*Im going to pause both adder and Jackson until the war so I calm down a bit and bring in two of my favorite f e l i n e children*
A pair of cats walk in. One is pure ginger with three long tails and deep purple eyes, the other is a brown and black tabby with amber eyes and a stump tail. They walk side by side until they get to the bar and jump up to the counter.
the ginger one turns to the stumpy one and let's out a few chirps and meows.
"use your words Remor" the stumpy one says
"fine ill use common Stealy" the Ginger one said, flicking his tails.
Nerima's shadow falls over them as she walks over. "KITTIES!!!"
Remor puffs up like a orange fluff ball "Do not touch me foul woman, I am Remor, god of the abyss, killer of angels!"
"Devil who got stuck as a cat.." Stealy pointed out.
She starts gently scratching Remor's head, giggling.
Remor lets out some sort of growl that doesn't sound like that of cat, but he allows the pets to happen.
Stealy stretches out, stump tail flicking back and forth.
She only giggles more at the growling. "You do funny noise, kitty."
remor arched his back "I AM NO KITTY. I AM A DEMON!" He growled.
Stealy was curled up like a potato
Nerima smiles. "Demon Kitty!"
He puffs up his small furred chest "INDEED"
She suddenly squeezed him into a hug.
Remo's purple eyes widen as his ears flattened against his head. "LET ME GO VILE WOMAN, THIS IS NO WAY TO TREAT A HIGH DEMON! I DEMAND YOU LET ME GO!"
"But you so fuzzy!" She started giggling again, slightly more insane-sounding than before.
He thrashes violently "LET ME GO I SAY! WHAT DO YOU WANT? MONEY? POWER? FAME?"
"I want hugs!" Her giggling turned into laughing as she held him like a baby.
*Adorable image in my head.*
Remor sighs and gives in, letting her hug him. His ears and tails droop slightly.
She continues to hug him for about 5 minutes, then sets him down. "Now for other Kitty turn!" She turned to Stealy, preparing to pick him up.
stealy looks up with no protest and gives into the hug
After Nerima has given a satisfactory amount of hugs, she sets Stealy back down.
stealy, now taking in affection from Nermia, perches himself on her shoulder contently
She looked at Remor. "You want other shoulder?"
He quickly shakes his head "keep your filthy hands away from my perfect coat"
She giggles and pets his head one last time before walking off.
*Im going to pause both adder and Jackson until the war so I calm down a bit and bring in two of my favorite f e l i n e children*
A pair of cats walk in. One is pure ginger with three long tails and deep purple eyes, the other is a brown and black tabby with amber eyes and a stump tail. They walk side by side until they get to the bar and jump up to the counter.
the ginger one turns to the stumpy one and let's out a few chirps and meows.
"use your words Remor" the stumpy one says
"fine ill use common Stealy" the Ginger one said, flicking his tails.
Nerima's shadow falls over them as she walks over. "KITTIES!!!"
Remor puffs up like a orange fluff ball "Do not touch me foul woman, I am Remor, god of the abyss, killer of angels!"
"Devil who got stuck as a cat.." Stealy pointed out.
She starts gently scratching Remor's head, giggling.
Remor lets out some sort of growl that doesn't sound like that of cat, but he allows the pets to happen.
Stealy stretches out, stump tail flicking back and forth.
She only giggles more at the growling. "You do funny noise, kitty."
remor arched his back "I AM NO KITTY. I AM A DEMON!" He growled.
Stealy was curled up like a potato
Nerima smiles. "Demon Kitty!"
He puffs up his small furred chest "INDEED"
She suddenly squeezed him into a hug.
Remo's purple eyes widen as his ears flattened against his head. "LET ME GO VILE WOMAN, THIS IS NO WAY TO TREAT A HIGH DEMON! I DEMAND YOU LET ME GO!"
"But you so fuzzy!" She started giggling again, slightly more insane-sounding than before.
He thrashes violently "LET ME GO I SAY! WHAT DO YOU WANT? MONEY? POWER? FAME?"
"I want hugs!" Her giggling turned into laughing as she held him like a baby.
*Adorable image in my head.*
Remor sighs and gives in, letting her hug him. His ears and tails droop slightly.
She continues to hug him for about 5 minutes, then sets him down. "Now for other Kitty turn!" She turned to Stealy, preparing to pick him up.
stealy looks up with no protest and gives into the hug
After Nerima has given a satisfactory amount of hugs, she sets Stealy back down.
stealy, now taking in affection from Nermia, perches himself on her shoulder contently
She looked at Remor. "You want other shoulder?"
He quickly shakes his head "keep your filthy hands away from my perfect coat"
She giggles and pets his head one last time before walking off.
Stealy remains on her shoulder as a f r I e n D.
*Hmmmm, -suspicious looks-*
"Kitty, what you name?"
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
*Time to bring back one of my favorite characters.*
The firmament opens and belches out a little bit of mist and a large hulking figure, which scrambles back frightenedly from the portal and rests for a moment, taking a deep breath. A small cat follows him out of the portal. It then sets off in the direction of the Tavern. "No, Scrum! Don't run off, please!" Calls out the larger figure in fear, and follows the cat into the Tavern. The door opens and what follows is a frightening sight, a tall bugbear in baggy pants, a trench coat, and a cabby hat. His sideburns, (some might call it a mane) fan out wide and a cigar rests on his lips. Who is this fearsome creature, perhaps he ate the man to whom belonged the frightened voice that everyone heard a moment ago? Still, if one pays close attention, they might notice the slight trembling of the cigar on his lips and his wide eyes. He picks up the cat and sits down in a booth, looking over his shoulder at the door every other minute or so.
*gasps* JIM*
Sharlene looks over, recognizing that fearful voice. She smiles viciously when she laid eyes on him. "Hey!" She waves him over. "Welcome, come on over here and have a drink with me!"
She can see Jim's mental process written on his face.
"But I don't want to, what if she, I dunno, challenges me to an arm wrestle and breaks my arm. Or my neck!?
True, but what if you don't do what she wants and she breaks your neck anyway?
...Good point."
He follows her over to the bar
She smiled. "Good choice! It's nice to see ya... what was your name, again?"
"J-jim. Nice to see ya Sh-sharlene."
*Jim Jim Jimmy Jim Jimmy Jim Jim Jim*
"Jim, how have you been? Still scared?"
"What d'ye think Sharlene? Th-there's people ... everywhere and s-some places I go th-there aren't enough p-people. Its n-nervewracking. I g-gotta watch my back, you know?" he chuckles lightly
She laughs. "Don't worry, if you want me to, I'll watch your back for ya!"
"Heh, thanks Sharlene."
*This is sharlene and Jim:*
*That almost made me spit out my coffee.*
"No problem, I'm more than strong enough for the both of us!"
"I'm s-sure you are."
"Just continue being scared for yourself, and stay near me, and you should survive the battle just fine!"
"O-okay, but I have more than j-just me to be scared for, y'know?" He scritches the fur on Scrums head
She took a loong drink from a bottle.
He takes out his cigar and drinks a little
When she gets done, she sets her empty bottle on the countertop. "If I'm not mistaken, we have about 15 minutes left until the attack begins."
"Thanks, I think I'll probably just sit in a booth with scrum."
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
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.
*Well I might as well get ready for the fight.... *
Adder was standing at the edge of the blessing, cloaked in all blacks and whites. His favorite dagger and sword by his side.
Jackson was on the roof, he had his war hammer, holy blessed sword, and a arrange of weapons. He wore in basic armor and cloak.
Remor, for the first time in his entire life of 20,567 years, was going to help in the fight. He sat his furry butt on the edge of the barrier, staring at the dark clouds.
*Well I might as well get ready for the fight.... *
Adder was standing at the edge of the blessing, cloaked in all blacks and whites. His favorite dagger and sword by his side.
Jackson was on the roof, he had his war hammer, holy blessed sword, and a arrange of weapons. He wore in basic armor and cloak.
Remor, for the first time in his entire life of 20,567 years, was going to help in the fight. He sat his furry butt on the edge of the barrier, staring at the dark clouds.
Theren walks over to Jackson with his bow in hand.
*Well I might as well get ready for the fight.... *
Adder was standing at the edge of the blessing, cloaked in all blacks and whites. His favorite dagger and sword by his side.
Jackson was on the roof, he had his war hammer, holy blessed sword, and a arrange of weapons. He wore in basic armor and cloak.
Remor, for the first time in his entire life of 20,567 years, was going to help in the fight. He sat his furry butt on the edge of the barrier, staring at the dark clouds.
*Yep*
Sharlene is waiting on the edge of the blessing.
Nerima is sitting on the edge of the roof.
Ettor is leaning against a wall, waiting.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
*Well I might as well get ready for the fight.... *
Adder was standing at the edge of the blessing, cloaked in all blacks and whites. His favorite dagger and sword by his side.
Jackson was on the roof, he had his war hammer, holy blessed sword, and a arrange of weapons. He wore in basic armor and cloak.
Remor, for the first time in his entire life of 20,567 years, was going to help in the fight. He sat his furry butt on the edge of the barrier, staring at the dark clouds.
Theren walks over to Jackson with his bow in hand.
*Well I might as well get ready for the fight.... *
Adder was standing at the edge of the blessing, cloaked in all blacks and whites. His favorite dagger and sword by his side.
Jackson was on the roof, he had his war hammer, holy blessed sword, and a arrange of weapons. He wore in basic armor and cloak.
Remor, for the first time in his entire life of 20,567 years, was going to help in the fight. He sat his furry butt on the edge of the barrier, staring at the dark clouds.
Theren walks over to Jackson with his bow in hand.
Jackson seems lost in thought.
"You alright there?" Theren asks. His face is slightly pale but a smile is plastered on his face.
*Well I might as well get ready for the fight.... *
Adder was standing at the edge of the blessing, cloaked in all blacks and whites. His favorite dagger and sword by his side.
Jackson was on the roof, he had his war hammer, holy blessed sword, and a arrange of weapons. He wore in basic armor and cloak.
Remor, for the first time in his entire life of 20,567 years, was going to help in the fight. He sat his furry butt on the edge of the barrier, staring at the dark clouds.
Theren walks over to Jackson with his bow in hand.
Jackson seems lost in thought.
galax walks over to theren and gives him a +2 shield, a ring of protection, and a scimitar of sharpness
*Well I might as well get ready for the fight.... *
Adder was standing at the edge of the blessing, cloaked in all blacks and whites. His favorite dagger and sword by his side.
Jackson was on the roof, he had his war hammer, holy blessed sword, and a arrange of weapons. He wore in basic armor and cloak.
Remor, for the first time in his entire life of 20,567 years, was going to help in the fight. He sat his furry butt on the edge of the barrier, staring at the dark clouds.
Theren walks over to Jackson with his bow in hand.
Jackson seems lost in thought.
galax walks over to theren and gives him a +2 shield, a ring of protection, and a scimitar of sharpness
Theren takes the ring and puts it on. He lets Galax keep all of the other stuff.
*Well I might as well get ready for the fight.... *
Adder was standing at the edge of the blessing, cloaked in all blacks and whites. His favorite dagger and sword by his side.
Jackson was on the roof, he had his war hammer, holy blessed sword, and a arrange of weapons. He wore in basic armor and cloak.
Remor, for the first time in his entire life of 20,567 years, was going to help in the fight. He sat his furry butt on the edge of the barrier, staring at the dark clouds.
Theren walks over to Jackson with his bow in hand.
Jackson seems lost in thought.
"You alright there?" Theren asks. His face is slightly pale but a smile is plastered on his face.
He nods "I know the tavern will hold but I worry about the things that aren't inside it."
*Well I might as well get ready for the fight.... *
Adder was standing at the edge of the blessing, cloaked in all blacks and whites. His favorite dagger and sword by his side.
Jackson was on the roof, he had his war hammer, holy blessed sword, and a arrange of weapons. He wore in basic armor and cloak.
Remor, for the first time in his entire life of 20,567 years, was going to help in the fight. He sat his furry butt on the edge of the barrier, staring at the dark clouds.
Theren walks over to Jackson with his bow in hand.
Jackson seems lost in thought.
"You alright there?" Theren asks. His face is slightly pale but a smile is plastered on his face.
He nods "I know the tavern will hold but I worry about the things that aren't inside it."
*Well I might as well get ready for the fight.... *
Adder was standing at the edge of the blessing, cloaked in all blacks and whites. His favorite dagger and sword by his side.
Jackson was on the roof, he had his war hammer, holy blessed sword, and a arrange of weapons. He wore in basic armor and cloak.
Remor, for the first time in his entire life of 20,567 years, was going to help in the fight. He sat his furry butt on the edge of the barrier, staring at the dark clouds.
Theren walks over to Jackson with his bow in hand.
Jackson seems lost in thought.
galax walks over to theren and gives him a +2 shield, a ring of protection, and a scimitar of sharpness
Theren takes the ring and puts it on. He lets Galax keep all of the other stuff.
Suddenly, through the darkness outside the blessing, a voice is heard. "Thauin Koshlakal, please come out. I know you're in there with your little friends. You can't scry me that easily."
*Well I might as well get ready for the fight.... *
Adder was standing at the edge of the blessing, cloaked in all blacks and whites. His favorite dagger and sword by his side.
Jackson was on the roof, he had his war hammer, holy blessed sword, and a arrange of weapons. He wore in basic armor and cloak.
Remor, for the first time in his entire life of 20,567 years, was going to help in the fight. He sat his furry butt on the edge of the barrier, staring at the dark clouds.
Theren walks over to Jackson with his bow in hand.
Jackson seems lost in thought.
galax walks over to theren and gives him a +2 shield, a ring of protection, and a scimitar of sharpness
Theren takes the ring and puts it on. He lets Galax keep all of the other stuff.
"no take it, i have my own gear"
Theren shakes his head no. "I'll be fine. I've got my bow anyways. Plus my sword and dagger."
Stealy remains on her shoulder as a f r I e n D.
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
*Hmmmm, -suspicious looks-*
"Kitty, what you name?"
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.
"Thanks, I think I'll probably just sit in a booth with scrum."
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"
*Well I might as well get ready for the fight.... *
Adder was standing at the edge of the blessing, cloaked in all blacks and whites. His favorite dagger and sword by his side.
Jackson was on the roof, he had his war hammer, holy blessed sword, and a arrange of weapons. He wore in basic armor and cloak.
Remor, for the first time in his entire life of 20,567 years, was going to help in the fight. He sat his furry butt on the edge of the barrier, staring at the dark clouds.
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
Theren walks over to Jackson with his bow in hand.
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"Alright, see ya after the battle!" She gets up and heads outside to wait.
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.
*Yep*
Sharlene is waiting on the edge of the blessing.
Nerima is sitting on the edge of the roof.
Ettor is leaning against a wall, waiting.
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.
Jim goes and huddles with Scrum in the booth
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"
Jackson seems lost in thought.
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
"You alright there?" Theren asks. His face is slightly pale but a smile is plastered on his face.
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
galax walks over to theren and gives him a +2 shield, a ring of protection, and a scimitar of sharpness
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
Theren takes the ring and puts it on. He lets Galax keep all of the other stuff.
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
He nods "I know the tavern will hold but I worry about the things that aren't inside it."
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
galax makes an anoucment
"stay inside the blessing and use ranged weapons to shoot the enimes outside the blessing"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
"Like the trees and animals?" Theren asks
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"no take it, i have my own gear"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
Suddenly, through the darkness outside the blessing, a voice is heard. "Thauin Koshlakal, please come out. I know you're in there with your little friends. You can't scry me that easily."
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.
Theren shakes his head no. "I'll be fine. I've got my bow anyways. Plus my sword and dagger."
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
Thirteen growls. "Thauin. How did he know that...?"
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.
"Thirteen stay calm."
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde