*Good morning good people, bringing some new characters that my brain made me write about for six hours last night. God help meeeeeee*
Adder was sitting inside. He was was messing with a small knife while reading about humans in a book. His finned tail waved lazily as he drank back coffee mixed with spices.
"What do you have there?" A white dragon born says behind him.
*Full description:*
A 352 lb., 6'11" snow white scaled dragon born wearing basic chain mail suit & gauntlets, with long thick dark brown trousers leading to Black boots that go up to the middle of the shin. Under all this is a quite muscular body.
*Hold on, ill be back in a bit, im making a few characters*
*every dnd players impulse, lol. yeah see you in a bit.*
"Its about how to work with humans, im not exactly good with them" he said
"Humans are weird aren't they?" She says nodding her head lightly. *take ur time replying, 3s alot to deal with here, I got the rest of the day so.*
*Nah its fine, ive been through worse XD*
He smiles "I agree" he turns around and holds out a hand "Im Adder" he speaks
"Thara, nice to meet you" She grabs his hand a little tight, without noticing, then shakes it like normal. *it's pronounced thay-ruh and she speaks with a Russian accent.*
Adder grins "Nice to meet cha" he says
She lets go "Mind if I take a seat?"
he shrugs "Sure i suppose"
She does so, cutting her height in half "So, what's your business here?"
He shrugs "Not really sure to be honest, to protect Azazel"
*I'm thinking of a third one, but I'm not sure what to do. I am open to ideas, but I want to roleplay another female-ish character. (Most of my characters are dudes lmao)*
*My third is a collector devil named Alec who got in trouble and got turned mortal.*
*That sounds awesome! Spawn is a pretty significant Devil, so Alec might have heard of him. If you want to, Spawn might know Alec, too.*
*Hm...I have two mainly neutrals with one leaning to good, so I guess I'll make a predominantly evil character.*
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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.)
*Good morning good people, bringing some new characters that my brain made me write about for six hours last night. God help meeeeeee*
Adder was sitting inside. He was was messing with a small knife while reading about humans in a book. His finned tail waved lazily as he drank back coffee mixed with spices.
"What do you have there?" A white dragon born says behind him.
*Full description:*
A 352 lb., 6'11" snow white scaled dragon born wearing basic chain mail suit & gauntlets, with long thick dark brown trousers leading to Black boots that go up to the middle of the shin. Under all this is a quite muscular body.
*Hold on, ill be back in a bit, im making a few characters*
*every dnd players impulse, lol. yeah see you in a bit.*
"Its about how to work with humans, im not exactly good with them" he said
"Humans are weird aren't they?" She says nodding her head lightly. *take ur time replying, 3s alot to deal with here, I got the rest of the day so.*
*Nah its fine, ive been through worse XD*
He smiles "I agree" he turns around and holds out a hand "Im Adder" he speaks
"Thara, nice to meet you" She grabs his hand a little tight, without noticing, then shakes it like normal. *it's pronounced thay-ruh and she speaks with a Russian accent.*
Adder grins "Nice to meet cha" he says
She lets go "Mind if I take a seat?"
he shrugs "Sure i suppose"
She does so, cutting her height in half "So, what's your business here?"
He shrugs "Not really sure to be honest, to protect Azazel"
"Who are they?" She asks, tilting her head.
*sorry was dealing with stuff*
"My cutie" he said happily
"Aww, your girlfriend?" *I KNOW THERES MORE THAN OPPOSITE GENDER RELATIONSHIPS ONCE ADDER CORRECTS HER YOULL KNOW WHY THARA, NOT ME, SAID THAT. ok wanted to make sure I didn't seem homophobic.*
*I'm thinking of a third one, but I'm not sure what to do. I am open to ideas, but I want to roleplay another female-ish character. (Most of my characters are dudes lmao)*
*My third is a collector devil named Alec who got in trouble and got turned mortal.*
*That sounds awesome! Spawn is a pretty significant Devil, so Alec might have heard of him. If you want to, Spawn might know Alec, too.*
*Hm...I have two mainly neutrals with one leaning to good, so I guess I'll make a predominantly evil character.*
*Thats fine with me, if you want a written thing about Alec's past, I can give it to you*
Stroth sat on the side of a stark cliff, 100 feet drop right below him. He hung by a short hempen cord, lowering himself slowly down the side of it. He pulled out a syringe and a small glass vial. A glowing orange flowers sat before his on a crag in the cliff, living in the darkness of the cliff's might and power. He settled himself on to the crag's side and stabbed one of the flowers in its center with the syringe, extracting its fluid. He wore a black cloth over his nose and mouth to protect him from the pollen that flower released. He slowly drained all of the flower's fluid, a cloud of orange-yellow pollen filled the air around him. He climbed his way back up the side, 3 vials of orange glowing liquid in his bag.
He was about to reach the top when he heard something scape the side of the mountain. He looked up and saw it, his hook that was supposed to be stuck in the mountain flat above him was not secured in. He cussed to himself as he tried to level his body weight so he wouldn't go falling down into the pits below him. He gripped the rope with his gloved hands and started slowly climbing back up the side.
"This is quite funny to watch" a grating voice said with mock sincerity.
Stroth sighed a slowly turned his head to the side, a shadowy spider sat on his shoulder. This was Mavwall, a fiend that always came by him at times where he was about to die, and that was often. Stroth would always put his life at risk to get some sort of alchemy ingredient. Mavwall looked like a shadowy raven but in reality he was much bigger and scarier.
Stroth growled "Im not in the mood fiend".
"Of course your not! your about to die to get yet another ingredient you wanted" Mavwall cawed.
"If your not going to help then leave bird" he said, careful not to shift his weight of the rope.
"Just make a simple pact, that's all i ask" Mavwall said "Think about it! an undying body, being able to collect anything you want without death!" he said.
The rope slid a bit as Stroth turned his head, he desperately grabbed on to it, feeling it slide off. "FINE! Ill make a pact with you, i need to stay alive to collect this" he said.
The Raven made a excited caw and smiled, having human teeth all of a sudden "You'll never regret this my friend and partner!!" it said and flew up then suddenly and directly into Stroths chest. From the sudden rush of having a fiend enter him, Stroth let go of the rope and fell downwards. He hit the ground with a sicken thud, like his body itself had gave up and died right there. But he didn't die, he sat up and looked around, confused. He should be dead, but the pact kept him alive.
A man wearing a thick black trench-coat jacket walked in. He wore a black sweater, beige trousers that were covered in dust and stains, and black leather boots. he wore black leather gloves over his hands. He carried a bag of holding on his shoulder and medical pouch on his hip. His hood covered his face in shadow as he went and sat down at a table. A raven suddenly appeared next to him on his shoulder.
He pulled out a book and a couple of vials from his pouch and began reading by himself. The raven hopped sideways and back and forth.
Zylna looks at him from the rafters, where she hangs from her legs.
The man doesnt seem to notice, he seems to be talking to his raven
She swung herself up and leaped across the rafters silently until she was directly over him. She tries to listen closely.
*Can you roll a stealth for me Wayne*
*Yessiree*
30
*Nicely done*
He hears the Raven making Clicking tones while Stroth seems to speak back normally. "Im telling you, Purple worm poison will do some damage but what you want to have is Ornage orchid, best poison in Fellfall"
Poison, eh? I wonder what for? Zylna continued listening, intrigued.
The raven seems to talk back for a second then turns it head completely around. Stroth chuckles "Your going to freak out some people if they see that"
Ooooh, a magical bird! Interesting. Zylna shifts a bit on her bean, potentially causing some dust to float down.
The raven turns it head upwards, facing Zylna. It makes a chirp then a hiss noise, alerting Stroth. Stroth turns to face Zylna and narrows his eyes "What and who are you?"
All they could probably see right now is her big, glowing yellow eyes in the shadows. "Hello."
"Answer my question" he said bluntly.
"Why?" She blinked slowly, a hint of amusement on her voice.
"Because right now im registering you as a threat" he said
"Good choice." She giggled and jumped down, landing on the table.
*Do you already know what she looks like, ore do you need her description again?*
*I need a bit of a description. *
Stroth narrowed his eyes and pulled out a dagger "get off of our table" he said. The crow was tilting its head back and forth in a weird manner.
*In spoiler, first part in the desc is from when I intro'd*
A 3'2 short figure walks in, they have a short, grey hooded cloak over some leather armor/clothing. Currently, her facial features are hidden, except for some big, green pointed ears poking out of some ear holes in the hood as well as the darkness in the hood slightly glowing yellow, and her figure was clearly feminine.
She has short, black hair that can only be described as messy, and she has bandages on the bottom half of her face that covers everything except for her mouth. She has big, yellow eyes that seem to glow slightly. She is a goblin.
She looked at the dagger, smiling. "But why? The table's comfortable."
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*Good morning good people, bringing some new characters that my brain made me write about for six hours last night. God help meeeeeee*
Adder was sitting inside. He was was messing with a small knife while reading about humans in a book. His finned tail waved lazily as he drank back coffee mixed with spices.
"What do you have there?" A white dragon born says behind him.
*Full description:*
A 352 lb., 6'11" snow white scaled dragon born wearing basic chain mail suit & gauntlets, with long thick dark brown trousers leading to Black boots that go up to the middle of the shin. Under all this is a quite muscular body.
*Hold on, ill be back in a bit, im making a few characters*
*every dnd players impulse, lol. yeah see you in a bit.*
"Its about how to work with humans, im not exactly good with them" he said
"Humans are weird aren't they?" She says nodding her head lightly. *take ur time replying, 3s alot to deal with here, I got the rest of the day so.*
*Nah its fine, ive been through worse XD*
He smiles "I agree" he turns around and holds out a hand "Im Adder" he speaks
"Thara, nice to meet you" She grabs his hand a little tight, without noticing, then shakes it like normal. *it's pronounced thay-ruh and she speaks with a Russian accent.*
Adder grins "Nice to meet cha" he says
She lets go "Mind if I take a seat?"
he shrugs "Sure i suppose"
She does so, cutting her height in half "So, what's your business here?"
He shrugs "Not really sure to be honest, to protect Azazel"
"Who are they?" She asks, tilting her head.
*sorry was dealing with stuff*
"My cutie" he said happily
"Aww, your girlfriend?" *I KNOW THERES MORE THAN OPPOSITE GENDER RELATIONSHIPS ONCE ADDER CORRECTS HER YOULL KNOW WHY THARA, NOT ME, SAID THAT. ok wanted to make sure I didn't seem homophobic.*
Stroth sat on the side of a stark cliff, 100 feet drop right below him. He hung by a short hempen cord, lowering himself slowly down the side of it. He pulled out a syringe and a small glass vial. A glowing orange flowers sat before his on a crag in the cliff, living in the darkness of the cliff's might and power. He settled himself on to the crag's side and stabbed one of the flowers in its center with the syringe, extracting its fluid. He wore a black cloth over his nose and mouth to protect him from the pollen that flower released. He slowly drained all of the flower's fluid, a cloud of orange-yellow pollen filled the air around him. He climbed his way back up the side, 3 vials of orange glowing liquid in his bag.
He was about to reach the top when he heard something scape the side of the mountain. He looked up and saw it, his hook that was supposed to be stuck in the mountain flat above him was not secured in. He cussed to himself as he tried to level his body weight so he wouldn't go falling down into the pits below him. He gripped the rope with his gloved hands and started slowly climbing back up the side.
"This is quite funny to watch" a grating voice said with mock sincerity.
Stroth sighed a slowly turned his head to the side, a shadowy spider sat on his shoulder. This was Mavwall, a fiend that always came by him at times where he was about to die, and that was often. Stroth would always put his life at risk to get some sort of alchemy ingredient. Mavwall looked like a shadowy raven but in reality he was much bigger and scarier.
Stroth growled "Im not in the mood fiend".
"Of course your not! your about to die to get yet another ingredient you wanted" Mavwall cawed.
"If your not going to help then leave bird" he said, careful not to shift his weight of the rope.
"Just make a simple pact, that's all i ask" Mavwall said "Think about it! an undying body, being able to collect anything you want without death!" he said.
The rope slid a bit as Stroth turned his head, he desperately grabbed on to it, feeling it slide off. "FINE! Ill make a pact with you, i need to stay alive to collect this" he said.
The Raven made a excited caw and smiled, having human teeth all of a sudden "You'll never regret this my friend and partner!!" it said and flew up then suddenly and directly into Stroths chest. From the sudden rush of having a fiend enter him, Stroth let go of the rope and fell downwards. He hit the ground with a sicken thud, like his body itself had gave up and died right there. But he didn't die, he sat up and looked around, confused. He should be dead, but the pact kept him alive.
A man wearing a thick black trench-coat jacket walked in. He wore a black sweater, beige trousers that were covered in dust and stains, and black leather boots. he wore black leather gloves over his hands. He carried a bag of holding on his shoulder and medical pouch on his hip. His hood covered his face in shadow as he went and sat down at a table. A raven suddenly appeared next to him on his shoulder.
He pulled out a book and a couple of vials from his pouch and began reading by himself. The raven hopped sideways and back and forth.
Zylna looks at him from the rafters, where she hangs from her legs.
The man doesnt seem to notice, he seems to be talking to his raven
She swung herself up and leaped across the rafters silently until she was directly over him. She tries to listen closely.
*Can you roll a stealth for me Wayne*
*Yessiree*
30
*Nicely done*
He hears the Raven making Clicking tones while Stroth seems to speak back normally. "Im telling you, Purple worm poison will do some damage but what you want to have is Ornage orchid, best poison in Fellfall"
Poison, eh? I wonder what for? Zylna continued listening, intrigued.
The raven seems to talk back for a second then turns it head completely around. Stroth chuckles "Your going to freak out some people if they see that"
Ooooh, a magical bird! Interesting. Zylna shifts a bit on her bean, potentially causing some dust to float down.
The raven turns it head upwards, facing Zylna. It makes a chirp then a hiss noise, alerting Stroth. Stroth turns to face Zylna and narrows his eyes "What and who are you?"
All they could probably see right now is her big, glowing yellow eyes in the shadows. "Hello."
"Answer my question" he said bluntly.
"Why?" She blinked slowly, a hint of amusement on her voice.
"Because right now im registering you as a threat" he said
"Good choice." She giggled and jumped down, landing on the table.
*Do you already know what she looks like, ore do you need her description again?*
*I need a bit of a description. *
Stroth narrowed his eyes and pulled out a dagger "get off of our table" he said. The crow was tilting its head back and forth in a weird manner.
*In spoiler, first part in the desc is from when I intro'd*
A 3'2 short figure walks in, they have a short, grey hooded cloak over some leather armor/clothing. Currently, her facial features are hidden, except for some big, green pointed ears poking out of some ear holes in the hood as well as the darkness in the hood slightly glowing yellow, and her figure was clearly feminine.
She has short, black hair that can only be described as messy, and she has bandages on the bottom half of her face that covers everything except for her mouth. She has big, yellow eyes that seem to glow slightly. She is a goblin.
She looked at the dagger, smiling. "But why? The table's comfortable."
He narrows his eyes even more, keeping quiet. He gathers up his vials and puts them in his bag. The raven hops on his shoulder, cracking it neck. "fine then, I will move then"
Stroth sat on the side of a stark cliff, 100 feet drop right below him. He hung by a short hempen cord, lowering himself slowly down the side of it. He pulled out a syringe and a small glass vial. A glowing orange flowers sat before his on a crag in the cliff, living in the darkness of the cliff's might and power. He settled himself on to the crag's side and stabbed one of the flowers in its center with the syringe, extracting its fluid. He wore a black cloth over his nose and mouth to protect him from the pollen that flower released. He slowly drained all of the flower's fluid, a cloud of orange-yellow pollen filled the air around him. He climbed his way back up the side, 3 vials of orange glowing liquid in his bag.
He was about to reach the top when he heard something scape the side of the mountain. He looked up and saw it, his hook that was supposed to be stuck in the mountain flat above him was not secured in. He cussed to himself as he tried to level his body weight so he wouldn't go falling down into the pits below him. He gripped the rope with his gloved hands and started slowly climbing back up the side.
"This is quite funny to watch" a grating voice said with mock sincerity.
Stroth sighed a slowly turned his head to the side, a shadowy spider sat on his shoulder. This was Mavwall, a fiend that always came by him at times where he was about to die, and that was often. Stroth would always put his life at risk to get some sort of alchemy ingredient. Mavwall looked like a shadowy raven but in reality he was much bigger and scarier.
Stroth growled "Im not in the mood fiend".
"Of course your not! your about to die to get yet another ingredient you wanted" Mavwall cawed.
"If your not going to help then leave bird" he said, careful not to shift his weight of the rope.
"Just make a simple pact, that's all i ask" Mavwall said "Think about it! an undying body, being able to collect anything you want without death!" he said.
The rope slid a bit as Stroth turned his head, he desperately grabbed on to it, feeling it slide off. "FINE! Ill make a pact with you, i need to stay alive to collect this" he said.
The Raven made a excited caw and smiled, having human teeth all of a sudden "You'll never regret this my friend and partner!!" it said and flew up then suddenly and directly into Stroths chest. From the sudden rush of having a fiend enter him, Stroth let go of the rope and fell downwards. He hit the ground with a sicken thud, like his body itself had gave up and died right there. But he didn't die, he sat up and looked around, confused. He should be dead, but the pact kept him alive.
A man wearing a thick black trench-coat jacket walked in. He wore a black sweater, beige trousers that were covered in dust and stains, and black leather boots. he wore black leather gloves over his hands. He carried a bag of holding on his shoulder and medical pouch on his hip. His hood covered his face in shadow as he went and sat down at a table. A raven suddenly appeared next to him on his shoulder.
He pulled out a book and a couple of vials from his pouch and began reading by himself. The raven hopped sideways and back and forth.
Zylna looks at him from the rafters, where she hangs from her legs.
The man doesnt seem to notice, he seems to be talking to his raven
She swung herself up and leaped across the rafters silently until she was directly over him. She tries to listen closely.
*Can you roll a stealth for me Wayne*
*Yessiree*
30
*Nicely done*
He hears the Raven making Clicking tones while Stroth seems to speak back normally. "Im telling you, Purple worm poison will do some damage but what you want to have is Ornage orchid, best poison in Fellfall"
Poison, eh? I wonder what for? Zylna continued listening, intrigued.
The raven seems to talk back for a second then turns it head completely around. Stroth chuckles "Your going to freak out some people if they see that"
Ooooh, a magical bird! Interesting. Zylna shifts a bit on her bean, potentially causing some dust to float down.
The raven turns it head upwards, facing Zylna. It makes a chirp then a hiss noise, alerting Stroth. Stroth turns to face Zylna and narrows his eyes "What and who are you?"
All they could probably see right now is her big, glowing yellow eyes in the shadows. "Hello."
"Answer my question" he said bluntly.
"Why?" She blinked slowly, a hint of amusement on her voice.
"Because right now im registering you as a threat" he said
"Good choice." She giggled and jumped down, landing on the table.
*Do you already know what she looks like, ore do you need her description again?*
*I need a bit of a description. *
Stroth narrowed his eyes and pulled out a dagger "get off of our table" he said. The crow was tilting its head back and forth in a weird manner.
*In spoiler, first part in the desc is from when I intro'd*
A 3'2 short figure walks in, they have a short, grey hooded cloak over some leather armor/clothing. Currently, her facial features are hidden, except for some big, green pointed ears poking out of some ear holes in the hood as well as the darkness in the hood slightly glowing yellow, and her figure was clearly feminine.
She has short, black hair that can only be described as messy, and she has bandages on the bottom half of her face that covers everything except for her mouth. She has big, yellow eyes that seem to glow slightly. She is a goblin.
She looked at the dagger, smiling. "But why? The table's comfortable."
He narrows his eyes even more, keeping quiet. He gathers up his vials and puts them in his bag. The raven hops on his shoulder, cracking it neck. "fine then, I will move then"
"I'll follow."
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*Good morning good people, bringing some new characters that my brain made me write about for six hours last night. God help meeeeeee*
Adder was sitting inside. He was was messing with a small knife while reading about humans in a book. His finned tail waved lazily as he drank back coffee mixed with spices.
"What do you have there?" A white dragon born says behind him.
*Full description:*
A 352 lb., 6'11" snow white scaled dragon born wearing basic chain mail suit & gauntlets, with long thick dark brown trousers leading to Black boots that go up to the middle of the shin. Under all this is a quite muscular body.
*Hold on, ill be back in a bit, im making a few characters*
*every dnd players impulse, lol. yeah see you in a bit.*
"Its about how to work with humans, im not exactly good with them" he said
"Humans are weird aren't they?" She says nodding her head lightly. *take ur time replying, 3s alot to deal with here, I got the rest of the day so.*
*Nah its fine, ive been through worse XD*
He smiles "I agree" he turns around and holds out a hand "Im Adder" he speaks
"Thara, nice to meet you" She grabs his hand a little tight, without noticing, then shakes it like normal. *it's pronounced thay-ruh and she speaks with a Russian accent.*
Adder grins "Nice to meet cha" he says
She lets go "Mind if I take a seat?"
he shrugs "Sure i suppose"
She does so, cutting her height in half "So, what's your business here?"
He shrugs "Not really sure to be honest, to protect Azazel"
"Who are they?" She asks, tilting her head.
*sorry was dealing with stuff*
"My cutie" he said happily
"Aww, your girlfriend?" *I KNOW THERES MORE THAN OPPOSITE GENDER RELATIONSHIPS ONCE ADDER CORRECTS HER YOULL KNOW WHY THARA, NOT ME, SAID THAT. ok wanted to make sure I didn't seem homophobic.*
"nope, Boyfriend" he said with a grin
"Ohhh yeah, you can do that when your not in a horrid dragonborn clan, trust me they do NOT allow that, I'm not even sure they allow romance."
Stroth sat on the side of a stark cliff, 100 feet drop right below him. He hung by a short hempen cord, lowering himself slowly down the side of it. He pulled out a syringe and a small glass vial. A glowing orange flowers sat before his on a crag in the cliff, living in the darkness of the cliff's might and power. He settled himself on to the crag's side and stabbed one of the flowers in its center with the syringe, extracting its fluid. He wore a black cloth over his nose and mouth to protect him from the pollen that flower released. He slowly drained all of the flower's fluid, a cloud of orange-yellow pollen filled the air around him. He climbed his way back up the side, 3 vials of orange glowing liquid in his bag.
He was about to reach the top when he heard something scape the side of the mountain. He looked up and saw it, his hook that was supposed to be stuck in the mountain flat above him was not secured in. He cussed to himself as he tried to level his body weight so he wouldn't go falling down into the pits below him. He gripped the rope with his gloved hands and started slowly climbing back up the side.
"This is quite funny to watch" a grating voice said with mock sincerity.
Stroth sighed a slowly turned his head to the side, a shadowy spider sat on his shoulder. This was Mavwall, a fiend that always came by him at times where he was about to die, and that was often. Stroth would always put his life at risk to get some sort of alchemy ingredient. Mavwall looked like a shadowy raven but in reality he was much bigger and scarier.
Stroth growled "Im not in the mood fiend".
"Of course your not! your about to die to get yet another ingredient you wanted" Mavwall cawed.
"If your not going to help then leave bird" he said, careful not to shift his weight of the rope.
"Just make a simple pact, that's all i ask" Mavwall said "Think about it! an undying body, being able to collect anything you want without death!" he said.
The rope slid a bit as Stroth turned his head, he desperately grabbed on to it, feeling it slide off. "FINE! Ill make a pact with you, i need to stay alive to collect this" he said.
The Raven made a excited caw and smiled, having human teeth all of a sudden "You'll never regret this my friend and partner!!" it said and flew up then suddenly and directly into Stroths chest. From the sudden rush of having a fiend enter him, Stroth let go of the rope and fell downwards. He hit the ground with a sicken thud, like his body itself had gave up and died right there. But he didn't die, he sat up and looked around, confused. He should be dead, but the pact kept him alive.
A man wearing a thick black trench-coat jacket walked in. He wore a black sweater, beige trousers that were covered in dust and stains, and black leather boots. he wore black leather gloves over his hands. He carried a bag of holding on his shoulder and medical pouch on his hip. His hood covered his face in shadow as he went and sat down at a table. A raven suddenly appeared next to him on his shoulder.
He pulled out a book and a couple of vials from his pouch and began reading by himself. The raven hopped sideways and back and forth.
Zylna looks at him from the rafters, where she hangs from her legs.
The man doesnt seem to notice, he seems to be talking to his raven
She swung herself up and leaped across the rafters silently until she was directly over him. She tries to listen closely.
*Can you roll a stealth for me Wayne*
*Yessiree*
30
*Nicely done*
He hears the Raven making Clicking tones while Stroth seems to speak back normally. "Im telling you, Purple worm poison will do some damage but what you want to have is Ornage orchid, best poison in Fellfall"
Poison, eh? I wonder what for? Zylna continued listening, intrigued.
The raven seems to talk back for a second then turns it head completely around. Stroth chuckles "Your going to freak out some people if they see that"
Ooooh, a magical bird! Interesting. Zylna shifts a bit on her bean, potentially causing some dust to float down.
The raven turns it head upwards, facing Zylna. It makes a chirp then a hiss noise, alerting Stroth. Stroth turns to face Zylna and narrows his eyes "What and who are you?"
All they could probably see right now is her big, glowing yellow eyes in the shadows. "Hello."
"Answer my question" he said bluntly.
"Why?" She blinked slowly, a hint of amusement on her voice.
"Because right now im registering you as a threat" he said
"Good choice." She giggled and jumped down, landing on the table.
*Do you already know what she looks like, ore do you need her description again?*
*I need a bit of a description. *
Stroth narrowed his eyes and pulled out a dagger "get off of our table" he said. The crow was tilting its head back and forth in a weird manner.
*In spoiler, first part in the desc is from when I intro'd*
A 3'2 short figure walks in, they have a short, grey hooded cloak over some leather armor/clothing. Currently, her facial features are hidden, except for some big, green pointed ears poking out of some ear holes in the hood as well as the darkness in the hood slightly glowing yellow, and her figure was clearly feminine.
She has short, black hair that can only be described as messy, and she has bandages on the bottom half of her face that covers everything except for her mouth. She has big, yellow eyes that seem to glow slightly. She is a goblin.
She looked at the dagger, smiling. "But why? The table's comfortable."
He narrows his eyes even more, keeping quiet. He gathers up his vials and puts them in his bag. The raven hops on his shoulder, cracking it neck. "fine then, I will move then"
*Good morning good people, bringing some new characters that my brain made me write about for six hours last night. God help meeeeeee*
Adder was sitting inside. He was was messing with a small knife while reading about humans in a book. His finned tail waved lazily as he drank back coffee mixed with spices.
"What do you have there?" A white dragon born says behind him.
*Full description:*
A 352 lb., 6'11" snow white scaled dragon born wearing basic chain mail suit & gauntlets, with long thick dark brown trousers leading to Black boots that go up to the middle of the shin. Under all this is a quite muscular body.
*Hold on, ill be back in a bit, im making a few characters*
*every dnd players impulse, lol. yeah see you in a bit.*
"Its about how to work with humans, im not exactly good with them" he said
"Humans are weird aren't they?" She says nodding her head lightly. *take ur time replying, 3s alot to deal with here, I got the rest of the day so.*
*Nah its fine, ive been through worse XD*
He smiles "I agree" he turns around and holds out a hand "Im Adder" he speaks
"Thara, nice to meet you" She grabs his hand a little tight, without noticing, then shakes it like normal. *it's pronounced thay-ruh and she speaks with a Russian accent.*
Adder grins "Nice to meet cha" he says
She lets go "Mind if I take a seat?"
he shrugs "Sure i suppose"
She does so, cutting her height in half "So, what's your business here?"
He shrugs "Not really sure to be honest, to protect Azazel"
"Who are they?" She asks, tilting her head.
*sorry was dealing with stuff*
"My cutie" he said happily
"Aww, your girlfriend?" *I KNOW THERES MORE THAN OPPOSITE GENDER RELATIONSHIPS ONCE ADDER CORRECTS HER YOULL KNOW WHY THARA, NOT ME, SAID THAT. ok wanted to make sure I didn't seem homophobic.*
"nope, Boyfriend" he said with a grin
"Ohhh yeah, you can do that when your not in a horrid dragonborn clan, trust me they do NOT allow that, I'm not even sure they allow romance."
Stroth sat on the side of a stark cliff, 100 feet drop right below him. He hung by a short hempen cord, lowering himself slowly down the side of it. He pulled out a syringe and a small glass vial. A glowing orange flowers sat before his on a crag in the cliff, living in the darkness of the cliff's might and power. He settled himself on to the crag's side and stabbed one of the flowers in its center with the syringe, extracting its fluid. He wore a black cloth over his nose and mouth to protect him from the pollen that flower released. He slowly drained all of the flower's fluid, a cloud of orange-yellow pollen filled the air around him. He climbed his way back up the side, 3 vials of orange glowing liquid in his bag.
He was about to reach the top when he heard something scape the side of the mountain. He looked up and saw it, his hook that was supposed to be stuck in the mountain flat above him was not secured in. He cussed to himself as he tried to level his body weight so he wouldn't go falling down into the pits below him. He gripped the rope with his gloved hands and started slowly climbing back up the side.
"This is quite funny to watch" a grating voice said with mock sincerity.
Stroth sighed a slowly turned his head to the side, a shadowy spider sat on his shoulder. This was Mavwall, a fiend that always came by him at times where he was about to die, and that was often. Stroth would always put his life at risk to get some sort of alchemy ingredient. Mavwall looked like a shadowy raven but in reality he was much bigger and scarier.
Stroth growled "Im not in the mood fiend".
"Of course your not! your about to die to get yet another ingredient you wanted" Mavwall cawed.
"If your not going to help then leave bird" he said, careful not to shift his weight of the rope.
"Just make a simple pact, that's all i ask" Mavwall said "Think about it! an undying body, being able to collect anything you want without death!" he said.
The rope slid a bit as Stroth turned his head, he desperately grabbed on to it, feeling it slide off. "FINE! Ill make a pact with you, i need to stay alive to collect this" he said.
The Raven made a excited caw and smiled, having human teeth all of a sudden "You'll never regret this my friend and partner!!" it said and flew up then suddenly and directly into Stroths chest. From the sudden rush of having a fiend enter him, Stroth let go of the rope and fell downwards. He hit the ground with a sicken thud, like his body itself had gave up and died right there. But he didn't die, he sat up and looked around, confused. He should be dead, but the pact kept him alive.
A man wearing a thick black trench-coat jacket walked in. He wore a black sweater, beige trousers that were covered in dust and stains, and black leather boots. he wore black leather gloves over his hands. He carried a bag of holding on his shoulder and medical pouch on his hip. His hood covered his face in shadow as he went and sat down at a table. A raven suddenly appeared next to him on his shoulder.
He pulled out a book and a couple of vials from his pouch and began reading by himself. The raven hopped sideways and back and forth.
Zylna looks at him from the rafters, where she hangs from her legs.
The man doesnt seem to notice, he seems to be talking to his raven
She swung herself up and leaped across the rafters silently until she was directly over him. She tries to listen closely.
*Can you roll a stealth for me Wayne*
*Yessiree*
30
*Nicely done*
He hears the Raven making Clicking tones while Stroth seems to speak back normally. "Im telling you, Purple worm poison will do some damage but what you want to have is Ornage orchid, best poison in Fellfall"
Poison, eh? I wonder what for? Zylna continued listening, intrigued.
The raven seems to talk back for a second then turns it head completely around. Stroth chuckles "Your going to freak out some people if they see that"
Ooooh, a magical bird! Interesting. Zylna shifts a bit on her bean, potentially causing some dust to float down.
The raven turns it head upwards, facing Zylna. It makes a chirp then a hiss noise, alerting Stroth. Stroth turns to face Zylna and narrows his eyes "What and who are you?"
All they could probably see right now is her big, glowing yellow eyes in the shadows. "Hello."
"Answer my question" he said bluntly.
"Why?" She blinked slowly, a hint of amusement on her voice.
"Because right now im registering you as a threat" he said
"Good choice." She giggled and jumped down, landing on the table.
*Do you already know what she looks like, ore do you need her description again?*
*I need a bit of a description. *
Stroth narrowed his eyes and pulled out a dagger "get off of our table" he said. The crow was tilting its head back and forth in a weird manner.
*In spoiler, first part in the desc is from when I intro'd*
A 3'2 short figure walks in, they have a short, grey hooded cloak over some leather armor/clothing. Currently, her facial features are hidden, except for some big, green pointed ears poking out of some ear holes in the hood as well as the darkness in the hood slightly glowing yellow, and her figure was clearly feminine.
She has short, black hair that can only be described as messy, and she has bandages on the bottom half of her face that covers everything except for her mouth. She has big, yellow eyes that seem to glow slightly. She is a goblin.
She looked at the dagger, smiling. "But why? The table's comfortable."
He narrows his eyes even more, keeping quiet. He gathers up his vials and puts them in his bag. The raven hops on his shoulder, cracking it neck. "fine then, I will move then"
"I'll follow."
"please dont" he said, seeming annoyed.
"But I wanna know about the poison."
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galax is uptairs, working in the med ward
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
"My cutie" he said happily
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
*That sounds awesome! Spawn is a pretty significant Devil, so Alec might have heard of him. If you want to, Spawn might know Alec, too.*
*Hm...I have two mainly neutrals with one leaning to good, so I guess I'll make a predominantly evil character.*
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?"
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When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
Theren walks upstairs and barges into the medward.
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galax looks up suprised, then laughs "good to see you theren! hurt yourself already?"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
"Aww, your girlfriend?" *I KNOW THERES MORE THAN OPPOSITE GENDER RELATIONSHIPS ONCE ADDER CORRECTS HER YOULL KNOW WHY THARA, NOT ME, SAID THAT. ok wanted to make sure I didn't seem homophobic.*
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*Thats fine with me, if you want a written thing about Alec's past, I can give it to you*
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
"No Galax. I just brought someone to meet you." Theren motions to the person he met outside.
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*In spoiler, first part in the desc is from when I intro'd*
A 3'2 short figure walks in, they have a short, grey hooded cloak over some leather armor/clothing. Currently, her facial features are hidden, except for some big, green pointed ears poking out of some ear holes in the hood as well as the darkness in the hood slightly glowing yellow, and her figure was clearly feminine.
She has short, black hair that can only be described as messy, and she has bandages on the bottom half of her face that covers everything except for her mouth. She has big, yellow eyes that seem to glow slightly. She is a goblin.
She looked at the dagger, smiling. "But why? The table's comfortable."
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as shadow walks in, galax looks like hes going to have a heart attack "[Gp] Theren, Who the [gp] is that!?!?!?!?"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
"nope, Boyfriend" he said with a grin
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
"That's the problem Galax I don't know!" Theren looks as if he's going through some hardcore PTSD moment.
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He narrows his eyes even more, keeping quiet. He gathers up his vials and puts them in his bag. The raven hops on his shoulder, cracking it neck. "fine then, I will move then"
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'll follow."
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"Ohhh yeah, you can do that when your not in a horrid dragonborn clan, trust me they do NOT allow that, I'm not even sure they allow romance."
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"please dont" he said, seeming annoyed.
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
'hm" 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
shadow steps forward "its a curse, im not actualy a nightwalker"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
"But I wanna know about the poison."
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"Either way can ya help this kid Galax?"
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