A tall drow ducks through the door of the tavern. He’s wearing a charcoal grey suit and black shirt with green tie, and one of his hands is covered by a brown leather glove. On his a head a black fedora with green ribbon covers his hair, and his skin is dark purple with hints of lighter purple along his cheekbones. His eyes are red, and scan the room as if looking for someone, who he doesn’t find. Sighing, he crosses to the bar and orders a glass of water.
*Wtf where did his tophat go*
*He never had a top hat.*
*If that's mr luke lucas then yes, Atemos gave him a top hat*
*Atemos also drove Luke insane. This is Luke’s grumpy brother, remember?*
*Ohh yea, the cool arm one. Also on a scale of 1 to 10 how seducable is the clicker*
"I see... Who was the former coworker? And how did things resolve between you?"
"Another flind stepped in to resolve the conflict and the name of my co-worker is one that I cannot speak."
"Why is that? Can you write it?"
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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 Characters (Outdated)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 drow ducks through the door of the tavern. He’s wearing a charcoal grey suit and black shirt with green tie, and one of his hands is covered by a brown leather glove. On his a head a black fedora with green ribbon covers his hair, and his skin is dark purple with hints of lighter purple along his cheekbones. His eyes are red, and scan the room as if looking for someone, who he doesn’t find. Sighing, he crosses to the bar and orders a glass of water.
Lysander waves. "Who are you?"
He looks around. “I’m Crest.”
"Nice to meet you. What brings you to the tavern?"
“It’s being used as a meeting spot for some colleagues of mine.”
"Are you so afraid of something bad happening to you?"
He sighs. "Bad things follow me wherever I go. Something eventually goes wrong."
"I'm not one of those bad things."
"I know that. Unfortunately. But if you hang around me long enough, something bad'll happen to you too."
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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 drow ducks through the door of the tavern. He’s wearing a charcoal grey suit and black shirt with green tie, and one of his hands is covered by a brown leather glove. On his a head a black fedora with green ribbon covers his hair, and his skin is dark purple with hints of lighter purple along his cheekbones. His eyes are red, and scan the room as if looking for someone, who he doesn’t find. Sighing, he crosses to the bar and orders a glass of water.
Yazrin is sitting at the bar, drinking a glass of spiced Feywine. His eyes go wide with a bit of fear when he realizes the newcomer is a Drow.
A tall drow ducks through the door of the tavern. He’s wearing a charcoal grey suit and black shirt with green tie, and one of his hands is covered by a brown leather glove. On his a head a black fedora with green ribbon covers his hair, and his skin is dark purple with hints of lighter purple along his cheekbones. His eyes are red, and scan the room as if looking for someone, who he doesn’t find. Sighing, he crosses to the bar and orders a glass of water.
Lysander waves. "Who are you?"
He looks around. “I’m Crest.”
"Nice to meet you. What brings you to the tavern?"
“It’s being used as a meeting spot for some colleagues of mine.”
"Nice... Like Atemos?"
“Atemos is not my colleague.”
"Who then?"
“Some colleagues. Whom you haven’t met.”
"How do you know?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A tall drow ducks through the door of the tavern. He’s wearing a charcoal grey suit and black shirt with green tie, and one of his hands is covered by a brown leather glove. On his a head a black fedora with green ribbon covers his hair, and his skin is dark purple with hints of lighter purple along his cheekbones. His eyes are red, and scan the room as if looking for someone, who he doesn’t find. Sighing, he crosses to the bar and orders a glass of water.
Roran sits next to him. "Are you looking for someone? I could help you."
“It’s fine.. he’s just late. As usual. Despite being able to teleport.”
"Are you with that other fancy bloke that passed through here? The were-tiefling?"
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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 drow ducks through the door of the tavern. He’s wearing a charcoal grey suit and black shirt with green tie, and one of his hands is covered by a brown leather glove. On his a head a black fedora with green ribbon covers his hair, and his skin is dark purple with hints of lighter purple along his cheekbones. His eyes are red, and scan the room as if looking for someone, who he doesn’t find. Sighing, he crosses to the bar and orders a glass of water.
Roran sits next to him. "Are you looking for someone? I could help you."
“It’s fine.. he’s just late. As usual. Despite being able to teleport.”
"Are you with that other fancy bloke that passed through here? The were-tiefling?"
“Yes. He should be still here.” Crest frowns, irritated.
Redpelt is deciding which other character to resurrect from the past.
Roran flicks a rock at it.
*Halycon halycom halycon halycon*
*Nah…. Not yet.*
A tendril flicks it straight back.
*Actually retcon, an erinyes does that instead.*
The erinyes bops the clicker with a mage hand. "You ok there, grumpy?"
“I was meditating.” It stands to its full height. “What do you want?”
"To know what you are! You're not of any species that I know of. And the swirly dust thing is spooky."
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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 drow ducks through the door of the tavern. He’s wearing a charcoal grey suit and black shirt with green tie, and one of his hands is covered by a brown leather glove. On his a head a black fedora with green ribbon covers his hair, and his skin is dark purple with hints of lighter purple along his cheekbones. His eyes are red, and scan the room as if looking for someone, who he doesn’t find. Sighing, he crosses to the bar and orders a glass of water.
Yazrin is sitting at the bar, drinking a glass of spiced Feywine. His eyes go wide with a bit of fear when he realizes the newcomer is a Drow.
*Crest ends up sat quite near him at the bar.*
Yazrin does his best to ignore him, but his hand keeps subconsciously going to his rapier.
A tall drow ducks through the door of the tavern. He’s wearing a charcoal grey suit and black shirt with green tie, and one of his hands is covered by a brown leather glove. On his a head a black fedora with green ribbon covers his hair, and his skin is dark purple with hints of lighter purple along his cheekbones. His eyes are red, and scan the room as if looking for someone, who he doesn’t find. Sighing, he crosses to the bar and orders a glass of water.
Lysander waves. "Who are you?"
He looks around. “I’m Crest.”
"Nice to meet you. What brings you to the tavern?"
“It’s being used as a meeting spot for some colleagues of mine.”
"Nice... Like Atemos?"
“Atemos is not my colleague.”
"Who then?"
“Some colleagues. Whom you haven’t met.”
"How do you know?"
“Because you don’t recognise me and my identical brother is the only one of us who actually gets out and talks to people on a regular basis.”
A tall drow ducks through the door of the tavern. He’s wearing a charcoal grey suit and black shirt with green tie, and one of his hands is covered by a brown leather glove. On his a head a black fedora with green ribbon covers his hair, and his skin is dark purple with hints of lighter purple along his cheekbones. His eyes are red, and scan the room as if looking for someone, who he doesn’t find. Sighing, he crosses to the bar and orders a glass of water.
*Wtf where did his tophat go*
*He never had a top hat.*
*If that's mr luke lucas then yes, Atemos gave him a top hat*
*Atemos also drove Luke insane. This is Luke’s grumpy brother, remember?*
*Ohh yea, the cool arm one. Also on a scale of 1 to 10 how seducable is the clicker*
*wtf*
*Long story*
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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 drow ducks through the door of the tavern. He’s wearing a charcoal grey suit and black shirt with green tie, and one of his hands is covered by a brown leather glove. On his a head a black fedora with green ribbon covers his hair, and his skin is dark purple with hints of lighter purple along his cheekbones. His eyes are red, and scan the room as if looking for someone, who he doesn’t find. Sighing, he crosses to the bar and orders a glass of water.
*Wtf where did his tophat go*
*He never had a top hat.*
*If that's mr luke lucas then yes, Atemos gave him a top hat*
*Atemos also drove Luke insane. This is Luke’s grumpy brother, remember?*
*Ohh yea, the cool arm one. Also on a scale of 1 to 10 how seducable is the clicker*
*0. It’s aroace.*
*Nvm that won't stop me*
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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 drow ducks through the door of the tavern. He’s wearing a charcoal grey suit and black shirt with green tie, and one of his hands is covered by a brown leather glove. On his a head a black fedora with green ribbon covers his hair, and his skin is dark purple with hints of lighter purple along his cheekbones. His eyes are red, and scan the room as if looking for someone, who he doesn’t find. Sighing, he crosses to the bar and orders a glass of water.
*Wtf where did his tophat go*
*He never had a top hat.*
*If that's mr luke lucas then yes, Atemos gave him a top hat*
*Atemos also drove Luke insane. This is Luke’s grumpy brother, remember?*
*Ohh yea, the cool arm one. Also on a scale of 1 to 10 how seducable is the clicker*
A tall drow ducks through the door of the tavern. He’s wearing a charcoal grey suit and black shirt with green tie, and one of his hands is covered by a brown leather glove. On his a head a black fedora with green ribbon covers his hair, and his skin is dark purple with hints of lighter purple along his cheekbones. His eyes are red, and scan the room as if looking for someone, who he doesn’t find. Sighing, he crosses to the bar and orders a glass of water.
Yazrin is sitting at the bar, drinking a glass of spiced Feywine. His eyes go wide with a bit of fear when he realizes the newcomer is a Drow.
*Crest ends up sat quite near him at the bar.*
Yazrin does his best to ignore him, but his hand keeps subconsciously going to his rapier.
Crest’s gaze flicks to him occasionally, but he makes no threatening moves other than his gloved hand flexing and unflexing.
"I see... Who was the former coworker? And how did things resolve between you?"
"Another flind stepped in to resolve the conflict and the name of my co-worker is one that I cannot speak."
"Why is that? Can you write it?"
"No.. I am bound by oath. They have forsaken us."
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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
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*0. It’s aroace.*
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
He nods little, taking a flip through it.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Why is that? Can you write it?"
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)
“Some colleagues. Whom you haven’t met.”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
"I know that. Unfortunately. But if you hang around me long enough, something bad'll happen to you too."
— 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
*Crest ends up sat quite near him at the bar.*
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
It is what is was advertised as
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"How do you know?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Are you with that other fancy bloke that passed through here? The were-tiefling?"
— 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
“Yes. He should be still here.” Crest frowns, irritated.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
"To know what you are! You're not of any species that I know of. And the swirly dust thing is spooky."
— 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
Yazrin does his best to ignore him, but his hand keeps subconsciously going to his rapier.
“Because you don’t recognise me and my identical brother is the only one of us who actually gets out and talks to people on a regular basis.”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
"Okay, so now I have this to go through at some point." He puts it down next to his guitar.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*Long story*
— 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
“I’m a polymorphed spider. Probably.” It pauses. “I honestly don’t care if it spooks you or not.”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
*Nvm that won't stop me*
— 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
*kay then.*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Crest’s gaze flicks to him occasionally, but he makes no threatening moves other than his gloved hand flexing and unflexing.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
"No.. I am bound by oath. They have forsaken us."
— 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