A elf child walks in. They have red eyes, and their back teeth seem to be slightly pointed. They have long black hair, and wear clothing made from a combination of leaves and small furs. They carry a small doll, seemingly shaped to be some sort if dog like spiky creature
The figure stares at them.
They squeeze the doll, and wave nervously
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
A elf child walks in. They have red eyes, and their back teeth seem to be slightly pointed. They have long black hair, and wear clothing made from a combination of leaves and small furs. They carry a small doll, seemingly shaped to be some sort if dog like spiky creature
The figure stares at them.
They squeeze the doll, and wave nervously
The figure slowly waves back.
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All stars fade. Some stars forever fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Homebrew (Mostly Outdated):Magic Items,Monsters,Spells,Subclasses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
A elf child walks in. They have red eyes, and their back teeth seem to be slightly pointed. They have long black hair, and wear clothing made from a combination of leaves and small furs. They carry a small doll, seemingly shaped to be some sort if dog like spiky creature
The figure stares at them.
They squeeze the doll, and wave nervously
The figure slowly waves back.
"H-hello... Can... You speak common?"
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
A elf child walks in. They have red eyes, and their back teeth seem to be slightly pointed. They have long black hair, and wear clothing made from a combination of leaves and small furs. They carry a small doll, seemingly shaped to be some sort if dog like spiky creature
The figure stares at them.
They squeeze the doll, and wave nervously
The figure slowly waves back.
"H-hello... Can... You speak common?"
"Yes," the figure says nervously. They have a raspy, harsh voice that doesn't fully sound human.
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All stars fade. Some stars forever fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Homebrew (Mostly Outdated):Magic Items,Monsters,Spells,Subclasses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
A elf child walks in. They have red eyes, and their back teeth seem to be slightly pointed. They have long black hair, and wear clothing made from a combination of leaves and small furs. They carry a small doll, seemingly shaped to be some sort if dog like spiky creature
The figure stares at them.
They squeeze the doll, and wave nervously
The figure slowly waves back.
"H-hello... Can... You speak common?"
"Yes," the figure says nervously. They have a raspy, harsh voice that doesn't fully sound human.
They seem to not pay mind to this "O-ok... Do... You have something you like to be called?"
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
*LMAO, ALright Half, we'll just say by some miracle your rolls were added together so YAY!*
The chains snap, one by one, and Akrazul slowly dissipates until every chain has snapped. The chitinous Darkblade remains quiet and still, but Eris can hear the faintest sound of breathing. A glowing green light begins to glimmer through the vents in his helmet and he turns to look at Eris, standing up to his full height of around eight and a half feet.
"Thank you, Eris. I am not Akrazul. I am Aryix, The Unyielding Terror. Last of the Hive."
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The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that... "Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent* "Eliksni must rise...yes?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details
The young woman retired from her vantage point far above the citadel. Descending the winding stairs, she traced her hand along the ornately carved ivory walls, hung with velvet. Down and down she went, descending the length of the stairway, taking her into subterranean passages where the cloying smell of gore was an ever-present trace. Labyrinthine tunnels led her deeper and deeper into the maze, taking her past cells of prisoners where the dead and living were of equal number and even the roar of the crowds above went unheard. Every now and then a desperate, starving, hopeless captive, for this is how all those down below eventually turn out, would reach through the bars and make a grab at her cloak, her arm, her hand. These divided themselves into two parts: they all wanted food, it was whether they wanted her to bring food, or whether they wanted her as food that differentiated her supplicants. The further into the complex she wound the more of the latter she encountered and the more impatient she became, kicking away their hands where she would have brushed past minutes earlier. Eventually, she reached the cell she wanted to see.
Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details
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Galax is working on reparing a crossbow
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
They squeeze the doll, and wave nervously
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
*Quiet...*
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
*very Quiet*
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
The figure slowly waves back.
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall.
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
"H-hello... Can... You speak common?"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
"Yes," the figure says nervously. They have a raspy, harsh voice that doesn't fully sound human.
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall.
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
They seem to not pay mind to this "O-ok... Do... You have something you like to be called?"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
Raven is meditating, but a psudodragon keeps playing shreksophone
a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
the puesudo dragon gets a crossbow bolt shot by there head
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
Svarn catches the bolt, before saying to the one that shot them "dont you dare hurt my child again, or i wouldn't be merciful"
*intimidation: 21*
a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
galax is distracted, as his crossbow stirng broke
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
Svarn nods, before tending to his pet, who was off and trying to steal gold again
a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
galax is working on a crossbow
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
galax debates whether to buy a new crossbow
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
*LMAO, ALright Half, we'll just say by some miracle your rolls were added together so YAY!*
The chains snap, one by one, and Akrazul slowly dissipates until every chain has snapped. The chitinous Darkblade remains quiet and still, but Eris can hear the faintest sound of breathing. A glowing green light begins to glimmer through the vents in his helmet and he turns to look at Eris, standing up to his full height of around eight and a half feet.
"Thank you, Eris. I am not Akrazul. I am Aryix, The Unyielding Terror. Last of the Hive."
The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that...
"Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent*
"Eliksni must rise...yes?"
_________
When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
*Evening*
Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details
*Cutscene Part 2. Part 1
The young woman retired from her vantage point far above the citadel. Descending the winding stairs, she traced her hand along the ornately carved ivory walls, hung with velvet. Down and down she went, descending the length of the stairway, taking her into subterranean passages where the cloying smell of gore was an ever-present trace. Labyrinthine tunnels led her deeper and deeper into the maze, taking her past cells of prisoners where the dead and living were of equal number and even the roar of the crowds above went unheard. Every now and then a desperate, starving, hopeless captive, for this is how all those down below eventually turn out, would reach through the bars and make a grab at her cloak, her arm, her hand. These divided themselves into two parts: they all wanted food, it was whether they wanted her to bring food, or whether they wanted her as food that differentiated her supplicants. The further into the complex she wound the more of the latter she encountered and the more impatient she became, kicking away their hands where she would have brushed past minutes earlier. Eventually, she reached the cell she wanted to see.
Part 3 will be along sometime soon I hope.*
Chilling kinda vibe.
Ashmit (an old man with regal countenance in shabby clothes) is painting in the corner. You cannot make out the painting.
Chilling kinda vibe.
*Morning*
Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details