Sable is messing with his cards and a hiding humanity at this moment. He puts up his coat's hood to avoid the morning sunlight.
Adder came back inside, half of his white skin now burned with ash and coal. He chuckles to himself, holding a baby bunny that, surprisingly, still alive.
Jackson is still asleep on the couch in the library. His sword not to far from him.
*SOMEONE SAVE THIRTEEN HE'S GONNA BLEED OUT!!!*
Sable, spelling the scent of blood, looked around before peering out the doorway he had just came in. He stood up and pocketed his cards quickly. He walked through the dark forest, following the scent of blood till he found Thirteen lying there.
Thirteen groans. He seems to be having a nightmare. "n...no..." he weakly groans.
Sable blows a stream of smoke out of his mouth, flicking his cigarette butt elsewhere. He sniffs the body "you don't smell like you've been hurt long." He said. He almost considered getting one of his vials to fill up on blood but he knew better. He picked thirteen up and slung him over his shoulder. He chuckled "just like how I found my wife dead." He muttered to himself.
Thirteen isn't fatally wounded, but he is in great pain. The nightmare continues. "I... I didn't want... stop..."
"Stop talking to yourself, its sounds tragic" he said. His tired crimson eyes kept themselves focused on the path ahead.
"...Okay..." Now Thirteen seems to be waking up, dimly aware of his surroundings.
"Good" he said. Thirteen saw a rather dashing man with short auburn hair, dark crimson eyes, and pale skin. He smirked at thirteen "What's your name my fellow?"
"Thirteen... man, that darn dragon... he's got sharp claws."
*My dude!, tch, did you also take advantage of the warm weather?*
*Also, I SMEEL SILVER... *
*I had to work at a dirt bike track as a flagman, and even though it was c l o u d y, my spot was sunny.*
*And yes, Silver has made yet another comeback.*
*Dang dude, first of all, why dirt bike? Inst there places where there isn't metal vehicle's barreling towards you? Also Aloe, use aloe.*
*I will take advantage of this >:) *
*I got 60 dollars for about 10 hours of work, wooooooorth it. Also, I don't think we have aloe right now.*
*I hope so, I have had a huge craving to rp him.*
*... I have tons of extra aloe*
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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)
Sable is messing with his cards and a hiding humanity at this moment. He puts up his coat's hood to avoid the morning sunlight.
Adder came back inside, half of his white skin now burned with ash and coal. He chuckles to himself, holding a baby bunny that, surprisingly, still alive.
Jackson is still asleep on the couch in the library. His sword not to far from him.
*SOMEONE SAVE THIRTEEN HE'S GONNA BLEED OUT!!!*
Sable, spelling the scent of blood, looked around before peering out the doorway he had just came in. He stood up and pocketed his cards quickly. He walked through the dark forest, following the scent of blood till he found Thirteen lying there.
Thirteen groans. He seems to be having a nightmare. "n...no..." he weakly groans.
Sable blows a stream of smoke out of his mouth, flicking his cigarette butt elsewhere. He sniffs the body "you don't smell like you've been hurt long." He said. He almost considered getting one of his vials to fill up on blood but he knew better. He picked thirteen up and slung him over his shoulder. He chuckled "just like how I found my wife dead." He muttered to himself.
Thirteen isn't fatally wounded, but he is in great pain. The nightmare continues. "I... I didn't want... stop..."
"Stop talking to yourself, its sounds tragic" he said. His tired crimson eyes kept themselves focused on the path ahead.
"...Okay..." Now Thirteen seems to be waking up, dimly aware of his surroundings.
"Good" he said. Thirteen saw a rather dashing man with short auburn hair, dark crimson eyes, and pale skin. He smirked at thirteen "What's your name my fellow?"
"Thirteen... man, that darn dragon... he's got sharp claws."
Sable narrowed his eyes "Your bleeding his slow right now, not bad but needs work of a cleric or healer"
Sable is messing with his cards and a hiding humanity at this moment. He puts up his coat's hood to avoid the morning sunlight.
Adder came back inside, half of his white skin now burned with ash and coal. He chuckles to himself, holding a baby bunny that, surprisingly, still alive.
Jackson is still asleep on the couch in the library. His sword not to far from him.
*SOMEONE SAVE THIRTEEN HE'S GONNA BLEED OUT!!!*
Sable, spelling the scent of blood, looked around before peering out the doorway he had just came in. He stood up and pocketed his cards quickly. He walked through the dark forest, following the scent of blood till he found Thirteen lying there.
Thirteen groans. He seems to be having a nightmare. "n...no..." he weakly groans.
Sable blows a stream of smoke out of his mouth, flicking his cigarette butt elsewhere. He sniffs the body "you don't smell like you've been hurt long." He said. He almost considered getting one of his vials to fill up on blood but he knew better. He picked thirteen up and slung him over his shoulder. He chuckled "just like how I found my wife dead." He muttered to himself.
Thirteen isn't fatally wounded, but he is in great pain. The nightmare continues. "I... I didn't want... stop..."
"Stop talking to yourself, its sounds tragic" he said. His tired crimson eyes kept themselves focused on the path ahead.
"...Okay..." Now Thirteen seems to be waking up, dimly aware of his surroundings.
"Good" he said. Thirteen saw a rather dashing man with short auburn hair, dark crimson eyes, and pale skin. He smirked at thirteen "What's your name my fellow?"
"Thirteen... man, that darn dragon... he's got sharp claws."
Sable narrowed his eyes "Your bleeding his slow right now, not bad but needs work of a cleric or healer"
Sable is messing with his cards and a hiding humanity at this moment. He puts up his coat's hood to avoid the morning sunlight.
Adder came back inside, half of his white skin now burned with ash and coal. He chuckles to himself, holding a baby bunny that, surprisingly, still alive.
Jackson is still asleep on the couch in the library. His sword not to far from him.
*SOMEONE SAVE THIRTEEN HE'S GONNA BLEED OUT!!!*
Sable, spelling the scent of blood, looked around before peering out the doorway he had just came in. He stood up and pocketed his cards quickly. He walked through the dark forest, following the scent of blood till he found Thirteen lying there.
Thirteen groans. He seems to be having a nightmare. "n...no..." he weakly groans.
Sable blows a stream of smoke out of his mouth, flicking his cigarette butt elsewhere. He sniffs the body "you don't smell like you've been hurt long." He said. He almost considered getting one of his vials to fill up on blood but he knew better. He picked thirteen up and slung him over his shoulder. He chuckled "just like how I found my wife dead." He muttered to himself.
Thirteen isn't fatally wounded, but he is in great pain. The nightmare continues. "I... I didn't want... stop..."
"Stop talking to yourself, its sounds tragic" he said. His tired crimson eyes kept themselves focused on the path ahead.
"...Okay..." Now Thirteen seems to be waking up, dimly aware of his surroundings.
"Good" he said. Thirteen saw a rather dashing man with short auburn hair, dark crimson eyes, and pale skin. He smirked at thirteen "What's your name my fellow?"
"Thirteen... man, that darn dragon... he's got sharp claws."
Sable narrowed his eyes "Your bleeding his slow right now, not bad but needs work of a cleric or healer"
"...lovely."
As they reach the door of the tavern, Sable drops Thirteen "here you are, find yourself a cleric to heal yourself up."
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)
Sable is messing with his cards and a hiding humanity at this moment. He puts up his coat's hood to avoid the morning sunlight.
Adder came back inside, half of his white skin now burned with ash and coal. He chuckles to himself, holding a baby bunny that, surprisingly, still alive.
Jackson is still asleep on the couch in the library. His sword not to far from him.
*SOMEONE SAVE THIRTEEN HE'S GONNA BLEED OUT!!!*
Sable, spelling the scent of blood, looked around before peering out the doorway he had just came in. He stood up and pocketed his cards quickly. He walked through the dark forest, following the scent of blood till he found Thirteen lying there.
Thirteen groans. He seems to be having a nightmare. "n...no..." he weakly groans.
Sable blows a stream of smoke out of his mouth, flicking his cigarette butt elsewhere. He sniffs the body "you don't smell like you've been hurt long." He said. He almost considered getting one of his vials to fill up on blood but he knew better. He picked thirteen up and slung him over his shoulder. He chuckled "just like how I found my wife dead." He muttered to himself.
Thirteen isn't fatally wounded, but he is in great pain. The nightmare continues. "I... I didn't want... stop..."
"Stop talking to yourself, its sounds tragic" he said. His tired crimson eyes kept themselves focused on the path ahead.
"...Okay..." Now Thirteen seems to be waking up, dimly aware of his surroundings.
"Good" he said. Thirteen saw a rather dashing man with short auburn hair, dark crimson eyes, and pale skin. He smirked at thirteen "What's your name my fellow?"
"Thirteen... man, that darn dragon... he's got sharp claws."
Sable narrowed his eyes "Your bleeding his slow right now, not bad but needs work of a cleric or healer"
"...lovely."
As they reach the door of the tavern, Sable drops Thirteen "here you are, find yourself a cleric to heal yourself up."
"OW! Dude, you're gonna drop me on the dragonnel slashes!!?"
*My dude!, tch, did you also take advantage of the warm weather?*
*Also, I SMEEL SILVER... *
*I had to work at a dirt bike track as a flagman, and even though it was c l o u d y, my spot was sunny.*
*And yes, Silver has made yet another comeback.*
*Dang dude, first of all, why dirt bike? Inst there places where there isn't metal vehicle's barreling towards you? Also Aloe, use aloe.*
*I will take advantage of this >:) *
*I got 60 dollars for about 10 hours of work, wooooooorth it. Also, I don't think we have aloe right now.*
*I hope so, I have had a huge craving to rp him.*
*Take care of yourself if your in pain!! 0verkill! I will father you!!*
*Agreed, I feel like I may be able to use him*
*It's not a bad one, just a bit on my right arm and half my face, I've had much worse sunburns before.*shudders**
*-stares suspiciously-*
*mwhahahaha*
Sable walks back in from carrying thirteen out of the woods. He walks over to the bar and sits down, ordering an aged wine for himself. He pulls out a pack of cigarettes and pulls one out. He flicks his thumbs as if he is flicking a lighter when suddenly a spark shoots to life. He lights the cigarette before waving his hand to put out the flame he had conjured.
*My dude!, tch, did you also take advantage of the warm weather?*
*Also, I SMEEL SILVER... *
*I had to work at a dirt bike track as a flagman, and even though it was c l o u d y, my spot was sunny.*
*And yes, Silver has made yet another comeback.*
*Dang dude, first of all, why dirt bike? Inst there places where there isn't metal vehicle's barreling towards you? Also Aloe, use aloe.*
*I will take advantage of this >:) *
*I got 60 dollars for about 10 hours of work, wooooooorth it. Also, I don't think we have aloe right now.*
*I hope so, I have had a huge craving to rp him.*
*Take care of yourself if your in pain!! 0verkill! I will father you!!*
*Agreed, I feel like I may be able to use him*
*It's not a bad one, just a bit on my right arm and half my face, I've had much worse sunburns before.*shudders**
*-stares suspiciously-*
*mwhahahaha*
Sable walks back in from carrying thirteen out of the woods. He walks over to the bar and sits down, ordering an aged wine for himself. He pulls out a pack of cigarettes and pulls one out. He flicks his thumbs as if he is flicking a lighter when suddenly a spark shoots to life. He lights the cigarette before waving his hand to put out the flame he had conjured.
Silver, next to him, sips his wine. "Hello."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Sable is messing with his cards and a hiding humanity at this moment. He puts up his coat's hood to avoid the morning sunlight.
Adder came back inside, half of his white skin now burned with ash and coal. He chuckles to himself, holding a baby bunny that, surprisingly, still alive.
Jackson is still asleep on the couch in the library. His sword not to far from him.
*SOMEONE SAVE THIRTEEN HE'S GONNA BLEED OUT!!!*
Sable, spelling the scent of blood, looked around before peering out the doorway he had just came in. He stood up and pocketed his cards quickly. He walked through the dark forest, following the scent of blood till he found Thirteen lying there.
Thirteen groans. He seems to be having a nightmare. "n...no..." he weakly groans.
Sable blows a stream of smoke out of his mouth, flicking his cigarette butt elsewhere. He sniffs the body "you don't smell like you've been hurt long." He said. He almost considered getting one of his vials to fill up on blood but he knew better. He picked thirteen up and slung him over his shoulder. He chuckled "just like how I found my wife dead." He muttered to himself.
Thirteen isn't fatally wounded, but he is in great pain. The nightmare continues. "I... I didn't want... stop..."
"Stop talking to yourself, its sounds tragic" he said. His tired crimson eyes kept themselves focused on the path ahead.
"...Okay..." Now Thirteen seems to be waking up, dimly aware of his surroundings.
"Good" he said. Thirteen saw a rather dashing man with short auburn hair, dark crimson eyes, and pale skin. He smirked at thirteen "What's your name my fellow?"
"Thirteen... man, that darn dragon... he's got sharp claws."
Sable narrowed his eyes "Your bleeding his slow right now, not bad but needs work of a cleric or healer"
"...lovely."
As they reach the door of the tavern, Sable drops Thirteen "here you are, find yourself a cleric to heal yourself up."
"OW! Dude, you're gonna drop me on the dragonnel slashes!!?"
"yes, now go find yourself someone to heal you, blood can attract creatures you may not want"
*My dude!, tch, did you also take advantage of the warm weather?*
*Also, I SMEEL SILVER... *
*I had to work at a dirt bike track as a flagman, and even though it was c l o u d y, my spot was sunny.*
*And yes, Silver has made yet another comeback.*
*Dang dude, first of all, why dirt bike? Inst there places where there isn't metal vehicle's barreling towards you? Also Aloe, use aloe.*
*I will take advantage of this >:) *
*I got 60 dollars for about 10 hours of work, wooooooorth it. Also, I don't think we have aloe right now.*
*I hope so, I have had a huge craving to rp him.*
*Take care of yourself if your in pain!! 0verkill! I will father you!!*
*Agreed, I feel like I may be able to use him*
*It's not a bad one, just a bit on my right arm and half my face, I've had much worse sunburns before.*shudders**
*-stares suspiciously-*
*mwhahahaha*
Sable walks back in from carrying thirteen out of the woods. He walks over to the bar and sits down, ordering an aged wine for himself. He pulls out a pack of cigarettes and pulls one out. He flicks his thumbs as if he is flicking a lighter when suddenly a spark shoots to life. He lights the cigarette before waving his hand to put out the flame he had conjured.
Silver, next to him, sips his wine. "Hello."
Sable looked up and smiled slightly "Hello there, what can I help you with?"
*My dude!, tch, did you also take advantage of the warm weather?*
*Also, I SMEEL SILVER... *
*I had to work at a dirt bike track as a flagman, and even though it was c l o u d y, my spot was sunny.*
*And yes, Silver has made yet another comeback.*
*Dang dude, first of all, why dirt bike? Inst there places where there isn't metal vehicle's barreling towards you? Also Aloe, use aloe.*
*I will take advantage of this >:) *
*I got 60 dollars for about 10 hours of work, wooooooorth it. Also, I don't think we have aloe right now.*
*I hope so, I have had a huge craving to rp him.*
*Take care of yourself if your in pain!! 0verkill! I will father you!!*
*Agreed, I feel like I may be able to use him*
*It's not a bad one, just a bit on my right arm and half my face, I've had much worse sunburns before.*shudders**
*-stares suspiciously-*
*mwhahahaha*
Sable walks back in from carrying thirteen out of the woods. He walks over to the bar and sits down, ordering an aged wine for himself. He pulls out a pack of cigarettes and pulls one out. He flicks his thumbs as if he is flicking a lighter when suddenly a spark shoots to life. He lights the cigarette before waving his hand to put out the flame he had conjured.
Silver, next to him, sips his wine. "Hello."
Sable looked up and smiled slightly "Hello there, what can I help you with?"
Silver smiled, not having even looked at Sable yet. "That's my line. Anyways, I'm just saying hello."
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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.
*My dude!, tch, did you also take advantage of the warm weather?*
*Also, I SMEEL SILVER... *
*I had to work at a dirt bike track as a flagman, and even though it was c l o u d y, my spot was sunny.*
*And yes, Silver has made yet another comeback.*
*Dang dude, first of all, why dirt bike? Inst there places where there isn't metal vehicle's barreling towards you? Also Aloe, use aloe.*
*I will take advantage of this >:) *
*I got 60 dollars for about 10 hours of work, wooooooorth it. Also, I don't think we have aloe right now.*
*I hope so, I have had a huge craving to rp him.*
*Take care of yourself if your in pain!! 0verkill! I will father you!!*
*Agreed, I feel like I may be able to use him*
*It's not a bad one, just a bit on my right arm and half my face, I've had much worse sunburns before.*shudders**
*-stares suspiciously-*
*mwhahahaha*
Sable walks back in from carrying thirteen out of the woods. He walks over to the bar and sits down, ordering an aged wine for himself. He pulls out a pack of cigarettes and pulls one out. He flicks his thumbs as if he is flicking a lighter when suddenly a spark shoots to life. He lights the cigarette before waving his hand to put out the flame he had conjured.
Silver, next to him, sips his wine. "Hello."
Sable looked up and smiled slightly "Hello there, what can I help you with?"
Silver smiled, not having even looked at Sable yet. "That's my line. Anyways, I'm just saying hello."
He chuckled "Pleasure to meet you, May I ask what your name is?" He asked
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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... man, that darn dragon... he's got sharp claws."
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.
*... I have tons of extra aloe*
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)
*Take care of yourself if your in pain!! 0verkill! I will father you!!*
*Agreed, I feel like I may be able to use him*
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
Sable narrowed his eyes "Your bleeding his slow right now, not bad but needs work of a cleric or healer"
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
*It's not a bad one, just a bit on my right arm and half my face, I've had much worse sunburns before.*shudders**
*-stares suspiciously-*
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.
"...lovely."
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.
As they reach the door of the tavern, Sable drops Thirteen "here you are, find yourself a cleric to heal yourself up."
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
*Or anyone... the Whitewater thread is very quiet...*
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.
*I may or may not wait until Theren gets back. We'll see how I feel.*
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.
Asari is looking at people, worried
Kalnor is getting ready to go somewhere
Seeker is looking at people slowly
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"OW! Dude, you're gonna drop me on the dragonnel slashes!!?"
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.
Silver goes rigid, feeling eyes looking at him.
Ettor snores in his nap.
Taceli is still sunning outside.
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.
*mwhahahaha*
Sable walks back in from carrying thirteen out of the woods. He walks over to the bar and sits down, ordering an aged wine for himself. He pulls out a pack of cigarettes and pulls one out. He flicks his thumbs as if he is flicking a lighter when suddenly a spark shoots to life. He lights the cigarette before waving his hand to put out the flame he had conjured.
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
"Aye..." Thirteen lays painfully on the slashes in his side, reflecting on Sable's cruelty. "Hey you. Taceli. Are you a healer?" He calls to Taceli.
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.
Silver, next to him, sips his wine. "Hello."
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.
She sits up and looks around, her eyes fell on Thirteen. "I-I'm sorry, b-but I'm afraid not..."
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.
"yes, now go find yourself someone to heal you, blood can attract creatures you may not want"
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
Sable looked up and smiled slightly "Hello there, what can I help you with?"
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
Silver smiled, not having even looked at Sable yet. "That's my line. Anyways, I'm just saying hello."
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.
He chuckled "Pleasure to meet you, May I ask what your name is?" He asked
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