The ground seems to turn over on itself as dirt pulls itself apart. It seems to form a hole that a boney skeleton hand rises out of and grasps the grassy ground to pull itself out. It looks like a normal human skeleton but it has perfectly persevered organs on its inside, A heart, A set of lungs, A stomach, everything, but no skin over it, no blood being pumped through its system, nothing yet they seem to be working, moving, as if they were alive. The skeleton takes a moment to gather itself, putting together its bones to make itself again before pulling a white lab coat with a hood attached to the cloth, from the ground, brushing off the dirt and putting it on. It slips the hood on over its bone dry head. It digs back in the dirt and pulls out a black leather doctors bag from the ground, brushes the dirt off that as well. Anyone who takes a closer look at this undead visitor notices that the hinges where the jaw connect is held together by metal wires that have been crudely woven together to hold the lower jaw and upper jaw in place. Though it has no eyes, it appears to look around quietly while gripping its doctors bag. It quietly makes its way inside the tavern, keeping a straight posture and walking with a quiet confidence.
Theren is sitting at a table tending to some wounds.
Albwin is eating some strawberries at a table.
Cal is repairing his ship.
*Got it go soon*
Raphael walks over, irritated. "Need healing?"
Theren looks up while tightening a bandage. "Its not that bad."
"Compared to your arm being cut off, I'm sure... What was it this time?"
"Its kinda hard to explain."
"Try me."
Theren sighs and unwinds the bandage covering his side. The wound has turned to stone and Theren grimaces while waiting for Raphaels reaction.
"Which creature?" They say, unphased and healing them
The planetar touches another creature. The target magically regains 30 hit points and is freed from any curse, disease, poison, blindness, or deafness.
"No idea. Cockatrice I think. Also I have a question."
"Yes, what is it? Is this about the scavenger hunt?"
"No. Its about why you bother to heal me? I've know plenty of people and I know some wouldn't care if I am injured."
"Because of Agapē, because that is my purpose in this life."
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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
Theren is sitting at a table tending to some wounds.
Albwin is eating some strawberries at a table.
Cal is repairing his ship.
*Got it go soon*
Raphael walks over, irritated. "Need healing?"
Theren looks up while tightening a bandage. "Its not that bad."
"Compared to your arm being cut off, I'm sure... What was it this time?"
"Its kinda hard to explain."
"Try me."
Theren sighs and unwinds the bandage covering his side. The wound has turned to stone and Theren grimaces while waiting for Raphaels reaction.
"Which creature?" They say, unphased and healing them
The planetar touches another creature. The target magically regains 30 hit points and is freed from any curse, disease, poison, blindness, or deafness.
"No idea. Cockatrice I think. Also I have a question."
"Yes, what is it? Is this about the scavenger hunt?"
"No. Its about why you bother to heal me? I've know plenty of people and I know some wouldn't care if I am injured."
"Because of Agapē, because that is my purpose in this life."
The ground seems to turn over on itself as dirt pulls itself apart. It seems to form a hole that a boney skeleton hand rises out of and grasps the grassy ground to pull itself out. It looks like a normal human skeleton but it has perfectly persevered organs on its inside, A heart, A set of lungs, A stomach, everything, but no skin over it, no blood being pumped through its system, nothing yet they seem to be working, moving, as if they were alive. The skeleton takes a moment to gather itself, putting together its bones to make itself again before pulling a white lab coat with a hood attached to the cloth, from the ground, brushing off the dirt and putting it on. It slips the hood on over its bone dry head. It digs back in the dirt and pulls out a black leather doctors bag from the ground, brushes the dirt off that as well. Anyone who takes a closer look at this undead visitor notices that the hinges where the jaw connect is held together by metal wires that have been crudely woven together to hold the lower jaw and upper jaw in place. Though it has no eyes, it appears to look around quietly while gripping its doctors bag. It quietly makes its way inside the tavern, keeping a straight posture and walking with a quiet confidence.
Cal watches this with interest.
The skeleton sits down and takes out a leather book of sorts and begins to write in it. As it does, A ghostly figure of a liazrd curls around his shoulder.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The ground seems to turn over on itself as dirt pulls itself apart. It seems to form a hole that a boney skeleton hand rises out of and grasps the grassy ground to pull itself out. It looks like a normal human skeleton but it has perfectly persevered organs on its inside, A heart, A set of lungs, A stomach, everything, but no skin over it, no blood being pumped through its system, nothing yet they seem to be working, moving, as if they were alive. The skeleton takes a moment to gather itself, putting together its bones to make itself again before pulling a white lab coat with a hood attached to the cloth, from the ground, brushing off the dirt and putting it on. It slips the hood on over its bone dry head. It digs back in the dirt and pulls out a black leather doctors bag from the ground, brushes the dirt off that as well. Anyone who takes a closer look at this undead visitor notices that the hinges where the jaw connect is held together by metal wires that have been crudely woven together to hold the lower jaw and upper jaw in place. Though it has no eyes, it appears to look around quietly while gripping its doctors bag. It quietly makes its way inside the tavern, keeping a straight posture and walking with a quiet confidence.
The ground seems to turn over on itself as dirt pulls itself apart. It seems to form a hole that a boney skeleton hand rises out of and grasps the grassy ground to pull itself out. It looks like a normal human skeleton but it has perfectly persevered organs on its inside, A heart, A set of lungs, A stomach, everything, but no skin over it, no blood being pumped through its system, nothing yet they seem to be working, moving, as if they were alive. The skeleton takes a moment to gather itself, putting together its bones to make itself again before pulling a white lab coat with a hood attached to the cloth, from the ground, brushing off the dirt and putting it on. It slips the hood on over its bone dry head. It digs back in the dirt and pulls out a black leather doctors bag from the ground, brushes the dirt off that as well. Anyone who takes a closer look at this undead visitor notices that the hinges where the jaw connect is held together by metal wires that have been crudely woven together to hold the lower jaw and upper jaw in place. Though it has no eyes, it appears to look around quietly while gripping its doctors bag. It quietly makes its way inside the tavern, keeping a straight posture and walking with a quiet confidence.
Cal watches this with interest.
The skeleton sits down and takes out a leather book of sorts and begins to write in it. As it does, A ghostly figure of a liazrd curls around his shoulder.
Cal walks over and asks, "Mind if I sit here?" while motioning to the chair across from the skeleton.
The ground seems to turn over on itself as dirt pulls itself apart. It seems to form a hole that a boney skeleton hand rises out of and grasps the grassy ground to pull itself out. It looks like a normal human skeleton but it has perfectly persevered organs on its inside, A heart, A set of lungs, A stomach, everything, but no skin over it, no blood being pumped through its system, nothing yet they seem to be working, moving, as if they were alive. The skeleton takes a moment to gather itself, putting together its bones to make itself again before pulling a white lab coat with a hood attached to the cloth, from the ground, brushing off the dirt and putting it on. It slips the hood on over its bone dry head. It digs back in the dirt and pulls out a black leather doctors bag from the ground, brushes the dirt off that as well. Anyone who takes a closer look at this undead visitor notices that the hinges where the jaw connect is held together by metal wires that have been crudely woven together to hold the lower jaw and upper jaw in place. Though it has no eyes, it appears to look around quietly while gripping its doctors bag. It quietly makes its way inside the tavern, keeping a straight posture and walking with a quiet confidence.
A small swarm of locusts surrounds it
It watches it. A ghostly apparition of a lizard appears around its shoulder, its tongue seeming to try and catch one.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Theren is sitting at a table tending to some wounds.
Albwin is eating some strawberries at a table.
Cal is repairing his ship.
A locust lands on one of the berries
"Oh, do you want one?"
It crawls on it slowly, taking bites out of it
Albwin lets this happen while munching on other strawberries. *Mah boi respects nature*
*Good homie* After its eaten about half of the strawberry, it lets out a series of chirps, causing more locusts to come and land on the table, attacking the strawberry
Theren is sitting at a table tending to some wounds.
Albwin is eating some strawberries at a table.
Cal is repairing his ship.
A locust lands on one of the berries
"Oh, do you want one?"
It crawls on it slowly, taking bites out of it
Albwin lets this happen while munching on other strawberries. *Mah boi respects nature*
*Good homie* After its eaten about half of the strawberry, it lets out a series of chirps, causing more locusts to come and land on the table, attacking the strawberry
The ground seems to turn over on itself as dirt pulls itself apart. It seems to form a hole that a boney skeleton hand rises out of and grasps the grassy ground to pull itself out. It looks like a normal human skeleton but it has perfectly persevered organs on its inside, A heart, A set of lungs, A stomach, everything, but no skin over it, no blood being pumped through its system, nothing yet they seem to be working, moving, as if they were alive. The skeleton takes a moment to gather itself, putting together its bones to make itself again before pulling a white lab coat with a hood attached to the cloth, from the ground, brushing off the dirt and putting it on. It slips the hood on over its bone dry head. It digs back in the dirt and pulls out a black leather doctors bag from the ground, brushes the dirt off that as well. Anyone who takes a closer look at this undead visitor notices that the hinges where the jaw connect is held together by metal wires that have been crudely woven together to hold the lower jaw and upper jaw in place. Though it has no eyes, it appears to look around quietly while gripping its doctors bag. It quietly makes its way inside the tavern, keeping a straight posture and walking with a quiet confidence.
Cal watches this with interest.
The skeleton sits down and takes out a leather book of sorts and begins to write in it. As it does, A ghostly figure of a liazrd curls around his shoulder.
Cal walks over and asks, "Mind if I sit here?" while motioning to the chair across from the skeleton.
"Of course" it said, it had a male voice. Its jaw didn't move yet it had a voice.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Theren is sitting at a table tending to some wounds.
Albwin is eating some strawberries at a table.
Cal is repairing his ship.
*Got it go soon*
Raphael walks over, irritated. "Need healing?"
Theren looks up while tightening a bandage. "Its not that bad."
"Compared to your arm being cut off, I'm sure... What was it this time?"
"Its kinda hard to explain."
"Try me."
Theren sighs and unwinds the bandage covering his side. The wound has turned to stone and Theren grimaces while waiting for Raphaels reaction.
"Which creature?" They say, unphased and healing them
The planetar touches another creature. The target magically regains 30 hit points and is freed from any curse, disease, poison, blindness, or deafness.
"No idea. Cockatrice I think. Also I have a question."
"Yes, what is it? Is this about the scavenger hunt?"
"No. Its about why you bother to heal me? I've know plenty of people and I know some wouldn't care if I am injured."
"Because of Agapē, because that is my purpose in this life."
"Agapē? Whats that?"
"Universal love... It's the reason some people donate to charity and whatnot."
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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
The ground seems to turn over on itself as dirt pulls itself apart. It seems to form a hole that a boney skeleton hand rises out of and grasps the grassy ground to pull itself out. It looks like a normal human skeleton but it has perfectly persevered organs on its inside, A heart, A set of lungs, A stomach, everything, but no skin over it, no blood being pumped through its system, nothing yet they seem to be working, moving, as if they were alive. The skeleton takes a moment to gather itself, putting together its bones to make itself again before pulling a white lab coat with a hood attached to the cloth, from the ground, brushing off the dirt and putting it on. It slips the hood on over its bone dry head. It digs back in the dirt and pulls out a black leather doctors bag from the ground, brushes the dirt off that as well. Anyone who takes a closer look at this undead visitor notices that the hinges where the jaw connect is held together by metal wires that have been crudely woven together to hold the lower jaw and upper jaw in place. Though it has no eyes, it appears to look around quietly while gripping its doctors bag. It quietly makes its way inside the tavern, keeping a straight posture and walking with a quiet confidence.
Cal watches this with interest.
The skeleton sits down and takes out a leather book of sorts and begins to write in it. As it does, A ghostly figure of a liazrd curls around his shoulder.
Cal walks over and asks, "Mind if I sit here?" while motioning to the chair across from the skeleton.
"Of course" it said, it had a male voice. Its jaw didn't move yet it had a voice.
Cal sits down not disturbed. "Might I ask a question that might be confusing?"
The ground seems to turn over on itself as dirt pulls itself apart. It seems to form a hole that a boney skeleton hand rises out of and grasps the grassy ground to pull itself out. It looks like a normal human skeleton but it has perfectly persevered organs on its inside, A heart, A set of lungs, A stomach, everything, but no skin over it, no blood being pumped through its system, nothing yet they seem to be working, moving, as if they were alive. The skeleton takes a moment to gather itself, putting together its bones to make itself again before pulling a white lab coat with a hood attached to the cloth, from the ground, brushing off the dirt and putting it on. It slips the hood on over its bone dry head. It digs back in the dirt and pulls out a black leather doctors bag from the ground, brushes the dirt off that as well. Anyone who takes a closer look at this undead visitor notices that the hinges where the jaw connect is held together by metal wires that have been crudely woven together to hold the lower jaw and upper jaw in place. Though it has no eyes, it appears to look around quietly while gripping its doctors bag. It quietly makes its way inside the tavern, keeping a straight posture and walking with a quiet confidence.
A small swarm of locusts surrounds it
It watches it. A ghostly apparition of a lizard appears around its shoulder, its tongue seeming to try and catch one.
If its able to actually touch them, then its easily able to catch one
Cal watches this with interest.
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
"Because of Agapē, because that is my purpose in this life."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*tackles*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*I missed you! *Suplexes* *
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
"Agapē? Whats that?"
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
It crawls on it slowly, taking bites out of it
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
The skeleton sits down and takes out a leather book of sorts and begins to write in it. As it does, A ghostly figure of a liazrd curls around his shoulder.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Albwin lets this happen while munching on other strawberries. *Mah boi respects nature*
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
A small swarm of locusts surrounds it
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
*MY OTHER BOY *HUGGLES**
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*😀😀😀😀 as I did, I always miss myself, aren't I awesome XD*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Cal walks over and asks, "Mind if I sit here?" while motioning to the chair across from the skeleton.
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
It watches it. A ghostly apparition of a lizard appears around its shoulder, its tongue seeming to try and catch one.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Good homie* After its eaten about half of the strawberry, it lets out a series of chirps, causing more locusts to come and land on the table, attacking the strawberry
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
Albwin lets this happen, done eating anyways.
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
"Of course" it said, it had a male voice. Its jaw didn't move yet it had a voice.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Yas :D*
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"Universal love... It's the reason some people donate to charity and whatnot."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Cal sits down not disturbed. "Might I ask a question that might be confusing?"
*need description of Cal?*
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
If its able to actually touch them, then its easily able to catch one
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