Tevelin is inside the library, looking for a way to undo the spell arcane lock.
*Knock or dispel magic, but tavern rooms are protected as per rule 7*
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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 Characters (Outdated)
"Today's the big day," Thirteen says to Caramel. "Time to resurrect my faithful subjects." Thirteen draws a large triangular shape with his sword, and scatters bones at the points of the triangle.
Adder was in the field. He was Sharpening his sword while a small campfire blazed before him. The weeds around him were frozen still with ice, the ground itself was hard with the cold.
Ark was inside, sitting by the fire. he was reading notes that were written in common and in elvish.
Omega was sleeping upstairs in their room, wrapped up in fluffy blankets.
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𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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Thirteen is outside, talking to his cat.
Tevelin is inside the library, looking for a way to undo the spell arcane lock.
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
*Knock or dispel magic, but tavern rooms are protected as per rule 7*
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Characters (Outdated)
Theren is mumbling under his breath as he flips through a pocketbook with an interesting symbol on the front.
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the aligator band plays louder
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galax walks over "hey theren"
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Theren looks up with slightly glazed over eyes before responding. "Hey Galax..."
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"are you drunk again?" galax frowns at Theren
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"Today's the big day," Thirteen says to Caramel. "Time to resurrect my faithful subjects." Thirteen draws a large triangular shape with his sword, and scatters bones at the points of the triangle.
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
"What no. I'm just remembering stuff." he giggles slightly before hiccuping
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"AWAKEN, MY LOYAL ONES!!!!" Thirteen bellows, casting animate dead.
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
"your drunk" galax touches therens shoulder and casts lester restoration
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Therens eyes become focused again before he frowns and looks back down at the pocketbook. "You wanna go somewhere and see something Galax?"
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galax shrugs, "i have nothing else to do today, so why not"
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"Alright." Theren stands up and puts away his pocketbook. He walks out of the tavern heading east
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"as long as we dont encounter another nightwalker..." galax says under his breath, before following Theren
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Theren stays quiet for most of the walk occasionally rubbing his eyes.
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galax follows him, humming a fimilar tune
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Theren walks into a clearing where a grave is and a cave entrance is nearby.
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galax relizes from previous discusions where he is and stops humming, bowing his head respectfully
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Adder was in the field. He was Sharpening his sword while a small campfire blazed before him. The weeds around him were frozen still with ice, the ground itself was hard with the cold.
Ark was inside, sitting by the fire. he was reading notes that were written in common and in elvish.
Omega was sleeping upstairs in their room, wrapped up in fluffy blankets.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘