A 3'2 kobold walks into the tavern with a cheerful strut. His scales are a slightly dull brass color, and he has some deep green eyes. He wears a leather armor top with the midsection cut out, and similar leather pants with the leggings below the knees cut off. Two makeshift-looking pistols are on either side of his hips, and positioned all around his belt are various bags of what are possibly tools. Lifted up onto his forehead is a pair of goggles, and at random points in his mouth, he has about two gold teeth one silver tooth.
"Loot carrier sighted."
The kobold looked over blankly for a moment. "Excuse me?"
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A 3'2 kobold walks into the tavern with a cheerful strut. His scales are a slightly dull brass color, and he has some deep green eyes. He wears a leather armor top with the midsection cut out, and similar leather pants with the leggings below the knees cut off. Two makeshift-looking pistols are on either side of his hips, and positioned all around his belt are various bags of what are possibly tools. Lifted up onto his forehead is a pair of goggles, and at random points in his mouth, he has about two gold teeth one silver tooth.
galax is having a standoff with kinsley, cowboy style, but one has a fingergun and another a sub machine gun
He takes a seat on a stool and got a very colorful looking drink, looking over while sipping from a straw. "Hm, seems even."
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A 3'2 kobold walks into the tavern with a cheerful strut. His scales are a slightly dull brass color, and he has some deep green eyes. He wears a leather armor top with the midsection cut out, and similar leather pants with the leggings below the knees cut off. Two makeshift-looking pistols are on either side of his hips, and positioned all around his belt are various bags of what are possibly tools. Lifted up onto his forehead is a pair of goggles, and at random points in his mouth, he has about two gold teeth one silver tooth.
Gwen waves to them. "Hello? Who might you be?"
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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 3'2 kobold walks into the tavern with a cheerful strut. His scales are a slightly dull brass color, and he has some deep green eyes. He wears a leather armor top with the midsection cut out, and similar leather pants with the leggings below the knees cut off. Two makeshift-looking pistols are on either side of his hips, and positioned all around his belt are various bags of what are possibly tools. Lifted up onto his forehead is a pair of goggles, and at random points in his mouth, he has about two gold teeth one silver tooth.
"Loot carrier sighted."
The kobold looked over blankly for a moment. "Excuse me?"
"You have so many bags, are there shinies in them?"
Raphael frowns, unhappy memories flooding back. "I... I don't want to talk about this, not right now please. Like, my God is gone, my creator god is a vestage, Lore is gone, Noctus is gone, Rax is gone, Myrn is gone, Danger is gone, Wednesday is gone... I'm all alone..."
"Aw, well you can join me if you want or go on a fun adventure to free your gods or revive them? Like the earth god that's chained to a rock."
*We never did finish the sigil stuff*
"You're... You're a god?" They say, their whole world turned upside down
"Yes." Laughs maniacally
"Oh... Um... What are you the god of if I may ask."
"Lies, Thieves, Sins, Virtues, Morality, Contracts, I cover a lot of things back home ever since I joined the pantheon."
"I see..." Raphael says, internally conflicted. "Um... Got a slot open for an angel?"
"So many slots, you have no idea."
"I see... Um... Do you have a code of conduct for said angels?"
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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 3'2 kobold walks into the tavern with a cheerful strut. His scales are a slightly dull brass color, and he has some deep green eyes. He wears a leather armor top with the midsection cut out, and similar leather pants with the leggings below the knees cut off. Two makeshift-looking pistols are on either side of his hips, and positioned all around his belt are various bags of what are possibly tools. Lifted up onto his forehead is a pair of goggles, and at random points in his mouth, he has about two gold teeth one silver tooth.
Gwen waves to them. "Hello? Who might you be?"
He flashed a smile and waved cheerfully. "I'm Carsta, who're you?"
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galax is walking around, rolling a gold coin on his Knuckles
"Imma steal that later." Kinsley finger guns Galax
"are you really?" he says, pulling out a P90 sub machine gun "Im not so sure you are?"
"I am, I'm fricking unkillable you nerd." Kinsley laughs at the pathetic weapon
the p90 turns into the necrosword "I wouldent be so sure of that"
Kinsley walks over and looks at the sword, "No, do better, make it more evil, add a bird skull on the guard, some wisps of smoke, and then feathers on the handle and hilt." Kinsley hands over all that, "Do it. And then I'll be frightened."
A 3'2 kobold walks into the tavern with a cheerful strut. His scales are a slightly dull brass color, and he has some deep green eyes. He wears a leather armor top with the midsection cut out, and similar leather pants with the leggings below the knees cut off. Two makeshift-looking pistols are on either side of his hips, and positioned all around his belt are various bags of what are possibly tools. Lifted up onto his forehead is a pair of goggles, and at random points in his mouth, he has about two gold teeth one silver tooth.
galax is having a standoff with kinsley, cowboy style, but one has a fingergun and another a sub machine gun
He takes a seat on a stool and got a very colorful looking drink, looking over while sipping from a straw. "Hm, seems even."
A 3'2 kobold walks into the tavern with a cheerful strut. His scales are a slightly dull brass color, and he has some deep green eyes. He wears a leather armor top with the midsection cut out, and similar leather pants with the leggings below the knees cut off. Two makeshift-looking pistols are on either side of his hips, and positioned all around his belt are various bags of what are possibly tools. Lifted up onto his forehead is a pair of goggles, and at random points in his mouth, he has about two gold teeth one silver tooth.
Gwen waves to them. "Hello? Who might you be?"
He flashed a smile and waved cheerfully. "I'm Carsta, who're you?"
"Gwen." The youngling replies. "How is it going?"
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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 3'2 kobold walks into the tavern with a cheerful strut. His scales are a slightly dull brass color, and he has some deep green eyes. He wears a leather armor top with the midsection cut out, and similar leather pants with the leggings below the knees cut off. Two makeshift-looking pistols are on either side of his hips, and positioned all around his belt are various bags of what are possibly tools. Lifted up onto his forehead is a pair of goggles, and at random points in his mouth, he has about two gold teeth one silver tooth.
"Loot carrier sighted."
The kobold looked over blankly for a moment. "Excuse me?"
"You have so many bags, are there shinies in them?"
"They're my tools. And don't even think about it, no one other than me can even open them in the first place." -sips drink- "And yes, that does mean you can't even destroy the bags, and there are specialized enchantments on them, so a Dispel Magic spell wouldn't work."
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galax is walking around, rolling a gold coin on his Knuckles
"Imma steal that later." Kinsley finger guns Galax
"are you really?" he says, pulling out a P90 sub machine gun "Im not so sure you are?"
"I am, I'm fricking unkillable you nerd." Kinsley laughs at the pathetic weapon
the p90 turns into the necrosword "I wouldent be so sure of that"
Kinsley walks over and looks at the sword, "No, do better, make it more evil, add a bird skull on the guard, some wisps of smoke, and then feathers on the handle and hilt." Kinsley hands over all that, "Do it. And then I'll be frightened."
galax is walking around, rolling a gold coin on his Knuckles
"Imma steal that later." Kinsley finger guns Galax
"are you really?" he says, pulling out a P90 sub machine gun "Im not so sure you are?"
"I am, I'm fricking unkillable you nerd." Kinsley laughs at the pathetic weapon
the p90 turns into the necrosword "I wouldent be so sure of that"
Kinsley walks over and looks at the sword, "No, do better, make it more evil, add a bird skull on the guard, some wisps of smoke, and then feathers on the handle and hilt." Kinsley hands over all that, "Do it. And then I'll be frightened."
A 3'2 kobold walks into the tavern with a cheerful strut. His scales are a slightly dull brass color, and he has some deep green eyes. He wears a leather armor top with the midsection cut out, and similar leather pants with the leggings below the knees cut off. Two makeshift-looking pistols are on either side of his hips, and positioned all around his belt are various bags of what are possibly tools. Lifted up onto his forehead is a pair of goggles, and at random points in his mouth, he has about two gold teeth one silver tooth.
galax is having a standoff with kinsley, cowboy style, but one has a fingergun and another a sub machine gun
He takes a seat on a stool and got a very colorful looking drink, looking over while sipping from a straw. "Hm, seems even."
the p90 turns into the necrosword
-sips drink- "Slightly better odds for the kobold."
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A 3'2 kobold walks into the tavern with a cheerful strut. His scales are a slightly dull brass color, and he has some deep green eyes. He wears a leather armor top with the midsection cut out, and similar leather pants with the leggings below the knees cut off. Two makeshift-looking pistols are on either side of his hips, and positioned all around his belt are various bags of what are possibly tools. Lifted up onto his forehead is a pair of goggles, and at random points in his mouth, he has about two gold teeth one silver tooth.
"Loot carrier sighted."
The kobold looked over blankly for a moment. "Excuse me?"
"You have so many bags, are there shinies in them?"
"They're my tools. And don't even think about it, no one other than me can even open them in the first place." -sips drink- "And yes, that does mean you can't even destroy the bags, and there are specialized enchantments on them, so a Dispel Magic spell wouldn't work."
"... I see... What if I bring it to a place with a permanent anti-magic field?"
A 3'2 kobold walks into the tavern with a cheerful strut. His scales are a slightly dull brass color, and he has some deep green eyes. He wears a leather armor top with the midsection cut out, and similar leather pants with the leggings below the knees cut off. Two makeshift-looking pistols are on either side of his hips, and positioned all around his belt are various bags of what are possibly tools. Lifted up onto his forehead is a pair of goggles, and at random points in his mouth, he has about two gold teeth one silver tooth.
Gwen waves to them. "Hello? Who might you be?"
He flashed a smile and waved cheerfully. "I'm Carsta, who're you?"
"Gwen." The youngling replies. "How is it going?"
"Great, actually! How 'bout for you?"
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A 3'2 kobold walks into the tavern with a cheerful strut. His scales are a slightly dull brass color, and he has some deep green eyes. He wears a leather armor top with the midsection cut out, and similar leather pants with the leggings below the knees cut off. Two makeshift-looking pistols are on either side of his hips, and positioned all around his belt are various bags of what are possibly tools. Lifted up onto his forehead is a pair of goggles, and at random points in his mouth, he has about two gold teeth one silver tooth.
galax is having a standoff with kinsley, cowboy style, but one has a fingergun and another a sub machine gun
He takes a seat on a stool and got a very colorful looking drink, looking over while sipping from a straw. "Hm, seems even."
the p90 turns into the necrosword
-sips drink- "Slightly better odds for the kobold."
Kinsley draws their damascus cherry blossom katana, "How about now? I don't like losing."
galax is walking around, rolling a gold coin on his Knuckles
"Imma steal that later." Kinsley finger guns Galax
"are you really?" he says, pulling out a P90 sub machine gun "Im not so sure you are?"
"I am, I'm fricking unkillable you nerd." Kinsley laughs at the pathetic weapon
the p90 turns into the necrosword "I wouldent be so sure of that"
Kinsley walks over and looks at the sword, "No, do better, make it more evil, add a bird skull on the guard, some wisps of smoke, and then feathers on the handle and hilt." Kinsley hands over all that, "Do it. And then I'll be frightened."
"ill take back that goldpice that you just took"
"Dang. Here." Hands it over, "How?"
"because its not evan real" as the coin turns into a buisness card "get a real job and stop stealing all my coins" galax snaps his fingures and anything the kinsley had stolen from him appears in his outstreched hand, but disipiring with a crack, and a burst of light
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the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
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"I am, I'm fricking unkillable you nerd." Kinsley laughs at the pathetic weapon
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The kobold looked over blankly for a moment. "Excuse me?"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
the p90 turns into the necrosword "I wouldent be so sure of that"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
He takes a seat on a stool and got a very colorful looking drink, looking over while sipping from a straw. "Hm, seems even."
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.
Gwen waves to them. "Hello? Who might you be?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"You have so many bags, are there shinies in them?"
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"I see... Um... Do you have a code of conduct for said angels?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He flashed a smile and waved cheerfully. "I'm Carsta, who're you?"
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.
Kinsley walks over and looks at the sword, "No, do better, make it more evil, add a bird skull on the guard, some wisps of smoke, and then feathers on the handle and hilt." Kinsley hands over all that, "Do it. And then I'll be frightened."
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
the p90 turns into the necrosword
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
"Gwen." The youngling replies. "How is it going?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"No. Remember Shade? Yeah. Do what you want."
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"They're my tools. And don't even think about it, no one other than me can even open them in the first place." -sips drink- "And yes, that does mean you can't even destroy the bags, and there are specialized enchantments on them, so a Dispel Magic spell wouldn't work."
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.
"ill take back that goldpice that you just took"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
"Dang. Here." Hands it over, "How?"
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
-sips drink- "Slightly better odds for the kobold."
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.
"... I see... What if I bring it to a place with a permanent anti-magic field?"
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"Great, actually! How 'bout for you?"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Kinsley draws their damascus cherry blossom katana, "How about now? I don't like losing."
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"because its not evan real" as the coin turns into a buisness card "get a real job and stop stealing all my coins" galax snaps his fingures and anything the kinsley had stolen from him appears in his outstreched hand, but disipiring with a crack, and a burst of light
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented