Tench and the crew are rocking out to the Irish Pub Song
Alvin is in the corner looking grumpy
Casmir is with the crew.
There is almost like a little dance circle formed. Tench and a couple other crewmembers are dancing drunkenly in the middle. Periodically one of them swaps out for someone forming the circle.
Casmir watches, vibing to the song.
The band starts playing slower music and Tench goes to sit down. He raises his bottle and shouts "Here's ta money an' guns!" before taking a long draught and chucking the now empty bottle into the fireplace. He waves for Casmir to come sit at the table.
Casmir walks over, taking a seat. He looked quite content.
"Good te see ya lad, didje open th' pouch yet?"
"Not yet, I got a little distracted by the party. I'll open it now." He pulls out the pouch, starting to open it.
Inside is ten pp and a ring of water walking
"Should come in handy, no?"
*I have no idea what pp is.*
He tried on the ring. "Definitely, I suck at swimming."
*platinum pieces, Tench has a limited coffer of these to pay the crew for pre-launch jobs*
*Oh, okay*
"So where did Alvin put ye?"
"I think he's going with the nest idea for now, he said there wasn't anyone better to put there."
Tench laughs, "I'm inclined to agree with him." Tench looks out the window at the waning moon, and points at it with his cane "Next new moon we're shipping out, we'll take Waterdeep in th' dark. If ye need any light on that night friend," he grins and chuckles darkly, "Light a building on fire."
Casmir smiled. "Understood." He looked around at the other crew members. "Are there any other prominent crew members I should know or meet?"
"Yes," he points to a deep purple skinned mind flayer with yellow eyes wearing a tricorne, with a black octopus riding on its shoulder. "That's Thrtliqql and his familiar, Q'ithrilax. Also, ye'll need ta know Tordek." He points to a shirtless, muscular dwarf wearing a blindfold. "He's the quartermaster, go to him if ye need ammo, or if ye'd like ta try weapons with a bit more punch to 'em."
"Alright." He makes a mental note of the people.
*Also, YAY! A Q'ilibrith reference, I assume.*
"Watch out fer Thrtliqql, he's weaning himself off of humanoid brains, but he still has a ... hunger. He serves some alien god whose name I can't pronounce, that's where he got the familiar."
*Yes it's the same species!*
"Ah, noted." His gaze turned to the ship's woodwork. "How long did it take for you to make this?"
"Years," Tench says, looking fondly at the deck, "It started th' day I fled Waterdeep half alive. I poured all of my hidden funds into this ship, swearing my revenge. I think I'll get a nice return."
"I think you will, too. It'd take more than two ancient dragons to take this thing down."
"That's the idea, the Blackstaff will get what's coming to her."
"Blackstaff?"
"Head wizard of Waterdeep, scourge of invaders. I was nearly Imprisoned by that thrice-blasted sellwand."
"Well, you'll definitely get your chance to imprison her this time." He got up and spread his arms and wings. "With a crew and ship like this, it's your destiny to be successful in your missions!"
Krathian scoffs, "I stopped believin' in density long ago when I failed on me first attempt ta take Waterdeep. This is th' balancing of scales, this is something deeper than density. Revenge."
*Yes the density misspelling was intentional*
"Regardless, what I'm saying is I have the utmost confidence in your, and the crew's and ship's, abilities." He sat back down.
"As do I. I am especially confident in your abilities as well." He raises his bottle, "Heres to the great things you're sure to do, as part of MacCleaver's vengeful crew." the rest of the crew raises their tankards and says "Hear hear," before laughing and drinking deeply
Casmir laughed with the crew, getting a bottle for himself to join the drinking.
Alvin walks in, and half the crew stops, wary of new orders or something, but all he does is glare at them and go to his room, upon which the merrymaking resumes.
Tench chuckles, "That's why he's first mate. He could silence a leviathan with a look, so that I don't have to threaten people meself."
"That is very... disturbing."
Krathian laughs and drinks another draught. "Not literally mind you, we fought a leviathan together once on of me old ships, the Zaratan Scourge. The razor water nearly flayed him alive, he has several nasty scars all over his chest from that one."
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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.
Tench and the crew are rocking out to the Irish Pub Song
Alvin is in the corner looking grumpy
Casmir is with the crew.
There is almost like a little dance circle formed. Tench and a couple other crewmembers are dancing drunkenly in the middle. Periodically one of them swaps out for someone forming the circle.
Casmir watches, vibing to the song.
The band starts playing slower music and Tench goes to sit down. He raises his bottle and shouts "Here's ta money an' guns!" before taking a long draught and chucking the now empty bottle into the fireplace. He waves for Casmir to come sit at the table.
Casmir walks over, taking a seat. He looked quite content.
"Good te see ya lad, didje open th' pouch yet?"
"Not yet, I got a little distracted by the party. I'll open it now." He pulls out the pouch, starting to open it.
Inside is ten pp and a ring of water walking
"Should come in handy, no?"
*I have no idea what pp is.*
He tried on the ring. "Definitely, I suck at swimming."
*platinum pieces, Tench has a limited coffer of these to pay the crew for pre-launch jobs*
*Oh, okay*
"So where did Alvin put ye?"
"I think he's going with the nest idea for now, he said there wasn't anyone better to put there."
Tench laughs, "I'm inclined to agree with him." Tench looks out the window at the waning moon, and points at it with his cane "Next new moon we're shipping out, we'll take Waterdeep in th' dark. If ye need any light on that night friend," he grins and chuckles darkly, "Light a building on fire."
Casmir smiled. "Understood." He looked around at the other crew members. "Are there any other prominent crew members I should know or meet?"
"Yes," he points to a deep purple skinned mind flayer with yellow eyes wearing a tricorne, with a black octopus riding on its shoulder. "That's Thrtliqql and his familiar, Q'ithrilax. Also, ye'll need ta know Tordek." He points to a shirtless, muscular dwarf wearing a blindfold. "He's the quartermaster, go to him if ye need ammo, or if ye'd like ta try weapons with a bit more punch to 'em."
"Alright." He makes a mental note of the people.
*Also, YAY! A Q'ilibrith reference, I assume.*
"Watch out fer Thrtliqql, he's weaning himself off of humanoid brains, but he still has a ... hunger. He serves some alien god whose name I can't pronounce, that's where he got the familiar."
*Yes it's the same species!*
"Ah, noted." His gaze turned to the ship's woodwork. "How long did it take for you to make this?"
"Years," Tench says, looking fondly at the deck, "It started th' day I fled Waterdeep half alive. I poured all of my hidden funds into this ship, swearing my revenge. I think I'll get a nice return."
"I think you will, too. It'd take more than two ancient dragons to take this thing down."
"That's the idea, the Blackstaff will get what's coming to her."
"Blackstaff?"
"Head wizard of Waterdeep, scourge of invaders. I was nearly Imprisoned by that thrice-blasted sellwand."
"Well, you'll definitely get your chance to imprison her this time." He got up and spread his arms and wings. "With a crew and ship like this, it's your destiny to be successful in your missions!"
Krathian scoffs, "I stopped believin' in density long ago when I failed on me first attempt ta take Waterdeep. This is th' balancing of scales, this is something deeper than density. Revenge."
*Yes the density misspelling was intentional*
"Regardless, what I'm saying is I have the utmost confidence in your, and the crew's and ship's, abilities." He sat back down.
"As do I. I am especially confident in your abilities as well." He raises his bottle, "Heres to the great things you're sure to do, as part of MacCleaver's vengeful crew." the rest of the crew raises their tankards and says "Hear hear," before laughing and drinking deeply
Casmir laughed with the crew, getting a bottle for himself to join the drinking.
Alvin walks in, and half the crew stops, wary of new orders or something, but all he does is glare at them and go to his room, upon which the merrymaking resumes.
Tench chuckles, "That's why he's first mate. He could silence a leviathan with a look, so that I don't have to threaten people meself."
"That is very... disturbing."
Krathian laughs and drinks another draught. "Not literally mind you, we fought a leviathan together once on of me old ships, the Zaratan Scourge. The razor water nearly flayed him alive, he has several nasty scars all over his chest from that one."
"Ouch. I bet the battle was awesome, though."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Tench and the crew are rocking out to the Irish Pub Song
Alvin is in the corner looking grumpy
Casmir is with the crew.
There is almost like a little dance circle formed. Tench and a couple other crewmembers are dancing drunkenly in the middle. Periodically one of them swaps out for someone forming the circle.
Casmir watches, vibing to the song.
The band starts playing slower music and Tench goes to sit down. He raises his bottle and shouts "Here's ta money an' guns!" before taking a long draught and chucking the now empty bottle into the fireplace. He waves for Casmir to come sit at the table.
Casmir walks over, taking a seat. He looked quite content.
"Good te see ya lad, didje open th' pouch yet?"
"Not yet, I got a little distracted by the party. I'll open it now." He pulls out the pouch, starting to open it.
Inside is ten pp and a ring of water walking
"Should come in handy, no?"
*I have no idea what pp is.*
He tried on the ring. "Definitely, I suck at swimming."
*platinum pieces, Tench has a limited coffer of these to pay the crew for pre-launch jobs*
*Oh, okay*
"So where did Alvin put ye?"
"I think he's going with the nest idea for now, he said there wasn't anyone better to put there."
Tench laughs, "I'm inclined to agree with him." Tench looks out the window at the waning moon, and points at it with his cane "Next new moon we're shipping out, we'll take Waterdeep in th' dark. If ye need any light on that night friend," he grins and chuckles darkly, "Light a building on fire."
Casmir smiled. "Understood." He looked around at the other crew members. "Are there any other prominent crew members I should know or meet?"
"Yes," he points to a deep purple skinned mind flayer with yellow eyes wearing a tricorne, with a black octopus riding on its shoulder. "That's Thrtliqql and his familiar, Q'ithrilax. Also, ye'll need ta know Tordek." He points to a shirtless, muscular dwarf wearing a blindfold. "He's the quartermaster, go to him if ye need ammo, or if ye'd like ta try weapons with a bit more punch to 'em."
"Alright." He makes a mental note of the people.
*Also, YAY! A Q'ilibrith reference, I assume.*
"Watch out fer Thrtliqql, he's weaning himself off of humanoid brains, but he still has a ... hunger. He serves some alien god whose name I can't pronounce, that's where he got the familiar."
*Yes it's the same species!*
"Ah, noted." His gaze turned to the ship's woodwork. "How long did it take for you to make this?"
"Years," Tench says, looking fondly at the deck, "It started th' day I fled Waterdeep half alive. I poured all of my hidden funds into this ship, swearing my revenge. I think I'll get a nice return."
"I think you will, too. It'd take more than two ancient dragons to take this thing down."
"That's the idea, the Blackstaff will get what's coming to her."
"Blackstaff?"
"Head wizard of Waterdeep, scourge of invaders. I was nearly Imprisoned by that thrice-blasted sellwand."
"Well, you'll definitely get your chance to imprison her this time." He got up and spread his arms and wings. "With a crew and ship like this, it's your destiny to be successful in your missions!"
Krathian scoffs, "I stopped believin' in density long ago when I failed on me first attempt ta take Waterdeep. This is th' balancing of scales, this is something deeper than density. Revenge."
*Yes the density misspelling was intentional*
"Regardless, what I'm saying is I have the utmost confidence in your, and the crew's and ship's, abilities." He sat back down.
"As do I. I am especially confident in your abilities as well." He raises his bottle, "Heres to the great things you're sure to do, as part of MacCleaver's vengeful crew." the rest of the crew raises their tankards and says "Hear hear," before laughing and drinking deeply
Casmir laughed with the crew, getting a bottle for himself to join the drinking.
Alvin walks in, and half the crew stops, wary of new orders or something, but all he does is glare at them and go to his room, upon which the merrymaking resumes.
Tench chuckles, "That's why he's first mate. He could silence a leviathan with a look, so that I don't have to threaten people meself."
"That is very... disturbing."
Krathian laughs and drinks another draught. "Not literally mind you, we fought a leviathan together once on of me old ships, the Zaratan Scourge. The razor water nearly flayed him alive, he has several nasty scars all over his chest from that one."
"Ouch. I bet the battle was awesome, though."
"Not so much actually," Krathian chuckles at the memory, "The beast reared its head and none of us knew what to do. Alvin threw a shield at it and started yelling. Eventually we had our wits gathered about us enough to run - that ship was much smaller - but by then Alvin was pulled overboard. Somehow he managed to give the beast the slip and catch up with us."
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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.
Tench and the crew are rocking out to the Irish Pub Song
Alvin is in the corner looking grumpy
Casmir is with the crew.
There is almost like a little dance circle formed. Tench and a couple other crewmembers are dancing drunkenly in the middle. Periodically one of them swaps out for someone forming the circle.
Casmir watches, vibing to the song.
The band starts playing slower music and Tench goes to sit down. He raises his bottle and shouts "Here's ta money an' guns!" before taking a long draught and chucking the now empty bottle into the fireplace. He waves for Casmir to come sit at the table.
Casmir walks over, taking a seat. He looked quite content.
"Good te see ya lad, didje open th' pouch yet?"
"Not yet, I got a little distracted by the party. I'll open it now." He pulls out the pouch, starting to open it.
Inside is ten pp and a ring of water walking
"Should come in handy, no?"
*I have no idea what pp is.*
He tried on the ring. "Definitely, I suck at swimming."
*platinum pieces, Tench has a limited coffer of these to pay the crew for pre-launch jobs*
*Oh, okay*
"So where did Alvin put ye?"
"I think he's going with the nest idea for now, he said there wasn't anyone better to put there."
Tench laughs, "I'm inclined to agree with him." Tench looks out the window at the waning moon, and points at it with his cane "Next new moon we're shipping out, we'll take Waterdeep in th' dark. If ye need any light on that night friend," he grins and chuckles darkly, "Light a building on fire."
Casmir smiled. "Understood." He looked around at the other crew members. "Are there any other prominent crew members I should know or meet?"
"Yes," he points to a deep purple skinned mind flayer with yellow eyes wearing a tricorne, with a black octopus riding on its shoulder. "That's Thrtliqql and his familiar, Q'ithrilax. Also, ye'll need ta know Tordek." He points to a shirtless, muscular dwarf wearing a blindfold. "He's the quartermaster, go to him if ye need ammo, or if ye'd like ta try weapons with a bit more punch to 'em."
"Alright." He makes a mental note of the people.
*Also, YAY! A Q'ilibrith reference, I assume.*
"Watch out fer Thrtliqql, he's weaning himself off of humanoid brains, but he still has a ... hunger. He serves some alien god whose name I can't pronounce, that's where he got the familiar."
*Yes it's the same species!*
"Ah, noted." His gaze turned to the ship's woodwork. "How long did it take for you to make this?"
"Years," Tench says, looking fondly at the deck, "It started th' day I fled Waterdeep half alive. I poured all of my hidden funds into this ship, swearing my revenge. I think I'll get a nice return."
"I think you will, too. It'd take more than two ancient dragons to take this thing down."
"That's the idea, the Blackstaff will get what's coming to her."
"Blackstaff?"
"Head wizard of Waterdeep, scourge of invaders. I was nearly Imprisoned by that thrice-blasted sellwand."
"Well, you'll definitely get your chance to imprison her this time." He got up and spread his arms and wings. "With a crew and ship like this, it's your destiny to be successful in your missions!"
Krathian scoffs, "I stopped believin' in density long ago when I failed on me first attempt ta take Waterdeep. This is th' balancing of scales, this is something deeper than density. Revenge."
*Yes the density misspelling was intentional*
"Regardless, what I'm saying is I have the utmost confidence in your, and the crew's and ship's, abilities." He sat back down.
"As do I. I am especially confident in your abilities as well." He raises his bottle, "Heres to the great things you're sure to do, as part of MacCleaver's vengeful crew." the rest of the crew raises their tankards and says "Hear hear," before laughing and drinking deeply
Casmir laughed with the crew, getting a bottle for himself to join the drinking.
Alvin walks in, and half the crew stops, wary of new orders or something, but all he does is glare at them and go to his room, upon which the merrymaking resumes.
Tench chuckles, "That's why he's first mate. He could silence a leviathan with a look, so that I don't have to threaten people meself."
"That is very... disturbing."
Krathian laughs and drinks another draught. "Not literally mind you, we fought a leviathan together once on of me old ships, the Zaratan Scourge. The razor water nearly flayed him alive, he has several nasty scars all over his chest from that one."
"Ouch. I bet the battle was awesome, though."
"Not so much actually," Krathian chuckles at the memory, "The beast reared its head and none of us knew what to do. Alvin threw a shield at it and started yelling. Eventually we had our wits gathered about us enough to run - that ship was much smaller - but by then Alvin was pulled overboard. Somehow he managed to give the beast the slip and catch up with us."
"Oh. Still, he survived, which is pretty awesome in it's own right."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Tench and the crew are rocking out to the Irish Pub Song
Alvin is in the corner looking grumpy
Casmir is with the crew.
There is almost like a little dance circle formed. Tench and a couple other crewmembers are dancing drunkenly in the middle. Periodically one of them swaps out for someone forming the circle.
Casmir watches, vibing to the song.
The band starts playing slower music and Tench goes to sit down. He raises his bottle and shouts "Here's ta money an' guns!" before taking a long draught and chucking the now empty bottle into the fireplace. He waves for Casmir to come sit at the table.
Casmir walks over, taking a seat. He looked quite content.
"Good te see ya lad, didje open th' pouch yet?"
"Not yet, I got a little distracted by the party. I'll open it now." He pulls out the pouch, starting to open it.
Inside is ten pp and a ring of water walking
"Should come in handy, no?"
*I have no idea what pp is.*
He tried on the ring. "Definitely, I suck at swimming."
*platinum pieces, Tench has a limited coffer of these to pay the crew for pre-launch jobs*
*Oh, okay*
"So where did Alvin put ye?"
"I think he's going with the nest idea for now, he said there wasn't anyone better to put there."
Tench laughs, "I'm inclined to agree with him." Tench looks out the window at the waning moon, and points at it with his cane "Next new moon we're shipping out, we'll take Waterdeep in th' dark. If ye need any light on that night friend," he grins and chuckles darkly, "Light a building on fire."
Casmir smiled. "Understood." He looked around at the other crew members. "Are there any other prominent crew members I should know or meet?"
"Yes," he points to a deep purple skinned mind flayer with yellow eyes wearing a tricorne, with a black octopus riding on its shoulder. "That's Thrtliqql and his familiar, Q'ithrilax. Also, ye'll need ta know Tordek." He points to a shirtless, muscular dwarf wearing a blindfold. "He's the quartermaster, go to him if ye need ammo, or if ye'd like ta try weapons with a bit more punch to 'em."
"Alright." He makes a mental note of the people.
*Also, YAY! A Q'ilibrith reference, I assume.*
"Watch out fer Thrtliqql, he's weaning himself off of humanoid brains, but he still has a ... hunger. He serves some alien god whose name I can't pronounce, that's where he got the familiar."
*Yes it's the same species!*
"Ah, noted." His gaze turned to the ship's woodwork. "How long did it take for you to make this?"
"Years," Tench says, looking fondly at the deck, "It started th' day I fled Waterdeep half alive. I poured all of my hidden funds into this ship, swearing my revenge. I think I'll get a nice return."
"I think you will, too. It'd take more than two ancient dragons to take this thing down."
"That's the idea, the Blackstaff will get what's coming to her."
"Blackstaff?"
"Head wizard of Waterdeep, scourge of invaders. I was nearly Imprisoned by that thrice-blasted sellwand."
"Well, you'll definitely get your chance to imprison her this time." He got up and spread his arms and wings. "With a crew and ship like this, it's your destiny to be successful in your missions!"
Krathian scoffs, "I stopped believin' in density long ago when I failed on me first attempt ta take Waterdeep. This is th' balancing of scales, this is something deeper than density. Revenge."
*Yes the density misspelling was intentional*
"Regardless, what I'm saying is I have the utmost confidence in your, and the crew's and ship's, abilities." He sat back down.
"As do I. I am especially confident in your abilities as well." He raises his bottle, "Heres to the great things you're sure to do, as part of MacCleaver's vengeful crew." the rest of the crew raises their tankards and says "Hear hear," before laughing and drinking deeply
Casmir laughed with the crew, getting a bottle for himself to join the drinking.
Alvin walks in, and half the crew stops, wary of new orders or something, but all he does is glare at them and go to his room, upon which the merrymaking resumes.
Tench chuckles, "That's why he's first mate. He could silence a leviathan with a look, so that I don't have to threaten people meself."
"That is very... disturbing."
Krathian laughs and drinks another draught. "Not literally mind you, we fought a leviathan together once on of me old ships, the Zaratan Scourge. The razor water nearly flayed him alive, he has several nasty scars all over his chest from that one."
"Ouch. I bet the battle was awesome, though."
"Not so much actually," Krathian chuckles at the memory, "The beast reared its head and none of us knew what to do. Alvin threw a shield at it and started yelling. Eventually we had our wits gathered about us enough to run - that ship was much smaller - but by then Alvin was pulled overboard. Somehow he managed to give the beast the slip and catch up with us."
"Oh. Still, he survived, which is pretty awesome in it's own right."
"Indeed it is."
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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.
Tench and the crew are rocking out to the Irish Pub Song
Alvin is in the corner looking grumpy
Casmir is with the crew.
There is almost like a little dance circle formed. Tench and a couple other crewmembers are dancing drunkenly in the middle. Periodically one of them swaps out for someone forming the circle.
Casmir watches, vibing to the song.
The band starts playing slower music and Tench goes to sit down. He raises his bottle and shouts "Here's ta money an' guns!" before taking a long draught and chucking the now empty bottle into the fireplace. He waves for Casmir to come sit at the table.
Casmir walks over, taking a seat. He looked quite content.
"Good te see ya lad, didje open th' pouch yet?"
"Not yet, I got a little distracted by the party. I'll open it now." He pulls out the pouch, starting to open it.
Inside is ten pp and a ring of water walking
"Should come in handy, no?"
*I have no idea what pp is.*
He tried on the ring. "Definitely, I suck at swimming."
*platinum pieces, Tench has a limited coffer of these to pay the crew for pre-launch jobs*
*Oh, okay*
"So where did Alvin put ye?"
"I think he's going with the nest idea for now, he said there wasn't anyone better to put there."
Tench laughs, "I'm inclined to agree with him." Tench looks out the window at the waning moon, and points at it with his cane "Next new moon we're shipping out, we'll take Waterdeep in th' dark. If ye need any light on that night friend," he grins and chuckles darkly, "Light a building on fire."
Casmir smiled. "Understood." He looked around at the other crew members. "Are there any other prominent crew members I should know or meet?"
"Yes," he points to a deep purple skinned mind flayer with yellow eyes wearing a tricorne, with a black octopus riding on its shoulder. "That's Thrtliqql and his familiar, Q'ithrilax. Also, ye'll need ta know Tordek." He points to a shirtless, muscular dwarf wearing a blindfold. "He's the quartermaster, go to him if ye need ammo, or if ye'd like ta try weapons with a bit more punch to 'em."
"Alright." He makes a mental note of the people.
*Also, YAY! A Q'ilibrith reference, I assume.*
"Watch out fer Thrtliqql, he's weaning himself off of humanoid brains, but he still has a ... hunger. He serves some alien god whose name I can't pronounce, that's where he got the familiar."
*Yes it's the same species!*
"Ah, noted." His gaze turned to the ship's woodwork. "How long did it take for you to make this?"
"Years," Tench says, looking fondly at the deck, "It started th' day I fled Waterdeep half alive. I poured all of my hidden funds into this ship, swearing my revenge. I think I'll get a nice return."
"I think you will, too. It'd take more than two ancient dragons to take this thing down."
"That's the idea, the Blackstaff will get what's coming to her."
"Blackstaff?"
"Head wizard of Waterdeep, scourge of invaders. I was nearly Imprisoned by that thrice-blasted sellwand."
"Well, you'll definitely get your chance to imprison her this time." He got up and spread his arms and wings. "With a crew and ship like this, it's your destiny to be successful in your missions!"
Krathian scoffs, "I stopped believin' in density long ago when I failed on me first attempt ta take Waterdeep. This is th' balancing of scales, this is something deeper than density. Revenge."
*Yes the density misspelling was intentional*
"Regardless, what I'm saying is I have the utmost confidence in your, and the crew's and ship's, abilities." He sat back down.
"As do I. I am especially confident in your abilities as well." He raises his bottle, "Heres to the great things you're sure to do, as part of MacCleaver's vengeful crew." the rest of the crew raises their tankards and says "Hear hear," before laughing and drinking deeply
Casmir laughed with the crew, getting a bottle for himself to join the drinking.
Alvin walks in, and half the crew stops, wary of new orders or something, but all he does is glare at them and go to his room, upon which the merrymaking resumes.
Tench chuckles, "That's why he's first mate. He could silence a leviathan with a look, so that I don't have to threaten people meself."
"That is very... disturbing."
Krathian laughs and drinks another draught. "Not literally mind you, we fought a leviathan together once on of me old ships, the Zaratan Scourge. The razor water nearly flayed him alive, he has several nasty scars all over his chest from that one."
"Ouch. I bet the battle was awesome, though."
"Not so much actually," Krathian chuckles at the memory, "The beast reared its head and none of us knew what to do. Alvin threw a shield at it and started yelling. Eventually we had our wits gathered about us enough to run - that ship was much smaller - but by then Alvin was pulled overboard. Somehow he managed to give the beast the slip and catch up with us."
"Oh. Still, he survived, which is pretty awesome in it's own right."
"Indeed it is."
"How'd you meet him?"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Tench and the crew are rocking out to the Irish Pub Song
Alvin is in the corner looking grumpy
Casmir is with the crew.
There is almost like a little dance circle formed. Tench and a couple other crewmembers are dancing drunkenly in the middle. Periodically one of them swaps out for someone forming the circle.
Casmir watches, vibing to the song.
The band starts playing slower music and Tench goes to sit down. He raises his bottle and shouts "Here's ta money an' guns!" before taking a long draught and chucking the now empty bottle into the fireplace. He waves for Casmir to come sit at the table.
Casmir walks over, taking a seat. He looked quite content.
"Good te see ya lad, didje open th' pouch yet?"
"Not yet, I got a little distracted by the party. I'll open it now." He pulls out the pouch, starting to open it.
Inside is ten pp and a ring of water walking
"Should come in handy, no?"
*I have no idea what pp is.*
He tried on the ring. "Definitely, I suck at swimming."
*platinum pieces, Tench has a limited coffer of these to pay the crew for pre-launch jobs*
*Oh, okay*
"So where did Alvin put ye?"
"I think he's going with the nest idea for now, he said there wasn't anyone better to put there."
Tench laughs, "I'm inclined to agree with him." Tench looks out the window at the waning moon, and points at it with his cane "Next new moon we're shipping out, we'll take Waterdeep in th' dark. If ye need any light on that night friend," he grins and chuckles darkly, "Light a building on fire."
Casmir smiled. "Understood." He looked around at the other crew members. "Are there any other prominent crew members I should know or meet?"
"Yes," he points to a deep purple skinned mind flayer with yellow eyes wearing a tricorne, with a black octopus riding on its shoulder. "That's Thrtliqql and his familiar, Q'ithrilax. Also, ye'll need ta know Tordek." He points to a shirtless, muscular dwarf wearing a blindfold. "He's the quartermaster, go to him if ye need ammo, or if ye'd like ta try weapons with a bit more punch to 'em."
"Alright." He makes a mental note of the people.
*Also, YAY! A Q'ilibrith reference, I assume.*
"Watch out fer Thrtliqql, he's weaning himself off of humanoid brains, but he still has a ... hunger. He serves some alien god whose name I can't pronounce, that's where he got the familiar."
*Yes it's the same species!*
"Ah, noted." His gaze turned to the ship's woodwork. "How long did it take for you to make this?"
"Years," Tench says, looking fondly at the deck, "It started th' day I fled Waterdeep half alive. I poured all of my hidden funds into this ship, swearing my revenge. I think I'll get a nice return."
"I think you will, too. It'd take more than two ancient dragons to take this thing down."
"That's the idea, the Blackstaff will get what's coming to her."
"Blackstaff?"
"Head wizard of Waterdeep, scourge of invaders. I was nearly Imprisoned by that thrice-blasted sellwand."
"Well, you'll definitely get your chance to imprison her this time." He got up and spread his arms and wings. "With a crew and ship like this, it's your destiny to be successful in your missions!"
Krathian scoffs, "I stopped believin' in density long ago when I failed on me first attempt ta take Waterdeep. This is th' balancing of scales, this is something deeper than density. Revenge."
*Yes the density misspelling was intentional*
"Regardless, what I'm saying is I have the utmost confidence in your, and the crew's and ship's, abilities." He sat back down.
"As do I. I am especially confident in your abilities as well." He raises his bottle, "Heres to the great things you're sure to do, as part of MacCleaver's vengeful crew." the rest of the crew raises their tankards and says "Hear hear," before laughing and drinking deeply
Casmir laughed with the crew, getting a bottle for himself to join the drinking.
Alvin walks in, and half the crew stops, wary of new orders or something, but all he does is glare at them and go to his room, upon which the merrymaking resumes.
Tench chuckles, "That's why he's first mate. He could silence a leviathan with a look, so that I don't have to threaten people meself."
"That is very... disturbing."
Krathian laughs and drinks another draught. "Not literally mind you, we fought a leviathan together once on of me old ships, the Zaratan Scourge. The razor water nearly flayed him alive, he has several nasty scars all over his chest from that one."
"Ouch. I bet the battle was awesome, though."
"Not so much actually," Krathian chuckles at the memory, "The beast reared its head and none of us knew what to do. Alvin threw a shield at it and started yelling. Eventually we had our wits gathered about us enough to run - that ship was much smaller - but by then Alvin was pulled overboard. Somehow he managed to give the beast the slip and catch up with us."
"Oh. Still, he survived, which is pretty awesome in it's own right."
"Indeed it is."
"How'd you meet him?"
"He was kidnapped and tortured by mind flayers and extracted knowledge from him about where and how to get into his clan's stronghold. His clan blamed him and hunted him down like a dog, swearing to do tenfold to him what the illithids had done. He asked to work off a passage on my ship. He and I became close friends after that, and the rest is history."
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I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
Tench and the crew are rocking out to the Irish Pub Song
Alvin is in the corner looking grumpy
Casmir is with the crew.
There is almost like a little dance circle formed. Tench and a couple other crewmembers are dancing drunkenly in the middle. Periodically one of them swaps out for someone forming the circle.
Casmir watches, vibing to the song.
The band starts playing slower music and Tench goes to sit down. He raises his bottle and shouts "Here's ta money an' guns!" before taking a long draught and chucking the now empty bottle into the fireplace. He waves for Casmir to come sit at the table.
Casmir walks over, taking a seat. He looked quite content.
"Good te see ya lad, didje open th' pouch yet?"
"Not yet, I got a little distracted by the party. I'll open it now." He pulls out the pouch, starting to open it.
Inside is ten pp and a ring of water walking
"Should come in handy, no?"
*I have no idea what pp is.*
He tried on the ring. "Definitely, I suck at swimming."
*platinum pieces, Tench has a limited coffer of these to pay the crew for pre-launch jobs*
*Oh, okay*
"So where did Alvin put ye?"
"I think he's going with the nest idea for now, he said there wasn't anyone better to put there."
Tench laughs, "I'm inclined to agree with him." Tench looks out the window at the waning moon, and points at it with his cane "Next new moon we're shipping out, we'll take Waterdeep in th' dark. If ye need any light on that night friend," he grins and chuckles darkly, "Light a building on fire."
Casmir smiled. "Understood." He looked around at the other crew members. "Are there any other prominent crew members I should know or meet?"
"Yes," he points to a deep purple skinned mind flayer with yellow eyes wearing a tricorne, with a black octopus riding on its shoulder. "That's Thrtliqql and his familiar, Q'ithrilax. Also, ye'll need ta know Tordek." He points to a shirtless, muscular dwarf wearing a blindfold. "He's the quartermaster, go to him if ye need ammo, or if ye'd like ta try weapons with a bit more punch to 'em."
"Alright." He makes a mental note of the people.
*Also, YAY! A Q'ilibrith reference, I assume.*
"Watch out fer Thrtliqql, he's weaning himself off of humanoid brains, but he still has a ... hunger. He serves some alien god whose name I can't pronounce, that's where he got the familiar."
*Yes it's the same species!*
"Ah, noted." His gaze turned to the ship's woodwork. "How long did it take for you to make this?"
"Years," Tench says, looking fondly at the deck, "It started th' day I fled Waterdeep half alive. I poured all of my hidden funds into this ship, swearing my revenge. I think I'll get a nice return."
"I think you will, too. It'd take more than two ancient dragons to take this thing down."
"That's the idea, the Blackstaff will get what's coming to her."
"Blackstaff?"
"Head wizard of Waterdeep, scourge of invaders. I was nearly Imprisoned by that thrice-blasted sellwand."
"Well, you'll definitely get your chance to imprison her this time." He got up and spread his arms and wings. "With a crew and ship like this, it's your destiny to be successful in your missions!"
Krathian scoffs, "I stopped believin' in density long ago when I failed on me first attempt ta take Waterdeep. This is th' balancing of scales, this is something deeper than density. Revenge."
*Yes the density misspelling was intentional*
"Regardless, what I'm saying is I have the utmost confidence in your, and the crew's and ship's, abilities." He sat back down.
"As do I. I am especially confident in your abilities as well." He raises his bottle, "Heres to the great things you're sure to do, as part of MacCleaver's vengeful crew." the rest of the crew raises their tankards and says "Hear hear," before laughing and drinking deeply
Casmir laughed with the crew, getting a bottle for himself to join the drinking.
Alvin walks in, and half the crew stops, wary of new orders or something, but all he does is glare at them and go to his room, upon which the merrymaking resumes.
Tench chuckles, "That's why he's first mate. He could silence a leviathan with a look, so that I don't have to threaten people meself."
"That is very... disturbing."
Krathian laughs and drinks another draught. "Not literally mind you, we fought a leviathan together once on of me old ships, the Zaratan Scourge. The razor water nearly flayed him alive, he has several nasty scars all over his chest from that one."
"Ouch. I bet the battle was awesome, though."
"Not so much actually," Krathian chuckles at the memory, "The beast reared its head and none of us knew what to do. Alvin threw a shield at it and started yelling. Eventually we had our wits gathered about us enough to run - that ship was much smaller - but by then Alvin was pulled overboard. Somehow he managed to give the beast the slip and catch up with us."
"Oh. Still, he survived, which is pretty awesome in it's own right."
"Indeed it is."
"How'd you meet him?"
"He was kidnapped and tortured by mind flayers and extracted knowledge from him about where and how to get into his clan's stronghold. His clan blamed him and hunted him down like a dog, swearing to do tenfold to him what the illithids had done. He asked to work off a passage on my ship. He and I became close friends after that, and the rest is history."
"Thar's a wholesome story." He looked up in the sky, admiring the vast openness.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A 5'11 man walks in. He has pale, fair skin and Blue eyes. His brown hair is neatly kept so not a single hair is out of place. He wears a black long sleeved, button up shirt, a white vest with red neck tie. On his hip is a small pouch, though the contents are hidden, a Needle can be seen poking out slightly. He sits down at a booth and pulls out a book on medicine and begins reading.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Now I want to make a plague doctor character even more.*
Casmir is passed out drunk on the deck of the ship outside.
Vincent was still inside, reading. he had taken off his medical bag and set it on the table. small vials were next to him that were filled with red liquid.
Kalon was sleeping, he was slightly depressed.
Wannabe was hunting someone
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Now I want to make a plague doctor character even more.*
Casmir is passed out drunk on the deck of the ship outside.
Vincent was still inside, reading. he had taken off his medical bag and set it on the table. small vials were next to him that were filled with red liquid.
Kalon was sleeping, he was slightly depressed.
Wannabe was hunting someone
Carrion is at a bar,scoping a place out.
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*Now I want to make a plague doctor character even more.*
Casmir is passed out drunk on the deck of the ship outside.
Vincent was still inside, reading. he had taken off his medical bag and set it on the table. small vials were next to him that were filled with red liquid.
Kalon was sleeping, he was slightly depressed.
Wannabe was hunting someone
Carrion is at a bar,scoping a place out.
Wannabe came back. He dragged a body through the tavern then went out back
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Now I want to make a plague doctor character even more.*
Casmir is passed out drunk on the deck of the ship outside.
Vincent was still inside, reading. he had taken off his medical bag and set it on the table. small vials were next to him that were filled with red liquid.
Kalon was sleeping, he was slightly depressed.
Wannabe was hunting someone
Carrion is at a bar,scoping a place out.
Wannabe came back. He dragged a body through the tavern then went out back
Carrion glances at him
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Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details
*Now I want to make a plague doctor character even more.*
Casmir is passed out drunk on the deck of the ship outside.
Vincent was still inside, reading. he had taken off his medical bag and set it on the table. small vials were next to him that were filled with red liquid.
Kalon was sleeping, he was slightly depressed.
Wannabe was hunting someone
Carrion is at a bar,scoping a place out.
Wannabe came back. He dragged a body through the tavern then went out back
Carrion glances at him
Wannabe waves and smiled at him.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Now I want to make a plague doctor character even more.*
Casmir is passed out drunk on the deck of the ship outside.
Vincent was still inside, reading. he had taken off his medical bag and set it on the table. small vials were next to him that were filled with red liquid.
Kalon was sleeping, he was slightly depressed.
Wannabe was hunting someone
Carrion is at a bar,scoping a place out.
Wannabe came back. He dragged a body through the tavern then went out back
Carrion glances at him
Wannabe waves and smiled at him.
Carrion waves back and wonders if he knows the guy wannabe is dragging around
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Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details
*Now I want to make a plague doctor character even more.*
Casmir is passed out drunk on the deck of the ship outside.
Vincent was still inside, reading. he had taken off his medical bag and set it on the table. small vials were next to him that were filled with red liquid.
Kalon was sleeping, he was slightly depressed.
Wannabe was hunting someone
Carrion is at a bar,scoping a place out.
Wannabe came back. He dragged a body through the tavern then went out back
Carrion glances at him
Wannabe waves and smiled at him.
Carrion waves back and wonders if he knows the guy wannabe is dragging around
Wannabe comes back and hugs him "Hi"
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Krathian laughs and drinks another draught. "Not literally mind you, we fought a leviathan together once on of me old ships, the Zaratan Scourge. The razor water nearly flayed him alive, he has several nasty scars all over his chest from that one."
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.
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"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
"Ouch. I bet the battle was awesome, though."
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"Not so much actually," Krathian chuckles at the memory, "The beast reared its head and none of us knew what to do. Alvin threw a shield at it and started yelling. Eventually we had our wits gathered about us enough to run - that ship was much smaller - but by then Alvin was pulled overboard. Somehow he managed to give the beast the slip and catch up with us."
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"
"Oh. Still, he survived, which is pretty awesome in it's own right."
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.
"Indeed it is."
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"
"How'd you meet him?"
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 was kidnapped and tortured by mind flayers and extracted knowledge from him about where and how to get into his clan's stronghold. His clan blamed him and hunted him down like a dog, swearing to do tenfold to him what the illithids had done. He asked to work off a passage on my ship. He and I became close friends after that, and the rest is history."
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"
"Thar's a wholesome story." He looked up in the sky, admiring the vast openness.
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.
Elise is sitting at a table by herself
Kyaru was Kyaru, being a menace to society by annoying people.
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
*I kinda wanna destroy Angie to make a new character. *
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
A 5'11 man walks in. He has pale, fair skin and Blue eyes. His brown hair is neatly kept so not a single hair is out of place. He wears a black long sleeved, button up shirt, a white vest with red neck tie. On his hip is a small pouch, though the contents are hidden, a Needle can be seen poking out slightly. He sits down at a booth and pulls out a book on medicine and begins reading.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Now I want to make a plague doctor character even more.*
Casmir is passed out drunk on the deck of the ship outside.
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.
Vincent was still inside, reading. he had taken off his medical bag and set it on the table. small vials were next to him that were filled with red liquid.
Kalon was sleeping, he was slightly depressed.
Wannabe was hunting someone
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Carrion is at a bar,scoping a place out.
Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
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Wannabe came back. He dragged a body through the tavern then went out back
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Carrion glances at him
Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details
Wannabe waves and smiled at him.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Carrion waves back and wonders if he knows the guy wannabe is dragging around
Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details
Wannabe comes back and hugs him "Hi"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]