A portal open up in the main room, a couple feet off the ground. Out of said portal drops an armored person. They lay still, some joints bending in ways that no creature was meant to bend, seeminly broken. Out of cracked open parts of the metal, a red fluid spills out onto the floor, slowly pooling under the armor.
Lysander helps them up and casts mending. "You okay?"
They don't seem to fully register whats happening, the sound of coughing heard from within the armor
You okay?
Can't feel- The figure doubles over, coughing more
Anything I can do to help?
More of the red, bloodlike fluid starts pouring through the vizer in the armor's helmet
They wave their hand over the visor, to see if they can see them
The coughing grows, the armored person grabbing onto Lysander's hand
Need something?
They make a symbol for help with their working hand,
They nod and cast greater restoration
It seems to slow whatever is affecting them, but only for a bit
Lysander sighs. "Want me to cast cure wounds or something?"
*This person: Brutally dying. Lysander: Suck it up, do you need a cure wounds?*
Rax is relaxing after yesterday, having some water at a table.
Raphael waves before walking over, getting some water for themselves. "Hi, Raxern. How goes it?"
"Hey Raphael, um, hazy." He says answering them. He's noticibly less demonic, the only demonic traits left being red skin & horns.
"Mmm... Anything I can do to help? I just got the spell dream from my god, so we can do that if you want."
"Um, last time that was used it was chaos, so I think I'll pass."
"Sure... You are looking handsome still by the way."
"Really? Y-you mean that?"
"Of course. Still got those horns and the eye... Something wrong?"
*no his eyes are human ones, yellow in colour, should've specified, but yeah it's ONLY the horns & skin colour being red left in terms on demonicness.*
"No, just, thank you."
*Ah, got it*
"Your welcome." They say, placing their hand on his back. "Need anything?"
"No, I'm good, almost done with my book on kindness."
"Cool. Are you enjoying it?"
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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 portal open up in the main room, a couple feet off the ground. Out of said portal drops an armored person. They lay still, some joints bending in ways that no creature was meant to bend, seeminly broken. Out of cracked open parts of the metal, a red fluid spills out onto the floor, slowly pooling under the armor.
Lysander helps them up and casts mending. "You okay?"
They don't seem to fully register whats happening, the sound of coughing heard from within the armor
You okay?
Can't feel- The figure doubles over, coughing more
Anything I can do to help?
More of the red, bloodlike fluid starts pouring through the vizer in the armor's helmet
They wave their hand over the visor, to see if they can see them
The coughing grows, the armored person grabbing onto Lysander's hand
Need something?
They make a symbol for help with their working hand,
They nod and cast greater restoration
It seems to slow whatever is affecting them, but only for a bit
Lysander sighs. "Want me to cast cure wounds or something?"
*This person: Brutally dying. Lysander: Suck it up, do you need a cure wounds?*
The figure seems to look up at him,
*Lysander wants to do that, but won't dare be honest with people. That and he isn't a healer*
Portent: 6191
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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 portal open up in the main room, a couple feet off the ground. Out of said portal drops an armored person. They lay still, some joints bending in ways that no creature was meant to bend, seeminly broken. Out of cracked open parts of the metal, a red fluid spills out onto the floor, slowly pooling under the armor.
*man I seriously don't have any healers huh?*
Thara runs up, trying to help them up, "Oh Heavens! Are you okay? What happened?"
*Yea, great time to bring in an injured boi*
The can't seem to talk, sounding like they're choking, Can't f-feel-
"Let me get you to a better place to sit, the armour will need to come off." She tries to bring them to the couch.
They're able to walk, Barely, though its much like trying to make someone with broken legs stand.
She sits them on the couch & tries to take the armour off, starting with the helm.
*Make a small athletics check pls :)*
*hehe, strong dragonborn, also she would know how to properly doff armour, as she's had military training.*
Rax is relaxing after yesterday, having some water at a table.
Raphael waves before walking over, getting some water for themselves. "Hi, Raxern. How goes it?"
"Hey Raphael, um, hazy." He says answering them. He's noticibly less demonic, the only demonic traits left being red skin & horns.
"Mmm... Anything I can do to help? I just got the spell dream from my god, so we can do that if you want."
"Um, last time that was used it was chaos, so I think I'll pass."
"Sure... You are looking handsome still by the way."
"Really? Y-you mean that?"
"Of course. Still got those horns and the eye... Something wrong?"
*no his eyes are human ones, yellow in colour, should've specified, but yeah it's ONLY the horns & skin colour being red left in terms on demonicness.*
"No, just, thank you."
*Ah, got it*
"Your welcome." They say, placing their hand on his back. "Need anything?"
"No, I'm good, almost done with my book on kindness."
Rax is relaxing after yesterday, having some water at a table.
Raphael waves before walking over, getting some water for themselves. "Hi, Raxern. How goes it?"
"Hey Raphael, um, hazy." He says answering them. He's noticibly less demonic, the only demonic traits left being red skin & horns.
"Mmm... Anything I can do to help? I just got the spell dream from my god, so we can do that if you want."
"Um, last time that was used it was chaos, so I think I'll pass."
"Sure... You are looking handsome still by the way."
"Really? Y-you mean that?"
"Of course. Still got those horns and the eye... Something wrong?"
*no his eyes are human ones, yellow in colour, should've specified, but yeah it's ONLY the horns & skin colour being red left in terms on demonicness.*
"No, just, thank you."
*Ah, got it*
"Your welcome." They say, placing their hand on his back. "Need anything?"
"No, I'm good, almost done with my book on kindness."
"Cool. Are you enjoying it?"
"Yeah."
"Good. Are you putting the teachings into practice?"
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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
*oh yeah pall BTW turns out you knew Laci, y'know the coat wearing pigeon aarokocra guy with a gun & coin?*
Laci is watching those below while he lays in the rafters.
<slot open>
*Got it*
Lysander waves to them. "How goes it?"
Oh, you again. He has a completely different tone as opposed to last time, it being a combination of seriousness & just a constant slightly ticked off, stark contrast to the cheery mood he was in on arrival.
Something wrong? Lysander says, looking for the coin
In his hand, being flipped, No, why?
Mmm... Nothing. You enjoy coins?
He narrows his eyes at him, Why do you want to know? Also don't even try to take this one. He catches it in a fist & holds it in there.
Rax is relaxing after yesterday, having some water at a table.
Raphael waves before walking over, getting some water for themselves. "Hi, Raxern. How goes it?"
"Hey Raphael, um, hazy." He says answering them. He's noticibly less demonic, the only demonic traits left being red skin & horns.
"Mmm... Anything I can do to help? I just got the spell dream from my god, so we can do that if you want."
"Um, last time that was used it was chaos, so I think I'll pass."
"Sure... You are looking handsome still by the way."
"Really? Y-you mean that?"
"Of course. Still got those horns and the eye... Something wrong?"
*no his eyes are human ones, yellow in colour, should've specified, but yeah it's ONLY the horns & skin colour being red left in terms on demonicness.*
"No, just, thank you."
*Ah, got it*
"Your welcome." They say, placing their hand on his back. "Need anything?"
"No, I'm good, almost done with my book on kindness."
"Cool. Are you enjoying it?"
"Yeah."
"Good. Are you putting the teachings into practice?"
"Yes of course, I'm not going to read it & then not use anything with the knowledge I just got."
A portal open up in the main room, a couple feet off the ground. Out of said portal drops an armored person. They lay still, some joints bending in ways that no creature was meant to bend, seeminly broken. Out of cracked open parts of the metal, a red fluid spills out onto the floor, slowly pooling under the armor.
*man I seriously don't have any healers huh?*
Thara runs up, trying to help them up, "Oh Heavens! Are you okay? What happened?"
*Yea, great time to bring in an injured boi*
The can't seem to talk, sounding like they're choking, Can't f-feel-
"Let me get you to a better place to sit, the armour will need to come off." She tries to bring them to the couch.
They're able to walk, Barely, though its much like trying to make someone with broken legs stand.
She sits them on the couch & tries to take the armour off, starting with the helm.
*Make a small athletics check pls :)*
*hehe, strong dragonborn, also she would know how to properly doff armour, as she's had military training.*
A portal open up in the main room, a couple feet off the ground. Out of said portal drops an armored person. They lay still, some joints bending in ways that no creature was meant to bend, seeminly broken. Out of cracked open parts of the metal, a red fluid spills out onto the floor, slowly pooling under the armor.
*man I seriously don't have any healers huh?*
Thara runs up, trying to help them up, "Oh Heavens! Are you okay? What happened?"
*Yea, great time to bring in an injured boi*
The can't seem to talk, sounding like they're choking, Can't f-feel-
"Let me get you to a better place to sit, the armour will need to come off." She tries to bring them to the couch.
They're able to walk, Barely, though its much like trying to make someone with broken legs stand.
She sits them on the couch & tries to take the armour off, starting with the helm.
*Make a small athletics check pls :)*
*hehe, strong dragonborn, also she would know how to properly doff armour, as she's had military training.*
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*I wonder how she'll deal with this lmao*
She's able to get the helmet off. Underneath, its not the prettiest sight. Whatever semblance of a person is left is... warped. Imma just use this photo,
*Imagine this damn monstrosity, but just the head tbh, cause armor*
*oh yeah pall BTW turns out you knew Laci, y'know the coat wearing pigeon aarokocra guy with a gun & coin?*
Laci is watching those below while he lays in the rafters.
<slot open>
*Got it*
Lysander waves to them. "How goes it?"
Oh, you again. He has a completely different tone as opposed to last time, it being a combination of seriousness & just a constant slightly ticked off, stark contrast to the cheery mood he was in on arrival.
Something wrong? Lysander says, looking for the coin
In his hand, being flipped, No, why?
Mmm... Nothing. You enjoy coins?
He narrows his eyes at him, Why do you want to know? Also don't even try to take this one. He catches it in a fist & holds it in there.
because by asking questions, one is able to engage in small talk
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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 portal open up in the main room, a couple feet off the ground. Out of said portal drops an armored person. They lay still, some joints bending in ways that no creature was meant to bend, seeminly broken. Out of cracked open parts of the metal, a red fluid spills out onto the floor, slowly pooling under the armor.
Lysander helps them up and casts mending. "You okay?"
They don't seem to fully register whats happening, the sound of coughing heard from within the armor
You okay?
Can't feel- The figure doubles over, coughing more
Anything I can do to help?
More of the red, bloodlike fluid starts pouring through the vizer in the armor's helmet
They wave their hand over the visor, to see if they can see them
The coughing grows, the armored person grabbing onto Lysander's hand
Need something?
They make a symbol for help with their working hand,
They nod and cast greater restoration
It seems to slow whatever is affecting them, but only for a bit
Lysander sighs. "Want me to cast cure wounds or something?"
*This person: Brutally dying. Lysander: Suck it up, do you need a cure wounds?*
The figure seems to look up at him,
*Lysander wants to do that, but won't dare be honest with people. That and he isn't a healer*
Rax is relaxing after yesterday, having some water at a table.
Raphael waves before walking over, getting some water for themselves. "Hi, Raxern. How goes it?"
"Hey Raphael, um, hazy." He says answering them. He's noticibly less demonic, the only demonic traits left being red skin & horns.
"Mmm... Anything I can do to help? I just got the spell dream from my god, so we can do that if you want."
"Um, last time that was used it was chaos, so I think I'll pass."
"Sure... You are looking handsome still by the way."
"Really? Y-you mean that?"
"Of course. Still got those horns and the eye... Something wrong?"
*no his eyes are human ones, yellow in colour, should've specified, but yeah it's ONLY the horns & skin colour being red left in terms on demonicness.*
"No, just, thank you."
*Ah, got it*
"Your welcome." They say, placing their hand on his back. "Need anything?"
"No, I'm good, almost done with my book on kindness."
"Cool. Are you enjoying it?"
"Yeah."
"Good. Are you putting the teachings into practice?"
"Yes of course, I'm not going to read it & then not use anything with the knowledge I just got."
They smile and hug him. "Your the best Raxern."
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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
*oh yeah pall BTW turns out you knew Laci, y'know the coat wearing pigeon aarokocra guy with a gun & coin?*
Laci is watching those below while he lays in the rafters.
<slot open>
*Got it*
Lysander waves to them. "How goes it?"
Oh, you again. He has a completely different tone as opposed to last time, it being a combination of seriousness & just a constant slightly ticked off, stark contrast to the cheery mood he was in on arrival.
Something wrong? Lysander says, looking for the coin
In his hand, being flipped, No, why?
Mmm... Nothing. You enjoy coins?
He narrows his eyes at him, Why do you want to know? Also don't even try to take this one. He catches it in a fist & holds it in there.
because by asking questions, one is able to engage in small talk
A portal open up in the main room, a couple feet off the ground. Out of said portal drops an armored person. They lay still, some joints bending in ways that no creature was meant to bend, seeminly broken. Out of cracked open parts of the metal, a red fluid spills out onto the floor, slowly pooling under the armor.
Lysander helps them up and casts mending. "You okay?"
They don't seem to fully register whats happening, the sound of coughing heard from within the armor
You okay?
Can't feel- The figure doubles over, coughing more
Anything I can do to help?
More of the red, bloodlike fluid starts pouring through the vizer in the armor's helmet
They wave their hand over the visor, to see if they can see them
The coughing grows, the armored person grabbing onto Lysander's hand
Need something?
They make a symbol for help with their working hand,
They nod and cast greater restoration
It seems to slow whatever is affecting them, but only for a bit
Lysander sighs. "Want me to cast cure wounds or something?"
*This person: Brutally dying. Lysander: Suck it up, do you need a cure wounds?*
The figure seems to look up at him,
*Lysander wants to do that, but won't dare be honest with people. That and he isn't a healer*
Portent: 191210
*Lmao, of course not.*
19+5 for medicine
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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 portal open up in the main room, a couple feet off the ground. Out of said portal drops an armored person. They lay still, some joints bending in ways that no creature was meant to bend, seeminly broken. Out of cracked open parts of the metal, a red fluid spills out onto the floor, slowly pooling under the armor.
Lysander helps them up and casts mending. "You okay?"
They don't seem to fully register whats happening, the sound of coughing heard from within the armor
You okay?
Can't feel- The figure doubles over, coughing more
Anything I can do to help?
More of the red, bloodlike fluid starts pouring through the vizer in the armor's helmet
They wave their hand over the visor, to see if they can see them
The coughing grows, the armored person grabbing onto Lysander's hand
Need something?
They make a symbol for help with their working hand,
They nod and cast greater restoration
It seems to slow whatever is affecting them, but only for a bit
Lysander sighs. "Want me to cast cure wounds or something?"
*This person: Brutally dying. Lysander: Suck it up, do you need a cure wounds?*
The figure seems to look up at him,
*Lysander wants to do that, but won't dare be honest with people. That and he isn't a healer*
Portent: 191210
*Lmao, of course not.*
19+5 for medicine
*I'll be honest, its nothing like he's seen before*
She's able to get the helmet off. Underneath, its not the prettiest sight. Whatever semblance of a person is left is... warped. Imma just use this photo,
*Imagine this damn monstrosity, but just the head tbh, cause armor*
"AAGHH! What happened to you! Or are you just this monster normally?" She drops the helm & has her hand on her longsword.
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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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*This person: Brutally dying. Lysander: Suck it up, do you need a cure wounds?*
The figure seems to look up at him,
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
*uh, amputation is as far as I know you can go, I don't think you can go into gruesome gritty detail on things though.*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Cool. Are you enjoying it?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*...... i won't go into gritty detail*
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
*Lysander wants to do that, but won't dare be honest with people. That and he isn't a healer*
Portent: 6 19 1
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*hehe, strong dragonborn, also she would know how to properly doff armour, as she's had military training.*
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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.
*You should be fine then, Chris yells at you tell him to shift the blame to me.*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Yeah."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Good. Are you putting the teachings into practice?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He narrows his eyes at him, Why do you want to know? Also don't even try to take this one. He catches it in a fist & holds it in there.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Yes of course, I'm not going to read it & then not use anything with the knowledge I just got."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*I wonder how she'll deal with this lmao*
She's able to get the helmet off. Underneath, its not the prettiest sight. Whatever semblance of a person is left is... warped. Imma just use this photo,
*Imagine this damn monstrosity, but just the head tbh, cause armor*
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
because by asking questions, one is able to engage in small talk
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Lmao, of course not.*
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
They smile and hug him. "Your the best Raxern."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Ok, thanks blue :D*
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
Do you want something or not?
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
19+5 for medicine
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*I'll be honest, its nothing like he's seen before*
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
"AAGHH! What happened to you! Or are you just this monster normally?" She drops the helm & has her hand on her longsword.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.