Zylna is pickpocketing someone to get something to eat.
Wolfe is playing some music.
Ettor is sitting by the fire.
Stroth is downstairs, he is mixing quite a bit of chemicals together is multiple vials. a small petri dish of crush black pearl was in his hand. The raven was reading off instructions to him.
Adder is upstairs with azazel, he is talking with them.
Lawrence was brainstorming and making a stupid idea.
Upon not having any luck, either because someone didn't have any money, or she was noticed, Zylna made her way downstairs.
Stroth was too caught up his work. His orange eyes sizzled with intensity that he was going to finish this one project in the line of many.
She looked around for a bit before sitting down somewhere.
He looks at her "What has you in a bad mood my friend". he now held wjhat looked like a glass orb, a glowing essence was moving inside of it.
"I'm hungry. Also, when did you start calling me friend?"
"Then go and get some food" he said and smiled a bit "and why you ask? do you want me to call you something entirely different". He sat the glass orb down, the essence began moving frantically a bit. He pulled out a syringe with black thick fluid in it and injected the orb with it. Soon the entire orb and the essence inside were drowned in darkness.
"I can't just 'go get' some food, I don't have money. I ask because not even a couple hours ago you were extremely annoyed by my presence alone."
"you can thank the flowers for that" he said and swished the orb a bit "It relays my emotions so they are suppressed behind a wall of numbness. Emotions must not cloud logic after all" he explained.
"You're weird now."
He shrugged "Everyone is weird from time to time, The suppressant wears off after a few days so ill be back soon enough"
"I just remembered. What's your name?"
He rolls his eyes but his face remains neutral "Its Stroth, Stroth Ashaf Blackwood" he said.
"Stroth? Nuh-uh, I'm calling you Blackwood. Much better."
He rubbed the bridge of his nose "Fine then" he said and shook the orb again. The essence inside was no more that a slimy trail of sludge.
"Whatcha makin?"
"Full restoration potion" he grumbled, clearly a little annoyed at his experiment dying.
"What happened?"
"The soul inside died" He said and set it back on the table.
"What does it taste like?"
"How should i know?" he asked
"You made it."
"Doesnt mean i know what it tastes like" he said and rolled his eyes.
"Can I taste?"
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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.
Poppy seems interested in this, but sticks to talking to the commoner she found, who gives her a general direction towards klei.
*Poppy is missing her entire lower body from invisibility. It's safe to say that they would be unnerved by half a bunny woman.*
Poppy tells them to just focus on her upper half for now.
The villagers tell Poppy that they saw a half-elf walking toward the forest, then they all run inside and lock their doors.
Poppy thanks them, heading towards the forest while trying to get her lower half to appear
The spell shifts, now she's just a floating harengon head and torso. Strange voices seem to echo from the Waning Woods.
Zylna is pickpocketing someone to get something to eat.
Wolfe is playing some music.
Ettor is sitting by the fire.
Stroth is downstairs, he is mixing quite a bit of chemicals together is multiple vials. a small petri dish of crush black pearl was in his hand. The raven was reading off instructions to him.
Adder is upstairs with azazel, he is talking with them.
Lawrence was brainstorming and making a stupid idea.
Upon not having any luck, either because someone didn't have any money, or she was noticed, Zylna made her way downstairs.
Stroth was too caught up his work. His orange eyes sizzled with intensity that he was going to finish this one project in the line of many.
She looked around for a bit before sitting down somewhere.
He looks at her "What has you in a bad mood my friend". he now held wjhat looked like a glass orb, a glowing essence was moving inside of it.
"I'm hungry. Also, when did you start calling me friend?"
"Then go and get some food" he said and smiled a bit "and why you ask? do you want me to call you something entirely different". He sat the glass orb down, the essence began moving frantically a bit. He pulled out a syringe with black thick fluid in it and injected the orb with it. Soon the entire orb and the essence inside were drowned in darkness.
"I can't just 'go get' some food, I don't have money. I ask because not even a couple hours ago you were extremely annoyed by my presence alone."
"you can thank the flowers for that" he said and swished the orb a bit "It relays my emotions so they are suppressed behind a wall of numbness. Emotions must not cloud logic after all" he explained.
"You're weird now."
He shrugged "Everyone is weird from time to time, The suppressant wears off after a few days so ill be back soon enough"
"I just remembered. What's your name?"
He rolls his eyes but his face remains neutral "Its Stroth, Stroth Ashaf Blackwood" he said.
"Stroth? Nuh-uh, I'm calling you Blackwood. Much better."
He rubbed the bridge of his nose "Fine then" he said and shook the orb again. The essence inside was no more that a slimy trail of sludge.
"Whatcha makin?"
"Full restoration potion" he grumbled, clearly a little annoyed at his experiment dying.
"What happened?"
"The soul inside died" He said and set it back on the table.
"What does it taste like?"
"How should i know?" he asked
"You made it."
"Doesnt mean i know what it tastes like" he said and rolled his eyes.
Zylna is pickpocketing someone to get something to eat.
Wolfe is playing some music.
Ettor is sitting by the fire.
Stroth is downstairs, he is mixing quite a bit of chemicals together is multiple vials. a small petri dish of crush black pearl was in his hand. The raven was reading off instructions to him.
Adder is upstairs with azazel, he is talking with them.
Lawrence was brainstorming and making a stupid idea.
Upon not having any luck, either because someone didn't have any money, or she was noticed, Zylna made her way downstairs.
Stroth was too caught up his work. His orange eyes sizzled with intensity that he was going to finish this one project in the line of many.
She looked around for a bit before sitting down somewhere.
He looks at her "What has you in a bad mood my friend". he now held wjhat looked like a glass orb, a glowing essence was moving inside of it.
"I'm hungry. Also, when did you start calling me friend?"
"Then go and get some food" he said and smiled a bit "and why you ask? do you want me to call you something entirely different". He sat the glass orb down, the essence began moving frantically a bit. He pulled out a syringe with black thick fluid in it and injected the orb with it. Soon the entire orb and the essence inside were drowned in darkness.
"I can't just 'go get' some food, I don't have money. I ask because not even a couple hours ago you were extremely annoyed by my presence alone."
"you can thank the flowers for that" he said and swished the orb a bit "It relays my emotions so they are suppressed behind a wall of numbness. Emotions must not cloud logic after all" he explained.
"You're weird now."
He shrugged "Everyone is weird from time to time, The suppressant wears off after a few days so ill be back soon enough"
"I just remembered. What's your name?"
He rolls his eyes but his face remains neutral "Its Stroth, Stroth Ashaf Blackwood" he said.
"Stroth? Nuh-uh, I'm calling you Blackwood. Much better."
He rubbed the bridge of his nose "Fine then" he said and shook the orb again. The essence inside was no more that a slimy trail of sludge.
"Whatcha makin?"
"Full restoration potion" he grumbled, clearly a little annoyed at his experiment dying.
"What happened?"
"The soul inside died" He said and set it back on the table.
"What does it taste like?"
"How should i know?" he asked
"You made it."
"Doesnt mean i know what it tastes like" he said and rolled his eyes.
"Can I taste?"
"....... No...."
"Why?"
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shadow shrugs and starts makeing figures with smoke
The elf walks over to him and sits down cautiously. "H-how are you doing that?"
"i was cursed with the form of a nightwalker, the smoke is a side effect of it"
"O-oh."
"sometimes the nightwalker side of me takes over, and i find myself waking up somewhere compleatly difrent..."
"Thats terrifying."
"it is. i have no recolaition of what i am doing at the time, and sometimes i wake up and i am covered in blood...."
The elf shudders
shadow curls up into a ball, starting to cry
The elf awkwardly pats Shadows back
shadow continues crying "i have no idea how many people ive hurt, and i dont remember anything from my past...."
"That may be remedied soon," Thirteen says, appearing in a puff of mist and holding a lot of books and phials. "I have procured most ingredients, all I need now is a waning moon oleander, then I need an angel or good-aligned aasimar to bless the potion and you drink it. In about a day you'd be a human again, with your memories back."
He makes a questionable noise before purring
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
The elf shudders
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"Can I taste?"
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shadow curls up into a ball, starting to cry
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
The elf awkwardly pats Shadows back
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"N-nothing," Poppy stifles her laugh.
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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
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"Interesting noises"
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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 spell shifts, now she's just a floating harengon head and torso. Strange voices seem to echo from the Waning Woods.
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.
He smiles
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 continues crying "i have no idea how many people ive hurt, and i dont remember anything from my past...."
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
"....... No...."
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
He looks at her suspiciously. "Pooooooppppppyyyyyyy, telllll meeeee."
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"Dont feel bad. It wasnt under your control. Whats your name?"
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"Why?"
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Azazel pokes him again
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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
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"Noooooo,"
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
"some people call me shadow, but i have no idea what my real name is.."
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
"That may be remedied soon," Thirteen says, appearing in a puff of mist and holding a lot of books and phials. "I have procured most ingredients, all I need now is a waning moon oleander, then I need an angel or good-aligned aasimar to bless the potion and you drink it. In about a day you'd be a human again, with your memories back."
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.
*gonna hop off*
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Adder sticks out his tongue
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