"Well... I bought a house pretty recently, but I did live here!"
"It seems pleasant enough, but I have too much of a life outside of here. I think."
"You think?"
"I don't remember almost anything from before I stepped into this tavern."
"Really? Thats.... Odd... What do you remember?"
"My name, my age, and how to fight. That's everything."
"Thats... Definitely not normal... Do... You have any ideas how to fix it?"
"I'm not sure. Some people here have tried, but nothing has worked."
"Sorry... Id try to help if I could..."
"I'm sure you can. But you don't have to."
"What... Do you mean?"
"Well, I discovered something interesting." He pulls out a small leather book that could be a diary or journal. "I was carrying this with me. And that's strange, because I can't read, so I don't know what I would have done with it. Maybe you can tell if it says anything?
"I can definitely check" he slowly takes it and opens it
There are words on the first page, written in clean and concise handwriting.
The First Shard is an old man, once a great hero, who sold false advice and rumors to the unwise so he could survive. The Second Shard is a young girl, who watched her entire town burn to the ground while she stood idle, helpless. The Third Shard is a prisoner who never had a chance to live their life before they were captured and stolen away. The Fourth Shard is a being who searched for a truth long forgotten, on a quest for knowledge and purpose. The Fifth Shard is a crippled poet who shared his hopes and hymns with the world, trying to inspire others to do the great feats that he could not. The Sixth Shard is a young man who fought valiantly to save his people and his friends from the evil that wished to destroy them all. The Seventh Shard is a chosen hero, who, wielding a Blade beyond legends, struck down the darkness at the core of a burning kingdom. The Fourth Shard will be the first to die.
He reads it aloud *2nd is likely Crystal* "Does... That mean anything to.you?"
Reuben thinks for a moment. "It sounds important... but nothing."
"It sounds like the start of some kind of dark storybook..."
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
"Well... I bought a house pretty recently, but I did live here!"
"It seems pleasant enough, but I have too much of a life outside of here. I think."
"You think?"
"I don't remember almost anything from before I stepped into this tavern."
"Really? Thats.... Odd... What do you remember?"
"My name, my age, and how to fight. That's everything."
"Thats... Definitely not normal... Do... You have any ideas how to fix it?"
"I'm not sure. Some people here have tried, but nothing has worked."
"Sorry... Id try to help if I could..."
"I'm sure you can. But you don't have to."
"What... Do you mean?"
"Well, I discovered something interesting." He pulls out a small leather book that could be a diary or journal. "I was carrying this with me. And that's strange, because I can't read, so I don't know what I would have done with it. Maybe you can tell if it says anything?
"I can definitely check" he slowly takes it and opens it
There are words on the first page, written in clean and concise handwriting.
The First Shard is an old man, once a great hero, who sold false advice and rumors to the unwise so he could survive. The Second Shard is a young girl, who watched her entire town burn to the ground while she stood idle, helpless. The Third Shard is a prisoner who never had a chance to live their life before they were captured and stolen away. The Fourth Shard is a being who searched for a truth long forgotten, on a quest for knowledge and purpose. The Fifth Shard is a crippled poet who shared his hopes and hymns with the world, trying to inspire others to do the great feats that he could not. The Sixth Shard is a young man who fought valiantly to save his people and his friends from the evil that wished to destroy them all. The Seventh Shard is a chosen hero, who, wielding a Blade beyond legends, struck down the darkness at the core of a burning kingdom. The Fourth Shard will be the first to die.
He reads it aloud *2nd is likely Crystal* "Does... That mean anything to.you?"
Reuben thinks for a moment. "It sounds important... but nothing."
"It sounds like the start of some kind of dark storybook..."
"That's as good a description as any I can think of..."
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All stars fade. Some stars forever fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Homebrew (Mostly Outdated):Magic Items,Monsters,Spells,Subclasses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Homebrew (Mostly Outdated):Magic Items,Monsters,Spells,Subclasses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
"Well... I bought a house pretty recently, but I did live here!"
"It seems pleasant enough, but I have too much of a life outside of here. I think."
"You think?"
"I don't remember almost anything from before I stepped into this tavern."
"Really? Thats.... Odd... What do you remember?"
"My name, my age, and how to fight. That's everything."
"Thats... Definitely not normal... Do... You have any ideas how to fix it?"
"I'm not sure. Some people here have tried, but nothing has worked."
"Sorry... Id try to help if I could..."
"I'm sure you can. But you don't have to."
"What... Do you mean?"
"Well, I discovered something interesting." He pulls out a small leather book that could be a diary or journal. "I was carrying this with me. And that's strange, because I can't read, so I don't know what I would have done with it. Maybe you can tell if it says anything?
"I can definitely check" he slowly takes it and opens it
There are words on the first page, written in clean and concise handwriting.
The First Shard is an old man, once a great hero, who sold false advice and rumors to the unwise so he could survive. The Second Shard is a young girl, who watched her entire town burn to the ground while she stood idle, helpless. The Third Shard is a prisoner who never had a chance to live their life before they were captured and stolen away. The Fourth Shard is a being who searched for a truth long forgotten, on a quest for knowledge and purpose. The Fifth Shard is a crippled poet who shared his hopes and hymns with the world, trying to inspire others to do the great feats that he could not. The Sixth Shard is a young man who fought valiantly to save his people and his friends from the evil that wished to destroy them all. The Seventh Shard is a chosen hero, who, wielding a Blade beyond legends, struck down the darkness at the core of a burning kingdom. The Fourth Shard will be the first to die.
He reads it aloud *2nd is likely Crystal* "Does... That mean anything to.you?"
Reuben thinks for a moment. "It sounds important... but nothing."
"It sounds like the start of some kind of dark storybook..."
"That's as good a description as any I can think of..."
"Hmm... Well... Perhaps someone could help you find where this.book came from?"
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
Iralias is training. His rapier glows a cold blue and trails ice, and he uses it and his shortsword with far more skill than one would expect. (For Ella, but anyone can interact.)
Yazrin is at the lake.
[Open Slot]
Ella is meditating outside. She has her brown hair tied up behind her.
Iralias smiles, and picks up his pace a little, but otherwise doesn't disturb her. He's taking on three targets at the same time, and holding his own pretty well.
She opens an eye and chuckled "good job"
He smiles slightly. Thanks dear. Didn't want to interrupt your meditating though.
"No no. It helps me clam down after a run and such"
He chuckles, and on sheer reflex and intuition, stabs his rapier out behind him, nailing one of the animated dummies in the visor slot, dropping it.
She chuckles "be careful with them hm"
I've got a bit more skill than you may think, dear. He says with a wink. He pulls the rapier free, and then hits another dummy with a two-stroke routine that sends it reeling backwards.
"Still" she said and chuckled
Right as she says that, the third target stabs through Iralias' cloak. It doesn't hit him, and cold fire light behind his eyes as he regards the sword that is but a few inches from his side. He spins to the side, stabbing the target in the side and then in the neck, sending it reeling far back, but he doesn't relent.
"That was sort of violent" she said and came over to him.
Hey, I like this cloak. He says with a grin, as he launches another pair of stabs at the target, one in the throat and one in the visor. The target stumbles back a couple steps before collapsing in a heap.
She watches and narrows her eyes "remember to conform yourself"
He chuckles, and the fires in his eyes vanish as he turns to face her. He slides his swords into their sheathes with ease, and smiles slightly. "And here you had thought I didn't have any fire left in me, dear." He says a little teasingly.
"Nope, simply showing where you could become truly A terrific specimen"
He chuckles. "MMmmhhhhmmmmmm..." He says playfully. He walks over and wraps his arms around her waist.
Iralias is training. His rapier glows a cold blue and trails ice, and he uses it and his shortsword with far more skill than one would expect. (For Ella, but anyone can interact.)
Yazrin is at the lake.
[Open Slot]
Ella is meditating outside. She has her brown hair tied up behind her.
Iralias smiles, and picks up his pace a little, but otherwise doesn't disturb her. He's taking on three targets at the same time, and holding his own pretty well.
She opens an eye and chuckled "good job"
He smiles slightly. Thanks dear. Didn't want to interrupt your meditating though.
"No no. It helps me clam down after a run and such"
He chuckles, and on sheer reflex and intuition, stabs his rapier out behind him, nailing one of the animated dummies in the visor slot, dropping it.
She chuckles "be careful with them hm"
I've got a bit more skill than you may think, dear. He says with a wink. He pulls the rapier free, and then hits another dummy with a two-stroke routine that sends it reeling backwards.
"Still" she said and chuckled
Right as she says that, the third target stabs through Iralias' cloak. It doesn't hit him, and cold fire light behind his eyes as he regards the sword that is but a few inches from his side. He spins to the side, stabbing the target in the side and then in the neck, sending it reeling far back, but he doesn't relent.
"That was sort of violent" she said and came over to him.
Hey, I like this cloak. He says with a grin, as he launches another pair of stabs at the target, one in the throat and one in the visor. The target stumbles back a couple steps before collapsing in a heap.
She watches and narrows her eyes "remember to conform yourself"
He chuckles, and the fires in his eyes vanish as he turns to face her. He slides his swords into their sheathes with ease, and smiles slightly. "And here you had thought I didn't have any fire left in me, dear." He says a little teasingly.
"Nope, simply showing where you could become truly A terrific specimen"
He chuckles. "MMmmhhhhmmmmmm..." He says playfully. He walks over and wraps his arms around her waist.
She chuckles before slapping him away "You gotta prove yourself first"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Iralias is training. His rapier glows a cold blue and trails ice, and he uses it and his shortsword with far more skill than one would expect. (For Ella, but anyone can interact.)
Yazrin is at the lake.
[Open Slot]
Ella is meditating outside. She has her brown hair tied up behind her.
Iralias smiles, and picks up his pace a little, but otherwise doesn't disturb her. He's taking on three targets at the same time, and holding his own pretty well.
She opens an eye and chuckled "good job"
He smiles slightly. Thanks dear. Didn't want to interrupt your meditating though.
"No no. It helps me clam down after a run and such"
He chuckles, and on sheer reflex and intuition, stabs his rapier out behind him, nailing one of the animated dummies in the visor slot, dropping it.
She chuckles "be careful with them hm"
I've got a bit more skill than you may think, dear. He says with a wink. He pulls the rapier free, and then hits another dummy with a two-stroke routine that sends it reeling backwards.
"Still" she said and chuckled
Right as she says that, the third target stabs through Iralias' cloak. It doesn't hit him, and cold fire light behind his eyes as he regards the sword that is but a few inches from his side. He spins to the side, stabbing the target in the side and then in the neck, sending it reeling far back, but he doesn't relent.
"That was sort of violent" she said and came over to him.
Hey, I like this cloak. He says with a grin, as he launches another pair of stabs at the target, one in the throat and one in the visor. The target stumbles back a couple steps before collapsing in a heap.
She watches and narrows her eyes "remember to conform yourself"
He chuckles, and the fires in his eyes vanish as he turns to face her. He slides his swords into their sheathes with ease, and smiles slightly. "And here you had thought I didn't have any fire left in me, dear." He says a little teasingly.
"Nope, simply showing where you could become truly A terrific specimen"
He chuckles. "MMmmhhhhmmmmmm..." He says playfully. He walks over and wraps his arms around her waist.
She chuckles before slapping him away "You gotta prove yourself first"
He frowns slightly. "Oh really...And what happened to the playful you from last night, dear?" His ice blue eyes sparkle in the light of the setting sun. "And anyways, what exactly do you have in mind for proving myself...?"
Fin is dancing to a song pouring from a glass jar. *I imagine the song as Roaring 20s, you imagine whatever u like.*
Krigg is talking with a local
Jim is working hard during the dinner rush
* °o° my idiot is here :D*
*also howdy there*
*Hi there, me Wi-Fi’s dead so I have to use mobile. Anyway, want to rp? I can reactivate Tara if u want to continue her and Maxwell *
*sure :)*
Maxwell is outside. He is drinking a few back while watching the night sky.
Tara walks out as well, clutching a steaming mug of coffee. She sits next to him quietly.
He smiles and waves "hey there" he said "what's up?"
She smiles back sadly. "Not much, just coping with a blinder of a hangover." She looks at the stars for a minute before asking. "Where do think we go when we ... you know..."
"I know this sounds anticlimactic but I think we just... Die..." He said and and shrugged a bit.
"That's what I always thought - what I think - I just haven't seen much evidence of anything else. Except for undeath... of course... which is a curse I would wish on a dog I liked let alone a person. I'd hoped otherwise but I suppose it's foolhardy."
"Its ok" he said "its a hard thing to think about, to imagine a world beyond death"
She snorts "Or the lack thereof."
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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.
Iralias is training. His rapier glows a cold blue and trails ice, and he uses it and his shortsword with far more skill than one would expect. (For Ella, but anyone can interact.)
Yazrin is at the lake.
[Open Slot]
Ella is meditating outside. She has her brown hair tied up behind her.
Iralias smiles, and picks up his pace a little, but otherwise doesn't disturb her. He's taking on three targets at the same time, and holding his own pretty well.
She opens an eye and chuckled "good job"
He smiles slightly. Thanks dear. Didn't want to interrupt your meditating though.
"No no. It helps me clam down after a run and such"
He chuckles, and on sheer reflex and intuition, stabs his rapier out behind him, nailing one of the animated dummies in the visor slot, dropping it.
She chuckles "be careful with them hm"
I've got a bit more skill than you may think, dear. He says with a wink. He pulls the rapier free, and then hits another dummy with a two-stroke routine that sends it reeling backwards.
"Still" she said and chuckled
Right as she says that, the third target stabs through Iralias' cloak. It doesn't hit him, and cold fire light behind his eyes as he regards the sword that is but a few inches from his side. He spins to the side, stabbing the target in the side and then in the neck, sending it reeling far back, but he doesn't relent.
"That was sort of violent" she said and came over to him.
Hey, I like this cloak. He says with a grin, as he launches another pair of stabs at the target, one in the throat and one in the visor. The target stumbles back a couple steps before collapsing in a heap.
She watches and narrows her eyes "remember to conform yourself"
He chuckles, and the fires in his eyes vanish as he turns to face her. He slides his swords into their sheathes with ease, and smiles slightly. "And here you had thought I didn't have any fire left in me, dear." He says a little teasingly.
"Nope, simply showing where you could become truly A terrific specimen"
He chuckles. "MMmmhhhhmmmmmm..." He says playfully. He walks over and wraps his arms around her waist.
She chuckles before slapping him away "You gotta prove yourself first"
He frowns slightly. "Oh really...And what happened to the playful you from last night, dear?" His ice blue eyes sparkle in the light of the setting sun. "And anyways, what exactly do you have in mind for proving myself...?"
"Fight me" she said with a grin
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[[ oh Lawrence btw Caiman is on the roof with Icarus, my Aasimar/Tiefling hybrid, his horns aren’t very visible from the ground but his wings are ;D ]]
Cold would be keeping an eye on his brother.
Icarus feels like he’s being watched
He can see icy blue eyes staring at him from the darkness.
Icarus shivers and brings his wings closer to him, clobbering his arms slightly
The eyes blink once before disappearing
Icarus gets up and goes to where the eyes were. He didn’t fly, seeing as his wings are incapable of flight
Make a perception check
[[ aaaaaa ]]
15
He seems the shadow of a figure passing through the trees silently
He follows the figure
It moves quickly through the woods, like the grace plans speed of a cat.
Icarus trips over something “F-” he falls, then reaches out towards the shadow “Wait!”
The shadow stops. Light from the tavern reflects on his mask, giving Icarus the feeling of a barn owl.
Icarus is breathing heavily, his horns are just barely visible, bit there, some burnt feathers scattered around “who- who are you?”
"no one you should worry about"
This spooks Icarus even more “that makes me feel like I SHOULD worry…”
[[ oh Lawrence btw Caiman is on the roof with Icarus, my Aasimar/Tiefling hybrid, his horns aren’t very visible from the ground but his wings are ;D ]]
Cold would be keeping an eye on his brother.
Icarus feels like he’s being watched
He can see icy blue eyes staring at him from the darkness.
Icarus shivers and brings his wings closer to him, clobbering his arms slightly
The eyes blink once before disappearing
Icarus gets up and goes to where the eyes were. He didn’t fly, seeing as his wings are incapable of flight
Make a perception check
[[ aaaaaa ]]
15
He seems the shadow of a figure passing through the trees silently
He follows the figure
It moves quickly through the woods, like the grace plans speed of a cat.
Icarus trips over something “F-” he falls, then reaches out towards the shadow “Wait!”
The shadow stops. Light from the tavern reflects on his mask, giving Icarus the feeling of a barn owl.
Icarus is breathing heavily, his horns are just barely visible, bit there, some burnt feathers scattered around “who- who are you?”
There's a faint leathery flapping sound from Behind Icarus as Aricyra touches down in a small clearing about 30 feet behind him.
He flips onto his side to see who’s behind him, slightly covering himself with his wings
She glances down at him for a moment, before looking back up at Cold. She shifts slightly, and her wings seems to slowly appear from behind her.
Fin is dancing to a song pouring from a glass jar. *I imagine the song as Roaring 20s, you imagine whatever u like.*
Krigg is talking with a local
Jim is working hard during the dinner rush
* °o° my idiot is here :D*
*also howdy there*
*Hi there, me Wi-Fi’s dead so I have to use mobile. Anyway, want to rp? I can reactivate Tara if u want to continue her and Maxwell *
*sure :)*
Maxwell is outside. He is drinking a few back while watching the night sky.
Tara walks out as well, clutching a steaming mug of coffee. She sits next to him quietly.
He smiles and waves "hey there" he said "what's up?"
She smiles back sadly. "Not much, just coping with a blinder of a hangover." She looks at the stars for a minute before asking. "Where do think we go when we ... you know..."
"I know this sounds anticlimactic but I think we just... Die..." He said and and shrugged a bit.
"That's what I always thought - what I think - I just haven't seen much evidence of anything else. Except for undeath... of course... which is a curse I would wish on a dog I liked let alone a person. I'd hoped otherwise but I suppose it's foolhardy."
"Its ok" he said "its a hard thing to think about, to imagine a world beyond death"
She snorts "Or the lack thereof."
"there are gods and devils but also in death and death which makes it hard to think of" he pointed out
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Hm. She sounds sweet" she said
"I am made for one purpose. To take souls and give it to my master"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"It sounds like the start of some kind of dark storybook..."
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
"She died around 9 and a half years ago. She lived a long life, and was very kind to everyone she knew."
"Yeah, i don't believe that for a millisecond"
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
"That's as good a description as any I can think of..."
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall.
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*GTG, bye!*
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall.
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
"Hmm... Well... Perhaps someone could help you find where this.book came from?"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
*c u soon!*
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
"Then I was correct" she said and smiled.
"you know its true"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
[[ am I being ignored now? I’m responding fast as possible q-q ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
She chuckles before slapping him away "You gotta prove yourself first"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"In a way," He nods
"Nope, because otherwise you wouldn't have gambled with me."
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
She smiles again "is there anything I can do for you?"
"because I needed to get close to you..."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He frowns slightly. "Oh really...And what happened to the playful you from last night, dear?" His ice blue eyes sparkle in the light of the setting sun. "And anyways, what exactly do you have in mind for proving myself...?"
She snorts "Or the lack thereof."
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"
"Fight me" she said with a grin
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
"there are gods and devils but also in death and death which makes it hard to think of" he pointed out
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Hm.... no, i'm quite alright as of now"
"Is that why you made me kiss someone other than you? Cause thats just great tactics."
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