Azazel watches him back, able to go without blinking for up to a minute at a time
Adder, at some moments, tries to look away akwardly
Azazel smiles, "You know, you still look very handsome."
Noble-77 interjects and sits at their table. "Hello, you two! Wanna join the Helljumpers?"
"Whats a helljumper?"
"I'm glad you asked! We're a military organization that protects order from chaos. He stand up for those who cannot protect themselves."
*If you've played HALO, they're Spartans.*
*I've never played halo, but yeh i think i know them,*
"Like the police. But more important?"
"Yes, like the police. But our work isn't limited to simple thugs. Some of us fight great threats that a simple cop wouldn't be able to comprehend."
A pair of humanoids walk over at this point. Both look human, with one obvious difference: they each have a pair of glowing spectral wings sprouting from their back. They are obviously brothers, have similar facial features, and having the same reddish-blonde hair. The taller of the two looks a few years younger than his brother, but is much more muscular. He's wearing heavy, bluish colored splint mail that's etched with some rather unusual looking runes. On his back there's two javelins nestled in a special carrier, and his shield, which is forged to be reminiscent of wings, is slung over one shoulder. On his left hip, he carries an extremely ornate longsword, and through the slight gap between the crossguard and scabbard, you can tell that the blade glows with powerful and holy light.
The shorter brother is wearing a unique set of very ornate robes, with a scroll on one hip, and a rather hefty tome on the other. In his right hand, he holds a ornate rod with a slightly glowing crystal at the tip. Sticking up out of his robes, and coiled slightly around his neck, is a very colorful winged serpent, who's eyes display an unearthly intelligence.
"Greetings," the younger brother says, extending his hand. "I am Reirlin, Captain of the Guardians of Peace, and Paladin of the Fifth Order. This is my brother, Egrien, a warlock serving our grandfather, Kabshiel, a Solar in the service of Aliadnind Stormsword, the Patron God of Fighters and warriors in our world." At this, Egrien bows slightly out of respect.
"I heard you talking about your Helljumpers. It sounds very similar to my order, although I can tell you use different weapons to do it," He says, looking and Noble-77's assault rifle. "We may be interested in joining, at least temporarily, if you'd have us."
Caramel the Undead Cat is unconscious on the front lawn, she's clearly hurt and very dehydrated.
Something picked them up, taking them over to the shade with a bottle of water
Caramel mewls weakly, her ears twitching.
Caramel feels it scritch lightly behind her ear, offering the bottle of water for her to drink
Caramel gets a large drink and opens her eyes a little.
It seems to be a construct of some sort, with no face, but it continues petting Caramel and offering water
Caramel is too weak to be scared. Who... are you?
The construct doesn't answer, likely because it either can't understand her or just doesn't have the ability to respond. It instead pauses for a moment, before continueing to gently scritch the kitten
Basic Training begins at Fort Dawn on the Astral Plane. Why the Astra Plane? Because time moves faster there and we can get you trained within a week in real time.
Those that pass basic training may move on to choose a specialty whether that be ordinance expertise, marksmanship, heavy munitions, piloting aircraft, field medications, or engineering.
For those that are at the top of their class, they will have the opportunity to become a NOBLE. NOBLE's are physically enhanced specimens that are much more capable in combat than your standard Helljumper.
Helljumpers are deployed wherever their is a need for them. We fight for those who cannot fight for themselves. We protect the innocent and drive off evil from all corners of the worlds. We are the last line of defense. We're the first in and the last out.
FEET FIRST, HELLJUMPER.
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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?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
Basic Training begins at Fort Dawn on the Astral Plane. Why the Astra Plane? Because time moves faster there and we can get you trained within a week in real time.
Those that pass basic training may move on to choose a specialty whether that be ordinance expertise, marksmanship, heavy munitions, piloting aircraft, field medications, or engineering.
For those that are at the top of their class, they will have the opportunity to become a NOBLE. NOBLE's are physically enhanced specimens that are much more capable in combat than your standard Helljumper.
Helljumpers are deployed wherever their is a need for them. We fight for those who cannot fight for themselves. We protect the innocent and drive off evil from all corners of the worlds. We are the last line of defense. We're the first in and the last out.
Azazel watches him back, able to go without blinking for up to a minute at a time
Adder, at some moments, tries to look away akwardly
Azazel smiles, "You know, you still look very handsome."
Noble-77 interjects and sits at their table. "Hello, you two! Wanna join the Helljumpers?"
"Whats a helljumper?"
"I'm glad you asked! We're a military organization that protects order from chaos. He stand up for those who cannot protect themselves."
*If you've played HALO, they're Spartans.*
*I've never played halo, but yeh i think i know them,*
"Like the police. But more important?"
"Yes, like the police. But our work isn't limited to simple thugs. Some of us fight great threats that a simple cop wouldn't be able to comprehend."
A pair of humanoids walk over at this point. Both look human, with one obvious difference: they each have a pair of glowing spectral wings sprouting from their back. They are obviously brothers, have similar facial features, and having the same reddish-blonde hair. The taller of the two looks a few years younger than his brother, but is much more muscular. He's wearing heavy, bluish colored splint mail that's etched with some rather unusual looking runes. On his back there's two javelins nestled in a special carrier, and his shield, which is forged to be reminiscent of wings, is slung over one shoulder. On his left hip, he carries an extremely ornate longsword, and through the slight gap between the crossguard and scabbard, you can tell that the blade glows with powerful and holy light.
The shorter brother is wearing a unique set of very ornate robes, with a scroll on one hip, and a rather hefty tome on the other. In his right hand, he holds a ornate rod with a slightly glowing crystal at the tip. Sticking up out of his robes, and coiled slightly around his neck, is a very colorful winged serpent, who's eyes display an unearthly intelligence.
"Greetings," the younger brother says, extending his hand. "I am Reirlin, Captain of the Guardians of Peace, and Paladin of the Fifth Order. This is my brother, Egrien, a warlock serving our grandfather, Kabshiel, a Solar in the service of Aliadnind Stormsword, the Patron God of Fighters and warriors in our world." At this, Egrien bows slightly out of respect.
"I heard you talking about your Helljumpers. It sounds very similar to my order, although I can tell you use different weapons to do it," He says, looking and Noble-77's assault rifle. "We may be interested in joining, at least temporarily, if you'd have us."
A pair of humanoids walk over at this point. Both look human, with one obvious difference: they each have a pair of glowing spectral wings sprouting from their back. They are obviously brothers, have similar facial features, and having the same reddish-blonde hair. The taller of the two looks a few years younger than his brother, but is much more muscular. He's wearing heavy, bluish colored splint mail that's etched with some rather unusual looking runes. On his back there's two javelins nestled in a special carrier, and his shield, which is forged to be reminiscent of wings, is slung over one shoulder. On his left hip, he carries an extremely ornate longsword, and through the slight gap between the crossguard and scabbard, you can tell that the blade glows with powerful and holy light.
The shorter brother is wearing a unique set of very ornate robes, with a scroll on one hip, and a rather hefty tome on the other. In his right hand, he holds a ornate rod with a slightly glowing crystal at the tip. Sticking up out of his robes, and coiled slightly around his neck, is a very colorful winged serpent, who's eyes display an unearthly intelligence.
"Greetings," the younger brother says, extending his hand. "I am Reirlin, Captain of the Guardians of Peace, and Paladin of the Fifth Order. This is my brother, Egrien, a warlock serving our grandfather, Kabshiel, a Solar in the service of Aliadnind Stormsword, the Patron God of Fighters and warriors in our world." At this, Egrien bows slightly out of respect.
"I heard you talking about your Helljumpers. It sounds very similar to my order, although I can tell you use different weapons to do it," He says, looking and Noble-77's assault rifle. "We may be interested in joining, at least temporarily, if you'd have us."
"I'm Noble-77, a Captain in the Helljumpers." Noble-77 stands up to greet the two, reaching about 7'6". He looks like he's physically capable of flipping over a truck if he needed to. His armor is all black with bits of gold here and there. His helmet's visor is golden, and in golden print on the sides of his helmet read; FEET FIRST. "Good afternoon, boys. I'm looking for those that will stay loyal to the Helljumpers. We don't take temps. You're in, or you're out."
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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?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
Basic Training begins at Fort Dawn on the Astral Plane. Why the Astra Plane? Because time moves faster there and we can get you trained within a week in real time.
Those that pass basic training may move on to choose a specialty whether that be ordinance expertise, marksmanship, heavy munitions, piloting aircraft, field medications, or engineering.
For those that are at the top of their class, they will have the opportunity to become a NOBLE. NOBLE's are physically enhanced specimens that are much more capable in combat than your standard Helljumper.
Helljumpers are deployed wherever their is a need for them. We fight for those who cannot fight for themselves. We protect the innocent and drive off evil from all corners of the worlds. We are the last line of defense. We're the first in and the last out.
FEET FIRST, HELLJUMPER.
"Wow, fancy stuff."
*does this create new class levels?*
*Yeah. Basically a few homebrewed feats with some perks from the Fighter Class.*
"Yes it is." Noble-77 agrees. "So what do you say? You want in?"
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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?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
Basic Training begins at Fort Dawn on the Astral Plane. Why the Astra Plane? Because time moves faster there and we can get you trained within a week in real time.
Those that pass basic training may move on to choose a specialty whether that be ordinance expertise, marksmanship, heavy munitions, piloting aircraft, field medications, or engineering.
For those that are at the top of their class, they will have the opportunity to become a NOBLE. NOBLE's are physically enhanced specimens that are much more capable in combat than your standard Helljumper.
Helljumpers are deployed wherever their is a need for them. We fight for those who cannot fight for themselves. We protect the innocent and drive off evil from all corners of the worlds. We are the last line of defense. We're the first in and the last out.
FEET FIRST, HELLJUMPER.
"Wow, fancy stuff."
*does this create new class levels?*
*Yeah. Basically a few homebrewed feats with some perks from the Fighter Class.*
"Yes it is." Noble-77 agrees. "So what do you say? You want in?"
*Neat*
"Hm.... i'm kinda busy now, but this is definatly something i'll consider"
Basic Training begins at Fort Dawn on the Astral Plane. Why the Astra Plane? Because time moves faster there and we can get you trained within a week in real time.
Those that pass basic training may move on to choose a specialty whether that be ordinance expertise, marksmanship, heavy munitions, piloting aircraft, field medications, or engineering.
For those that are at the top of their class, they will have the opportunity to become a NOBLE. NOBLE's are physically enhanced specimens that are much more capable in combat than your standard Helljumper.
Helljumpers are deployed wherever their is a need for them. We fight for those who cannot fight for themselves. We protect the innocent and drive off evil from all corners of the worlds. We are the last line of defense. We're the first in and the last out.
FEET FIRST, HELLJUMPER.
"Wow, fancy stuff."
*does this create new class levels?*
*Yeah. Basically a few homebrewed feats with some perks from the Fighter Class.*
"Yes it is." Noble-77 agrees. "So what do you say? You want in?"
*Neat*
"Hm.... i'm kinda busy now, but this is definatly something i'll consider"
Noble-77 gives Azazel a salute. "Then maybe I'll see ya around, kid. Good luck out there."
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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?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
Basic Training begins at Fort Dawn on the Astral Plane. Why the Astra Plane? Because time moves faster there and we can get you trained within a week in real time.
Those that pass basic training may move on to choose a specialty whether that be ordinance expertise, marksmanship, heavy munitions, piloting aircraft, field medications, or engineering.
For those that are at the top of their class, they will have the opportunity to become a NOBLE. NOBLE's are physically enhanced specimens that are much more capable in combat than your standard Helljumper.
Helljumpers are deployed wherever their is a need for them. We fight for those who cannot fight for themselves. We protect the innocent and drive off evil from all corners of the worlds. We are the last line of defense. We're the first in and the last out.
FEET FIRST, HELLJUMPER.
"Wow, fancy stuff."
*does this create new class levels?*
*Yeah. Basically a few homebrewed feats with some perks from the Fighter Class.*
"Yes it is." Noble-77 agrees. "So what do you say? You want in?"
*Neat*
"Hm.... i'm kinda busy now, but this is definatly something i'll consider"
Noble-77 gives Azazel a salute. "Then maybe I'll see ya around, kid. Good luck out there."
A pair of humanoids walk over at this point. Both look human, with one obvious difference: they each have a pair of glowing spectral wings sprouting from their back. They are obviously brothers, have similar facial features, and having the same reddish-blonde hair. The taller of the two looks a few years younger than his brother, but is much more muscular. He's wearing heavy, bluish colored splint mail that's etched with some rather unusual looking runes. On his back there's two javelins nestled in a special carrier, and his shield, which is forged to be reminiscent of wings, is slung over one shoulder. On his left hip, he carries an extremely ornate longsword, and through the slight gap between the crossguard and scabbard, you can tell that the blade glows with powerful and holy light.
The shorter brother is wearing a unique set of very ornate robes, with a scroll on one hip, and a rather hefty tome on the other. In his right hand, he holds a ornate rod with a slightly glowing crystal at the tip. Sticking up out of his robes, and coiled slightly around his neck, is a very colorful winged serpent, who's eyes display an unearthly intelligence.
"Greetings," the younger brother says, extending his hand. "I am Reirlin, Captain of the Guardians of Peace, and Paladin of the Fifth Order. This is my brother, Egrien, a warlock serving our grandfather, Kabshiel, a Solar in the service of Aliadnind Stormsword, the Patron God of Fighters and warriors in our world." At this, Egrien bows slightly out of respect.
"I heard you talking about your Helljumpers. It sounds very similar to my order, although I can tell you use different weapons to do it," He says, looking and Noble-77's assault rifle. "We may be interested in joining, at least temporarily, if you'd have us."
"I'm Noble-77, a Captain in the Helljumpers." Noble-77 stands up to greet the two, reaching about 7'6". He looks like he's physically capable of flipping over a truck if he needed to. His armor is all black with bits of gold here and there. His helmet's visor is golden, and in golden print on the sides of his helmet read; FEET FIRST. "Good afternoon, boys. I'm looking for those that will stay loyal to the Helljumpers. We don't take temps. You're in, or you're out."
The brothers glance at each other, and almost seem to be communicating telepathically. "Well, we're not entirely sure yet," Egrien begins. "You see, I am a warlock, definitely not physically strong, but a force to be reckoned with when it comes to the arcane." He looks wearily at Noble-77's assault rifle. "I'm not even sure I could pick up whatever that weapon is you have, but like I said, I am still dangerous in my own way. My brother here, on the other hand, is more likely what you'd be expecting and looking for. I've seen him go toe-to-toe with demons, devils, and things that would make most people scream and curl up into a ball." Egrien seems a little nervous, "Me and my brother are a team though. We've been fighting alongside each other for close to 50 years now, and never once have we come across something we weren't able to handle.
"We are definitely interested in hearing more, but aren't ready to make a final decision yet." Egrien finishes.
Basic Training begins at Fort Dawn on the Astral Plane. Why the Astra Plane? Because time moves faster there and we can get you trained within a week in real time.
Those that pass basic training may move on to choose a specialty whether that be ordinance expertise, marksmanship, heavy munitions, piloting aircraft, field medications, or engineering.
For those that are at the top of their class, they will have the opportunity to become a NOBLE. NOBLE's are physically enhanced specimens that are much more capable in combat than your standard Helljumper.
Helljumpers are deployed wherever their is a need for them. We fight for those who cannot fight for themselves. We protect the innocent and drive off evil from all corners of the worlds. We are the last line of defense. We're the first in and the last out.
FEET FIRST, HELLJUMPER.
"Wow, fancy stuff."
*does this create new class levels?*
*Yeah. Basically a few homebrewed feats with some perks from the Fighter Class.*
"Yes it is." Noble-77 agrees. "So what do you say? You want in?"
*Neat*
"Hm.... i'm kinda busy now, but this is definatly something i'll consider"
Noble-77 gives Azazel a salute. "Then maybe I'll see ya around, kid. Good luck out there."
"You too sir."
"I'll be here when you're ready. Honestly, I think if you gave basic training a shot, you'd be surprised."
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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?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
A rock gnome enters the tavern. They stand at 5'10, if you take into account the limb enhancments they're wearing. They have pale skin, with green eyes and brown hair. They have a scrap shotgun slung over their shoulder, along with a sheathed knife. Other than that they are unarmed. They're dressed in a baggy hoodie, with the front open, a pair of tight pants, and a pair of goggles on their head. Under their jacket, they seem to be wearing a type of armor, leather and metal bits being exposed. They look around the tavern for a moment, before grinning wildly and walking over to the bar. They order a small mug of ginger ale, and sit quietly, sipping it
Basic Training begins at Fort Dawn on the Astral Plane. Why the Astra Plane? Because time moves faster there and we can get you trained within a week in real time.
Those that pass basic training may move on to choose a specialty whether that be ordinance expertise, marksmanship, heavy munitions, piloting aircraft, field medications, or engineering.
For those that are at the top of their class, they will have the opportunity to become a NOBLE. NOBLE's are physically enhanced specimens that are much more capable in combat than your standard Helljumper.
Helljumpers are deployed wherever their is a need for them. We fight for those who cannot fight for themselves. We protect the innocent and drive off evil from all corners of the worlds. We are the last line of defense. We're the first in and the last out.
FEET FIRST, HELLJUMPER.
"Wow, fancy stuff."
*does this create new class levels?*
*Yeah. Basically a few homebrewed feats with some perks from the Fighter Class.*
"Yes it is." Noble-77 agrees. "So what do you say? You want in?"
*Neat*
"Hm.... i'm kinda busy now, but this is definatly something i'll consider"
Noble-77 gives Azazel a salute. "Then maybe I'll see ya around, kid. Good luck out there."
"You too sir."
"I'll be here when you're ready. Honestly, I think if you gave basic training a shot, you'd be surprised."
"I'd give it a shot, but theres some stuff i need to take care of."
*Darn you VTL you made me take an actual Halo character and bring him into D&D. Thx for the inspiration. Takin out the cultist for my new guy.*
A spartan in orange, green, and black armor emerges from the woods. His armor is dirty and scratched. A pistol is on his hip and a knife is on the other side. The new person looks around his surroundings confused but relieved to be in a new place.
Basic Training begins at Fort Dawn on the Astral Plane. Why the Astra Plane? Because time moves faster there and we can get you trained within a week in real time.
Those that pass basic training may move on to choose a specialty whether that be ordinance expertise, marksmanship, heavy munitions, piloting aircraft, field medications, or engineering.
For those that are at the top of their class, they will have the opportunity to become a NOBLE. NOBLE's are physically enhanced specimens that are much more capable in combat than your standard Helljumper.
Helljumpers are deployed wherever their is a need for them. We fight for those who cannot fight for themselves. We protect the innocent and drive off evil from all corners of the worlds. We are the last line of defense. We're the first in and the last out.
FEET FIRST, HELLJUMPER.
"Wow, fancy stuff."
*does this create new class levels?*
*Yeah. Basically a few homebrewed feats with some perks from the Fighter Class.*
"Yes it is." Noble-77 agrees. "So what do you say? You want in?"
*Neat*
"Hm.... i'm kinda busy now, but this is definatly something i'll consider"
Noble-77 gives Azazel a salute. "Then maybe I'll see ya around, kid. Good luck out there."
"You too sir."
"I'll be here when you're ready. Honestly, I think if you gave basic training a shot, you'd be surprised."
"I'd give it a shot, but theres some stuff i need to take care of."
"Hey, not to pry, but could I help you out? It's what I do!"
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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?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
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A pair of humanoids walk over at this point. Both look human, with one obvious difference: they each have a pair of glowing spectral wings sprouting from their back. They are obviously brothers, have similar facial features, and having the same reddish-blonde hair. The taller of the two looks a few years younger than his brother, but is much more muscular. He's wearing heavy, bluish colored splint mail that's etched with some rather unusual looking runes. On his back there's two javelins nestled in a special carrier, and his shield, which is forged to be reminiscent of wings, is slung over one shoulder. On his left hip, he carries an extremely ornate longsword, and through the slight gap between the crossguard and scabbard, you can tell that the blade glows with powerful and holy light.
The shorter brother is wearing a unique set of very ornate robes, with a scroll on one hip, and a rather hefty tome on the other. In his right hand, he holds a ornate rod with a slightly glowing crystal at the tip. Sticking up out of his robes, and coiled slightly around his neck, is a very colorful winged serpent, who's eyes display an unearthly intelligence.
"Greetings," the younger brother says, extending his hand. "I am Reirlin, Captain of the Guardians of Peace, and Paladin of the Fifth Order. This is my brother, Egrien, a warlock serving our grandfather, Kabshiel, a Solar in the service of Aliadnind Stormsword, the Patron God of Fighters and warriors in our world." At this, Egrien bows slightly out of respect.
"I heard you talking about your Helljumpers. It sounds very similar to my order, although I can tell you use different weapons to do it," He says, looking and Noble-77's assault rifle. "We may be interested in joining, at least temporarily, if you'd have us."
"But... but I've always dreamed of having a pupil!"
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.
"He will be back soon."
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
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
Noble-77 hands him a brochure. Inside, it reads;
So you want to be a Helljumper!
Basic Training begins at Fort Dawn on the Astral Plane. Why the Astra Plane? Because time moves faster there and we can get you trained within a week in real time.
Those that pass basic training may move on to choose a specialty whether that be ordinance expertise, marksmanship, heavy munitions, piloting aircraft, field medications, or engineering.
For those that are at the top of their class, they will have the opportunity to become a NOBLE. NOBLE's are physically enhanced specimens that are much more capable in combat than your standard Helljumper.
Helljumpers are deployed wherever their is a need for them. We fight for those who cannot fight for themselves. We protect the innocent and drive off evil from all corners of the worlds. We are the last line of defense. We're the first in and the last out.
FEET FIRST, HELLJUMPER.
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?"
_________
When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
"Wow, fancy stuff."
*does this create new class levels?*
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
"Okay, but stay safe."
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.
"I'm Noble-77, a Captain in the Helljumpers." Noble-77 stands up to greet the two, reaching about 7'6". He looks like he's physically capable of flipping over a truck if he needed to. His armor is all black with bits of gold here and there. His helmet's visor is golden, and in golden print on the sides of his helmet read; FEET FIRST. "Good afternoon, boys. I'm looking for those that will stay loyal to the Helljumpers. We don't take temps. You're in, or you're out."
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?"
_________
When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
*Yeah. Basically a few homebrewed feats with some perks from the Fighter Class.*
"Yes it is." Noble-77 agrees. "So what do you say? You want in?"
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?"
_________
When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
Theren laughs. "Nothing about where we are going is safe."
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
*Neat*
"Hm.... i'm kinda busy now, but this is definatly something i'll consider"
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
Noble-77 gives Azazel a salute. "Then maybe I'll see ya around, kid. Good luck out there."
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.)
"You too sir."
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
The brothers glance at each other, and almost seem to be communicating telepathically. "Well, we're not entirely sure yet," Egrien begins. "You see, I am a warlock, definitely not physically strong, but a force to be reckoned with when it comes to the arcane." He looks wearily at Noble-77's assault rifle. "I'm not even sure I could pick up whatever that weapon is you have, but like I said, I am still dangerous in my own way. My brother here, on the other hand, is more likely what you'd be expecting and looking for. I've seen him go toe-to-toe with demons, devils, and things that would make most people scream and curl up into a ball." Egrien seems a little nervous, "Me and my brother are a team though. We've been fighting alongside each other for close to 50 years now, and never once have we come across something we weren't able to handle.
"We are definitely interested in hearing more, but aren't ready to make a final decision yet." Egrien finishes.
"I'll be here when you're ready. Honestly, I think if you gave basic training a shot, you'd be surprised."
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.)
*Heres my new character :)*
A rock gnome enters the tavern. They stand at 5'10, if you take into account the limb enhancments they're wearing. They have pale skin, with green eyes and brown hair. They have a scrap shotgun slung over their shoulder, along with a sheathed knife. Other than that they are unarmed. They're dressed in a baggy hoodie, with the front open, a pair of tight pants, and a pair of goggles on their head. Under their jacket, they seem to be wearing a type of armor, leather and metal bits being exposed. They look around the tavern for a moment, before grinning wildly and walking over to the bar. They order a small mug of ginger ale, and sit quietly, sipping it
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
"I'd give it a shot, but theres some stuff i need to take care of."
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
*Darn you VTL you made me take an actual Halo character and bring him into D&D. Thx for the inspiration. Takin out the cultist for my new guy.*
A spartan in orange, green, and black armor emerges from the woods. His armor is dirty and scratched. A pistol is on his hip and a knife is on the other side. The new person looks around his surroundings confused but relieved to be in a new place.
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"Hey, not to pry, but could I help you out? It's what I do!"
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?"
_________
When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)