The Tavern at the End of the World

galax walks up to thirteen "i need to talk to you about something"

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 She looks down the hole, focusing on the glowing. "I'm guessing that's what you're getting?"

 He nods and hooks his grappling hook into a tree and secures it. He throws the rope downwards into the pit and begins climbing down.

 She hops down, falling past him and grabbing the rope below him, sliding the rest of the way down the hole.

Athletics: 26 

Acrobatics: 25 

 He rolls his eyes and lowers himself to the ground. Around them is Orange pulsing flowers that look like sunflowers with a disturbing aura to them. Stroth puts on gloves and pulls out a small kit. He puts a black piece of cloth over his mouth and nose and pulls out a syringe and four vials. He looks around one last time before lighting a a lantern, around them are not just flowers but skeletons piled upon each other. Stroth bites his lip "This is it..." he mutters.

 Zylna walks over to one of the skeletons and plays kickball with a skull.

 Stroth was to busy to lecture Zylna about what she was doing. He kneeled down to a flower and poked the syringe directly in the center of it. He drained about a third of glowing liquid into a vial and went on to the next one. Each one he drain, began to wither and die.

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Lily finally gets a room and cleans herself up, being able to find new clothing as well. When she makes her way downstairs, she looks much more stunning than she did when she arrived. Her hair is long and reaches down to her hips and her face is fair and clear of blood and dirt. She's wearing a sweater with paints and her combat boots which are no longer dirtied. 

 Tevelin walks over to Lily. "Hello, I haven't met you before. I am Tevelin, bard and healer, heir to the throne of Kkator." She gives a short bow, her wings folded back.

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"Well, I'm Sergeant Hollows. You may call me Lily for now. I'm not in uniform..." Lily's maroon eyes are calm and unnerved. 

 

Female aarakocra with a resemblance to a golden eagle. She wears the clothing of a traveler but has a thin silver tiara on her head. Tevelin carries a shortbow, a rapier, and a dulcimer.

 

 *Very cool!*

Lily folds her arms and sits down. "I've worked with your kind before. Very good scouts."

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 She looks down the hole, focusing on the glowing. "I'm guessing that's what you're getting?"

 He nods and hooks his grappling hook into a tree and secures it. He throws the rope downwards into the pit and begins climbing down.

 She hops down, falling past him and grabbing the rope below him, sliding the rest of the way down the hole.

Athletics: 26 

Acrobatics: 25 

 He rolls his eyes and lowers himself to the ground. Around them is Orange pulsing flowers that look like sunflowers with a disturbing aura to them. Stroth puts on gloves and pulls out a small kit. He puts a black piece of cloth over his mouth and nose and pulls out a syringe and four vials. He looks around one last time before lighting a a lantern, around them are not just flowers but skeletons piled upon each other. Stroth bites his lip "This is it..." he mutters.

 Zylna walks over to one of the skeletons and plays kickball with a skull.

 Stroth was to busy to lecture Zylna about what she was doing. He kneeled down to a flower and poked the syringe directly in the center of it. He drained about a third of glowing liquid into a vial and went on to the next one. Each one he drain, began to wither and die.

 "Hey. If they're so important, why don't you start growing them personally. Like a... what's the word?... boatanist? Rotanist? Botanist! Like a botanist."

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 She looks down the hole, focusing on the glowing. "I'm guessing that's what you're getting?"

 He nods and hooks his grappling hook into a tree and secures it. He throws the rope downwards into the pit and begins climbing down.

 She hops down, falling past him and grabbing the rope below him, sliding the rest of the way down the hole.

Athletics: 26 

Acrobatics: 25 

 He rolls his eyes and lowers himself to the ground. Around them is Orange pulsing flowers that look like sunflowers with a disturbing aura to them. Stroth puts on gloves and pulls out a small kit. He puts a black piece of cloth over his mouth and nose and pulls out a syringe and four vials. He looks around one last time before lighting a a lantern, around them are not just flowers but skeletons piled upon each other. Stroth bites his lip "This is it..." he mutters.

 Zylna walks over to one of the skeletons and plays kickball with a skull.

 Stroth was to busy to lecture Zylna about what she was doing. He kneeled down to a flower and poked the syringe directly in the center of it. He drained about a third of glowing liquid into a vial and went on to the next one. Each one he drain, began to wither and die.

 "Hey. If they're so important, why don't you start growing them personally. Like a... what's the word?... boatanist? Rotanist? Botanist! Like a botanist."

 "Because then i would need dead bodies of the evil alignment and its much easier to get them from gravesites and old churches." he said, now having two fully filled vials.

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 She looks down the hole, focusing on the glowing. "I'm guessing that's what you're getting?"

 He nods and hooks his grappling hook into a tree and secures it. He throws the rope downwards into the pit and begins climbing down.

 She hops down, falling past him and grabbing the rope below him, sliding the rest of the way down the hole.

Athletics: 26 

Acrobatics: 25 

 He rolls his eyes and lowers himself to the ground. Around them is Orange pulsing flowers that look like sunflowers with a disturbing aura to them. Stroth puts on gloves and pulls out a small kit. He puts a black piece of cloth over his mouth and nose and pulls out a syringe and four vials. He looks around one last time before lighting a a lantern, around them are not just flowers but skeletons piled upon each other. Stroth bites his lip "This is it..." he mutters.

 Zylna walks over to one of the skeletons and plays kickball with a skull.

 Stroth was to busy to lecture Zylna about what she was doing. He kneeled down to a flower and poked the syringe directly in the center of it. He drained about a third of glowing liquid into a vial and went on to the next one. Each one he drain, began to wither and die.

 "Hey. If they're so important, why don't you start growing them personally. Like a... what's the word?... boatanist? Rotanist? Botanist! Like a botanist."

 "Because then i would need dead bodies of the evil alignment and its much easier to get them from gravesites and old churches." he said, now having two fully filled vials.

 "There's nothing wrong with a bit of grave robbing." She kicks the skull like a soccer ball, sending it flying into a wall.