"The rumor mongers would have a field day. The word spreading through town... Would mess our reputations up"
"What if she were to fake her death?"
"And send everyone into panic?"
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
A tall tielfing strolls nonchalantly through one of the portals on the wall. He has two long, thin swords on his back, and he’s dressed in a waist-length jacket, covered in red swirls, and with a bandolier of small bottles of liquid. A pistol of some kind hangs at his hip, and his skin is a purple-indigo colour. His eyes are amber, but cold, though he’s smiling cheerfully. He stops and looks around, taking in the tavern.
A 5'9 half elf with stark white hair with black roots looks him over. He's wearing tattered clothes that resemble that of nobility, and has a rusted longsword at his side. His eyes are clear blue. Perception to see what valuables he has: 24
His swords, his gun, and a few rings. No coin pouch, and he can’t tell what the vials are at this distance.
*Sad.*
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
A tall tielfing strolls nonchalantly through one of the portals on the wall. He has two long, thin swords on his back, and he’s dressed in a waist-length jacket, covered in red swirls, and with a bandolier of small bottles of liquid. A pistol of some kind hangs at his hip, and his skin is a purple-indigo colour. His eyes are amber, but cold, though he’s smiling cheerfully. He stops and looks around, taking in the tavern.
The Reaper watches them from a tree. They wear a black cloak with sleeves, the entire thing tattered at the edges, it cover their entire body except for the opening of the hood. Covering the face is a mask that looks like plague doctor's but made of bone, simulating the effect of a skull, & inside the eye sockets of the mask are murky black shadows blocking the face. They have a scythe on their back & stand as still as a statue.
A tall tielfing strolls nonchalantly through one of the portals on the wall. He has two long, thin swords on his back, and he’s dressed in a waist-length jacket, covered in red swirls, and with a bandolier of small bottles of liquid. A pistol of some kind hangs at his hip, and his skin is a purple-indigo colour. His eyes are amber, but cold, though he’s smiling cheerfully. He stops and looks around, taking in the tavern.
A 5'9 half elf with stark white hair with black roots looks him over. He's wearing tattered clothes that resemble that of nobility, and has a rusted longsword at his side. His eyes are clear blue. Perception to see what valuables he has: 24
“Am I really that ugly?” He clicks his tongue.
"So you assume when people stare at you, it's because you're ugly?" He looks less interested now, but still curious.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
The Reaper is in their room, a slim opening in the door.
Lorzavur is punching a tree, its a really big one so it can withstand him some, but even then it's got decent sized dents in it from the punches.
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Large pettable doggo is sleeping nearby, and it rolls over in its sleep from the noise.
He looks over, stopping for one second, before continuing. *Also his desc*
a 6'8" red Dragonborn, he is well built & really muscular. He wears worn green armour over his left shoulder & arm, & over his legs, *a Marauder from DOOM: Eternal basically wears armour like what he's wearing, little difference.* He has some sort of bombs strapped to his belts along with a hilt to a wide bladed sword, except it has no blade, & has a double barreled shotgun with a meat hook on the under side of it over his shoulder.
The big wolf shakes itself awake and pads over to the tree. Mm.. it's too early to be this loud..
I'm training. He says stopping for another time, fist still in the tree.
*It seems like your busy with alot of stuff cyno, so no sweat in missing this, also get to it whenever you do.*
*Sorry, I missed it.*
I can take that tree down for you, if you really need.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
A tall tielfing strolls nonchalantly through one of the portals on the wall. He has two long, thin swords on his back, and he’s dressed in a waist-length jacket, covered in red swirls, and with a bandolier of small bottles of liquid. A pistol of some kind hangs at his hip, and his skin is a purple-indigo colour. His eyes are amber, but cold, though he’s smiling cheerfully. He stops and looks around, taking in the tavern.
Iralias is sitting in the lower branches of a tree, strumming his guitar and humming. He smiles and nods politely to the newcomer.
A tall tielfing strolls nonchalantly through one of the portals on the wall. He has two long, thin swords on his back, and he’s dressed in a waist-length jacket, covered in red swirls, and with a bandolier of small bottles of liquid. A pistol of some kind hangs at his hip, and his skin is a purple-indigo colour. His eyes are amber, but cold, though he’s smiling cheerfully. He stops and looks around, taking in the tavern.
A 5'9 half elf with stark white hair with black roots looks him over. He's wearing tattered clothes that resemble that of nobility, and has a rusted longsword at his side. His eyes are clear blue. Perception to see what valuables he has: 24
“Am I really that ugly?” He clicks his tongue.
"So you assume when people stare at you, it's because you're ugly?" He looks less interested now, but still curious.
“Generally people do stare at me. It’s less arrogant to assume it’s because of my astonishing good looks.”
A tall tielfing strolls nonchalantly through one of the portals on the wall. He has two long, thin swords on his back, and he’s dressed in a waist-length jacket, covered in red swirls, and with a bandolier of small bottles of liquid. A pistol of some kind hangs at his hip, and his skin is a purple-indigo colour. His eyes are amber, but cold, though he’s smiling cheerfully. He stops and looks around, taking in the tavern.
Iralias is sitting in the lower branches of a tree, strumming his guitar and humming. He smiles and nods politely to the newcomer.
The Reaper is in their room, a slim opening in the door.
Lorzavur is punching a tree, its a really big one so it can withstand him some, but even then it's got decent sized dents in it from the punches.
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Large pettable doggo is sleeping nearby, and it rolls over in its sleep from the noise.
He looks over, stopping for one second, before continuing. *Also his desc*
a 6'8" red Dragonborn, he is well built & really muscular. He wears worn green armour over his left shoulder & arm, & over his legs, *a Marauder from DOOM: Eternal basically wears armour like what he's wearing, little difference.* He has some sort of bombs strapped to his belts along with a hilt to a wide bladed sword, except it has no blade, & has a double barreled shotgun with a meat hook on the under side of it over his shoulder.
The big wolf shakes itself awake and pads over to the tree. Mm.. it's too early to be this loud..
I'm training. He says stopping for another time, fist still in the tree.
*It seems like your busy with alot of stuff cyno, so no sweat in missing this, also get to it whenever you do.*
*Sorry, I missed it.*
I can take that tree down for you, if you really need.
If I wanted it down, He sends a punch into it, straight through while splinters fly, taking his hand out & nudging it, the thing falling down with a loud crash, I'd do that.
Elendon beams, and takes the crown from her, and puts it on. Perhaps it would've, perhaps it wouldn't have.
She laughed quietly, covering her mouth. Fancy crown for a General of Angellic Armies..
Elendon laughs with her, actually blushing the tinniest bit.
She hums softly. Are you good at singing? Althas looked a bit embarrassed and worried. I don't mean to assume you aren't, and I apologize.
Elendon smiles. Not the best, but certainly not the worst. Why do you ask?
In my free time.. I write music, and I cannot sing it alone due to it being a duet. I'm not inclined to command angels of lower stations to help me.. So I was wondering if you could help me? I just need to hear it once, to make sure it sounds alright before I present it to my deity.
He smiles warmly. Of course. I'd be glad to help you, Althas.
She hands him the lyric page. Whenever you're ready.
He smiles, and takes it from her, looking it over. *Is this going to be some sort of check to sing it, or are we just RPing?*
"The rumor mongers would have a field day. The word spreading through town... Would mess our reputations up"
"What if she were to fake her death?"
"And send everyone into panic?"
"As a martyr? Or an accident?"
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"The rumor mongers would have a field day. The word spreading through town... Would mess our reputations up"
"What if she were to fake her death?"
"And send everyone into panic?"
"As a martyr? Or an accident?"
"What do you mean? No matter how shed 'die'.. People would panic at a young royals death"
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
“Generally people do stare at me. It’s less arrogant to assume it’s because of my astonishing good looks.”
He snorted. "What's your name?"
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
The Reaper is in their room, a slim opening in the door.
Lorzavur is punching a tree, its a really big one so it can withstand him some, but even then it's got decent sized dents in it from the punches.
<slot open>
Large pettable doggo is sleeping nearby, and it rolls over in its sleep from the noise.
He looks over, stopping for one second, before continuing. *Also his desc*
a 6'8" red Dragonborn, he is well built & really muscular. He wears worn green armour over his left shoulder & arm, & over his legs, *a Marauder from DOOM: Eternal basically wears armour like what he's wearing, little difference.* He has some sort of bombs strapped to his belts along with a hilt to a wide bladed sword, except it has no blade, & has a double barreled shotgun with a meat hook on the under side of it over his shoulder.
The big wolf shakes itself awake and pads over to the tree. Mm.. it's too early to be this loud..
I'm training. He says stopping for another time, fist still in the tree.
*It seems like your busy with alot of stuff cyno, so no sweat in missing this, also get to it whenever you do.*
*Sorry, I missed it.*
I can take that tree down for you, if you really need.
If I wanted it down, He sends a punch into it, straight through while splinters fly, taking his hand out & nudging it, the thing falling down with a loud crash, I'd do that.
The wolf looks a bit worried now. May I ask.. who and what you are?
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
A tall tielfing strolls nonchalantly through one of the portals on the wall. He has two long, thin swords on his back, and he’s dressed in a waist-length jacket, covered in red swirls, and with a bandolier of small bottles of liquid. A pistol of some kind hangs at his hip, and his skin is a purple-indigo colour. His eyes are amber, but cold, though he’s smiling cheerfully. He stops and looks around, taking in the tavern.
Iralias is sitting in the lower branches of a tree, strumming his guitar and humming. He smiles and nods politely to the newcomer.
He tips a salute.
He smiles more, and stops playing, hopping out of the tree. A purple faerie dragon flies down out of the branches and lands on his shoulder.
He smiles, and takes it from her, looking it over. *Is this going to be some sort of check to sing it, or are we just RPing?*
*Performance check.*
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"The rumor mongers would have a field day. The word spreading through town... Would mess our reputations up"
"What if she were to fake her death?"
"And send everyone into panic?"
"As a martyr? Or an accident?"
"What do you mean? No matter how shed 'die'.. People would panic at a young royals death"
"What way do you know of then..? If you were to propose a solution."
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
“Generally people do stare at me. It’s less arrogant to assume it’s because of my astonishing good looks.”
He snorted. "What's your name?"
“Quarrel. You?”
"Roran." He rubbed his head. "What's with the circus colors and the fancy getup?"
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
The Reaper is in their room, a slim opening in the door.
Lorzavur is punching a tree, its a really big one so it can withstand him some, but even then it's got decent sized dents in it from the punches.
<slot open>
Large pettable doggo is sleeping nearby, and it rolls over in its sleep from the noise.
He looks over, stopping for one second, before continuing. *Also his desc*
a 6'8" red Dragonborn, he is well built & really muscular. He wears worn green armour over his left shoulder & arm, & over his legs, *a Marauder from DOOM: Eternal basically wears armour like what he's wearing, little difference.* He has some sort of bombs strapped to his belts along with a hilt to a wide bladed sword, except it has no blade, & has a double barreled shotgun with a meat hook on the under side of it over his shoulder.
The big wolf shakes itself awake and pads over to the tree. Mm.. it's too early to be this loud..
I'm training. He says stopping for another time, fist still in the tree.
*It seems like your busy with alot of stuff cyno, so no sweat in missing this, also get to it whenever you do.*
*Sorry, I missed it.*
I can take that tree down for you, if you really need.
If I wanted it down, He sends a punch into it, straight through while splinters fly, taking his hand out & nudging it, the thing falling down with a loud crash, I'd do that.
The wolf looks a bit worried now. May I ask.. who and what you are?
Lorzavur Kimbatuul, Bringer Of Doom.
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She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
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"And send everyone into panic?"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
*Sad.*
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making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"I'm not an entertainer."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"So you assume when people stare at you, it's because you're ugly?" He looks less interested now, but still curious.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*Sorry, I missed it.*
I can take that tree down for you, if you really need.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Iralias is sitting in the lower branches of a tree, strumming his guitar and humming. He smiles and nods politely to the newcomer.
“Generally people do stare at me. It’s less arrogant to assume it’s because of my astonishing good looks.”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
He tips a salute.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
If I wanted it down, He sends a punch into it, straight through while splinters fly, taking his hand out & nudging it, the thing falling down with a loud crash, I'd do that.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
He smiles, and takes it from her, looking it over. *Is this going to be some sort of check to sing it, or are we just RPing?*
"As a martyr? Or an accident?"
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"What do you mean? No matter how shed 'die'.. People would panic at a young royals death"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
He snorted. "What's your name?"
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“Quarrel. You?”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
The wolf looks a bit worried now. May I ask.. who and what you are?
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
He smiles more, and stops playing, hopping out of the tree. A purple faerie dragon flies down out of the branches and lands on his shoulder.
*Performance check.*
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"What way do you know of then..? If you were to propose a solution."
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"Roran." He rubbed his head. "What's with the circus colors and the fancy getup?"
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Lorzavur Kimbatuul, Bringer Of Doom.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.