Krathian is communing with Orvar, but it looks like he's just staring very intently at a silver signet ring, with an emblem in the form of a hand with an eye in its palm. The hand's middle and index fingers are separated, forming a strange gesture that looks like a split-fingered salute, or like the peace sign is being made with four fingers rather than two.
Atta-Dappa is walking quietly through the woods, looking for the recently dead or dying.
The band is playing "Stiletto," Beren is singing
Steve is debating whether to bring Jim "the Pick," into the tavern.
Steve is also reading, "The Styes" from GoS, and is considering dming a pbp campaign.
*Im currently choking because someone in our group seduced a human and all they said was "cute"*
Allison was reading in the library, she was studying under sea races,
Tarus was reading about human emotions.
The mist begins to swirl about on the floors in the library
*Jamming to the original Legend of Zelda theme, covered by VSQ. La vie es bon.*
Allison looks down at her feet and raises an eyebrow
Her ex's sneering face, followed by Krathian's and then Venna's, appears in the twisting strands of the mist.
Allison eyes seem to tear up. "Go..away!" she screams
They disappate in front of her, but reform behind her. She can just barely see a shape looming in her periphery.
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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.
Krathian is communing with Orvar, but it looks like he's just staring very intently at a silver signet ring, with an emblem in the form of a hand with an eye in its palm. The hand's middle and index fingers are separated, forming a strange gesture that looks like a split-fingered salute, or like the peace sign is being made with four fingers rather than two.
Atta-Dappa is walking quietly through the woods, looking for the recently dead or dying.
The band is playing "Stiletto," Beren is singing
Steve is debating whether to bring Jim "the Pick," into the tavern.
Steve is also reading, "The Styes" from GoS, and is considering dming a pbp campaign.
*Im currently choking because someone in our group seduced a human and all they said was "cute"*
Allison was reading in the library, she was studying under sea races,
Tarus was reading about human emotions.
The mist begins to swirl about on the floors in the library
*Jamming to the original Legend of Zelda theme, covered by VSQ. La vie es bon.*
Allison looks down at her feet and raises an eyebrow
Her ex's sneering face, followed by Krathian's and then Venna's, appears in the twisting strands of the mist.
Allison eyes seem to tear up. "Go..away!" she screams
They dissipate in front of her, but reform behind her. She can just barely see a shape looming in her periphery.
Krathian is communing with Orvar, but it looks like he's just staring very intently at a silver signet ring, with an emblem in the form of a hand with an eye in its palm. The hand's middle and index fingers are separated, forming a strange gesture that looks like a split-fingered salute, or like the peace sign is being made with four fingers rather than two.
Atta-Dappa is walking quietly through the woods, looking for the recently dead or dying.
The band is playing "Stiletto," Beren is singing
Steve is debating whether to bring Jim "the Pick," into the tavern.
Steve is also reading, "The Styes" from GoS, and is considering dming a pbp campaign.
*Im currently choking because someone in our group seduced a human and all they said was "cute"*
Allison was reading in the library, she was studying under sea races,
Tarus was reading about human emotions.
The mist begins to swirl about on the floors in the library
*Jamming to the original Legend of Zelda theme, covered by VSQ. La vie es bon.*
Allison looks down at her feet and raises an eyebrow
Her ex's sneering face, followed by Krathian's and then Venna's, appears in the twisting strands of the mist.
Allison eyes seem to tear up. "Go..away!" she screams
They dissipate in front of her, but reform behind her. She can just barely see a shape looming in her periphery.
She grabs her dagger and begins blindly swinging
The shape is a misty facsimile of Krathian, who goes down, 'bleeding' from several chest wounds. Leaking something that looks like stardust from the corner of his mouth, a faraway look and a distant smile on his face. "Thank you ... for the release Allison."
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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.
Krathian is communing with Orvar, but it looks like he's just staring very intently at a silver signet ring, with an emblem in the form of a hand with an eye in its palm. The hand's middle and index fingers are separated, forming a strange gesture that looks like a split-fingered salute, or like the peace sign is being made with four fingers rather than two.
Atta-Dappa is walking quietly through the woods, looking for the recently dead or dying.
The band is playing "Stiletto," Beren is singing
Steve is debating whether to bring Jim "the Pick," into the tavern.
Steve is also reading, "The Styes" from GoS, and is considering dming a pbp campaign.
*Im currently choking because someone in our group seduced a human and all they said was "cute"*
Allison was reading in the library, she was studying under sea races,
Tarus was reading about human emotions.
The mist begins to swirl about on the floors in the library
*Jamming to the original Legend of Zelda theme, covered by VSQ. La vie es bon.*
Allison looks down at her feet and raises an eyebrow
Her ex's sneering face, followed by Krathian's and then Venna's, appears in the twisting strands of the mist.
Allison eyes seem to tear up. "Go..away!" she screams
They dissipate in front of her, but reform behind her. She can just barely see a shape looming in her periphery.
She grabs her dagger and begins blindly swinging
The shape is a misty facsimile of Krathian, who goes down, 'bleeding' from several chest wounds. Leaking something that looks like stardust from the corner of his mouth, a faraway look and a distant smile on his face. "Thank you ... for the release Allison."
Krathian is communing with Orvar, but it looks like he's just staring very intently at a silver signet ring, with an emblem in the form of a hand with an eye in its palm. The hand's middle and index fingers are separated, forming a strange gesture that looks like a split-fingered salute, or like the peace sign is being made with four fingers rather than two.
Atta-Dappa is walking quietly through the woods, looking for the recently dead or dying.
The band is playing "Stiletto," Beren is singing
Steve is debating whether to bring Jim "the Pick," into the tavern.
Steve is also reading, "The Styes" from GoS, and is considering dming a pbp campaign.
*Im currently choking because someone in our group seduced a human and all they said was "cute"*
Allison was reading in the library, she was studying under sea races,
Tarus was reading about human emotions.
The mist begins to swirl about on the floors in the library
*Jamming to the original Legend of Zelda theme, covered by VSQ. La vie es bon.*
Allison looks down at her feet and raises an eyebrow
Her ex's sneering face, followed by Krathian's and then Venna's, appears in the twisting strands of the mist.
Allison eyes seem to tear up. "Go..away!" she screams
They dissipate in front of her, but reform behind her. She can just barely see a shape looming in her periphery.
She grabs her dagger and begins blindly swinging
The shape is a misty facsimile of Krathian, who goes down, 'bleeding' from several chest wounds. Leaking something that looks like stardust from the corner of his mouth, a faraway look and a distant smile on his face. "Thank you ... for the release Allison."
*is this real krathian or fake krathian?*
*Fake Krathian*
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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.
Krathian is communing with Orvar, but it looks like he's just staring very intently at a silver signet ring, with an emblem in the form of a hand with an eye in its palm. The hand's middle and index fingers are separated, forming a strange gesture that looks like a split-fingered salute, or like the peace sign is being made with four fingers rather than two.
Atta-Dappa is walking quietly through the woods, looking for the recently dead or dying.
The band is playing "Stiletto," Beren is singing
Steve is debating whether to bring Jim "the Pick," into the tavern.
Steve is also reading, "The Styes" from GoS, and is considering dming a pbp campaign.
*Im currently choking because someone in our group seduced a human and all they said was "cute"*
Allison was reading in the library, she was studying under sea races,
Tarus was reading about human emotions.
The mist begins to swirl about on the floors in the library
*Jamming to the original Legend of Zelda theme, covered by VSQ. La vie es bon.*
Allison looks down at her feet and raises an eyebrow
Her ex's sneering face, followed by Krathian's and then Venna's, appears in the twisting strands of the mist.
Allison eyes seem to tear up. "Go..away!" she screams
They dissipate in front of her, but reform behind her. She can just barely see a shape looming in her periphery.
She grabs her dagger and begins blindly swinging
The shape is a misty facsimile of Krathian, who goes down, 'bleeding' from several chest wounds. Leaking something that looks like stardust from the corner of his mouth, a faraway look and a distant smile on his face. "Thank you ... for the release Allison."
*is this real krathian or fake krathian?*
*Fake Krathian*
She drops the knife, tears streaming down her face.
Krathian is communing with Orvar, but it looks like he's just staring very intently at a silver signet ring, with an emblem in the form of a hand with an eye in its palm. The hand's middle and index fingers are separated, forming a strange gesture that looks like a split-fingered salute, or like the peace sign is being made with four fingers rather than two.
Atta-Dappa is walking quietly through the woods, looking for the recently dead or dying.
The band is playing "Stiletto," Beren is singing
Steve is debating whether to bring Jim "the Pick," into the tavern.
Steve is also reading, "The Styes" from GoS, and is considering dming a pbp campaign.
*Im currently choking because someone in our group seduced a human and all they said was "cute"*
Allison was reading in the library, she was studying under sea races,
Tarus was reading about human emotions.
The mist begins to swirl about on the floors in the library
*Jamming to the original Legend of Zelda theme, covered by VSQ. La vie es bon.*
Allison looks down at her feet and raises an eyebrow
Her ex's sneering face, followed by Krathian's and then Venna's, appears in the twisting strands of the mist.
Allison eyes seem to tear up. "Go..away!" she screams
They dissipate in front of her, but reform behind her. She can just barely see a shape looming in her periphery.
She grabs her dagger and begins blindly swinging
The shape is a misty facsimile of Krathian, who goes down, 'bleeding' from several chest wounds. Leaking something that looks like stardust from the corner of his mouth, a faraway look and a distant smile on his face. "Thank you ... for the release Allison."
*is this real krathian or fake krathian?*
*Fake Krathian*
She drops the knife, tears streaming down her face.
Real Krathian walks in and gusts the mists out of the room. "Huh, I never imagined I'd look like that when I died. I looked too inebriated."
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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.
Krathian is communing with Orvar, but it looks like he's just staring very intently at a silver signet ring, with an emblem in the form of a hand with an eye in its palm. The hand's middle and index fingers are separated, forming a strange gesture that looks like a split-fingered salute, or like the peace sign is being made with four fingers rather than two.
Atta-Dappa is walking quietly through the woods, looking for the recently dead or dying.
The band is playing "Stiletto," Beren is singing
Steve is debating whether to bring Jim "the Pick," into the tavern.
Steve is also reading, "The Styes" from GoS, and is considering dming a pbp campaign.
*Im currently choking because someone in our group seduced a human and all they said was "cute"*
Allison was reading in the library, she was studying under sea races,
Tarus was reading about human emotions.
The mist begins to swirl about on the floors in the library
*Jamming to the original Legend of Zelda theme, covered by VSQ. La vie es bon.*
Allison looks down at her feet and raises an eyebrow
Her ex's sneering face, followed by Krathian's and then Venna's, appears in the twisting strands of the mist.
Allison eyes seem to tear up. "Go..away!" she screams
They dissipate in front of her, but reform behind her. She can just barely see a shape looming in her periphery.
She grabs her dagger and begins blindly swinging
The shape is a misty facsimile of Krathian, who goes down, 'bleeding' from several chest wounds. Leaking something that looks like stardust from the corner of his mouth, a faraway look and a distant smile on his face. "Thank you ... for the release Allison."
*is this real krathian or fake krathian?*
*Fake Krathian*
She drops the knife, tears streaming down her face.
Real Krathian walks in and gusts the mists out of the room. "Huh, I never imagined I'd look like that when I died. I looked too inebriated."
Allison was currently on a panic and emotion attack
Krathian is communing with Orvar, but it looks like he's just staring very intently at a silver signet ring, with an emblem in the form of a hand with an eye in its palm. The hand's middle and index fingers are separated, forming a strange gesture that looks like a split-fingered salute, or like the peace sign is being made with four fingers rather than two.
Atta-Dappa is walking quietly through the woods, looking for the recently dead or dying.
The band is playing "Stiletto," Beren is singing
Steve is debating whether to bring Jim "the Pick," into the tavern.
Steve is also reading, "The Styes" from GoS, and is considering dming a pbp campaign.
*Im currently choking because someone in our group seduced a human and all they said was "cute"*
Allison was reading in the library, she was studying under sea races,
Tarus was reading about human emotions.
The mist begins to swirl about on the floors in the library
*Jamming to the original Legend of Zelda theme, covered by VSQ. La vie es bon.*
Allison looks down at her feet and raises an eyebrow
Her ex's sneering face, followed by Krathian's and then Venna's, appears in the twisting strands of the mist.
Allison eyes seem to tear up. "Go..away!" she screams
They dissipate in front of her, but reform behind her. She can just barely see a shape looming in her periphery.
She grabs her dagger and begins blindly swinging
The shape is a misty facsimile of Krathian, who goes down, 'bleeding' from several chest wounds. Leaking something that looks like stardust from the corner of his mouth, a faraway look and a distant smile on his face. "Thank you ... for the release Allison."
*is this real krathian or fake krathian?*
*Fake Krathian*
She drops the knife, tears streaming down her face.
Real Krathian walks in and gusts the mists out of the room. "Huh, I never imagined I'd look like that when I died. I looked too inebriated."
Allison was currently on a panic and emotion attack
He shrugs, looking at the spot where Frathian (Fake Krathian) died, before noticing Allison's emotional pain. He walks over to her and puts his hands on her shoulders, "Love," he says, a sad smile on his face "I know you would never hurt me. These visions are nothing more than visions."
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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.
Krathian is communing with Orvar, but it looks like he's just staring very intently at a silver signet ring, with an emblem in the form of a hand with an eye in its palm. The hand's middle and index fingers are separated, forming a strange gesture that looks like a split-fingered salute, or like the peace sign is being made with four fingers rather than two.
Atta-Dappa is walking quietly through the woods, looking for the recently dead or dying.
The band is playing "Stiletto," Beren is singing
Steve is debating whether to bring Jim "the Pick," into the tavern.
Steve is also reading, "The Styes" from GoS, and is considering dming a pbp campaign.
*Im currently choking because someone in our group seduced a human and all they said was "cute"*
Allison was reading in the library, she was studying under sea races,
Tarus was reading about human emotions.
The mist begins to swirl about on the floors in the library
*Jamming to the original Legend of Zelda theme, covered by VSQ. La vie es bon.*
Allison looks down at her feet and raises an eyebrow
Her ex's sneering face, followed by Krathian's and then Venna's, appears in the twisting strands of the mist.
Allison eyes seem to tear up. "Go..away!" she screams
They dissipate in front of her, but reform behind her. She can just barely see a shape looming in her periphery.
She grabs her dagger and begins blindly swinging
The shape is a misty facsimile of Krathian, who goes down, 'bleeding' from several chest wounds. Leaking something that looks like stardust from the corner of his mouth, a faraway look and a distant smile on his face. "Thank you ... for the release Allison."
*is this real krathian or fake krathian?*
*Fake Krathian*
She drops the knife, tears streaming down her face.
Real Krathian walks in and gusts the mists out of the room. "Huh, I never imagined I'd look like that when I died. I looked too inebriated."
Allison was currently on a panic and emotion attack
He shrugs, looking at the spot where Frathian (Fake Krathian) died, before noticing Allison's emotional pain. He walks over to her and puts his hands on her shoulders, "Love," he says, a sad smile on his face "I know you would never hurt me. These visions are nothing more than visions."
"Kill me Krathian, I can't handle them following me around. Everything weighs upon me every time i see them. Im so afraid of hurting you" she said, grapping his shirt collar
Ringmaster hears the conversation occurring upstairs. "Is there a problem?"
Elayne is furious and doesn’t notice him at first.
Ringmaster speaks up slightly, but his voice is still calm. "Is there a problem?"
Elayne looks at him. “My boyfriend and I are having a fight. Sorry we disturbed you.”
"It isn't a problem, as long as you don't do anything too drastic. Is there anything I could possibly help with?"
*Do you or Alaric need a description.*
"Would you know how to kill a god?" Damien asks
"Interesting question. And not one I would answer on the offhand. Why do you wish to know?"
"...Insurance. Because right now, a dead god may just be what i need."
"I have no reason to believe that telling you such a thing would cause anything but suffering. Feel free to attempt to convince me otherwise."
"Existence is a form of suffering. If you do not give me it, nothing will change from if you do give me it."
"I'm not talking about suffering for you. I trust that you will manage your own life, no matter how wise or foolish your choices may be."
"I wasn't refering to myself either."
"Who were you referring to, then? Do you really believe that the death of a god would change nothing in the multiverse?"
"I belive it would change. Would the death of a chaotic being bring sadness?"
"Reality is chaos. A chaotic being has little difference from a regular being without further specifications."
"Then no suffering will be had, i can promise that. Should that promise be broken, you may cleave my head from my shoulders."
"How do I know that you won't use this god to become more powerful?"
"You don't. However, i don't crave power."
"Do you have any proof?"
"I could take over random towns easily, but i honestly don't see the point."
"That still doesn't give me a reason why I should tell you this."
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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.
Krathian is communing with Orvar, but it looks like he's just staring very intently at a silver signet ring, with an emblem in the form of a hand with an eye in its palm. The hand's middle and index fingers are separated, forming a strange gesture that looks like a split-fingered salute, or like the peace sign is being made with four fingers rather than two.
Atta-Dappa is walking quietly through the woods, looking for the recently dead or dying.
The band is playing "Stiletto," Beren is singing
Steve is debating whether to bring Jim "the Pick," into the tavern.
Steve is also reading, "The Styes" from GoS, and is considering dming a pbp campaign.
*Im currently choking because someone in our group seduced a human and all they said was "cute"*
Allison was reading in the library, she was studying under sea races,
Tarus was reading about human emotions.
The mist begins to swirl about on the floors in the library
*Jamming to the original Legend of Zelda theme, covered by VSQ. La vie es bon.*
Allison looks down at her feet and raises an eyebrow
Her ex's sneering face, followed by Krathian's and then Venna's, appears in the twisting strands of the mist.
Allison eyes seem to tear up. "Go..away!" she screams
They dissipate in front of her, but reform behind her. She can just barely see a shape looming in her periphery.
She grabs her dagger and begins blindly swinging
The shape is a misty facsimile of Krathian, who goes down, 'bleeding' from several chest wounds. Leaking something that looks like stardust from the corner of his mouth, a faraway look and a distant smile on his face. "Thank you ... for the release Allison."
*is this real krathian or fake krathian?*
*Fake Krathian*
She drops the knife, tears streaming down her face.
Real Krathian walks in and gusts the mists out of the room. "Huh, I never imagined I'd look like that when I died. I looked too inebriated."
Allison was currently on a panic and emotion attack
He shrugs, looking at the spot where Frathian (Fake Krathian) died, before noticing Allison's emotional pain. He walks over to her and puts his hands on her shoulders, "Love," he says, a sad smile on his face "I know you would never hurt me. These visions are nothing more than visions."
"Kill me Krathian, I can't handle them following me around. Everything weighs upon me every time i see them. Im so afraid of hurting you" she said, grapping his shirt collar
The smile disappears from his face, it hardens. "No, not under any circumstance will I kill you. That would make me a worse person than the mists make you fear you will become."
Krathian is communing with Orvar, but it looks like he's just staring very intently at a silver signet ring, with an emblem in the form of a hand with an eye in its palm. The hand's middle and index fingers are separated, forming a strange gesture that looks like a split-fingered salute, or like the peace sign is being made with four fingers rather than two.
Atta-Dappa is walking quietly through the woods, looking for the recently dead or dying.
The band is playing "Stiletto," Beren is singing
Steve is debating whether to bring Jim "the Pick," into the tavern.
Steve is also reading, "The Styes" from GoS, and is considering dming a pbp campaign.
*Im currently choking because someone in our group seduced a human and all they said was "cute"*
Allison was reading in the library, she was studying under sea races,
Tarus was reading about human emotions.
The mist begins to swirl about on the floors in the library
*Jamming to the original Legend of Zelda theme, covered by VSQ. La vie es bon.*
Allison looks down at her feet and raises an eyebrow
Her ex's sneering face, followed by Krathian's and then Venna's, appears in the twisting strands of the mist.
Allison eyes seem to tear up. "Go..away!" she screams
They dissipate in front of her, but reform behind her. She can just barely see a shape looming in her periphery.
She grabs her dagger and begins blindly swinging
The shape is a misty facsimile of Krathian, who goes down, 'bleeding' from several chest wounds. Leaking something that looks like stardust from the corner of his mouth, a faraway look and a distant smile on his face. "Thank you ... for the release Allison."
*is this real krathian or fake krathian?*
*Fake Krathian*
She drops the knife, tears streaming down her face.
Real Krathian walks in and gusts the mists out of the room. "Huh, I never imagined I'd look like that when I died. I looked too inebriated."
Allison was currently on a panic and emotion attack
He shrugs, looking at the spot where Frathian (Fake Krathian) died, before noticing Allison's emotional pain. He walks over to her and puts his hands on her shoulders, "Love," he says, a sad smile on his face "I know you would never hurt me. These visions are nothing more than visions."
"Kill me Krathian, I can't handle them following me around. Everything weighs upon me every time i see them. Im so afraid of hurting you" she said, grapping his shirt collar
The smile disappears from his face, it hardens. "No, not under any circumstance will I kill you. That would make me a worse person than the mists make you fear you will become."
She pulls away from him, staggering a bit. "Then i can't stay here" she said, wiping her eyes
Krathian is communing with Orvar, but it looks like he's just staring very intently at a silver signet ring, with an emblem in the form of a hand with an eye in its palm. The hand's middle and index fingers are separated, forming a strange gesture that looks like a split-fingered salute, or like the peace sign is being made with four fingers rather than two.
Atta-Dappa is walking quietly through the woods, looking for the recently dead or dying.
The band is playing "Stiletto," Beren is singing
Steve is debating whether to bring Jim "the Pick," into the tavern.
Steve is also reading, "The Styes" from GoS, and is considering dming a pbp campaign.
*Im currently choking because someone in our group seduced a human and all they said was "cute"*
Allison was reading in the library, she was studying under sea races,
Tarus was reading about human emotions.
The mist begins to swirl about on the floors in the library
*Jamming to the original Legend of Zelda theme, covered by VSQ. La vie es bon.*
Allison looks down at her feet and raises an eyebrow
Her ex's sneering face, followed by Krathian's and then Venna's, appears in the twisting strands of the mist.
Allison eyes seem to tear up. "Go..away!" she screams
They dissipate in front of her, but reform behind her. She can just barely see a shape looming in her periphery.
She grabs her dagger and begins blindly swinging
The shape is a misty facsimile of Krathian, who goes down, 'bleeding' from several chest wounds. Leaking something that looks like stardust from the corner of his mouth, a faraway look and a distant smile on his face. "Thank you ... for the release Allison."
*is this real krathian or fake krathian?*
*Fake Krathian*
She drops the knife, tears streaming down her face.
Real Krathian walks in and gusts the mists out of the room. "Huh, I never imagined I'd look like that when I died. I looked too inebriated."
Allison was currently on a panic and emotion attack
He shrugs, looking at the spot where Frathian (Fake Krathian) died, before noticing Allison's emotional pain. He walks over to her and puts his hands on her shoulders, "Love," he says, a sad smile on his face "I know you would never hurt me. These visions are nothing more than visions."
"Kill me Krathian, I can't handle them following me around. Everything weighs upon me every time i see them. Im so afraid of hurting you" she said, grapping his shirt collar
The smile disappears from his face, it hardens. "No, not under any circumstance will I kill you. That would make me a worse person than the mists make you fear you will become."
She pulls away from him, staggering a bit. "Then i can't stay here" she said, wiping her eyes
"If it keeps you from harm, then godspeed to you, but I'm not sure it will. Furthermore, I think it might do some good to see this godless debauchery of all that is or should be destroyed."
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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.
Krathian is communing with Orvar, but it looks like he's just staring very intently at a silver signet ring, with an emblem in the form of a hand with an eye in its palm. The hand's middle and index fingers are separated, forming a strange gesture that looks like a split-fingered salute, or like the peace sign is being made with four fingers rather than two.
Atta-Dappa is walking quietly through the woods, looking for the recently dead or dying.
The band is playing "Stiletto," Beren is singing
Steve is debating whether to bring Jim "the Pick," into the tavern.
Steve is also reading, "The Styes" from GoS, and is considering dming a pbp campaign.
*Im currently choking because someone in our group seduced a human and all they said was "cute"*
Allison was reading in the library, she was studying under sea races,
Tarus was reading about human emotions.
The mist begins to swirl about on the floors in the library
*Jamming to the original Legend of Zelda theme, covered by VSQ. La vie es bon.*
Allison looks down at her feet and raises an eyebrow
Her ex's sneering face, followed by Krathian's and then Venna's, appears in the twisting strands of the mist.
Allison eyes seem to tear up. "Go..away!" she screams
They dissipate in front of her, but reform behind her. She can just barely see a shape looming in her periphery.
She grabs her dagger and begins blindly swinging
The shape is a misty facsimile of Krathian, who goes down, 'bleeding' from several chest wounds. Leaking something that looks like stardust from the corner of his mouth, a faraway look and a distant smile on his face. "Thank you ... for the release Allison."
*is this real krathian or fake krathian?*
*Fake Krathian*
She drops the knife, tears streaming down her face.
Real Krathian walks in and gusts the mists out of the room. "Huh, I never imagined I'd look like that when I died. I looked too inebriated."
Allison was currently on a panic and emotion attack
He shrugs, looking at the spot where Frathian (Fake Krathian) died, before noticing Allison's emotional pain. He walks over to her and puts his hands on her shoulders, "Love," he says, a sad smile on his face "I know you would never hurt me. These visions are nothing more than visions."
"Kill me Krathian, I can't handle them following me around. Everything weighs upon me every time i see them. Im so afraid of hurting you" she said, grapping his shirt collar
The smile disappears from his face, it hardens. "No, not under any circumstance will I kill you. That would make me a worse person than the mists make you fear you will become."
She pulls away from him, staggering a bit. "Then i can't stay here" she said, wiping her eyes
"If it keeps you from harm, then godspeed to you, but I'm not sure it will. Furthermore, I think it might do some good to see this godless debauchery of all that is or should be destroyed."
She stares at him "Krathian, in no way will i tell you how to get to Ezekiel..... i Can't tell you"
Krathian is communing with Orvar, but it looks like he's just staring very intently at a silver signet ring, with an emblem in the form of a hand with an eye in its palm. The hand's middle and index fingers are separated, forming a strange gesture that looks like a split-fingered salute, or like the peace sign is being made with four fingers rather than two.
Atta-Dappa is walking quietly through the woods, looking for the recently dead or dying.
The band is playing "Stiletto," Beren is singing
Steve is debating whether to bring Jim "the Pick," into the tavern.
Steve is also reading, "The Styes" from GoS, and is considering dming a pbp campaign.
*Im currently choking because someone in our group seduced a human and all they said was "cute"*
Allison was reading in the library, she was studying under sea races,
Tarus was reading about human emotions.
The mist begins to swirl about on the floors in the library
*Jamming to the original Legend of Zelda theme, covered by VSQ. La vie es bon.*
Allison looks down at her feet and raises an eyebrow
Her ex's sneering face, followed by Krathian's and then Venna's, appears in the twisting strands of the mist.
Allison eyes seem to tear up. "Go..away!" she screams
They dissipate in front of her, but reform behind her. She can just barely see a shape looming in her periphery.
She grabs her dagger and begins blindly swinging
The shape is a misty facsimile of Krathian, who goes down, 'bleeding' from several chest wounds. Leaking something that looks like stardust from the corner of his mouth, a faraway look and a distant smile on his face. "Thank you ... for the release Allison."
*is this real krathian or fake krathian?*
*Fake Krathian*
She drops the knife, tears streaming down her face.
Real Krathian walks in and gusts the mists out of the room. "Huh, I never imagined I'd look like that when I died. I looked too inebriated."
Allison was currently on a panic and emotion attack
He shrugs, looking at the spot where Frathian (Fake Krathian) died, before noticing Allison's emotional pain. He walks over to her and puts his hands on her shoulders, "Love," he says, a sad smile on his face "I know you would never hurt me. These visions are nothing more than visions."
"Kill me Krathian, I can't handle them following me around. Everything weighs upon me every time i see them. Im so afraid of hurting you" she said, grapping his shirt collar
The smile disappears from his face, it hardens. "No, not under any circumstance will I kill you. That would make me a worse person than the mists make you fear you will become."
She pulls away from him, staggering a bit. "Then i can't stay here" she said, wiping her eyes
"If it keeps you from harm, then godspeed to you, but I'm not sure it will. Furthermore, I think it might do some good to see this godless debauchery of all that is or should be destroyed."
She stares at him "Krathian, in no way will i tell you how to get to Ezekiel..... i Can't tell you"
She can see something dark drift behind his eyes when she mentions ... that name. "Ezekiel I will deal with when the time comes, it is not he to whom I refer, however. I think these visions are caused by the mist, and I intend to first bring about its end.
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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.
Krathian is communing with Orvar, but it looks like he's just staring very intently at a silver signet ring, with an emblem in the form of a hand with an eye in its palm. The hand's middle and index fingers are separated, forming a strange gesture that looks like a split-fingered salute, or like the peace sign is being made with four fingers rather than two.
Atta-Dappa is walking quietly through the woods, looking for the recently dead or dying.
The band is playing "Stiletto," Beren is singing
Steve is debating whether to bring Jim "the Pick," into the tavern.
Steve is also reading, "The Styes" from GoS, and is considering dming a pbp campaign.
*Im currently choking because someone in our group seduced a human and all they said was "cute"*
Allison was reading in the library, she was studying under sea races,
Tarus was reading about human emotions.
The mist begins to swirl about on the floors in the library
*Jamming to the original Legend of Zelda theme, covered by VSQ. La vie es bon.*
Allison looks down at her feet and raises an eyebrow
Her ex's sneering face, followed by Krathian's and then Venna's, appears in the twisting strands of the mist.
Allison eyes seem to tear up. "Go..away!" she screams
They dissipate in front of her, but reform behind her. She can just barely see a shape looming in her periphery.
She grabs her dagger and begins blindly swinging
The shape is a misty facsimile of Krathian, who goes down, 'bleeding' from several chest wounds. Leaking something that looks like stardust from the corner of his mouth, a faraway look and a distant smile on his face. "Thank you ... for the release Allison."
*is this real krathian or fake krathian?*
*Fake Krathian*
She drops the knife, tears streaming down her face.
Real Krathian walks in and gusts the mists out of the room. "Huh, I never imagined I'd look like that when I died. I looked too inebriated."
Allison was currently on a panic and emotion attack
He shrugs, looking at the spot where Frathian (Fake Krathian) died, before noticing Allison's emotional pain. He walks over to her and puts his hands on her shoulders, "Love," he says, a sad smile on his face "I know you would never hurt me. These visions are nothing more than visions."
"Kill me Krathian, I can't handle them following me around. Everything weighs upon me every time i see them. Im so afraid of hurting you" she said, grapping his shirt collar
The smile disappears from his face, it hardens. "No, not under any circumstance will I kill you. That would make me a worse person than the mists make you fear you will become."
She pulls away from him, staggering a bit. "Then i can't stay here" she said, wiping her eyes
"If it keeps you from harm, then godspeed to you, but I'm not sure it will. Furthermore, I think it might do some good to see this godless debauchery of all that is or should be destroyed."
She stares at him "Krathian, in no way will i tell you how to get to Ezekiel..... i Can't tell you"
She can see something dark drift behind his eyes when she mentions ... that name. "Ezekiel I will deal with when the time comes, it is not he to whom I refer, however. I think these visions are caused by the mist, and I intend to first bring about its end.
She sighs "Ok then.. i was worried" she said
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𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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They disappate in front of her, but reform behind her. She can just barely see a shape looming in her periphery.
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"
She grabs her dagger and begins blindly swinging
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
The shape is a misty facsimile of Krathian, who goes down, 'bleeding' from several chest wounds. Leaking something that looks like stardust from the corner of his mouth, a faraway look and a distant smile on his face. "Thank you ... for the release Allison."
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"
"I could take over random towns easily, but i honestly don't see the point."
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
*is this real krathian or fake krathian?*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Fake Krathian*
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"
She drops the knife, tears streaming down her face.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Real Krathian walks in and gusts the mists out of the room. "Huh, I never imagined I'd look like that when I died. I looked too inebriated."
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"
Allison was currently on a panic and emotion attack
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He shrugs, looking at the spot where Frathian (Fake Krathian) died, before noticing Allison's emotional pain. He walks over to her and puts his hands on her shoulders, "Love," he says, a sad smile on his face "I know you would never hurt me. These visions are nothing more than visions."
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"
"Kill me Krathian, I can't handle them following me around. Everything weighs upon me every time i see them. Im so afraid of hurting you" she said, grapping his shirt collar
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"That still doesn't give me a reason why I should tell you this."
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall.
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Homebrew (Mostly Outdated): Magic Items, Monsters, Spells, Subclasses
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*Howdy, dunno whats happening rn*
Damien is talking with solonar
Poppy is hiding in the rafters
Azazel is staring at the sky
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 smile disappears from his face, it hardens. "No, not under any circumstance will I kill you. That would make me a worse person than the mists make you fear you will become."
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"
She pulls away from him, staggering a bit. "Then i can't stay here" she said, wiping her eyes
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"If it keeps you from harm, then godspeed to you, but I'm not sure it will. Furthermore, I think it might do some good to see this godless debauchery of all that is or should be destroyed."
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"
"i doesent have to be just you, i might be able to help, i have a vast array of books not avalible to the public"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
She stares at him "Krathian, in no way will i tell you how to get to Ezekiel..... i Can't tell you"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
She can see something dark drift behind his eyes when she mentions ... that name. "Ezekiel I will deal with when the time comes, it is not he to whom I refer, however. I think these visions are caused by the mist, and I intend to first bring about its end.
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"
She sighs "Ok then.. i was worried" she said
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘