*Basically anyone. gonna be a little slow on responses; started a new hardcore world after I died to a tiger in the last one.*
The gray render... trots? over to Tallia, studying the tabaxi
She looks at it curiously. Hello there. Can I help ya with something?"
A series of thoughts are swirling through the gray render's brain
Find master, hunt, search, food... but upon making mental contact a new one enters their head Someone hiding as they bat at their eyes, confused where the sound is coming from
She cocks her head. You lost your master?
They begin to spin around, looking for the source of the telepathy
She laughs. "I'm right in front of you."
They stop spinning, turn to them. After looking at them for a while, they sneeze
She giggles. "You lost your master?"
They tilt their head to one side, then to the other.
*Nature check if you want*
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They are a gray render, probably looking for their first master
Albwin is laying on his back by the lake, staring at the sky.
Osmar is writing in his book at a table inside.
Raphael is a songbird, chirping along to Theren's song
Ash waves, having been flying over Albwin for some reason or another
Theren looks up at the songbird and smiles. "Raphael is that you?"
Albwin waves back.
They seemingly nod
Ash lands next to them. "I'm not interrupting anything, am I?"
"You know you don't have to watch me 24/7."
"Nope. Just watching the clouds."
I don't. Sorry if I come off as a stalker. I can leave if you want
"Mmm... You don't happen to know how to control weather?"
No. Its fine. I don't mind it. I'm still confused why you do look after me though.
Albwin laughs. "I am a warlock, not a god Ash. Besides having that much power wound be too much responsibility."
Why not?
"Well you can polymorph things, right?"
How is that an argument?
"Yes. I can. Its quite a simple spell once you learn it."
[sigh] agápē, because of agápē
"okay, what is the most powerful spell you can cast?"
Still don't get what that means but whatever.
"Power Word Kill, Imprisonment, or True Polymorph."
Look, have you ever donated to charity?
"See? You're a much powerful mage then humble old me." They respond, trying to mask their envy
No. I never had time for that. Plus I never really cared.
Albwin sits up with a frown. "Don't sell yourself short Ash. I can tell there is power inside of you. You just need a way to harness it."
Have you seen others donate?
They blink a couple of times. "So I'm a sorcerer?"
Nope. I've lived in the woods my whole life Raph.
"You might be. All I know is that I sense magic inside of you." Albwin sighs. "I trust you enough to tell you something. You must not panic or tell anyone else, ok?"
They sigh. I... I will tell you later. The short and simple of it is the love for a stranger, love for a fellow sapient . The love that spurrs charities to action, etc
"Sure. I am the spawn of the power concerning secrets. I know how to keep them."
Oh. Alrighty then. Theren then goes back to playing his guitar.
"This is not my true age. I'm not 7 years old. I'm more like 120. I just disguise myself as a child so people don't mess with me."
Raphael goes back to listening
They think for a while, whispering something under their breath. "When do half elves come of age?"
Theren at some point get so lost in the music that he forgets Raphael is there, and starts to cry quietly.
"Around age 20. Why?"
Raphael sighs slightly, dropping down, turning into a halfling and patting their back. "Everything will work out..." She states softly
"Nevermind... So you use true polymorph to stay young, I am guessing?"
Theren looks at Raphael. "Sorry. Didn't mean to start crying." he says while wiping his face on his sleeve.
"Yes." Albwin then taps his staff on the ground and leaves incircle him. The leaves fall to show a much older Albwin sitting there. His black hair slightly longer and his eyes still brown. He now wears green and gold robes and has a scar going across his cheek.
"Let them out, I won't judge " The halfling responds, hugging them slightly
Ash thinks through what has happened. "Um... Well that explains a lot."
Theren just sits there, not crying but staring off into space.
"Yeah sort of." Albwin says. His voice has gotten deeper and he seems to be a lot taller.
Raphael hugs them
"So how long have you been a kid?'
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Albwin is laying on his back by the lake, staring at the sky.
Osmar is writing in his book at a table inside.
Raphael is a songbird, chirping along to Theren's song
Ash waves, having been flying over Albwin for some reason or another
Theren looks up at the songbird and smiles. "Raphael is that you?"
Albwin waves back.
They seemingly nod
Ash lands next to them. "I'm not interrupting anything, am I?"
"You know you don't have to watch me 24/7."
"Nope. Just watching the clouds."
I don't. Sorry if I come off as a stalker. I can leave if you want
"Mmm... You don't happen to know how to control weather?"
No. Its fine. I don't mind it. I'm still confused why you do look after me though.
Albwin laughs. "I am a warlock, not a god Ash. Besides having that much power wound be too much responsibility."
Why not?
"Well you can polymorph things, right?"
How is that an argument?
"Yes. I can. Its quite a simple spell once you learn it."
[sigh] agápē, because of agápē
"okay, what is the most powerful spell you can cast?"
Still don't get what that means but whatever.
"Power Word Kill, Imprisonment, or True Polymorph."
Look, have you ever donated to charity?
"See? You're a much powerful mage then humble old me." They respond, trying to mask their envy
No. I never had time for that. Plus I never really cared.
Albwin sits up with a frown. "Don't sell yourself short Ash. I can tell there is power inside of you. You just need a way to harness it."
Have you seen others donate?
They blink a couple of times. "So I'm a sorcerer?"
Nope. I've lived in the woods my whole life Raph.
"You might be. All I know is that I sense magic inside of you." Albwin sighs. "I trust you enough to tell you something. You must not panic or tell anyone else, ok?"
They sigh. I... I will tell you later. The short and simple of it is the love for a stranger, love for a fellow sapient . The love that spurrs charities to action, etc
"Sure. I am the spawn of the power concerning secrets. I know how to keep them."
Oh. Alrighty then. Theren then goes back to playing his guitar.
"This is not my true age. I'm not 7 years old. I'm more like 120. I just disguise myself as a child so people don't mess with me."
Raphael goes back to listening
They think for a while, whispering something under their breath. "When do half elves come of age?"
Theren at some point get so lost in the music that he forgets Raphael is there, and starts to cry quietly.
"Around age 20. Why?"
Raphael sighs slightly, dropping down, turning into a halfling and patting their back. "Everything will work out..." She states softly
"Nevermind... So you use true polymorph to stay young, I am guessing?"
Theren looks at Raphael. "Sorry. Didn't mean to start crying." he says while wiping his face on his sleeve.
"Yes." Albwin then taps his staff on the ground and leaves incircle him. The leaves fall to show a much older Albwin sitting there. His black hair slightly longer and his eyes still brown. He now wears green and gold robes and has a scar going across his cheek.
"Let them out, I won't judge " The halfling responds, hugging them slightly
Ash thinks through what has happened. "Um... Well that explains a lot."
Theren just sits there, not crying but staring off into space.
"Yeah sort of." Albwin says. His voice has gotten deeper and he seems to be a lot taller.
Raphael hugs them
"So how long have you been a kid?'
Theren shrugs off Raphael and stands up. "I need a moment."
"Since I kept getting attacked. So for about 100 years."
*Basically anyone. gonna be a little slow on responses; started a new hardcore world after I died to a tiger in the last one.*
The gray render... trots? over to Tallia, studying the tabaxi
She looks at it curiously. Hello there. Can I help ya with something?"
A series of thoughts are swirling through the gray render's brain
Find master, hunt, search, food... but upon making mental contact a new one enters their head Someone hiding as they bat at their eyes, confused where the sound is coming from
She cocks her head. You lost your master?
They begin to spin around, looking for the source of the telepathy
She laughs. "I'm right in front of you."
They stop spinning, turn to them. After looking at them for a while, they sneeze
She giggles. "You lost your master?"
They tilt their head to one side, then to the other.
*Nature check if you want*
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They are a gray render, probably looking for their first master
You want to find your master? She asks.
They knod yes,
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Albwin is laying on his back by the lake, staring at the sky.
Osmar is writing in his book at a table inside.
Raphael is a songbird, chirping along to Theren's song
Ash waves, having been flying over Albwin for some reason or another
Theren looks up at the songbird and smiles. "Raphael is that you?"
Albwin waves back.
They seemingly nod
Ash lands next to them. "I'm not interrupting anything, am I?"
"You know you don't have to watch me 24/7."
"Nope. Just watching the clouds."
I don't. Sorry if I come off as a stalker. I can leave if you want
"Mmm... You don't happen to know how to control weather?"
No. Its fine. I don't mind it. I'm still confused why you do look after me though.
Albwin laughs. "I am a warlock, not a god Ash. Besides having that much power wound be too much responsibility."
Why not?
"Well you can polymorph things, right?"
How is that an argument?
"Yes. I can. Its quite a simple spell once you learn it."
[sigh] agápē, because of agápē
"okay, what is the most powerful spell you can cast?"
Still don't get what that means but whatever.
"Power Word Kill, Imprisonment, or True Polymorph."
Look, have you ever donated to charity?
"See? You're a much powerful mage then humble old me." They respond, trying to mask their envy
No. I never had time for that. Plus I never really cared.
Albwin sits up with a frown. "Don't sell yourself short Ash. I can tell there is power inside of you. You just need a way to harness it."
Have you seen others donate?
They blink a couple of times. "So I'm a sorcerer?"
Nope. I've lived in the woods my whole life Raph.
"You might be. All I know is that I sense magic inside of you." Albwin sighs. "I trust you enough to tell you something. You must not panic or tell anyone else, ok?"
They sigh. I... I will tell you later. The short and simple of it is the love for a stranger, love for a fellow sapient . The love that spurrs charities to action, etc
"Sure. I am the spawn of the power concerning secrets. I know how to keep them."
Oh. Alrighty then. Theren then goes back to playing his guitar.
"This is not my true age. I'm not 7 years old. I'm more like 120. I just disguise myself as a child so people don't mess with me."
Raphael goes back to listening
They think for a while, whispering something under their breath. "When do half elves come of age?"
Theren at some point get so lost in the music that he forgets Raphael is there, and starts to cry quietly.
"Around age 20. Why?"
Raphael sighs slightly, dropping down, turning into a halfling and patting their back. "Everything will work out..." She states softly
"Nevermind... So you use true polymorph to stay young, I am guessing?"
Theren looks at Raphael. "Sorry. Didn't mean to start crying." he says while wiping his face on his sleeve.
"Yes." Albwin then taps his staff on the ground and leaves incircle him. The leaves fall to show a much older Albwin sitting there. His black hair slightly longer and his eyes still brown. He now wears green and gold robes and has a scar going across his cheek.
"Let them out, I won't judge " The halfling responds, hugging them slightly
Ash thinks through what has happened. "Um... Well that explains a lot."
Theren just sits there, not crying but staring off into space.
"Yeah sort of." Albwin says. His voice has gotten deeper and he seems to be a lot taller.
Raphael hugs them
"So how long have you been a kid?'
Theren shrugs off Raphael and stands up. "I need a moment."
"Since I kept getting attacked. So for about 100 years."
Raphael dusts themselves off. "Want to go for a jog or something? I can leave if I am troubling you."
"I'm sorry for what you exspirenced... Um . Yeah. Thanks for being honest."
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Albwin is laying on his back by the lake, staring at the sky.
Osmar is writing in his book at a table inside.
Raphael is a songbird, chirping along to Theren's song
Ash waves, having been flying over Albwin for some reason or another
Theren looks up at the songbird and smiles. "Raphael is that you?"
Albwin waves back.
They seemingly nod
Ash lands next to them. "I'm not interrupting anything, am I?"
"You know you don't have to watch me 24/7."
"Nope. Just watching the clouds."
I don't. Sorry if I come off as a stalker. I can leave if you want
"Mmm... You don't happen to know how to control weather?"
No. Its fine. I don't mind it. I'm still confused why you do look after me though.
Albwin laughs. "I am a warlock, not a god Ash. Besides having that much power wound be too much responsibility."
Why not?
"Well you can polymorph things, right?"
How is that an argument?
"Yes. I can. Its quite a simple spell once you learn it."
[sigh] agápē, because of agápē
"okay, what is the most powerful spell you can cast?"
Still don't get what that means but whatever.
"Power Word Kill, Imprisonment, or True Polymorph."
Look, have you ever donated to charity?
"See? You're a much powerful mage then humble old me." They respond, trying to mask their envy
No. I never had time for that. Plus I never really cared.
Albwin sits up with a frown. "Don't sell yourself short Ash. I can tell there is power inside of you. You just need a way to harness it."
Have you seen others donate?
They blink a couple of times. "So I'm a sorcerer?"
Nope. I've lived in the woods my whole life Raph.
"You might be. All I know is that I sense magic inside of you." Albwin sighs. "I trust you enough to tell you something. You must not panic or tell anyone else, ok?"
They sigh. I... I will tell you later. The short and simple of it is the love for a stranger, love for a fellow sapient . The love that spurrs charities to action, etc
"Sure. I am the spawn of the power concerning secrets. I know how to keep them."
Oh. Alrighty then. Theren then goes back to playing his guitar.
"This is not my true age. I'm not 7 years old. I'm more like 120. I just disguise myself as a child so people don't mess with me."
Raphael goes back to listening
They think for a while, whispering something under their breath. "When do half elves come of age?"
Theren at some point get so lost in the music that he forgets Raphael is there, and starts to cry quietly.
"Around age 20. Why?"
Raphael sighs slightly, dropping down, turning into a halfling and patting their back. "Everything will work out..." She states softly
"Nevermind... So you use true polymorph to stay young, I am guessing?"
Theren looks at Raphael. "Sorry. Didn't mean to start crying." he says while wiping his face on his sleeve.
"Yes." Albwin then taps his staff on the ground and leaves incircle him. The leaves fall to show a much older Albwin sitting there. His black hair slightly longer and his eyes still brown. He now wears green and gold robes and has a scar going across his cheek.
"Let them out, I won't judge " The halfling responds, hugging them slightly
Ash thinks through what has happened. "Um... Well that explains a lot."
Theren just sits there, not crying but staring off into space.
"Yeah sort of." Albwin says. His voice has gotten deeper and he seems to be a lot taller.
Raphael hugs them
"So how long have you been a kid?'
Theren shrugs off Raphael and stands up. "I need a moment."
"Since I kept getting attacked. So for about 100 years."
Raphael dusts themselves off. "Want to go for a jog or something? I can leave if I am troubling you."
"I'm sorry for what you exspirenced... Um . Yeah. Thanks for being honest."
Theren just shakes his head and walks into the tree and disappears.
With a mixture of walking and crawling into the tavern, a great huge monster appears inside. Their posture is that of a hunch, as they sniff around, turning this way and that with their head while six eyes similarly scan the area. They toss over tables, not batting an eye at the completely whole furniture that surely most of buckled under their immense weight and strength. The monster's skin is a solid grey, with little differentiating one part from another
*Say hello to my gray render*
Osmar watches this with a look with interest.
They bound over to them, circling them and surveying their person
Osmar watches this behavior and starts to write it down in his book.
Standing at a bit under 9 ft even hunched, they peer over to read what they write
*Mmm... To have them bond with Osmar or not*
Osmar has written, "Unidentified monster has entered the tavern. Cannot tell if its friendly or not. Should I talk to it? Probably should. Science demands it." Osmar looks up at the monster and clears his throat. "Hello. What is your name?"
They growl back to they, before snorting from inhaling some ink
"Hmmmm. Can you understand me?"
They tilt their head to the side, sticking their tongue out
"Ok. Lets do a little test. If you can understand me, sit down and tilt your head to your right."
They try to climb onto the table, and start to smell his head
"Get down!" Osmar says sharply in Elvish.
They jump down, seemingly frightened
"Sorry didn't mean to frighten you." Osmar says comfortingly in Elvish. "What is your name." he continues in Elvish.
They begin to circle them once more, before putting a toe on the table, exspirmenting
"Only two hands on the table now." Osmar says in elvish while laughing slightly.
They put another limb on the table, before looking to see Osmar's reaction
*Ever trained a dog?*
*Yes. The most painful 2 years of my life.*
Osmar makes sure that no more than two limbs are on the table.
*Ah, I see*
They look at them, very confused
Osmar smiles. So, what is your name? he says telepathically.
They look at them confused. Me? their brain is able to respond
Yes. My name is Osmar. Oz for short.
master? they ask, before circling them
No. I am not. Have you lost your master?
They shake their head no, 'frowning' somehow
Then I am confused. Where is your master.
They shurg, nearly point at Osmar, but decides against it
Oh. I get it now. Your looking for a new master, am I right?
They nod yes
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*Basically anyone. gonna be a little slow on responses; started a new hardcore world after I died to a tiger in the last one.*
The gray render... trots? over to Tallia, studying the tabaxi
She looks at it curiously. Hello there. Can I help ya with something?"
A series of thoughts are swirling through the gray render's brain
Find master, hunt, search, food... but upon making mental contact a new one enters their head Someone hiding as they bat at their eyes, confused where the sound is coming from
She cocks her head. You lost your master?
They begin to spin around, looking for the source of the telepathy
She laughs. "I'm right in front of you."
They stop spinning, turn to them. After looking at them for a while, they sneeze
She giggles. "You lost your master?"
They tilt their head to one side, then to the other.
*Nature check if you want*
19
They are a gray render, probably looking for their first master
*Basically anyone. gonna be a little slow on responses; started a new hardcore world after I died to a tiger in the last one.*
The gray render... trots? over to Tallia, studying the tabaxi
She looks at it curiously. Hello there. Can I help ya with something?"
A series of thoughts are swirling through the gray render's brain
Find master, hunt, search, food... but upon making mental contact a new one enters their head Someone hiding as they bat at their eyes, confused where the sound is coming from
She cocks her head. You lost your master?
They begin to spin around, looking for the source of the telepathy
She laughs. "I'm right in front of you."
They stop spinning, turn to them. After looking at them for a while, they sneeze
She giggles. "You lost your master?"
They tilt their head to one side, then to the other.
*Nature check if you want*
19
They are a gray render, probably looking for their first master
You want to find your master? She asks.
They knod yes,
What did they look like?
They point to Tallia, slightly confused
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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
*Basically anyone. gonna be a little slow on responses; started a new hardcore world after I died to a tiger in the last one.*
The gray render... trots? over to Tallia, studying the tabaxi
She looks at it curiously. Hello there. Can I help ya with something?"
A series of thoughts are swirling through the gray render's brain
Find master, hunt, search, food... but upon making mental contact a new one enters their head Someone hiding as they bat at their eyes, confused where the sound is coming from
She cocks her head. You lost your master?
They begin to spin around, looking for the source of the telepathy
She laughs. "I'm right in front of you."
They stop spinning, turn to them. After looking at them for a while, they sneeze
She giggles. "You lost your master?"
They tilt their head to one side, then to the other.
*Nature check if you want*
19
They are a gray render, probably looking for their first master
You want to find your master? She asks.
They knod yes,
What did they look like?
They point to Tallia, slightly confused
She shakes her head. No...I'm not your master. This isn't even my real form.
*Basically anyone. gonna be a little slow on responses; started a new hardcore world after I died to a tiger in the last one.*
The gray render... trots? over to Tallia, studying the tabaxi
She looks at it curiously. Hello there. Can I help ya with something?"
A series of thoughts are swirling through the gray render's brain
Find master, hunt, search, food... but upon making mental contact a new one enters their head Someone hiding as they bat at their eyes, confused where the sound is coming from
She cocks her head. You lost your master?
They begin to spin around, looking for the source of the telepathy
She laughs. "I'm right in front of you."
They stop spinning, turn to them. After looking at them for a while, they sneeze
She giggles. "You lost your master?"
They tilt their head to one side, then to the other.
*Nature check if you want*
19
They are a gray render, probably looking for their first master
You want to find your master? She asks.
They knod yes,
What did they look like?
They point to Tallia, slightly confused
She shakes her head. No...I'm not your master. This isn't even my real form.
They grab their head, slightly overwhelmed
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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
*Basically anyone. gonna be a little slow on responses; started a new hardcore world after I died to a tiger in the last one.*
The gray render... trots? over to Tallia, studying the tabaxi
She looks at it curiously. Hello there. Can I help ya with something?"
A series of thoughts are swirling through the gray render's brain
Find master, hunt, search, food... but upon making mental contact a new one enters their head Someone hiding as they bat at their eyes, confused where the sound is coming from
She cocks her head. You lost your master?
They begin to spin around, looking for the source of the telepathy
She laughs. "I'm right in front of you."
They stop spinning, turn to them. After looking at them for a while, they sneeze
She giggles. "You lost your master?"
They tilt their head to one side, then to the other.
*Nature check if you want*
19
They are a gray render, probably looking for their first master
You want to find your master? She asks.
They knod yes,
What did they look like?
They point to Tallia, slightly confused
She shakes her head. No...I'm not your master. This isn't even my real form.
They grab their head, slightly overwhelmed
She chuckles. Follow me. I'll show you what I mean. With that, she pivots and heads towards the lake.
*Basically anyone. gonna be a little slow on responses; started a new hardcore world after I died to a tiger in the last one.*
The gray render... trots? over to Tallia, studying the tabaxi
She looks at it curiously. Hello there. Can I help ya with something?"
A series of thoughts are swirling through the gray render's brain
Find master, hunt, search, food... but upon making mental contact a new one enters their head Someone hiding as they bat at their eyes, confused where the sound is coming from
She cocks her head. You lost your master?
They begin to spin around, looking for the source of the telepathy
She laughs. "I'm right in front of you."
They stop spinning, turn to them. After looking at them for a while, they sneeze
She giggles. "You lost your master?"
They tilt their head to one side, then to the other.
*Nature check if you want*
19
They are a gray render, probably looking for their first master
You want to find your master? She asks.
They knod yes,
What did they look like?
They point to Tallia, slightly confused
She shakes her head. No...I'm not your master. This isn't even my real form.
They grab their head, slightly overwhelmed
She chuckles. Follow me. I'll show you what I mean. With that, she pivots and heads towards the lake.
They do so, following their master who isn't their master
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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
*Basically anyone. gonna be a little slow on responses; started a new hardcore world after I died to a tiger in the last one.*
The gray render... trots? over to Tallia, studying the tabaxi
She looks at it curiously. Hello there. Can I help ya with something?"
A series of thoughts are swirling through the gray render's brain
Find master, hunt, search, food... but upon making mental contact a new one enters their head Someone hiding as they bat at their eyes, confused where the sound is coming from
She cocks her head. You lost your master?
They begin to spin around, looking for the source of the telepathy
She laughs. "I'm right in front of you."
They stop spinning, turn to them. After looking at them for a while, they sneeze
She giggles. "You lost your master?"
They tilt their head to one side, then to the other.
*Nature check if you want*
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They are a gray render, probably looking for their first master
You want to find your master? She asks.
They knod yes,
What did they look like?
They point to Tallia, slightly confused
She shakes her head. No...I'm not your master. This isn't even my real form.
They grab their head, slightly overwhelmed
She chuckles. Follow me. I'll show you what I mean. With that, she pivots and heads towards the lake.
They do so, following their master who isn't their master
When they reach the lake, Tallia dives into the lake, her form seeming to melt away and be replaced by that of a large dragon, one with a head more like a blue dragon's, but with branching horn and a row of spines running down her spine connected by a sail that ends about 3/4 of the way down her tail. She has deep blue and green scales with electric yellow highlights, and a series of slits along both sides of her neck that are most likely a set of gills.
*Basically anyone. gonna be a little slow on responses; started a new hardcore world after I died to a tiger in the last one.*
The gray render... trots? over to Tallia, studying the tabaxi
She looks at it curiously. Hello there. Can I help ya with something?"
A series of thoughts are swirling through the gray render's brain
Find master, hunt, search, food... but upon making mental contact a new one enters their head Someone hiding as they bat at their eyes, confused where the sound is coming from
She cocks her head. You lost your master?
They begin to spin around, looking for the source of the telepathy
She laughs. "I'm right in front of you."
They stop spinning, turn to them. After looking at them for a while, they sneeze
She giggles. "You lost your master?"
They tilt their head to one side, then to the other.
*Nature check if you want*
19
They are a gray render, probably looking for their first master
You want to find your master? She asks.
They knod yes,
What did they look like?
They point to Tallia, slightly confused
She shakes her head. No...I'm not your master. This isn't even my real form.
They grab their head, slightly overwhelmed
She chuckles. Follow me. I'll show you what I mean. With that, she pivots and heads towards the lake.
They do so, following their master who isn't their master
When they reach the lake, Tallia dives into the lake, her form seeming to melt away and be replaced by that of a large dragon, one with a head more like a blue dragon's, but with branching horn and a row of spines running down her spine connected by a sail that ends about 3/4 of the way down her tail. She has deep blue and green scales with electric yellow highlights, and a series of slits along both sides of her neck that are most likely a set of gills.
They growl at the creature, worried about where Tallia went
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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
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You want to find your master? She asks.
Raphael hugs them
"So how long have you been a kid?'
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"It's quite fun. Would you like me to teach you?"
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.
Theren shrugs off Raphael and stands up. "I need a moment."
"Since I kept getting attacked. So for about 100 years."
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.
They knod yes,
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Raphael dusts themselves off. "Want to go for a jog or something? I can leave if I am troubling you."
"I'm sorry for what you exspirenced... Um . Yeah. Thanks for being honest."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*gtg everyone!*
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.
Theren just shakes his head and walks into the tree and disappears.
"Its nothin."
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.
They nod yes
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
She smiles. "Maybe." If only I actually was a tabaxi... She thinks to herself.
What did they look like?
"Just let me know when you do." Theren says with a boyish grin.
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.
They point to Tallia, slightly confused
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
She smiles a little shyly. "I..." She begins. I'm not as I appear, Theren...This isn't my true form.
She shakes her head. No...I'm not your master. This isn't even my real form.
They grab their head, slightly overwhelmed
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
She chuckles. Follow me. I'll show you what I mean. With that, she pivots and heads towards the lake.
They do so, following their master who isn't their master
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
When they reach the lake, Tallia dives into the lake, her form seeming to melt away and be replaced by that of a large dragon, one with a head more like a blue dragon's, but with branching horn and a row of spines running down her spine connected by a sail that ends about 3/4 of the way down her tail. She has deep blue and green scales with electric yellow highlights, and a series of slits along both sides of her neck that are most likely a set of gills.
They growl at the creature, worried about where Tallia went
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now