As if the ground shook with his walk and the way he moved, a stranger approached the door of the tavern. He wore a mask made of black shiny ceramic that had a neon blue-green hand print over the face of the mask. He wore a black jacket, white under shirt, black long sleeved shirt that was fused with iron fibers, black trousers, and thick boots. His gloved hands loosely carried a black metal rifle in one hand while a automatic stayed strapped to his back. He opened the door with force that would make gods and goddesses shiver in fright before sitting down at a booth. He laid out two pistols, one revolver and 6 cases of ammo on the table. He took off his jacket and began bandaging his arm which was cut up with what looked like a chainsaw.
Samuel walks over to him. "Woah there stranger. You alright?"
The man looked up and lifted up his mask a bit, just enough so you could see his mouth but not his eyes or nose "Quite fine kid" he said, a cigarette sat on his tongue that slid out, still lit.
"Yuh huh."
He stared at Samuel and narrowed his eyes "is there something you want or are you just gonna stand there?" he hissed
Samuel pulls out a potion of healing and tosses it to him. "Drink this. Should help with the cuts."
The man stared at it and pushed it away with the barrel of his gun "No" he stated
"Dont be an idiot." Samuel says forcing the bottle at him.
The man lowers the barrel of the gun towards the center of Samuel's forehead "A no means no kid" he said.
"Yes. It. Is." Therens hands are shaking and his eyes remain red.
She narrows her eyes "You are a stupid ruthless dog, just like the rest of the world" she stood up.
"I'm not stupid I just want to avenge those who have hurt me or my friends."
"Those who hurt me do not deserve the same fate as i" she said, words seething like hell fire "Though those who wish revenge upon another deserve to have the same fate enacted upon them"
As if the ground shook with his walk and the way he moved, a stranger approached the door of the tavern. He wore a mask made of black shiny ceramic that had a neon blue-green hand print over the face of the mask. He wore a black jacket, white under shirt, black long sleeved shirt that was fused with iron fibers, black trousers, and thick boots. His gloved hands loosely carried a black metal rifle in one hand while a automatic stayed strapped to his back. He opened the door with force that would make gods and goddesses shiver in fright before sitting down at a booth. He laid out two pistols, one revolver and 6 cases of ammo on the table. He took off his jacket and began bandaging his arm which was cut up with what looked like a chainsaw.
Avery, resident child and pirate, looks onto the table with the guns, "Thats a lot lot firepower."
"I have to keep it that way" The man said behind the mask. It was clear to see that his jacket and arms were stained with blood.
"Yes. It. Is." Therens hands are shaking and his eyes remain red.
She narrows her eyes "You are a stupid ruthless dog, just like the rest of the world" she stood up.
"I'm not stupid I just want to avenge those who have hurt me or my friends."
"Those who hurt me do not deserve the same fate as i" she said, words seething like hell fire "Though those who wish revenge upon another deserve to have the same fate enacted upon them"
Theren laughs. "What fate do you have forced upon you."
As if the ground shook with his walk and the way he moved, a stranger approached the door of the tavern. He wore a mask made of black shiny ceramic that had a neon blue-green hand print over the face of the mask. He wore a black jacket, white under shirt, black long sleeved shirt that was fused with iron fibers, black trousers, and thick boots. His gloved hands loosely carried a black metal rifle in one hand while a automatic stayed strapped to his back. He opened the door with force that would make gods and goddesses shiver in fright before sitting down at a booth. He laid out two pistols, one revolver and 6 cases of ammo on the table. He took off his jacket and began bandaging his arm which was cut up with what looked like a chainsaw.
Avery, resident child and pirate, looks onto the table with the guns, "Thats a lot lot firepower."
"I have to keep it that way" The man said behind the mask. It was clear to see that his jacket and arms were stained with blood.
"Did you kill someone?"
"In a sense, he tried to kill me" The man responded
A familiar golden kobold walks in, though something was different about her, she walked a bit more confidently, she had different golden jewelry all over her, bracelets on her tail, golden chains wrapped around one of her horns, and oh so many necklaces, rings and bracelets on her arms.
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As if the ground shook with his walk and the way he moved, a stranger approached the door of the tavern. He wore a mask made of black shiny ceramic that had a neon blue-green hand print over the face of the mask. He wore a black jacket, white under shirt, black long sleeved shirt that was fused with iron fibers, black trousers, and thick boots. His gloved hands loosely carried a black metal rifle in one hand while a automatic stayed strapped to his back. He opened the door with force that would make gods and goddesses shiver in fright before sitting down at a booth. He laid out two pistols, one revolver and 6 cases of ammo on the table. He took off his jacket and began bandaging his arm which was cut up with what looked like a chainsaw.
Samuel walks over to him. "Woah there stranger. You alright?"
The man looked up and lifted up his mask a bit, just enough so you could see his mouth but not his eyes or nose "Quite fine kid" he said, a cigarette sat on his tongue that slid out, still lit.
"Yuh huh."
He stared at Samuel and narrowed his eyes "is there something you want or are you just gonna stand there?" he hissed
Samuel pulls out a potion of healing and tosses it to him. "Drink this. Should help with the cuts."
The man stared at it and pushed it away with the barrel of his gun "No" he stated
"Dont be an idiot." Samuel says forcing the bottle at him.
The man lowers the barrel of the gun towards the center of Samuel's forehead "A no means no kid" he said.
Samuel chuckles. "Shoot me I dare you."
He chuckles and clicks the trigger. There was a loud bang but no bullet shot out
As if the ground shook with his walk and the way he moved, a stranger approached the door of the tavern. He wore a mask made of black shiny ceramic that had a neon blue-green hand print over the face of the mask. He wore a black jacket, white under shirt, black long sleeved shirt that was fused with iron fibers, black trousers, and thick boots. His gloved hands loosely carried a black metal rifle in one hand while a automatic stayed strapped to his back. He opened the door with force that would make gods and goddesses shiver in fright before sitting down at a booth. He laid out two pistols, one revolver and 6 cases of ammo on the table. He took off his jacket and began bandaging his arm which was cut up with what looked like a chainsaw.
Avery, resident child and pirate, looks onto the table with the guns, "Thats a lot lot firepower."
"I have to keep it that way" The man said behind the mask. It was clear to see that his jacket and arms were stained with blood.
"Did you kill someone?"
"In a sense, he tried to kill me" The man responded
"Yes. It. Is." Therens hands are shaking and his eyes remain red.
She narrows her eyes "You are a stupid ruthless dog, just like the rest of the world" she stood up.
"I'm not stupid I just want to avenge those who have hurt me or my friends."
"Those who hurt me do not deserve the same fate as i" she said, words seething like hell fire "Though those who wish revenge upon another deserve to have the same fate enacted upon them"
Theren laughs. "What fate do you have forced upon you."
"Having to kill so many under the influence of a demon who many mouths whispered false lies into my ears" she said, looking at her hands "Watching my daughter drown in the deep waters of the ocean while i could not help her"
As if the ground shook with his walk and the way he moved, a stranger approached the door of the tavern. He wore a mask made of black shiny ceramic that had a neon blue-green hand print over the face of the mask. He wore a black jacket, white under shirt, black long sleeved shirt that was fused with iron fibers, black trousers, and thick boots. His gloved hands loosely carried a black metal rifle in one hand while a automatic stayed strapped to his back. He opened the door with force that would make gods and goddesses shiver in fright before sitting down at a booth. He laid out two pistols, one revolver and 6 cases of ammo on the table. He took off his jacket and began bandaging his arm which was cut up with what looked like a chainsaw.
Samuel walks over to him. "Woah there stranger. You alright?"
The man looked up and lifted up his mask a bit, just enough so you could see his mouth but not his eyes or nose "Quite fine kid" he said, a cigarette sat on his tongue that slid out, still lit.
"Yuh huh."
He stared at Samuel and narrowed his eyes "is there something you want or are you just gonna stand there?" he hissed
Samuel pulls out a potion of healing and tosses it to him. "Drink this. Should help with the cuts."
The man stared at it and pushed it away with the barrel of his gun "No" he stated
"Dont be an idiot." Samuel says forcing the bottle at him.
The man lowers the barrel of the gun towards the center of Samuel's forehead "A no means no kid" he said.
Samuel chuckles. "Shoot me I dare you."
He chuckles and clicks the trigger. There was a loud bang but no bullet shot out
A familiar golden kobold walks in, though something was different about her, she walked a bit more confidently, she had different golden jewelry all over her, bracelets on her tail, golden chains wrapped around one of her horns, and oh so many necklaces, rings and bracelets on her arms.
"Yes. It. Is." Therens hands are shaking and his eyes remain red.
She narrows her eyes "You are a stupid ruthless dog, just like the rest of the world" she stood up.
"I'm not stupid I just want to avenge those who have hurt me or my friends."
"Those who hurt me do not deserve the same fate as i" she said, words seething like hell fire "Though those who wish revenge upon another deserve to have the same fate enacted upon them"
Theren laughs. "What fate do you have forced upon you."
"Having to kill so many under the influence of a demon who many mouths whispered false lies into my ears" she said, looking at her hands "Watching my daughter drown in the deep waters of the ocean while i could not help her"
"Jesus." Theren sighs and walks away. "Thanks for the help."
A familiar golden kobold walks in, though something was different about her, she walked a bit more confidently, she had different golden jewelry all over her, bracelets on her tail, golden chains wrapped around one of her horns, and oh so many necklaces, rings and bracelets on her arms.
*pirate instincts activate*
Avery looks at them, "Wow, loot ho"
She glares at him. "Touch a single thing and you won't have any hands to touch anything else."
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As if the ground shook with his walk and the way he moved, a stranger approached the door of the tavern. He wore a mask made of black shiny ceramic that had a neon blue-green hand print over the face of the mask. He wore a black jacket, white under shirt, black long sleeved shirt that was fused with iron fibers, black trousers, and thick boots. His gloved hands loosely carried a black metal rifle in one hand while a automatic stayed strapped to his back. He opened the door with force that would make gods and goddesses shiver in fright before sitting down at a booth. He laid out two pistols, one revolver and 6 cases of ammo on the table. He took off his jacket and began bandaging his arm which was cut up with what looked like a chainsaw.
Samuel walks over to him. "Woah there stranger. You alright?"
The man looked up and lifted up his mask a bit, just enough so you could see his mouth but not his eyes or nose "Quite fine kid" he said, a cigarette sat on his tongue that slid out, still lit.
"Yuh huh."
He stared at Samuel and narrowed his eyes "is there something you want or are you just gonna stand there?" he hissed
Samuel pulls out a potion of healing and tosses it to him. "Drink this. Should help with the cuts."
The man stared at it and pushed it away with the barrel of his gun "No" he stated
"Dont be an idiot." Samuel says forcing the bottle at him.
The man lowers the barrel of the gun towards the center of Samuel's forehead "A no means no kid" he said.
Samuel chuckles. "Shoot me I dare you."
He chuckles and clicks the trigger. There was a loud bang but no bullet shot out
Samuel dosen't flinch. "Nice trick"
"Thank you" he said, holding the rifle shell in his hand. He loaded it back into the rifles barrel "Shall we try again"
A familiar golden kobold walks in, though something was different about her, she walked a bit more confidently, she had different golden jewelry all over her, bracelets on her tail, golden chains wrapped around one of her horns, and oh so many necklaces, rings and bracelets on her arms.
Theren looks over in surprise. "Taceil?" He mutters.
Samuel chuckles. "Shoot me I dare you."
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"Those who hurt me do not deserve the same fate as i" she said, words seething like hell fire "Though those who wish revenge upon another deserve to have the same fate enacted upon them"
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
"Did you kill someone?"
Theren laughs. "What fate do you have forced upon you."
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Adder chuckles and kisses his hand
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
"In a sense, he tried to kill me" The man responded
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
*AND THAT RANDOM MOTIVATION WAS NOW*
A familiar golden kobold walks in, though something was different about her, she walked a bit more confidently, she had different golden jewelry all over her, bracelets on her tail, golden chains wrapped around one of her horns, and oh so many necklaces, rings and bracelets on her arms.
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He chuckles and clicks the trigger. There was a loud bang but no bullet shot out
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
Thirteen pretends to barf silently.
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.
Azazel buries his face in his hands
"Oh, that's odd."
"Having to kill so many under the influence of a demon who many mouths whispered false lies into my ears" she said, looking at her hands "Watching my daughter drown in the deep waters of the ocean while i could not help her"
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
Samuel dosen't flinch. "Nice trick"
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galax is walking around
shadow is sleeping
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
*pirate instincts activate*
Avery looks at them, "Wow, loot ho"
"Jesus." Theren sighs and walks away. "Thanks for the help."
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Adder chuckles and picks him up, walking outside.
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
She glares at him. "Touch a single thing and you won't have any hands to touch anything else."
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"Thank you" he said, holding the rifle shell in his hand. He loaded it back into the rifles barrel "Shall we try again"
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
Theren looks over in surprise. "Taceil?" He mutters.
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