*Pretty alright. Finally found a shiny in Pokemon Legends Arceus*
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
Tevelin walks downstairs, oblivious to the whole thingy that just happened. She looks from face to face, absolutely dumbfounded. "Did... did I miss... something?"
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.
Ares raises his hands. "I dont know resurrection but I know a dwarf who does."
[Im disabling Eldrin to bring back Alric!]
"Get him here for Moradin's sake then." He continues to rub the back of his neck, now harder than before.
"Already here lad." An old dwarf with a black beard and a limp walks up to the table. "May I see the poor creature or person?"
By way of response, Krathian takes off the cloth covering, revealing Allison Vanderguard's broken body. "Here is the soul," he says, handing it to Alric. "Do what you can for her, please," he says.
Alric nods. "Good thing I've never used this wish spell. Pelor give me strength."
"No." Spawn interjects. "For every wish, there is always a side effect. You wish her to life, someone you love dies. You wish to be rich, your friends become poor. You wish for eternal life, you take the lives of those you touch."
Alric scoffs
"If you use that spell to bring her back to life, I will bind her soul to the Hells. That is a heinous magic that you want to preform." Spawn begins scowling again, his glowing green eyes begin smoking as well. "If care about her that much, I can raise her back to life..."
Spawn outstretches a clawed hand, casting true resurrection on Alison.
The elfin body restored, her neck and hands which had been snapped and ripped open were repaired. Her eyes were no longer a soulless black color. A few seconds went by before she gasped for breath and sat up. She quickly moved her hair out of the way as she coughed up black fluid from the recesses of her lungs.
galax quickly hands her a health potion
She seems to choke on the black fluid for a few seconds. When the black fluid hits the table or ground, it slowly evaporates.
Krathian gives her the Heimlich
She clears her throat "Im ok, Im ok" she said and wiped her mouth. "Ezekiel... what did Ezekiel do??"
"He killed you, I managed to ... get your body and soul back. Here you are."
She looks him over and see's the tattoo "Oh lords, Krathian. what did you do..."
"I ... made a deal. I have no intention of making good on it though," he says, and begins gathering up his things. "I need to make a trip. You won't see me, well not this me, for a little while."
She runs a hand through her long white hair "ok, but if something happens. You come back, not detours, no stops, nothing. If you get in to trouble, im not loosing you" she stated
He hugged her and handed her a leather book. "I need your help, I won't remember anything next time I come back. I need you to give this to me when he gets here, its full of everything I know about Ezekiel and instructions for what to do once he gets here. I need you to add anything else you think might be helpful, you know more about the glass planes than I do." He handed her the amulet, "Give him this as well, it's from Roman."
She nods carefully. she takes all of the things and sighs "To think we've made it this far" she said and gave a smile "be safe, be calm."
"I will," he says, looking her in the eyes, before he walks back out the tavern door.
*cries in elvish*
She waves silently before trying to find her old room. She stops at the door, flipping through the book and grasping pendant.
Tevelin walks downstairs, oblivious to the whole thingy that just happened. She looks from face to face, absolutely dumbfounded. "Did... did I miss... something?"
Allison was in her old room, she was flipping through the pages and writing down everything she knew. The pendant of planar travel sat on the desk in front of her.
Tevelin walks downstairs, oblivious to the whole thingy that just happened. She looks from face to face, absolutely dumbfounded. "Did... did I miss... something?"
Alric turns to her. "You missed a lot." He grumbles.
Tevelin walks downstairs, oblivious to the whole thingy that just happened. She looks from face to face, absolutely dumbfounded. "Did... did I miss... something?"
Alric turns to her. "You missed a lot." He grumbles.
"B... was that Allison? I thought Orvar would have to bring her back with his secret magic! And where is Krathian?" Tevelin is dazed, she sits down heavily.
Krathian ran out of the Tavern door, savoring the feel of the wind on his face and knowing he wouldn't feel it again for a century at most. He pulled out his cane as he reached the firmament and blasted a hole into it, the edges of which looked like reflective shards of broken glass and jumped through. He tumbled for years, or seconds, he couldn't quite tell which. He felt himself being pulled apart. He was old, no he was young, he was a dwarf, no a dragon. He struggled to keep hold of his identity, of his memories, as the sands of time and space warped around him. Finally, he felt spat out into his destination. He slid for several meters on a mirrored surface. He had done it. He had reached the plane of mirrors. A sunless, cloudless tangerine sky lit by an unknown source arched back like a snowglobe as Krathian strode towards its centerpiece, a mirrored castle that reached for the edges of the globe. He was reflected in everything around him, the walls, the pillars, the trees, everything. And as he walked he searched desperately. His reflections looked slightly different. Some were shorter, some were taller. Yet as he walked they began to look more divergent. Eventually, he found what he was looking for. He looked into the inside of an arch and saw himself, almost a perfect approximation, except that it had no tattoo on the back of its neck. "Perfect," thought Krathian and he reached and pulled his reflection out of the mirror. Krathian (the first one) then knelt on the ground as his reflection began to explore its surroundings. He began to chant and felt himself moving down through the layers of glass. Eventually, there he was. Just another reflection, hidden deeply in a maze of mirrors. His reflection was confused. It knew a little bit about what it was, where it came from, and who it was supposed to be. But it had no idea why it was out here instead of back in the mirrors. He had a feeling that something had gone terribly wrong. On the ground before him was a scrap of paper with a single word. "Entropy" he read shakily. Suddenly he was sucked back through time, space, and the planes, and spat out into a new world. One with trees and a blue sky. One with grass and color. One with a tavern not a few feet away.
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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.
"it would be nice to have another set of hands, but first you need to learn the basics"
Ares rolls his eyes. "I know the basics. I helped a lot of people in my old village."
"good, though i have some difrent equipment" galax geustures to the walls "see anything you recognize?"
*stethoscope, and other standerd medical equipment*
A tiger is running away from something, frightened, outside
A small blue furred puppy is following the tiger, chasing happily
Enethia is reading
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
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galax walks into the med ward and sees Ares
"hey kid, you need something?"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
"Just tryna help."
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
*Pretty alright. Finally found a shiny in Pokemon Legends Arceus*
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
"it would be nice to have another set of hands, but first you need to learn the basics"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
*Congrats*
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
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.
*1420 for me, also, interesting.... Sharlene would probably have an interesting reaction to that...*
"Meh, you'll probably feel better after some rest." Another big swig.
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.
*cries in elvish*
She waves silently before trying to find her old room. She stops at the door, flipping through the book and grasping pendant.
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
*BRB*
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 rolls his eyes. "I know the basics. I helped a lot of people in my old village."
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
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.
Allison was in her old room, she was flipping through the pages and writing down everything she knew. The pendant of planar travel sat on the desk in front of her.
Adder was sleeping besides azazel.
Stroth was sleeping.
*going off for right now*
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
"good, though i have some difrent equipment" galax geustures to the walls "see anything you recognize?"
*stethoscope, and other standerd medical equipment*
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
Alric turns to her. "You missed a lot." He grumbles.
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
(REDACTED)
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
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"B... was that Allison? I thought Orvar would have to bring her back with his secret magic! And where is Krathian?" Tevelin is dazed, she sits down heavily.
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.
*Cutscene time*
Krathian ran out of the Tavern door, savoring the feel of the wind on his face and knowing he wouldn't feel it again for a century at most. He pulled out his cane as he reached the firmament and blasted a hole into it, the edges of which looked like reflective shards of broken glass and jumped through. He tumbled for years, or seconds, he couldn't quite tell which. He felt himself being pulled apart. He was old, no he was young, he was a dwarf, no a dragon. He struggled to keep hold of his identity, of his memories, as the sands of time and space warped around him. Finally, he felt spat out into his destination. He slid for several meters on a mirrored surface. He had done it. He had reached the plane of mirrors. A sunless, cloudless tangerine sky lit by an unknown source arched back like a snowglobe as Krathian strode towards its centerpiece, a mirrored castle that reached for the edges of the globe. He was reflected in everything around him, the walls, the pillars, the trees, everything. And as he walked he searched desperately. His reflections looked slightly different. Some were shorter, some were taller. Yet as he walked they began to look more divergent. Eventually, he found what he was looking for. He looked into the inside of an arch and saw himself, almost a perfect approximation, except that it had no tattoo on the back of its neck. "Perfect," thought Krathian and he reached and pulled his reflection out of the mirror. Krathian (the first one) then knelt on the ground as his reflection began to explore its surroundings. He began to chant and felt himself moving down through the layers of glass. Eventually, there he was. Just another reflection, hidden deeply in a maze of mirrors. His reflection was confused. It knew a little bit about what it was, where it came from, and who it was supposed to be. But it had no idea why it was out here instead of back in the mirrors. He had a feeling that something had gone terribly wrong. On the ground before him was a scrap of paper with a single word. "Entropy" he read shakily. Suddenly he was sucked back through time, space, and the planes, and spat out into a new world. One with trees and a blue sky. One with grass and color. One with a tavern not a few feet away.
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"
galax is quite impressed "okay, im going to run you through some difrent scenarios, try to awnser them the best you can okay?"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
A tiger is running away from something, frightened, outside
A small blue furred puppy is following the tiger, chasing happily
Enethia is reading
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)