*Sorry a little slow on the response. Had to pack stuff up and then got a ride back home from the guy I was doing the work for. On the plus side, made $40 for not quite 2 hours of work.*
*Nice!*
*that is indeed, & its fine Elendon*
*Anyways, back online on my PC, so I can keep up with multiple convos now.*
*Want to continue Raphael and Elendon over in PMs?*
Lothair is circling the two aasimar brothers, curious about the new arrivals
As they are busy with multiple people, a brilliantly colored feathered serpent slithers out of Egrien's robes, and flies up to meet him, its eyes shining with otherworldly intelligence. It gives Lothair a toothy, but friendly smile.
Their chirp happily in greetings. Visions of friendship and welcoming fill the couatl's head
The couatl laughs, and flies circles and somersaults around them. Greetings! He says happily.
Nice to meet you! And thanks for talking to me! Lothair says, trying to mimic the couatl but their body lagging behind their mind
He chuckles. I am Tehonican, Egrien's companion and pseudo-familiar. Who might you be?
Lothair lands on one of the rafters, wings tired. I am Lothair, Tohono's companion and Methuselah's warlock... What is a 'pseudo-familiar'?
He smiles, and curls up around one of the rafter supports. Many spellcaster have a familiar, but all they do is serve as eyes and ears basically. Sometimes a familiar can act as a conduit for the spellcaster's spells, but not always. I stay and fight alongside Egrien, and can cast my own spells, along with him being able to look through my eyes, and occasionally cast spells through me.
Quote from Elendon_Astruvial>>*Like he said, when he finds someone he likes that has the same feelings, he isn't going to be swayed by anyone else. Now, if Wednesday continues to refuse him, especially after that blunder, then there is a slight possibility that he may eventually try hitting on Lillith.*
Egrien is sitting quietly in the branches of a tree, watching his brother practice. When he sees the two of them exit the tavern, he sighs, and slumps slightly, seeming a bit disappointed, even saddened.
Rierlin (Who is about 4 inches taller, far more muscular, and looks about 4 years younger) is training with a brilliantly glowing longsword and an ornate shield. He wields both with practiced ease, and despites the fact that at least 4 targets are already deactivated at his feet, he barely seems to have broken a sweat.
[[ lmao ]]
Wednesday flies up and sits next to him, “I’ll think about it” she watches Lilith and Rierlin
Lilith shoots one of her chains at one of the training dummies, clear in Rierlin’s line of sight
He turns and faces her. "Thank you. I do rather like you, and I meant it, Wednesday. I never intended to offend you." He smiles slightly, and hopefully.
Reirlin deftly blocks swings from two of the dummies with his shield, before countering with a vicious slash that cuts clean through the chestplate of one of them, sending it reeling backwards. He then shield-blocks the second and charges back in after the first.
Lilith is just impaling the ones that try to come up behind him
He shakes his head sadly. "No, I don't think I will, Wednesday. Although you beating yourself up is concerning, no, I won't."
Reirlin chuckles, and his sword begins to glow brightly. His next attack cuts clean through the target from shoulder to hip, dropping it. He then turns, blocking an attack from the one he shield-blocked, and stabs it, in such a perfect way that it hits both lungs and the heart, before pulling the blade out as it falls in a heap.
“Alright then” she puts her hard on his shoulder
Lilith’s chain cuts clean through one of the dummies neck, and the metal ball at the end of this one bashes the second one’s head
*Resisting urge to have him kiss her...*
He smiles, and rests his head against it. He turns back to face their siblings on the training field. "They're both very good, aren't they?" He says with a bit of a chuckle.
Reirlin smiles ever so slightly, a bit impressed. He spins and decapitates two targets with the same swing, his shield leading in the spin to block their attacks. You're quite good with those chains. He says to Lillith.
[[ *resisting the urge to have her kiss him* ]]
“Indeed, then again Lilith has had a lot of time practicing with chains”
one of her spiked chains impale one of the targets, and she slams it into two more before it dislodges Thank you, it comes with 500 years of practice
*Should they just go ahead...? I mean, I'm trying hard to resist, but the urge keeps getting stronger...*
He chuckles again. "I can tell. And Reirlin was practically born fighting with a sword. He reached the rank of captain of the order at like 25 or so."
His eyebrow goes up with that particular move. (Impressive.) He mutters a few words, and a beam of bright white light comes down and engulfs three more targets, downing them in glowing piles of armor.
[[ yes ]]
And she looks at him
Thank you She spins, taking out quite a few dummies with her chain skirt
*Alright then. He's going to let her make the first move though, especially after how he bungled the last time he said anything more than 2 sentences.*
He turns to face her, his blue eyes sparkling, almost like sunlight on the waves of the ocean. He smiles slightly. "What now?" He asks quietly.
He chuckles, and, pointing with his sword, moves the beam, causing the same effect on about 10 more targets. All of them glow brightly, as though the light clung to them for a moment, before they collapse in heaps.
[[ hee hEe ]]
“your eyes look nice… I bet your lips taste nicer” [[ nOW WHO’S FLIRTING HEAHAHHAHA ]]
“aw man we destroyed em all” she sounds disappointed
*Lol.*
He looks mildly surprised. "Do you want to find out?" He says with a warm and gentle smile.
He laughs. "That we did." The beam of light slowly fades away. "You're quite good. The name's Reirlin, Captain of the Guardians of the Peace." He says as he sheaths his sword. It flares brightly, and he frowns at it, as though he's communicating to it telepathically.
[[ kansowneowns ]]
“hmmm maybe” she presses her nose gently against his
“I am Lilith” her chains rest “quite the sword you have there”
He keeps smiling, his eyes still sparkling. "Then why don't you...?" He whispers, leaning in and against her a little more. One of his arms wraps around her shoulders as he moves a little closer.
He nods. "Indeed, and it doesn't quite like you. I'm trying to convince it you aren't a threat right now." He says, somewhat absentmindedly. He glares at the sword, his golden eyes suddenly blazing with light.
“Perhaps I will” she kisses him
“that makes sense, I am a devil after all” she swings one of her chains around her finger
*Sorry a little slow on the response. Had to pack stuff up and then got a ride back home from the guy I was doing the work for. On the plus side, made $40 for not quite 2 hours of work.*
*Nice!*
*that is indeed, & its fine Elendon*
*Anyways, back online on my PC, so I can keep up with multiple convos now.*
*Want to continue Raphael and Elendon over in PMs?*
Lothair is circling the two aasimar brothers, curious about the new arrivals
As they are busy with multiple people, a brilliantly colored feathered serpent slithers out of Egrien's robes, and flies up to meet him, its eyes shining with otherworldly intelligence. It gives Lothair a toothy, but friendly smile.
Their chirp happily in greetings. Visions of friendship and welcoming fill the couatl's head
The couatl laughs, and flies circles and somersaults around them. Greetings! He says happily.
Nice to meet you! And thanks for talking to me! Lothair says, trying to mimic the couatl but their body lagging behind their mind
He chuckles. I am Tehonican, Egrien's companion and pseudo-familiar. Who might you be?
Lothair lands on one of the rafters, wings tired. I am Lothair, Tohono's companion and Methuselah's warlock... What is a 'pseudo-familiar'?
He smiles, and curls up around one of the rafter supports. Many spellcaster have a familiar, but all they do is serve as eyes and ears basically. Sometimes a familiar can act as a conduit for the spellcaster's spells, but not always. I stay and fight alongside Egrien, and can cast my own spells, along with him being able to look through my eyes, and occasionally cast spells through me.
So a warlock? they say, trying to understand for their new friend. He also lays down next to their tail, looking for their head
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Quote from Elendon_Astruvial>>*Like he said, when he finds someone he likes that has the same feelings, he isn't going to be swayed by anyone else. Now, if Wednesday continues to refuse him, especially after that blunder, then there is a slight possibility that he may eventually try hitting on Lillith.*
Egrien is sitting quietly in the branches of a tree, watching his brother practice. When he sees the two of them exit the tavern, he sighs, and slumps slightly, seeming a bit disappointed, even saddened.
Rierlin (Who is about 4 inches taller, far more muscular, and looks about 4 years younger) is training with a brilliantly glowing longsword and an ornate shield. He wields both with practiced ease, and despites the fact that at least 4 targets are already deactivated at his feet, he barely seems to have broken a sweat.
[[ lmao ]]
Wednesday flies up and sits next to him, “I’ll think about it” she watches Lilith and Rierlin
Lilith shoots one of her chains at one of the training dummies, clear in Rierlin’s line of sight
He turns and faces her. "Thank you. I do rather like you, and I meant it, Wednesday. I never intended to offend you." He smiles slightly, and hopefully.
Reirlin deftly blocks swings from two of the dummies with his shield, before countering with a vicious slash that cuts clean through the chestplate of one of them, sending it reeling backwards. He then shield-blocks the second and charges back in after the first.
Lilith is just impaling the ones that try to come up behind him
He shakes his head sadly. "No, I don't think I will, Wednesday. Although you beating yourself up is concerning, no, I won't."
Reirlin chuckles, and his sword begins to glow brightly. His next attack cuts clean through the target from shoulder to hip, dropping it. He then turns, blocking an attack from the one he shield-blocked, and stabs it, in such a perfect way that it hits both lungs and the heart, before pulling the blade out as it falls in a heap.
“Alright then” she puts her hard on his shoulder
Lilith’s chain cuts clean through one of the dummies neck, and the metal ball at the end of this one bashes the second one’s head
*Resisting urge to have him kiss her...*
He smiles, and rests his head against it. He turns back to face their siblings on the training field. "They're both very good, aren't they?" He says with a bit of a chuckle.
Reirlin smiles ever so slightly, a bit impressed. He spins and decapitates two targets with the same swing, his shield leading in the spin to block their attacks. You're quite good with those chains. He says to Lillith.
[[ *resisting the urge to have her kiss him* ]]
“Indeed, then again Lilith has had a lot of time practicing with chains”
one of her spiked chains impale one of the targets, and she slams it into two more before it dislodges Thank you, it comes with 500 years of practice
*Should they just go ahead...? I mean, I'm trying hard to resist, but the urge keeps getting stronger...*
He chuckles again. "I can tell. And Reirlin was practically born fighting with a sword. He reached the rank of captain of the order at like 25 or so."
His eyebrow goes up with that particular move. (Impressive.) He mutters a few words, and a beam of bright white light comes down and engulfs three more targets, downing them in glowing piles of armor.
[[ yes ]]
And she looks at him
Thank you She spins, taking out quite a few dummies with her chain skirt
*Alright then. He's going to let her make the first move though, especially after how he bungled the last time he said anything more than 2 sentences.*
He turns to face her, his blue eyes sparkling, almost like sunlight on the waves of the ocean. He smiles slightly. "What now?" He asks quietly.
He chuckles, and, pointing with his sword, moves the beam, causing the same effect on about 10 more targets. All of them glow brightly, as though the light clung to them for a moment, before they collapse in heaps.
[[ hee hEe ]]
“your eyes look nice… I bet your lips taste nicer” [[ nOW WHO’S FLIRTING HEAHAHHAHA ]]
“aw man we destroyed em all” she sounds disappointed
*Lol.*
He looks mildly surprised. "Do you want to find out?" He says with a warm and gentle smile.
He laughs. "That we did." The beam of light slowly fades away. "You're quite good. The name's Reirlin, Captain of the Guardians of the Peace." He says as he sheaths his sword. It flares brightly, and he frowns at it, as though he's communicating to it telepathically.
[[ kansowneowns ]]
“hmmm maybe” she presses her nose gently against his
“I am Lilith” her chains rest “quite the sword you have there”
He keeps smiling, his eyes still sparkling. "Then why don't you...?" He whispers, leaning in and against her a little more. One of his arms wraps around her shoulders as he moves a little closer.
He nods. "Indeed, and it doesn't quite like you. I'm trying to convince it you aren't a threat right now." He says, somewhat absentmindedly. He glares at the sword, his golden eyes suddenly blazing with light.
“Perhaps I will” she kisses him
“that makes sense, I am a devil after all” she swings one of her chains around her finger
He smiles, and kisses her back, gently wrapping his arms around her.
He nods, and finally slides the sword back into its sheath. "I know, but as of right now, you aren't a threat. You haven't threatened me, my brother, or anyone else yet, and you certainly haven't tried to kill anyone yet." He pauses, and thinks for a moment. "Speaking of Egrien, where did he go off to...?"
Raphael jumps off, skipping to the door, opening it for Lore. "Well, ladies first." The halfling/angel jokes
She nods and smiles "and Laz. Do keep Ulgar under control if you can. My forest has expressed its discomfort and anger to what he did"
She chuckles and walks downstairs, waiting for him at the foot of the staircase.
"Oh... understood. Sorry for letting him out." They say, worried.
They fly down, taking a table for the pair.
"As much as I want to hurt him I will not. Because that would hurt you and I would be most out out if you were hurt" she said, showing a sliver of true compassion.
She chuckles "the wings you have. What are they made from?"
Lazarus is paused by this, not knowing what to say. "Thank you... just thanks."
"Um... Feathers? They are a representation of an ability of mine." The halfling says, manifesting them so Lore can touch them.
she smiles and jumps down off the roof, landing gracefully. "lets go find that pot"
She looks like a child watching a baby animal, her full of interest and wonder. "Their so pretty though"
"Sure." They say, flying down as well. "So... to sigil or something?"
"Thanks... Want to pet them or something?" They say, a bit embarrassed
"You find a pot. Ill try my best to get one of flowers and its respected roots!" She said and smiled
She nods slightly and pets them "soft!" She said
They nod, flying off *Timeskip?*
"Thanks for the compliment." They say, shivering slightly and sitting down next to Lore
*sure* Yuri face twisted a bit in concentration as she held the flower in carefully with telekinesis.
An book appears in her hand as she begins to sketch his wings. "I must say. Im jealous of your form. I honestly wish j could change my appear on whim"
Lazarus returns with a clay pot. "What next?"
They chuckle slightly, standing still for the drawing. I was granted this gift by my god. Usually only devas can shapeshift. I'm an exception amongst planetars... But you have magic right? Can't you polymorph things?
She smiles, opening one eye "set it down, ill do my best" she said and grinned
"wasn't the road I chose" she said and chuckled (Lore is a Druid/Warlock. Her ninth spell is foresight)
They do so, keeping it steady.
*Got it* I see... What form do you like me best in? *What race is Lore?*
She lowers it in "there we go" she said and smiled.
*Teifling* "anything you feel comfortable in" she said and grinned "truly all your forms are amazing"
"Thank you. So I should just keep it out here? How many times should I water it?"
Mmm... I have a question for you when we are in private. Oh, and tell me when I can move again
"Well you don't b want to drown or become dehydrated so leave it out for the rain to take care of it. It also seems to know" she said with a grin.
"Your fine right now" she said and showed the sketch she did of him
They nod. "Say... If someone awakened it, could you talk through it?"
They 'animate' once more and examine the sketch. "Thank you. Want me to do one of you?"
"It could work in theory" she said and smiled.
"That would be nice but you don't have to do anything for me" she said and chuckked
"Want me to try it come fall?"
"Do you want to? I... Do you know how my old god defined love?"
She nodded and grinned "now I am off to kill an angel that dare hurt my forest" she said and bowed to Lazarus "Good day my wonderful companion"
"How?" She asked, resting her head in her hand and watching him.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Lore is outside. She is jogging to keep up her physical health. She wears a white tank-top, black shorts, and sandals. She had her hair tied back in a braid while she continues his fitness.
Yuri is hunting down Myrn with revenge glittering in her eyes.
Myrn is laughing in the semi-charred forest… whenever yuri gets close he goes into whirlwind form and tosses her somewhere… this is like a gAme for him
She appears back at his side and snarls "You gods and angels are truly nothing but fiction made real" she said, baring her fangs
He goes back into whirlwind form “maybe, but then what are you?” A blast of wind sends her across the forest again, laughter rings throughout the woods
"I am the fresh ground beneath your feet, the spring time wind. Im all around you but you choose to be this way and burn me."
“Well then… [[1gp]] you” he chirps
She snarls again and tackles him, through she is strong, she is fast and hard to keep a hold of with her power of teleportation. She hisses like a feral beast and her fangs into his neck (1d20+5) pericing damage
He seizes up “that isn’t how the game is supposed to be PLAYED” he throws her off of him, and starts just wrecking her face with his fists, not giving her a chance to regen
*Sorry a little slow on the response. Had to pack stuff up and then got a ride back home from the guy I was doing the work for. On the plus side, made $40 for not quite 2 hours of work.*
*Nice!*
*that is indeed, & its fine Elendon*
*Anyways, back online on my PC, so I can keep up with multiple convos now.*
*Want to continue Raphael and Elendon over in PMs?*
Lothair is circling the two aasimar brothers, curious about the new arrivals
As they are busy with multiple people, a brilliantly colored feathered serpent slithers out of Egrien's robes, and flies up to meet him, its eyes shining with otherworldly intelligence. It gives Lothair a toothy, but friendly smile.
Their chirp happily in greetings. Visions of friendship and welcoming fill the couatl's head
The couatl laughs, and flies circles and somersaults around them. Greetings! He says happily.
Nice to meet you! And thanks for talking to me! Lothair says, trying to mimic the couatl but their body lagging behind their mind
He chuckles. I am Tehonican, Egrien's companion and pseudo-familiar. Who might you be?
Lothair lands on one of the rafters, wings tired. I am Lothair, Tohono's companion and Methuselah's warlock... What is a 'pseudo-familiar'?
He smiles, and curls up around one of the rafter supports. Many spellcaster have a familiar, but all they do is serve as eyes and ears basically. Sometimes a familiar can act as a conduit for the spellcaster's spells, but not always. I stay and fight alongside Egrien, and can cast my own spells, along with him being able to look through my eyes, and occasionally cast spells through me.
So a warlock? they say, trying to understand for their new friend. He also lays down next to their tail, looking for their head
Tehonican's body wraps around the support fully at least three or four times, and his head is up about a foot to a foot and a half above Lothair. Not quite. I am a celestial, actually. A couatl to be precise, and so I have spells of my own. He looks at Lothair, his turquoise eyes shining. But how did a pseudodragon like yourself become a warlock?
Raphael motions to the door for Webb. "I think we are ready when you are."
Webb walks through the door, and makes his way out of the safe zone
Maja, follows pulling out an amulet.
He stops before the border, it’s like his body seized up
Raphael walks over, not at ease. "Shall I push you over or something?"
He takes a step back, then runs out of the border… smells like fried spider
Maja plugs her nose, & looks away some.
There’s a yell of pain… and then it stops
Raphael and resurrects them. Weeb gains an offer of rebirth. Raphael, Lawful Good, follower of Elendon
He accepts the offer
Webb comes back to life, as they were before dying the first time
He blinks, stretches a bit, and stands up, a bit wobbly, but standing
*-4 to all d20 checks for Webb. Each long rest deceases this by one, so after four rests it will be all gone*
"You okay?"
“I think so?”
Raphael let's Maja help them up. "Need rest? Coming back is... A lot."
“Rest sounds terrific”
"Then let you rest." They turn to Maja. "Want to carry them or me?"
She's already doing so helping him walk, but its not proving effective. So she shifts, & the sides of her dress unfold into sleeves for the 4 other arms that come out of her, meanwhile her eyes go a red & 6 more eyes open around them. Now she can carry Webb efficiently.
Lore is outside. She is jogging to keep up her physical health. She wears a white tank-top, black shorts, and sandals. She had her hair tied back in a braid while she continues his fitness.
Yuri is hunting down Myrn with revenge glittering in her eyes.
Myrn is laughing in the semi-charred forest… whenever yuri gets close he goes into whirlwind form and tosses her somewhere… this is like a gAme for him
She appears back at his side and snarls "You gods and angels are truly nothing but fiction made real" she said, baring her fangs
He goes back into whirlwind form “maybe, but then what are you?” A blast of wind sends her across the forest again, laughter rings throughout the woods
"I am the fresh ground beneath your feet, the spring time wind. Im all around you but you choose to be this way and burn me."
“Well then… [[1gp]] you” he chirps
She snarls again and tackles him, through she is strong, she is fast and hard to keep a hold of with her power of teleportation. She hisses like a feral beast and her fangs into his neck (1d20+5) pericing damage
He seizes up “that isn’t how the game is supposed to be PLAYED” he throws her off of him, and starts just wrecking her face with his fists, not giving her a chance to regen
She giggles and seems to meld into the ground, plants begin to grow around his legs (Make a STR check)
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Raphael jumps off, skipping to the door, opening it for Lore. "Well, ladies first." The halfling/angel jokes
She nods and smiles "and Laz. Do keep Ulgar under control if you can. My forest has expressed its discomfort and anger to what he did"
She chuckles and walks downstairs, waiting for him at the foot of the staircase.
"Oh... understood. Sorry for letting him out." They say, worried.
They fly down, taking a table for the pair.
"As much as I want to hurt him I will not. Because that would hurt you and I would be most out out if you were hurt" she said, showing a sliver of true compassion.
She chuckles "the wings you have. What are they made from?"
Lazarus is paused by this, not knowing what to say. "Thank you... just thanks."
"Um... Feathers? They are a representation of an ability of mine." The halfling says, manifesting them so Lore can touch them.
she smiles and jumps down off the roof, landing gracefully. "lets go find that pot"
She looks like a child watching a baby animal, her full of interest and wonder. "Their so pretty though"
"Sure." They say, flying down as well. "So... to sigil or something?"
"Thanks... Want to pet them or something?" They say, a bit embarrassed
"You find a pot. Ill try my best to get one of flowers and its respected roots!" She said and smiled
She nods slightly and pets them "soft!" She said
They nod, flying off *Timeskip?*
"Thanks for the compliment." They say, shivering slightly and sitting down next to Lore
*sure* Yuri face twisted a bit in concentration as she held the flower in carefully with telekinesis.
An book appears in her hand as she begins to sketch his wings. "I must say. Im jealous of your form. I honestly wish j could change my appear on whim"
Lazarus returns with a clay pot. "What next?"
They chuckle slightly, standing still for the drawing. I was granted this gift by my god. Usually only devas can shapeshift. I'm an exception amongst planetars... But you have magic right? Can't you polymorph things?
She smiles, opening one eye "set it down, ill do my best" she said and grinned
"wasn't the road I chose" she said and chuckled (Lore is a Druid/Warlock. Her ninth spell is foresight)
They do so, keeping it steady.
*Got it* I see... What form do you like me best in? *What race is Lore?*
She lowers it in "there we go" she said and smiled.
*Teifling* "anything you feel comfortable in" she said and grinned "truly all your forms are amazing"
"Thank you. So I should just keep it out here? How many times should I water it?"
Mmm... I have a question for you when we are in private. Oh, and tell me when I can move again
"Well you don't b want to drown or become dehydrated so leave it out for the rain to take care of it. It also seems to know" she said with a grin.
"Your fine right now" she said and showed the sketch she did of him
They nod. "Say... If someone awakened it, could you talk through it?"
They 'animate' once more and examine the sketch. "Thank you. Want me to do one of you?"
"It could work in theory" she said and smiled.
"That would be nice but you don't have to do anything for me" she said and chuckked
"Want me to try it come fall?"
"Do you want to? I... Do you know how my old god defined love?"
She nodded and grinned "now I am off to kill an angel that dare hurt my forest" she said and bowed to Lazarus "Good day my wonderful companion"
"How?" She asked, resting her head in her hand and watching him.
"Myrn isn't an angel anymore, but sure. Good hunting."
"Love is the willingness to inconvenience yourself for others." They respond, fiddling with their wings
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Lore is outside. She is jogging to keep up her physical health. She wears a white tank-top, black shorts, and sandals. She had her hair tied back in a braid while she continues his fitness.
Yuri is hunting down Myrn with revenge glittering in her eyes.
Myrn is laughing in the semi-charred forest… whenever yuri gets close he goes into whirlwind form and tosses her somewhere… this is like a gAme for him
She appears back at his side and snarls "You gods and angels are truly nothing but fiction made real" she said, baring her fangs
He goes back into whirlwind form “maybe, but then what are you?” A blast of wind sends her across the forest again, laughter rings throughout the woods
"I am the fresh ground beneath your feet, the spring time wind. Im all around you but you choose to be this way and burn me."
“Well then… [[1gp]] you” he chirps
She snarls again and tackles him, through she is strong, she is fast and hard to keep a hold of with her power of teleportation. She hisses like a feral beast and her fangs into his neck (1d20+5) pericing damage
He seizes up “that isn’t how the game is supposed to be PLAYED” he throws her off of him, and starts just wrecking her face with his fists, not giving her a chance to regen
She giggles and seems to meld into the ground, plants begin to grow around his legs (Make a STR check)
*Me debating on whether or not Elendon should intervene here...*
Raphael motions to the door for Webb. "I think we are ready when you are."
Webb walks through the door, and makes his way out of the safe zone
Maja, follows pulling out an amulet.
He stops before the border, it’s like his body seized up
Raphael walks over, not at ease. "Shall I push you over or something?"
He takes a step back, then runs out of the border… smells like fried spider
Maja plugs her nose, & looks away some.
There’s a yell of pain… and then it stops
Raphael and resurrects them. Weeb gains an offer of rebirth. Raphael, Lawful Good, follower of Elendon
He accepts the offer
Webb comes back to life, as they were before dying the first time
He blinks, stretches a bit, and stands up, a bit wobbly, but standing
*-4 to all d20 checks for Webb. Each long rest deceases this by one, so after four rests it will be all gone*
"You okay?"
“I think so?”
Raphael let's Maja help them up. "Need rest? Coming back is... A lot."
“Rest sounds terrific”
"Then let you rest." They turn to Maja. "Want to carry them or me?"
She's already doing so helping him walk, but its not proving effective. So she shifts, & the sides of her dress unfold into sleeves for the 4 other arms that come out of her, meanwhile her eyes go a red & 6 more eyes open around them. Now she can carry Webb efficiently.
Raphael follows them as a cardinal
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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
Quote from Elendon_Astruvial>>*Like he said, when he finds someone he likes that has the same feelings, he isn't going to be swayed by anyone else. Now, if Wednesday continues to refuse him, especially after that blunder, then there is a slight possibility that he may eventually try hitting on Lillith.*
Egrien is sitting quietly in the branches of a tree, watching his brother practice. When he sees the two of them exit the tavern, he sighs, and slumps slightly, seeming a bit disappointed, even saddened.
Rierlin (Who is about 4 inches taller, far more muscular, and looks about 4 years younger) is training with a brilliantly glowing longsword and an ornate shield. He wields both with practiced ease, and despites the fact that at least 4 targets are already deactivated at his feet, he barely seems to have broken a sweat.
[[ lmao ]]
Wednesday flies up and sits next to him, “I’ll think about it” she watches Lilith and Rierlin
Lilith shoots one of her chains at one of the training dummies, clear in Rierlin’s line of sight
He turns and faces her. "Thank you. I do rather like you, and I meant it, Wednesday. I never intended to offend you." He smiles slightly, and hopefully.
Reirlin deftly blocks swings from two of the dummies with his shield, before countering with a vicious slash that cuts clean through the chestplate of one of them, sending it reeling backwards. He then shield-blocks the second and charges back in after the first.
Lilith is just impaling the ones that try to come up behind him
He shakes his head sadly. "No, I don't think I will, Wednesday. Although you beating yourself up is concerning, no, I won't."
Reirlin chuckles, and his sword begins to glow brightly. His next attack cuts clean through the target from shoulder to hip, dropping it. He then turns, blocking an attack from the one he shield-blocked, and stabs it, in such a perfect way that it hits both lungs and the heart, before pulling the blade out as it falls in a heap.
“Alright then” she puts her hard on his shoulder
Lilith’s chain cuts clean through one of the dummies neck, and the metal ball at the end of this one bashes the second one’s head
*Resisting urge to have him kiss her...*
He smiles, and rests his head against it. He turns back to face their siblings on the training field. "They're both very good, aren't they?" He says with a bit of a chuckle.
Reirlin smiles ever so slightly, a bit impressed. He spins and decapitates two targets with the same swing, his shield leading in the spin to block their attacks. You're quite good with those chains. He says to Lillith.
[[ *resisting the urge to have her kiss him* ]]
“Indeed, then again Lilith has had a lot of time practicing with chains”
one of her spiked chains impale one of the targets, and she slams it into two more before it dislodges Thank you, it comes with 500 years of practice
*Should they just go ahead...? I mean, I'm trying hard to resist, but the urge keeps getting stronger...*
He chuckles again. "I can tell. And Reirlin was practically born fighting with a sword. He reached the rank of captain of the order at like 25 or so."
His eyebrow goes up with that particular move. (Impressive.) He mutters a few words, and a beam of bright white light comes down and engulfs three more targets, downing them in glowing piles of armor.
[[ yes ]]
And she looks at him
Thank you She spins, taking out quite a few dummies with her chain skirt
*Alright then. He's going to let her make the first move though, especially after how he bungled the last time he said anything more than 2 sentences.*
He turns to face her, his blue eyes sparkling, almost like sunlight on the waves of the ocean. He smiles slightly. "What now?" He asks quietly.
He chuckles, and, pointing with his sword, moves the beam, causing the same effect on about 10 more targets. All of them glow brightly, as though the light clung to them for a moment, before they collapse in heaps.
[[ hee hEe ]]
“your eyes look nice… I bet your lips taste nicer” [[ nOW WHO’S FLIRTING HEAHAHHAHA ]]
“aw man we destroyed em all” she sounds disappointed
*Lol.*
He looks mildly surprised. "Do you want to find out?" He says with a warm and gentle smile.
He laughs. "That we did." The beam of light slowly fades away. "You're quite good. The name's Reirlin, Captain of the Guardians of the Peace." He says as he sheaths his sword. It flares brightly, and he frowns at it, as though he's communicating to it telepathically.
[[ kansowneowns ]]
“hmmm maybe” she presses her nose gently against his
“I am Lilith” her chains rest “quite the sword you have there”
He keeps smiling, his eyes still sparkling. "Then why don't you...?" He whispers, leaning in and against her a little more. One of his arms wraps around her shoulders as he moves a little closer.
He nods. "Indeed, and it doesn't quite like you. I'm trying to convince it you aren't a threat right now." He says, somewhat absentmindedly. He glares at the sword, his golden eyes suddenly blazing with light.
“Perhaps I will” she kisses him
“that makes sense, I am a devil after all” she swings one of her chains around her finger
He smiles, and kisses her back, gently wrapping his arms around her.
He nods, and finally slides the sword back into its sheath. "I know, but as of right now, you aren't a threat. You haven't threatened me, my brother, or anyone else yet, and you certainly haven't tried to kill anyone yet." He pauses, and thinks for a moment. "Speaking of Egrien, where did he go off to...?"
She wraps her arms around his neck, kissing his gently at first, then slowly more and more
Raphael jumps off, skipping to the door, opening it for Lore. "Well, ladies first." The halfling/angel jokes
She nods and smiles "and Laz. Do keep Ulgar under control if you can. My forest has expressed its discomfort and anger to what he did"
She chuckles and walks downstairs, waiting for him at the foot of the staircase.
"Oh... understood. Sorry for letting him out." They say, worried.
They fly down, taking a table for the pair.
"As much as I want to hurt him I will not. Because that would hurt you and I would be most out out if you were hurt" she said, showing a sliver of true compassion.
She chuckles "the wings you have. What are they made from?"
Lazarus is paused by this, not knowing what to say. "Thank you... just thanks."
"Um... Feathers? They are a representation of an ability of mine." The halfling says, manifesting them so Lore can touch them.
she smiles and jumps down off the roof, landing gracefully. "lets go find that pot"
She looks like a child watching a baby animal, her full of interest and wonder. "Their so pretty though"
"Sure." They say, flying down as well. "So... to sigil or something?"
"Thanks... Want to pet them or something?" They say, a bit embarrassed
"You find a pot. Ill try my best to get one of flowers and its respected roots!" She said and smiled
She nods slightly and pets them "soft!" She said
They nod, flying off *Timeskip?*
"Thanks for the compliment." They say, shivering slightly and sitting down next to Lore
*sure* Yuri face twisted a bit in concentration as she held the flower in carefully with telekinesis.
An book appears in her hand as she begins to sketch his wings. "I must say. Im jealous of your form. I honestly wish j could change my appear on whim"
Lazarus returns with a clay pot. "What next?"
They chuckle slightly, standing still for the drawing. I was granted this gift by my god. Usually only devas can shapeshift. I'm an exception amongst planetars... But you have magic right? Can't you polymorph things?
She smiles, opening one eye "set it down, ill do my best" she said and grinned
"wasn't the road I chose" she said and chuckled (Lore is a Druid/Warlock. Her ninth spell is foresight)
They do so, keeping it steady.
*Got it* I see... What form do you like me best in? *What race is Lore?*
She lowers it in "there we go" she said and smiled.
*Teifling* "anything you feel comfortable in" she said and grinned "truly all your forms are amazing"
"Thank you. So I should just keep it out here? How many times should I water it?"
Mmm... I have a question for you when we are in private. Oh, and tell me when I can move again
"Well you don't b want to drown or become dehydrated so leave it out for the rain to take care of it. It also seems to know" she said with a grin.
"Your fine right now" she said and showed the sketch she did of him
They nod. "Say... If someone awakened it, could you talk through it?"
They 'animate' once more and examine the sketch. "Thank you. Want me to do one of you?"
"It could work in theory" she said and smiled.
"That would be nice but you don't have to do anything for me" she said and chuckked
"Want me to try it come fall?"
"Do you want to? I... Do you know how my old god defined love?"
She nodded and grinned "now I am off to kill an angel that dare hurt my forest" she said and bowed to Lazarus "Good day my wonderful companion"
"How?" She asked, resting her head in her hand and watching him.
"Myrn isn't an angel anymore, but sure. Good hunting."
"Love is the willingness to inconvenience yourself for others." They respond, fiddling with their wings
She smiles and waves, before disappearing into the woods.
She smiles gently "I suppose it is" she said and kissed his forehead
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Sorry a little slow on the response. Had to pack stuff up and then got a ride back home from the guy I was doing the work for. On the plus side, made $40 for not quite 2 hours of work.*
*Nice!*
*that is indeed, & its fine Elendon*
*Anyways, back online on my PC, so I can keep up with multiple convos now.*
*Want to continue Raphael and Elendon over in PMs?*
Lothair is circling the two aasimar brothers, curious about the new arrivals
As they are busy with multiple people, a brilliantly colored feathered serpent slithers out of Egrien's robes, and flies up to meet him, its eyes shining with otherworldly intelligence. It gives Lothair a toothy, but friendly smile.
Their chirp happily in greetings. Visions of friendship and welcoming fill the couatl's head
The couatl laughs, and flies circles and somersaults around them. Greetings! He says happily.
Nice to meet you! And thanks for talking to me! Lothair says, trying to mimic the couatl but their body lagging behind their mind
He chuckles. I am Tehonican, Egrien's companion and pseudo-familiar. Who might you be?
Lothair lands on one of the rafters, wings tired. I am Lothair, Tohono's companion and Methuselah's warlock... What is a 'pseudo-familiar'?
He smiles, and curls up around one of the rafter supports. Many spellcaster have a familiar, but all they do is serve as eyes and ears basically. Sometimes a familiar can act as a conduit for the spellcaster's spells, but not always. I stay and fight alongside Egrien, and can cast my own spells, along with him being able to look through my eyes, and occasionally cast spells through me.
So a warlock? they say, trying to understand for their new friend. He also lays down next to their tail, looking for their head
Tehonican's body wraps around the support fully at least three or four times, and his head is up about a foot to a foot and a half above Lothair. Not quite. I am a celestial, actually. A couatl to be precise, and so I have spells of my own. He looks at Lothair, his turquoise eyes shining. But how did a pseudodragon like yourself become a warlock?
I asked the strange dear with the skin condition and balding hair if I could heal like them, and he said I would have to become his warlock and so I asked Tohono and the life-giving sword and then said yes so now I am a warlock.
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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
Raphael jumps off, skipping to the door, opening it for Lore. "Well, ladies first." The halfling/angel jokes
She nods and smiles "and Laz. Do keep Ulgar under control if you can. My forest has expressed its discomfort and anger to what he did"
She chuckles and walks downstairs, waiting for him at the foot of the staircase.
"Oh... understood. Sorry for letting him out." They say, worried.
They fly down, taking a table for the pair.
"As much as I want to hurt him I will not. Because that would hurt you and I would be most out out if you were hurt" she said, showing a sliver of true compassion.
She chuckles "the wings you have. What are they made from?"
Lazarus is paused by this, not knowing what to say. "Thank you... just thanks."
"Um... Feathers? They are a representation of an ability of mine." The halfling says, manifesting them so Lore can touch them.
she smiles and jumps down off the roof, landing gracefully. "lets go find that pot"
She looks like a child watching a baby animal, her full of interest and wonder. "Their so pretty though"
"Sure." They say, flying down as well. "So... to sigil or something?"
"Thanks... Want to pet them or something?" They say, a bit embarrassed
"You find a pot. Ill try my best to get one of flowers and its respected roots!" She said and smiled
She nods slightly and pets them "soft!" She said
They nod, flying off *Timeskip?*
"Thanks for the compliment." They say, shivering slightly and sitting down next to Lore
*sure* Yuri face twisted a bit in concentration as she held the flower in carefully with telekinesis.
An book appears in her hand as she begins to sketch his wings. "I must say. Im jealous of your form. I honestly wish j could change my appear on whim"
Lazarus returns with a clay pot. "What next?"
They chuckle slightly, standing still for the drawing. I was granted this gift by my god. Usually only devas can shapeshift. I'm an exception amongst planetars... But you have magic right? Can't you polymorph things?
She smiles, opening one eye "set it down, ill do my best" she said and grinned
"wasn't the road I chose" she said and chuckled (Lore is a Druid/Warlock. Her ninth spell is foresight)
They do so, keeping it steady.
*Got it* I see... What form do you like me best in? *What race is Lore?*
She lowers it in "there we go" she said and smiled.
*Teifling* "anything you feel comfortable in" she said and grinned "truly all your forms are amazing"
"Thank you. So I should just keep it out here? How many times should I water it?"
Mmm... I have a question for you when we are in private. Oh, and tell me when I can move again
"Well you don't b want to drown or become dehydrated so leave it out for the rain to take care of it. It also seems to know" she said with a grin.
"Your fine right now" she said and showed the sketch she did of him
They nod. "Say... If someone awakened it, could you talk through it?"
They 'animate' once more and examine the sketch. "Thank you. Want me to do one of you?"
"It could work in theory" she said and smiled.
"That would be nice but you don't have to do anything for me" she said and chuckked
"Want me to try it come fall?"
"Do you want to? I... Do you know how my old god defined love?"
She nodded and grinned "now I am off to kill an angel that dare hurt my forest" she said and bowed to Lazarus "Good day my wonderful companion"
"How?" She asked, resting her head in her hand and watching him.
"Myrn isn't an angel anymore, but sure. Good hunting."
"Love is the willingness to inconvenience yourself for others." They respond, fiddling with their wings
She smiles and waves, before disappearing into the woods.
She smiles gently "I suppose it is" she said and kissed his forehead
*End Convo. Mind cutting this please?*
Raphael smiles and shifts their wings away. "So, if I love you, I am showing my love by drawing you."
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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
Raphael motions to the door for Webb. "I think we are ready when you are."
Webb walks through the door, and makes his way out of the safe zone
Maja, follows pulling out an amulet.
He stops before the border, it’s like his body seized up
Raphael walks over, not at ease. "Shall I push you over or something?"
He takes a step back, then runs out of the border… smells like fried spider
Maja plugs her nose, & looks away some.
There’s a yell of pain… and then it stops
Raphael and resurrects them. Weeb gains an offer of rebirth. Raphael, Lawful Good, follower of Elendon
He accepts the offer
Webb comes back to life, as they were before dying the first time
He blinks, stretches a bit, and stands up, a bit wobbly, but standing
*-4 to all d20 checks for Webb. Each long rest deceases this by one, so after four rests it will be all gone*
"You okay?"
“I think so?”
Raphael let's Maja help them up. "Need rest? Coming back is... A lot."
“Rest sounds terrific”
"Then let you rest." They turn to Maja. "Want to carry them or me?"
She's already doing so helping him walk, but its not proving effective. So she shifts, & the sides of her dress unfold into sleeves for the 4 other arms that come out of her, meanwhile her eyes go a red & 6 more eyes open around them. Now she can carry Webb efficiently.
This is proving far more effective, and Webb is now… warm… an odd comfort to Maja
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I have stolen your shredded cheese.
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He smiles, and curls up around one of the rafter supports. Many spellcaster have a familiar, but all they do is serve as eyes and ears basically. Sometimes a familiar can act as a conduit for the spellcaster's spells, but not always. I stay and fight alongside Egrien, and can cast my own spells, along with him being able to look through my eyes, and occasionally cast spells through me.
“Perhaps I will” she kisses him
“that makes sense, I am a devil after all” she swings one of her chains around her finger
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
“Rest sounds terrific”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
So a warlock? they say, trying to understand for their new friend. He also lays down next to their tail, looking for their head
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Then let you rest." They turn to Maja. "Want to carry them or me?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Maja starts helping him back to the tavern, "Then let's get you some."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
He smiles, and kisses her back, gently wrapping his arms around her.
He nods, and finally slides the sword back into its sheath. "I know, but as of right now, you aren't a threat. You haven't threatened me, my brother, or anyone else yet, and you certainly haven't tried to kill anyone yet." He pauses, and thinks for a moment. "Speaking of Egrien, where did he go off to...?"
She nodded and grinned "now I am off to kill an angel that dare hurt my forest" she said and bowed to Lazarus "Good day my wonderful companion"
"How?" She asked, resting her head in her hand and watching him.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He seizes up “that isn’t how the game is supposed to be PLAYED” he throws her off of him, and starts just wrecking her face with his fists, not giving her a chance to regen
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
Tehonican's body wraps around the support fully at least three or four times, and his head is up about a foot to a foot and a half above Lothair. Not quite. I am a celestial, actually. A couatl to be precise, and so I have spells of my own. He looks at Lothair, his turquoise eyes shining. But how did a pseudodragon like yourself become a warlock?
She's already doing so helping him walk, but its not proving effective. So she shifts, & the sides of her dress unfold into sleeves for the 4 other arms that come out of her, meanwhile her eyes go a red & 6 more eyes open around them. Now she can carry Webb efficiently.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
She giggles and seems to meld into the ground, plants begin to grow around his legs (Make a STR check)
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Myrn isn't an angel anymore, but sure. Good hunting."
"Love is the willingness to inconvenience yourself for others." They respond, fiddling with their wings
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Me debating on whether or not Elendon should intervene here...*
Raphael follows them as a cardinal
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
She wraps her arms around his neck, kissing his gently at first, then slowly more and more
Lilith spots them “I know where he is”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
She smiles and waves, before disappearing into the woods.
She smiles gently "I suppose it is" she said and kissed his forehead
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
I asked the strange dear with the skin condition and balding hair if I could heal like them, and he said I would have to become his warlock and so I asked Tohono and the life-giving sword and then said yes so now I am a warlock.
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*End Convo. Mind cutting this please?*
Raphael smiles and shifts their wings away. "So, if I love you, I am showing my love by drawing you."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
This is proving far more effective, and Webb is now… warm… an odd comfort to Maja
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger