*Back. Was on a Community Minecraft SMP. Taking a break for some RP here and for lunch.*
*Cool. Who do you feel comfortable RPing right now?*
*Hmmm...*
*Or do you want me to pick?*
*Just not the twins.*
*I will give you options*
Raphael flies over to Elendon, carrying a cooler
Tohono (not possessed by Meroving) has Lothair fly over to him. The pseudodragon chirps and eventually lands on his head
*I know what this is... ;)*
Elendon smiles, and waits for him to land. "What's this, my friend?"
*Yep*
They land, setting it down. "Some swordfish I helped cook and got to keep. You said it was your favorite fish, to look at and to eat, so I endeavored to get some." She explains
He smiles widely, chuckling. "Thank you, my friend."
"Your welcome. Oh, and I totally did this because friends give friends gifts all the time and not out of a sense of repaying you for anything." They say, more directed at themselves then to Elendon.
He laughs, and gives Raphael a brief hug.
Raphael smiles and hugs them back. "Oh wait, I didn't get forks and whatnot... um... Well you can always pick them up later." He replies, trying not to freak out about him not doing a small chore for their god
Elendon laughs, and waves his hand. A set of cutlery appears before each of them.
Raphael lets out a sigh, at them not getting reprimanded. "Um... So do you want talk? We could restart those sandwich lunches I tried (and failed) to start."
He smiles. "Sure. Anything in particular about?"
They think for a second. "Um... If you weren't the god of adevntures, what would you be the god of? What is your second choice?"
He pauses. "I honestly don't know. he says after a few minutes."
"Um... Need time to think? Sorry if I am putting you on the spot."
He chuckles. "I seriously don't know. I was appointed my position by Stargazer."
Raphael gathers their words. "I remember you saying that the Stargazer let you offer suggestions, but it was ultimately up to them, although I might be remembering it wrong. Shall I amend my question?"
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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 tall, slender figure walks into the tavern. Scraps of colorful cloth string from their clothing as they shut the door behind them. Their lower face is buried in a burgundy scarf, above which golden eyes peek out like lighthouses. Their skin is a beautiful chocolate color visible, only at the hands and the upper half of their face. Several golden earrings hang from each ear. Their short black hair is tied back into a tight bun with yet another strip of colorful cloth. She drums her fingers on the counter as if manipulating the strings of a baliset, and takes a seat for themselves in a corner booth. (The one that used to be Krathian's.)
Yazrin is sitting at the bar.
They sit down next to Yazrin, ordering water.
He orders a glass of Feywine, and smiles faintly. "What brings you here?"
"Business." they say with a thick accent that Yazrin can't quite place.
He slowly nods. "You looking for someone...?" He asks cautiously.
"Nyet." she downs her glass of water, pulling down the scarf momentarily to drink. "Well... I suppose you could say that."
He smiles slightly. "Hmmm..."
She glares at him. "Don't get any ideas bottom-dweller."
*He's a drow right?*
*Yes, he is.*
His eyes narrow immediately. "I long abandoned my people and their foul goddess. They've been hunting me for over 200 years now." He drains his glass in a single gulp before standing up, his maroon eyes flaring dangerously. "Be not quick to judge here; not everything, or everyone, are who they seem by looks." He spins, his forest green cloak flaring behind him as he moves towards the door, his movements alone revealing him to be a dangerous foe, simply from his grace and how effortlessly he moves.
"Sorry....that was just a ... very uncomfortable look you were giving me."
He pauses. I didn't mean anything by it. Friends, especially for one like me, even if I did abandon my people, are hard to find. He says, a touch of sadness in his voice.
"My deepest condolences."
He visibly sighs, and turns back to her. You don't know the half of it...but that's a story for another time, if at all. He smiles wryly briefly before walking back, and taking his seat next ot her again. "By the way, I'm Yazrin Tlin'Orrza."
Finn is walking back to the tavern from the woods, munching on an apple.
Jim is cutting up potatoes for potato soup.
*Hey INAC! Which do you want to do; Tallia/Fin or do something with my dwarf and Jim? I'm down for either.*
*Let's do Tallia/Fin for now, it looks like ima continue Jim/Raph rp w ghost.*
*Ok, no problem.*
As he's walking through the woods, he sees the tail of a black cat hanging off of a branch off to the side.
He smiles and leaps into the lower branches of the tree, scaling it quickly to the point that he's hanging from a branch looking right at what would be Tallia's back.
She leaps up to the next branch and hangs down, facing him, smiling shyly. "Hey there..." She says.
"Hi," he says, "where ya headed?"
"Nowhere." She says, a shy smile on her lips. "What about you?"
"Back to the tavern," he says, hands behind his back he flips off the trunk of the tree, grasps a nearby branch with his knees, and hangs by his legs, his face inches away from Tallia. "I don't suppose you knew you're on the trail back to my camp?"
She blushes and shakes her head. "No, I didn't..."
He chuckles, "'sfine. I'm just foolin' with you." he looks around at the situation and says, "Isn't there some song about this?"
She blinks and blushes. "I...think there might be...but we're supposed to sitting, not hanging." She says with a giggle.
He upside-down shrugs. "Close enough... unless you want to be closer."
She smiles shyly and blushes. "I...think it's close enough..."
"Alright then. Hey - I never caught what you did before you fell through the whirlpool."
She swings back upright. "I work alongside the nobles of a city near my home. They pay me, and I help protect the city from storms by diverting them away."
"Hm seems lucrative. Must've taken some time to figure out magick like that."
She laughs. "Not really. It was natural to me."
"Really? huh..." he seems very impressed. "And it took years for old Per to figure out how to banish a cloud, let alone full-on control the weather."
She giggles. "Like I said, I've got quite a few surprises."
"And like I said, I can't wait to discover them." He flips to be sitting up, "Though I probably could've guessed there was a beautiful mind behind that beautiful face."
She giggles and blushes again.
"Have you ever done any traveling?"
She nods. "A bit."
He smiles and says, "Lucky. The last time I stayed in one place for more than a week was when I lived at the monastery.'
She scrunches her face up. "Ugghhhh... Those places are too stuff..."
He laughs a bit, lightly punches her playfully on the shoulder, and says. "Hey, don't make fun of my religion. My order really helped me out, I wouldn't be here without them. I owe them a lot for that."
She giggles. "I'm not. Just don't like monasteries..."
"Is it all the rules?"
"Among other things, yeah."
He chuckles, "I don't blame you. The first thing I did after getting out was sign up for work on a rum runner."
She giggles.
"You said among other things, what else?"
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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.
*Back. Was on a Community Minecraft SMP. Taking a break for some RP here and for lunch.*
*Cool. Who do you feel comfortable RPing right now?*
*Hmmm...*
*Or do you want me to pick?*
*Just not the twins.*
*I will give you options*
Raphael flies over to Elendon, carrying a cooler
Tohono (not possessed by Meroving) has Lothair fly over to him. The pseudodragon chirps and eventually lands on his head
*I know what this is... ;)*
Elendon smiles, and waits for him to land. "What's this, my friend?"
*Yep*
They land, setting it down. "Some swordfish I helped cook and got to keep. You said it was your favorite fish, to look at and to eat, so I endeavored to get some." She explains
He smiles widely, chuckling. "Thank you, my friend."
"Your welcome. Oh, and I totally did this because friends give friends gifts all the time and not out of a sense of repaying you for anything." They say, more directed at themselves then to Elendon.
He laughs, and gives Raphael a brief hug.
Raphael smiles and hugs them back. "Oh wait, I didn't get forks and whatnot... um... Well you can always pick them up later." He replies, trying not to freak out about him not doing a small chore for their god
Elendon laughs, and waves his hand. A set of cutlery appears before each of them.
Raphael lets out a sigh, at them not getting reprimanded. "Um... So do you want talk? We could restart those sandwich lunches I tried (and failed) to start."
He smiles. "Sure. Anything in particular about?"
They think for a second. "Um... If you weren't the god of adevntures, what would you be the god of? What is your second choice?"
He pauses. "I honestly don't know. he says after a few minutes."
"Um... Need time to think? Sorry if I am putting you on the spot."
He chuckles. "I seriously don't know. I was appointed my position by Stargazer."
Raphael gathers their words. "I remember you saying that the Stargazer let you offer suggestions, but it was ultimately up to them, although I might be remembering it wrong. Shall I amend my question?"
He shrugs. "I honestly don't remember what I said."
*Back. Was on a Community Minecraft SMP. Taking a break for some RP here and for lunch.*
*Cool. Who do you feel comfortable RPing right now?*
*Hmmm...*
*Or do you want me to pick?*
*Just not the twins.*
*I will give you options*
Raphael flies over to Elendon, carrying a cooler
Tohono (not possessed by Meroving) has Lothair fly over to him. The pseudodragon chirps and eventually lands on his head
*I know what this is... ;)*
Elendon smiles, and waits for him to land. "What's this, my friend?"
*Yep*
They land, setting it down. "Some swordfish I helped cook and got to keep. You said it was your favorite fish, to look at and to eat, so I endeavored to get some." She explains
He smiles widely, chuckling. "Thank you, my friend."
"Your welcome. Oh, and I totally did this because friends give friends gifts all the time and not out of a sense of repaying you for anything." They say, more directed at themselves then to Elendon.
He laughs, and gives Raphael a brief hug.
Raphael smiles and hugs them back. "Oh wait, I didn't get forks and whatnot... um... Well you can always pick them up later." He replies, trying not to freak out about him not doing a small chore for their god
Elendon laughs, and waves his hand. A set of cutlery appears before each of them.
Raphael lets out a sigh, at them not getting reprimanded. "Um... So do you want talk? We could restart those sandwich lunches I tried (and failed) to start."
He smiles. "Sure. Anything in particular about?"
They think for a second. "Um... If you weren't the god of adevntures, what would you be the god of? What is your second choice?"
He pauses. "I honestly don't know. he says after a few minutes."
"Um... Need time to think? Sorry if I am putting you on the spot."
He chuckles. "I seriously don't know. I was appointed my position by Stargazer."
Raphael gathers their words. "I remember you saying that the Stargazer let you offer suggestions, but it was ultimately up to them, although I might be remembering it wrong. Shall I amend my question?"
He shrugs. "I honestly don't remember what I said."
"Okay, no need to push... um... is it now your turn to ask a question?"
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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
Finn is walking back to the tavern from the woods, munching on an apple.
Jim is cutting up potatoes for potato soup.
*Hey INAC! Which do you want to do; Tallia/Fin or do something with my dwarf and Jim? I'm down for either.*
*Let's do Tallia/Fin for now, it looks like ima continue Jim/Raph rp w ghost.*
*Ok, no problem.*
As he's walking through the woods, he sees the tail of a black cat hanging off of a branch off to the side.
He smiles and leaps into the lower branches of the tree, scaling it quickly to the point that he's hanging from a branch looking right at what would be Tallia's back.
She leaps up to the next branch and hangs down, facing him, smiling shyly. "Hey there..." She says.
"Hi," he says, "where ya headed?"
"Nowhere." She says, a shy smile on her lips. "What about you?"
"Back to the tavern," he says, hands behind his back he flips off the trunk of the tree, grasps a nearby branch with his knees, and hangs by his legs, his face inches away from Tallia. "I don't suppose you knew you're on the trail back to my camp?"
She blushes and shakes her head. "No, I didn't..."
He chuckles, "'sfine. I'm just foolin' with you." he looks around at the situation and says, "Isn't there some song about this?"
She blinks and blushes. "I...think there might be...but we're supposed to sitting, not hanging." She says with a giggle.
He upside-down shrugs. "Close enough... unless you want to be closer."
She smiles shyly and blushes. "I...think it's close enough..."
"Alright then. Hey - I never caught what you did before you fell through the whirlpool."
She swings back upright. "I work alongside the nobles of a city near my home. They pay me, and I help protect the city from storms by diverting them away."
"Hm seems lucrative. Must've taken some time to figure out magick like that."
She laughs. "Not really. It was natural to me."
"Really? huh..." he seems very impressed. "And it took years for old Per to figure out how to banish a cloud, let alone full-on control the weather."
She giggles. "Like I said, I've got quite a few surprises."
"And like I said, I can't wait to discover them." He flips to be sitting up, "Though I probably could've guessed there was a beautiful mind behind that beautiful face."
She giggles and blushes again.
"Have you ever done any traveling?"
She nods. "A bit."
He smiles and says, "Lucky. The last time I stayed in one place for more than a week was when I lived at the monastery.'
She scrunches her face up. "Ugghhhh... Those places are too stuff..."
He laughs a bit, lightly punches her playfully on the shoulder, and says. "Hey, don't make fun of my religion. My order really helped me out, I wouldn't be here without them. I owe them a lot for that."
She giggles. "I'm not. Just don't like monasteries..."
"Is it all the rules?"
"Among other things, yeah."
He chuckles, "I don't blame you. The first thing I did after getting out was sign up for work on a rum runner."
A tall, slender figure walks into the tavern. Scraps of colorful cloth string from their clothing as they shut the door behind them. Their lower face is buried in a burgundy scarf, above which golden eyes peek out like lighthouses. Their skin is a beautiful chocolate color visible, only at the hands and the upper half of their face. Several golden earrings hang from each ear. Their short black hair is tied back into a tight bun with yet another strip of colorful cloth. She drums her fingers on the counter as if manipulating the strings of a baliset, and takes a seat for themselves in a corner booth. (The one that used to be Krathian's.)
Yazrin is sitting at the bar.
They sit down next to Yazrin, ordering water.
He orders a glass of Feywine, and smiles faintly. "What brings you here?"
"Business." they say with a thick accent that Yazrin can't quite place.
He slowly nods. "You looking for someone...?" He asks cautiously.
"Nyet." she downs her glass of water, pulling down the scarf momentarily to drink. "Well... I suppose you could say that."
He smiles slightly. "Hmmm..."
She glares at him. "Don't get any ideas bottom-dweller."
*He's a drow right?*
*Yes, he is.*
His eyes narrow immediately. "I long abandoned my people and their foul goddess. They've been hunting me for over 200 years now." He drains his glass in a single gulp before standing up, his maroon eyes flaring dangerously. "Be not quick to judge here; not everything, or everyone, are who they seem by looks." He spins, his forest green cloak flaring behind him as he moves towards the door, his movements alone revealing him to be a dangerous foe, simply from his grace and how effortlessly he moves.
"Sorry....that was just a ... very uncomfortable look you were giving me."
He pauses. I didn't mean anything by it. Friends, especially for one like me, even if I did abandon my people, are hard to find. He says, a touch of sadness in his voice.
"My deepest condolences."
He visibly sighs, and turns back to her. You don't know the half of it...but that's a story for another time, if at all. He smiles wryly briefly before walking back, and taking his seat next ot her again. "By the way, I'm Yazrin Tlin'Orrza."
She politely sticks out a hand, "Lyrith Afravanovel"
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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 tall, slender figure walks into the tavern. Scraps of colorful cloth string from their clothing as they shut the door behind them. Their lower face is buried in a burgundy scarf, above which golden eyes peek out like lighthouses. Their skin is a beautiful chocolate color visible, only at the hands and the upper half of their face. Several golden earrings hang from each ear. Their short black hair is tied back into a tight bun with yet another strip of colorful cloth. She drums her fingers on the counter as if manipulating the strings of a baliset, and takes a seat for themselves in a corner booth. (The one that used to be Krathian's.)
Yazrin is sitting at the bar.
They sit down next to Yazrin, ordering water.
He orders a glass of Feywine, and smiles faintly. "What brings you here?"
"Business." they say with a thick accent that Yazrin can't quite place.
He slowly nods. "You looking for someone...?" He asks cautiously.
"Nyet." she downs her glass of water, pulling down the scarf momentarily to drink. "Well... I suppose you could say that."
He smiles slightly. "Hmmm..."
She glares at him. "Don't get any ideas bottom-dweller."
*He's a drow right?*
*Yes, he is.*
His eyes narrow immediately. "I long abandoned my people and their foul goddess. They've been hunting me for over 200 years now." He drains his glass in a single gulp before standing up, his maroon eyes flaring dangerously. "Be not quick to judge here; not everything, or everyone, are who they seem by looks." He spins, his forest green cloak flaring behind him as he moves towards the door, his movements alone revealing him to be a dangerous foe, simply from his grace and how effortlessly he moves.
"Sorry....that was just a ... very uncomfortable look you were giving me."
He pauses. I didn't mean anything by it. Friends, especially for one like me, even if I did abandon my people, are hard to find. He says, a touch of sadness in his voice.
"My deepest condolences."
He visibly sighs, and turns back to her. You don't know the half of it...but that's a story for another time, if at all. He smiles wryly briefly before walking back, and taking his seat next ot her again. "By the way, I'm Yazrin Tlin'Orrza."
She politely sticks out a hand, "Lyrith Afravanovel"
He smiles slightly, and shakes her hand, his grip deceptively strong for his slender frame. "Pleasure to meet you, Lyrith."
Finn is walking back to the tavern from the woods, munching on an apple.
Jim is cutting up potatoes for potato soup.
*Hey INAC! Which do you want to do; Tallia/Fin or do something with my dwarf and Jim? I'm down for either.*
*Let's do Tallia/Fin for now, it looks like ima continue Jim/Raph rp w ghost.*
*Ok, no problem.*
As he's walking through the woods, he sees the tail of a black cat hanging off of a branch off to the side.
He smiles and leaps into the lower branches of the tree, scaling it quickly to the point that he's hanging from a branch looking right at what would be Tallia's back.
She leaps up to the next branch and hangs down, facing him, smiling shyly. "Hey there..." She says.
"Hi," he says, "where ya headed?"
"Nowhere." She says, a shy smile on her lips. "What about you?"
"Back to the tavern," he says, hands behind his back he flips off the trunk of the tree, grasps a nearby branch with his knees, and hangs by his legs, his face inches away from Tallia. "I don't suppose you knew you're on the trail back to my camp?"
She blushes and shakes her head. "No, I didn't..."
He chuckles, "'sfine. I'm just foolin' with you." he looks around at the situation and says, "Isn't there some song about this?"
She blinks and blushes. "I...think there might be...but we're supposed to sitting, not hanging." She says with a giggle.
He upside-down shrugs. "Close enough... unless you want to be closer."
She smiles shyly and blushes. "I...think it's close enough..."
"Alright then. Hey - I never caught what you did before you fell through the whirlpool."
She swings back upright. "I work alongside the nobles of a city near my home. They pay me, and I help protect the city from storms by diverting them away."
"Hm seems lucrative. Must've taken some time to figure out magick like that."
She laughs. "Not really. It was natural to me."
"Really? huh..." he seems very impressed. "And it took years for old Per to figure out how to banish a cloud, let alone full-on control the weather."
She giggles. "Like I said, I've got quite a few surprises."
"And like I said, I can't wait to discover them." He flips to be sitting up, "Though I probably could've guessed there was a beautiful mind behind that beautiful face."
She giggles and blushes again.
"Have you ever done any traveling?"
She nods. "A bit."
He smiles and says, "Lucky. The last time I stayed in one place for more than a week was when I lived at the monastery.'
She scrunches her face up. "Ugghhhh... Those places are too stuff..."
He laughs a bit, lightly punches her playfully on the shoulder, and says. "Hey, don't make fun of my religion. My order really helped me out, I wouldn't be here without them. I owe them a lot for that."
She giggles. "I'm not. Just don't like monasteries..."
"Is it all the rules?"
"Among other things, yeah."
He chuckles, "I don't blame you. The first thing I did after getting out was sign up for work on a rum runner."
She giggles.
"You said among other things, what else?"
She shrugs, and smiles slyly.
He laughs, "Alright, I'll leave it alone for now."
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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.
*Back. Was on a Community Minecraft SMP. Taking a break for some RP here and for lunch.*
*Cool. Who do you feel comfortable RPing right now?*
*Hmmm...*
*Or do you want me to pick?*
*Just not the twins.*
*I will give you options*
Raphael flies over to Elendon, carrying a cooler
Tohono (not possessed by Meroving) has Lothair fly over to him. The pseudodragon chirps and eventually lands on his head
*I know what this is... ;)*
Elendon smiles, and waits for him to land. "What's this, my friend?"
*Yep*
They land, setting it down. "Some swordfish I helped cook and got to keep. You said it was your favorite fish, to look at and to eat, so I endeavored to get some." She explains
He smiles widely, chuckling. "Thank you, my friend."
"Your welcome. Oh, and I totally did this because friends give friends gifts all the time and not out of a sense of repaying you for anything." They say, more directed at themselves then to Elendon.
He laughs, and gives Raphael a brief hug.
Raphael smiles and hugs them back. "Oh wait, I didn't get forks and whatnot... um... Well you can always pick them up later." He replies, trying not to freak out about him not doing a small chore for their god
Elendon laughs, and waves his hand. A set of cutlery appears before each of them.
Raphael lets out a sigh, at them not getting reprimanded. "Um... So do you want talk? We could restart those sandwich lunches I tried (and failed) to start."
He smiles. "Sure. Anything in particular about?"
They think for a second. "Um... If you weren't the god of adevntures, what would you be the god of? What is your second choice?"
He pauses. "I honestly don't know. he says after a few minutes."
"Um... Need time to think? Sorry if I am putting you on the spot."
He chuckles. "I seriously don't know. I was appointed my position by Stargazer."
Raphael gathers their words. "I remember you saying that the Stargazer let you offer suggestions, but it was ultimately up to them, although I might be remembering it wrong. Shall I amend my question?"
He shrugs. "I honestly don't remember what I said."
"Okay, no need to push... um... is it now your turn to ask a question?"
He laughs. "I mean, I thought we were just going to talk."
"Only an idiot thinks that. A gun is a weapon that creates cowards, it isn't fueled by them."
"Any man can point a gun at any beast and kill it. It is a cowards weapon because it takes no skill to kill a man with it."
Ace has to stifle a laugh at this. "Oh really?"
"Yes. A man has to be prepared to be killed to kill, firearms were made so that people don't have to fear others unless they have guns. And shields make them worthless."
"Alright then." Ace stands, drawing roullette and pointing it at the man, well within melee range, "Raise a shield, we'll see how good it does you."
He taps his shoulder and a red glow covers him, "Go."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He visibly sighs, and turns back to her. You don't know the half of it...but that's a story for another time, if at all. He smiles wryly briefly before walking back, and taking his seat next ot her again. "By the way, I'm Yazrin Tlin'Orrza."
"You said among other things, what else?"
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"
(How are you all doing?)
*okay. You?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He shrugs. "I honestly don't remember what I said."
"Okay, no need to push... um... is it now your turn to ask a question?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
(Doing good)
She shrugs, and smiles slyly.
She politely sticks out a hand, "Lyrith Afravanovel"
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"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He smiles slightly, and shakes her hand, his grip deceptively strong for his slender frame. "Pleasure to meet you, Lyrith."
"S'alright really, jes don' do that again, whatever it was."
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"
"It was... I tried to heal you, but it only made it worse... didn't it?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He laughs, "Alright, I'll leave it alone for now."
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 giggles, and scoots a little closer to him, smiling shyly.
Gravedigger is existing
He laughs. "I mean, I thought we were just going to talk."
"Not worse jus'... I don' really know what ye did. Heck I dunno if it even was you."
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"
He taps his shoulder and a red glow covers him, "Go."
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o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?