An Elven looking women enters the Tavern in a black and red militaristic uniform fitted with a cap and everything. On her hat is the crest of a pentagon with a sword running down the middle, it's blade broken in the middle. Her uniform is tattered and bloodied and so is her complexion. She looks around as if everything is normal before taking a few steps forward, collapsing on her fifth.
Alec narrows his eyes behind his owl mask. He sniffs her for a second before helping her up and setting her in a seat.
Her face is blotched with dried blood due to a few wounds here and there. A wound on side is bleeding out severely and her breathing is sharp and short due to a few broken ribs.
He sets her in a chair and pulls out a vial of shimmering red liquid. He uncorks it and forces her to drink it. (Greater healing potion, use normal statistic's). He sits down in front of her, folding his arms and watching her through a narrowed eye.
After drinking the liquid, her eyes flicker open as she sputters, coughing up blood. However, her ribs are no longer broken so she can breath normally. Her other wounds have healed slightly but not completely. "Agh!...Where's..." She coughs again, interrupting her.
"your in a tavern, don't ask me what tavern, I don't know" he said and re-corked the vial. He had dark brown-black hair that poked in the front, a single pale blue eye stared at her from behind the owl mask.
The winces, the pain in her chest and side begin to flare again. "Were there...any others?" She grits. Alec can see that her dirtied hair seems to have a brown-red coloring and her eyes are maroon. "Where's my company? Hrmp..."
"Solider are we?" He asked, watching her every movement "I don't remember seeing anyone with you but then again, I was inside" he spoke. He tilted his head, checking her over "you have incredible damage done to you"
"No shi- AGH..." The women heaves over, coughing up blood again. "Serving in...101st Airbourne...Helljumpers..." She tries standing up but almost passes out instead. "Ambush..."
"Well then good for you then" he said and took off his jacket, pulling out two more vials of greater healing potion. He gave them to her "Drink" he said.
She takes them and downs the first, her wounds healing completely by the time she drinks the second. "Thank you..." She states, still exhausted. "I'm Sergeant Hollows. You may call me Lily."
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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.)
An Elven looking women enters the Tavern in a black and red militaristic uniform fitted with a cap and everything. On her hat is the crest of a pentagon with a sword running down the middle, it's blade broken in the middle. Her uniform is tattered and bloodied and so is her complexion. She looks around as if everything is normal before taking a few steps forward, collapsing on her fifth.
Alec narrows his eyes behind his owl mask. He sniffs her for a second before helping her up and setting her in a seat.
Her face is blotched with dried blood due to a few wounds here and there. A wound on side is bleeding out severely and her breathing is sharp and short due to a few broken ribs.
He sets her in a chair and pulls out a vial of shimmering red liquid. He uncorks it and forces her to drink it. (Greater healing potion, use normal statistic's). He sits down in front of her, folding his arms and watching her through a narrowed eye.
After drinking the liquid, her eyes flicker open as she sputters, coughing up blood. However, her ribs are no longer broken so she can breath normally. Her other wounds have healed slightly but not completely. "Agh!...Where's..." She coughs again, interrupting her.
"your in a tavern, don't ask me what tavern, I don't know" he said and re-corked the vial. He had dark brown-black hair that poked in the front, a single pale blue eye stared at her from behind the owl mask.
The winces, the pain in her chest and side begin to flare again. "Were there...any others?" She grits. Alec can see that her dirtied hair seems to have a brown-red coloring and her eyes are maroon. "Where's my company? Hrmp..."
"Solider are we?" He asked, watching her every movement "I don't remember seeing anyone with you but then again, I was inside" he spoke. He tilted his head, checking her over "you have incredible damage done to you"
"No shi- AGH..." The women heaves over, coughing up blood again. "Serving in...101st Airbourne...Helljumpers..." She tries standing up but almost passes out instead. "Ambush..."
"Well then good for you then" he said and took off his jacket, pulling out two more vials of greater healing potion. He gave them to her "Drink" he said.
She takes them and downs the first, her wounds healing completely by the time she drinks the second. "Thank you..." She states, still exhausted. "I'm Sergeant Hollows. You may call me Lily."
"Mn, Im Alec." he said, putting back on his coat "You can call me Alec"
Kinsley hops down from the rafters, stretches, and walks over to Thara, "What's that?"
She looks over then looks back *slow reaction time* "AAH!" She tosses the doll up a little before quickly grabbing it while hyperventilating.
"What?"
*For reference, Kinsley is in their original normal child form wearing a baggy jacket, jogging pants, and with a clear bedhead.*
She calms down puts the doll in her lap & turns to Kinsley, and with a Russian accent she says "Where'd you come from?"
*Full desc*
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. On her right leg is a sheeth for a longsword with one in it, On her lower back she holds a shield under which, is a greatclub hanging towards her right. Under all this is a quite muscular body.
"Ancient ruins. In a cave. I haven't explored it fully, and I was hoping you would come."
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.
Theren sits down next to her. "Hi."
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Ettor pops up (down?) in front of her from the rafters, upside down. "Hello, little rabbit."
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.
The milkshake appears from nowhere.
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.
Ares nods excitedly.
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
She takes them and downs the first, her wounds healing completely by the time she drinks the second. "Thank you..." She states, still exhausted. "I'm Sergeant Hollows. You may call me Lily."
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.)
"Pff. I'm not cute ya weirdo"
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"Mn, Im Alec." he said, putting back on his coat "You can call me Alec"
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
"Sea shanties, old sail town songs i picked up."
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
*laughs in 93 hp*
"It doesn't matter if I don't get hit. Besides, you can't kill anything here."
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.
"Hi there," Poppy smiles
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"Hi ettor," poppy smiles, "Looking for something?"
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"Oh, thats new." She sips some, "Mmmm, delicious."
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"Well then let's go." Thirteen begins to walk to the southeast, still humming the upbeat song.
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.
*Wellerman rock version starts playing in my head*
"Were you a pirate?" She pauses. "Is that a stereotypical question?"
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.
Ares follows
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
She calms down puts the doll in her lap & turns to Kinsley, and with a Russian accent she says "Where'd you come from?"
*Full desc*
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. On her right leg is a sheeth for a longsword with one in it, On her lower back she holds a shield under which, is a greatclub hanging towards her right. Under all this is a quite muscular body.
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"I don't think I've ever seen you around here. Are you new?" Theren asks curiously
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
*Laughs in 107 HP*
"I know this Little thing" he said and turned away from her.
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
*Yaaaas*
"I used to be, then i accidently wound up here. its not that steretypical." Avery smiles
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND