Krigg is picking a melancholy tune on his lute (Far Away)
*Hi chest!!*
(I dont know any of these characters)
*Hi Alaric, good to see you!*
*That's fine. Marty is another warlock filling in for Krathian while he's on his vacation with Allison. Jim's the timid bugbear. Krigg is a new character, an elven paladin/zealot.*
*Nice to see you too!!*
Rija sniffs the air, hopping off the roof and heading towards the smell of codfish
Nervous sweat stands out on Jim's brow, as he wipes his forehead with his hairy forearm and turns to fry potato slices, turning his attention away from the fish.
*Description please?*
*She's (atleast appearing to be) a human women of egyptian decent, with ebony black hair and yellow eyes, currently dressed in fine clothes*
Rija comes up to the grill/oven/ fryer and trys to steal a fish
He whirls around to check on the fish, freezing upon noticing Rija "Oh...Hi there..."
She freezes as well, "Hi...."
He clears his throat, "Did you... want a fish?"
She slowly nods
He grins and happily dishes a few fillets with a small wicker basket of chips. “All ye had ta do was ask, it’s nice ta see someone appreciates me cookin’”
"I'm not really used to... talking to people here, so i kinda just... went for it," She replys sheepishly, taking a bite of the fillet
“‘At’s alright. Neither ‘m I.” He says, sitting across from her on a stool and watching her eat.
She continues eating, "This is good, i've never had fish before, atleast not cooked."
“Thank you. Where’re you from?”
"I used to live in a desert area in a small.... village of sorts."
“Sounds nice. I’ve always wanted to see th’ desert. I grew up in th’ woods, lots o’ rain, not a lot o’ sun”
"Its very dry. And hot, but we did fine there." She says
“I can see that,” he says, noticing her clothing. He chuckles, “Ye look like a Queen.”
"Well thank you," She smiles, chuckling a bit, "We had a good amount of silk production back home, and me and...... I was part of a group of higher regard than the common folk."
He chuckles, gesturing to his patched apron and baggy trousers, “And I, clearly, am not.”
"Well, maybe you just haven't bought clothes in a while."
“True, but I’m still on the bottom of th’ pile, so ta speak,” he says, “Not complainin’ though, I like it here, it gets too complicated up there fer my likin’”
"Fair, stuff always gets complicated." She sighs, finishing the food, "Thanks for the meal."
“Me pleasure miss,” he sweeps his rumpled newsboy cap off his head in a bow. “I’m guessing things got complicated back home,” he says, turning to check on the rest of the fish.
"If war is complicated, then yeah." She nods, "Very complicated, and more of a civil war if anything."
“A civil war, eh?” He says, memories creasing his brow. “Is ‘at why yer here? Hiding out?”
'I..... i didn't want to be there anymore. Its pretty normal for us to have twins when we're born, and almost everyone grows up to be either a warrior or part of the army. Usually both." She says, looking like she's not paying as much attention as she remembers stuff, "I was... 16 when the civil war was first starting. Me and my brother both helped the people controlling the army, since thats really what we were supposed to do. We were sent with others to battles and...." She stops
“I see.” He looks down at the dishes in his hands, as if trying to remember something, before giving up with a sigh and washing it. “Sorry miss, didn’t mean to bring up painful memories.”
"Its not really something i forget." She says, looking up at him, "Its not your fault anyways."
“S very kind of ye miss.” He continues the scrubbing, speaking reluctantly “I had a brother, once…. I think. S’all real fuzzy.” He looks at the dishes sadly, his ratty, very pierced ears drooping
"Got some sort of memory loss?" She asks
“Yeah, I guess.” He sniffs, “A couple months ago I found a lot o gaps in me memory.” He chuckles sadly. “Mum always said I had holes in me head.”
"I see, sorry ya need to go through that." She says, "Even if they're horrible, i wouldn't want to forget my memories."
Krigg is picking a melancholy tune on his lute (Far Away)
*Hi chest!!*
(I dont know any of these characters)
*Hi Alaric, good to see you!*
*That's fine. Marty is another warlock filling in for Krathian while he's on his vacation with Allison. Jim's the timid bugbear. Krigg is a new character, an elven paladin/zealot.*
*Nice to see you too!!*
Rija sniffs the air, hopping off the roof and heading towards the smell of codfish
Nervous sweat stands out on Jim's brow, as he wipes his forehead with his hairy forearm and turns to fry potato slices, turning his attention away from the fish.
*Description please?*
*She's (atleast appearing to be) a human women of egyptian decent, with ebony black hair and yellow eyes, currently dressed in fine clothes*
Rija comes up to the grill/oven/ fryer and trys to steal a fish
He whirls around to check on the fish, freezing upon noticing Rija "Oh...Hi there..."
She freezes as well, "Hi...."
He clears his throat, "Did you... want a fish?"
She slowly nods
He grins and happily dishes a few fillets with a small wicker basket of chips. “All ye had ta do was ask, it’s nice ta see someone appreciates me cookin’”
"I'm not really used to... talking to people here, so i kinda just... went for it," She replys sheepishly, taking a bite of the fillet
“‘At’s alright. Neither ‘m I.” He says, sitting across from her on a stool and watching her eat.
She continues eating, "This is good, i've never had fish before, atleast not cooked."
“Thank you. Where’re you from?”
"I used to live in a desert area in a small.... village of sorts."
“Sounds nice. I’ve always wanted to see th’ desert. I grew up in th’ woods, lots o’ rain, not a lot o’ sun”
"Its very dry. And hot, but we did fine there." She says
“I can see that,” he says, noticing her clothing. He chuckles, “Ye look like a Queen.”
"Well thank you," She smiles, chuckling a bit, "We had a good amount of silk production back home, and me and...... I was part of a group of higher regard than the common folk."
He chuckles, gesturing to his patched apron and baggy trousers, “And I, clearly, am not.”
"Well, maybe you just haven't bought clothes in a while."
“True, but I’m still on the bottom of th’ pile, so ta speak,” he says, “Not complainin’ though, I like it here, it gets too complicated up there fer my likin’”
"Fair, stuff always gets complicated." She sighs, finishing the food, "Thanks for the meal."
“Me pleasure miss,” he sweeps his rumpled newsboy cap off his head in a bow. “I’m guessing things got complicated back home,” he says, turning to check on the rest of the fish.
"If war is complicated, then yeah." She nods, "Very complicated, and more of a civil war if anything."
“A civil war, eh?” He says, memories creasing his brow. “Is ‘at why yer here? Hiding out?”
'I..... i didn't want to be there anymore. Its pretty normal for us to have twins when we're born, and almost everyone grows up to be either a warrior or part of the army. Usually both." She says, looking like she's not paying as much attention as she remembers stuff, "I was... 16 when the civil war was first starting. Me and my brother both helped the people controlling the army, since thats really what we were supposed to do. We were sent with others to battles and...." She stops
“I see.” He looks down at the dishes in his hands, as if trying to remember something, before giving up with a sigh and washing it. “Sorry miss, didn’t mean to bring up painful memories.”
"Its not really something i forget." She says, looking up at him, "Its not your fault anyways."
“S very kind of ye miss.” He continues the scrubbing, speaking reluctantly “I had a brother, once…. I think. S’all real fuzzy.” He looks at the dishes sadly, his ratty, very pierced ears drooping
"Got some sort of memory loss?" She asks
“Yeah, I guess.” He sniffs, “A couple months ago I found a lot o gaps in me memory.” He chuckles sadly. “Mum always said I had holes in me head.”
"I see, sorry ya need to go through that." She says, "Even if they're horrible, i wouldn't want to forget my memories."
“Ah, that’s alright, no need ta worry about me. I get by just fine.” He perks up a bit, “So what started the war?”
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
This is ItsNotAChest’s alternate, so no some random psychopath hasn’t stolen their storylines/posts. Or maybe I did. Who knows…
I am what happens when you write character concepts on a spice high
"I see, sorry ya need to go through that." She says, "Even if they're horrible, i wouldn't want to forget my memories."
“Ah, that’s alright, no need ta worry about me. I get by just fine.” He perks up a bit, “So what started the war?”
"We were never really informed about it, atleast me and my twin weren't. It would seem either it was something to do with some sort of resource, or the opposite side's leader got mad at ours."
Yacatl tisks disapprovingly at Icarus
Ash trying (and failing) to distract herself from her worries and fears
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
'Zero' nods, 'Alright,' they say
*I guess it is lol*
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"I see, sorry ya need to go through that." She says, "Even if they're horrible, i wouldn't want to forget my memories."
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
[[ I like robots :] ]]
from this point she keeps walking in silence
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
*Sup Ghost*
This is ItsNotAChest’s alternate, so no some random psychopath hasn’t stolen their storylines/posts. Or maybe I did. Who knows…
I am what happens when you write character concepts on a spice high
#ForeverAlone
#ForeverDM
“I…I will be your warlock…”
Loki comes up to her “why so worried Ash?”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
“Ah, that’s alright, no need ta worry about me. I get by just fine.” He perks up a bit, “So what started the war?”
This is ItsNotAChest’s alternate, so no some random psychopath hasn’t stolen their storylines/posts. Or maybe I did. Who knows…
I am what happens when you write character concepts on a spice high
#ForeverAlone
#ForeverDM
*they're great :D*
Zero follows her to wherever she's going, completely silent, the only noise being the sound of footsteps and joints creaking
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
Tara is staring at a massive bonfire
Jim is talking with Rija
Krigg is playing his lute
This is ItsNotAChest’s alternate, so no some random psychopath hasn’t stolen their storylines/posts. Or maybe I did. Who knows…
I am what happens when you write character concepts on a spice high
#ForeverAlone
#ForeverDM
"Sure, but we might have to shift you to either a warlock of the sword, or an apprentice of me. Willing?" He says, offering a hand
"I... it doesn't matter... It was doomed from the start... Silly of me to invest." She mutters aloud
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
[[ :D ]]
Ekko can see a tower of sorts, so she keeps walking towards it
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
*Perception?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
“I am…” he puts his hands in Ghostcatl’s [[ I am no longer referring to him as Yacatl while he is a ghost. As a ghost he is now Ghostcatl >:] ]]
“what did you invest in?”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
"We were never really informed about it, atleast me and my twin weren't. It would seem either it was something to do with some sort of resource, or the opposite side's leader got mad at ours."
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
Zero follows her towards it, eventually signing, 'Is this where that frequency is coming from?'
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
*On mobile, so quite literally no dice.*
This is ItsNotAChest’s alternate, so no some random psychopath hasn’t stolen their storylines/posts. Or maybe I did. Who knows…
I am what happens when you write character concepts on a spice high
#ForeverAlone
#ForeverDM
*Sure* Yacatl shakes it suprsingly strongly. "Good to hear. And what do you offer in return?"
"My family... We all would be together... Happy and together." She says, before putting her head in her hands
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Passive?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
“I believe so” A song starts playing from her voice speaker “I am not doing that… how peculiar”
The song: Mr bones, by Kroh, highly recommend if you like revivedbur in any sort of way
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
[[ I’m on mobile and guess what? ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger