*Gooood morning! Its raining where i am, and i love it :D*
Poppy is talking to the ring, now in the main room instead of the hatched room
Azazel is wrapping his hand in a bandage, blood starting to stain the bandage, "Freaking forest...."
Avery is out in the rain, sitting on a box to stay out of the mud
Ravran is being silent, the runes floating around it nearly invisible.
"Do you want me to put you back in the haversack?"
"No, I'm good, it smells like yams in there. So, what do you need my dear?"
*Ravran is nearly 7,000 years old for clarification*
"You can smell things? Um... i don't think i need anything, i just wasn't sure what to do with you.""
"Oh, I thought that was a threat. Perhaps you'd want me to tell you the secrets of the people in this tavern? I am also known as Whisper by some..." The runes around Ravran suddenly burn red and the ring grows a little bit warmer.
"Are you going to burn my fingers?" Poppy asks, considering setting the ring back on the table.
"Nay, I prefer to destroy those through words and knowledge."
"Oh. Um.... ok."
"So what now, my dear? Will you pursue the missing Klei or leave him to whatever fate may befall him?" Ravran says, his runes shifting between green and milky white, the color of Klei's eyes (the one supposedly slashed by a hook horror is milky white, his natural eye color is green).
She sighs, "I should probably try to find him. He probaby got kidnapped or something."
"Perhaps. Maybe you should ask around, as the cook I'm sure patrons of the tavern would know where he last was seen."
"Thats actually a good idea." Poppy stands, asking around the tavern to see if any npcs had seen Klei
Both of you find Morbius Bane sitting by a magical bon fire. He's singing a solemn tune in an ancient tongue that makes the flames dance and take the shapes of warriors fighting monsters of all sorts. If you're clever enough, you can tell this is a story, the fire reflecting the lyrics.
The raven crows slightly "This one could be useful, talk to him Stroth" it commanded. Stroth, against his own will, walked up to Morbius.
When you get close, the mirage disappears. There wasn't a fire and Morbius is gone, but the singing continues to ring throughout the forest like an ominous echo.
"Ah, Blast it" the Raven said and hopped off his shoulder "I was hoping to meet your friend". Stroth rolled his orange eyes "the world could do with a lot less people on it" he said and walked back to the tavern.
Zylna continues following, her mind wandering back to how the fire looked.
From seemingly nowhere, a floating blade holds itself at Stroth's throat.
Morbius emerges from the shadows. "Who's the bird?"
Zylna chuckles. "Oh, it's you again. Hey, what was with the fire?"
She walks up to his leg and starts poking it. "Hey, I'm talking to you. What was with the fire and the song?"
"Simple illusion. Now get out of here. You aren't marked for the hunt."
"No, I can do what I want." She continues to poke his leg. "What was the point of making the illusion so intricate? Why were you singing? Who are you? What is 'marked for the hunt'?"
Even after the change, she continues to poke his leg. "Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey ,hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey ,hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey ,hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey ,hey..."
*Btw if I remember correctly, you once said Spawn can feel emotions or something deep like that, then Spawn should be getting a [1gp] ton of hatred and anger inside of Zylna.*
(I don't know where spawn is during this, since azazek is also talking to him.... can soawn cloan himself?)
Azazel picks up the goblin, "Um....hello?"
*Geographically, it may or may not be similar, but because I find this funny, I'll allow it*
Zylna stares into his eyes. "Put me down if you value your hands."
"I don't value much of me." Azazel says, "What are you?"
"I'm a goblin." She draws a couple daggers from her cloak. "Last chance..."
"Put the toothpicks down." Azazel holds back a laugh, "I've gotten limbs torn off, a knife won't do a whole lot."
She puts away the daggers.... THEN TAKES A HUGE CHOMP ON AZAZEL'S HAND, OH GOD HOW ARE HER TEETH SO SHARP?!
"Ow! What the hell?!" Azazel trys to pull her off his hand
She only holds on tighter. "Let me go." She muffledly said. Regardless of the situation, she sounded and looked quite bored.
"Stop biting me first!" Azazel is at this point just holding her by the back of the neck to try and get her off
She let go. The teeth holes were about an inch deep, and it was hard to tell if her teeth were naturally that sharp, or artificially.
"What the [GP]?"
"Let go, I don't like being held when I don't want to."
"Jeez, ok. I'm sorry," He sets her back on the ground. "That hurt."
"A lot of things do."
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Thirteen is sitting by the hearth, petting Caramel the Undead Cat.
galax walks up to thirteen "i need your help with something"
shadow is sitting in the far corner of the tavern
"Sure thing. What's up?"
galax motions to shadow "theren found him in the woods the other day, says hes cursed with the form of a nightwalker"
"Aye, that's unfortunate. Sounds like something that happened to a halfling friend of mine, a Vistani I believe. And what about it?"
"hes not a full nightwalker, and im not sure what magic could have done this...."
"Magic from the Negative Plane. Quite deadly. Tell me, Shadow, what is your original form? Is it this?"
shadow "i d-dont remember, it was so long ago"
"Nnn, that's a wrinkle. How old are you, anyway?"
"no clue, i lost count a while ago. it dosent happen often, but sometimes the nightwalker takes over me for long amounts of time..."
"Well then I suppose I have no choice. I'd been saving this for a rainy day, and this surely qualifies." Thirteen pulls out a small card, with an image of a wise-looking old elf painted on it. "The Vizier. I shall use it." The card begins glowing. "What was Shadow before being cursed?" He asks to the card.
"HOW ARE YOU BOTH SO CALM AFTER WHAT I JUST DID!? I'M THREATENING I SWEAR!" Says the wet glittery Kinsley, "I will get you Galax, I swear on my trinkets."
Thirteen is sitting by the hearth, petting Caramel the Undead Cat.
galax walks up to thirteen "i need your help with something"
shadow is sitting in the far corner of the tavern
"Sure thing. What's up?"
galax motions to shadow "theren found him in the woods the other day, says hes cursed with the form of a nightwalker"
"Aye, that's unfortunate. Sounds like something that happened to a halfling friend of mine, a Vistani I believe. And what about it?"
"hes not a full nightwalker, and im not sure what magic could have done this...."
"Magic from the Negative Plane. Quite deadly. Tell me, Shadow, what is your original form? Is it this?"
shadow "i d-dont remember, it was so long ago"
"Nnn, that's a wrinkle. How old are you, anyway?"
"no clue, i lost count a while ago. it dosent happen often, but sometimes the nightwalker takes over me for long amounts of time..."
"Well then I suppose I have no choice. I'd been saving this for a rainy day, and this surely qualifies." Thirteen pulls out a small card, with an image of a wise-looking old elf painted on it. "The Vizier. I shall use it." The card begins glowing. "What was Shadow before being cursed?" He asks to the card.
Adder sits down on his bed and tends to his wounds. He gently touches his tail before quickly pulling back from the pain. He wraps up every wound that is open. He quickly puts on some clothing and sits by the window for some time.
Stroth had went into the library to conduct some experiments. He sat down with a cup of tea beside him on the right and Mavwall on his left. He pulled open every book he had and began reading and taking notes.
Alec was outside. He was sitting by a burning log he had found and was eating some form of meat but who could tell. The air around him was freezing.
A hand taps on the glass from outside, motioning for him to open the window
Adder raises an eyebrow and opens the window, confusion setting in.
Azazel (Through the power of timewarp) peeks around the corner of the window, then smiles, "Hiya"
Adder smiles and leans in the window "hey there" he said. Azazel notices half of his left horn is missing, He has an array of bruises all over him as well as open cuts, parts of his tail are ripped in half.
*Gooood morning! Its raining where i am, and i love it :D*
Poppy is talking to the ring, now in the main room instead of the hatched room
Azazel is wrapping his hand in a bandage, blood starting to stain the bandage, "Freaking forest...."
Avery is out in the rain, sitting on a box to stay out of the mud
Ravran is being silent, the runes floating around it nearly invisible.
"Do you want me to put you back in the haversack?"
"No, I'm good, it smells like yams in there. So, what do you need my dear?"
*Ravran is nearly 7,000 years old for clarification*
"You can smell things? Um... i don't think i need anything, i just wasn't sure what to do with you.""
"Oh, I thought that was a threat. Perhaps you'd want me to tell you the secrets of the people in this tavern? I am also known as Whisper by some..." The runes around Ravran suddenly burn red and the ring grows a little bit warmer.
"Are you going to burn my fingers?" Poppy asks, considering setting the ring back on the table.
"Nay, I prefer to destroy those through words and knowledge."
"Oh. Um.... ok."
"So what now, my dear? Will you pursue the missing Klei or leave him to whatever fate may befall him?" Ravran says, his runes shifting between green and milky white, the color of Klei's eyes (the one supposedly slashed by a hook horror is milky white, his natural eye color is green).
She sighs, "I should probably try to find him. He probaby got kidnapped or something."
"Perhaps. Maybe you should ask around, as the cook I'm sure patrons of the tavern would know where he last was seen."
"Thats actually a good idea." Poppy stands, asking around the tavern to see if any npcs had seen Klei
"Of course it is, it was my idea."
"Yes, yoiu're very wise." Poppy says, (Imma roll to see if anyone knows something): 9
Thirteen is sitting by the hearth, petting Caramel the Undead Cat.
galax walks up to thirteen "i need your help with something"
shadow is sitting in the far corner of the tavern
"Sure thing. What's up?"
galax motions to shadow "theren found him in the woods the other day, says hes cursed with the form of a nightwalker"
"Aye, that's unfortunate. Sounds like something that happened to a halfling friend of mine, a Vistani I believe. And what about it?"
"hes not a full nightwalker, and im not sure what magic could have done this...."
"Magic from the Negative Plane. Quite deadly. Tell me, Shadow, what is your original form? Is it this?"
shadow "i d-dont remember, it was so long ago"
"Nnn, that's a wrinkle. How old are you, anyway?"
"no clue, i lost count a while ago. it dosent happen often, but sometimes the nightwalker takes over me for long amounts of time..."
"Well then I suppose I have no choice. I'd been saving this for a rainy day, and this surely qualifies." Thirteen pulls out a small card, with an image of a wise-looking old elf painted on it. "The Vizier. I shall use it." The card begins glowing. "What was Shadow before being cursed?" He asks to the card.
"HOW ARE YOU BOTH SO CALM AFTER WHAT I JUST DID!? I'M THREATENING I SWEAR!" Says the wet glittery Kinsley, "I will get you Galax, I swear on my trinkets."
galax hands kinsley a gp, after a few seconds, it exsplodes...
Both of you find Morbius Bane sitting by a magical bon fire. He's singing a solemn tune in an ancient tongue that makes the flames dance and take the shapes of warriors fighting monsters of all sorts. If you're clever enough, you can tell this is a story, the fire reflecting the lyrics.
The raven crows slightly "This one could be useful, talk to him Stroth" it commanded. Stroth, against his own will, walked up to Morbius.
When you get close, the mirage disappears. There wasn't a fire and Morbius is gone, but the singing continues to ring throughout the forest like an ominous echo.
"Ah, Blast it" the Raven said and hopped off his shoulder "I was hoping to meet your friend". Stroth rolled his orange eyes "the world could do with a lot less people on it" he said and walked back to the tavern.
Zylna continues following, her mind wandering back to how the fire looked.
From seemingly nowhere, a floating blade holds itself at Stroth's throat.
Morbius emerges from the shadows. "Who's the bird?"
Zylna chuckles. "Oh, it's you again. Hey, what was with the fire?"
She walks up to his leg and starts poking it. "Hey, I'm talking to you. What was with the fire and the song?"
"Simple illusion. Now get out of here. You aren't marked for the hunt."
"No, I can do what I want." She continues to poke his leg. "What was the point of making the illusion so intricate? Why were you singing? Who are you? What is 'marked for the hunt'?"
Even after the change, she continues to poke his leg. "Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey ,hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey ,hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey ,hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey ,hey..."
*Btw if I remember correctly, you once said Spawn can feel emotions or something deep like that, then Spawn should be getting a [1gp] ton of hatred and anger inside of Zylna.*
(I don't know where spawn is during this, since azazek is also talking to him.... can soawn cloan himself?)
Azazel picks up the goblin, "Um....hello?"
*Geographically, it may or may not be similar, but because I find this funny, I'll allow it*
Zylna stares into his eyes. "Put me down if you value your hands."
"I don't value much of me." Azazel says, "What are you?"
"I'm a goblin." She draws a couple daggers from her cloak. "Last chance..."
"Put the toothpicks down." Azazel holds back a laugh, "I've gotten limbs torn off, a knife won't do a whole lot."
She puts away the daggers.... THEN TAKES A HUGE CHOMP ON AZAZEL'S HAND, OH GOD HOW ARE HER TEETH SO SHARP?!
"Ow! What the hell?!" Azazel trys to pull her off his hand
She only holds on tighter. "Let me go." She muffledly said. Regardless of the situation, she sounded and looked quite bored.
"Stop biting me first!" Azazel is at this point just holding her by the back of the neck to try and get her off
She let go. The teeth holes were about an inch deep, and it was hard to tell if her teeth were naturally that sharp, or artificially.
"What the [GP]?"
"Let go, I don't like being held when I don't want to."
"Jeez, ok. I'm sorry," He sets her back on the ground. "That hurt."
"A lot of things do."
"Yeah, well biting hurts a lot. I'm not gonnaget rabies from this, am i?"
Thirteen is sitting by the hearth, petting Caramel the Undead Cat.
galax walks up to thirteen "i need your help with something"
shadow is sitting in the far corner of the tavern
"Sure thing. What's up?"
galax motions to shadow "theren found him in the woods the other day, says hes cursed with the form of a nightwalker"
"Aye, that's unfortunate. Sounds like something that happened to a halfling friend of mine, a Vistani I believe. And what about it?"
"hes not a full nightwalker, and im not sure what magic could have done this...."
"Magic from the Negative Plane. Quite deadly. Tell me, Shadow, what is your original form? Is it this?"
shadow "i d-dont remember, it was so long ago"
"Nnn, that's a wrinkle. How old are you, anyway?"
"no clue, i lost count a while ago. it dosent happen often, but sometimes the nightwalker takes over me for long amounts of time..."
"Well then I suppose I have no choice. I'd been saving this for a rainy day, and this surely qualifies." Thirteen pulls out a small card, with an image of a wise-looking old elf painted on it. "The Vizier. I shall use it." The card begins glowing. "What was Shadow before being cursed?" He asks to the card.
*you can decide, i never thought that far...*
The card whispers into Thirteen's ear, then bursts into flames. Thirteen puts out the flame with ray of frost. "So, before being cursed, you were a human. Makes sense."
She looks on, about to pass out from blood loss, but she still seems bored. "Sounds... like a.... better life... than mine..." She takes a few shaky breaths, barely hanging on. "Sorry bud... pain is... not working...-cough-... being tortured... every day.... made me... numb..." Through the rough handling, her bandages had come loose. On her her right cheek, seemingly seared into her flesh via hot poker style, were the words: S L A V E
"Then my work is done. Was that promising enough for you?" And Spawn reappears back in the Tavern, leaving the goblin's corpse in Avernus.
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.)
Both of you find Morbius Bane sitting by a magical bon fire. He's singing a solemn tune in an ancient tongue that makes the flames dance and take the shapes of warriors fighting monsters of all sorts. If you're clever enough, you can tell this is a story, the fire reflecting the lyrics.
The raven crows slightly "This one could be useful, talk to him Stroth" it commanded. Stroth, against his own will, walked up to Morbius.
When you get close, the mirage disappears. There wasn't a fire and Morbius is gone, but the singing continues to ring throughout the forest like an ominous echo.
"Ah, Blast it" the Raven said and hopped off his shoulder "I was hoping to meet your friend". Stroth rolled his orange eyes "the world could do with a lot less people on it" he said and walked back to the tavern.
Zylna continues following, her mind wandering back to how the fire looked.
From seemingly nowhere, a floating blade holds itself at Stroth's throat.
Morbius emerges from the shadows. "Who's the bird?"
Zylna chuckles. "Oh, it's you again. Hey, what was with the fire?"
She walks up to his leg and starts poking it. "Hey, I'm talking to you. What was with the fire and the song?"
"Simple illusion. Now get out of here. You aren't marked for the hunt."
"No, I can do what I want." She continues to poke his leg. "What was the point of making the illusion so intricate? Why were you singing? Who are you? What is 'marked for the hunt'?"
Even after the change, she continues to poke his leg. "Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey ,hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey ,hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey ,hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey ,hey..."
*Btw if I remember correctly, you once said Spawn can feel emotions or something deep like that, then Spawn should be getting a [1gp] ton of hatred and anger inside of Zylna.*
(I don't know where spawn is during this, since azazek is also talking to him.... can soawn cloan himself?)
Azazel picks up the goblin, "Um....hello?"
*Geographically, it may or may not be similar, but because I find this funny, I'll allow it*
Zylna stares into his eyes. "Put me down if you value your hands."
"I don't value much of me." Azazel says, "What are you?"
"I'm a goblin." She draws a couple daggers from her cloak. "Last chance..."
"Put the toothpicks down." Azazel holds back a laugh, "I've gotten limbs torn off, a knife won't do a whole lot."
She puts away the daggers.... THEN TAKES A HUGE CHOMP ON AZAZEL'S HAND, OH GOD HOW ARE HER TEETH SO SHARP?!
"Ow! What the hell?!" Azazel trys to pull her off his hand
She only holds on tighter. "Let me go." She muffledly said. Regardless of the situation, she sounded and looked quite bored.
"Stop biting me first!" Azazel is at this point just holding her by the back of the neck to try and get her off
She let go. The teeth holes were about an inch deep, and it was hard to tell if her teeth were naturally that sharp, or artificially.
"What the [GP]?"
"Let go, I don't like being held when I don't want to."
"Jeez, ok. I'm sorry," He sets her back on the ground. "That hurt."
"A lot of things do."
"Yeah, well biting hurts a lot. I'm not gonnaget rabies from this, am i?"
She shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe? I don't think I got rabies."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
*Gooood morning! Its raining where i am, and i love it :D*
Poppy is talking to the ring, now in the main room instead of the hatched room
Azazel is wrapping his hand in a bandage, blood starting to stain the bandage, "Freaking forest...."
Avery is out in the rain, sitting on a box to stay out of the mud
Ravran is being silent, the runes floating around it nearly invisible.
"Do you want me to put you back in the haversack?"
"No, I'm good, it smells like yams in there. So, what do you need my dear?"
*Ravran is nearly 7,000 years old for clarification*
"You can smell things? Um... i don't think i need anything, i just wasn't sure what to do with you.""
"Oh, I thought that was a threat. Perhaps you'd want me to tell you the secrets of the people in this tavern? I am also known as Whisper by some..." The runes around Ravran suddenly burn red and the ring grows a little bit warmer.
"Are you going to burn my fingers?" Poppy asks, considering setting the ring back on the table.
"Nay, I prefer to destroy those through words and knowledge."
"Oh. Um.... ok."
"So what now, my dear? Will you pursue the missing Klei or leave him to whatever fate may befall him?" Ravran says, his runes shifting between green and milky white, the color of Klei's eyes (the one supposedly slashed by a hook horror is milky white, his natural eye color is green).
She sighs, "I should probably try to find him. He probaby got kidnapped or something."
"Perhaps. Maybe you should ask around, as the cook I'm sure patrons of the tavern would know where he last was seen."
"Thats actually a good idea." Poppy stands, asking around the tavern to see if any npcs had seen Klei
"Of course it is, it was my idea."
"Yes, yoiu're very wise." Poppy says, (Imma roll to see if anyone knows something): 17
Ravran's runes turn gold, and he makes a happy metallic whine. His magic is activated, and Poppy turns half-invisible.
Thirteen is sitting by the hearth, petting Caramel the Undead Cat.
galax walks up to thirteen "i need your help with something"
shadow is sitting in the far corner of the tavern
"Sure thing. What's up?"
galax motions to shadow "theren found him in the woods the other day, says hes cursed with the form of a nightwalker"
"Aye, that's unfortunate. Sounds like something that happened to a halfling friend of mine, a Vistani I believe. And what about it?"
"hes not a full nightwalker, and im not sure what magic could have done this...."
"Magic from the Negative Plane. Quite deadly. Tell me, Shadow, what is your original form? Is it this?"
shadow "i d-dont remember, it was so long ago"
"Nnn, that's a wrinkle. How old are you, anyway?"
"no clue, i lost count a while ago. it dosent happen often, but sometimes the nightwalker takes over me for long amounts of time..."
"Well then I suppose I have no choice. I'd been saving this for a rainy day, and this surely qualifies." Thirteen pulls out a small card, with an image of a wise-looking old elf painted on it. "The Vizier. I shall use it." The card begins glowing. "What was Shadow before being cursed?" He asks to the card.
*you can decide, i never thought that far...*
The card whispers into Thirteen's ear, then bursts into flames. Thirteen puts out the flame with ray of frost. "So, before being cursed, you were a human. Makes sense."
galax hands kinsley a gp, after a few seconds, it exsplodes...
Ok, let's see here... Well, they're pissed now. What is Galax's passive perception? I'm going to use it as a DC. Also, what's in his inventory currently? And, why is all his clothing now a hot-pink, why is his hair rainbow, and why is he upside down?
Lily is polishing her rifle, trying to get her mind off of something rather tragic.
Enethia walks over "Hello, there. Thats a pretty nice weapon"
"Thank you." Lily nods and tries to smile, but it falters.
"Is something the matter?"
"It's nothing."
*Make an Insight check.*
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Enethia notices that, for one, she's definitely lying. Something very traumatic is bothering Lily to the point where she's on verge of tears.
"... Why dont we head upstairs? I know when I see someone whos been through some... Stuff. You need to be able to release that tension you have."
Lily blinks, "W-what? No...no thank you, but I'm fine." She avoids making eye contact with Enethia and goes back to polishing her weapon.
"... Whats your name?"
"Sergeant Hollows." Lily states calmly. "You may call me Lily. I'm not uniform."
"Nice to meet you, Im Enethia. Where are you from?"
"I'm from Baldur's Gate."
"What brought you here?"
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Adder sits down on his bed and tends to his wounds. He gently touches his tail before quickly pulling back from the pain. He wraps up every wound that is open. He quickly puts on some clothing and sits by the window for some time.
Stroth had went into the library to conduct some experiments. He sat down with a cup of tea beside him on the right and Mavwall on his left. He pulled open every book he had and began reading and taking notes.
Alec was outside. He was sitting by a burning log he had found and was eating some form of meat but who could tell. The air around him was freezing.
A hand taps on the glass from outside, motioning for him to open the window
Adder raises an eyebrow and opens the window, confusion setting in.
Azazel (Through the power of timewarp) peeks around the corner of the window, then smiles, "Hiya"
Adder smiles and leans in the window "hey there" he said. Azazel notices half of his left horn is missing, He has an array of bruises all over him as well as open cuts, parts of his tail are ripped in half.
Both of you find Morbius Bane sitting by a magical bon fire. He's singing a solemn tune in an ancient tongue that makes the flames dance and take the shapes of warriors fighting monsters of all sorts. If you're clever enough, you can tell this is a story, the fire reflecting the lyrics.
The raven crows slightly "This one could be useful, talk to him Stroth" it commanded. Stroth, against his own will, walked up to Morbius.
When you get close, the mirage disappears. There wasn't a fire and Morbius is gone, but the singing continues to ring throughout the forest like an ominous echo.
"Ah, Blast it" the Raven said and hopped off his shoulder "I was hoping to meet your friend". Stroth rolled his orange eyes "the world could do with a lot less people on it" he said and walked back to the tavern.
Zylna continues following, her mind wandering back to how the fire looked.
From seemingly nowhere, a floating blade holds itself at Stroth's throat.
Morbius emerges from the shadows. "Who's the bird?"
Zylna chuckles. "Oh, it's you again. Hey, what was with the fire?"
She walks up to his leg and starts poking it. "Hey, I'm talking to you. What was with the fire and the song?"
"Simple illusion. Now get out of here. You aren't marked for the hunt."
"No, I can do what I want." She continues to poke his leg. "What was the point of making the illusion so intricate? Why were you singing? Who are you? What is 'marked for the hunt'?"
Even after the change, she continues to poke his leg. "Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey ,hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey ,hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey ,hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey ,hey..."
*Btw if I remember correctly, you once said Spawn can feel emotions or something deep like that, then Spawn should be getting a [1gp] ton of hatred and anger inside of Zylna.*
(I don't know where spawn is during this, since azazek is also talking to him.... can soawn cloan himself?)
Azazel picks up the goblin, "Um....hello?"
*Geographically, it may or may not be similar, but because I find this funny, I'll allow it*
Zylna stares into his eyes. "Put me down if you value your hands."
"I don't value much of me." Azazel says, "What are you?"
"I'm a goblin." She draws a couple daggers from her cloak. "Last chance..."
"Put the toothpicks down." Azazel holds back a laugh, "I've gotten limbs torn off, a knife won't do a whole lot."
She puts away the daggers.... THEN TAKES A HUGE CHOMP ON AZAZEL'S HAND, OH GOD HOW ARE HER TEETH SO SHARP?!
"Ow! What the hell?!" Azazel trys to pull her off his hand
She only holds on tighter. "Let me go." She muffledly said. Regardless of the situation, she sounded and looked quite bored.
"Stop biting me first!" Azazel is at this point just holding her by the back of the neck to try and get her off
She let go. The teeth holes were about an inch deep, and it was hard to tell if her teeth were naturally that sharp, or artificially.
"What the [GP]?"
"Let go, I don't like being held when I don't want to."
"Jeez, ok. I'm sorry," He sets her back on the ground. "That hurt."
"A lot of things do."
"Yeah, well biting hurts a lot. I'm not gonnaget rabies from this, am i?"
She shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe? I don't think I got rabies."
Lily is polishing her rifle, trying to get her mind off of something rather tragic.
Enethia walks over "Hello, there. Thats a pretty nice weapon"
"Thank you." Lily nods and tries to smile, but it falters.
"Is something the matter?"
"It's nothing."
*Make an Insight check.*
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Enethia notices that, for one, she's definitely lying. Something very traumatic is bothering Lily to the point where she's on verge of tears.
"... Why dont we head upstairs? I know when I see someone whos been through some... Stuff. You need to be able to release that tension you have."
Lily blinks, "W-what? No...no thank you, but I'm fine." She avoids making eye contact with Enethia and goes back to polishing her weapon.
"... Whats your name?"
"Sergeant Hollows." Lily states calmly. "You may call me Lily. I'm not uniform."
"Nice to meet you, Im Enethia. Where are you from?"
"I'm from Baldur's Gate."
"What brought you here?"
"I, uh, don't really...want to...talk about it..." Lily sets her gun aside and unsheathes a rapier. She begins sharpening it slowly and steadily.
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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.)
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"Of course it is, it was my idea."
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.
shadow casualy punches kinsley, they get pushed back 30 feet
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
"A lot of things do."
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"HOW ARE YOU BOTH SO CALM AFTER WHAT I JUST DID!? I'M THREATENING I SWEAR!" Says the wet glittery Kinsley, "I will get you Galax, I swear on my trinkets."
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the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
"Listen you frickin' Emo character. How about you stop before I make you take some PTSDamage. Who names their kid Shadow anyway?"
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Adder smiles and leans in the window "hey there" he said. Azazel notices half of his left horn is missing, He has an array of bruises all over him as well as open cuts, parts of his tail are ripped in half.
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
"Yes, yoiu're very wise." Poppy says, (Imma roll to see if anyone knows something): 9
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galax hands kinsley a gp, after a few seconds, it exsplodes...
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
"Yeah, well biting hurts a lot. I'm not gonnaget rabies from this, am i?"
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
The card whispers into Thirteen's ear, then bursts into flames. Thirteen puts out the flame with ray of frost. "So, before being cursed, you were a human. Makes sense."
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.
"I'm from Baldur's Gate."
"Then my work is done. Was that promising enough for you?" And Spawn reappears back in the Tavern, leaving the goblin's corpse in Avernus.
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.)
She shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe? I don't think I got rabies."
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.
Ravran's runes turn gold, and he makes a happy metallic whine. His magic is activated, and Poppy turns half-invisible.
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.
galax "is there a way to cure it?"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
Ok, let's see here... Well, they're pissed now. What is Galax's passive perception? I'm going to use it as a DC. Also, what's in his inventory currently? And, why is all his clothing now a hot-pink, why is his hair rainbow, and why is he upside down?
*If you want an explanation I can do that.*
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"What brought you here?"
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"Hey.... you're hurt."
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
"Do you randomly foam at the mouth?"
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
"I, uh, don't really...want to...talk about it..." Lily sets her gun aside and unsheathes a rapier. She begins sharpening it slowly and steadily.
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.)