Sharlene (by the power of Time WarpingTM!) gives her a small wave. "What's wrong with you?"
"Nothings really wrong. Just didnt trance much last night"
"Ah. Want some coffee?"
"Thatd be nice..." *Passive insight?*
*19*
"Alright, come on, sit down. How do ya like it?"
Her eyes are very slightly bloodshot, and parts of her face red. She was likely upset about something last night "Usually just however I can get it"
Sharlene takes note of how she looks. "Still, though. Any preferences?"
She thinks a few moments "Usually with cream, no sugar"
"Alright." She gets some coffee, made via the way said, and handed to her. "Now, what's actually wrong?"
"What do you mean?" She takes a sip
"You know what I mean. Don't dance around the question."
"No, I really dont..."
Sharlene stared at her, sitting down and leaning on her hand, tapping a finger impatiently.
Insight: 27
She doesnt seem to actually know what shes talking about, seeming to be trying to move on from whatever happened
"Hey. Look at me. What happened?"
She looks her in the eyes "When are you refering to?"
"Whatever got you like this."
"I really dont understand what you mean by 'like this'... Tired?"
"Look at ya reflection in something."
She forms a mirror in her hand "Oh... Last night I... was remembering something"
"Remembering what?"
"... It was the anniversary of the day my mother died"
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Frathian is working on a new spell, faint ethereal musical notes can be heard from the library.
Jim is still spooked, he's hiding in the shed now, keeping a careful eye on a peephole he's carved into the now-barred door.
Tara is cleaning her weapons, preparing herself for whatever job Atemos has for her.
Zephyr watched tara from behind her
She jumps when she notices his shadow behind her. "Jeez man," she says, chuckling, "You don't need ta sneak up on me like that. What can I do for you?"
He hands her another bottle.
Her attention is grabbed by it, but she waves it off at first, "Thanks mate, but I don't have any money." she says
"noooo casssssh neeeded" he hoarsly whispered
She's really craving it. After he finishes the word 'cash' she already has it out of his hands and is staring at it greedily. Then she notices how creepy that looked and nervously chuckles and says, "Thanks mate."
He chuckled and disappeared again
She knocks back the memory
This one was very different. It was a dark one, a one of her worst and most fearful day.
She clutches her stomach and falls on her hands and knees, remembering a job that went bad. Two of her friends died, she only escaped by hiding under one's dead body for hours. She could barely contain her tears then and she can barely contain them now.
She could fell the bodies above her, the sound of war around her was deafining.
She threw the body off of her and took a shot at the nearest guard, screaming in rage. She then threw the crossbow and stood up, grabbing her shortsword and shouting, fury and grief wild in her eyes. "WHICH ONE OF YOU [GP] KILLED HIM?!"
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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.
Frathian is working on a new spell, faint ethereal musical notes can be heard from the library.
Jim is still spooked, he's hiding in the shed now, keeping a careful eye on a peephole he's carved into the now-barred door.
Tara is cleaning her weapons, preparing herself for whatever job Atemos has for her.
*HAHAHA, TIME WARP GO BRRRRRR*
Sharlene walked out to the shed. "Scaredy cat, ya out here somewhere?"
"Y-yes." she can hear faintly, muffled by the door between them.
She walked up to the door. "Why are you in there?"
"Y-you know. T-the Demon s-salesman."
Her mood change is noticeable, even with the limited sight. She seems a bit angrier. "Oh, he bother you again?"
"...no. Just t-the one time."
"Can you tell me why he got you so riled up before now?"
He takes a deep breath "Okay. He set a bottle on the table labeled Skiggaret. Assuming that the bottles contain memories, that means that this guy has either seen or been in contact with Skiggaret. It doesn't matter really, to associate oneself with him in any way is an abomination to me race. By tradition, I either have ta kill him or... die meself."
"Well, he somehow had my memories, and I ain't seen him before, so there's a chance he hasn't been in contact with Skiggaret. Who is Skiggaret, by the way?"
He says it in a hushed whisper, that Sharlene notices he's been using every time he says the name. "Bugbear spirit of fear." he says, hastily, as if pulling off a bandage.
She thinks about it for a moment. "Uh-huh. And?"
He pauses for a moment. "Y-you don't understand. H-he possesses us w-whenever we're f-forced to act in a f-fearful way. T-to run. T-to be cowardly. I h-have enough issues with that on my own."
"I know that. So, why do you have to kill him for that? Does this Skiggaret have a physical form?"
"N-no, but he's an abomination. It's l-law."
She rubbed her temples. "So, you technically aren't a part of bugbear society, yet you still follow their laws?"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Frathian is working on a new spell, faint ethereal musical notes can be heard from the library.
Jim is still spooked, he's hiding in the shed now, keeping a careful eye on a peephole he's carved into the now-barred door.
Tara is cleaning her weapons, preparing herself for whatever job Atemos has for her.
Zephyr watched tara from behind her
She jumps when she notices his shadow behind her. "Jeez man," she says, chuckling, "You don't need ta sneak up on me like that. What can I do for you?"
He hands her another bottle.
Her attention is grabbed by it, but she waves it off at first, "Thanks mate, but I don't have any money." she says
"noooo casssssh neeeded" he hoarsly whispered
She's really craving it. After he finishes the word 'cash' she already has it out of his hands and is staring at it greedily. Then she notices how creepy that looked and nervously chuckles and says, "Thanks mate."
He chuckled and disappeared again
She knocks back the memory
This one was very different. It was a dark one, a one of her worst and most fearful day.
She clutches her stomach and falls on her hands and knees, remembering a job that went bad. Two of her friends died, she only escaped by hiding under one's dead body for hours. She could barely contain her tears then and she can barely contain them now.
She could fell the bodies above her, the sound of war around her was deafining.
She threw the body off of her and took a shot at the nearest guard, screaming in rage. She then threw the crossbow and stood up, grabbing her shortsword and shouting, fury and grief wild in her eyes. "WHICH ONE OF YOU [GP] KILLED HIM?!"
Except, she's not really in Mortenspiel Castle, (where the job went bad) she's in the tavern, and just shot at and threatened its patrons.
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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.
Frathian is working on a new spell, faint ethereal musical notes can be heard from the library.
Jim is still spooked, he's hiding in the shed now, keeping a careful eye on a peephole he's carved into the now-barred door.
Tara is cleaning her weapons, preparing herself for whatever job Atemos has for her.
Zephyr watched tara from behind her
She jumps when she notices his shadow behind her. "Jeez man," she says, chuckling, "You don't need ta sneak up on me like that. What can I do for you?"
He hands her another bottle.
Her attention is grabbed by it, but she waves it off at first, "Thanks mate, but I don't have any money." she says
"noooo casssssh neeeded" he hoarsly whispered
She's really craving it. After he finishes the word 'cash' she already has it out of his hands and is staring at it greedily. Then she notices how creepy that looked and nervously chuckles and says, "Thanks mate."
He chuckled and disappeared again
She knocks back the memory
This one was very different. It was a dark one, a one of her worst and most fearful day.
She clutches her stomach and falls on her hands and knees, remembering a job that went bad. Two of her friends died, she only escaped by hiding under one's dead body for hours. She could barely contain her tears then and she can barely contain them now.
She could fell the bodies above her, the sound of war around her was deafining.
She threw the body off of her and took a shot at the nearest guard, screaming in rage. She then threw the crossbow and stood up, grabbing her shortsword and shouting, fury and grief wild in her eyes. "WHICH ONE OF YOU [GP] KILLED HIM?!"
Zephyr chuckled, watching her like a devilish guardian.
Ares points at a corner where Theren is playing his guitar.
She looked at him. "Alright, I'll go see what's up. See ya around, kid." She knocked him one final time on the head and went to walk over to Theren.
Theren is completely absorbed in his music and doesn't notice her.
She walks up and stops his playing by laying a hand on the strings, essentially disrupting it all. "Hey, your kid says you got a problem, what kinda problem?"
Theren looks up and frowns. "Ares?"
"Yeah." She jammed a thumb back to where Ares is.
Theren glares at Ares before setting his guitar down. "Look Ares has been saying I need 'help' and it's just him trying to set me up with someone."
She looked back at Ares, giving him an angry look. "So that's his game? Guess he wanted revenge for his nose being broken, then. Kids are annoying sometimes."
"Yes they can be, but he's been doing this a long time."
She sighed, looking back at Theren. "So there isn't actually a problem?"
"Nope. Whats your name by the way?"
"Sharlene. Well, if there isn't a problem, I'll go and drink or something."
"Well nice meeting you I suppose."
She waved behind her as she walked to the bar. She also shot Ares a look as she passed by him.
Ares is laughing like crazy
"Kid, you do realize we're in the tavern, right? That means you can't take physical damage, but you can still feel things." She lets him attempt to process her meaning.
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Samuel walks over to Enethia carrying some fireworks.
"Hello"
"Hi, I was wondering if you know a safe place to set these off." Samuel says in a timid voice.
*Need des of Samuel?"
*Please* "Perhaps the roof, if you have a way up. Who are you?"
*Samuel is a 22 year old human. He has messy brown hair, is 5'8", wears black clothing, with a crossbow on his back and a shortsword on his hip. His hands usually have gunpowder on them.*
"My names Samuel. Whats yours?"
"You can call me Enethia"
"N-nice to meet you." Samuel says looking worried.
"Same to you... What are you worried about?"
"I got paralyzed by some lady who cares a lot about nature. And between you and me I'm terrified of her."
She tilts her head "Whats their name?"
"I-i dont know."
"Can you describe them?"
Samuel shakes his head no.
"Why not?"
"I cant remember."
"Could you point them out if you saw them?"
"Maybe...Im not looking for trouble though!" Samuel says in a panic.
"I understand. Id just like to understand their perspective"
Samuel walks over to Enethia carrying some fireworks.
"Hello"
"Hi, I was wondering if you know a safe place to set these off." Samuel says in a timid voice.
*Need des of Samuel?"
*Please* "Perhaps the roof, if you have a way up. Who are you?"
*Samuel is a 22 year old human. He has messy brown hair, is 5'8", wears black clothing, with a crossbow on his back and a shortsword on his hip. His hands usually have gunpowder on them.*
"My names Samuel. Whats yours?"
"You can call me Enethia"
"N-nice to meet you." Samuel says looking worried.
"Same to you... What are you worried about?"
"I got paralyzed by some lady who cares a lot about nature. And between you and me I'm terrified of her."
She tilts her head "Whats their name?"
"I-i dont know."
"Can you describe them?"
Samuel shakes his head no.
"Why not?"
"I cant remember."
"Could you point them out if you saw them?"
"Maybe...Im not looking for trouble though!" Samuel says in a panic.
"I understand. Id just like to understand their perspective"
"Ok."
"Could you try to point them out?"
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Ares points at a corner where Theren is playing his guitar.
She looked at him. "Alright, I'll go see what's up. See ya around, kid." She knocked him one final time on the head and went to walk over to Theren.
Theren is completely absorbed in his music and doesn't notice her.
She walks up and stops his playing by laying a hand on the strings, essentially disrupting it all. "Hey, your kid says you got a problem, what kinda problem?"
Theren looks up and frowns. "Ares?"
"Yeah." She jammed a thumb back to where Ares is.
Theren glares at Ares before setting his guitar down. "Look Ares has been saying I need 'help' and it's just him trying to set me up with someone."
She looked back at Ares, giving him an angry look. "So that's his game? Guess he wanted revenge for his nose being broken, then. Kids are annoying sometimes."
"Yes they can be, but he's been doing this a long time."
She sighed, looking back at Theren. "So there isn't actually a problem?"
"Nope. Whats your name by the way?"
"Sharlene. Well, if there isn't a problem, I'll go and drink or something."
"Well nice meeting you I suppose."
She waved behind her as she walked to the bar. She also shot Ares a look as she passed by him.
Ares is laughing like crazy
"Kid, you do realize we're in the tavern, right? That means you can't take physical damage, but you can still feel things." She lets him attempt to process her meaning.
Sharlene (by the power of Time WarpingTM!) gives her a small wave. "What's wrong with you?"
"Nothings really wrong. Just didnt trance much last night"
"Ah. Want some coffee?"
"Thatd be nice..." *Passive insight?*
*19*
"Alright, come on, sit down. How do ya like it?"
Her eyes are very slightly bloodshot, and parts of her face red. She was likely upset about something last night "Usually just however I can get it"
Sharlene takes note of how she looks. "Still, though. Any preferences?"
She thinks a few moments "Usually with cream, no sugar"
"Alright." She gets some coffee, made via the way said, and handed to her. "Now, what's actually wrong?"
"What do you mean?" She takes a sip
"You know what I mean. Don't dance around the question."
"No, I really dont..."
Sharlene stared at her, sitting down and leaning on her hand, tapping a finger impatiently.
Insight: 27
She doesnt seem to actually know what shes talking about, seeming to be trying to move on from whatever happened
"Hey. Look at me. What happened?"
She looks her in the eyes "When are you refering to?"
"Whatever got you like this."
"I really dont understand what you mean by 'like this'... Tired?"
"Look at ya reflection in something."
She forms a mirror in her hand "Oh... Last night I... was remembering something"
"Remembering what?"
"... It was the anniversary of the day my mother died"
"My condolences. That all?"
She nods
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Frathian is working on a new spell, faint ethereal musical notes can be heard from the library.
Jim is still spooked, he's hiding in the shed now, keeping a careful eye on a peephole he's carved into the now-barred door.
Tara is cleaning her weapons, preparing herself for whatever job Atemos has for her.
*HAHAHA, TIME WARP GO BRRRRRR*
Sharlene walked out to the shed. "Scaredy cat, ya out here somewhere?"
"Y-yes." she can hear faintly, muffled by the door between them.
She walked up to the door. "Why are you in there?"
"Y-you know. T-the Demon s-salesman."
Her mood change is noticeable, even with the limited sight. She seems a bit angrier. "Oh, he bother you again?"
"...no. Just t-the one time."
"Can you tell me why he got you so riled up before now?"
He takes a deep breath "Okay. He set a bottle on the table labeled Skiggaret. Assuming that the bottles contain memories, that means that this guy has either seen or been in contact with Skiggaret. It doesn't matter really, to associate oneself with him in any way is an abomination to me race. By tradition, I either have ta kill him or... die meself."
"Well, he somehow had my memories, and I ain't seen him before, so there's a chance he hasn't been in contact with Skiggaret. Who is Skiggaret, by the way?"
He says it in a hushed whisper, that Sharlene notices he's been using every time he says the name. "Bugbear spirit of fear." he says, hastily, as if pulling off a bandage.
She thinks about it for a moment. "Uh-huh. And?"
He pauses for a moment. "Y-you don't understand. H-he possesses us w-whenever we're f-forced to act in a f-fearful way. T-to run. T-to be cowardly. I h-have enough issues with that on my own."
"I know that. So, why do you have to kill him for that? Does this Skiggaret have a physical form?"
"N-no, but he's an abomination. It's l-law."
She rubbed her temples. "So, you technically aren't a part of bugbear society, yet you still follow their laws?"
*Hard to explain, its more a religious thing for him than anything. He doesn't view his gods as things that are just there. He views them as divine entities who deserve worship.*
"...yes"
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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.
Samuel walks over to Enethia carrying some fireworks.
"Hello"
"Hi, I was wondering if you know a safe place to set these off." Samuel says in a timid voice.
*Need des of Samuel?"
*Please* "Perhaps the roof, if you have a way up. Who are you?"
*Samuel is a 22 year old human. He has messy brown hair, is 5'8", wears black clothing, with a crossbow on his back and a shortsword on his hip. His hands usually have gunpowder on them.*
"My names Samuel. Whats yours?"
"You can call me Enethia"
"N-nice to meet you." Samuel says looking worried.
"Same to you... What are you worried about?"
"I got paralyzed by some lady who cares a lot about nature. And between you and me I'm terrified of her."
She tilts her head "Whats their name?"
"I-i dont know."
"Can you describe them?"
Samuel shakes his head no.
"Why not?"
"I cant remember."
"Could you point them out if you saw them?"
"Maybe...Im not looking for trouble though!" Samuel says in a panic.
"I understand. Id just like to understand their perspective"
Samuel walks over to Enethia carrying some fireworks.
"Hello"
"Hi, I was wondering if you know a safe place to set these off." Samuel says in a timid voice.
*Need des of Samuel?"
*Please* "Perhaps the roof, if you have a way up. Who are you?"
*Samuel is a 22 year old human. He has messy brown hair, is 5'8", wears black clothing, with a crossbow on his back and a shortsword on his hip. His hands usually have gunpowder on them.*
"My names Samuel. Whats yours?"
"You can call me Enethia"
"N-nice to meet you." Samuel says looking worried.
"Same to you... What are you worried about?"
"I got paralyzed by some lady who cares a lot about nature. And between you and me I'm terrified of her."
She tilts her head "Whats their name?"
"I-i dont know."
"Can you describe them?"
Samuel shakes his head no.
"Why not?"
"I cant remember."
"Could you point them out if you saw them?"
"Maybe...Im not looking for trouble though!" Samuel says in a panic.
"I understand. Id just like to understand their perspective"
Ares points at a corner where Theren is playing his guitar.
She looked at him. "Alright, I'll go see what's up. See ya around, kid." She knocked him one final time on the head and went to walk over to Theren.
Theren is completely absorbed in his music and doesn't notice her.
She walks up and stops his playing by laying a hand on the strings, essentially disrupting it all. "Hey, your kid says you got a problem, what kinda problem?"
Theren looks up and frowns. "Ares?"
"Yeah." She jammed a thumb back to where Ares is.
Theren glares at Ares before setting his guitar down. "Look Ares has been saying I need 'help' and it's just him trying to set me up with someone."
She looked back at Ares, giving him an angry look. "So that's his game? Guess he wanted revenge for his nose being broken, then. Kids are annoying sometimes."
"Yes they can be, but he's been doing this a long time."
She sighed, looking back at Theren. "So there isn't actually a problem?"
"Nope. Whats your name by the way?"
"Sharlene. Well, if there isn't a problem, I'll go and drink or something."
"Well nice meeting you I suppose."
She waved behind her as she walked to the bar. She also shot Ares a look as she passed by him.
Ares is laughing like crazy
"Kid, you do realize we're in the tavern, right? That means you can't take physical damage, but you can still feel things." She lets him attempt to process her meaning.
"Dont care." Ares says still laughing.
She walks over and conks him on the head, hard but not hard enough to put him in excruciating pain.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Samuel walks over to Enethia carrying some fireworks.
"Hello"
"Hi, I was wondering if you know a safe place to set these off." Samuel says in a timid voice.
*Need des of Samuel?"
*Please* "Perhaps the roof, if you have a way up. Who are you?"
*Samuel is a 22 year old human. He has messy brown hair, is 5'8", wears black clothing, with a crossbow on his back and a shortsword on his hip. His hands usually have gunpowder on them.*
"My names Samuel. Whats yours?"
"You can call me Enethia"
"N-nice to meet you." Samuel says looking worried.
"Same to you... What are you worried about?"
"I got paralyzed by some lady who cares a lot about nature. And between you and me I'm terrified of her."
She tilts her head "Whats their name?"
"I-i dont know."
"Can you describe them?"
Samuel shakes his head no.
"Why not?"
"I cant remember."
"Could you point them out if you saw them?"
"Maybe...Im not looking for trouble though!" Samuel says in a panic.
"I understand. Id just like to understand their perspective"
Samuel walks over to Enethia carrying some fireworks.
"Hello"
"Hi, I was wondering if you know a safe place to set these off." Samuel says in a timid voice.
*Need des of Samuel?"
*Please* "Perhaps the roof, if you have a way up. Who are you?"
*Samuel is a 22 year old human. He has messy brown hair, is 5'8", wears black clothing, with a crossbow on his back and a shortsword on his hip. His hands usually have gunpowder on them.*
"My names Samuel. Whats yours?"
"You can call me Enethia"
"N-nice to meet you." Samuel says looking worried.
"Same to you... What are you worried about?"
"I got paralyzed by some lady who cares a lot about nature. And between you and me I'm terrified of her."
She tilts her head "Whats their name?"
"I-i dont know."
"Can you describe them?"
Samuel shakes his head no.
"Why not?"
"I cant remember."
"Could you point them out if you saw them?"
"Maybe...Im not looking for trouble though!" Samuel says in a panic.
"I understand. Id just like to understand their perspective"
"Ok."
"Could you try to point them out?"
"Ok." Samuel looks around the tavern for the lady
*Who was it?*
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Ares points at a corner where Theren is playing his guitar.
She looked at him. "Alright, I'll go see what's up. See ya around, kid." She knocked him one final time on the head and went to walk over to Theren.
Theren is completely absorbed in his music and doesn't notice her.
She walks up and stops his playing by laying a hand on the strings, essentially disrupting it all. "Hey, your kid says you got a problem, what kinda problem?"
Theren looks up and frowns. "Ares?"
"Yeah." She jammed a thumb back to where Ares is.
Theren glares at Ares before setting his guitar down. "Look Ares has been saying I need 'help' and it's just him trying to set me up with someone."
She looked back at Ares, giving him an angry look. "So that's his game? Guess he wanted revenge for his nose being broken, then. Kids are annoying sometimes."
"Yes they can be, but he's been doing this a long time."
She sighed, looking back at Theren. "So there isn't actually a problem?"
"Nope. Whats your name by the way?"
"Sharlene. Well, if there isn't a problem, I'll go and drink or something."
"Well nice meeting you I suppose."
She waved behind her as she walked to the bar. She also shot Ares a look as she passed by him.
Ares is laughing like crazy
"Kid, you do realize we're in the tavern, right? That means you can't take physical damage, but you can still feel things." She lets him attempt to process her meaning.
"Dont care." Ares says still laughing.
She walks over and conks him on the head, hard but not hard enough to put him in excruciating pain.
Samuel walks over to Enethia carrying some fireworks.
"Hello"
"Hi, I was wondering if you know a safe place to set these off." Samuel says in a timid voice.
*Need des of Samuel?"
*Please* "Perhaps the roof, if you have a way up. Who are you?"
*Samuel is a 22 year old human. He has messy brown hair, is 5'8", wears black clothing, with a crossbow on his back and a shortsword on his hip. His hands usually have gunpowder on them.*
"My names Samuel. Whats yours?"
"You can call me Enethia"
"N-nice to meet you." Samuel says looking worried.
"Same to you... What are you worried about?"
"I got paralyzed by some lady who cares a lot about nature. And between you and me I'm terrified of her."
She tilts her head "Whats their name?"
"I-i dont know."
"Can you describe them?"
Samuel shakes his head no.
"Why not?"
"I cant remember."
"Could you point them out if you saw them?"
"Maybe...Im not looking for trouble though!" Samuel says in a panic.
"I understand. Id just like to understand their perspective"
Samuel walks over to Enethia carrying some fireworks.
"Hello"
"Hi, I was wondering if you know a safe place to set these off." Samuel says in a timid voice.
*Need des of Samuel?"
*Please* "Perhaps the roof, if you have a way up. Who are you?"
*Samuel is a 22 year old human. He has messy brown hair, is 5'8", wears black clothing, with a crossbow on his back and a shortsword on his hip. His hands usually have gunpowder on them.*
"My names Samuel. Whats yours?"
"You can call me Enethia"
"N-nice to meet you." Samuel says looking worried.
"Same to you... What are you worried about?"
"I got paralyzed by some lady who cares a lot about nature. And between you and me I'm terrified of her."
She tilts her head "Whats their name?"
"I-i dont know."
"Can you describe them?"
Samuel shakes his head no.
"Why not?"
"I cant remember."
"Could you point them out if you saw them?"
"Maybe...Im not looking for trouble though!" Samuel says in a panic.
"I understand. Id just like to understand their perspective"
Sharlene (by the power of Time WarpingTM!) gives her a small wave. "What's wrong with you?"
"Nothings really wrong. Just didnt trance much last night"
"Ah. Want some coffee?"
"Thatd be nice..." *Passive insight?*
*19*
"Alright, come on, sit down. How do ya like it?"
Her eyes are very slightly bloodshot, and parts of her face red. She was likely upset about something last night "Usually just however I can get it"
Sharlene takes note of how she looks. "Still, though. Any preferences?"
She thinks a few moments "Usually with cream, no sugar"
"Alright." She gets some coffee, made via the way said, and handed to her. "Now, what's actually wrong?"
"What do you mean?" She takes a sip
"You know what I mean. Don't dance around the question."
"No, I really dont..."
Sharlene stared at her, sitting down and leaning on her hand, tapping a finger impatiently.
Insight: 27
She doesnt seem to actually know what shes talking about, seeming to be trying to move on from whatever happened
"Hey. Look at me. What happened?"
She looks her in the eyes "When are you refering to?"
"Whatever got you like this."
"I really dont understand what you mean by 'like this'... Tired?"
"Look at ya reflection in something."
She forms a mirror in her hand "Oh... Last night I... was remembering something"
"Remembering what?"
"... It was the anniversary of the day my mother died"
"My condolences. That all?"
She nods
"Uh-huh. Whatcha wanna do now?"
"Unsure. Im thinking about doing some practice"
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Samuel walks over to Enethia carrying some fireworks.
"Hello"
"Hi, I was wondering if you know a safe place to set these off." Samuel says in a timid voice.
*Need des of Samuel?"
*Please* "Perhaps the roof, if you have a way up. Who are you?"
*Samuel is a 22 year old human. He has messy brown hair, is 5'8", wears black clothing, with a crossbow on his back and a shortsword on his hip. His hands usually have gunpowder on them.*
"My names Samuel. Whats yours?"
"You can call me Enethia"
"N-nice to meet you." Samuel says looking worried.
"Same to you... What are you worried about?"
"I got paralyzed by some lady who cares a lot about nature. And between you and me I'm terrified of her."
She tilts her head "Whats their name?"
"I-i dont know."
"Can you describe them?"
Samuel shakes his head no.
"Why not?"
"I cant remember."
"Could you point them out if you saw them?"
"Maybe...Im not looking for trouble though!" Samuel says in a panic.
"I understand. Id just like to understand their perspective"
Samuel walks over to Enethia carrying some fireworks.
"Hello"
"Hi, I was wondering if you know a safe place to set these off." Samuel says in a timid voice.
*Need des of Samuel?"
*Please* "Perhaps the roof, if you have a way up. Who are you?"
*Samuel is a 22 year old human. He has messy brown hair, is 5'8", wears black clothing, with a crossbow on his back and a shortsword on his hip. His hands usually have gunpowder on them.*
"My names Samuel. Whats yours?"
"You can call me Enethia"
"N-nice to meet you." Samuel says looking worried.
"Same to you... What are you worried about?"
"I got paralyzed by some lady who cares a lot about nature. And between you and me I'm terrified of her."
She tilts her head "Whats their name?"
"I-i dont know."
"Can you describe them?"
Samuel shakes his head no.
"Why not?"
"I cant remember."
"Could you point them out if you saw them?"
"Maybe...Im not looking for trouble though!" Samuel says in a panic.
"I understand. Id just like to understand their perspective"
"Ok."
"Could you try to point them out?"
"Ok." Samuel looks around the tavern for the lady
*Who was it?*
Samuel points at Allison. "Her. It was her."
"Allison? Really?" She seems surprised
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"... It was the anniversary of the day my mother died"
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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*It a good thing hehe*
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 threw the body off of her and took a shot at the nearest guard, screaming in rage. She then threw the crossbow and stood up, grabbing her shortsword and shouting, fury and grief wild in her eyes. "WHICH ONE OF YOU [GP] KILLED HIM?!"
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 rubbed her temples. "So, you technically aren't a part of bugbear society, yet you still follow their laws?"
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.
Except, she's not really in Mortenspiel Castle, (where the job went bad) she's in the tavern, and just shot at and threatened its patrons.
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"
Zephyr chuckled, watching her like a devilish guardian.
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
"Kid, you do realize we're in the tavern, right? That means you can't take physical damage, but you can still feel things." She lets him attempt to process her meaning.
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.
"Could you try to point them out?"
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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"Dont care." Ares says still laughing.
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"My condolences. That all?"
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.
She nods
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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*Hard to explain, its more a religious thing for him than anything. He doesn't view his gods as things that are just there. He views them as divine entities who deserve worship.*
"...yes"
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"
"Ok." Samuel looks around the tavern for the lady
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She walks over and conks him on the head, hard but not hard enough to put him in excruciating pain.
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.
*Who was it?*
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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"OW! What was that for?!"
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"Uh-huh. Whatcha wanna do now?"
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.
Samuel points at Allison. "Her. It was her."
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"Unsure. Im thinking about doing some practice"
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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"Allison? Really?" She seems surprised
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)