Thara stands there confused, gives up & pay for both soups.
"It's okay, you don't have to pay for it." Klei says good-naturedly. "I have a lot of experience with thieves. Well, I'd have to, seein' as I'm one meself."
"Thank you! My names Thara *thay-ruh*, and you're a thief?"
"Well, I used to be. Might be still. But I've mostly focused on cooking. Hey, where's your soup bowl? Oh, here it is." Klei pulls the bowl from his back, still full of soup. It's even still hot!
"Wait I just had my soup." She stands there, a little dazed.
"HAHAha, you fell for it! This is a different bowl. I couldn't take that bowl, it's like three yards away. I don't got five invisible hands. HAhahha..." Klei laughs.
"You got kick out of that didn't you?" She stands there unamused.
"I get a kick out of everything. Especially puns! Want to hear one? What do you call a fish that's a king? O-FISH-al!! BWAHAHahahaHAHaha...hooo... my jaw is tired!"
"Boo!"
Klei turns around so fast that a gust of wind nearly blows out one of the candles on the tables. "WHO DARES HECKLE KLEI FARASTEN?!?!?!" He shouts, pulling out six knives and holding them like Wolverine's claws.
Zylna giggles from the rafters. "Even for me, puns are low."
"WHERE ARE YOU THEIF! I HEAR YOUR VOICE!" Thara shouts looking around.
She's sitting on a beam, swinging her legs back and forth. "Hi, miss me?"
"WHERE ARE YOU!?!" She yells, oblivious to to the goblins location.
Zylna sighed. "Try looking up."
She does so, "oh." She let's out as her stanse relaxes & she drops her longsword to one hand.
"Thanks for paying by the way, I got no money right now." Zylna smiled and shrugged.
"I didn't, knife guy did. If you were broke you could have asked for donation you know." She sheaths her sword as she says this.
Thara stands there confused, gives up & pay for both soups.
"It's okay, you don't have to pay for it." Klei says good-naturedly. "I have a lot of experience with thieves. Well, I'd have to, seein' as I'm one meself."
"Thank you! My names Thara *thay-ruh*, and you're a thief?"
"Well, I used to be. Might be still. But I've mostly focused on cooking. Hey, where's your soup bowl? Oh, here it is." Klei pulls the bowl from his back, still full of soup. It's even still hot!
"Wait I just had my soup." She stands there, a little dazed.
"HAHAha, you fell for it! This is a different bowl. I couldn't take that bowl, it's like three yards away. I don't got five invisible hands. HAhahha..." Klei laughs.
"You got kick out of that didn't you?" She stands there unamused.
"I get a kick out of everything. Especially puns! Want to hear one? What do you call a fish that's a king? O-FISH-al!! BWAHAHahahaHAHaha...hooo... my jaw is tired!"
"Boo!"
Klei turns around so fast that a gust of wind nearly blows out one of the candles on the tables. "WHO DARES HECKLE KLEI FARASTEN?!?!?!" He shouts, pulling out six knives and holding them like Wolverine's claws.
Zylna giggles from the rafters. "Even for me, puns are low."
"WHERE ARE YOU THEIF! I HEAR YOUR VOICE!" Thara shouts looking around.
She's sitting on a beam, swinging her legs back and forth. "Hi, miss me?"
"WHERE ARE YOU!?!" She yells, oblivious to to the goblins location.
Zylna sighed. "Try looking up."
She does so, "oh." She let's out as her stanse relaxes & she drops her longsword to one hand.
"Thanks for paying by the way, I got no money right now." Zylna smiled and shrugged.
"I didn't, knife guy did. If you were broke you could have asked for donation you know." She sheaths her sword as she says this.
"Nah, I'd rather sell my body than beg for a donation."
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Thara stands there confused, gives up & pay for both soups.
"It's okay, you don't have to pay for it." Klei says good-naturedly. "I have a lot of experience with thieves. Well, I'd have to, seein' as I'm one meself."
"Thank you! My names Thara *thay-ruh*, and you're a thief?"
"Well, I used to be. Might be still. But I've mostly focused on cooking. Hey, where's your soup bowl? Oh, here it is." Klei pulls the bowl from his back, still full of soup. It's even still hot!
"Wait I just had my soup." She stands there, a little dazed.
"HAHAha, you fell for it! This is a different bowl. I couldn't take that bowl, it's like three yards away. I don't got five invisible hands. HAhahha..." Klei laughs.
"You got kick out of that didn't you?" She stands there unamused.
"I get a kick out of everything. Especially puns! Want to hear one? What do you call a fish that's a king? O-FISH-al!! BWAHAHahahaHAHaha...hooo... my jaw is tired!"
"Boo!"
Klei turns around so fast that a gust of wind nearly blows out one of the candles on the tables. "WHO DARES HECKLE KLEI FARASTEN?!?!?!" He shouts, pulling out six knives and holding them like Wolverine's claws.
Zylna giggles from the rafters. "Even for me, puns are low."
"WHERE ARE YOU THEIF! I HEAR YOUR VOICE!" Thara shouts looking around.
She's sitting on a beam, swinging her legs back and forth. "Hi, miss me?"
"WHERE ARE YOU!?!" She yells, oblivious to to the goblins location.
Zylna sighed. "Try looking up."
She does so, "oh." She let's out as her stanse relaxes & she drops her longsword to one hand.
"Thanks for paying by the way, I got no money right now." Zylna smiled and shrugged.
"I didn't, knife guy did. If you were broke you could have asked for donation you know." She sheaths her sword as she says this.
"Nah, I'd rather sell my body than beg for a donation."
Thara stands there confused, gives up & pay for both soups.
"It's okay, you don't have to pay for it." Klei says good-naturedly. "I have a lot of experience with thieves. Well, I'd have to, seein' as I'm one meself."
"Thank you! My names Thara *thay-ruh*, and you're a thief?"
"Well, I used to be. Might be still. But I've mostly focused on cooking. Hey, where's your soup bowl? Oh, here it is." Klei pulls the bowl from his back, still full of soup. It's even still hot!
"Wait I just had my soup." She stands there, a little dazed.
"HAHAha, you fell for it! This is a different bowl. I couldn't take that bowl, it's like three yards away. I don't got five invisible hands. HAhahha..." Klei laughs.
"You got kick out of that didn't you?" She stands there unamused.
"I get a kick out of everything. Especially puns! Want to hear one? What do you call a fish that's a king? O-FISH-al!! BWAHAHahahaHAHaha...hooo... my jaw is tired!"
"Boo!"
Klei turns around so fast that a gust of wind nearly blows out one of the candles on the tables. "WHO DARES HECKLE KLEI FARASTEN?!?!?!" He shouts, pulling out six knives and holding them like Wolverine's claws.
Zylna giggles from the rafters. "Even for me, puns are low."
"WHERE ARE YOU THEIF! I HEAR YOUR VOICE!" Thara shouts looking around.
She's sitting on a beam, swinging her legs back and forth. "Hi, miss me?"
"WHERE ARE YOU!?!" She yells, oblivious to to the goblins location.
Zylna sighed. "Try looking up."
She does so, "oh." She let's out as her stanse relaxes & she drops her longsword to one hand.
"Thanks for paying by the way, I got no money right now." Zylna smiled and shrugged.
"I didn't, knife guy did. If you were broke you could have asked for donation you know." She sheaths her sword as she says this.
"Nah, I'd rather sell my body than beg for a donation."
"Well, let tell you some wisdom," She starts
"No."
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Thara stands there confused, gives up & pay for both soups.
"It's okay, you don't have to pay for it." Klei says good-naturedly. "I have a lot of experience with thieves. Well, I'd have to, seein' as I'm one meself."
"Thank you! My names Thara *thay-ruh*, and you're a thief?"
"Well, I used to be. Might be still. But I've mostly focused on cooking. Hey, where's your soup bowl? Oh, here it is." Klei pulls the bowl from his back, still full of soup. It's even still hot!
"Wait I just had my soup." She stands there, a little dazed.
"HAHAha, you fell for it! This is a different bowl. I couldn't take that bowl, it's like three yards away. I don't got five invisible hands. HAhahha..." Klei laughs.
"You got kick out of that didn't you?" She stands there unamused.
"I get a kick out of everything. Especially puns! Want to hear one? What do you call a fish that's a king? O-FISH-al!! BWAHAHahahaHAHaha...hooo... my jaw is tired!"
"Boo!"
Klei turns around so fast that a gust of wind nearly blows out one of the candles on the tables. "WHO DARES HECKLE KLEI FARASTEN?!?!?!" He shouts, pulling out six knives and holding them like Wolverine's claws.
Zylna giggles from the rafters. "Even for me, puns are low."
"GRrrr..." Klei goes back into the kitchen.
*NEW PFP HAS DROPPED*
"Awwww, why you leave?"
Klei throws a knife at zylna then slams the kitchen door. "STUPID GOBLIN!"
Zylna giggled as she dodges the knife. "The soup is good, by the way!"
"Thanks, but DON'T! DON'T TALK TO ME WHEN I CUT UP THE SPICES!! AAAAAAAAA" Klei yells.
Zylna laughed a bit.
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Thara stands there confused, gives up & pay for both soups.
"It's okay, you don't have to pay for it." Klei says good-naturedly. "I have a lot of experience with thieves. Well, I'd have to, seein' as I'm one meself."
"Thank you! My names Thara *thay-ruh*, and you're a thief?"
"Well, I used to be. Might be still. But I've mostly focused on cooking. Hey, where's your soup bowl? Oh, here it is." Klei pulls the bowl from his back, still full of soup. It's even still hot!
"Wait I just had my soup." She stands there, a little dazed.
"HAHAha, you fell for it! This is a different bowl. I couldn't take that bowl, it's like three yards away. I don't got five invisible hands. HAhahha..." Klei laughs.
"You got kick out of that didn't you?" She stands there unamused.
"I get a kick out of everything. Especially puns! Want to hear one? What do you call a fish that's a king? O-FISH-al!! BWAHAHahahaHAHaha...hooo... my jaw is tired!"
"Boo!"
Klei turns around so fast that a gust of wind nearly blows out one of the candles on the tables. "WHO DARES HECKLE KLEI FARASTEN?!?!?!" He shouts, pulling out six knives and holding them like Wolverine's claws.
Zylna giggles from the rafters. "Even for me, puns are low."
"WHERE ARE YOU THEIF! I HEAR YOUR VOICE!" Thara shouts looking around.
She's sitting on a beam, swinging her legs back and forth. "Hi, miss me?"
"WHERE ARE YOU!?!" She yells, oblivious to to the goblins location.
Zylna sighed. "Try looking up."
She does so, "oh." She let's out as her stanse relaxes & she drops her longsword to one hand.
"Thanks for paying by the way, I got no money right now." Zylna smiled and shrugged.
"I didn't, knife guy did. If you were broke you could have asked for donation you know." She sheaths her sword as she says this.
"Nah, I'd rather sell my body than beg for a donation."
Thara stands there confused, gives up & pay for both soups.
"It's okay, you don't have to pay for it." Klei says good-naturedly. "I have a lot of experience with thieves. Well, I'd have to, seein' as I'm one meself."
"Thank you! My names Thara *thay-ruh*, and you're a thief?"
"Well, I used to be. Might be still. But I've mostly focused on cooking. Hey, where's your soup bowl? Oh, here it is." Klei pulls the bowl from his back, still full of soup. It's even still hot!
"Wait I just had my soup." She stands there, a little dazed.
"HAHAha, you fell for it! This is a different bowl. I couldn't take that bowl, it's like three yards away. I don't got five invisible hands. HAhahha..." Klei laughs.
"You got kick out of that didn't you?" She stands there unamused.
"I get a kick out of everything. Especially puns! Want to hear one? What do you call a fish that's a king? O-FISH-al!! BWAHAHahahaHAHaha...hooo... my jaw is tired!"
"Boo!"
Klei turns around so fast that a gust of wind nearly blows out one of the candles on the tables. "WHO DARES HECKLE KLEI FARASTEN?!?!?!" He shouts, pulling out six knives and holding them like Wolverine's claws.
Zylna giggles from the rafters. "Even for me, puns are low."
"WHERE ARE YOU THEIF! I HEAR YOUR VOICE!" Thara shouts looking around.
She's sitting on a beam, swinging her legs back and forth. "Hi, miss me?"
"WHERE ARE YOU!?!" She yells, oblivious to to the goblins location.
Zylna sighed. "Try looking up."
She does so, "oh." She let's out as her stanse relaxes & she drops her longsword to one hand.
"Thanks for paying by the way, I got no money right now." Zylna smiled and shrugged.
"I didn't, knife guy did. If you were broke you could have asked for donation you know." She sheaths her sword as she says this.
"Nah, I'd rather sell my body than beg for a donation."
"Well, let tell you some wisdom," She starts
"No."
"What?" She asks with a face of confusion.
Zylna giggled. "No. Don't tell me anything, I'm tired of people trying to 'tell me wisdom'. No."
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Thara stands there confused, gives up & pay for both soups.
"It's okay, you don't have to pay for it." Klei says good-naturedly. "I have a lot of experience with thieves. Well, I'd have to, seein' as I'm one meself."
"Thank you! My names Thara *thay-ruh*, and you're a thief?"
"Well, I used to be. Might be still. But I've mostly focused on cooking. Hey, where's your soup bowl? Oh, here it is." Klei pulls the bowl from his back, still full of soup. It's even still hot!
"Wait I just had my soup." She stands there, a little dazed.
"HAHAha, you fell for it! This is a different bowl. I couldn't take that bowl, it's like three yards away. I don't got five invisible hands. HAhahha..." Klei laughs.
"You got kick out of that didn't you?" She stands there unamused.
"I get a kick out of everything. Especially puns! Want to hear one? What do you call a fish that's a king? O-FISH-al!! BWAHAHahahaHAHaha...hooo... my jaw is tired!"
"Boo!"
Klei turns around so fast that a gust of wind nearly blows out one of the candles on the tables. "WHO DARES HECKLE KLEI FARASTEN?!?!?!" He shouts, pulling out six knives and holding them like Wolverine's claws.
Zylna giggles from the rafters. "Even for me, puns are low."
"WHERE ARE YOU THEIF! I HEAR YOUR VOICE!" Thara shouts looking around.
She's sitting on a beam, swinging her legs back and forth. "Hi, miss me?"
"WHERE ARE YOU!?!" She yells, oblivious to to the goblins location.
Zylna sighed. "Try looking up."
She does so, "oh." She let's out as her stanse relaxes & she drops her longsword to one hand.
"Thanks for paying by the way, I got no money right now." Zylna smiled and shrugged.
"I didn't, knife guy did. If you were broke you could have asked for donation you know." She sheaths her sword as she says this.
"Nah, I'd rather sell my body than beg for a donation."
"Well, let tell you some wisdom," She starts
"No."
"What?" She asks with a face of confusion.
Zylna giggled. "No. Don't tell me anything, I'm tired of people trying to 'tell me wisdom'. No."
"If I weren't trying to be a paladin of redemption I could have punched a hole through your face when you pulled your trick on me, I really think some help to a path other than trickery will help, maybe don't ignore help."
"Well, don't get in any more trouble than necessary, Adder." Kiriwar says. Suddenly, a familiar scent fills his powerful nostrils. "That smell... another lycanthrope. Of course." Kiriwar begins to walk back to the tavern.
Morbius is still sharpening his sword, humming a melodic tune with a slight vibrato.
"Hello," Kiriwar says to Morbius. "You as well?"
"As well as what?" Morbius asks without looking at Kiriwar, sharpening his adamantine longsword with long strokes.
"Lycanthrope. I smell it about you. Is it... Wolf? Bear? Hyena? Fox?"
Morbius grimaces staying silent for a while. "That's none of your business..."
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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.)
"Well, don't get in any more trouble than necessary, Adder." Kiriwar says. Suddenly, a familiar scent fills his powerful nostrils. "That smell... another lycanthrope. Of course." Kiriwar begins to walk back to the tavern.
Morbius is still sharpening his sword, humming a melodic tune with a slight vibrato.
"Hello," Kiriwar says to Morbius. "You as well?"
"As well as what?" Morbius asks without looking at Kiriwar, sharpening his adamantine longsword with long strokes.
"Lycanthrope. I smell it about you. Is it... Wolf? Bear? Hyena? Fox?"
Morbius grimaces staying silent for a while. "That's none of your business..."
Thara stands there confused, gives up & pay for both soups.
"It's okay, you don't have to pay for it." Klei says good-naturedly. "I have a lot of experience with thieves. Well, I'd have to, seein' as I'm one meself."
"Thank you! My names Thara *thay-ruh*, and you're a thief?"
"Well, I used to be. Might be still. But I've mostly focused on cooking. Hey, where's your soup bowl? Oh, here it is." Klei pulls the bowl from his back, still full of soup. It's even still hot!
"Wait I just had my soup." She stands there, a little dazed.
"HAHAha, you fell for it! This is a different bowl. I couldn't take that bowl, it's like three yards away. I don't got five invisible hands. HAhahha..." Klei laughs.
"You got kick out of that didn't you?" She stands there unamused.
"I get a kick out of everything. Especially puns! Want to hear one? What do you call a fish that's a king? O-FISH-al!! BWAHAHahahaHAHaha...hooo... my jaw is tired!"
"Boo!"
Klei turns around so fast that a gust of wind nearly blows out one of the candles on the tables. "WHO DARES HECKLE KLEI FARASTEN?!?!?!" He shouts, pulling out six knives and holding them like Wolverine's claws.
Zylna giggles from the rafters. "Even for me, puns are low."
"WHERE ARE YOU THEIF! I HEAR YOUR VOICE!" Thara shouts looking around.
She's sitting on a beam, swinging her legs back and forth. "Hi, miss me?"
"WHERE ARE YOU!?!" She yells, oblivious to to the goblins location.
Zylna sighed. "Try looking up."
She does so, "oh." She let's out as her stanse relaxes & she drops her longsword to one hand.
"Thanks for paying by the way, I got no money right now." Zylna smiled and shrugged.
"I didn't, knife guy did. If you were broke you could have asked for donation you know." She sheaths her sword as she says this.
"Nah, I'd rather sell my body than beg for a donation."
"Well, let tell you some wisdom," She starts
"No."
"What?" She asks with a face of confusion.
Zylna giggled. "No. Don't tell me anything, I'm tired of people trying to 'tell me wisdom'. No."
"If I weren't trying to be a paladin of redemption I could have punched a hole through your face when you pulled your trick on me, I really think some help to a path other than trickery will help, maybe don't ignore help."
"Sorry, not sorry, but no."
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"Well, don't get in any more trouble than necessary, Adder." Kiriwar says. Suddenly, a familiar scent fills his powerful nostrils. "That smell... another lycanthrope. Of course." Kiriwar begins to walk back to the tavern.
Morbius is still sharpening his sword, humming a melodic tune with a slight vibrato.
"Hello," Kiriwar says to Morbius. "You as well?"
"As well as what?" Morbius asks without looking at Kiriwar, sharpening his adamantine longsword with long strokes.
"Lycanthrope. I smell it about you. Is it... Wolf? Bear? Hyena? Fox?"
Morbius grimaces staying silent for a while. "That's none of your business..."
"okay."
Morbius goes back to sharpening his sword. "What's your deal?"
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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.)
Thara stands there confused, gives up & pay for both soups.
"It's okay, you don't have to pay for it." Klei says good-naturedly. "I have a lot of experience with thieves. Well, I'd have to, seein' as I'm one meself."
"Thank you! My names Thara *thay-ruh*, and you're a thief?"
"Well, I used to be. Might be still. But I've mostly focused on cooking. Hey, where's your soup bowl? Oh, here it is." Klei pulls the bowl from his back, still full of soup. It's even still hot!
"Wait I just had my soup." She stands there, a little dazed.
"HAHAha, you fell for it! This is a different bowl. I couldn't take that bowl, it's like three yards away. I don't got five invisible hands. HAhahha..." Klei laughs.
"You got kick out of that didn't you?" She stands there unamused.
"I get a kick out of everything. Especially puns! Want to hear one? What do you call a fish that's a king? O-FISH-al!! BWAHAHahahaHAHaha...hooo... my jaw is tired!"
"Boo!"
Klei turns around so fast that a gust of wind nearly blows out one of the candles on the tables. "WHO DARES HECKLE KLEI FARASTEN?!?!?!" He shouts, pulling out six knives and holding them like Wolverine's claws.
Zylna giggles from the rafters. "Even for me, puns are low."
"WHERE ARE YOU THEIF! I HEAR YOUR VOICE!" Thara shouts looking around.
She's sitting on a beam, swinging her legs back and forth. "Hi, miss me?"
"WHERE ARE YOU!?!" She yells, oblivious to to the goblins location.
Zylna sighed. "Try looking up."
She does so, "oh." She let's out as her stanse relaxes & she drops her longsword to one hand.
"Thanks for paying by the way, I got no money right now." Zylna smiled and shrugged.
"I didn't, knife guy did. If you were broke you could have asked for donation you know." She sheaths her sword as she says this.
"Nah, I'd rather sell my body than beg for a donation."
"Well, let tell you some wisdom," She starts
"No."
"What?" She asks with a face of confusion.
Zylna giggled. "No. Don't tell me anything, I'm tired of people trying to 'tell me wisdom'. No."
"If I weren't trying to be a paladin of redemption I could have punched a hole through your face when you pulled your trick on me, I really think some help to a path other than trickery will help, maybe don't ignore help."
"Sorry, not sorry, but no."
"Ok well have fun when you get Injured, arrested, or worse when you pull your tricks on the wrong person." She shrugs as she turns around.
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.)
Thara stands there confused, gives up & pay for both soups.
"It's okay, you don't have to pay for it." Klei says good-naturedly. "I have a lot of experience with thieves. Well, I'd have to, seein' as I'm one meself."
"Thank you! My names Thara *thay-ruh*, and you're a thief?"
"Well, I used to be. Might be still. But I've mostly focused on cooking. Hey, where's your soup bowl? Oh, here it is." Klei pulls the bowl from his back, still full of soup. It's even still hot!
"Wait I just had my soup." She stands there, a little dazed.
"HAHAha, you fell for it! This is a different bowl. I couldn't take that bowl, it's like three yards away. I don't got five invisible hands. HAhahha..." Klei laughs.
"You got kick out of that didn't you?" She stands there unamused.
"I get a kick out of everything. Especially puns! Want to hear one? What do you call a fish that's a king? O-FISH-al!! BWAHAHahahaHAHaha...hooo... my jaw is tired!"
"Boo!"
Klei turns around so fast that a gust of wind nearly blows out one of the candles on the tables. "WHO DARES HECKLE KLEI FARASTEN?!?!?!" He shouts, pulling out six knives and holding them like Wolverine's claws.
Zylna giggles from the rafters. "Even for me, puns are low."
"WHERE ARE YOU THEIF! I HEAR YOUR VOICE!" Thara shouts looking around.
She's sitting on a beam, swinging her legs back and forth. "Hi, miss me?"
"WHERE ARE YOU!?!" She yells, oblivious to to the goblins location.
Zylna sighed. "Try looking up."
She does so, "oh." She let's out as her stanse relaxes & she drops her longsword to one hand.
"Thanks for paying by the way, I got no money right now." Zylna smiled and shrugged.
"I didn't, knife guy did. If you were broke you could have asked for donation you know." She sheaths her sword as she says this.
"Nah, I'd rather sell my body than beg for a donation."
"Well, let tell you some wisdom," She starts
"No."
"What?" She asks with a face of confusion.
Zylna giggled. "No. Don't tell me anything, I'm tired of people trying to 'tell me wisdom'. No."
"If I weren't trying to be a paladin of redemption I could have punched a hole through your face when you pulled your trick on me, I really think some help to a path other than trickery will help, maybe don't ignore help."
"Sorry, not sorry, but no."
"Ok well have fun when you get Injured, arrested, or worse when you pull your tricks on the wrong person." She shrugs as she turns around.
"Thanks, have fun as well!" Zylna waved cheerfully.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
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)
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"I didn't, knife guy did. If you were broke you could have asked for donation you know." She sheaths her sword as she says this.
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Nah, I'd rather sell my body than beg for a donation."
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.
"Well, let tell you some wisdom," She starts
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"No."
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.
Zylna laughed a bit.
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.
"What?" She asks with a face of confusion.
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Zylna giggled. "No. Don't tell me anything, I'm tired of people trying to 'tell me wisdom'. No."
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.
"If I weren't trying to be a paladin of redemption I could have punched a hole through your face when you pulled your trick on me, I really think some help to a path other than trickery will help, maybe don't ignore help."
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
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.)
"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.
"Sorry, not sorry, but no."
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.
Morbius goes back to sharpening his sword. "What's your deal?"
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.)
"Ok well have fun when you get Injured, arrested, or worse when you pull your tricks on the wrong person." She shrugs as she turns around.
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Spawn is still being grumpy.
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.)
*where?*
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*Anywhere lol, I just want some interactions.*
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.)
"Thanks, have fun as well!" Zylna waved cheerfully.
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.
*let's say under adders tree (I know it's not his it's just the one he's on a bunch)*
Arrow walks up brushing her hands on her leather armour, "So, I see widil baby is in a bad mood huh?"
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Adder was back upstairs besides Azazel, he was waiting for him to wake up.
Seph was messing with the new body he kidnapped then killed. it was hung up in a tree, out of sight.
-Lawrence is making a new character idea-
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
*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)