Enethia has begun muttering or chanting something to herself quietly
Theren walks over to her and sits down. "E? You ok?"
She nods, continuing her chanting
Theren patiently waits for her to be done.
She keeps chanting for over a few minutes...
While waiting Theren pulls out a small book and flips through it staring at the pencil drawings.
E will also look at the drawings
There is a drawing of Theren with his old party which consisted of two tieflings, two dwarfs, an elf, and a human. In the drawing he is currently looking at they are sitting near a fire. Three glowing orbs are visible in the background.
Enethia has begun muttering or chanting something to herself quietly
Theren walks over to her and sits down. "E? You ok?"
She nods, continuing her chanting
Theren patiently waits for her to be done.
She keeps chanting for over a few minutes...
While waiting Theren pulls out a small book and flips through it staring at the pencil drawings.
E will also look at the drawings
There is a drawing of Theren with his old party which consisted of two tieflings, two dwarfs, an elf, and a human. In the drawing he is currently looking at they are sitting near a fire. Three glowing orbs are visible in the background.
She tilts her head slightly, pointing to the orbs
"The Silent One." Theren says.
He gets a voiceless telepathy in his mind Thats what they look Like?
Only the eyes
I see...
The rest of the Silent One is as equally terrifying
Youve seen the rest?
Theren nods and flips to a page where the Silent One is in full view. It is about 7 feet tall, a pearl white, and has two horns on the top of its head. There is no mouth. That is what it looks like. It tracked us through the Whispering Woods and killed Sister Cavernsfall. It called me something I still don't understand without a mouth.
(Hmm.... Strange)
Theren looks a bit terrified while looking at the picture
E flips to a random page (Calm. Youre safe)
Theren stares at the page she flipped to. It shows Theren and his party staring at a dark inky blackness with their weapons drawn. (I am not safe E. The cultist is part of the silent clan. I have reason to believe the Silent One is here.)
(And even if they are? The tavern is safe. You cant be hurt here.)
(I can't hide here forever.... I'm not a coward. Anyways I wanted to ask you something)
(What is it?)
(I don't think my past was real. The cultist called me something. The Carver of Dreams.)
(Carver of dreams? Does that mean anything to you?)
(No, but I've been having these dreams that don't seem like dreams. More like memories I don't remember)
(... So they may have replaced your memories?)
(Thats what I think but what if I worked for the Nameless God....)
(Then... Would you regret that now?)
Theren nods. (How many people have I killed and not know it?) Theren puts his hands over his ears and shuts his eyes trying to block out all noise and things he can see.
(Then all that matters now is that you regret it. That you arent that person anymore)
(I still am that person. That was my past so it was me......)
She shakes her head (People change. The past isnt your future)
(I dont remember my true past!)
(And that doesnt have to matter. Focus on the present. The present is what matters)
Theren lets out a strangled sob. (Who have I hurt? What if I kill someone now because my old self comes back?)
(Then youll have friends to help stop you)
(They can't be here all the time.)
(Well... I for one am here most of the time. The tavern is my home)
Theren has taken his hands down from his ears and are now staring at them. (I can't risk people being in danger)
(Then what do you plan on doing about it?)
(Lock myself in my room and die there. Thats my current plan)
(Theren, no. Think logically. Dying wont do any good for anyone. You have a son. What would happen to him?)
(I've already asked someone to take care of him if I die.) Theren stands up. (Can we talk more about this tomorrow?)
(... Fine. But I better see you down here tomorrow)
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Soldaer walks towards the cabinet, and starts looking through the bottles. "Atlanta? Never heard of that place." Soldaer says as he continues looking through the bottles. "Ah ha! There it is!"
Soldaer pulls a couple bottles out, and two glasses. "This one," He lifts the bottle in his left hand "is one of the best vintages I have: 1658, definitely one of the best years for Feywine from my people. And this one," He lifts the other bottle, "is a bottle of the finest Aelinthran (pronounced ale-INTH-ran) whiskeys in my stock for when you've had enough of the Feywine."
"Well, thanks for treating me after everything thats happened." Avery grins, sitting down at a table
*Afternoon Y'all!*
*FYI y'all, Soldaer's room is magically warded against scrying, and he does know if there's telepathic conversations happening inside it, although he doesn't know the content. Soldaer enjoys his privacy after all, and with so many valuable items in his room (although most are hidden), he doesn't want people knowing where everything is.*
"It's my pleasure," Soldaer says, sitting down across from Avery. "After all, it seems like we got off on the wrong foot, so to speak. You seem like a nice kid, when you aren't stealing from my friends, that is." Soldaer chuckles lightly. "Anyways, after all that happened, especially the whole almost dying thing." Soldaer grows quiet for a second. "Egrien honestly didn't mean to hurt you. We have no such vehicles in our world, and so you aimed for the wheels, hoping it would stop the vehicle without causing you harm."
Soldaer brightens back up though. "Anyways, enough about the past. What's done is done, and we can't undo it. We can only move forward and look ahead." As he's talking, he opens the bottle of Feywine and pours some into each glass. He then hands one to Avery. "Here's to new beginnings," he says with a smile.
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)
Soldaer walks towards the cabinet, and starts looking through the bottles. "Atlanta? Never heard of that place." Soldaer says as he continues looking through the bottles. "Ah ha! There it is!"
Soldaer pulls a couple bottles out, and two glasses. "This one," He lifts the bottle in his left hand "is one of the best vintages I have: 1658, definitely one of the best years for Feywine from my people. And this one," He lifts the other bottle, "is a bottle of the finest Aelinthran (pronounced ale-INTH-ran) whiskeys in my stock for when you've had enough of the Feywine."
"Well, thanks for treating me after everything thats happened." Avery grins, sitting down at a table
*Afternoon Y'all!*
*FYI y'all, Soldaer's room is magically warded against scrying, and he does know if there's telepathic conversations happening inside it, although he doesn't know the content. Soldaer enjoys his privacy after all, and with so many valuable items in his room (although most are hidden), he doesn't want people knowing where everything is.*.
*The scrying thong is already blocked by the rules on page 1*
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*If the warding on Soldaer's room is too much, let me know, and I'll downgrade it to just scrying.*
*Theres a lot of automatic warding in the rules. Id recommend checking it out*
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Soldaer walks towards the cabinet, and starts looking through the bottles. "Atlanta? Never heard of that place." Soldaer says as he continues looking through the bottles. "Ah ha! There it is!"
Soldaer pulls a couple bottles out, and two glasses. "This one," He lifts the bottle in his left hand "is one of the best vintages I have: 1658, definitely one of the best years for Feywine from my people. And this one," He lifts the other bottle, "is a bottle of the finest Aelinthran (pronounced ale-INTH-ran) whiskeys in my stock for when you've had enough of the Feywine."
"Well, thanks for treating me after everything thats happened." Avery grins, sitting down at a table
*Afternoon Y'all!*
*FYI y'all, Soldaer's room is magically warded against scrying, and he does know if there's telepathic conversations happening inside it, although he doesn't know the content. Soldaer enjoys his privacy after all, and with so many valuable items in his room (although most are hidden), he doesn't want people knowing where everything is.*.
*The scrying thong is already blocked by the rules on page 1*
*alright then. I read them, but must've forgotten that bit, lol*
Soldaer walks towards the cabinet, and starts looking through the bottles. "Atlanta? Never heard of that place." Soldaer says as he continues looking through the bottles. "Ah ha! There it is!"
Soldaer pulls a couple bottles out, and two glasses. "This one," He lifts the bottle in his left hand "is one of the best vintages I have: 1658, definitely one of the best years for Feywine from my people. And this one," He lifts the other bottle, "is a bottle of the finest Aelinthran (pronounced ale-INTH-ran) whiskeys in my stock for when you've had enough of the Feywine."
"Well, thanks for treating me after everything thats happened." Avery grins, sitting down at a table
*Afternoon Y'all!*
*FYI y'all, Soldaer's room is magically warded against scrying, and he does know if there's telepathic conversations happening inside it, although he doesn't know the content. Soldaer enjoys his privacy after all, and with so many valuable items in his room (although most are hidden), he doesn't want people knowing where everything is.*
"It's my pleasure," Soldaer says, sitting down across from Avery. "After all, it seems like we got off on the wrong foot, so to speak. You seem like a nice kid, when you aren't stealing from my friends, that is." Soldaer chuckles lightly. "Anyways, after all that happened, especially the whole almost dying thing." Soldaer grows quiet for a second. "Egrien honestly didn't mean to hurt you. We have no such vehicles in our world, and so you aimed for the wheels, hoping it would stop the vehicle without causing you harm."
Soldaer brightens back up though. "Anyways, enough about the past. What's done is done, and we can't undo it. We can only move forward and look ahead." As he's talking, he opens the bottle of Feywine and pours some into each glass. He then hands one to Avery. "Here's to new beginnings," he says with a smile.
Avery smiles and nods, "New beginnings," He raises his glass in a small toast before taking a swig of the feywine
Soldaer walks towards the cabinet, and starts looking through the bottles. "Atlanta? Never heard of that place." Soldaer says as he continues looking through the bottles. "Ah ha! There it is!"
Soldaer pulls a couple bottles out, and two glasses. "This one," He lifts the bottle in his left hand "is one of the best vintages I have: 1658, definitely one of the best years for Feywine from my people. And this one," He lifts the other bottle, "is a bottle of the finest Aelinthran (pronounced ale-INTH-ran) whiskeys in my stock for when you've had enough of the Feywine."
"Well, thanks for treating me after everything thats happened." Avery grins, sitting down at a table
*Afternoon Y'all!*
*FYI y'all, Soldaer's room is magically warded against scrying, and he does know if there's telepathic conversations happening inside it, although he doesn't know the content. Soldaer enjoys his privacy after all, and with so many valuable items in his room (although most are hidden), he doesn't want people knowing where everything is.*.
*The scrying thong is already blocked by the rules on page 1*
*alright then. I read them, but must've forgotten that bit, lol*
*Yup!! The rooms are basically protected from all unapproved interactions*
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Enethia is downstairs, chanting something quietly, which shes been doing for a little while now...
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Soldaer walks towards the cabinet, and starts looking through the bottles. "Atlanta? Never heard of that place." Soldaer says as he continues looking through the bottles. "Ah ha! There it is!"
Soldaer pulls a couple bottles out, and two glasses. "This one," He lifts the bottle in his left hand "is one of the best vintages I have: 1658, definitely one of the best years for Feywine from my people. And this one," He lifts the other bottle, "is a bottle of the finest Aelinthran (pronounced ale-INTH-ran) whiskeys in my stock for when you've had enough of the Feywine."
"Well, thanks for treating me after everything thats happened." Avery grins, sitting down at a table
*Afternoon Y'all!*
*FYI y'all, Soldaer's room is magically warded against scrying, and he does know if there's telepathic conversations happening inside it, although he doesn't know the content. Soldaer enjoys his privacy after all, and with so many valuable items in his room (although most are hidden), he doesn't want people knowing where everything is.*.
*The scrying thong is already blocked by the rules on page 1*
*alright then. I read them, but must've forgotten that bit, lol*
*Yup!! The rooms are basically protected from all unapproved interactions*
*Sweet. Just reread that part of the rules. Pretty much the wards Soldaer already had in place with using the magic item, lol, with the possible addition of the telepathy thing. Like I said though, if that is too much, I'll cut it off and just go with the standard Tavern wards*
Soldaer walks towards the cabinet, and starts looking through the bottles. "Atlanta? Never heard of that place." Soldaer says as he continues looking through the bottles. "Ah ha! There it is!"
Soldaer pulls a couple bottles out, and two glasses. "This one," He lifts the bottle in his left hand "is one of the best vintages I have: 1658, definitely one of the best years for Feywine from my people. And this one," He lifts the other bottle, "is a bottle of the finest Aelinthran (pronounced ale-INTH-ran) whiskeys in my stock for when you've had enough of the Feywine."
"Well, thanks for treating me after everything thats happened." Avery grins, sitting down at a table
*Afternoon Y'all!*
*FYI y'all, Soldaer's room is magically warded against scrying, and he does know if there's telepathic conversations happening inside it, although he doesn't know the content. Soldaer enjoys his privacy after all, and with so many valuable items in his room (although most are hidden), he doesn't want people knowing where everything is.*.
*The scrying thong is already blocked by the rules on page 1*
*alright then. I read them, but must've forgotten that bit, lol*
*Yup!! The rooms are basically protected from all unapproved interactions*
*Sweet. Just reread that part of the rules. Pretty much the wards Soldaer already had in place with using the magic item, lol, with the possible addition of the telepathy thing. Like I said though, if that is too much, I'll cut it off and just go with the standard Tavern wards*
*You can add it if you want. Id just suggest adding a range of how far away he can be and still use it. A max range*
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Soldaer walks towards the cabinet, and starts looking through the bottles. "Atlanta? Never heard of that place." Soldaer says as he continues looking through the bottles. "Ah ha! There it is!"
Soldaer pulls a couple bottles out, and two glasses. "This one," He lifts the bottle in his left hand "is one of the best vintages I have: 1658, definitely one of the best years for Feywine from my people. And this one," He lifts the other bottle, "is a bottle of the finest Aelinthran (pronounced ale-INTH-ran) whiskeys in my stock for when you've had enough of the Feywine."
"Well, thanks for treating me after everything thats happened." Avery grins, sitting down at a table
*Afternoon Y'all!*
*FYI y'all, Soldaer's room is magically warded against scrying, and he does know if there's telepathic conversations happening inside it, although he doesn't know the content. Soldaer enjoys his privacy after all, and with so many valuable items in his room (although most are hidden), he doesn't want people knowing where everything is.*
"It's my pleasure," Soldaer says, sitting down across from Avery. "After all, it seems like we got off on the wrong foot, so to speak. You seem like a nice kid, when you aren't stealing from my friends, that is." Soldaer chuckles lightly. "Anyways, after all that happened, especially the whole almost dying thing." Soldaer grows quiet for a second. "Egrien honestly didn't mean to hurt you. We have no such vehicles in our world, and so you aimed for the wheels, hoping it would stop the vehicle without causing you harm."
Soldaer brightens back up though. "Anyways, enough about the past. What's done is done, and we can't undo it. We can only move forward and look ahead." As he's talking, he opens the bottle of Feywine and pours some into each glass. He then hands one to Avery. "Here's to new beginnings," he says with a smile.
Avery smiles and nods, "New beginnings," He raises his glass in a small toast before taking a swig of the feywine
"So, would you mind telling me more about yourself Avery?" Soldaer asks a little tentatively. "If you'd rather, I can tell you more about myself first." Soldaer's face suddenly brightens, as though he remembered something. "But before either of us begins, I'd be a poor host to leave Shade out. Don't worry, she's friendly enough." With that, Soldaer pulls a whistle out from under his leather jerkin. It's made from a solid piece of silver, with mithral and gold vines wrapping around it. He blows on the whistle three times, one short and two long, and a few moments later, Shade is in the room, seeming to have phased through the wall.
Soldaer walks towards the cabinet, and starts looking through the bottles. "Atlanta? Never heard of that place." Soldaer says as he continues looking through the bottles. "Ah ha! There it is!"
Soldaer pulls a couple bottles out, and two glasses. "This one," He lifts the bottle in his left hand "is one of the best vintages I have: 1658, definitely one of the best years for Feywine from my people. And this one," He lifts the other bottle, "is a bottle of the finest Aelinthran (pronounced ale-INTH-ran) whiskeys in my stock for when you've had enough of the Feywine."
"Well, thanks for treating me after everything thats happened." Avery grins, sitting down at a table
*Afternoon Y'all!*
*FYI y'all, Soldaer's room is magically warded against scrying, and he does know if there's telepathic conversations happening inside it, although he doesn't know the content. Soldaer enjoys his privacy after all, and with so many valuable items in his room (although most are hidden), he doesn't want people knowing where everything is.*.
*The scrying thong is already blocked by the rules on page 1*
*alright then. I read them, but must've forgotten that bit, lol*
*Yup!! The rooms are basically protected from all unapproved interactions*
*Sweet. Just reread that part of the rules. Pretty much the wards Soldaer already had in place with using the magic item, lol, with the possible addition of the telepathy thing. Like I said though, if that is too much, I'll cut it off and just go with the standard Tavern wards*
*You can add it if you want. Id just suggest adding a range of how far away he can be and still use it. A max range*
*The ward is just against telepathic intrusions. It doesn't prevent them, but it does at least alert Soldaer to any telepathic intrusions, whether targeting him or a guest, while he is in his room. As soon as he leaves, he doesn't know if any telepathic intrusions occur.*
Soldaer walks towards the cabinet, and starts looking through the bottles. "Atlanta? Never heard of that place." Soldaer says as he continues looking through the bottles. "Ah ha! There it is!"
Soldaer pulls a couple bottles out, and two glasses. "This one," He lifts the bottle in his left hand "is one of the best vintages I have: 1658, definitely one of the best years for Feywine from my people. And this one," He lifts the other bottle, "is a bottle of the finest Aelinthran (pronounced ale-INTH-ran) whiskeys in my stock for when you've had enough of the Feywine."
"Well, thanks for treating me after everything thats happened." Avery grins, sitting down at a table
*Afternoon Y'all!*
*FYI y'all, Soldaer's room is magically warded against scrying, and he does know if there's telepathic conversations happening inside it, although he doesn't know the content. Soldaer enjoys his privacy after all, and with so many valuable items in his room (although most are hidden), he doesn't want people knowing where everything is.*
"It's my pleasure," Soldaer says, sitting down across from Avery. "After all, it seems like we got off on the wrong foot, so to speak. You seem like a nice kid, when you aren't stealing from my friends, that is." Soldaer chuckles lightly. "Anyways, after all that happened, especially the whole almost dying thing." Soldaer grows quiet for a second. "Egrien honestly didn't mean to hurt you. We have no such vehicles in our world, and so you aimed for the wheels, hoping it would stop the vehicle without causing you harm."
Soldaer brightens back up though. "Anyways, enough about the past. What's done is done, and we can't undo it. We can only move forward and look ahead." As he's talking, he opens the bottle of Feywine and pours some into each glass. He then hands one to Avery. "Here's to new beginnings," he says with a smile.
Avery smiles and nods, "New beginnings," He raises his glass in a small toast before taking a swig of the feywine
"So, would you mind telling me more about yourself Avery?" Soldaer asks a little tentatively. "If you'd rather, I can tell you more about myself first." Soldaer's face suddenly brightens, as though he remembered something. "But before either of us begins, I'd be a poor host to leave Shade out. Don't worry, she's friendly enough." With that, Soldaer pulls a whistle out from under his leather jerkin. It's made from a solid piece of silver, with mithral and gold vines wrapping around it. He blows on the whistle three times, one short and two long, and a few moments later, Shade is in the room, seeming to have phased through the wall.
"Oh, its the shadow thing that blocked the door when i first ran!" Avery says, before nodding, "I can tell you some stuff about me."
Soldaer walks towards the cabinet, and starts looking through the bottles. "Atlanta? Never heard of that place." Soldaer says as he continues looking through the bottles. "Ah ha! There it is!"
Soldaer pulls a couple bottles out, and two glasses. "This one," He lifts the bottle in his left hand "is one of the best vintages I have: 1658, definitely one of the best years for Feywine from my people. And this one," He lifts the other bottle, "is a bottle of the finest Aelinthran (pronounced ale-INTH-ran) whiskeys in my stock for when you've had enough of the Feywine."
"Well, thanks for treating me after everything thats happened." Avery grins, sitting down at a table
*Afternoon Y'all!*
*FYI y'all, Soldaer's room is magically warded against scrying, and he does know if there's telepathic conversations happening inside it, although he doesn't know the content. Soldaer enjoys his privacy after all, and with so many valuable items in his room (although most are hidden), he doesn't want people knowing where everything is.*
"It's my pleasure," Soldaer says, sitting down across from Avery. "After all, it seems like we got off on the wrong foot, so to speak. You seem like a nice kid, when you aren't stealing from my friends, that is." Soldaer chuckles lightly. "Anyways, after all that happened, especially the whole almost dying thing." Soldaer grows quiet for a second. "Egrien honestly didn't mean to hurt you. We have no such vehicles in our world, and so you aimed for the wheels, hoping it would stop the vehicle without causing you harm."
Soldaer brightens back up though. "Anyways, enough about the past. What's done is done, and we can't undo it. We can only move forward and look ahead." As he's talking, he opens the bottle of Feywine and pours some into each glass. He then hands one to Avery. "Here's to new beginnings," he says with a smile.
Avery smiles and nods, "New beginnings," He raises his glass in a small toast before taking a swig of the feywine
"So, would you mind telling me more about yourself Avery?" Soldaer asks a little tentatively. "If you'd rather, I can tell you more about myself first." Soldaer's face suddenly brightens, as though he remembered something. "But before either of us begins, I'd be a poor host to leave Shade out. Don't worry, she's friendly enough." With that, Soldaer pulls a whistle out from under his leather jerkin. It's made from a solid piece of silver, with mithral and gold vines wrapping around it. He blows on the whistle three times, one short and two long, and a few moments later, Shade is in the room, seeming to have phased through the wall.
"Oh, its the shadow thing that blocked the door when i first ran!" Avery says, before nodding, "I can tell you some stuff about me."
Soldaer nods, smiling slightly. "Indeed she is. That's Shade, my companion. Don't worry though, she's very friendly."
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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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*Cut the quotes please*
*Also i'm back*
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
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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)
*Hi chris :D*
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
*Afternoon Y'all!*
*FYI y'all, Soldaer's room is magically warded against scrying, and he does know if there's telepathic conversations happening inside it, although he doesn't know the content. Soldaer enjoys his privacy after all, and with so many valuable items in his room (although most are hidden), he doesn't want people knowing where everything is.*
"It's my pleasure," Soldaer says, sitting down across from Avery. "After all, it seems like we got off on the wrong foot, so to speak. You seem like a nice kid, when you aren't stealing from my friends, that is." Soldaer chuckles lightly. "Anyways, after all that happened, especially the whole almost dying thing." Soldaer grows quiet for a second. "Egrien honestly didn't mean to hurt you. We have no such vehicles in our world, and so you aimed for the wheels, hoping it would stop the vehicle without causing you harm."
Soldaer brightens back up though. "Anyways, enough about the past. What's done is done, and we can't undo it. We can only move forward and look ahead." As he's talking, he opens the bottle of Feywine and pours some into each glass. He then hands one to Avery. "Here's to new beginnings," he says with a smile.
*Hi, Alaric!!*
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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*If the warding on Soldaer's room is too much, let me know, and I'll downgrade it to just scrying.*
*The scrying thong is already blocked by the rules on page 1*
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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*Theres a lot of automatic warding in the rules. Id recommend checking it 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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*alright then. I read them, but must've forgotten that bit, lol*
Avery smiles and nods, "New beginnings," He raises his glass in a small toast before taking a swig of the feywine
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
*Yup!! The rooms are basically protected from all unapproved interactions*
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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Enethia is downstairs, chanting something quietly, which shes been doing for a little while now...
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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*Sweet. Just reread that part of the rules. Pretty much the wards Soldaer already had in place with using the magic item, lol, with the possible addition of the telepathy thing. Like I said though, if that is too much, I'll cut it off and just go with the standard Tavern wards*
*You can add it if you want. Id just suggest adding a range of how far away he can be and still use it. A max range*
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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"So, would you mind telling me more about yourself Avery?" Soldaer asks a little tentatively. "If you'd rather, I can tell you more about myself first." Soldaer's face suddenly brightens, as though he remembered something. "But before either of us begins, I'd be a poor host to leave Shade out. Don't worry, she's friendly enough." With that, Soldaer pulls a whistle out from under his leather jerkin. It's made from a solid piece of silver, with mithral and gold vines wrapping around it. He blows on the whistle three times, one short and two long, and a few moments later, Shade is in the room, seeming to have phased through the wall.
*The ward is just against telepathic intrusions. It doesn't prevent them, but it does at least alert Soldaer to any telepathic intrusions, whether targeting him or a guest, while he is in his room. As soon as he leaves, he doesn't know if any telepathic intrusions occur.*
"Oh, its the shadow thing that blocked the door when i first ran!" Avery says, before nodding, "I can tell you some stuff about me."
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
Soldaer nods, smiling slightly. "Indeed she is. That's Shade, my companion. Don't worry though, she's very friendly."