the seat, "I've killed a couple nobles."
"Really? That's amazing! I could never hope to kill a few nobles!" His voice was dripping in sarcasm, but in a joking way.
"You could flat a boat on the blood i've spilled. Nobles just have more guards. Their swords sell for some good coin."
He chuckles. "I don't really care for coin, it's the excitement of killing for me. Just the way someone gurgles when you cut their throat, they way they scream as you slowly cut them." He shivers. "The best feeling in the world."
"Ah, you're sadistic?"
"I guess you could say that. Although I don't 'get off' from it, it is just extremely satisfying to me."
"Yeah, i understand that pretty well."
"So, since I told you mine, what's your story?"
"I'm just a normal person. Got betrayed, got magical powers, killed the person who betrayed me, became an assassin."
"Ah, yes, a great backstory for any assassin."
"I guess so"
"Did we ever tell our names?"
"Nope. I'm Nija,"
"I'm Jack. I actually doubt you have heard of me, because I only arrived in this region a few days ago."
"You are correct."
"I usually am. So, what do you all do for fun around here?"
"Murder, rob, have drinking contests, bake"
"Definitely my type of place." He snaps his fingers, and his chain dissipates and forms a dagger in his left hand. "Wanna play a game?"
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*Hmmm, yeah, I think I'll put him in here. Time to channel my inner edgelord.*
A 5'10 guy walks in. He wears black bandages making a sort of long-sleeved crop top, and a pair of simple black pants, and some simple black shoes. He has on a white mask with a simple smile and squinted eye holes. Around both of his arms is one really long chain, with a hook at the right end, and a dagger blade at the other. His hair is deep black and really messy.
*That was easier than I thought it would be to describe him. huh.*
As he walks to the bar, he snaps his fingers and the chains dissipate, then reforms as a small chain choker on his neck.
Nija hanges from the cieling, "HI!"
He slowly looks up, then moves his mask so it covered the left side of his head. His face had a very insane-but-kinda-friendly vibe, and his irises were black. *I specify irises so that you don't imagine his eyes as entirely black.*
He smiles. "Hey there!"
"You look fun," they offer a handshake
He returns it. "Good, I'm glad someone thinks so."
Nija smiles, teleporting back down to the floor, "So what's your story?"
"You want the boo-hoo depressing version, or my version?"
"Your version. Sob stories are boring."
"Agreed. I was a child acrobat in a circus, and a group of fun people helped me realize my love for killing, so now I'm an assassin."
"Oh cool, i'm one too."
"Assassin, or child acrobat?"
"Assassin."
"That's nice, any good stories?" He walks over to the bar and sits down, patting a seat next to him.
Nija teleports into the seat, "I've killed a couple nobles."
"Really? That's amazing! I could never hope to kill a few nobles!" His voice was dripping in sarcasm, but in a joking way.
"You could flat a boat on the blood i've spilled. Nobles just have more guards. Their swords sell for some good coin."
He chuckles. "I don't really care for coin, it's the excitement of killing for me. Just the way someone gurgles when you cut their throat, they way they scream as you slowly cut them." He shivers. "The best feeling in the world."
"Ah, you're sadistic?"
"I guess you could say that. Although I don't 'get off' from it, it is just extremely satisfying to me."
"Yeah, i understand that pretty well."
"So, since I told you mine, what's your story?"
"I'm just a normal person. Got betrayed, got magical powers, killed the person who betrayed me, became an assassin."
"Ah, yes, a great backstory for any assassin."
"I guess so"
"Did we ever tell our names?"
"Nope. I'm Nija,"
"I'm Jack. I actually doubt you have heard of me, because I only arrived in this region a few days ago."
"You are correct."
"I usually am. So, what do you all do for fun around here?"
"Murder, rob, have drinking contests, bake"
"Definitely my type of place." He snaps his fingers, and his chain dissipates and forms a dagger in his left hand. "Wanna play a game?"
*Hmmm, yeah, I think I'll put him in here. Time to channel my inner edgelord.*
A 5'10 guy walks in. He wears black bandages making a sort of long-sleeved crop top, and a pair of simple black pants, and some simple black shoes. He has on a white mask with a simple smile and squinted eye holes. Around both of his arms is one really long chain, with a hook at the right end, and a dagger blade at the other. His hair is deep black and really messy.
*That was easier than I thought it would be to describe him. huh.*
As he walks to the bar, he snaps his fingers and the chains dissipate, then reforms as a small chain choker on his neck.
Nija hanges from the cieling, "HI!"
He slowly looks up, then moves his mask so it covered the left side of his head. His face had a very insane-but-kinda-friendly vibe, and his irises were black. *I specify irises so that you don't imagine his eyes as entirely black.*
He smiles. "Hey there!"
"You look fun," they offer a handshake
He returns it. "Good, I'm glad someone thinks so."
Nija smiles, teleporting back down to the floor, "So what's your story?"
"You want the boo-hoo depressing version, or my version?"
"Your version. Sob stories are boring."
"Agreed. I was a child acrobat in a circus, and a group of fun people helped me realize my love for killing, so now I'm an assassin."
"Oh cool, i'm one too."
"Assassin, or child acrobat?"
"Assassin."
"That's nice, any good stories?" He walks over to the bar and sits down, patting a seat next to him.
Nija teleports into the seat, "I've killed a couple nobles."
"Really? That's amazing! I could never hope to kill a few nobles!" His voice was dripping in sarcasm, but in a joking way.
"You could flat a boat on the blood i've spilled. Nobles just have more guards. Their swords sell for some good coin."
He chuckles. "I don't really care for coin, it's the excitement of killing for me. Just the way someone gurgles when you cut their throat, they way they scream as you slowly cut them." He shivers. "The best feeling in the world."
"Ah, you're sadistic?"
"I guess you could say that. Although I don't 'get off' from it, it is just extremely satisfying to me."
"Yeah, i understand that pretty well."
"So, since I told you mine, what's your story?"
"I'm just a normal person. Got betrayed, got magical powers, killed the person who betrayed me, became an assassin."
"Ah, yes, a great backstory for any assassin."
"I guess so"
"Did we ever tell our names?"
"Nope. I'm Nija,"
"I'm Jack. I actually doubt you have heard of me, because I only arrived in this region a few days ago."
"You are correct."
"I usually am. So, what do you all do for fun around here?"
"Murder, rob, have drinking contests, bake"
"Definitely my type of place." He snaps his fingers, and his chain dissipates and forms a dagger in his left hand. "Wanna play a game?"
"Sure. Whats the game."
"What you do is, take a knife or dagger, then repeatedly stab the area in between your fingers, alternating between your thumb and the other spaces. Whoever cuts a finger first loses and buys the winner a drink."
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*Hmmm, yeah, I think I'll put him in here. Time to channel my inner edgelord.*
A 5'10 guy walks in. He wears black bandages making a sort of long-sleeved crop top, and a pair of simple black pants, and some simple black shoes. He has on a white mask with a simple smile and squinted eye holes. Around both of his arms is one really long chain, with a hook at the right end, and a dagger blade at the other. His hair is deep black and really messy.
*That was easier than I thought it would be to describe him. huh.*
As he walks to the bar, he snaps his fingers and the chains dissipate, then reforms as a small chain choker on his neck.
Nija hanges from the cieling, "HI!"
He slowly looks up, then moves his mask so it covered the left side of his head. His face had a very insane-but-kinda-friendly vibe, and his irises were black. *I specify irises so that you don't imagine his eyes as entirely black.*
He smiles. "Hey there!"
"You look fun," they offer a handshake
He returns it. "Good, I'm glad someone thinks so."
Nija smiles, teleporting back down to the floor, "So what's your story?"
"You want the boo-hoo depressing version, or my version?"
"Your version. Sob stories are boring."
"Agreed. I was a child acrobat in a circus, and a group of fun people helped me realize my love for killing, so now I'm an assassin."
"Oh cool, i'm one too."
"Assassin, or child acrobat?"
"Assassin."
"That's nice, any good stories?" He walks over to the bar and sits down, patting a seat next to him.
Nija teleports into the seat, "I've killed a couple nobles."
"Really? That's amazing! I could never hope to kill a few nobles!" His voice was dripping in sarcasm, but in a joking way.
"You could flat a boat on the blood i've spilled. Nobles just have more guards. Their swords sell for some good coin."
He chuckles. "I don't really care for coin, it's the excitement of killing for me. Just the way someone gurgles when you cut their throat, they way they scream as you slowly cut them." He shivers. "The best feeling in the world."
"Ah, you're sadistic?"
"I guess you could say that. Although I don't 'get off' from it, it is just extremely satisfying to me."
"Yeah, i understand that pretty well."
"So, since I told you mine, what's your story?"
"I'm just a normal person. Got betrayed, got magical powers, killed the person who betrayed me, became an assassin."
"Ah, yes, a great backstory for any assassin."
"I guess so"
"Did we ever tell our names?"
"Nope. I'm Nija,"
"I'm Jack. I actually doubt you have heard of me, because I only arrived in this region a few days ago."
"You are correct."
"I usually am. So, what do you all do for fun around here?"
"Murder, rob, have drinking contests, bake"
"Definitely my type of place." He snaps his fingers, and his chain dissipates and forms a dagger in his left hand. "Wanna play a game?"
"Sure. Whats the game."
"What you do is, take a knife or dagger, then repeatedly stab the area in between your fingers, alternating between your thumb and the other spaces. Whoever cuts a finger first loses and buys the winner a drink."
Nija shrugs, pulling out a dagger and starting:14, minimun is 20
"What you do is, take a knife or dagger, then repeatedly stab the area in between your fingers, alternating between your thumb and the other spaces. Whoever cuts a finger first loses and buys the winner a drink."
Nija shrugs, pulling out a dagger and starting:14, minimun is 20
*I'm assuming the roll is for dexterity.*
8
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"What you do is, take a knife or dagger, then repeatedly stab the area in between your fingers, alternating between your thumb and the other spaces. Whoever cuts a finger first loses and buys the winner a drink."
Nija shrugs, pulling out a dagger and starting:14, minimun is 20
"What you do is, take a knife or dagger, then repeatedly stab the area in between your fingers, alternating between your thumb and the other spaces. Whoever cuts a finger first loses and buys the winner a drink."
Nija shrugs, pulling out a dagger and starting:14, minimun is 20
*I'm assuming the roll is for dexterity.*
12
*Yep*
As he cuts one of his fingers. "Dang, looks like I'm out of practice." He snaps his fingers, the dagger goes back to the chain choker form. "I owe you a drink now, what do you want?"
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"What you do is, take a knife or dagger, then repeatedly stab the area in between your fingers, alternating between your thumb and the other spaces. Whoever cuts a finger first loses and buys the winner a drink."
Nija shrugs, pulling out a dagger and starting:14, minimun is 20
*I'm assuming the roll is for dexterity.*
12
*Yep*
As he cuts one of his fingers. "Dang, looks like I'm out of practice." He snaps his fingers, the dagger goes back to the chain choker form. "I owe you a drink now, what do you want?"
"What you do is, take a knife or dagger, then repeatedly stab the area in between your fingers, alternating between your thumb and the other spaces. Whoever cuts a finger first loses and buys the winner a drink."
Nija shrugs, pulling out a dagger and starting:14, minimun is 20
*I'm assuming the roll is for dexterity.*
12
*Yep*
As he cuts one of his fingers. "Dang, looks like I'm out of practice." He snaps his fingers, the dagger goes back to the chain choker form. "I owe you a drink now, what do you want?"
He orders the most expensive drink on the menu
He chuckles. "Oh, come on. I only have about 50 gold pieces." He sighs, put his mask back over his face, and stretches.
"What you do is, take a knife or dagger, then repeatedly stab the area in between your fingers, alternating between your thumb and the other spaces. Whoever cuts a finger first loses and buys the winner a drink."
Nija shrugs, pulling out a dagger and starting:14, minimun is 20
*I'm assuming the roll is for dexterity.*
12
*Yep*
As he cuts one of his fingers. "Dang, looks like I'm out of practice." He snaps his fingers, the dagger goes back to the chain choker form. "I owe you a drink now, what do you want?"
He orders the most expensive drink on the menu
He chuckles. "Oh, come on. I only have about 50 gold pieces." He sighs, put his mask back over his face, and stretches.
"What you do is, take a knife or dagger, then repeatedly stab the area in between your fingers, alternating between your thumb and the other spaces. Whoever cuts a finger first loses and buys the winner a drink."
Nija shrugs, pulling out a dagger and starting:14, minimun is 20
*I'm assuming the roll is for dexterity.*
12
*Yep*
As he cuts one of his fingers. "Dang, looks like I'm out of practice." He snaps his fingers, the dagger goes back to the chain choker form. "I owe you a drink now, what do you want?"
He orders the most expensive drink on the menu
He chuckles. "Oh, come on. I only have about 50 gold pieces." He sighs, put his mask back over his face, and stretches.
"Its only about 2 gold."
He seems surprised. He goes to say something, but forgot his mask, so it was muffled. He moved the mask back. "Really? That's cheap compared to some of the drinks I've seen."
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"What you do is, take a knife or dagger, then repeatedly stab the area in between your fingers, alternating between your thumb and the other spaces. Whoever cuts a finger first loses and buys the winner a drink."
Nija shrugs, pulling out a dagger and starting:14, minimun is 20
*I'm assuming the roll is for dexterity.*
12
*Yep*
As he cuts one of his fingers. "Dang, looks like I'm out of practice." He snaps his fingers, the dagger goes back to the chain choker form. "I owe you a drink now, what do you want?"
He orders the most expensive drink on the menu
He chuckles. "Oh, come on. I only have about 50 gold pieces." He sighs, put his mask back over his face, and stretches.
"Its only about 2 gold."
He seems surprised. He goes to say something, but forgot his mask, so it was muffled. He moved the mask back. "Really? That's cheap compared to some of the drinks I've seen."
"You were muffled a bit. Yeah, this place isn't too expensive."
"I usually am. So, what do you all do for fun around here?"
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"Murder, rob, have drinking contests, bake"
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"Definitely my type of place." He snaps his fingers, and his chain dissipates and forms a dagger in his left hand. "Wanna play a game?"
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"Sure. Whats the game."
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"What you do is, take a knife or dagger, then repeatedly stab the area in between your fingers, alternating between your thumb and the other spaces. Whoever cuts a finger first loses and buys the winner a drink."
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Nija shrugs, pulling out a dagger and starting:14, minimun is 20
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*I'm assuming the roll is for dexterity.*
8
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*Yep*
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As he cuts one of his fingers. "Dang, looks like I'm out of practice." He snaps his fingers, the dagger goes back to the chain choker form. "I owe you a drink now, what do you want?"
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He orders the most expensive drink on the menu
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He chuckles. "Oh, come on. I only have about 50 gold pieces." He sighs, put his mask back over his face, and stretches.
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"Its only about 2 gold."
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He seems surprised. He goes to say something, but forgot his mask, so it was muffled. He moved the mask back. "Really? That's cheap compared to some of the drinks I've seen."
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"You were muffled a bit. Yeah, this place isn't too expensive."
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"Well, I'll happily pay 2 gold." He pulls out a small black cloth pouch and pulls out 2 gold.
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Nija downs the drink
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"I might as well get myself something." He orders himself some shots of various drinks.
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Nija nods, downing a normal mug of ale
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He chuckles as he watches him drink it all. "My, you are quite a glutton."
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"My stoumach is connected to a bag of devouring."
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Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
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