Sable makes eye contact with him for a second (But silver doesn't have eyes lawrence, he cant seeeeeee)
*Hehehe*
Silver feels... watched. He seems alerted.
Sable walks over and sits down
Silver freezes and stays quiet.
Sable speaks up "Hello silver"
".... Hello."
Sable sat there for a few seocnds before reaching out for silver's hand
Silver recoiled a bit, then relaxed again, letting his hand be taken.
"Im sorry about what i said its just...." he said
"No no, you're fine... I'm the one who got... a little carried away."
"No no! your fine!" he said "I gave you the wrong idea..."
Silver sighed. "It was a very nice idea"
He stared at silver "You belong in the daylight, i belong in the night silver" he said "It was a nice idea but we dont belong together" he spoke
Silver chuckled. "Do I really belong in the daylight? I don't even know what it looks like, only how it feels. I like the feeling of night a lot better."
"If i could let you see i would.." he said and chuckled sadly
Silver reached over and patted his cheek. "I'd much rather feel than see."
He chuckled a bit for stopping, he let a few minutes of silence go between them before he took Silver hand and but it on his own cheek. Two small dot-indents were felt just below his eye. "That's were i was bitten" he said
Orvar is writing a treatise on existential philosophy
Jim is petting Scrum and taking a nap in one of the booths
Tara is knocking back shots and getting relaxed
*Description from her intro yesterday*
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.
Ace approaches Tara, shuffling some cards in her hands and smiling.
"Hella miss" says Tara before knocking back another shot and passing one to Ace.
Ace accepted the shot and knocked it back as well."Hello. You seem like you'd like to play a game."
"I'm down fer it, depends on th game"
She chuckled and set the cards down on the table. "Whatever gambling game you want, babe."
"Heh, babe. 'S been a long *hic* time since anyun's called me that." She chuckles and leans back against the bar. "Aright, how about a game o' thirty-one."
She smiled. "Wonderful choice!" She grabs her deck and starts shuffling it. "How mush would you like to bet?"
She opens a pocket and throws a small pouch onto the table. "Abou' that much."
She looked at it and shrugged."Yep, that's fine." She poured the gold out and counted it, then got an equal amount out and put it in the pile. "Alright, time to deal." She dealt the cards.
*Roll 1d10 3 times and a 1d4, the 1d4 is to determine if a 10 is an 11, if you get it. 1-3 not, 4 it is.*
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She looked at the cards. "Hm... 21 for me, 12 for you. Wanna trade some, or get right to the showdown?" Ace studied Tara to gauge how confident she was. Insight: 24
She seems pretty nervous but is hiding it well. Ace can just barely tell.
"I'll trade." She swaps out her 2 for a 9
"Now you're at 19." She smiled. "I think I'll trade, too." She trades her 8 for a 6 *In case of a 10* 3
Tara seems a little more confident. I'll trade as well.
she swaps her four for a 9 *In case of a ten* 2
"[1GP] looks like I bust."
Ace chuckled. "Nice try, though."
Tara mumbles something incoherent, and then says, "Well I guess that's yours."
She chuckled. "Let me buy you some drinks now." She ordered a pina colada for herself and Tara some more shots of what she was drinking.
Tara grins and waves her off. "No thanks, I'm drunk enough as it is, but I figured drinking was better than lighting things on fire, ergo here I am."
Ace shrugged. "Suit yourself." She chugged the shots and got to work on the cocunut drink. "So, what do I call you?"
"I call me Tara. Most other people call me names I'd rather not mention in any kind of company, especially not in front of someone I just lost a bet to."
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I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
*Hello! I fear for Klei greatly. Poor guy can't catch a break...*
Thirteen is arranging Arrow to capture Savuthan for... some reason.
Tevelin is shooting arrows at things.
Klei is hiding in the kitchen in the present, and not stabbing Poppy in the past.
Ettor wakes up, yanws, stretches, then chuckles as he turns invisible and enters the kitchen.
*Does he open the door, or does he pass through magically?"
*Magically, so that Klei shouldn't notice just yet.... it's time for some fun. :)*
The kitchen resembles a regular kitchen, and Klei stands in one corner. He looks terrified and sleep deprived, holding a javelin loosely.
Ettor invisibly smiles and levitates up into the darkness of the rafters, then heads over to above Klei, where he's practically invisible even without being invisible. He sits there for a bit, thinking. He smiles and makes an illusion of something dark shifting around the corner of one of the counters.
"Huh!?" Klei seemed to be dozing off, now he jumps up and points the javelin in the corner. "Who's there??"
Ettor makes a sound illusion of the floor creaking unnaturally.
Klei begins pointing the javelin in random directions, looking near the brink of insanity.
Ettor holds in a chuckle. A ball of darkness appears in the middle of the room.
"Wh-what the heck is that??" Klei hurtles the javelin at the thing.
It passes through and goes out the other side, covered in some sort of black slime. An evil-sounding chuckle echoes throughout the room as the floor starts shifting, looking as though it was a mirage, and tentacles starts coming from the rafters.
"[1GP]! Oh yeah, stupid blessing. Also AAAAAHHHHH!!!! [1GP]!!!" Klei huddles into the corner, hyperventilating.
Suddenly, everything disappears and goes back to normal, except for the javelin, it still had black slime on it, and Ettor started cackling loudly from his spot in the rafters.
Klei doesn't do anything, he seems to be traumatized and doesn't move, his face hidden in his hands.
A hand covered in a clawed gauntlet appears on his shoulder.
*Ettor's description in case you don't know the specifics of it.*
Clothing: A black leather unbuttoned trench coat, no shirt, baggy black leather pants held up by a chain, and a pair of boots that look like combat boots. A pair of clawed gauntlets on both of his hands.
Features: Pale skin, dark crimson irises, Messy hair (like a bedhead), the color of his hair is inky black.
Nobody thought Klei could scream any louder, but he did. "AAAH I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I'M SORRY! I'LL LEAVE FOREVER IF YOU WANT, JUST PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!!!!!!"
Ettor chuckled and leaned down to whisper in his ear. "Hello. I'm no killer, so quit screaming."
"Okay..." Klei whispers. The speed of his heart could power NYC for several centuries.
Ettor chuckled again and pat his head. "Good boy! Now, chill out, I was just messing with you."
Klei would yell at Ettor, but he's too scared of Ettor to do anything but continue being filled with fear.
"I think you should calm down." *Make a wis save of 17, plz. Fail, he calms down.*
18
*Well thats ironic*
"Well I'm sorry I know Poppy's your girlfriend I'm just going to leave you'll have to find another chef and I'm sorry sorry sorry I shouldn't have ever come here in the first place." Klei begins to start walking away dejectedly.
Ettor grabbed him by the back of the collar. "No, you're not going anywhere." Ettor chuckled as walked in front of Klei. "You're gonna stay right where you are."
More hyperventilating.
Ettor patted him on the cheek friendily. "Calm down, bud. I'm not mad, it's not like you tried to make a move on her. Anyways..." Ettor took a step back. "She now knows how you feel, and we'll see what she does with that information, m'kay bud?"
Sable makes eye contact with him for a second (But silver doesn't have eyes lawrence, he cant seeeeeee)
*Hehehe*
Silver feels... watched. He seems alerted.
Sable walks over and sits down
Silver freezes and stays quiet.
Sable speaks up "Hello silver"
".... Hello."
Sable sat there for a few seocnds before reaching out for silver's hand
Silver recoiled a bit, then relaxed again, letting his hand be taken.
"Im sorry about what i said its just...." he said
"No no, you're fine... I'm the one who got... a little carried away."
"No no! your fine!" he said "I gave you the wrong idea..."
Silver sighed. "It was a very nice idea"
He stared at silver "You belong in the daylight, i belong in the night silver" he said "It was a nice idea but we dont belong together" he spoke
Silver chuckled. "Do I really belong in the daylight? I don't even know what it looks like, only how it feels. I like the feeling of night a lot better."
"If i could let you see i would.." he said and chuckled sadly
Silver reached over and patted his cheek. "I'd much rather feel than see."
He chuckled a bit for stopping, he let a few minutes of silence go between them before he took Silver hand and but it on his own cheek. Two small dot-indents were felt just below his eye. "That's were i was bitten" he said
"... by who?"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Sable makes eye contact with him for a second (But silver doesn't have eyes lawrence, he cant seeeeeee)
*Hehehe*
Silver feels... watched. He seems alerted.
Sable walks over and sits down
Silver freezes and stays quiet.
Sable speaks up "Hello silver"
".... Hello."
Sable sat there for a few seocnds before reaching out for silver's hand
Silver recoiled a bit, then relaxed again, letting his hand be taken.
"Im sorry about what i said its just...." he said
"No no, you're fine... I'm the one who got... a little carried away."
"No no! your fine!" he said "I gave you the wrong idea..."
Silver sighed. "It was a very nice idea"
He stared at silver "You belong in the daylight, i belong in the night silver" he said "It was a nice idea but we dont belong together" he spoke
Silver chuckled. "Do I really belong in the daylight? I don't even know what it looks like, only how it feels. I like the feeling of night a lot better."
"If i could let you see i would.." he said and chuckled sadly
Silver reached over and patted his cheek. "I'd much rather feel than see."
He chuckled a bit for stopping, he let a few minutes of silence go between them before he took Silver hand and but it on his own cheek. Two small dot-indents were felt just below his eye. "That's were i was bitten" he said
Arrows walking around the main lobby with a new staff like she looking for someone.
galax waves arrow over "looks like you are looking for someone, and i saw thirteen went up to your room. Whats the job?"
She walks over with a silver staff in witch the top end mends around blue magic leaving the top open. "looking for Savuthan."
galax makes a sound like tsk, "thats a bad idea, Savuthan is basicly a god. trust me I've encountered her, and none of my spells or trickery worked on them. so i had to resort to a failsafe, and that only worked barley.... my advice, Leave Savuthan alone"
"I'm it for rubies, valuable, and as long as I stay near the tavern I'm fine, so I'll try to get her through diplomacy." Arrow remarks.
"that wont work, she teleported me to a demiplane outside of the blessing, then tried to bind me to her will. im not sure why Thirteen gave you this job, its very dangerous"
"Well then I'll go find her." Thirteen says. "Keep the rubies, I can get more."
"where'd you come from?" Arrow says to Thirteen.
"The Feywild, duh. Thats where all elves are from."
Orvar is writing a treatise on existential philosophy
Jim is petting Scrum and taking a nap in one of the booths
Tara is knocking back shots and getting relaxed
*Description from her intro yesterday*
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.
Ace approaches Tara, shuffling some cards in her hands and smiling.
"Hella miss" says Tara before knocking back another shot and passing one to Ace.
Ace accepted the shot and knocked it back as well."Hello. You seem like you'd like to play a game."
"I'm down fer it, depends on th game"
She chuckled and set the cards down on the table. "Whatever gambling game you want, babe."
"Heh, babe. 'S been a long *hic* time since anyun's called me that." She chuckles and leans back against the bar. "Aright, how about a game o' thirty-one."
She smiled. "Wonderful choice!" She grabs her deck and starts shuffling it. "How mush would you like to bet?"
She opens a pocket and throws a small pouch onto the table. "Abou' that much."
She looked at it and shrugged."Yep, that's fine." She poured the gold out and counted it, then got an equal amount out and put it in the pile. "Alright, time to deal." She dealt the cards.
*Roll 1d10 3 times and a 1d4, the 1d4 is to determine if a 10 is an 11, if you get it. 1-3 not, 4 it is.*
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She looked at the cards. "Hm... 21 for me, 12 for you. Wanna trade some, or get right to the showdown?" Ace studied Tara to gauge how confident she was. Insight: 24
She seems pretty nervous but is hiding it well. Ace can just barely tell.
"I'll trade." She swaps out her 2 for a 9
"Now you're at 19." She smiled. "I think I'll trade, too." She trades her 8 for a 6 *In case of a 10* 3
Tara seems a little more confident. I'll trade as well.
she swaps her four for a 9 *In case of a ten* 2
"[1GP] looks like I bust."
Ace chuckled. "Nice try, though."
Tara mumbles something incoherent, and then says, "Well I guess that's yours."
She chuckled. "Let me buy you some drinks now." She ordered a pina colada for herself and Tara some more shots of what she was drinking.
Tara grins and waves her off. "No thanks, I'm drunk enough as it is, but I figured drinking was better than lighting things on fire, ergo here I am."
Ace shrugged. "Suit yourself." She chugged the shots and got to work on the cocunut drink. "So, what do I call you?"
"I call me Tara. Most other people call me names I'd rather not mention in any kind of company, especially not in front of someone I just lost a bet to."
Ace chuckled. "I don't care about that, babe. I've won enough for the rest of my life, it's not worth caring about anymore. I just care about the game." She pulled out a card, flipping it. It was an ace of spades. "You can call me Ace, babe."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
*Hello! I fear for Klei greatly. Poor guy can't catch a break...*
Thirteen is arranging Arrow to capture Savuthan for... some reason.
Tevelin is shooting arrows at things.
Klei is hiding in the kitchen in the present, and not stabbing Poppy in the past.
Ettor wakes up, yanws, stretches, then chuckles as he turns invisible and enters the kitchen.
*Does he open the door, or does he pass through magically?"
*Magically, so that Klei shouldn't notice just yet.... it's time for some fun. :)*
The kitchen resembles a regular kitchen, and Klei stands in one corner. He looks terrified and sleep deprived, holding a javelin loosely.
Ettor invisibly smiles and levitates up into the darkness of the rafters, then heads over to above Klei, where he's practically invisible even without being invisible. He sits there for a bit, thinking. He smiles and makes an illusion of something dark shifting around the corner of one of the counters.
"Huh!?" Klei seemed to be dozing off, now he jumps up and points the javelin in the corner. "Who's there??"
Ettor makes a sound illusion of the floor creaking unnaturally.
Klei begins pointing the javelin in random directions, looking near the brink of insanity.
Ettor holds in a chuckle. A ball of darkness appears in the middle of the room.
"Wh-what the heck is that??" Klei hurtles the javelin at the thing.
It passes through and goes out the other side, covered in some sort of black slime. An evil-sounding chuckle echoes throughout the room as the floor starts shifting, looking as though it was a mirage, and tentacles starts coming from the rafters.
"[1GP]! Oh yeah, stupid blessing. Also AAAAAHHHHH!!!! [1GP]!!!" Klei huddles into the corner, hyperventilating.
Suddenly, everything disappears and goes back to normal, except for the javelin, it still had black slime on it, and Ettor started cackling loudly from his spot in the rafters.
Klei doesn't do anything, he seems to be traumatized and doesn't move, his face hidden in his hands.
A hand covered in a clawed gauntlet appears on his shoulder.
*Ettor's description in case you don't know the specifics of it.*
Clothing: A black leather unbuttoned trench coat, no shirt, baggy black leather pants held up by a chain, and a pair of boots that look like combat boots. A pair of clawed gauntlets on both of his hands.
Features: Pale skin, dark crimson irises, Messy hair (like a bedhead), the color of his hair is inky black.
Nobody thought Klei could scream any louder, but he did. "AAAH I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I'M SORRY! I'LL LEAVE FOREVER IF YOU WANT, JUST PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!!!!!!"
Ettor chuckled and leaned down to whisper in his ear. "Hello. I'm no killer, so quit screaming."
"Okay..." Klei whispers. The speed of his heart could power NYC for several centuries.
Ettor chuckled again and pat his head. "Good boy! Now, chill out, I was just messing with you."
Klei would yell at Ettor, but he's too scared of Ettor to do anything but continue being filled with fear.
"I think you should calm down." *Make a wis save of 17, plz. Fail, he calms down.*
18
*Well thats ironic*
"Well I'm sorry I know Poppy's your girlfriend I'm just going to leave you'll have to find another chef and I'm sorry sorry sorry I shouldn't have ever come here in the first place." Klei begins to start walking away dejectedly.
Ettor grabbed him by the back of the collar. "No, you're not going anywhere." Ettor chuckled as walked in front of Klei. "You're gonna stay right where you are."
More hyperventilating.
Ettor patted him on the cheek friendily. "Calm down, bud. I'm not mad, it's not like you tried to make a move on her. Anyways..." Ettor took a step back. "She now knows how you feel, and we'll see what she does with that information, m'kay bud?"
"O-okay..."
"Good man!" Ettor laughed and disappeared in a poof of shadow.
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Sable makes eye contact with him for a second (But silver doesn't have eyes lawrence, he cant seeeeeee)
*Hehehe*
Silver feels... watched. He seems alerted.
Sable walks over and sits down
Silver freezes and stays quiet.
Sable speaks up "Hello silver"
".... Hello."
Sable sat there for a few seocnds before reaching out for silver's hand
Silver recoiled a bit, then relaxed again, letting his hand be taken.
"Im sorry about what i said its just...." he said
"No no, you're fine... I'm the one who got... a little carried away."
"No no! your fine!" he said "I gave you the wrong idea..."
Silver sighed. "It was a very nice idea"
He stared at silver "You belong in the daylight, i belong in the night silver" he said "It was a nice idea but we dont belong together" he spoke
Silver chuckled. "Do I really belong in the daylight? I don't even know what it looks like, only how it feels. I like the feeling of night a lot better."
"If i could let you see i would.." he said and chuckled sadly
Silver reached over and patted his cheek. "I'd much rather feel than see."
He chuckled a bit for stopping, he let a few minutes of silence go between them before he took Silver hand and but it on his own cheek. Two small dot-indents were felt just below his eye. "That's were i was bitten" he said
"... by who?"
"His lordship of Rose City, Luczin"
"I've never heard of him."
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Arrows walking around the main lobby with a new staff like she looking for someone.
galax waves arrow over "looks like you are looking for someone, and i saw thirteen went up to your room. Whats the job?"
She walks over with a silver staff in witch the top end mends around blue magic leaving the top open. "looking for Savuthan."
galax makes a sound like tsk, "thats a bad idea, Savuthan is basicly a god. trust me I've encountered her, and none of my spells or trickery worked on them. so i had to resort to a failsafe, and that only worked barley.... my advice, Leave Savuthan alone"
"I'm it for rubies, valuable, and as long as I stay near the tavern I'm fine, so I'll try to get her through diplomacy." Arrow remarks.
"that wont work, she teleported me to a demiplane outside of the blessing, then tried to bind me to her will. im not sure why Thirteen gave you this job, its very dangerous"
"Well then I'll go find her." Thirteen says. "Keep the rubies, I can get more."
"where'd you come from?" Arrow says to Thirteen.
"The Feywild, duh. Thats where all elves are from."
"I meant as in where did you come from right before you piped up into our conversation."
Orvar is writing a treatise on existential philosophy
Jim is petting Scrum and taking a nap in one of the booths
Tara is knocking back shots and getting relaxed
*Description from her intro yesterday*
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.
Ace approaches Tara, shuffling some cards in her hands and smiling.
"Hella miss" says Tara before knocking back another shot and passing one to Ace.
Ace accepted the shot and knocked it back as well."Hello. You seem like you'd like to play a game."
"I'm down fer it, depends on th game"
She chuckled and set the cards down on the table. "Whatever gambling game you want, babe."
"Heh, babe. 'S been a long *hic* time since anyun's called me that." She chuckles and leans back against the bar. "Aright, how about a game o' thirty-one."
She smiled. "Wonderful choice!" She grabs her deck and starts shuffling it. "How mush would you like to bet?"
She opens a pocket and throws a small pouch onto the table. "Abou' that much."
She looked at it and shrugged."Yep, that's fine." She poured the gold out and counted it, then got an equal amount out and put it in the pile. "Alright, time to deal." She dealt the cards.
*Roll 1d10 3 times and a 1d4, the 1d4 is to determine if a 10 is an 11, if you get it. 1-3 not, 4 it is.*
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She looked at the cards. "Hm... 21 for me, 12 for you. Wanna trade some, or get right to the showdown?" Ace studied Tara to gauge how confident she was. Insight: 24
She seems pretty nervous but is hiding it well. Ace can just barely tell.
"I'll trade." She swaps out her 2 for a 9
"Now you're at 19." She smiled. "I think I'll trade, too." She trades her 8 for a 6 *In case of a 10* 3
Tara seems a little more confident. I'll trade as well.
she swaps her four for a 9 *In case of a ten* 2
"[1GP] looks like I bust."
Ace chuckled. "Nice try, though."
Tara mumbles something incoherent, and then says, "Well I guess that's yours."
She chuckled. "Let me buy you some drinks now." She ordered a pina colada for herself and Tara some more shots of what she was drinking.
Tara grins and waves her off. "No thanks, I'm drunk enough as it is, but I figured drinking was better than lighting things on fire, ergo here I am."
Ace shrugged. "Suit yourself." She chugged the shots and got to work on the cocunut drink. "So, what do I call you?"
"I call me Tara. Most other people call me names I'd rather not mention in any kind of company, especially not in front of someone I just lost a bet to."
Ace chuckled. "I don't care about that, babe. I've won enough for the rest of my life, it's not worth caring about anymore. I just care about the game." She pulled out a card, flipping it. It was an ace of spades. "You can call me Ace, babe."
"Will do ..." She squints at the card, obviously a little loopy, "Ace."
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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.
Sable makes eye contact with him for a second (But silver doesn't have eyes lawrence, he cant seeeeeee)
*Hehehe*
Silver feels... watched. He seems alerted.
Sable walks over and sits down
Silver freezes and stays quiet.
Sable speaks up "Hello silver"
".... Hello."
Sable sat there for a few seocnds before reaching out for silver's hand
Silver recoiled a bit, then relaxed again, letting his hand be taken.
"Im sorry about what i said its just...." he said
"No no, you're fine... I'm the one who got... a little carried away."
"No no! your fine!" he said "I gave you the wrong idea..."
Silver sighed. "It was a very nice idea"
He stared at silver "You belong in the daylight, i belong in the night silver" he said "It was a nice idea but we dont belong together" he spoke
Silver chuckled. "Do I really belong in the daylight? I don't even know what it looks like, only how it feels. I like the feeling of night a lot better."
"If i could let you see i would.." he said and chuckled sadly
Silver reached over and patted his cheek. "I'd much rather feel than see."
He chuckled a bit for stopping, he let a few minutes of silence go between them before he took Silver hand and but it on his own cheek. Two small dot-indents were felt just below his eye. "That's were i was bitten" he said
"... by who?"
"His lordship of Rose City, Luczin"
"I've never heard of him."
"He is known mostly by the vampires of Rose City" he said and sighed
Orvar is writing a treatise on existential philosophy
Jim is petting Scrum and taking a nap in one of the booths
Tara is knocking back shots and getting relaxed
*Description from her intro yesterday*
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.
Ace approaches Tara, shuffling some cards in her hands and smiling.
"Hella miss" says Tara before knocking back another shot and passing one to Ace.
Ace accepted the shot and knocked it back as well."Hello. You seem like you'd like to play a game."
"I'm down fer it, depends on th game"
She chuckled and set the cards down on the table. "Whatever gambling game you want, babe."
"Heh, babe. 'S been a long *hic* time since anyun's called me that." She chuckles and leans back against the bar. "Aright, how about a game o' thirty-one."
She smiled. "Wonderful choice!" She grabs her deck and starts shuffling it. "How mush would you like to bet?"
She opens a pocket and throws a small pouch onto the table. "Abou' that much."
She looked at it and shrugged."Yep, that's fine." She poured the gold out and counted it, then got an equal amount out and put it in the pile. "Alright, time to deal." She dealt the cards.
*Roll 1d10 3 times and a 1d4, the 1d4 is to determine if a 10 is an 11, if you get it. 1-3 not, 4 it is.*
4981
4624
She looked at the cards. "Hm... 21 for me, 12 for you. Wanna trade some, or get right to the showdown?" Ace studied Tara to gauge how confident she was. Insight: 24
She seems pretty nervous but is hiding it well. Ace can just barely tell.
"I'll trade." She swaps out her 2 for a 9
"Now you're at 19." She smiled. "I think I'll trade, too." She trades her 8 for a 6 *In case of a 10* 3
Tara seems a little more confident. I'll trade as well.
she swaps her four for a 9 *In case of a ten* 2
"[1GP] looks like I bust."
Ace chuckled. "Nice try, though."
Tara mumbles something incoherent, and then says, "Well I guess that's yours."
She chuckled. "Let me buy you some drinks now." She ordered a pina colada for herself and Tara some more shots of what she was drinking.
Tara grins and waves her off. "No thanks, I'm drunk enough as it is, but I figured drinking was better than lighting things on fire, ergo here I am."
Ace shrugged. "Suit yourself." She chugged the shots and got to work on the cocunut drink. "So, what do I call you?"
"I call me Tara. Most other people call me names I'd rather not mention in any kind of company, especially not in front of someone I just lost a bet to."
Ace chuckled. "I don't care about that, babe. I've won enough for the rest of my life, it's not worth caring about anymore. I just care about the game." She pulled out a card, flipping it. It was an ace of spades. "You can call me Ace, babe."
"Will do ..." She squints at the card, obviously a little loopy, "Ace."
Ace chuckled a bit at Tara's loopiness. "You okay, babe?"
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Sable makes eye contact with him for a second (But silver doesn't have eyes lawrence, he cant seeeeeee)
*Hehehe*
Silver feels... watched. He seems alerted.
Sable walks over and sits down
Silver freezes and stays quiet.
Sable speaks up "Hello silver"
".... Hello."
Sable sat there for a few seocnds before reaching out for silver's hand
Silver recoiled a bit, then relaxed again, letting his hand be taken.
"Im sorry about what i said its just...." he said
"No no, you're fine... I'm the one who got... a little carried away."
"No no! your fine!" he said "I gave you the wrong idea..."
Silver sighed. "It was a very nice idea"
He stared at silver "You belong in the daylight, i belong in the night silver" he said "It was a nice idea but we dont belong together" he spoke
Silver chuckled. "Do I really belong in the daylight? I don't even know what it looks like, only how it feels. I like the feeling of night a lot better."
"If i could let you see i would.." he said and chuckled sadly
Silver reached over and patted his cheek. "I'd much rather feel than see."
He chuckled a bit for stopping, he let a few minutes of silence go between them before he took Silver hand and but it on his own cheek. Two small dot-indents were felt just below his eye. "That's were i was bitten" he said
"... by who?"
"His lordship of Rose City, Luczin"
"I've never heard of him."
"He is known mostly by the vampires of Rose City" he said and sighed
"Why?"
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Sable makes eye contact with him for a second (But silver doesn't have eyes lawrence, he cant seeeeeee)
*Hehehe*
Silver feels... watched. He seems alerted.
Sable walks over and sits down
Silver freezes and stays quiet.
Sable speaks up "Hello silver"
".... Hello."
Sable sat there for a few seocnds before reaching out for silver's hand
Silver recoiled a bit, then relaxed again, letting his hand be taken.
"Im sorry about what i said its just...." he said
"No no, you're fine... I'm the one who got... a little carried away."
"No no! your fine!" he said "I gave you the wrong idea..."
Silver sighed. "It was a very nice idea"
He stared at silver "You belong in the daylight, i belong in the night silver" he said "It was a nice idea but we dont belong together" he spoke
Silver chuckled. "Do I really belong in the daylight? I don't even know what it looks like, only how it feels. I like the feeling of night a lot better."
"If i could let you see i would.." he said and chuckled sadly
Silver reached over and patted his cheek. "I'd much rather feel than see."
He chuckled a bit for stopping, he let a few minutes of silence go between them before he took Silver hand and but it on his own cheek. Two small dot-indents were felt just below his eye. "That's were i was bitten" he said
"... by who?"
"His lordship of Rose City, Luczin"
"I've never heard of him."
"He is known mostly by the vampires of Rose City" he said and sighed
"Why?"
He shakes his head "im not sure, I just am" he said
Sable makes eye contact with him for a second (But silver doesn't have eyes lawrence, he cant seeeeeee)
*Hehehe*
Silver feels... watched. He seems alerted.
Sable walks over and sits down
Silver freezes and stays quiet.
Sable speaks up "Hello silver"
".... Hello."
Sable sat there for a few seocnds before reaching out for silver's hand
Silver recoiled a bit, then relaxed again, letting his hand be taken.
"Im sorry about what i said its just...." he said
"No no, you're fine... I'm the one who got... a little carried away."
"No no! your fine!" he said "I gave you the wrong idea..."
Silver sighed. "It was a very nice idea"
He stared at silver "You belong in the daylight, i belong in the night silver" he said "It was a nice idea but we dont belong together" he spoke
Silver chuckled. "Do I really belong in the daylight? I don't even know what it looks like, only how it feels. I like the feeling of night a lot better."
"If i could let you see i would.." he said and chuckled sadly
Silver reached over and patted his cheek. "I'd much rather feel than see."
He chuckled a bit for stopping, he let a few minutes of silence go between them before he took Silver hand and but it on his own cheek. Two small dot-indents were felt just below his eye. "That's were i was bitten" he said
"... by who?"
"His lordship of Rose City, Luczin"
"I've never heard of him."
"He is known mostly by the vampires of Rose City" he said and sighed
"Why?"
He shakes his head "im not sure, I just am" he said
Silver ran his finger over the bite marks for a bit before retracting his hand. "If you bite someone, can you control if they end up a vampire?"
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galax gets up and goes to find Omega
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
He chuckled a bit for stopping, he let a few minutes of silence go between them before he took Silver hand and but it on his own cheek. Two small dot-indents were felt just below his eye. "That's were i was bitten" he said
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
"I call me Tara. Most other people call me names I'd rather not mention in any kind of company, especially not in front of someone I just lost a bet to."
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"
"O-okay..."
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.
"... by who?"
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"His lordship of Rose City, Luczin"
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
"The Feywild, duh. Thats where all elves are from."
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.
Ace chuckled. "I don't care about that, babe. I've won enough for the rest of my life, it's not worth caring about anymore. I just care about the game." She pulled out a card, flipping it. It was an ace of spades. "You can call me Ace, babe."
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galax goes to his room, leaving his door ajar
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
"Good man!" Ettor laughed and disappeared in a poof of shadow.
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"I've never heard of him."
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"I meant as in where did you come from right before you piped up into our conversation."
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Will do ..." She squints at the card, obviously a little loopy, "Ace."
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.
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"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
"He is known mostly by the vampires of Rose City" he said and sighed
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
Ace chuckled a bit at Tara's loopiness. "You okay, babe?"
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"Why?"
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after grabbing some charcoal pencils and a piece of paper, galax starts sketching a portrait of Omega
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
He shakes his head "im not sure, I just am" he said
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
Omega was sitting by the fire, curled up like a snake
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 ran his finger over the bite marks for a bit before retracting his hand. "If you bite someone, can you control if they end up a vampire?"
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