*uhhhhhh, roll a straight d20 and whichever side is higher wins out? I'm um... not sure. Here, this is the staight description: Any creature charmed by you automatically fails its saving throw against the Command you cast with this feature.*
*It is usually ruled that LR succeeds no matter what, but that is my two cents*
*Well, from what i understand, lr activates when a creatures fails a save. Now we can argue about the wording, but this ability removes the save entirely (Although it does say it auto fails the save so lr could still activate)*
*Alright...confusing rules, so usually just rule on the side of caution, which in this case would be on the side of LR working.*
She furrows her brow. "Mmmm, no." She says with a grin. You may have charmed me, and yes, I'm starting to realize that, because I barely resisted that, but I'm still a dragon. Don't forget that. Her eyes flare and seem to crackle with electricity for a second.
"Thank you for stating it easier for me tallia," he says, basically saying that he was just testing if this was tallia or if the dragon was simply taking her form for the moment
*Anyways, unfortunately, other characters most likely won't get as dramatic as a return. Also, I think I am going to stick with Wolfe for now, not really in the mood for anyone else besides a new character possibly in a bit.*
* :'( kinda wanted to do a little V and Iralias... Oh well.*
A 6'2 woman walks in, she has shortly cut dark black hair, an eyepatch covering one of her eyes, her other one is caramel brown in color, and her skin is surprisingly smooth looking and on the paler side, albeit a few scars here and there. She has ankle-height black combat boots, black leather jeans seemingly torn off around her shins, a light grey crop top to reveal her muscled abdomen area, a black leather jacket the hangs down to the top of her thighs, a spiked leather bracelet on her right wrist, and, finally, a black electric guitar decorated with purple thunderbolts here and there. The woman slowly walks over to the bar, her head hanging low, as if she was tired, and softly sat herself onto a bar stool.
"Just get me something that gets me drunk." Wofe said to the bartender.
Gwen waves to her, not wanting to upset the werewolf
*I do not remember a Gwen, and does she have truesight that would let her know Wolfe is a werewolf?*
Wolfe ignores Gwen as she downs a shot of hard vodka.
*No but Gwen met Wolfe previous.*
Gwen sits down next to them. "So... how is it?"
*I'mma need a refresher on that, link the related posts for me real quick before we continue?*
*Fine. Give me a minute or two to search for the stuff*
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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
A 6'2 woman walks in, she has shortly cut dark black hair, an eyepatch covering one of her eyes, her other one is caramel brown in color, and her skin is surprisingly smooth looking and on the paler side, albeit a few scars here and there. She has ankle-height black combat boots, black leather jeans seemingly torn off around her shins, a light grey crop top to reveal her muscled abdomen area, a black leather jacket the hangs down to the top of her thighs, a spiked leather bracelet on her right wrist, and, finally, a black electric guitar decorated with purple thunderbolts here and there. The woman slowly walks over to the bar, her head hanging low, as if she was tired, and softly sat herself onto a bar stool.
"Just get me something that gets me drunk." Wofe said to the bartender.
Avery waves to wolfe from a table, soaking wet since he was submerged in water about 5 minutes ago
*Anyways, unfortunately, other characters most likely won't get as dramatic as a return. Also, I think I am going to stick with Wolfe for now, not really in the mood for anyone else besides a new character possibly in a bit.*
*Sounds good*
*Maybe Q'il can get the scoop.*
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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.
*uhhhhhh, roll a straight d20 and whichever side is higher wins out? I'm um... not sure. Here, this is the staight description: Any creature charmed by you automatically fails its saving throw against the Command you cast with this feature.*
*It is usually ruled that LR succeeds no matter what, but that is my two cents*
*Well, from what i understand, lr activates when a creatures fails a save. Now we can argue about the wording, but this ability removes the save entirely (Although it does say it auto fails the save so lr could still activate)*
*Alright...confusing rules, so usually just rule on the side of caution, which in this case would be on the side of LR working.*
She furrows her brow. "Mmmm, no." She says with a grin. You may have charmed me, and yes, I'm starting to realize that, because I barely resisted that, but I'm still a dragon. Don't forget that. Her eyes flare and seem to crackle with electricity for a second.
"Thank you for stating it easier for me tallia," he says, basically saying that he was just testing if this was tallia or if the dragon was simply taking her form for the moment
She growls, and vanishes from in front of him, reappearing briefly about 30 feet away before diving deeper into an underwater chasm.
*Anyways, unfortunately, other characters most likely won't get as dramatic as a return. Also, I think I am going to stick with Wolfe for now, not really in the mood for anyone else besides a new character possibly in a bit.*
* :'( kinda wanted to do a little V and Iralias... Oh well.*
*Sorry, bud, gotta get back into my rp groove before I go willy nilly on introing characters, either old or new.*
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A 6'2 woman walks in, she has shortly cut dark black hair, an eyepatch covering one of her eyes, her other one is caramel brown in color, and her skin is surprisingly smooth looking and on the paler side, albeit a few scars here and there. She has ankle-height black combat boots, black leather jeans seemingly torn off around her shins, a light grey crop top to reveal her muscled abdomen area, a black leather jacket the hangs down to the top of her thighs, a spiked leather bracelet on her right wrist, and, finally, a black electric guitar decorated with purple thunderbolts here and there. The woman slowly walks over to the bar, her head hanging low, as if she was tired, and softly sat herself onto a bar stool.
"Just get me something that gets me drunk." Wofe said to the bartender.
Q'ilbrith flop scoots his way into the tavern, and, spotting Wolfe, swings across the rafters to directly above her head.
"Howdy."
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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.
A 6'2 woman walks in, she has shortly cut dark black hair, an eyepatch covering one of her eyes, her other one is caramel brown in color, and her skin is surprisingly smooth looking and on the paler side, albeit a few scars here and there. She has ankle-height black combat boots, black leather jeans seemingly torn off around her shins, a light grey crop top to reveal her muscled abdomen area, a black leather jacket the hangs down to the top of her thighs, a spiked leather bracelet on her right wrist, and, finally, a black electric guitar decorated with purple thunderbolts here and there. The woman slowly walks over to the bar, her head hanging low, as if she was tired, and softly sat herself onto a bar stool.
"Just get me something that gets me drunk." Wofe said to the bartender.
Avery waves to wolfe from a table, soaking wet since he was submerged in water about 5 minutes ago
She simply glances at him before lowering her head back down to her vodka shots.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
*Anyways, unfortunately, other characters most likely won't get as dramatic as a return. Also, I think I am going to stick with Wolfe for now, not really in the mood for anyone else besides a new character possibly in a bit.*
*Sounds good*
*Maybe Q'il can get the scoop.*
*A very strong possibility...*
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Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A 6'2 woman walks in, she has shortly cut dark black hair, an eyepatch covering one of her eyes, her other one is caramel brown in color, and her skin is surprisingly smooth looking and on the paler side, albeit a few scars here and there. She has ankle-height black combat boots, black leather jeans seemingly torn off around her shins, a light grey crop top to reveal her muscled abdomen area, a black leather jacket the hangs down to the top of her thighs, a spiked leather bracelet on her right wrist, and, finally, a black electric guitar decorated with purple thunderbolts here and there. The woman slowly walks over to the bar, her head hanging low, as if she was tired, and softly sat herself onto a bar stool.
"Just get me something that gets me drunk." Wofe said to the bartender.
Q'ilbrith flop scoots his way into the tavern, and, spotting Wolfe, swings across the rafters to directly above her head.
"Howdy."
She looks up at him with a tired look in her one eye. "Oh, hey Q."
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Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
*uhhhhhh, roll a straight d20 and whichever side is higher wins out? I'm um... not sure. Here, this is the staight description: Any creature charmed by you automatically fails its saving throw against the Command you cast with this feature.*
*It is usually ruled that LR succeeds no matter what, but that is my two cents*
*Well, from what i understand, lr activates when a creatures fails a save. Now we can argue about the wording, but this ability removes the save entirely (Although it does say it auto fails the save so lr could still activate)*
*Alright...confusing rules, so usually just rule on the side of caution, which in this case would be on the side of LR working.*
She furrows her brow. "Mmmm, no." She says with a grin. You may have charmed me, and yes, I'm starting to realize that, because I barely resisted that, but I'm still a dragon. Don't forget that. Her eyes flare and seem to crackle with electricity for a second.
"Thank you for stating it easier for me tallia," he says, basically saying that he was just testing if this was tallia or if the dragon was simply taking her form for the moment
She growls, and vanishes from in front of him, reappearing briefly about 30 feet away before diving deeper into an underwater chasm.
*In a lake??*
He peers down into the chasm for a moment, the same calm smile on his face
A 6'2 woman walks in, she has shortly cut dark black hair, an eyepatch covering one of her eyes, her other one is caramel brown in color, and her skin is surprisingly smooth looking and on the paler side, albeit a few scars here and there. She has ankle-height black combat boots, black leather jeans seemingly torn off around her shins, a light grey crop top to reveal her muscled abdomen area, a black leather jacket the hangs down to the top of her thighs, a spiked leather bracelet on her right wrist, and, finally, a black electric guitar decorated with purple thunderbolts here and there. The woman slowly walks over to the bar, her head hanging low, as if she was tired, and softly sat herself onto a bar stool.
"Just get me something that gets me drunk." Wofe said to the bartender.
Avery waves to wolfe from a table, soaking wet since he was submerged in water about 5 minutes ago
She simply glances at him before lowering her head back down to her vodka shots.
A 6'2 woman walks in, she has shortly cut dark black hair, an eyepatch covering one of her eyes, her other one is caramel brown in color, and her skin is surprisingly smooth looking and on the paler side, albeit a few scars here and there. She has ankle-height black combat boots, black leather jeans seemingly torn off around her shins, a light grey crop top to reveal her muscled abdomen area, a black leather jacket the hangs down to the top of her thighs, a spiked leather bracelet on her right wrist, and, finally, a black electric guitar decorated with purple thunderbolts here and there. The woman slowly walks over to the bar, her head hanging low, as if she was tired, and softly sat herself onto a bar stool.
"Just get me something that gets me drunk." Wofe said to the bartender.
Q'ilbrith flop scoots his way into the tavern, and, spotting Wolfe, swings across the rafters to directly above her head.
"Howdy."
She looks up at him with a tired look in her one eye. "Oh, hey Q."
"You look almost as rough as you like your vodka." He drops down inches from her drink, rattling all the glasses on the bar. "What happened?"
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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.
*Anyways, unfortunately, other characters most likely won't get as dramatic as a return. Also, I think I am going to stick with Wolfe for now, not really in the mood for anyone else besides a new character possibly in a bit.*
* :'( kinda wanted to do a little V and Iralias... Oh well.*
*Sorry, bud, gotta get back into my rp groove before I go willy nilly on introing characters, either old or new.*
*No worries. I understand. I have a bunch of new characters I've introed since you left, so...shrugs. Reintroed Egrien and Reirlin (The Aasimar brothers), introed another dragon, a tiefling, an aarakocra sharpshooter....just a lot. So much RP possibilities.*
I won't be grain of sand Slippin' down the hour glass Watchin' every minute fall through I will pay the price Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
A 6'2 woman walks in, she has shortly cut dark black hair, an eyepatch covering one of her eyes, her other one is caramel brown in color, and her skin is surprisingly smooth looking and on the paler side, albeit a few scars here and there. She has ankle-height black combat boots, black leather jeans seemingly torn off around her shins, a light grey crop top to reveal her muscled abdomen area, a black leather jacket the hangs down to the top of her thighs, a spiked leather bracelet on her right wrist, and, finally, a black electric guitar decorated with purple thunderbolts here and there. The woman slowly walks over to the bar, her head hanging low, as if she was tired, and softly sat herself onto a bar stool.
"Just get me something that gets me drunk." Wofe said to the bartender.
Q'ilbrith flop scoots his way into the tavern, and, spotting Wolfe, swings across the rafters to directly above her head.
"Howdy."
She looks up at him with a tired look in her one eye. "Oh, hey Q."
"You look almost as rough as you like your vodka." He drops down inches from her drink, rattling all the glasses on the bar. "What happened?"
She drinks her shot quickly before he does something to it. "I... messed up. As rough as I look, it's nothing like how...." She almost seems to choke on her words. "... and old friend ended up because I couldn't get to her in time." She rubs her eye quickly, before looking back up to Q. "Is... is it possible for me to be a... good person?"
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"Thank you for stating it easier for me tallia," he says, basically saying that he was just testing if this was tallia or if the dragon was simply taking her form for the moment
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
* :'( kinda wanted to do a little V and Iralias... Oh well.*
*Fine. Give me a minute or two to search for the stuff*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Avery waves to wolfe from a table, soaking wet since he was submerged in water about 5 minutes ago
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
*Sounds good*
*Maybe Q'il can get the scoop.*
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 growls, and vanishes from in front of him, reappearing briefly about 30 feet away before diving deeper into an underwater chasm.
*Sorry, bud, gotta get back into my rp groove before I go willy nilly on introing characters, either old or new.*
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Q'ilbrith flop scoots his way into the tavern, and, spotting Wolfe, swings across the rafters to directly above her head.
"Howdy."
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 simply glances at him before lowering her head back down to her vodka shots.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
She shrugs. "I don't know, Ash. I...don't have much experience with family."
*A very strong possibility...*
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
She looks up at him with a tired look in her one eye. "Oh, hey Q."
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"Um... Then I guess I will ride you then. If we are diving, then I will sadly have to hold my breath. I can't cast water breathing right now."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*In a lake??*
He peers down into the chasm for a moment, the same calm smile on his face
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
Avery just goes back to whatever he was doing
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
"You look almost as rough as you like your vodka." He drops down inches from her drink, rattling all the glasses on the bar. "What happened?"
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"
*No worries. I understand. I have a bunch of new characters I've introed since you left, so...shrugs. Reintroed Egrien and Reirlin (The Aasimar brothers), introed another dragon, a tiefling, an aarakocra sharpshooter....just a lot. So much RP possibilities.*
*BTw, heres my characters rn*
Ace is at a table, which is covered in blueprints
Kieran is down underwater
Avery is having a sandwhich
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
(hello)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I won't be grain of sand
Slippin' down the hour glass
Watchin' every minute fall through
I will pay the price
Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
She drinks her shot quickly before he does something to it. "I... messed up. As rough as I look, it's nothing like how...." She almost seems to choke on her words. "... and old friend ended up because I couldn't get to her in time." She rubs her eye quickly, before looking back up to Q. "Is... is it possible for me to be a... good person?"
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.