"T-then why does you h-hunter's instincts bother y-you so much?"
"..... I..... I..... No reason"
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Azazel goes out to look for adder, now carrying a goat
Adder looks up from his hunting. He smiles "hey there Az" he says. He was wearing a black trench coat, white button up shirt, and black trouser. He held a dead rabbit by its neck in a rather.... Sinster.. Way.
"Hey......"
Adder grins "what may I help you with love?" He asked, walking towards Azazel, the rabbit slung over his shoulder
"Wait wat?" Azazel asks, having not bee called that before.
"did I say something wrong?" He asked, now a little confused
"What you just called me......" Azazel tilts his head, "What did you mean by it?"
"I called you Love" he said, raising an eyebrow "and because I love you... Is that hard to understand?"
"What does that mean?"
'that I love you?" He said, tilting his head
Azazel nods, "Yes, what does that mean?"
Adder, getting it through his mind that Azazel did understand, leaned down and kissed him on his forehead.
"Look," Thirteen pulls out his sword and points upwards to the strange, swirling storm clouds above the tavern. "That's Feakor's mark. Emperor of the Shadowfell. I've resisted him for years and years, helping refugees not die. He's a gentlemen, but he's also a sociopath. And he will destroy us all with the utmost pleasure."
"He sounds nice, i'd like to meet them." Damien says
"HE'S A MURDERER!!!" Thirteen shouts. "HE KILLED MY FAMILY!!!!"
"No ones perfect. We all have our reasons for doing things."
"He killed... seventeen thousand innocents... in his own army... and all their families..." Thirteen says quietly, his teeth gritted so hard that he winces.
"Again, no one's perfect. And no one's innocent."
"You can't just let him keep murdering people though,"
*I love that I made Jackson so hate-able amongst necromancer's :D. And to your comment Gamer_Thirteen, your about to get a new necromancer friend very soon mwhahahah*
*Welp, since Sharlene isn't getting any action right now, deactivating her to bring good ol' Nerima back!*
Nerima is happily hopping along some branches of some nearby trees. To someone like Jackson, she obviously reeks of death and decay.
Like wolf smelling prey, Jackson head snaps to the direction of Nerima
Feeling a brand new set of eyes on her, Nerima turns from her currrent branch to meet his gaze. She stares emotionlessly for a bit before giggling and waving.
Jackson draws something in the air, a sigil almost before looking away
She teleports directly in front of him, smiling extremely widely. "Hi! I feel you look, so I say hi!" Her very much insane eyes stared into his with almost... knowing look.
He stares back, eyes shining under his hood "you reek of death" he says bluntly
She continues smiling. "I do. Death magic do that."
Taceli has finished her sandwich, and is now walking outside to go find Theren.
Theren is near the front of the tavern
She walks up to him. "Okay! I'm ready for the walk."
Theren nods. There is a short sword on his left hip and a dagger strapped on his chest.
"Why do you have weapons?"
"Just in case of doppelgangers..." Theren doesn't elaborate and starts walking into the woods.
"wat?" She struggles to keep up for a moment, but stays close once she does.
"They shouldn't be a problem." Theren says trying to reassure her.
"O-okay..."
"You'll be safe with me." Theren says. He puts a hand on her shoulder trying to comfort her.
"I'm n-not doubting that, but why are we heading to where t-things like that could be a problem?"
"It reminds me of home...."
She stayed quiet. "I'm not sure that's v-very healthy."
Theren looks very relaxed before saying, "I've never felt better."
She looked at him for a bit before setting her eyes back on the area in front of them as they walked.
-30 minutes later-
Theren stops and stands still for a moment taking in his surroundings.
Taceli takes a seat against a tree for a moment.
Theren looks down a ridge that's nearby.
She looks down as well.
"We should proba-" There is a flash of movement and an ear piercing shriek as Theren and a creature go over the ridge. There is a loud crack of breaking bone and Therens scream.
Azazel has found a goat, and is watching it from behind the couch
Poppy is jumping into a portal
Damien is out in the fields, testing a bone golem
*i feel like annoying Damien today :>*
Jackson appeared behind him, watching him try and control it.
*Yay :D*
Damien seems to have good control over the golem, which is designed much like a giant snake.
Jackson watched through narrow eyes, both despising it and damien but also amazed what magic these days could accomplish.
After having the snake do a few rudimentary tasks, including attacking a scarecrow, damien claps, calling it over before patting its bony head, "Good job"
"The bones... Naga?" he asked, using his sword like a cane.
"Hm?" Damien looks over, "Yes, its a naga."
"How did you acquire such bones?" he asked, seemingly more interested on how then fighting him
"Theirs a mammoth graveyard a few days trips from here. Sometimes i can find humanoid skeletons, but for the beast parts i usually go there."
"mnn" he said, more sicken by him pointing the skeleton part. He watches the bone Naga for a second before turning his attention Damien.
"What?" Damien asks when they look at him.
"why do you do what you do."
"Gotta be more specific than that. I have a lot of things i do that people find questionable."
"why necromancy?" He questions bluntly
"BEcause it works. What other reasons would i have for this kind of thing?"
Jackson doesn't say anything but grumbles to himself.
"Everyone acts like me doing necromancy means i'm evil."
Jackson narrows his eyes "I never said that you yourself were evil, just the act of bringing something that is dead to life"
"So when a cleric does that, its normal, but when i do it its "Evil" and "Desacrating my uncle's grave". Typical bias."
'i don't approve of anyone doing it, Crazed doctors or Cleric's. Both disgust me to my core" he said through gritted teeth
"Why? Whats so wrong with reviving someone?"
"the dead aren't meant to be revived, Thays why its called dead"
"I prefer to call them deadish,"
"you disturb me Damien" Jackson says, looking at him out of the corner of his eye
"I disturb myself a lot of the time."
*TAGLINE FOR DAMIEN*
Jackson, with no G O O D way to respond to that remark, picks up his sword from the soil where it stood. He sheathed it back in its scabbard and watched the darkening stormy sky.
Jackson watched the rain slowly starting to fall. "you should get inside" he said
"Meh, i like the rain."
He takes his cloak off and throws it at Damien "it wont be much fun to kill you if you get whatever type of sickness humans get" he said. He had dark brown hair, fair skin with black flecks around his neck like black mold, his eye were covered by a blindfold.
Damien catches the cloak, "I can't get sick, not enough parts that can get a virus anymore."
Azazel goes out to look for adder, now carrying a goat
Adder looks up from his hunting. He smiles "hey there Az" he says. He was wearing a black trench coat, white button up shirt, and black trouser. He held a dead rabbit by its neck in a rather.... Sinster.. Way.
"Hey......"
Adder grins "what may I help you with love?" He asked, walking towards Azazel, the rabbit slung over his shoulder
"Wait wat?" Azazel asks, having not bee called that before.
"did I say something wrong?" He asked, now a little confused
"What you just called me......" Azazel tilts his head, "What did you mean by it?"
"I called you Love" he said, raising an eyebrow "and because I love you... Is that hard to understand?"
"What does that mean?"
'that I love you?" He said, tilting his head
Azazel nods, "Yes, what does that mean?"
Adder, getting it through his mind that Azazel did understand, leaned down and kissed him on his forehead.
*I love that I made Jackson so hate-able amongst necromancer's :D. And to your comment Gamer_Thirteen, your about to get a new necromancer friend very soon mwhahahah*
*Welp, since Sharlene isn't getting any action right now, deactivating her to bring good ol' Nerima back!*
Nerima is happily hopping along some branches of some nearby trees. To someone like Jackson, she obviously reeks of death and decay.
Like wolf smelling prey, Jackson head snaps to the direction of Nerima
Feeling a brand new set of eyes on her, Nerima turns from her currrent branch to meet his gaze. She stares emotionlessly for a bit before giggling and waving.
Jackson draws something in the air, a sigil almost before looking away
She teleports directly in front of him, smiling extremely widely. "Hi! I feel you look, so I say hi!" Her very much insane eyes stared into his with almost... knowing look.
He stares back, eyes shining under his hood "you reek of death" he says bluntly
She continues smiling. "I do. Death magic do that."
Jackson narrows his eyes, judging her
She continues smiling as she studies him. "Why you have wings?"
*I remember you mentioning he looked different under truesight, he had wings, right?*
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"T-then why does you h-hunter's instincts bother y-you so much?"
"..... I..... I..... No reason"
She tilted her head. "There has to be one."
"D-Does there?" She seems very scared now
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"Look," Thirteen pulls out his sword and points upwards to the strange, swirling storm clouds above the tavern. "That's Feakor's mark. Emperor of the Shadowfell. I've resisted him for years and years, helping refugees not die. He's a gentlemen, but he's also a sociopath. And he will destroy us all with the utmost pleasure."
"He sounds nice, i'd like to meet them." Damien says
"HE'S A MURDERER!!!" Thirteen shouts. "HE KILLED MY FAMILY!!!!"
"No ones perfect. We all have our reasons for doing things."
"He killed... seventeen thousand innocents... in his own army... and all their families..." Thirteen says quietly, his teeth gritted so hard that he winces.
"Again, no one's perfect. And no one's innocent."
"You can't just let him keep murdering people though,"
"Actually i can. Because i don't need to help him, or help people fight him."
Azazel has found a goat, and is watching it from behind the couch
Poppy is jumping into a portal
Damien is out in the fields, testing a bone golem
*i feel like annoying Damien today :>*
Jackson appeared behind him, watching him try and control it.
*Yay :D*
Damien seems to have good control over the golem, which is designed much like a giant snake.
Jackson watched through narrow eyes, both despising it and damien but also amazed what magic these days could accomplish.
After having the snake do a few rudimentary tasks, including attacking a scarecrow, damien claps, calling it over before patting its bony head, "Good job"
"The bones... Naga?" he asked, using his sword like a cane.
"Hm?" Damien looks over, "Yes, its a naga."
"How did you acquire such bones?" he asked, seemingly more interested on how then fighting him
"Theirs a mammoth graveyard a few days trips from here. Sometimes i can find humanoid skeletons, but for the beast parts i usually go there."
"mnn" he said, more sicken by him pointing the skeleton part. He watches the bone Naga for a second before turning his attention Damien.
"What?" Damien asks when they look at him.
"why do you do what you do."
"Gotta be more specific than that. I have a lot of things i do that people find questionable."
"why necromancy?" He questions bluntly
"BEcause it works. What other reasons would i have for this kind of thing?"
Jackson doesn't say anything but grumbles to himself.
"Everyone acts like me doing necromancy means i'm evil."
Jackson narrows his eyes "I never said that you yourself were evil, just the act of bringing something that is dead to life"
"So when a cleric does that, its normal, but when i do it its "Evil" and "Desacrating my uncle's grave". Typical bias."
'i don't approve of anyone doing it, Crazed doctors or Cleric's. Both disgust me to my core" he said through gritted teeth
"Why? Whats so wrong with reviving someone?"
"the dead aren't meant to be revived, Thays why its called dead"
"I prefer to call them deadish,"
"you disturb me Damien" Jackson says, looking at him out of the corner of his eye
"I disturb myself a lot of the time."
*TAGLINE FOR DAMIEN*
Jackson, with no G O O D way to respond to that remark, picks up his sword from the soil where it stood. He sheathed it back in its scabbard and watched the darkening stormy sky.
Jackson watched the rain slowly starting to fall. "you should get inside" he said
"Meh, i like the rain."
He takes his cloak off and throws it at Damien "it wont be much fun to kill you if you get whatever type of sickness humans get" he said. He had dark brown hair, fair skin with black flecks around his neck like black mold, his eye were covered by a blindfold.
Damien catches the cloak, "I can't get sick, not enough parts that can get a virus anymore."
"You never know" he said, holding up a hand to the rain.
For a flash of a second, as if time stood still. Jackson's wings could almost be made out in the blur of the rain.
He patted her head, turning her around again so she could get a good view of everything possible.
"Wow, its like we're in like.... the sky? I think?"
"Yes, that's what the elemental plane of air is like, nothing but sky and random islands stretching for Infinity."
"Isn't that impossable?"
"Nope."
"Ok, you've convinced me."
*That almost made me choke on my spit, congratulations.*
He chuckled. "It's a bit difficult to understand at first, so just accepting it for now and thinking about it later is for the best."
*Yay, homicide :D*
"Yep, let the smart people do teh thinking."
He chuckled some more. "Just let me know whenever you're ready to go back. For now, let's go over to that island over there." He pointed to a small 10ft round, grassy island with a large tree covering most of it in shade.
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Thirteen begins to go inside, but stops Damien. "If you want to live, you better let me do necromancy again."
"No. And threaten me, and you'll be my next undead.""
"All right, don't say I didn't warn you. I need to do some research..." Thirteen dashes inside to a table near the fire and takes eight large tomes, an abacus, two strange silvery machines of a modron design, and his trusty journal and pencil.
Taceli has finished her sandwich, and is now walking outside to go find Theren.
Theren is near the front of the tavern
She walks up to him. "Okay! I'm ready for the walk."
Theren nods. There is a short sword on his left hip and a dagger strapped on his chest.
"Why do you have weapons?"
"Just in case of doppelgangers..." Theren doesn't elaborate and starts walking into the woods.
"wat?" She struggles to keep up for a moment, but stays close once she does.
"They shouldn't be a problem." Theren says trying to reassure her.
"O-okay..."
"You'll be safe with me." Theren says. He puts a hand on her shoulder trying to comfort her.
"I'm n-not doubting that, but why are we heading to where t-things like that could be a problem?"
"It reminds me of home...."
She stayed quiet. "I'm not sure that's v-very healthy."
Theren looks very relaxed before saying, "I've never felt better."
She looked at him for a bit before setting her eyes back on the area in front of them as they walked.
-30 minutes later-
Theren stops and stands still for a moment taking in his surroundings.
Taceli takes a seat against a tree for a moment.
Theren looks down a ridge that's nearby.
She looks down as well.
"We should proba-" There is a flash of movement and an ear piercing shriek as Theren and a creature go over the ridge. There is a loud crack of breaking bone and Therens scream.
She squeals and looks down over the edge, very scared.
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"..... I..... I..... No reason"
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*That almost made me choke on my spit, congratulations.*
He chuckled. "It's a bit difficult to understand at first, so just accepting it for now and thinking about it later is for the best."
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Adder, getting it through his mind that Azazel did understand, leaned down and kissed him on his forehead.
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
She tilted her head. "There has to be one."
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She looks down as well.
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"You can't just let him keep murdering people though,"
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"No. And threaten me, and you'll be my next undead.""
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Jackson narrows his eyes, judging her
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
"We should proba-" There is a flash of movement and an ear piercing shriek as Theren and a creature go over the ridge. There is a loud crack of breaking bone and Therens scream.
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Damien catches the cloak, "I can't get sick, not enough parts that can get a virus anymore."
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*Yay, homicide :D*
"Yep, let the smart people do teh thinking."
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Jackson was dealing with Damien, Thirteen, and Nermia.
Victor was inside, admiring the rain and finally getting a spot of rest.
Adder was talking with Azazel.
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
*[Confused azazel noise]*
"Ok.... and what does that mean?"
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She continues smiling as she studies him. "Why you have wings?"
*I remember you mentioning he looked different under truesight, he had wings, right?*
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"D-Does there?" She seems very scared now
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"Actually i can. Because i don't need to help him, or help people fight him."
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"You never know" he said, holding up a hand to the rain.
For a flash of a second, as if time stood still. Jackson's wings could almost be made out in the blur of the rain.
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
He chuckled some more. "Just let me know whenever you're ready to go back. For now, let's go over to that island over there." He pointed to a small 10ft round, grassy island with a large tree covering most of it in shade.
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.
"All right, don't say I didn't warn you. I need to do some research..." Thirteen dashes inside to a table near the fire and takes eight large tomes, an abacus, two strange silvery machines of a modron design, and his trusty journal and pencil.
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.
She squeals and looks down over the edge, very scared.
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.