Suddenly, the door of the tavern is kicked open violently. In walks Krathian carrying what appears to be a body in a dark black cloth. His cane is under his arm and his hat is cocked on his head. He looks tired as if he had been crying, but his face is set grim. A new, black tattoo that looks like a five-pointed eye is on the back of his neck. His coat has a tear in the jacket. He sets the body on his table and stares at it for a moment before asking whether there was an experienced cleric or necromancer in the tavern.
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
Suddenly, the door of the tavern is kicked open violently. In walks Krathian carrying what appears to be a body in a dark black cloth. His cane is under his arm and his hat is cocked on his head. He looks tired as if he had been crying, but his face is set grim. A new, black tattoo that looks like a five-pointed eye is on the back of his neck. His coat has a tear in the jacket. He sets the body on his table and stares at it for a moment before asking whether there was an experienced cleric or necromancer in the tavern.
Avery looks at the body, a bit concerned, "Have they walked the metaphorical plank?"
Suddenly, the door of the tavern is kicked open violently. In walks Krathian carrying what appears to be a body in a dark black cloth. His cane is under his arm and his hat is cocked on his head. He looks tired as if he had been crying, but his face is set grim. A new, black tattoo that looks like a five-pointed eye is on the back of his neck. His coat has a tear in the jacket. He sets the body on his table and stares at it for a moment before asking whether there was an experienced cleric or necromancer in the tavern.
Avery looks at the body, a bit concerned, "Have they walked the metaphorical plank?"
Ares appears out of nowhere. "Kinda insensitive dont you think?"
Suddenly, the door of the tavern is kicked open violently. In walks Krathian carrying what appears to be a body in a dark black cloth. His cane is under his arm and his hat is cocked on his head. He looks tired as if he had been crying, but his face is set grim. A new, black tattoo that looks like a five-pointed eye is on the back of his neck. His coat has a tear in the jacket. He sets the body on his table and stares at it for a moment before asking whether there was an experienced cleric or necromancer in the tavern.
Avery looks at the body, a bit concerned, "Have they walked the metaphorical plank?"
"More than that I'm afraid." He scratches the back of his neck and winces in pain. "Could we move this along a bit, I have an urgent appointment."
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
Suddenly, the door of the tavern is kicked open violently. In walks Krathian carrying what appears to be a body in a dark black cloth. His cane is under his arm and his hat is cocked on his head. He looks tired as if he had been crying, but his face is set grim. A new, black tattoo that looks like a five-pointed eye is on the back of his neck. His coat has a tear in the jacket. He sets the body on his table and stares at it for a moment before asking whether there was an experienced cleric or necromancer in the tavern.
Avery looks at the body, a bit concerned, "Have they walked the metaphorical plank?"
Ares appears out of nowhere. "Kinda insensitive dont you think?"
Suddenly, the door of the tavern is kicked open violently. In walks Krathian carrying what appears to be a body in a dark black cloth. His cane is under his arm and his hat is cocked on his head. He looks tired as if he had been crying, but his face is set grim. A new, black tattoo that looks like a five-pointed eye is on the back of his neck. His coat has a tear in the jacket. He sets the body on his table and stares at it for a moment before asking whether there was an experienced cleric or necromancer in the tavern.
Avery looks at the body, a bit concerned, "Have they walked the metaphorical plank?"
Ares appears out of nowhere. "Kinda insensitive dont you think?"
"How so?"
"Well obviously whoever or whatever is under the cloth was close to him so therefore he may be sad about the thing." Ares says while glancing at the body.
Suddenly, the door of the tavern is kicked open violently. In walks Krathian carrying what appears to be a body in a dark black cloth. His cane is under his arm and his hat is cocked on his head. He looks tired as if he had been crying, but his face is set grim. A new, black tattoo that looks like a five-pointed eye is on the back of his neck. His coat has a tear in the jacket. He sets the body on his table and stares at it for a moment before asking whether there was an experienced cleric or necromancer in the tavern.
Avery looks at the body, a bit concerned, "Have they walked the metaphorical plank?"
Ares appears out of nowhere. "Kinda insensitive dont you think?"
"How so?"
"Well obviously whoever or whatever is under the cloth was close to him so therefore he may be sad about the thing." Ares says while glancing at the body.
Krathian politely clears his throat to get things back on topic. "This is sort of urgent."
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
Suddenly, the door of the tavern is kicked open violently. In walks Krathian carrying what appears to be a body in a dark black cloth. His cane is under his arm and his hat is cocked on his head. He looks tired as if he had been crying, but his face is set grim. A new, black tattoo that looks like a five-pointed eye is on the back of his neck. His coat has a tear in the jacket. He sets the body on his table and stares at it for a moment before asking whether there was an experienced cleric or necromancer in the tavern.
Avery looks at the body, a bit concerned, "Have they walked the metaphorical plank?"
Ares appears out of nowhere. "Kinda insensitive dont you think?"
"How so?"
"Well obviously whoever or whatever is under the cloth was close to him so therefore he may be sad about the thing." Ares says while glancing at the body.
Krathian politely clears his throat to get things back on topic. "This is sort of urgent."
Suddenly, the door of the tavern is kicked open violently. In walks Krathian carrying what appears to be a body in a dark black cloth. His cane is under his arm and his hat is cocked on his head. He looks tired as if he had been crying, but his face is set grim. A new, black tattoo that looks like a five-pointed eye is on the back of his neck. His coat has a tear in the jacket. He sets the body on his table and stares at it for a moment before asking whether there was an experienced cleric or necromancer in the tavern.
Avery looks at the body, a bit concerned, "Have they walked the metaphorical plank?"
Ares appears out of nowhere. "Kinda insensitive dont you think?"
"How so?"
"Well obviously whoever or whatever is under the cloth was close to him so therefore he may be sad about the thing." Ares says while glancing at the body.
Krathian politely clears his throat to get things back on topic. "This is sort of urgent."
"I'm sorry, i can't bring people back to life." Avery says apologetically.
Suddenly, the door of the tavern is kicked open violently. In walks Krathian carrying what appears to be a body in a dark black cloth. His cane is under his arm and his hat is cocked on his head. He looks tired as if he had been crying, but his face is set grim. A new, black tattoo that looks like a five-pointed eye is on the back of his neck. His coat has a tear in the jacket. He sets the body on his table and stares at it for a moment before asking whether there was an experienced cleric or necromancer in the tavern.
Avery looks at the body, a bit concerned, "Have they walked the metaphorical plank?"
Ares appears out of nowhere. "Kinda insensitive dont you think?"
"How so?"
"Well obviously whoever or whatever is under the cloth was close to him so therefore he may be sad about the thing." Ares says while glancing at the body.
Krathian politely clears his throat to get things back on topic. "This is sort of urgent."
"I'm a necromancer," Thirteen says, popping up eagerly. "Heyy, you're that Krathian guy Tevelin told me about! Where's Allison?"
Suddenly, the door of the tavern is kicked open violently. In walks Krathian carrying what appears to be a body in a dark black cloth. His cane is under his arm and his hat is cocked on his head. He looks tired as if he had been crying, but his face is set grim. A new, black tattoo that looks like a five-pointed eye is on the back of his neck. His coat has a tear in the jacket. He sets the body on his table and stares at it for a moment before asking whether there was an experienced cleric or necromancer in the tavern.
Avery looks at the body, a bit concerned, "Have they walked the metaphorical plank?"
Ares appears out of nowhere. "Kinda insensitive dont you think?"
"How so?"
"Well obviously whoever or whatever is under the cloth was close to him so therefore he may be sad about the thing." Ares says while glancing at the body.
Krathian politely clears his throat to get things back on topic. "This is sort of urgent."
Ares looks up quickly. "What do you need?"
He places a black glass bottle on the table. "A simple resurrection. I came close to selling my soul for this opportunity so don't screw it up." He says calmly.
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
Suddenly, the door of the tavern is kicked open violently. In walks Krathian carrying what appears to be a body in a dark black cloth. His cane is under his arm and his hat is cocked on his head. He looks tired as if he had been crying, but his face is set grim. A new, black tattoo that looks like a five-pointed eye is on the back of his neck. His coat has a tear in the jacket. He sets the body on his table and stares at it for a moment before asking whether there was an experienced cleric or necromancer in the tavern.
Avery looks at the body, a bit concerned, "Have they walked the metaphorical plank?"
Ares appears out of nowhere. "Kinda insensitive dont you think?"
"How so?"
"Well obviously whoever or whatever is under the cloth was close to him so therefore he may be sad about the thing." Ares says while glancing at the body.
Krathian politely clears his throat to get things back on topic. "This is sort of urgent."
"I'm a necromancer," Thirteen says, popping up eagerly. "Heyy, you're that Krathian guy Tevelin told me about! Where's Allison?"
*Oh.... oh no. I think i may know whos under the cloth.*
He smiled reassuringly. "Poppy, I'm leaving the tavern."
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.
"What....? What do you mean you're leaving the tavern?"
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 mean, there's something I have to do, and it requires me to leave for a bit."
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.
Suddenly, the door of the tavern is kicked open violently. In walks Krathian carrying what appears to be a body in a dark black cloth. His cane is under his arm and his hat is cocked on his head. He looks tired as if he had been crying, but his face is set grim. A new, black tattoo that looks like a five-pointed eye is on the back of his neck. His coat has a tear in the jacket. He sets the body on his table and stares at it for a moment before asking whether there was an experienced cleric or necromancer in the tavern.
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
Poppy's ears fold down, "H-how long will y-you be gone?"
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
He pet her head, smiling sadly. "I'm not sure, I could be back within the week, I might never come back."
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.
Avery looks at the body, a bit concerned, "Have they walked the metaphorical plank?"
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
Ares appears out of nowhere. "Kinda insensitive dont you think?"
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"More than that I'm afraid." He scratches the back of his neck and winces in pain. "Could we move this along a bit, I have an urgent appointment."
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
She frowns, holding onto his arm, "Don't say you won't come back"
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
"How so?"
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 obviously whoever or whatever is under the cloth was close to him so therefore he may be sad about the thing." Ares says while glancing at the body.
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"I will do my best to. I can't make you a promise I can't for sure keep, though."
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.
Krathian politely clears his throat to get things back on topic. "This is sort of urgent."
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
Ares looks up quickly. "What do you need?"
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"I'm sorry, i can't bring people back to life." Avery says apologetically.
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'm a necromancer," Thirteen says, popping up eagerly. "Heyy, you're that Krathian guy Tevelin told me about! Where's Allison?"
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.
Poppy grabs his collar, pulling him down to eye level with her, "Please promise me. Promise me you'll come back for me." She pleads
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
He places a black glass bottle on the table. "A simple resurrection. I came close to selling my soul for this opportunity so don't screw it up." He says calmly.
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
*Oh.... oh no. I think i may know whos under the cloth.*
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