Asari bumps into Morbius instead. "Do I know you?" He grunts in a deep baritone.
She seems very, very nervous "N-no..."
Morbius raises a stark white eyebrow. "I look like a Drow, but biologically I'm only half...Even then...I don't do a good job of following the stereotype."
"S-stereotype?"
Morbius' brow falls and he huffs, "Oh, so you're just afraid of everything." He says with a blank tone. "I'm Morbius Bane. A certified monster and bounty hunter. If you have a problem that needs taking care of, I'm your guy."
"N-not everything... I-its nice to meet you... Im Asari"
"You don't sound like you're enjoying meeting me." Morbius grunts before inhaling sharply through his noes.
*Perception: 28 Can he smell anything of interest about her? Blood from a hidden wound? Animal scent? Can he get a good idea of where she came from?*
She smells of tiger, and of salt. It smells like she came from some sort of island.
Hmm...Tropical...Over seas...and...huh...Is she like me? Does she hunt beasts? No...to timid...Jumpy, too. Like prey...Like...prey...What are you running from, little girl? Morbius notes to himself. "Asari, huh? You seeing the world for yourself? Also, drop the stutter. If you don't want anyone picking on you, you gotta seem...not helpless."
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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.)
Asari bumps into Morbius instead. "Do I know you?" He grunts in a deep baritone.
She seems very, very nervous "N-no..."
Morbius raises a stark white eyebrow. "I look like a Drow, but biologically I'm only half...Even then...I don't do a good job of following the stereotype."
"S-stereotype?"
Morbius' brow falls and he huffs, "Oh, so you're just afraid of everything." He says with a blank tone. "I'm Morbius Bane. A certified monster and bounty hunter. If you have a problem that needs taking care of, I'm your guy."
"N-not everything... I-its nice to meet you... Im Asari"
"You don't sound like you're enjoying meeting me." Morbius grunts before inhaling sharply through his noes.
*Perception: 28 Can he smell anything of interest about her? Blood from a hidden wound? Animal scent? Can he get a good idea of where she came from?*
She smells of tiger, and of salt. It smells like she came from some sort of island.
Hmm...Tropical...Over seas...and...huh...Is she like me? Does she hunt beasts? No...to timid...Jumpy, too. Like prey...Like...prey...What are you running from, little girl? Morbius notes to himself. "Asari, huh? You seeing the world for yourself? Also, drop the stutter. If you don't want anyone picking on you, you gotta seem...not helpless."
"Im... Im just getting away from some things... I... Havent interacted with too many people.."
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Asari bumps into Morbius instead. "Do I know you?" He grunts in a deep baritone.
She seems very, very nervous "N-no..."
Morbius raises a stark white eyebrow. "I look like a Drow, but biologically I'm only half...Even then...I don't do a good job of following the stereotype."
"S-stereotype?"
Morbius' brow falls and he huffs, "Oh, so you're just afraid of everything." He says with a blank tone. "I'm Morbius Bane. A certified monster and bounty hunter. If you have a problem that needs taking care of, I'm your guy."
"N-not everything... I-its nice to meet you... Im Asari"
"You don't sound like you're enjoying meeting me." Morbius grunts before inhaling sharply through his noes.
*Perception: 28 Can he smell anything of interest about her? Blood from a hidden wound? Animal scent? Can he get a good idea of where she came from?*
She smells of tiger, and of salt. It smells like she came from some sort of island.
Hmm...Tropical...Over seas...and...huh...Is she like me? Does she hunt beasts? No...to timid...Jumpy, too. Like prey...Like...prey...What are you running from, little girl? Morbius notes to himself. "Asari, huh? You seeing the world for yourself? Also, drop the stutter. If you don't want anyone picking on you, you gotta seem...not helpless."
"Im... Im just getting away from some things... I... Havent interacted with too many people.."
Loner...Definitely running away, though. Mean parents? Slavery? Ditching school? What's rattling her up... Morbius sighs, "I know what that's like. In my line of work you can go weeks without meeting another creature that doesn't want to eat you."
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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.)
Asari bumps into Morbius instead. "Do I know you?" He grunts in a deep baritone.
She seems very, very nervous "N-no..."
Morbius raises a stark white eyebrow. "I look like a Drow, but biologically I'm only half...Even then...I don't do a good job of following the stereotype."
"S-stereotype?"
Morbius' brow falls and he huffs, "Oh, so you're just afraid of everything." He says with a blank tone. "I'm Morbius Bane. A certified monster and bounty hunter. If you have a problem that needs taking care of, I'm your guy."
"N-not everything... I-its nice to meet you... Im Asari"
"You don't sound like you're enjoying meeting me." Morbius grunts before inhaling sharply through his noes.
*Perception: 28 Can he smell anything of interest about her? Blood from a hidden wound? Animal scent? Can he get a good idea of where she came from?*
She smells of tiger, and of salt. It smells like she came from some sort of island.
Hmm...Tropical...Over seas...and...huh...Is she like me? Does she hunt beasts? No...to timid...Jumpy, too. Like prey...Like...prey...What are you running from, little girl? Morbius notes to himself. "Asari, huh? You seeing the world for yourself? Also, drop the stutter. If you don't want anyone picking on you, you gotta seem...not helpless."
"Im... Im just getting away from some things... I... Havent interacted with too many people.."
Loner...Definitely running away, though. Mean parents? Slavery? Ditching school? What's rattling her up... Morbius sighs, "I know what that's like. In my line of work you can go weeks without meeting another creature that doesn't want to eat you."
"... Like... What?
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After Azazel responded to Eldrin's question, Eldrin and Gar headed to their room to sleep, with Gar watching the door as he always does. After resting for several hours, Eldrin and Gar left their room, looking for someone that might know more about this strange place. He is still nervous about everyone here but feels he should probably initiate some conversations to get the lay of the land, but first, he and Gar need to eat something.
Asari bumps into Morbius instead. "Do I know you?" He grunts in a deep baritone.
She seems very, very nervous "N-no..."
Morbius raises a stark white eyebrow. "I look like a Drow, but biologically I'm only half...Even then...I don't do a good job of following the stereotype."
"S-stereotype?"
Morbius' brow falls and he huffs, "Oh, so you're just afraid of everything." He says with a blank tone. "I'm Morbius Bane. A certified monster and bounty hunter. If you have a problem that needs taking care of, I'm your guy."
"N-not everything... I-its nice to meet you... Im Asari"
"You don't sound like you're enjoying meeting me." Morbius grunts before inhaling sharply through his noes.
*Perception: 28 Can he smell anything of interest about her? Blood from a hidden wound? Animal scent? Can he get a good idea of where she came from?*
She smells of tiger, and of salt. It smells like she came from some sort of island.
Hmm...Tropical...Over seas...and...huh...Is she like me? Does she hunt beasts? No...to timid...Jumpy, too. Like prey...Like...prey...What are you running from, little girl? Morbius notes to himself. "Asari, huh? You seeing the world for yourself? Also, drop the stutter. If you don't want anyone picking on you, you gotta seem...not helpless."
"Im... Im just getting away from some things... I... Havent interacted with too many people.."
Loner...Definitely running away, though. Mean parents? Slavery? Ditching school? What's rattling her up... Morbius sighs, "I know what that's like. In my line of work you can go weeks without meeting another creature that doesn't want to eat you."
"... Like... What?
Huh, you afraid I'm going to name someone you know? Morbius scoffed in the back of his head. "All sorts of things from manticores, wendigos, gnolls...Perytons are big one lately. Sometimes it's dragons, other times it's a warlord or tyrant. Occasionally you get some lycanthropes here and there- doesn't matter really." Morbius pulls off his hooded cloak to reveal his sterling black armor that's covered in claw and bite marks with dents everywhere else. Two elegant swords are sheathed on his back next to a longbow and a quiver of arrows- one bears a dragon crest while the other is shaped like a tree. A satchel hangs to his side, filled with- well no one can really tell with it closed.
"I was born into this life, so, I guess I'll die in it, too."
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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.)
Asari bumps into Morbius instead. "Do I know you?" He grunts in a deep baritone.
She seems very, very nervous "N-no..."
Morbius raises a stark white eyebrow. "I look like a Drow, but biologically I'm only half...Even then...I don't do a good job of following the stereotype."
"S-stereotype?"
Morbius' brow falls and he huffs, "Oh, so you're just afraid of everything." He says with a blank tone. "I'm Morbius Bane. A certified monster and bounty hunter. If you have a problem that needs taking care of, I'm your guy."
"N-not everything... I-its nice to meet you... Im Asari"
"You don't sound like you're enjoying meeting me." Morbius grunts before inhaling sharply through his noes.
*Perception: 28 Can he smell anything of interest about her? Blood from a hidden wound? Animal scent? Can he get a good idea of where she came from?*
She smells of tiger, and of salt. It smells like she came from some sort of island.
Hmm...Tropical...Over seas...and...huh...Is she like me? Does she hunt beasts? No...to timid...Jumpy, too. Like prey...Like...prey...What are you running from, little girl? Morbius notes to himself. "Asari, huh? You seeing the world for yourself? Also, drop the stutter. If you don't want anyone picking on you, you gotta seem...not helpless."
"Im... Im just getting away from some things... I... Havent interacted with too many people.."
Loner...Definitely running away, though. Mean parents? Slavery? Ditching school? What's rattling her up... Morbius sighs, "I know what that's like. In my line of work you can go weeks without meeting another creature that doesn't want to eat you."
"... Like... What?
Huh, you afraid I'm going to name someone you know? Morbius scoffed in the back of his head. "All sorts of things from manticores, wendigos, gnolls...Perytons are big one lately. Sometimes it's dragons, other times it's a warlord or tyrant. Occasionally you get some lycanthropes here and there- doesn't matter really." Morbius pulls off his hooded cloak to reveal his sterling black armor that's covered in claw and bite marks with dents everywhere else. Two elegant swords are sheathed on his back next to a longbow and a quiver of arrows- one bears a dragon crest while the other is shaped like a tree. A satchel hangs to his side, filled with- well no one can really tell with it closed.
"I was born into this life, so, I guess I'll die in it, too."
"Y-you were... Born into it?"
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Morbius flicks his dagger around his fingers before grabbing by the hilt and pauses, staring at the glistening blade. "Hmph..."
Poppy vaults over him into the rafters
Morbius looks up with his indifferent stare before returning to his simple knife tricks.
Poppy is examining one of the daggers, which she somehow got her hands(paws?) on, "This is good craftmenship"
*He's a Half-Drow, a Drow looking Half-Elf with the standard Half-Elf perks.*
"Hey!" Morbius snags his weapon back. "Look with your eyes."
*Neat :D*
"I was, just looking reeeaaaalll close."
Morbius rolls his glowing golden eyes, "Here, you can hold on to it for a bit. I didn't make it either."
Poppy grins, "Nah, its more fun to gt it while someone isn't looking. I'm poppy by the way"
"I like popping thieves." Morbius suggests. "Maybe you'll crackle a little louder than the rest."
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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.)
Asari bumps into Morbius instead. "Do I know you?" He grunts in a deep baritone.
She seems very, very nervous "N-no..."
Morbius raises a stark white eyebrow. "I look like a Drow, but biologically I'm only half...Even then...I don't do a good job of following the stereotype."
"S-stereotype?"
Morbius' brow falls and he huffs, "Oh, so you're just afraid of everything." He says with a blank tone. "I'm Morbius Bane. A certified monster and bounty hunter. If you have a problem that needs taking care of, I'm your guy."
"N-not everything... I-its nice to meet you... Im Asari"
"You don't sound like you're enjoying meeting me." Morbius grunts before inhaling sharply through his noes.
*Perception: 28 Can he smell anything of interest about her? Blood from a hidden wound? Animal scent? Can he get a good idea of where she came from?*
She smells of tiger, and of salt. It smells like she came from some sort of island.
Hmm...Tropical...Over seas...and...huh...Is she like me? Does she hunt beasts? No...to timid...Jumpy, too. Like prey...Like...prey...What are you running from, little girl? Morbius notes to himself. "Asari, huh? You seeing the world for yourself? Also, drop the stutter. If you don't want anyone picking on you, you gotta seem...not helpless."
"Im... Im just getting away from some things... I... Havent interacted with too many people.."
Loner...Definitely running away, though. Mean parents? Slavery? Ditching school? What's rattling her up... Morbius sighs, "I know what that's like. In my line of work you can go weeks without meeting another creature that doesn't want to eat you."
"... Like... What?
Huh, you afraid I'm going to name someone you know? Morbius scoffed in the back of his head. "All sorts of things from manticores, wendigos, gnolls...Perytons are big one lately. Sometimes it's dragons, other times it's a warlord or tyrant. Occasionally you get some lycanthropes here and there- doesn't matter really." Morbius pulls off his hooded cloak to reveal his sterling black armor that's covered in claw and bite marks with dents everywhere else. Two elegant swords are sheathed on his back next to a longbow and a quiver of arrows- one bears a dragon crest while the other is shaped like a tree. A satchel hangs to his side, filled with- well no one can really tell with it closed.
"I was born into this life, so, I guess I'll die in it, too."
"Y-you were... Born into it?"
"Yep. That's what I said." Morbius says blatantly. "Um, basically, whoever my parents were didn't want me, but my organization did. So...here we are."
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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.)
Asari bumps into Morbius instead. "Do I know you?" He grunts in a deep baritone.
She seems very, very nervous "N-no..."
Morbius raises a stark white eyebrow. "I look like a Drow, but biologically I'm only half...Even then...I don't do a good job of following the stereotype."
"S-stereotype?"
Morbius' brow falls and he huffs, "Oh, so you're just afraid of everything." He says with a blank tone. "I'm Morbius Bane. A certified monster and bounty hunter. If you have a problem that needs taking care of, I'm your guy."
"N-not everything... I-its nice to meet you... Im Asari"
"You don't sound like you're enjoying meeting me." Morbius grunts before inhaling sharply through his noes.
*Perception: 28 Can he smell anything of interest about her? Blood from a hidden wound? Animal scent? Can he get a good idea of where she came from?*
She smells of tiger, and of salt. It smells like she came from some sort of island.
Hmm...Tropical...Over seas...and...huh...Is she like me? Does she hunt beasts? No...to timid...Jumpy, too. Like prey...Like...prey...What are you running from, little girl? Morbius notes to himself. "Asari, huh? You seeing the world for yourself? Also, drop the stutter. If you don't want anyone picking on you, you gotta seem...not helpless."
"Im... Im just getting away from some things... I... Havent interacted with too many people.."
Loner...Definitely running away, though. Mean parents? Slavery? Ditching school? What's rattling her up... Morbius sighs, "I know what that's like. In my line of work you can go weeks without meeting another creature that doesn't want to eat you."
"... Like... What?
Huh, you afraid I'm going to name someone you know? Morbius scoffed in the back of his head. "All sorts of things from manticores, wendigos, gnolls...Perytons are big one lately. Sometimes it's dragons, other times it's a warlord or tyrant. Occasionally you get some lycanthropes here and there- doesn't matter really." Morbius pulls off his hooded cloak to reveal his sterling black armor that's covered in claw and bite marks with dents everywhere else. Two elegant swords are sheathed on his back next to a longbow and a quiver of arrows- one bears a dragon crest while the other is shaped like a tree. A satchel hangs to his side, filled with- well no one can really tell with it closed.
"I was born into this life, so, I guess I'll die in it, too."
"Y-you were... Born into it?"
"Yep. That's what I said." Morbius says blatantly. "Um, basically, whoever my parents were didn't want me, but my organization did. So...here we are."
"Your... Organization?" She seems a bit more worried at this point. Something at some point set off her worry response
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Asari bumps into Morbius instead. "Do I know you?" He grunts in a deep baritone.
She seems very, very nervous "N-no..."
Morbius raises a stark white eyebrow. "I look like a Drow, but biologically I'm only half...Even then...I don't do a good job of following the stereotype."
"S-stereotype?"
Morbius' brow falls and he huffs, "Oh, so you're just afraid of everything." He says with a blank tone. "I'm Morbius Bane. A certified monster and bounty hunter. If you have a problem that needs taking care of, I'm your guy."
"N-not everything... I-its nice to meet you... Im Asari"
"You don't sound like you're enjoying meeting me." Morbius grunts before inhaling sharply through his noes.
*Perception: 28 Can he smell anything of interest about her? Blood from a hidden wound? Animal scent? Can he get a good idea of where she came from?*
She smells of tiger, and of salt. It smells like she came from some sort of island.
Hmm...Tropical...Over seas...and...huh...Is she like me? Does she hunt beasts? No...to timid...Jumpy, too. Like prey...Like...prey...What are you running from, little girl? Morbius notes to himself. "Asari, huh? You seeing the world for yourself? Also, drop the stutter. If you don't want anyone picking on you, you gotta seem...not helpless."
"Im... Im just getting away from some things... I... Havent interacted with too many people.."
Loner...Definitely running away, though. Mean parents? Slavery? Ditching school? What's rattling her up... Morbius sighs, "I know what that's like. In my line of work you can go weeks without meeting another creature that doesn't want to eat you."
"... Like... What?
Huh, you afraid I'm going to name someone you know? Morbius scoffed in the back of his head. "All sorts of things from manticores, wendigos, gnolls...Perytons are big one lately. Sometimes it's dragons, other times it's a warlord or tyrant. Occasionally you get some lycanthropes here and there- doesn't matter really." Morbius pulls off his hooded cloak to reveal his sterling black armor that's covered in claw and bite marks with dents everywhere else. Two elegant swords are sheathed on his back next to a longbow and a quiver of arrows- one bears a dragon crest while the other is shaped like a tree. A satchel hangs to his side, filled with- well no one can really tell with it closed.
"I was born into this life, so, I guess I'll die in it, too."
"Y-you were... Born into it?"
"Yep. That's what I said." Morbius says blatantly. "Um, basically, whoever my parents were didn't want me, but my organization did. So...here we are."
"Your... Organization?" She seems a bit more worried at this point. Something at some point set off her worry response
"Yeeeep." Morbius isn't sure how else to clarify that. "They, uh, got a lot names depending on where you're from. Witchers, Monster-Slayers, World's-Bane, Exorcists. The actual name for our group is called Leviathan. It's run by the Inquisitorious, or like a boss-guy. She's pretty tough."
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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.)
Asari bumps into Morbius instead. "Do I know you?" He grunts in a deep baritone.
She seems very, very nervous "N-no..."
Morbius raises a stark white eyebrow. "I look like a Drow, but biologically I'm only half...Even then...I don't do a good job of following the stereotype."
"S-stereotype?"
Morbius' brow falls and he huffs, "Oh, so you're just afraid of everything." He says with a blank tone. "I'm Morbius Bane. A certified monster and bounty hunter. If you have a problem that needs taking care of, I'm your guy."
"N-not everything... I-its nice to meet you... Im Asari"
"You don't sound like you're enjoying meeting me." Morbius grunts before inhaling sharply through his noes.
*Perception: 28 Can he smell anything of interest about her? Blood from a hidden wound? Animal scent? Can he get a good idea of where she came from?*
She smells of tiger, and of salt. It smells like she came from some sort of island.
Hmm...Tropical...Over seas...and...huh...Is she like me? Does she hunt beasts? No...to timid...Jumpy, too. Like prey...Like...prey...What are you running from, little girl? Morbius notes to himself. "Asari, huh? You seeing the world for yourself? Also, drop the stutter. If you don't want anyone picking on you, you gotta seem...not helpless."
"Im... Im just getting away from some things... I... Havent interacted with too many people.."
Loner...Definitely running away, though. Mean parents? Slavery? Ditching school? What's rattling her up... Morbius sighs, "I know what that's like. In my line of work you can go weeks without meeting another creature that doesn't want to eat you."
"... Like... What?
Huh, you afraid I'm going to name someone you know? Morbius scoffed in the back of his head. "All sorts of things from manticores, wendigos, gnolls...Perytons are big one lately. Sometimes it's dragons, other times it's a warlord or tyrant. Occasionally you get some lycanthropes here and there- doesn't matter really." Morbius pulls off his hooded cloak to reveal his sterling black armor that's covered in claw and bite marks with dents everywhere else. Two elegant swords are sheathed on his back next to a longbow and a quiver of arrows- one bears a dragon crest while the other is shaped like a tree. A satchel hangs to his side, filled with- well no one can really tell with it closed.
"I was born into this life, so, I guess I'll die in it, too."
"Y-you were... Born into it?"
"Yep. That's what I said." Morbius says blatantly. "Um, basically, whoever my parents were didn't want me, but my organization did. So...here we are."
"Your... Organization?" She seems a bit more worried at this point. Something at some point set off her worry response
"Yeeeep." Morbius isn't sure how else to clarify that. "They, uh, got a lot names depending on where you're from. Witchers, Monster-Slayers, World's-Bane, Exorcists. The actual name for our group is called Leviathan. It's run by the Inquisitorious, or like a boss-guy. She's pretty tough."
"... Ive... Never heard of them before.."
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All stars fade. Some stars forever fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Homebrew (Mostly Outdated):Magic Items,Monsters,Spells,Subclasses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
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)
Asari bumps into Morbius instead. "Do I know you?" He grunts in a deep baritone.
She seems very, very nervous "N-no..."
Morbius raises a stark white eyebrow. "I look like a Drow, but biologically I'm only half...Even then...I don't do a good job of following the stereotype."
"S-stereotype?"
Morbius' brow falls and he huffs, "Oh, so you're just afraid of everything." He says with a blank tone. "I'm Morbius Bane. A certified monster and bounty hunter. If you have a problem that needs taking care of, I'm your guy."
"N-not everything... I-its nice to meet you... Im Asari"
"You don't sound like you're enjoying meeting me." Morbius grunts before inhaling sharply through his noes.
*Perception: 28 Can he smell anything of interest about her? Blood from a hidden wound? Animal scent? Can he get a good idea of where she came from?*
She smells of tiger, and of salt. It smells like she came from some sort of island.
Hmm...Tropical...Over seas...and...huh...Is she like me? Does she hunt beasts? No...to timid...Jumpy, too. Like prey...Like...prey...What are you running from, little girl? Morbius notes to himself. "Asari, huh? You seeing the world for yourself? Also, drop the stutter. If you don't want anyone picking on you, you gotta seem...not helpless."
"Im... Im just getting away from some things... I... Havent interacted with too many people.."
Loner...Definitely running away, though. Mean parents? Slavery? Ditching school? What's rattling her up... Morbius sighs, "I know what that's like. In my line of work you can go weeks without meeting another creature that doesn't want to eat you."
"... Like... What?
Huh, you afraid I'm going to name someone you know? Morbius scoffed in the back of his head. "All sorts of things from manticores, wendigos, gnolls...Perytons are big one lately. Sometimes it's dragons, other times it's a warlord or tyrant. Occasionally you get some lycanthropes here and there- doesn't matter really." Morbius pulls off his hooded cloak to reveal his sterling black armor that's covered in claw and bite marks with dents everywhere else. Two elegant swords are sheathed on his back next to a longbow and a quiver of arrows- one bears a dragon crest while the other is shaped like a tree. A satchel hangs to his side, filled with- well no one can really tell with it closed.
"I was born into this life, so, I guess I'll die in it, too."
"Y-you were... Born into it?"
"Yep. That's what I said." Morbius says blatantly. "Um, basically, whoever my parents were didn't want me, but my organization did. So...here we are."
"Your... Organization?" She seems a bit more worried at this point. Something at some point set off her worry response
"Yeeeep." Morbius isn't sure how else to clarify that. "They, uh, got a lot names depending on where you're from. Witchers, Monster-Slayers, World's-Bane, Exorcists. The actual name for our group is called Leviathan. It's run by the Inquisitorious, or like a boss-guy. She's pretty tough."
"... Ive... Never heard of them before.."
"Most haven't. That's kind of the point, too. You can't prepare for something you don't know exists." Morbius chuckles. Somethings wrong with you...I just can't quite put my finger on it. "We're always looking for recruits if you can pass the Rite of Bones. Sounds scary...and well, it's actually a little terrifying. Or it was for me."
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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.)
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.)
Asari bumps into Morbius instead. "Do I know you?" He grunts in a deep baritone.
She seems very, very nervous "N-no..."
Morbius raises a stark white eyebrow. "I look like a Drow, but biologically I'm only half...Even then...I don't do a good job of following the stereotype."
"S-stereotype?"
Morbius' brow falls and he huffs, "Oh, so you're just afraid of everything." He says with a blank tone. "I'm Morbius Bane. A certified monster and bounty hunter. If you have a problem that needs taking care of, I'm your guy."
"N-not everything... I-its nice to meet you... Im Asari"
"You don't sound like you're enjoying meeting me." Morbius grunts before inhaling sharply through his noes.
*Perception: 28 Can he smell anything of interest about her? Blood from a hidden wound? Animal scent? Can he get a good idea of where she came from?*
She smells of tiger, and of salt. It smells like she came from some sort of island.
Hmm...Tropical...Over seas...and...huh...Is she like me? Does she hunt beasts? No...to timid...Jumpy, too. Like prey...Like...prey...What are you running from, little girl? Morbius notes to himself. "Asari, huh? You seeing the world for yourself? Also, drop the stutter. If you don't want anyone picking on you, you gotta seem...not helpless."
"Im... Im just getting away from some things... I... Havent interacted with too many people.."
Loner...Definitely running away, though. Mean parents? Slavery? Ditching school? What's rattling her up... Morbius sighs, "I know what that's like. In my line of work you can go weeks without meeting another creature that doesn't want to eat you."
"... Like... What?
Huh, you afraid I'm going to name someone you know? Morbius scoffed in the back of his head. "All sorts of things from manticores, wendigos, gnolls...Perytons are big one lately. Sometimes it's dragons, other times it's a warlord or tyrant. Occasionally you get some lycanthropes here and there- doesn't matter really." Morbius pulls off his hooded cloak to reveal his sterling black armor that's covered in claw and bite marks with dents everywhere else. Two elegant swords are sheathed on his back next to a longbow and a quiver of arrows- one bears a dragon crest while the other is shaped like a tree. A satchel hangs to his side, filled with- well no one can really tell with it closed.
"I was born into this life, so, I guess I'll die in it, too."
"Y-you were... Born into it?"
"Yep. That's what I said." Morbius says blatantly. "Um, basically, whoever my parents were didn't want me, but my organization did. So...here we are."
"Your... Organization?" She seems a bit more worried at this point. Something at some point set off her worry response
"Yeeeep." Morbius isn't sure how else to clarify that. "They, uh, got a lot names depending on where you're from. Witchers, Monster-Slayers, World's-Bane, Exorcists. The actual name for our group is called Leviathan. It's run by the Inquisitorious, or like a boss-guy. She's pretty tough."
"... Ive... Never heard of them before.."
"Most haven't. That's kind of the point, too. You can't prepare for something you don't know exists." Morbius chuckles. Somethings wrong with you...I just can't quite put my finger on it. "We're always looking for recruits if you can pass the Rite of Bones. Sounds scary...and well, it's actually a little terrifying. Or it was for me."
"What... Is the rite of bones?" She begins looking down
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Hmm...Tropical...Over seas...and...huh...Is she like me? Does she hunt beasts? No...to timid...Jumpy, too. Like prey...Like...prey...What are you running from, little girl? Morbius notes to himself. "Asari, huh? You seeing the world for yourself? Also, drop the stutter. If you don't want anyone picking on you, you gotta seem...not helpless."
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.)
"Im... Im just getting away from some things... I... Havent interacted with too many people.."
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)
Loner...Definitely running away, though. Mean parents? Slavery? Ditching school? What's rattling her up... Morbius sighs, "I know what that's like. In my line of work you can go weeks without meeting another creature that doesn't want to eat you."
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.)
"... Like... What?
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)
After Azazel responded to Eldrin's question, Eldrin and Gar headed to their room to sleep, with Gar watching the door as he always does. After resting for several hours, Eldrin and Gar left their room, looking for someone that might know more about this strange place. He is still nervous about everyone here but feels he should probably initiate some conversations to get the lay of the land, but first, he and Gar need to eat something.
*Hello everyone*
The Fall of Realms:DM,
I play Eldrin Adbella, and more in the The Tavern at the End of the World come and join.
Co-Creator of the Great Elvin King Equipment;
Great Elvin King's Bow, Great Elvin King's Quiver, Great Elvin King's Blade; Yggdrasil, Great Elvin King's Blade; Ragnarok, Great Elvin King's Cloak and Armor,
As the sands of time flow, and we etch ever closer to the end, follow the heart to find your own truth.
Huh, you afraid I'm going to name someone you know? Morbius scoffed in the back of his head. "All sorts of things from manticores, wendigos, gnolls...Perytons are big one lately. Sometimes it's dragons, other times it's a warlord or tyrant. Occasionally you get some lycanthropes here and there- doesn't matter really." Morbius pulls off his hooded cloak to reveal his sterling black armor that's covered in claw and bite marks with dents everywhere else. Two elegant swords are sheathed on his back next to a longbow and a quiver of arrows- one bears a dragon crest while the other is shaped like a tree. A satchel hangs to his side, filled with- well no one can really tell with it closed.
"I was born into this life, so, I guess I'll die in it, too."
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.)
"Y-you were... Born into it?"
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)
Poppy grins, "Nah, its more fun to gt it while someone isn't looking. I'm poppy by the way"
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 like popping thieves." Morbius suggests. "Maybe you'll crackle a little louder than the rest."
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.)
"Yep. That's what I said." Morbius says blatantly. "Um, basically, whoever my parents were didn't want me, but my organization did. So...here we are."
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.)
"You'd have to catch me first, which i'll say is pretty hard for someone bound to the ground"
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
"Your... Organization?" She seems a bit more worried at this point. Something at some point set off her worry response
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)
"Yeeeep." Morbius isn't sure how else to clarify that. "They, uh, got a lot names depending on where you're from. Witchers, Monster-Slayers, World's-Bane, Exorcists. The actual name for our group is called Leviathan. It's run by the Inquisitorious, or like a boss-guy. She's pretty tough."
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.)
"... Ive... Never heard of them before.."
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)
*Hello!*
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall.
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*Hi!!*
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)
"Most haven't. That's kind of the point, too. You can't prepare for something you don't know exists." Morbius chuckles. Somethings wrong with you...I just can't quite put my finger on it. "We're always looking for recruits if you can pass the Rite of Bones. Sounds scary...and well, it's actually a little terrifying. Or it was for me."
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.)
*Hewo!*
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.)
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
"What... Is the rite of bones?" She begins looking down
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)