Maxwell was practicing his punches when he head snapped back, his pupil's going small. A snarl arose from his throat and he looked around the forest for enemies, feeling like he was back in Xandar. He let out a roar of a creature that wasn't human.
He takes a deep breath but the side wasn't going away. It walked towards the tavern. Anyone within 6 ft feels a radical change in Max's mood.
*Gonna turn Max's personality on its head >:]*
He can hear andrew yelp from above him
Max turns his head, his fists holding his pistol in malicious intent.
Andrew looks down from a branch:"Heyyy there buddy, please don't shoot me."
He snarls and starts climbing the tree
Andrew reveals an arm blade on his left arm:"Com'n man, don't make me do this."
He jumped up to the branch and grabbed andrew by the shoulder, falling backwards, dragging andrew with him
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Tara is in Sogel, eating traditional Sogelian street cuisine
*Merry christmas, heres kelipso revised*
a 5'6 teifling walks in. his skin is mint green, he has four horns adorning head. his turquoise colored eyes scan the bar happily before he plops himself down at a table. a large fluffy white wolf follows him and curls up around his feet.
*for all of those who interacted with kelipso back in Tavern II. not the same child, he be revised*
Q'ilbrith flop/scoots his way over and hands him a summoning scroll. "Merry Winter Festival!"
Kelipso smiled happily "You too!!"
"It is nice to meet someone who acknowledges a winter festival so late in the year. May end theirs after the year ends."
Kelipso chuckled "Never seen something like you!" he said. Gordon next to him sniffed Q'il
Q'il seems like he doesn't know what to make of Gordon
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
Maxwell was practicing his punches when he head snapped back, his pupil's going small. A snarl arose from his throat and he looked around the forest for enemies, feeling like he was back in Xandar. He let out a roar of a creature that wasn't human.
*Hmmmm, also gonna spin things. REINTRODUCE THE HUNTER*
He can sense something in the trees, about 10ft off the ground, and 30ft to his left
Max chuckles, following the feeling. His eyes narrow to small slits.
He can tell theres a figure in the trees, holding onto a branch.
Max looks up in the tree's, he pulls out his Dagger and a metal stake, obviously armed to the teeth. He takes off his jacket, down to just his Black tank top and dog-tags. He grips the metal stake and digs it into the tree's bark.
It seems to be staring at him, and theres a small click as something is loaded. The figure seen cautious of the maddened man.
*Gonna find art to describe him*
Max heard the click and imminently fight or flight kicked in. He climbed a little faster till he was right by It's side
The figure aims something at him, speaking, "Back 10ft or i will be forced to fire."
"nope!" He says and grabs the figures shoulders, pulling backwards off the branch
*if this turns into a fight, takeit into pm?*
*Nah, lets keep it here so anyone may add things if they wish*
The figure falls with him, noticing halfway through him pulling back, his intent. The figure manages to avoid any major injury as they hit the ground
Max stands up quickly, gripping his dagger
The figure twirls a pistol, drawing their own blade
Max dashes to the side, a look of bloodlust in his eyes as he rams into the figure
str: 18
Str:5
Lucky roll:5
The figure gets easily knocked over
Max chuckles, holding the figure's leg under his foot.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Maxwell was practicing his punches when he head snapped back, his pupil's going small. A snarl arose from his throat and he looked around the forest for enemies, feeling like he was back in Xandar. He let out a roar of a creature that wasn't human.
*Hmmmm, also gonna spin things. REINTRODUCE THE HUNTER*
He can sense something in the trees, about 10ft off the ground, and 30ft to his left
Max chuckles, following the feeling. His eyes narrow to small slits.
He can tell theres a figure in the trees, holding onto a branch.
Max looks up in the tree's, he pulls out his Dagger and a metal stake, obviously armed to the teeth. He takes off his jacket, down to just his Black tank top and dog-tags. He grips the metal stake and digs it into the tree's bark.
It seems to be staring at him, and theres a small click as something is loaded. The figure seen cautious of the maddened man.
*Gonna find art to describe him*
Max heard the click and imminently fight or flight kicked in. He climbed a little faster till he was right by It's side
The figure aims something at him, speaking, "Back 10ft or i will be forced to fire."
"nope!" He says and grabs the figures shoulders, pulling backwards off the branch
*if this turns into a fight, takeit into pm?*
*Nah, lets keep it here so anyone may add things if they wish*
The figure falls with him, noticing halfway through him pulling back, his intent. The figure manages to avoid any major injury as they hit the ground
Max stands up quickly, gripping his dagger
The figure twirls a pistol, drawing their own blade
Max dashes to the side, a look of bloodlust in his eyes as he rams into the figure
str: 18
Str:5
Lucky roll:5
The figure gets easily knocked over
Max chuckles, holding the figure's leg under his foot.
*steve is badly wishing Tara was here to help...*
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
Tara is in Sogel, eating traditional Sogelian street cuisine
*Merry christmas, heres kelipso revised*
a 5'6 teifling walks in. his skin is mint green, he has four horns adorning head. his turquoise colored eyes scan the bar happily before he plops himself down at a table. a large fluffy white wolf follows him and curls up around his feet.
*for all of those who interacted with kelipso back in Tavern II. not the same child, he be revised*
Q'ilbrith flop/scoots his way over and hands him a summoning scroll. "Merry Winter Festival!"
Kelipso smiled happily "You too!!"
"It is nice to meet someone who acknowledges a winter festival so late in the year. May end theirs after the year ends."
Kelipso chuckled "Never seen something like you!" he said. Gordon next to him sniffed Q'il
Q'il seems like he doesn't know what to make of Gordon
*just for reference, think a normal wolf but likes 3 feet higher and thicker. *
Gordon licked Q'il, almost eating him
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Maxwell was practicing his punches when he head snapped back, his pupil's going small. A snarl arose from his throat and he looked around the forest for enemies, feeling like he was back in Xandar. He let out a roar of a creature that wasn't human.
*Hmmmm, also gonna spin things. REINTRODUCE THE HUNTER*
He can sense something in the trees, about 10ft off the ground, and 30ft to his left
Max chuckles, following the feeling. His eyes narrow to small slits.
He can tell theres a figure in the trees, holding onto a branch.
Max looks up in the tree's, he pulls out his Dagger and a metal stake, obviously armed to the teeth. He takes off his jacket, down to just his Black tank top and dog-tags. He grips the metal stake and digs it into the tree's bark.
It seems to be staring at him, and theres a small click as something is loaded. The figure seen cautious of the maddened man.
*Gonna find art to describe him*
Max heard the click and imminently fight or flight kicked in. He climbed a little faster till he was right by It's side
The figure aims something at him, speaking, "Back 10ft or i will be forced to fire."
"nope!" He says and grabs the figures shoulders, pulling backwards off the branch
*if this turns into a fight, takeit into pm?*
*Nah, lets keep it here so anyone may add things if they wish*
The figure falls with him, noticing halfway through him pulling back, his intent. The figure manages to avoid any major injury as they hit the ground
Max stands up quickly, gripping his dagger
The figure twirls a pistol, drawing their own blade
Max dashes to the side, a look of bloodlust in his eyes as he rams into the figure
str: 18
Str:5
Lucky roll:5
The figure gets easily knocked over
Max chuckles, holding the figure's leg under his foot.
The figure aims his pistol at max, firing once: Attack: 12 Damage: 9
Wolfe is still playing her guitar on the roof of the tavern.
Silver is doing his best to drown out the noise inside.
Darkflare wakes up.
Yorac comes out and looks up at her. “COULD YOU TURN THAT DOWN A LITTLE?”
She's jammin to much to her own hard rock notice.
Yorac steps back about ten feet, then takes a running jump and lands on the roof with not even a grunt of effort. He’s left dents in the ground where he leapt from. “I SAID, COULD YOU TURN THAT DOWN?”
Tara is in Sogel, eating traditional Sogelian street cuisine
*Merry christmas, heres kelipso revised*
a 5'6 teifling walks in. his skin is mint green, he has four horns adorning head. his turquoise colored eyes scan the bar happily before he plops himself down at a table. a large fluffy white wolf follows him and curls up around his feet.
*for all of those who interacted with kelipso back in Tavern II. not the same child, he be revised*
Q'ilbrith flop/scoots his way over and hands him a summoning scroll. "Merry Winter Festival!"
Kelipso smiled happily "You too!!"
"It is nice to meet someone who acknowledges a winter festival so late in the year. May end theirs after the year ends."
Kelipso chuckled "Never seen something like you!" he said. Gordon next to him sniffed Q'il
Q'il seems like he doesn't know what to make of Gordon
*just for reference, think a normal wolf but likes 3 feet higher and thicker. *
Gordon licked Q'il, almost eating him
Q'ilbrith kinda scuttled back a bit, and lightly slapped Gordon on the nose
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
Wolfe is still playing her guitar on the roof of the tavern.
Silver is doing his best to drown out the noise inside.
Darkflare wakes up.
Yorac comes out and looks up at her. “COULD YOU TURN THAT DOWN A LITTLE?”
She's jammin to much to her own hard rock notice.
Yorac steps back about ten feet, then takes a running jump and lands on the roof with not even a grunt of effort. He’s left dents in the ground where he leapt from. “I SAID, COULD YOU TURN THAT DOWN?”
She looks at him, a bit of a startled look on her face at his sudden appearance, but she doesn't stop playing for a second. She mouthed, "Sorry, show must go on!" As she held up the rock symbol with one hand.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Maxwell was practicing his punches when he head snapped back, his pupil's going small. A snarl arose from his throat and he looked around the forest for enemies, feeling like he was back in Xandar. He let out a roar of a creature that wasn't human.
*Hmmmm, also gonna spin things. REINTRODUCE THE HUNTER*
He can sense something in the trees, about 10ft off the ground, and 30ft to his left
Max chuckles, following the feeling. His eyes narrow to small slits.
He can tell theres a figure in the trees, holding onto a branch.
Max looks up in the tree's, he pulls out his Dagger and a metal stake, obviously armed to the teeth. He takes off his jacket, down to just his Black tank top and dog-tags. He grips the metal stake and digs it into the tree's bark.
It seems to be staring at him, and theres a small click as something is loaded. The figure seen cautious of the maddened man.
*Gonna find art to describe him*
Max heard the click and imminently fight or flight kicked in. He climbed a little faster till he was right by It's side
The figure aims something at him, speaking, "Back 10ft or i will be forced to fire."
"nope!" He says and grabs the figures shoulders, pulling backwards off the branch
*if this turns into a fight, takeit into pm?*
*Nah, lets keep it here so anyone may add things if they wish*
The figure falls with him, noticing halfway through him pulling back, his intent. The figure manages to avoid any major injury as they hit the ground
Max stands up quickly, gripping his dagger
The figure twirls a pistol, drawing their own blade
Max dashes to the side, a look of bloodlust in his eyes as he rams into the figure
str: 18
Str:5
Lucky roll:5
The figure gets easily knocked over
Max chuckles, holding the figure's leg under his foot.
*steve is badly wishing Tara was here to help...*
*its okie dude*
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Maxwell was practicing his punches when he head snapped back, his pupil's going small. A snarl arose from his throat and he looked around the forest for enemies, feeling like he was back in Xandar. He let out a roar of a creature that wasn't human.
*Hmmmm, also gonna spin things. REINTRODUCE THE HUNTER*
He can sense something in the trees, about 10ft off the ground, and 30ft to his left
Max chuckles, following the feeling. His eyes narrow to small slits.
He can tell theres a figure in the trees, holding onto a branch.
Max looks up in the tree's, he pulls out his Dagger and a metal stake, obviously armed to the teeth. He takes off his jacket, down to just his Black tank top and dog-tags. He grips the metal stake and digs it into the tree's bark.
It seems to be staring at him, and theres a small click as something is loaded. The figure seen cautious of the maddened man.
*Gonna find art to describe him*
Max heard the click and imminently fight or flight kicked in. He climbed a little faster till he was right by It's side
The figure aims something at him, speaking, "Back 10ft or i will be forced to fire."
"nope!" He says and grabs the figures shoulders, pulling backwards off the branch
*if this turns into a fight, takeit into pm?*
*Nah, lets keep it here so anyone may add things if they wish*
The figure falls with him, noticing halfway through him pulling back, his intent. The figure manages to avoid any major injury as they hit the ground
Max stands up quickly, gripping his dagger
The figure twirls a pistol, drawing their own blade
Max dashes to the side, a look of bloodlust in his eyes as he rams into the figure
str: 18
Str:5
Lucky roll:5
The figure gets easily knocked over
Max chuckles, holding the figure's leg under his foot.
The figure aims his pistol at max, firing once: Attack: 12 Damage: 9
*considering its close range, im going to say that Max can't dodge*
Max takes the Bullet considering the close range. He winces a bit before looking at the hole and digging his fingers into himself and pulls out the metal slug. he flicks it away before rushing at The figure again, he viscously headbutts him.
attack: 23 Damage: 18
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Wolfe is still playing her guitar on the roof of the tavern.
Silver is doing his best to drown out the noise inside.
Darkflare wakes up.
Yorac comes out and looks up at her. “COULD YOU TURN THAT DOWN A LITTLE?”
She's jammin to much to her own hard rock notice.
Yorac steps back about ten feet, then takes a running jump and lands on the roof with not even a grunt of effort. He’s left dents in the ground where he leapt from. “I SAID, COULD YOU TURN THAT DOWN?”
She looks at him, a bit of a startled look on her face at his sudden appearance, but she doesn't stop playing for a second. She mouthed, "Sorry, show must go on!" As she held up the rock symbol with one hand.
Yorac sighs and sits down on the edge of the roof, legs hanging over the edge as he gazes around the tavern.
Maxwell was practicing his punches when he head snapped back, his pupil's going small. A snarl arose from his throat and he looked around the forest for enemies, feeling like he was back in Xandar. He let out a roar of a creature that wasn't human.
*Hmmmm, also gonna spin things. REINTRODUCE THE HUNTER*
He can sense something in the trees, about 10ft off the ground, and 30ft to his left
Max chuckles, following the feeling. His eyes narrow to small slits.
He can tell theres a figure in the trees, holding onto a branch.
Max looks up in the tree's, he pulls out his Dagger and a metal stake, obviously armed to the teeth. He takes off his jacket, down to just his Black tank top and dog-tags. He grips the metal stake and digs it into the tree's bark.
It seems to be staring at him, and theres a small click as something is loaded. The figure seen cautious of the maddened man.
*Gonna find art to describe him*
Max heard the click and imminently fight or flight kicked in. He climbed a little faster till he was right by It's side
The figure aims something at him, speaking, "Back 10ft or i will be forced to fire."
"nope!" He says and grabs the figures shoulders, pulling backwards off the branch
*if this turns into a fight, takeit into pm?*
*Nah, lets keep it here so anyone may add things if they wish*
The figure falls with him, noticing halfway through him pulling back, his intent. The figure manages to avoid any major injury as they hit the ground
Max stands up quickly, gripping his dagger
The figure twirls a pistol, drawing their own blade
Max dashes to the side, a look of bloodlust in his eyes as he rams into the figure
str: 18
Str:5
Lucky roll:5
The figure gets easily knocked over
Max chuckles, holding the figure's leg under his foot.
The figure aims his pistol at max, firing once: Attack: 12 Damage: 9
*considering its close range, im going to say that Max can't dodge*
Max takes the Bullet considering the close range. He winces a bit before looking at the hole and digging his fingers into himself and pulls out the metal slug. he flicks it away before rushing at The figure again, he viscously headbutts him.
Tara is in Sogel, eating traditional Sogelian street cuisine
*Merry christmas, heres kelipso revised*
a 5'6 teifling walks in. his skin is mint green, he has four horns adorning head. his turquoise colored eyes scan the bar happily before he plops himself down at a table. a large fluffy white wolf follows him and curls up around his feet.
*for all of those who interacted with kelipso back in Tavern II. not the same child, he be revised*
Q'ilbrith flop/scoots his way over and hands him a summoning scroll. "Merry Winter Festival!"
Kelipso smiled happily "You too!!"
"It is nice to meet someone who acknowledges a winter festival so late in the year. May end theirs after the year ends."
Kelipso chuckled "Never seen something like you!" he said. Gordon next to him sniffed Q'il
Q'il seems like he doesn't know what to make of Gordon
*just for reference, think a normal wolf but likes 3 feet higher and thicker. *
Gordon licked Q'il, almost eating him
Q'ilbrith kinda scuttled back a bit, and lightly slapped Gordon on the nose
Kelipso chuckles and hugs gordon, who started wiggling. "sorry about him, he's an idiot"
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Maxwell was practicing his punches when he head snapped back, his pupil's going small. A snarl arose from his throat and he looked around the forest for enemies, feeling like he was back in Xandar. He let out a roar of a creature that wasn't human.
*Hmmmm, also gonna spin things. REINTRODUCE THE HUNTER*
He can sense something in the trees, about 10ft off the ground, and 30ft to his left
Max chuckles, following the feeling. His eyes narrow to small slits.
He can tell theres a figure in the trees, holding onto a branch.
Max looks up in the tree's, he pulls out his Dagger and a metal stake, obviously armed to the teeth. He takes off his jacket, down to just his Black tank top and dog-tags. He grips the metal stake and digs it into the tree's bark.
It seems to be staring at him, and theres a small click as something is loaded. The figure seen cautious of the maddened man.
*Gonna find art to describe him*
Max heard the click and imminently fight or flight kicked in. He climbed a little faster till he was right by It's side
The figure aims something at him, speaking, "Back 10ft or i will be forced to fire."
"nope!" He says and grabs the figures shoulders, pulling backwards off the branch
*if this turns into a fight, takeit into pm?*
*Nah, lets keep it here so anyone may add things if they wish*
The figure falls with him, noticing halfway through him pulling back, his intent. The figure manages to avoid any major injury as they hit the ground
Max stands up quickly, gripping his dagger
The figure twirls a pistol, drawing their own blade
Max dashes to the side, a look of bloodlust in his eyes as he rams into the figure
str: 18
Str:5
Lucky roll:5
The figure gets easily knocked over
Max chuckles, holding the figure's leg under his foot.
The figure aims his pistol at max, firing once: Attack: 12 Damage: 9
*considering its close range, im going to say that Max can't dodge*
Max takes the Bullet considering the close range. He winces a bit before looking at the hole and digging his fingers into himself and pulls out the metal slug. he flicks it away before rushing at The figure again, he viscously headbutts him.
attack: 11 Damage: 22
The figure manages to move his head out of the way, dodging the headbutt. Due to the close range, the figure slashes at Max with his blade.
Tara is in Sogel, eating traditional Sogelian street cuisine
*Merry christmas, heres kelipso revised*
a 5'6 teifling walks in. his skin is mint green, he has four horns adorning head. his turquoise colored eyes scan the bar happily before he plops himself down at a table. a large fluffy white wolf follows him and curls up around his feet.
*for all of those who interacted with kelipso back in Tavern II. not the same child, he be revised*
Q'ilbrith flop/scoots his way over and hands him a summoning scroll. "Merry Winter Festival!"
Kelipso smiled happily "You too!!"
"It is nice to meet someone who acknowledges a winter festival so late in the year. May end theirs after the year ends."
Kelipso chuckled "Never seen something like you!" he said. Gordon next to him sniffed Q'il
Q'il seems like he doesn't know what to make of Gordon
*just for reference, think a normal wolf but likes 3 feet higher and thicker. *
Gordon licked Q'il, almost eating him
Q'ilbrith kinda scuttled back a bit, and lightly slapped Gordon on the nose
Kelipso chuckles and hugs gordon, who started wiggling. "sorry about him, he's an idiot"
"Ah yes, I also have an idiot. Yesterday he threw me into a void. Says I deserved it, pah..."
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
Wolfe is still playing her guitar on the roof of the tavern.
Silver is doing his best to drown out the noise inside.
Darkflare wakes up.
Yorac comes out and looks up at her. “COULD YOU TURN THAT DOWN A LITTLE?”
She's jammin to much to her own hard rock notice.
Yorac steps back about ten feet, then takes a running jump and lands on the roof with not even a grunt of effort. He’s left dents in the ground where he leapt from. “I SAID, COULD YOU TURN THAT DOWN?”
She looks at him, a bit of a startled look on her face at his sudden appearance, but she doesn't stop playing for a second. She mouthed, "Sorry, show must go on!" As she held up the rock symbol with one hand.
Yorac sighs and sits down on the edge of the roof, legs hanging over the edge as he gazes around the tavern.
The performance lasts for about another minute, the last 20 seconds being an intense line of notes with no pause between them.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
To post a comment, please login or register a new account.
Wolfe is still playing her guitar on the roof of the tavern.
Silver is doing his best to drown out the noise inside.
Darkflare wakes up.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
He jumped up to the branch and grabbed andrew by the shoulder, falling backwards, dragging andrew with him
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Q'il seems like he doesn't know what to make of Gordon
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
Yorac comes out and looks up at her. “COULD YOU TURN THAT DOWN A LITTLE?”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
Max chuckles, holding the figure's leg under his foot.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*steve is badly wishing Tara was here to help...*
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
She's jammin to much to her own hard rock notice.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
*just for reference, think a normal wolf but likes 3 feet higher and thicker. *
Gordon licked Q'il, almost eating him
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The figure aims his pistol at max, firing once: Attack: 12 Damage: 9
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
Yorac steps back about ten feet, then takes a running jump and lands on the roof with not even a grunt of effort. He’s left dents in the ground where he leapt from. “I SAID, COULD YOU TURN THAT DOWN?”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
Q'ilbrith kinda scuttled back a bit, and lightly slapped Gordon on the nose
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
She looks at him, a bit of a startled look on her face at his sudden appearance, but she doesn't stop playing for a second. She mouthed, "Sorry, show must go on!" As she held up the rock symbol with one hand.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
*its okie dude*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*considering its close range, im going to say that Max can't dodge*
Max takes the Bullet considering the close range. He winces a bit before looking at the hole and digging his fingers into himself and pulls out the metal slug. he flicks it away before rushing at The figure again, he viscously headbutts him.
attack: 23 Damage: 18
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Yorac sighs and sits down on the edge of the roof, legs hanging over the edge as he gazes around the tavern.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
*Is this firearm suppressed or anything?*
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
Kelipso chuckles and hugs gordon, who started wiggling. "sorry about him, he's an idiot"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The figure manages to move his head out of the way, dodging the headbutt. Due to the close range, the figure slashes at Max with his blade.
Attack: 29 Damage: 15
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
"Ah yes, I also have an idiot. Yesterday he threw me into a void. Says I deserved it, pah..."
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
The performance lasts for about another minute, the last 20 seconds being an intense line of notes with no pause between them.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.