"So desire for independence." They add, now looking for a bowl
He thinks for a minute. "I guess in a way, yes. I'm not looking to abandon my position. I just prefer being treated for who I am rather than what position I have."
"Which is independence, independence from bias and that desire is... Understandible. Your mother is quiet... The conversationist and charming."
He pauses, and nods. "Fair point. And that she is, although she is fearsome on the battlefield, being a chosen of Mystra and all."
"I see... May I inquire unto your families relationship with the gods?"
He pauses again. "What exactly do you mean, Gwen?"
"So desire for independence." They add, now looking for a bowl
He thinks for a minute. "I guess in a way, yes. I'm not looking to abandon my position. I just prefer being treated for who I am rather than what position I have."
"Which is independence, independence from bias and that desire is... Understandible. Your mother is quiet... The conversationist and charming."
He pauses, and nods. "Fair point. And that she is, although she is fearsome on the battlefield, being a chosen of Mystra and all."
"I see... May I inquire unto your families relationship with the gods?"
He pauses again. "What exactly do you mean, Gwen?"
"Your a chosen, your mother is a chosen, I have not met neither your father nor any siblings but... I sense a trend." She elaborates, muttering things to herself
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"So desire for independence." They add, now looking for a bowl
He thinks for a minute. "I guess in a way, yes. I'm not looking to abandon my position. I just prefer being treated for who I am rather than what position I have."
"Which is independence, independence from bias and that desire is... Understandible. Your mother is quiet... The conversationist and charming."
He pauses, and nods. "Fair point. And that she is, although she is fearsome on the battlefield, being a chosen of Mystra and all."
"I see... May I inquire unto your families relationship with the gods?"
He pauses again. "What exactly do you mean, Gwen?"
"Your a chosen, your mother is a chosen, I have not met neither your father nor any siblings but... I sense a trend." She elaborates, muttering things to herself
He laughs. "No. Me and mother are unique in that respect."
My sword rather dislikes you, fallen. As for being a Chosen, I am not. My grandfather was a Solar, but I am no more a chosen than most other mortals.
Your sword's opinion is irrelevant to me. Is your grandfather still alive and well?
He is, and is the patron for my older brother, who is somewhere around here. He pauses for a minute, before finally sliding the sword away, which seems to try and resist him slightly. "I'm Egrien, Captain of the Guardians of the peace."
"You may call me Reverence." He eyes the sword curiously.
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"So desire for independence." They add, now looking for a bowl
He thinks for a minute. "I guess in a way, yes. I'm not looking to abandon my position. I just prefer being treated for who I am rather than what position I have."
"Which is independence, independence from bias and that desire is... Understandible. Your mother is quiet... The conversationist and charming."
He pauses, and nods. "Fair point. And that she is, although she is fearsome on the battlefield, being a chosen of Mystra and all."
"I see... May I inquire unto your families relationship with the gods?"
He pauses again. "What exactly do you mean, Gwen?"
"Your a chosen, your mother is a chosen, I have not met neither your father nor any siblings but... I sense a trend." She elaborates, muttering things to herself
He laughs. "No. Me and mother are unique in that respect."
"And such a respect that is, to be deemed wise and just enough by the literal powers that be." Gwen complements Soldaer and The Queen
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Outside the tavern, a large shadowy, clawed hand seems to punch through the air, dragging down until it creates what looks like a literal tear in perceivable reality. Once it's large enough, a second claw shoots out, prying the tear open until it's wide enough for a large creature to step through. The claws shrink back and a tall figure, about 6'10", steps through the new portal. It's a man with a rather angelic appearance, eyes glowing with an almost ghostly radiance. He's dressed in half plated armor colored black and adorned in skeletal dragons, no visible weapons. His skin is pale and grayish, hair a stark white and messy in an almost graceful way. The most notable feature of this person though is his pair of massive black, feathered wings. The edges are white and spectral. The man approaches the tavern, ordering a white wine.
Rija looks down at what she was drinking, and poors the rest off the roof
He raises an eyebrow but doesn't comment.
She smiles sheepishly, waving a bit
Reverence looks away, heading back inside.
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"I see, well I hope you find said rest. So... Um... Want a fortune teller or something?" Raphael asks, attempting to continue the conversation
Roran is in the rafters, hiding. His eyes are wide and he has a hand over his mouth to keep his breathing silent.
"A fortune teller? What do you mean?" He asks curiously.
"A paper peice of hedge wizardry. Just thought it would be a friendly offer."
To Roran: are you okay?
Cause a distraction.
Reverence considers it for a moment. "I would not mind a fortune teller."
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My sword rather dislikes you, fallen. As for being a Chosen, I am not. My grandfather was a Solar, but I am no more a chosen than most other mortals.
Your sword's opinion is irrelevant to me. Is your grandfather still alive and well?
He is, and is the patron for my older brother, who is somewhere around here. He pauses for a minute, before finally sliding the sword away, which seems to try and resist him slightly. "I'm Egrien, Captain of the Guardians of the peace."
"You may call me Reverence." He eyes the sword curiously.
Even at this distance, he can sense a powerful holy aura coming from the sword. "Pleasure to meet you, Reverence. What brings you here?" He shifts slightly, he red-gold wings shifting and adjusting his armor slightly.
Desperationis Contraspem walks in(again.) He carries a mace, and looks like a normal deva, just not as perfect and covered in scars
Reverence gives him a side eye.
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"So desire for independence." They add, now looking for a bowl
He thinks for a minute. "I guess in a way, yes. I'm not looking to abandon my position. I just prefer being treated for who I am rather than what position I have."
"Which is independence, independence from bias and that desire is... Understandible. Your mother is quiet... The conversationist and charming."
He pauses, and nods. "Fair point. And that she is, although she is fearsome on the battlefield, being a chosen of Mystra and all."
"I see... May I inquire unto your families relationship with the gods?"
He pauses again. "What exactly do you mean, Gwen?"
"Your a chosen, your mother is a chosen, I have not met neither your father nor any siblings but... I sense a trend." She elaborates, muttering things to herself
He laughs. "No. Me and mother are unique in that respect."
"And such a respect that is, to be deemed wise and just enough by the literal powers that be." Gwen complements Soldaer and The Queen
He flushes slightly. "Thank you, Gwen." He says a little quietly, going back to tending the filets.
My sword rather dislikes you, fallen. As for being a Chosen, I am not. My grandfather was a Solar, but I am no more a chosen than most other mortals.
Your sword's opinion is irrelevant to me. Is your grandfather still alive and well?
He is, and is the patron for my older brother, who is somewhere around here. He pauses for a minute, before finally sliding the sword away, which seems to try and resist him slightly. "I'm Egrien, Captain of the Guardians of the peace."
"You may call me Reverence." He eyes the sword curiously.
Even at this distance, he can sense a powerful holy aura coming from the sword. "Pleasure to meet you, Reverence. What brings you here?" He shifts slightly, he red-gold wings shifting and adjusting his armor slightly.
"Curiosity." He gestures. "Your sword, what is it?"
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they produce one from their pocket and gift it to the fallen "here, and anything else I might do for you?"
I'll pay you.
He takes it. "How does this work? I have only ever received fortunes from a live entity."
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"So desire for independence." They add, now looking for a bowl
He thinks for a minute. "I guess in a way, yes. I'm not looking to abandon my position. I just prefer being treated for who I am rather than what position I have."
"Which is independence, independence from bias and that desire is... Understandible. Your mother is quiet... The conversationist and charming."
He pauses, and nods. "Fair point. And that she is, although she is fearsome on the battlefield, being a chosen of Mystra and all."
"I see... May I inquire unto your families relationship with the gods?"
He pauses again. "What exactly do you mean, Gwen?"
"Your a chosen, your mother is a chosen, I have not met neither your father nor any siblings but... I sense a trend." She elaborates, muttering things to herself
He laughs. "No. Me and mother are unique in that respect."
"And such a respect that is, to be deemed wise and just enough by the literal powers that be." Gwen complements Soldaer and The Queen
He flushes slightly. "Thank you, Gwen." He says a little quietly, going back to tending the filets.
"I'll be quiet." She responds, believing that she has gone a bit too far with the praise
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"No." He says, before quickly adding, "I.... don't like trusting other people with it."
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"I am sorry for pushing them." He says, solemnly
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He pauses again. "What exactly do you mean, Gwen?"
"Your a chosen, your mother is a chosen, I have not met neither your father nor any siblings but... I sense a trend." She elaborates, muttering things to herself
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"Its no issue."
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"So... If not the gun, what do you want to discuss?"
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He laughs. "No. Me and mother are unique in that respect."
"You may call me Reverence." He eyes the sword curiously.
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"And such a respect that is, to be deemed wise and just enough by the literal powers that be." Gwen complements Soldaer and The Queen
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Reverence looks away, heading back inside.
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Cause a distraction.
Reverence considers it for a moment. "I would not mind a fortune teller."
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Even at this distance, he can sense a powerful holy aura coming from the sword. "Pleasure to meet you, Reverence. What brings you here?" He shifts slightly, he red-gold wings shifting and adjusting his armor slightly.
Reverence gives him a side eye.
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for what cause?
they produce one from their pocket and gift it to the fallen "here, and anything else I might do for you?"
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He flushes slightly. "Thank you, Gwen." He says a little quietly, going back to tending the filets.
"Curiosity." He gestures. "Your sword, what is it?"
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"A fellow fallen. Greetings."
N/A
I'll pay you.
He takes it. "How does this work? I have only ever received fortunes from a live entity."
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"I'll be quiet." She responds, believing that she has gone a bit too far with the praise
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*got to go for a bit*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now