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#30966 Mar 22, 2022
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Spawn is looking for something.

Morbius is keeping watch over the Tavern.

Thirteen decides to play with fire. He casts a spell on Spawn that will make it look like he has a spectacular handlebar mustache that is actually an illusion that Spawn can't see.

*Spawn may have truesight*

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#30967 Mar 22, 2022
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Frathian is drinking a beer, feeling like an idiot, and also feeling a sense of urgency to fix a problem that he doesn't know anything about. He sighs, trying to remember anything before waking up in the plane of mirrors. He beats his own head against the table. Muttering, "Mnedera, mnedera, mnedera!" or, "Think think think!"

Jim is stocking up on guns, keeping them in the shed out back where he sleeps. He steps back and puts his hand on his hips, a nervous smile on his face, admiring his collection. Since meeting Damien the first time he's begun collecting them. He now has a decent arsenal - four blunderbusses (blunderbi?) twelve flintlock pistols, five muskets, and his good old club, made out of a piece of a broken wood pallet, that he had had since first running from Xanathar. While he is afraid of bright lights and loud noises, he feels safer knowing he has the means to protect himself.

Tara is building another tiny matchstick sculpture, whistling Tu'ralu. It's nice, anybody who is affiliated or has had dealings with the Harpers near Waterdeep recognizes it as the Harper mission coordinator for that area, William Brythoby. She leans back in her chair, admiring her work, before lighting a match against her boot and setting it alight. As it burns, the sculpture changes positions, first onto its knees, then its hands and knees, before collapsing entirely into ashes.

A nearby tree falls down.

He jumps, grabs his club, and whirls around holding it like a baseball bat, eyes wide.

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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.

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#30968 Mar 22, 2022
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They seem to continue watching, however not following

Allison sips her coffee then looks up at them "Are you coming?" she chirps.

They walk over slowly "Does it matter?"

"Well... you have something that's annoying you and that's bad, yes? Wouldn't it be better to talk about it?"

"This place annoys me. This trap. This mocking form Im in."

"Your form or the tavern?" she asked

"Both"

"Ah" she said, nodding her head and stirring in a bit of cream to her coffee "What about your form is displeasing to you"

"Its nothing of what I am. Small. Pathetic looking."

"What do you look like normally?"

"Nightmares. An incarnate of innate mortal fears, desires, and emotion"

"a devil??" she asked

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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
#30969 Mar 22, 2022
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Spawn is looking for something.

Morbius is keeping watch over the Tavern.

Thirteen decides to play with fire. He casts a spell on Spawn that will make it look like he has a spectacular handlebar mustache that is actually an illusion that Spawn can't see.

*Spawn may have truesight*

*But that means he'll see through illusions, ergo, he can't see the mustache. >:)*

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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.
#30970 Mar 22, 2022
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Taceli is polishing her scales.

Zylna is hungry.

Sharlene is doing some workouts on the roof.

Theren walks over to her. "Hey."

*Oh man, didn't check for a while, sorry.*

She looked up and smiled. "Hey!"

*All good*

Theren smiles and sits down. "How are you?"

"I'm good, just relaxing." She stretches.

"Relaxing is good."

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#30971 Mar 22, 2022
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Spawn is looking for something.

Morbius is keeping watch over the Tavern.

Allison was talking to Desgiran, she waved at Spawn kindly.

Spawn narrows his eyes for a moment before going to back to his search.

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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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#30972 Mar 22, 2022
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They seem to continue watching, however not following

Allison sips her coffee then looks up at them "Are you coming?" she chirps.

They walk over slowly "Does it matter?"

"Well... you have something that's annoying you and that's bad, yes? Wouldn't it be better to talk about it?"

"This place annoys me. This trap. This mocking form Im in."

"Your form or the tavern?" she asked

"Both"

"Ah" she said, nodding her head and stirring in a bit of cream to her coffee "What about your form is displeasing to you"

"Its nothing of what I am. Small. Pathetic looking."

"What do you look like normally?"

"Nightmares. An incarnate of innate mortal fears, desires, and emotion"

"a devil??" she asked

"No. Far from it. I am Desgiran. I am individual."

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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!
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#30973 Mar 22, 2022
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Spawn is looking for something.

Morbius is keeping watch over the Tavern.

Thirteen decides to play with fire. He casts a spell on Spawn that will make it look like he has a spectacular handlebar mustache that is actually an illusion that Spawn can't see.

*Spawn may have truesight*

*But that means he'll see through illusions, ergo, he can't see the mustache. >:)*

*He's the equivalent of an Archduke/Archdevil rn.*

Spawn casts dispel magic and goes back to his search. If I wasn't in a good mood, I'd have literally ripped your head off about that.

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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.)
#30974 Mar 22, 2022
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Spawn is looking for something.

Morbius is keeping watch over the Tavern.

Allison was talking to Desgiran, she waved at Spawn kindly.

Spawn narrows his eyes for a moment before going to back to his search.

She walks over to him and watches him "What are you doing?" she asked

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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
#30975 Mar 22, 2022
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They seem to continue watching, however not following

Allison sips her coffee then looks up at them "Are you coming?" she chirps.

They walk over slowly "Does it matter?"

"Well... you have something that's annoying you and that's bad, yes? Wouldn't it be better to talk about it?"

"This place annoys me. This trap. This mocking form Im in."

"Your form or the tavern?" she asked

"Both"

"Ah" she said, nodding her head and stirring in a bit of cream to her coffee "What about your form is displeasing to you"

"Its nothing of what I am. Small. Pathetic looking."

"What do you look like normally?"

"Nightmares. An incarnate of innate mortal fears, desires, and emotion"

"a devil??" she asked

"No. Far from it. I am Desgiran. I am individual."

"Well what are you in general, You said a manifestation of fears and desires but what are you."

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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
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Spawn is looking for something.

Morbius is keeping watch over the Tavern.

Allison was talking to Desgiran, she waved at Spawn kindly.

Spawn narrows his eyes for a moment before going to back to his search.

She walks over to him and watches him "What are you doing?" she asked

"What does it look like?" Spawn says dryly without looking at Alison.

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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.)
#30977 Mar 22, 2022
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Spawn is looking for something.

Morbius is keeping watch over the Tavern.

Thirteen decides to play with fire. He casts a spell on Spawn that will make it look like he has a spectacular handlebar mustache that is actually an illusion that Spawn can't see.

*Spawn may have truesight*

*But that means he'll see through illusions, ergo, he can't see the mustache. >:)*

*He's the equivalent of an Archduke/Archdevil rn.*

Spawn casts dispel magic and goes back to his search. If I wasn't in a good mood, I'd have literally ripped your head off about that.

Okay, no more pranks today, Thirteen decides. He decides to go get himself in mortal peril by exploring the Waning Woods. YAY FOR PERIL!

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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.
#30978 Mar 22, 2022
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Spawn is looking for something.

Morbius is keeping watch over the Tavern.

Allison was talking to Desgiran, she waved at Spawn kindly.

Spawn narrows his eyes for a moment before going to back to his search.

She walks over to him and watches him "What are you doing?" she asked

"What does it look like?" Spawn says dryly without looking at Alison.

She shakes her head "I can not read minds" she said.

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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
#30980 Mar 22, 2022
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Frathian is drinking a beer, feeling like an idiot, and also feeling a sense of urgency to fix a problem that he doesn't know anything about. He sighs, trying to remember anything before waking up in the plane of mirrors. He beats his own head against the table. Muttering, "Mnedera, mnedera, mnedera!" or, "Think think think!"

Jim is stocking up on guns, keeping them in the shed out back where he sleeps. He steps back and puts his hand on his hips, a nervous smile on his face, admiring his collection. Since meeting Damien the first time he's begun collecting them. He now has a decent arsenal - four blunderbusses (blunderbi?) twelve flintlock pistols, five muskets, and his good old club, made out of a piece of a broken wood pallet, that he had had since first running from Xanathar. While he is afraid of bright lights and loud noises, he feels safer knowing he has the means to protect himself.

Tara is building another tiny matchstick sculpture, whistling Tu'ralu. It's nice, anybody who is affiliated or has had dealings with the Harpers near Waterdeep recognizes it as the Harper mission coordinator for that area, William Brythoby. She leans back in her chair, admiring her work, before lighting a match against her boot and setting it alight. As it burns, the sculpture changes positions, first onto its knees, then its hands and knees, before collapsing entirely into ashes.

A nearby tree falls down.

He jumps, grabs his club, and whirls around holding it like a baseball bat, eyes wide.

Sharlene is standing at the stump, rolling her arm over. "Man, I've been relaxing too much."

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#30981 Mar 22, 2022
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Frathian is drinking a beer, feeling like an idiot, and also feeling a sense of urgency to fix a problem that he doesn't know anything about. He sighs, trying to remember anything before waking up in the plane of mirrors. He beats his own head against the table. Muttering, "Mnedera, mnedera, mnedera!" or, "Think think think!"

Jim is stocking up on guns, keeping them in the shed out back where he sleeps. He steps back and puts his hand on his hips, a nervous smile on his face, admiring his collection. Since meeting Damien the first time he's begun collecting them. He now has a decent arsenal - four blunderbusses (blunderbi?) twelve flintlock pistols, five muskets, and his good old club, made out of a piece of a broken wood pallet, that he had had since first running from Xanathar. While he is afraid of bright lights and loud noises, he feels safer knowing he has the means to protect himself.

Tara is building another tiny matchstick sculpture, whistling Tu'ralu. It's nice, anybody who is affiliated or has had dealings with the Harpers near Waterdeep recognizes it as the Harper mission coordinator for that area, William Brythoby. She leans back in her chair, admiring her work, before lighting a match against her boot and setting it alight. As it burns, the sculpture changes positions, first onto its knees, then its hands and knees, before collapsing entirely into ashes.

A nearby tree falls down.

He jumps, grabs his club, and whirls around holding it like a baseball bat, eyes wide.

Sharlene is standing at the stump, rolling her arm over. "Man, I've been relaxing too much."

He lowers the club, "Jeez Sharlene, what're you doing out here?"

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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.

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"
#30982 Mar 22, 2022
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Spawn is looking for something.

Morbius is keeping watch over the Tavern.

Allison was talking to Desgiran, she waved at Spawn kindly.

Spawn narrows his eyes for a moment before going to back to his search.

She walks over to him and watches him "What are you doing?" she asked

"What does it look like?" Spawn says dryly without looking at Alison.

She shakes her head "I can not read minds" she said.

Spawn starts muttering about mortality before turning to look at her. "I am searching for something that I hid here a bit ago...but I can't find it."

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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?"
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When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
#30983 Mar 22, 2022
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They seem to continue watching, however not following

Allison sips her coffee then looks up at them "Are you coming?" she chirps.

They walk over slowly "Does it matter?"

"Well... you have something that's annoying you and that's bad, yes? Wouldn't it be better to talk about it?"

"This place annoys me. This trap. This mocking form Im in."

"Your form or the tavern?" she asked

"Both"

"Ah" she said, nodding her head and stirring in a bit of cream to her coffee "What about your form is displeasing to you"

"Its nothing of what I am. Small. Pathetic looking."

"What do you look like normally?"

"Nightmares. An incarnate of innate mortal fears, desires, and emotion"

"a devil??" she asked

"No. Far from it. I am Desgiran. I am individual."

"Well what are you in general, You said a manifestation of fears and desires but what are you."

"Desgiran. I do not fit into your categories such as 'devil' or 'demon'. Desgiran, and Desgiran only defines me"

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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
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#30984 Mar 22, 2022
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Spawn is looking for something.

Morbius is keeping watch over the Tavern.

Allison was talking to Desgiran, she waved at Spawn kindly.

Spawn narrows his eyes for a moment before going to back to his search.

She walks over to him and watches him "What are you doing?" she asked

"What does it look like?" Spawn says dryly without looking at Alison.

She shakes her head "I can not read minds" she said.

Spawn starts muttering about mortality before turning to look at her. "I am searching for something that I hid here a bit ago...but I can't find it."

"Anything i may do to help?" she asked, tilting her head

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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
#30985 Mar 22, 2022
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Frathian is drinking a beer, feeling like an idiot, and also feeling a sense of urgency to fix a problem that he doesn't know anything about. He sighs, trying to remember anything before waking up in the plane of mirrors. He beats his own head against the table. Muttering, "Mnedera, mnedera, mnedera!" or, "Think think think!"

Jim is stocking up on guns, keeping them in the shed out back where he sleeps. He steps back and puts his hand on his hips, a nervous smile on his face, admiring his collection. Since meeting Damien the first time he's begun collecting them. He now has a decent arsenal - four blunderbusses (blunderbi?) twelve flintlock pistols, five muskets, and his good old club, made out of a piece of a broken wood pallet, that he had had since first running from Xanathar. While he is afraid of bright lights and loud noises, he feels safer knowing he has the means to protect himself.

Tara is building another tiny matchstick sculpture, whistling Tu'ralu. It's nice, anybody who is affiliated or has had dealings with the Harpers near Waterdeep recognizes it as the Harper mission coordinator for that area, William Brythoby. She leans back in her chair, admiring her work, before lighting a match against her boot and setting it alight. As it burns, the sculpture changes positions, first onto its knees, then its hands and knees, before collapsing entirely into ashes.

A nearby tree falls down.

He jumps, grabs his club, and whirls around holding it like a baseball bat, eyes wide.

Sharlene is standing at the stump, rolling her arm over. "Man, I've been relaxing too much."

He lowers the club, "Jeez Sharlene, what're you doing out here?"

She looked up. "Oh, hey. I'm just working out."

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#30986 Mar 22, 2022
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Kharrashim goes inside, he's bored.

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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.
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