Clara is laying on the roof, her tome floating nearby, opened to a certain page
Lucius is sitting in the main room, drinking some wine
-Open slot, take your pick-
Ashton is drinking coffee at a line table, they way he’s dressed makes him look like a noble, but his face and trident next to him gives off a different vibe
*Description of Ashton?*
[[ Ashton stands at about 5’8 without his 4 inch platform lace up leather boots. His hair is a grayish pink, like a dying rose, his skin a lighter shade of his hair + orange because it’s still skin. His eyes are a midnight black, like pools of darkness, two tusks, one of which is broken. He has a grayish pink 5o’clock shadow, a horizontal scar across the bridge of his nose, and is wearing a bloody crown. He’s holding a blue, glowing, trident. ]]
*Dang, platform boots? Snazzy as freak* *Also, technoblade?*
Lucius looks at him, walking over, "Hello there."
[[ he got dem fanci shoes ]] [[ I saw the boar shifter what else was I supposed to do ]]
“hello” he sips the coffee
*Have i given you lucius's description?* *Also, yes to both*
Clara is laying on the roof, her tome floating nearby, opened to a certain page
Lucius is sitting in the main room, drinking some wine
-Open slot, take your pick-
Ashton is drinking coffee at a line table, they way he’s dressed makes him look like a noble, but his face and trident next to him gives off a different vibe
*Description of Ashton?*
[[ Ashton stands at about 5’8 without his 4 inch platform lace up leather boots. His hair is a grayish pink, like a dying rose, his skin a lighter shade of his hair + orange because it’s still skin. His eyes are a midnight black, like pools of darkness, two tusks, one of which is broken. He has a grayish pink 5o’clock shadow, a horizontal scar across the bridge of his nose, and is wearing a bloody crown. He’s holding a blue, glowing, trident. ]]
*Dang, platform boots? Snazzy as freak* *Also, technoblade?*
Lucius looks at him, walking over, "Hello there."
[[ he got dem fanci shoes ]] [[ I saw the boar shifter what else was I supposed to do ]]
“hello” he sips the coffee
*Have i given you lucius's description?* *Also, yes to both*
"You're quite the unique looking character."
[[ no ]] [[ i wanna make a kenku character who just constantly has crows around him, aka philza dnd ]]
Clara is laying on the roof, her tome floating nearby, opened to a certain page
Lucius is sitting in the main room, drinking some wine
-Open slot, take your pick-
Ashton is drinking coffee at a line table, they way he’s dressed makes him look like a noble, but his face and trident next to him gives off a different vibe
*Description of Ashton?*
[[ Ashton stands at about 5’8 without his 4 inch platform lace up leather boots. His hair is a grayish pink, like a dying rose, his skin a lighter shade of his hair + orange because it’s still skin. His eyes are a midnight black, like pools of darkness, two tusks, one of which is broken. He has a grayish pink 5o’clock shadow, a horizontal scar across the bridge of his nose, and is wearing a bloody crown. He’s holding a blue, glowing, trident. ]]
*Dang, platform boots? Snazzy as freak* *Also, technoblade?*
Lucius looks at him, walking over, "Hello there."
[[ he got dem fanci shoes ]] [[ I saw the boar shifter what else was I supposed to do ]]
“hello” he sips the coffee
*Have i given you lucius's description?* *Also, yes to both*
"You're quite the unique looking character."
[[ no ]] [[ i wanna make a kenku character who just constantly has crows around him, aka philza dnd ]]
“‘I’m a shifter”
*On it* *Lmao*
"A what?" Lucius asks, raising an eyebrow
(Lucius is a male human. He's about 6'1" with pale skin. He has short blonde hair with red streaks and silver eyes. He's dressed in a rather nice outfit. A pair of jeans, dress shoes, a white button up dress shirt, and a black vest.)
Clara is laying on the roof, her tome floating nearby, opened to a certain page
Lucius is sitting in the main room, drinking some wine
-Open slot, take your pick-
Ashton is drinking coffee at a line table, they way he’s dressed makes him look like a noble, but his face and trident next to him gives off a different vibe
*Description of Ashton?*
[[ Ashton stands at about 5’8 without his 4 inch platform lace up leather boots. His hair is a grayish pink, like a dying rose, his skin a lighter shade of his hair + orange because it’s still skin. His eyes are a midnight black, like pools of darkness, two tusks, one of which is broken. He has a grayish pink 5o’clock shadow, a horizontal scar across the bridge of his nose, and is wearing a bloody crown. He’s holding a blue, glowing, trident. ]]
*Dang, platform boots? Snazzy as freak* *Also, technoblade?*
Lucius looks at him, walking over, "Hello there."
[[ he got dem fanci shoes ]] [[ I saw the boar shifter what else was I supposed to do ]]
“hello” he sips the coffee
*Have i given you lucius's description?* *Also, yes to both*
"You're quite the unique looking character."
[[ no ]] [[ i wanna make a kenku character who just constantly has crows around him, aka philza dnd ]]
“‘I’m a shifter”
*On it* *Lmao*
"A what?" Lucius asks, raising an eyebrow
(Lucius is a male human. He's about 6'1" with pale skin. He has short blonde hair with red streaks and silver eyes. He's dressed in a rather nice outfit. A pair of jeans, dress shoes, a white button up dress shirt, and a black vest.)
Clara is laying on the roof, her tome floating nearby, opened to a certain page
Lucius is sitting in the main room, drinking some wine
-Open slot, take your pick-
Ashton is drinking coffee at a line table, they way he’s dressed makes him look like a noble, but his face and trident next to him gives off a different vibe
*Description of Ashton?*
[[ Ashton stands at about 5’8 without his 4 inch platform lace up leather boots. His hair is a grayish pink, like a dying rose, his skin a lighter shade of his hair + orange because it’s still skin. His eyes are a midnight black, like pools of darkness, two tusks, one of which is broken. He has a grayish pink 5o’clock shadow, a horizontal scar across the bridge of his nose, and is wearing a bloody crown. He’s holding a blue, glowing, trident. ]]
*Dang, platform boots? Snazzy as freak* *Also, technoblade?*
Lucius looks at him, walking over, "Hello there."
[[ he got dem fanci shoes ]] [[ I saw the boar shifter what else was I supposed to do ]]
“hello” he sips the coffee
*Have i given you lucius's description?* *Also, yes to both*
"You're quite the unique looking character."
[[ no ]] [[ i wanna make a kenku character who just constantly has crows around him, aka philza dnd ]]
“‘I’m a shifter”
*On it* *Lmao*
"A what?" Lucius asks, raising an eyebrow
(Lucius is a male human. He's about 6'1" with pale skin. He has short blonde hair with red streaks and silver eyes. He's dressed in a rather nice outfit. A pair of jeans, dress shoes, a white button up dress shirt, and a black vest.)
Clara is laying on the roof, her tome floating nearby, opened to a certain page
Lucius is sitting in the main room, drinking some wine
-Open slot, take your pick-
Ashton is drinking coffee at a line table, they way he’s dressed makes him look like a noble, but his face and trident next to him gives off a different vibe
*Description of Ashton?*
[[ Ashton stands at about 5’8 without his 4 inch platform lace up leather boots. His hair is a grayish pink, like a dying rose, his skin a lighter shade of his hair + orange because it’s still skin. His eyes are a midnight black, like pools of darkness, two tusks, one of which is broken. He has a grayish pink 5o’clock shadow, a horizontal scar across the bridge of his nose, and is wearing a bloody crown. He’s holding a blue, glowing, trident. ]]
*Dang, platform boots? Snazzy as freak* *Also, technoblade?*
Lucius looks at him, walking over, "Hello there."
[[ he got dem fanci shoes ]] [[ I saw the boar shifter what else was I supposed to do ]]
“hello” he sips the coffee
*Have i given you lucius's description?* *Also, yes to both*
"You're quite the unique looking character."
[[ no ]] [[ i wanna make a kenku character who just constantly has crows around him, aka philza dnd ]]
“‘I’m a shifter”
*On it* *Lmao*
"A what?" Lucius asks, raising an eyebrow
(Lucius is a male human. He's about 6'1" with pale skin. He has short blonde hair with red streaks and silver eyes. He's dressed in a rather nice outfit. A pair of jeans, dress shoes, a white button up dress shirt, and a black vest.)
“Descendant of a lycanthrope” he sips his coffee
"I see. That is quite the heratige."
“Yeah, especially considering my mess of a childhood”
Clara is laying on the roof, her tome floating nearby, opened to a certain page
Lucius is sitting in the main room, drinking some wine
-Open slot, take your pick-
Ashton is drinking coffee at a line table, they way he’s dressed makes him look like a noble, but his face and trident next to him gives off a different vibe
*Description of Ashton?*
[[ Ashton stands at about 5’8 without his 4 inch platform lace up leather boots. His hair is a grayish pink, like a dying rose, his skin a lighter shade of his hair + orange because it’s still skin. His eyes are a midnight black, like pools of darkness, two tusks, one of which is broken. He has a grayish pink 5o’clock shadow, a horizontal scar across the bridge of his nose, and is wearing a bloody crown. He’s holding a blue, glowing, trident. ]]
*Dang, platform boots? Snazzy as freak* *Also, technoblade?*
Lucius looks at him, walking over, "Hello there."
[[ he got dem fanci shoes ]] [[ I saw the boar shifter what else was I supposed to do ]]
“hello” he sips the coffee
*Have i given you lucius's description?* *Also, yes to both*
"You're quite the unique looking character."
[[ no ]] [[ i wanna make a kenku character who just constantly has crows around him, aka philza dnd ]]
“‘I’m a shifter”
*On it* *Lmao*
"A what?" Lucius asks, raising an eyebrow
(Lucius is a male human. He's about 6'1" with pale skin. He has short blonde hair with red streaks and silver eyes. He's dressed in a rather nice outfit. A pair of jeans, dress shoes, a white button up dress shirt, and a black vest.)
“Descendant of a lycanthrope” he sips his coffee
"I see. That is quite the heratige."
“Yeah, especially considering my mess of a childhood”
"Ah, childhoods are rather... difficult, when you end up in places like this."
Clara is laying on the roof, her tome floating nearby, opened to a certain page
Lucius is sitting in the main room, drinking some wine
-Open slot, take your pick-
Ashton is drinking coffee at a line table, they way he’s dressed makes him look like a noble, but his face and trident next to him gives off a different vibe
*Description of Ashton?*
[[ Ashton stands at about 5’8 without his 4 inch platform lace up leather boots. His hair is a grayish pink, like a dying rose, his skin a lighter shade of his hair + orange because it’s still skin. His eyes are a midnight black, like pools of darkness, two tusks, one of which is broken. He has a grayish pink 5o’clock shadow, a horizontal scar across the bridge of his nose, and is wearing a bloody crown. He’s holding a blue, glowing, trident. ]]
*Dang, platform boots? Snazzy as freak* *Also, technoblade?*
Lucius looks at him, walking over, "Hello there."
[[ he got dem fanci shoes ]] [[ I saw the boar shifter what else was I supposed to do ]]
“hello” he sips the coffee
*Have i given you lucius's description?* *Also, yes to both*
"You're quite the unique looking character."
[[ no ]] [[ i wanna make a kenku character who just constantly has crows around him, aka philza dnd ]]
“‘I’m a shifter”
*On it* *Lmao*
"A what?" Lucius asks, raising an eyebrow
(Lucius is a male human. He's about 6'1" with pale skin. He has short blonde hair with red streaks and silver eyes. He's dressed in a rather nice outfit. A pair of jeans, dress shoes, a white button up dress shirt, and a black vest.)
“Descendant of a lycanthrope” he sips his coffee
"I see. That is quite the heratige."
“Yeah, especially considering my mess of a childhood”
"Ah, childhoods are rather... difficult, when you end up in places like this."
Clara is laying on the roof, her tome floating nearby, opened to a certain page
Lucius is sitting in the main room, drinking some wine
-Open slot, take your pick-
Ashton is drinking coffee at a line table, they way he’s dressed makes him look like a noble, but his face and trident next to him gives off a different vibe
*Description of Ashton?*
[[ Ashton stands at about 5’8 without his 4 inch platform lace up leather boots. His hair is a grayish pink, like a dying rose, his skin a lighter shade of his hair + orange because it’s still skin. His eyes are a midnight black, like pools of darkness, two tusks, one of which is broken. He has a grayish pink 5o’clock shadow, a horizontal scar across the bridge of his nose, and is wearing a bloody crown. He’s holding a blue, glowing, trident. ]]
*Dang, platform boots? Snazzy as freak* *Also, technoblade?*
Lucius looks at him, walking over, "Hello there."
[[ he got dem fanci shoes ]] [[ I saw the boar shifter what else was I supposed to do ]]
“hello” he sips the coffee
*Have i given you lucius's description?* *Also, yes to both*
"You're quite the unique looking character."
[[ no ]] [[ i wanna make a kenku character who just constantly has crows around him, aka philza dnd ]]
“‘I’m a shifter”
*On it* *Lmao*
"A what?" Lucius asks, raising an eyebrow
(Lucius is a male human. He's about 6'1" with pale skin. He has short blonde hair with red streaks and silver eyes. He's dressed in a rather nice outfit. A pair of jeans, dress shoes, a white button up dress shirt, and a black vest.)
“Descendant of a lycanthrope” he sips his coffee
"I see. That is quite the heratige."
“Yeah, especially considering my mess of a childhood”
"Ah, childhoods are rather... difficult, when you end up in places like this."
Clara is laying on the roof, her tome floating nearby, opened to a certain page
Lucius is sitting in the main room, drinking some wine
-Open slot, take your pick-
Ashton is drinking coffee at a line table, they way he’s dressed makes him look like a noble, but his face and trident next to him gives off a different vibe
*Description of Ashton?*
[[ Ashton stands at about 5’8 without his 4 inch platform lace up leather boots. His hair is a grayish pink, like a dying rose, his skin a lighter shade of his hair + orange because it’s still skin. His eyes are a midnight black, like pools of darkness, two tusks, one of which is broken. He has a grayish pink 5o’clock shadow, a horizontal scar across the bridge of his nose, and is wearing a bloody crown. He’s holding a blue, glowing, trident. ]]
*Dang, platform boots? Snazzy as freak* *Also, technoblade?*
Lucius looks at him, walking over, "Hello there."
[[ he got dem fanci shoes ]] [[ I saw the boar shifter what else was I supposed to do ]]
“hello” he sips the coffee
*Have i given you lucius's description?* *Also, yes to both*
"You're quite the unique looking character."
[[ no ]] [[ i wanna make a kenku character who just constantly has crows around him, aka philza dnd ]]
“‘I’m a shifter”
*On it* *Lmao*
"A what?" Lucius asks, raising an eyebrow
(Lucius is a male human. He's about 6'1" with pale skin. He has short blonde hair with red streaks and silver eyes. He's dressed in a rather nice outfit. A pair of jeans, dress shoes, a white button up dress shirt, and a black vest.)
“Descendant of a lycanthrope” he sips his coffee
"I see. That is quite the heratige."
“Yeah, especially considering my mess of a childhood”
"Ah, childhoods are rather... difficult, when you end up in places like this."
“Difficult indeed”
Lucius decides not to pry, ordering tea
“So how was your childhood” this man doesn’t even care if that was an invasive question he just keeps on sippin
Clara is laying on the roof, her tome floating nearby, opened to a certain page
Lucius is sitting in the main room, drinking some wine
-Open slot, take your pick-
Ashton is drinking coffee at a line table, they way he’s dressed makes him look like a noble, but his face and trident next to him gives off a different vibe
*Description of Ashton?*
[[ Ashton stands at about 5’8 without his 4 inch platform lace up leather boots. His hair is a grayish pink, like a dying rose, his skin a lighter shade of his hair + orange because it’s still skin. His eyes are a midnight black, like pools of darkness, two tusks, one of which is broken. He has a grayish pink 5o’clock shadow, a horizontal scar across the bridge of his nose, and is wearing a bloody crown. He’s holding a blue, glowing, trident. ]]
*Dang, platform boots? Snazzy as freak* *Also, technoblade?*
Lucius looks at him, walking over, "Hello there."
[[ he got dem fanci shoes ]] [[ I saw the boar shifter what else was I supposed to do ]]
“hello” he sips the coffee
*Have i given you lucius's description?* *Also, yes to both*
"You're quite the unique looking character."
[[ no ]] [[ i wanna make a kenku character who just constantly has crows around him, aka philza dnd ]]
“‘I’m a shifter”
*On it* *Lmao*
"A what?" Lucius asks, raising an eyebrow
(Lucius is a male human. He's about 6'1" with pale skin. He has short blonde hair with red streaks and silver eyes. He's dressed in a rather nice outfit. A pair of jeans, dress shoes, a white button up dress shirt, and a black vest.)
“Descendant of a lycanthrope” he sips his coffee
"I see. That is quite the heratige."
“Yeah, especially considering my mess of a childhood”
"Ah, childhoods are rather... difficult, when you end up in places like this."
“Difficult indeed”
Lucius decides not to pry, ordering tea
“So how was your childhood” this man doesn’t even care if that was an invasive question he just keeps on sippin
Clara is laying on the roof, her tome floating nearby, opened to a certain page
Lucius is sitting in the main room, drinking some wine
-Open slot, take your pick-
Ashton is drinking coffee at a line table, they way he’s dressed makes him look like a noble, but his face and trident next to him gives off a different vibe
*Description of Ashton?*
[[ Ashton stands at about 5’8 without his 4 inch platform lace up leather boots. His hair is a grayish pink, like a dying rose, his skin a lighter shade of his hair + orange because it’s still skin. His eyes are a midnight black, like pools of darkness, two tusks, one of which is broken. He has a grayish pink 5o’clock shadow, a horizontal scar across the bridge of his nose, and is wearing a bloody crown. He’s holding a blue, glowing, trident. ]]
*Dang, platform boots? Snazzy as freak* *Also, technoblade?*
Lucius looks at him, walking over, "Hello there."
[[ he got dem fanci shoes ]] [[ I saw the boar shifter what else was I supposed to do ]]
“hello” he sips the coffee
*Have i given you lucius's description?* *Also, yes to both*
"You're quite the unique looking character."
[[ no ]] [[ i wanna make a kenku character who just constantly has crows around him, aka philza dnd ]]
“‘I’m a shifter”
*On it* *Lmao*
"A what?" Lucius asks, raising an eyebrow
(Lucius is a male human. He's about 6'1" with pale skin. He has short blonde hair with red streaks and silver eyes. He's dressed in a rather nice outfit. A pair of jeans, dress shoes, a white button up dress shirt, and a black vest.)
“Descendant of a lycanthrope” he sips his coffee
"I see. That is quite the heratige."
“Yeah, especially considering my mess of a childhood”
"Ah, childhoods are rather... difficult, when you end up in places like this."
“Difficult indeed”
Lucius decides not to pry, ordering tea
“So how was your childhood” this man doesn’t even care if that was an invasive question he just keeps on sippin
"It was..... interesting."
*THE DAMN FLYS ARE BACK*
“Care to elaborate? I’ll tell you my trauma after”
Clara is laying on the roof, her tome floating nearby, opened to a certain page
Lucius is sitting in the main room, drinking some wine
-Open slot, take your pick-
Ashton is drinking coffee at a line table, they way he’s dressed makes him look like a noble, but his face and trident next to him gives off a different vibe
*Description of Ashton?*
[[ Ashton stands at about 5’8 without his 4 inch platform lace up leather boots. His hair is a grayish pink, like a dying rose, his skin a lighter shade of his hair + orange because it’s still skin. His eyes are a midnight black, like pools of darkness, two tusks, one of which is broken. He has a grayish pink 5o’clock shadow, a horizontal scar across the bridge of his nose, and is wearing a bloody crown. He’s holding a blue, glowing, trident. ]]
*Dang, platform boots? Snazzy as freak* *Also, technoblade?*
Lucius looks at him, walking over, "Hello there."
[[ he got dem fanci shoes ]] [[ I saw the boar shifter what else was I supposed to do ]]
“hello” he sips the coffee
*Have i given you lucius's description?* *Also, yes to both*
"You're quite the unique looking character."
[[ no ]] [[ i wanna make a kenku character who just constantly has crows around him, aka philza dnd ]]
“‘I’m a shifter”
*On it* *Lmao*
"A what?" Lucius asks, raising an eyebrow
(Lucius is a male human. He's about 6'1" with pale skin. He has short blonde hair with red streaks and silver eyes. He's dressed in a rather nice outfit. A pair of jeans, dress shoes, a white button up dress shirt, and a black vest.)
“Descendant of a lycanthrope” he sips his coffee
"I see. That is quite the heratige."
“Yeah, especially considering my mess of a childhood”
"Ah, childhoods are rather... difficult, when you end up in places like this."
“Difficult indeed”
Lucius decides not to pry, ordering tea
“So how was your childhood” this man doesn’t even care if that was an invasive question he just keeps on sippin
"It was..... interesting."
*THE DAMN FLYS ARE BACK*
“Care to elaborate? I’ll tell you my trauma after”
[[ QUICK GET THE CHANCLAS ]]
"I'll abstain." He says, 'My issues are my own, and no one elses. No offense, i'm sure your backstory is very nice."
Clara is laying on the roof, her tome floating nearby, opened to a certain page
Lucius is sitting in the main room, drinking some wine
-Open slot, take your pick-
Ashton is drinking coffee at a line table, they way he’s dressed makes him look like a noble, but his face and trident next to him gives off a different vibe
*Description of Ashton?*
[[ Ashton stands at about 5’8 without his 4 inch platform lace up leather boots. His hair is a grayish pink, like a dying rose, his skin a lighter shade of his hair + orange because it’s still skin. His eyes are a midnight black, like pools of darkness, two tusks, one of which is broken. He has a grayish pink 5o’clock shadow, a horizontal scar across the bridge of his nose, and is wearing a bloody crown. He’s holding a blue, glowing, trident. ]]
*Dang, platform boots? Snazzy as freak* *Also, technoblade?*
Lucius looks at him, walking over, "Hello there."
[[ he got dem fanci shoes ]] [[ I saw the boar shifter what else was I supposed to do ]]
“hello” he sips the coffee
*Have i given you lucius's description?* *Also, yes to both*
"You're quite the unique looking character."
[[ no ]] [[ i wanna make a kenku character who just constantly has crows around him, aka philza dnd ]]
“‘I’m a shifter”
*On it* *Lmao*
"A what?" Lucius asks, raising an eyebrow
(Lucius is a male human. He's about 6'1" with pale skin. He has short blonde hair with red streaks and silver eyes. He's dressed in a rather nice outfit. A pair of jeans, dress shoes, a white button up dress shirt, and a black vest.)
“Descendant of a lycanthrope” he sips his coffee
"I see. That is quite the heratige."
“Yeah, especially considering my mess of a childhood”
"Ah, childhoods are rather... difficult, when you end up in places like this."
“Difficult indeed”
Lucius decides not to pry, ordering tea
“So how was your childhood” this man doesn’t even care if that was an invasive question he just keeps on sippin
"It was..... interesting."
*THE DAMN FLYS ARE BACK*
“Care to elaborate? I’ll tell you my trauma after”
[[ QUICK GET THE CHANCLAS ]]
"I'll abstain." He says, 'My issues are my own, and no one elses. No offense, i'm sure your backstory is very nice."
*AHHHHHHHH*
“Aight, we’ll, someone here’s gonna know about be eventually so why not you” he takes another sip “my parents were killed when I was about 7, or I was kidnapped can’t remember which, probably both knowing my luck, back to the story, I was forced to fight in a tyrant’s arena, I got to choose my weapon, but I was chained to it. Fast forward til I’m 18, officially old enough to no longer be chained to my weapon, which was this trident here. I did my part, killed everyone in the arena like I was supposed to, and then everyone in the stands cheering for death. Among them was the tyrant, I wear his crown and cloak now”
[[ *tries to use telekinesis to set flies on fire* ]]
Clara is laying on the roof, her tome floating nearby, opened to a certain page
Lucius is sitting in the main room, drinking some wine
-Open slot, take your pick-
Ashton is drinking coffee at a line table, they way he’s dressed makes him look like a noble, but his face and trident next to him gives off a different vibe
*Description of Ashton?*
[[ Ashton stands at about 5’8 without his 4 inch platform lace up leather boots. His hair is a grayish pink, like a dying rose, his skin a lighter shade of his hair + orange because it’s still skin. His eyes are a midnight black, like pools of darkness, two tusks, one of which is broken. He has a grayish pink 5o’clock shadow, a horizontal scar across the bridge of his nose, and is wearing a bloody crown. He’s holding a blue, glowing, trident. ]]
*Dang, platform boots? Snazzy as freak* *Also, technoblade?*
Lucius looks at him, walking over, "Hello there."
[[ he got dem fanci shoes ]] [[ I saw the boar shifter what else was I supposed to do ]]
“hello” he sips the coffee
*Have i given you lucius's description?* *Also, yes to both*
"You're quite the unique looking character."
[[ no ]] [[ i wanna make a kenku character who just constantly has crows around him, aka philza dnd ]]
“‘I’m a shifter”
*On it* *Lmao*
"A what?" Lucius asks, raising an eyebrow
(Lucius is a male human. He's about 6'1" with pale skin. He has short blonde hair with red streaks and silver eyes. He's dressed in a rather nice outfit. A pair of jeans, dress shoes, a white button up dress shirt, and a black vest.)
“Descendant of a lycanthrope” he sips his coffee
"I see. That is quite the heratige."
“Yeah, especially considering my mess of a childhood”
"Ah, childhoods are rather... difficult, when you end up in places like this."
“Difficult indeed”
Lucius decides not to pry, ordering tea
“So how was your childhood” this man doesn’t even care if that was an invasive question he just keeps on sippin
"It was..... interesting."
*THE DAMN FLYS ARE BACK*
“Care to elaborate? I’ll tell you my trauma after”
[[ QUICK GET THE CHANCLAS ]]
"I'll abstain." He says, 'My issues are my own, and no one elses. No offense, i'm sure your backstory is very nice."
*AHHHHHHHH*
“Aight, we’ll, someone here’s gonna know about be eventually so why not you” he takes another sip “my parents were killed when I was about 7, or I was kidnapped can’t remember which, probably both knowing my luck, back to the story, I was forced to fight in a tyrant’s arena, I got to choose my weapon, but I was chained to it. Fast forward til I’m 18, officially old enough to no longer be chained to my weapon, which was this trident here. I did my part, killed everyone in the arena like I was supposed to, and then everyone in the stands cheering for death. Among them was the tyrant, I wear his crown and cloak now”
[[ *tries to use telekinesis to set flies on fire* ]]
*CHANNELS APPLE CIDER VINIGAR AND DISH SOAP*
"Huh, edgy." Lucius nods, "And brutal. Sorry you had to go through that."
Clara is laying on the roof, her tome floating nearby, opened to a certain page
Lucius is sitting in the main room, drinking some wine
-Open slot, take your pick-
Ashton is drinking coffee at a line table, they way he’s dressed makes him look like a noble, but his face and trident next to him gives off a different vibe
*Description of Ashton?*
[[ Ashton stands at about 5’8 without his 4 inch platform lace up leather boots. His hair is a grayish pink, like a dying rose, his skin a lighter shade of his hair + orange because it’s still skin. His eyes are a midnight black, like pools of darkness, two tusks, one of which is broken. He has a grayish pink 5o’clock shadow, a horizontal scar across the bridge of his nose, and is wearing a bloody crown. He’s holding a blue, glowing, trident. ]]
*Dang, platform boots? Snazzy as freak* *Also, technoblade?*
Lucius looks at him, walking over, "Hello there."
[[ he got dem fanci shoes ]] [[ I saw the boar shifter what else was I supposed to do ]]
“hello” he sips the coffee
*Have i given you lucius's description?* *Also, yes to both*
"You're quite the unique looking character."
[[ no ]] [[ i wanna make a kenku character who just constantly has crows around him, aka philza dnd ]]
“‘I’m a shifter”
*On it* *Lmao*
"A what?" Lucius asks, raising an eyebrow
(Lucius is a male human. He's about 6'1" with pale skin. He has short blonde hair with red streaks and silver eyes. He's dressed in a rather nice outfit. A pair of jeans, dress shoes, a white button up dress shirt, and a black vest.)
“Descendant of a lycanthrope” he sips his coffee
"I see. That is quite the heratige."
“Yeah, especially considering my mess of a childhood”
"Ah, childhoods are rather... difficult, when you end up in places like this."
“Difficult indeed”
Lucius decides not to pry, ordering tea
“So how was your childhood” this man doesn’t even care if that was an invasive question he just keeps on sippin
"It was..... interesting."
*THE DAMN FLYS ARE BACK*
“Care to elaborate? I’ll tell you my trauma after”
[[ QUICK GET THE CHANCLAS ]]
"I'll abstain." He says, 'My issues are my own, and no one elses. No offense, i'm sure your backstory is very nice."
*AHHHHHHHH*
“Aight, we’ll, someone here’s gonna know about be eventually so why not you” he takes another sip “my parents were killed when I was about 7, or I was kidnapped can’t remember which, probably both knowing my luck, back to the story, I was forced to fight in a tyrant’s arena, I got to choose my weapon, but I was chained to it. Fast forward til I’m 18, officially old enough to no longer be chained to my weapon, which was this trident here. I did my part, killed everyone in the arena like I was supposed to, and then everyone in the stands cheering for death. Among them was the tyrant, I wear his crown and cloak now”
[[ *tries to use telekinesis to set flies on fire* ]]
*CHANNELS APPLE CIDER VINIGAR AND DISH SOAP*
"Huh, edgy." Lucius nods, "And brutal. Sorry you had to go through that."
[[ I’m working on a techno cosplay irl, my mom found a cloak but it’s black and I’m like “grim reaper techno” ]]
“yeah I’m just sorry for the poor souls I was forced to kill, they didn’t even have a chance”
Clara is laying on the roof, her tome floating nearby, opened to a certain page
Lucius is sitting in the main room, drinking some wine
-Open slot, take your pick-
Ashton is drinking coffee at a line table, they way he’s dressed makes him look like a noble, but his face and trident next to him gives off a different vibe
*Description of Ashton?*
[[ Ashton stands at about 5’8 without his 4 inch platform lace up leather boots. His hair is a grayish pink, like a dying rose, his skin a lighter shade of his hair + orange because it’s still skin. His eyes are a midnight black, like pools of darkness, two tusks, one of which is broken. He has a grayish pink 5o’clock shadow, a horizontal scar across the bridge of his nose, and is wearing a bloody crown. He’s holding a blue, glowing, trident. ]]
*Dang, platform boots? Snazzy as freak* *Also, technoblade?*
Lucius looks at him, walking over, "Hello there."
[[ he got dem fanci shoes ]] [[ I saw the boar shifter what else was I supposed to do ]]
“hello” he sips the coffee
*Have i given you lucius's description?* *Also, yes to both*
"You're quite the unique looking character."
[[ no ]] [[ i wanna make a kenku character who just constantly has crows around him, aka philza dnd ]]
“‘I’m a shifter”
*On it* *Lmao*
"A what?" Lucius asks, raising an eyebrow
(Lucius is a male human. He's about 6'1" with pale skin. He has short blonde hair with red streaks and silver eyes. He's dressed in a rather nice outfit. A pair of jeans, dress shoes, a white button up dress shirt, and a black vest.)
“Descendant of a lycanthrope” he sips his coffee
"I see. That is quite the heratige."
“Yeah, especially considering my mess of a childhood”
"Ah, childhoods are rather... difficult, when you end up in places like this."
“Difficult indeed”
Lucius decides not to pry, ordering tea
“So how was your childhood” this man doesn’t even care if that was an invasive question he just keeps on sippin
"It was..... interesting."
*THE DAMN FLYS ARE BACK*
“Care to elaborate? I’ll tell you my trauma after”
[[ QUICK GET THE CHANCLAS ]]
"I'll abstain." He says, 'My issues are my own, and no one elses. No offense, i'm sure your backstory is very nice."
*AHHHHHHHH*
“Aight, we’ll, someone here’s gonna know about be eventually so why not you” he takes another sip “my parents were killed when I was about 7, or I was kidnapped can’t remember which, probably both knowing my luck, back to the story, I was forced to fight in a tyrant’s arena, I got to choose my weapon, but I was chained to it. Fast forward til I’m 18, officially old enough to no longer be chained to my weapon, which was this trident here. I did my part, killed everyone in the arena like I was supposed to, and then everyone in the stands cheering for death. Among them was the tyrant, I wear his crown and cloak now”
[[ *tries to use telekinesis to set flies on fire* ]]
*CHANNELS APPLE CIDER VINIGAR AND DISH SOAP*
"Huh, edgy." Lucius nods, "And brutal. Sorry you had to go through that."
[[ I’m working on a techno cosplay irl, my mom found a cloak but it’s black and I’m like “grim reaper techno” ]]
“yeah I’m just sorry for the poor souls I was forced to kill, they didn’t even have a chance”
*I'm into cosplay, wish i had the cash for it ;-; *
Clara is laying on the roof, her tome floating nearby, opened to a certain page
Lucius is sitting in the main room, drinking some wine
-Open slot, take your pick-
Ashton is drinking coffee at a line table, they way he’s dressed makes him look like a noble, but his face and trident next to him gives off a different vibe
*Description of Ashton?*
[[ Ashton stands at about 5’8 without his 4 inch platform lace up leather boots. His hair is a grayish pink, like a dying rose, his skin a lighter shade of his hair + orange because it’s still skin. His eyes are a midnight black, like pools of darkness, two tusks, one of which is broken. He has a grayish pink 5o’clock shadow, a horizontal scar across the bridge of his nose, and is wearing a bloody crown. He’s holding a blue, glowing, trident. ]]
*Dang, platform boots? Snazzy as freak* *Also, technoblade?*
Lucius looks at him, walking over, "Hello there."
[[ he got dem fanci shoes ]] [[ I saw the boar shifter what else was I supposed to do ]]
“hello” he sips the coffee
*Have i given you lucius's description?* *Also, yes to both*
"You're quite the unique looking character."
[[ no ]] [[ i wanna make a kenku character who just constantly has crows around him, aka philza dnd ]]
“‘I’m a shifter”
*On it* *Lmao*
"A what?" Lucius asks, raising an eyebrow
(Lucius is a male human. He's about 6'1" with pale skin. He has short blonde hair with red streaks and silver eyes. He's dressed in a rather nice outfit. A pair of jeans, dress shoes, a white button up dress shirt, and a black vest.)
“Descendant of a lycanthrope” he sips his coffee
"I see. That is quite the heratige."
“Yeah, especially considering my mess of a childhood”
"Ah, childhoods are rather... difficult, when you end up in places like this."
“Difficult indeed”
Lucius decides not to pry, ordering tea
“So how was your childhood” this man doesn’t even care if that was an invasive question he just keeps on sippin
"It was..... interesting."
*THE DAMN FLYS ARE BACK*
“Care to elaborate? I’ll tell you my trauma after”
[[ QUICK GET THE CHANCLAS ]]
"I'll abstain." He says, 'My issues are my own, and no one elses. No offense, i'm sure your backstory is very nice."
*AHHHHHHHH*
“Aight, we’ll, someone here’s gonna know about be eventually so why not you” he takes another sip “my parents were killed when I was about 7, or I was kidnapped can’t remember which, probably both knowing my luck, back to the story, I was forced to fight in a tyrant’s arena, I got to choose my weapon, but I was chained to it. Fast forward til I’m 18, officially old enough to no longer be chained to my weapon, which was this trident here. I did my part, killed everyone in the arena like I was supposed to, and then everyone in the stands cheering for death. Among them was the tyrant, I wear his crown and cloak now”
[[ *tries to use telekinesis to set flies on fire* ]]
*CHANNELS APPLE CIDER VINIGAR AND DISH SOAP*
"Huh, edgy." Lucius nods, "And brutal. Sorry you had to go through that."
[[ I’m working on a techno cosplay irl, my mom found a cloak but it’s black and I’m like “grim reaper techno” ]]
“yeah I’m just sorry for the poor souls I was forced to kill, they didn’t even have a chance”
*I'm into cosplay, wish i had the cash for it ;-; *
"Can't tell if thats cocky or super honest."
[[ I dont either but I’m almost there ]]
“I’m not proud of what I’ve done, believe me, they were to skinny to hold a sword properly and my trident had to far a reach”
Clara is laying on the roof, her tome floating nearby, opened to a certain page
Lucius is sitting in the main room, drinking some wine
-Open slot, take your pick-
Ashton is drinking coffee at a line table, they way he’s dressed makes him look like a noble, but his face and trident next to him gives off a different vibe
*Description of Ashton?*
[[ Ashton stands at about 5’8 without his 4 inch platform lace up leather boots. His hair is a grayish pink, like a dying rose, his skin a lighter shade of his hair + orange because it’s still skin. His eyes are a midnight black, like pools of darkness, two tusks, one of which is broken. He has a grayish pink 5o’clock shadow, a horizontal scar across the bridge of his nose, and is wearing a bloody crown. He’s holding a blue, glowing, trident. ]]
*Dang, platform boots? Snazzy as freak* *Also, technoblade?*
Lucius looks at him, walking over, "Hello there."
[[ he got dem fanci shoes ]] [[ I saw the boar shifter what else was I supposed to do ]]
“hello” he sips the coffee
*Have i given you lucius's description?* *Also, yes to both*
"You're quite the unique looking character."
[[ no ]] [[ i wanna make a kenku character who just constantly has crows around him, aka philza dnd ]]
“‘I’m a shifter”
*On it* *Lmao*
"A what?" Lucius asks, raising an eyebrow
(Lucius is a male human. He's about 6'1" with pale skin. He has short blonde hair with red streaks and silver eyes. He's dressed in a rather nice outfit. A pair of jeans, dress shoes, a white button up dress shirt, and a black vest.)
“Descendant of a lycanthrope” he sips his coffee
"I see. That is quite the heratige."
“Yeah, especially considering my mess of a childhood”
"Ah, childhoods are rather... difficult, when you end up in places like this."
“Difficult indeed”
Lucius decides not to pry, ordering tea
“So how was your childhood” this man doesn’t even care if that was an invasive question he just keeps on sippin
"It was..... interesting."
*THE DAMN FLYS ARE BACK*
“Care to elaborate? I’ll tell you my trauma after”
[[ QUICK GET THE CHANCLAS ]]
"I'll abstain." He says, 'My issues are my own, and no one elses. No offense, i'm sure your backstory is very nice."
*AHHHHHHHH*
“Aight, we’ll, someone here’s gonna know about be eventually so why not you” he takes another sip “my parents were killed when I was about 7, or I was kidnapped can’t remember which, probably both knowing my luck, back to the story, I was forced to fight in a tyrant’s arena, I got to choose my weapon, but I was chained to it. Fast forward til I’m 18, officially old enough to no longer be chained to my weapon, which was this trident here. I did my part, killed everyone in the arena like I was supposed to, and then everyone in the stands cheering for death. Among them was the tyrant, I wear his crown and cloak now”
[[ *tries to use telekinesis to set flies on fire* ]]
*CHANNELS APPLE CIDER VINIGAR AND DISH SOAP*
"Huh, edgy." Lucius nods, "And brutal. Sorry you had to go through that."
[[ I’m working on a techno cosplay irl, my mom found a cloak but it’s black and I’m like “grim reaper techno” ]]
“yeah I’m just sorry for the poor souls I was forced to kill, they didn’t even have a chance”
*I'm into cosplay, wish i had the cash for it ;-; *
"Can't tell if thats cocky or super honest."
[[ I dont either but I’m almost there ]]
“I’m not proud of what I’ve done, believe me, they were to skinny to hold a sword properly and my trident had to far a reach”
*Yep, cosplays expensive and hard*
"Hm, interesting," Lucius nods, tapping the table with his fingers absentmindedly
Clara is laying on the roof, her tome floating nearby, opened to a certain page
Lucius is sitting in the main room, drinking some wine
-Open slot, take your pick-
Ashton is drinking coffee at a line table, they way he’s dressed makes him look like a noble, but his face and trident next to him gives off a different vibe
*Description of Ashton?*
[[ Ashton stands at about 5’8 without his 4 inch platform lace up leather boots. His hair is a grayish pink, like a dying rose, his skin a lighter shade of his hair + orange because it’s still skin. His eyes are a midnight black, like pools of darkness, two tusks, one of which is broken. He has a grayish pink 5o’clock shadow, a horizontal scar across the bridge of his nose, and is wearing a bloody crown. He’s holding a blue, glowing, trident. ]]
*Dang, platform boots? Snazzy as freak* *Also, technoblade?*
Lucius looks at him, walking over, "Hello there."
[[ he got dem fanci shoes ]] [[ I saw the boar shifter what else was I supposed to do ]]
“hello” he sips the coffee
*Have i given you lucius's description?* *Also, yes to both*
"You're quite the unique looking character."
[[ no ]] [[ i wanna make a kenku character who just constantly has crows around him, aka philza dnd ]]
“‘I’m a shifter”
*On it* *Lmao*
"A what?" Lucius asks, raising an eyebrow
(Lucius is a male human. He's about 6'1" with pale skin. He has short blonde hair with red streaks and silver eyes. He's dressed in a rather nice outfit. A pair of jeans, dress shoes, a white button up dress shirt, and a black vest.)
“Descendant of a lycanthrope” he sips his coffee
"I see. That is quite the heratige."
“Yeah, especially considering my mess of a childhood”
"Ah, childhoods are rather... difficult, when you end up in places like this."
“Difficult indeed”
Lucius decides not to pry, ordering tea
“So how was your childhood” this man doesn’t even care if that was an invasive question he just keeps on sippin
"It was..... interesting."
*THE DAMN FLYS ARE BACK*
“Care to elaborate? I’ll tell you my trauma after”
[[ QUICK GET THE CHANCLAS ]]
"I'll abstain." He says, 'My issues are my own, and no one elses. No offense, i'm sure your backstory is very nice."
*AHHHHHHHH*
“Aight, we’ll, someone here’s gonna know about be eventually so why not you” he takes another sip “my parents were killed when I was about 7, or I was kidnapped can’t remember which, probably both knowing my luck, back to the story, I was forced to fight in a tyrant’s arena, I got to choose my weapon, but I was chained to it. Fast forward til I’m 18, officially old enough to no longer be chained to my weapon, which was this trident here. I did my part, killed everyone in the arena like I was supposed to, and then everyone in the stands cheering for death. Among them was the tyrant, I wear his crown and cloak now”
[[ *tries to use telekinesis to set flies on fire* ]]
*CHANNELS APPLE CIDER VINIGAR AND DISH SOAP*
"Huh, edgy." Lucius nods, "And brutal. Sorry you had to go through that."
[[ I’m working on a techno cosplay irl, my mom found a cloak but it’s black and I’m like “grim reaper techno” ]]
“yeah I’m just sorry for the poor souls I was forced to kill, they didn’t even have a chance”
*I'm into cosplay, wish i had the cash for it ;-; *
"Can't tell if thats cocky or super honest."
[[ I dont either but I’m almost there ]]
“I’m not proud of what I’ve done, believe me, they were to skinny to hold a sword properly and my trident had to far a reach”
*Yep, cosplays expensive and hard*
"Hm, interesting," Lucius nods, tapping the table with his fingers absentmindedly
[[ mhm, it’s sad how much it costs, not to mention make up for actually looking like the character, then accessories like weapons/jewelry that the character wears, hhhhhhhhh the list is long ]]
“did you actually want to hear that or were you just being polite” he raises an eyebrow
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I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
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*Have i given you lucius's description?* *Also, yes to both*
"You're quite the unique looking character."
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
[[ no ]] [[ i wanna make a kenku character who just constantly has crows around him, aka philza dnd ]]
“‘I’m a shifter”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
*On it* *Lmao*
"A what?" Lucius asks, raising an eyebrow
(Lucius is a male human. He's about 6'1" with pale skin. He has short blonde hair with red streaks and silver eyes. He's dressed in a rather nice outfit. A pair of jeans, dress shoes, a white button up dress shirt, and a black vest.)
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
“Descendant of a lycanthrope” he sips his coffee
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
"I see. That is quite the heratige."
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
“Yeah, especially considering my mess of a childhood”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
"Ah, childhoods are rather... difficult, when you end up in places like this."
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
“Difficult indeed”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
Lucius decides not to pry, ordering tea
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
“So how was your childhood” this man doesn’t even care if that was an invasive question he just keeps on sippin
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
"It was..... interesting."
*THE DAMN FLYS ARE BACK*
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
“Care to elaborate? I’ll tell you my trauma after”
[[ QUICK GET THE CHANCLAS ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
"I'll abstain." He says, 'My issues are my own, and no one elses. No offense, i'm sure your backstory is very nice."
*AHHHHHHHH*
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
“Aight, we’ll, someone here’s gonna know about be eventually so why not you” he takes another sip “my parents were killed when I was about 7, or I was kidnapped can’t remember which, probably both knowing my luck, back to the story, I was forced to fight in a tyrant’s arena, I got to choose my weapon, but I was chained to it. Fast forward til I’m 18, officially old enough to no longer be chained to my weapon, which was this trident here. I did my part, killed everyone in the arena like I was supposed to, and then everyone in the stands cheering for death. Among them was the tyrant, I wear his crown and cloak now”
[[ *tries to use telekinesis to set flies on fire* ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
*CHANNELS APPLE CIDER VINIGAR AND DISH SOAP*
"Huh, edgy." Lucius nods, "And brutal. Sorry you had to go through that."
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
[[ I’m working on a techno cosplay irl, my mom found a cloak but it’s black and I’m like “grim reaper techno” ]]
“yeah I’m just sorry for the poor souls I was forced to kill, they didn’t even have a chance”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
*I'm into cosplay, wish i had the cash for it ;-; *
"Can't tell if thats cocky or super honest."
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
[[ I dont either but I’m almost there ]]
“I’m not proud of what I’ve done, believe me, they were to skinny to hold a sword properly and my trident had to far a reach”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
*Yep, cosplays expensive and hard*
"Hm, interesting," Lucius nods, tapping the table with his fingers absentmindedly
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
[[ mhm, it’s sad how much it costs, not to mention make up for actually looking like the character, then accessories like weapons/jewelry that the character wears, hhhhhhhhh the list is long ]]
“did you actually want to hear that or were you just being polite” he raises an eyebrow
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger