A Half-Drow enters the Tavern garbed in a dark cloak, a hood pulled over his head to hide the top half of his face. His golden eyes shine and glimmer through the shadows of his hood as he takes a seat.
*Hey newbie! know the rules & whatnot? either way I'm sure a guy like this would see the bounty hunter for hire poster*
*hes not new.... hes an old frequenter to thaverns like these*
A Half-Drow enters the Tavern garbed in a dark cloak, a hood pulled over his head to hide the top half of his face. His golden eyes shine and glimmer through the shadows of his hood as he takes a seat.
*Hey newbie! know the rules & whatnot? either way I'm sure a guy like this would see the bounty hunter for hire poster*
*I'm not new.*
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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.)
Yorac walks out of his room and downstairs, rubbing the top of his head. He looks around before shrugging and sitting down in the lounge area.
*Anyone need a description?*
*Yes I diddly do*
Kelipso looks up from his nap and waves happily, Gordon was to busy eating a bug.
Yorac waves in return. “Hello.” His voice sounds as if he’s just woken from a long sleep. “What time is it?”
Kelipso smiles "no idea" he picks up Gordon so Gordon could look. The winter wolf makes a noise that he is being pulled away from his bug lunch and was not happy about it. Kelipso smiled again "this is Gordon, who are you?"
“I’m Yorac.” He rubs his arm and yawns. “What’s your name?” He collapses down into a chair, obviously exhausted.
"Im Kelipso" the teifling said with a smile. He looked down at Gordon for a minute before speaking infernal to the wolf then looking up "do you want any breakfast or coffee? You appear to be waking upP
“Breakfast would be nice. I’ll pay.” He pulls a few electrum hexagonal coins from his pocket. “What would you like?”
"oh no you don't have too!! I can! Your the one who is not feeling well!" The teifling says "Jason might get made that im helping someone I don't know but the least I can do is help!"
“Who’s Jason? Besides, I want to pay. It’s fine. You offered breakfast. It’s the least I can do.”
"well thats very kind of you" he said and bowed his head
“So, what would you like?”
"Bread please, nothing to expensive" he said with a grin.
“Just bread? OK.” Yorac goes and gets their breakfast before returning and setting it down on a table. “Eat with me?”
A Half-Drow enters the Tavern garbed in a dark cloak, a hood pulled over his head to hide the top half of his face. His golden eyes shine and glimmer through the shadows of his hood as he takes a seat.
*Hey newbie! know the rules & whatnot? either way I'm sure a guy like this would see the bounty hunter for hire poster*
A Half-Drow enters the Tavern garbed in a dark cloak, a hood pulled over his head to hide the top half of his face. His golden eyes shine and glimmer through the shadows of his hood as he takes a seat.
*Hey newbie! know the rules & whatnot? either way I'm sure a guy like this would see the bounty hunter for hire poster*
*I'm not new.*
*sorry, I am. probably clear.*
*Yup, lol, it's alright!*
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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.)
Yorac walks out of his room and downstairs, rubbing the top of his head. He looks around before shrugging and sitting down in the lounge area.
*Anyone need a description?*
*Yes I diddly do*
Kelipso looks up from his nap and waves happily, Gordon was to busy eating a bug.
Yorac waves in return. “Hello.” His voice sounds as if he’s just woken from a long sleep. “What time is it?”
Kelipso smiles "no idea" he picks up Gordon so Gordon could look. The winter wolf makes a noise that he is being pulled away from his bug lunch and was not happy about it. Kelipso smiled again "this is Gordon, who are you?"
“I’m Yorac.” He rubs his arm and yawns. “What’s your name?” He collapses down into a chair, obviously exhausted.
"Im Kelipso" the teifling said with a smile. He looked down at Gordon for a minute before speaking infernal to the wolf then looking up "do you want any breakfast or coffee? You appear to be waking upP
“Breakfast would be nice. I’ll pay.” He pulls a few electrum hexagonal coins from his pocket. “What would you like?”
"oh no you don't have too!! I can! Your the one who is not feeling well!" The teifling says "Jason might get made that im helping someone I don't know but the least I can do is help!"
“Who’s Jason? Besides, I want to pay. It’s fine. You offered breakfast. It’s the least I can do.”
"well thats very kind of you" he said and bowed his head
“So, what would you like?”
"Bread please, nothing to expensive" he said with a grin.
“Just bread? OK.” Yorac goes and gets their breakfast before returning and setting it down on a table. “Eat with me?”
He nods and takes the bread, sitting across from Yorac. He happily eats it, feeding some to Gordon who sat beneath the table.
A Half-Drow enters the Tavern garbed in a dark cloak, a hood pulled over his head to hide the top half of his face. His golden eyes shine and glimmer through the shadows of his hood as he takes a seat.
A 5'10 woman walks in, looking around with a very jovial/inquisitive facial expression. She has a mixture of different types of clothing, it seems both expensive and cheap somehow, comfortable but restricting at the same time. *Not bothering with specifics, enjoy you imagination on that bit* Her hair was long, messy, and very wild. A bit of it hung over the left half of her face, hiding it. It was chocolate brown, with streaks of various colors running through it occasionally. Her right eye was emerald green, and she had a tattoo of a club (like from a card set) on her cheek below her eye. Her skin was a very healthy color, and seemed natural, with no makeup. She looked around for a bit before walking over to a table and pulling out a deck of cards and shuffling them.
*Her intro in case you wanna read it.*
The woman takes a seat in front of him, smiling cryptically. She takes out her set of cards and starts shuffling them.
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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.
*hes not new.... hes an old frequenter to thaverns like these*
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
galax feels like something is watching him, but shrugs it off and continues reading
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
Azazel continues to mess with adder's horns
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
*I'm not new.*
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.)
“Just bread? OK.” Yorac goes and gets their breakfast before returning and setting it down on a table. “Eat with me?”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
A snake like kobold body slips through the brush.
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
Adder purrs happily before biting Azazel's finger gently
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
"Okay, for the soup and bread, that's six silver and two copper pieces." Klei says, his not-slashed eye still watering.
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.
*sorry, I am. probably clear.*
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*OMEGAAAA!!!*
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.
*Yup, lol, it's alright!*
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.)
He nods and takes the bread, sitting across from Yorac. He happily eats it, feeding some to Gordon who sat beneath the table.
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 is oblivious to this
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
A 5'10 woman walks in, looking around with a very jovial/inquisitive facial expression. She has a mixture of different types of clothing, it seems both expensive and cheap somehow, comfortable but restricting at the same time. *Not bothering with specifics, enjoy you imagination on that bit* Her hair was long, messy, and very wild. A bit of it hung over the left half of her face, hiding it. It was chocolate brown, with streaks of various colors running through it occasionally. Her right eye was emerald green, and she had a tattoo of a club (like from a card set) on her cheek below her eye. Her skin was a very healthy color, and seemed natural, with no makeup. She looked around for a bit before walking over to a table and pulling out a deck of cards and shuffling them.
*Her intro in case you wanna read it.*
The woman takes a seat in front of him, smiling cryptically. She takes out her set of cards and starts shuffling them.
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.
"Don bite." Azazel says, gently trying to pull his finger out of adder's teeth
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
Poppy hops down from the roof, heading back into the tavern
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
A long white snake-like tail waves in the corner of Galax's vision
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
*Back!*
Silver is firing arrows at some targets hanging from a tree.
Ettor is still napping.
My new woman is in front of the half-drow.
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.
Adder makes noises like a dog fighting with its owner for a chew toy, though he remained gentle he was being playful.
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
Klei looks up from his yams at Poppy for a second, then quickly returns to cutting the yams, the tips of his pointy ears reddening slightly.
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.