Tharas glaring at a old broken helm on a table while leaning her torso on top the table too, tilting it due to her weight.
Xorius looks over at Tharas. "What are you doing, mortal? I'm growing bored of this place."
*Description?*
*It Thara, forgot the ' *
"Hm?" she let's out with only a glance towards them.
*her desc btw she speaks with a Russian accent*
A 352 lb., 6'11" snow white scaled dragon born wearing basic chain mail suit & gauntlets, with long thick dark brown trousers leading to Black boots that go up to the middle of the shin. On her right leg is a sheeth for a longsword with one in it, On her lower back she holds a shield under which, is a greatclub hanging towards her right. Under all this is a quite muscular body.
*Alright, thanks.*
"Don't ignore me, mortal. You don't want to face my blade."
*np*
She sits up letting the table even out, having the helm clank. "I was acknowledging you, don't you think that's a little harsh, but I was thinking about things linked to the helm." She says rather calmly.
*Hey! I can interact but I need to know what characters are doing, unless you wanna mine be approached.*
Chase is standing in a corner.
Xorius is looking around at the residents of the tavern.
Ringmaster is sitting at the bar, but drinking nothing.
E is slowly walking around
Chris is working on a character to be introed at some point in time that he prays wont flop, and doing discord
Chase glances at E, studying her.
She glances back a moment, assessing what he may be doing
He's just leaning against a wall.
"Hello..."
"Hello," he replies casually.
"Who are you?"
"I'm Chase. Who're you."
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Tharas glaring at a old broken helm on a table while leaning her torso on top the table too, tilting it due to her weight.
Xorius looks over at Tharas. "What are you doing, mortal? I'm growing bored of this place."
*Description?*
*It Thara, forgot the ' *
"Hm?" she let's out with only a glance towards them.
*her desc btw she speaks with a Russian accent*
A 352 lb., 6'11" snow white scaled dragon born wearing basic chain mail suit & gauntlets, with long thick dark brown trousers leading to Black boots that go up to the middle of the shin. On her right leg is a sheeth for a longsword with one in it, On her lower back she holds a shield under which, is a greatclub hanging towards her right. Under all this is a quite muscular body.
*Alright, thanks.*
"Don't ignore me, mortal. You don't want to face my blade."
*np*
She sits up letting the table even out, having the helm clank. "I was acknowledging you, don't you think that's a little harsh, but I was thinking about things linked to the helm." She says rather calmly.
"I suppose that's fair. What does the helmet mean to you?"
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*Hey! I can interact but I need to know what characters are doing, unless you wanna mine be approached.*
Chase is standing in a corner.
Xorius is looking around at the residents of the tavern.
Ringmaster is sitting at the bar, but drinking nothing.
E is slowly walking around
Chris is working on a character to be introed at some point in time that he prays wont flop, and doing discord
Chase glances at E, studying her.
She glances back a moment, assessing what he may be doing
He's just leaning against a wall.
"Hello..."
"Hello," he replies casually.
"Who are you?"
"I'm Chase. Who're you."
"Enethia. Why did you seem to be studying me?"
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*Hey! I can interact but I need to know what characters are doing, unless you wanna mine be approached.*
Chase is standing in a corner.
Xorius is looking around at the residents of the tavern.
Ringmaster is sitting at the bar, but drinking nothing.
E is slowly walking around
Chris is working on a character to be introed at some point in time that he prays wont flop, and doing discord
Chase glances at E, studying her.
She glances back a moment, assessing what he may be doing
He's just leaning against a wall.
"Hello..."
"Hello," he replies casually.
"Who are you?"
"I'm Chase. Who're you."
"Enethia. Why did you seem to be studying me?"
He shrugs. "You looked interesting."
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Arrow's sitting on the edge of the roof looking out at the forest.
New guy's looking for staff.
Thara's talking with someone.
*Do you need a description of Xorius?*
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*Hey! I can interact but I need to know what characters are doing, unless you wanna mine be approached.*
Chase is standing in a corner.
Xorius is looking around at the residents of the tavern.
Ringmaster is sitting at the bar, but drinking nothing.
E is slowly walking around
Chris is working on a character to be introed at some point in time that he prays wont flop, and doing discord
Chase glances at E, studying her.
She glances back a moment, assessing what he may be doing
He's just leaning against a wall.
"Hello..."
"Hello," he replies casually.
"Who are you?"
"I'm Chase. Who're you."
"Enethia. Why did you seem to be studying me?"
He shrugs. "You looked interesting."
"... Interesting how?"
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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)
Tharas glaring at a old broken helm on a table while leaning her torso on top the table too, tilting it due to her weight.
Xorius looks over at Tharas. "What are you doing, mortal? I'm growing bored of this place."
*Description?*
*It Thara, forgot the ' *
"Hm?" she let's out with only a glance towards them.
*her desc btw she speaks with a Russian accent*
A 352 lb., 6'11" snow white scaled dragon born wearing basic chain mail suit & gauntlets, with long thick dark brown trousers leading to Black boots that go up to the middle of the shin. On her right leg is a sheeth for a longsword with one in it, On her lower back she holds a shield under which, is a greatclub hanging towards her right. Under all this is a quite muscular body.
*Alright, thanks.*
"Don't ignore me, mortal. You don't want to face my blade."
*np*
She sits up letting the table even out, having the helm clank. "I was acknowledging you, don't you think that's a little harsh, but I was thinking about things linked to the helm." She says rather calmly.
"I suppose that's fair. What does the helmet mean to you?"
"Who I need to redeem and who I will never be. Never again."
Leon shakes his hand. "I neretrievetreive some stuff from my ship. Want to help?"
"Sure. Let me grab my brother though. He may not be as strong as you or I, but he's a powerful warlock who can help us if we run into any trouble."
"Alright. I'll wait here."
With that, Reirlin Runs back into the tavern. He returns a few minutes later with another Aasimar at his side, obviously his brother.
He has the same reddish-blonde hair, but is a few inches shorter and definitely a bit older. He's wearing rather ornate robes, with a scroll case on one hip, and a rather large tome on the other. In his right hand, he's holding a rod of some sort that ends in a brilliant blue gem with yellow streaks swirling through it. Coming partway out of his robes, and coiled lightly around his neck, is a brilliantly colored winged serpent, the eyes of which glow with an otherworldly intelligence.
Reirlin speaks up. "This is Egrien, my brother." Egrien bows slightly. "We're ready when you are."
"Nice too meet you. I'm Leon. Lets get going." Leon begins to walk toward the woods.
The two brothers follow Leon. Egrien whispers something to his Couatl, and it flies off. Every now and then, you can see it flying around the trio, as if patrolling.
Leon shakes his hand. "I neretrievetreive some stuff from my ship. Want to help?"
"Sure. Let me grab my brother though. He may not be as strong as you or I, but he's a powerful warlock who can help us if we run into any trouble."
"Alright. I'll wait here."
With that, Reirlin Runs back into the tavern. He returns a few minutes later with another Aasimar at his side, obviously his brother.
He has the same reddish-blonde hair, but is a few inches shorter and definitely a bit older. He's wearing rather ornate robes, with a scroll case on one hip, and a rather large tome on the other. In his right hand, he's holding a rod of some sort that ends in a brilliant blue gem with yellow streaks swirling through it. Coming partway out of his robes, and coiled lightly around his neck, is a brilliantly colored winged serpent, the eyes of which glow with an otherworldly intelligence.
Reirlin speaks up. "This is Egrien, my brother." Egrien bows slightly. "We're ready when you are."
"Nice too meet you. I'm Leon. Lets get going." Leon begins to walk toward the woods.
The two brothers follow Leon. Egrien whispers something to his Couatl, and it flies off. Every now and then, you can see it flying around the trio, as if patrolling.
Leon pushes aside some branches and in front of him is a ship with the letters UNSC Navy on the side.
Tharas glaring at a old broken helm on a table while leaning her torso on top the table too, tilting it due to her weight.
Xorius looks over at Tharas. "What are you doing, mortal? I'm growing bored of this place."
*Description?*
*It Thara, forgot the ' *
"Hm?" she let's out with only a glance towards them.
*her desc btw she speaks with a Russian accent*
A 352 lb., 6'11" snow white scaled dragon born wearing basic chain mail suit & gauntlets, with long thick dark brown trousers leading to Black boots that go up to the middle of the shin. On her right leg is a sheeth for a longsword with one in it, On her lower back she holds a shield under which, is a greatclub hanging towards her right. Under all this is a quite muscular body.
*Alright, thanks.*
"Don't ignore me, mortal. You don't want to face my blade."
*np*
She sits up letting the table even out, having the helm clank. "I was acknowledging you, don't you think that's a little harsh, but I was thinking about things linked to the helm." She says rather calmly.
"I suppose that's fair. What does the helmet mean to you?"
"Who I need to redeem and who I will never be. Never again."
"So it's yours?"
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All stars fade. Some stars forever fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Homebrew (Mostly Outdated):Magic Items,Monsters,Spells,Subclasses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
Tharas glaring at a old broken helm on a table while leaning her torso on top the table too, tilting it due to her weight.
Xorius looks over at Tharas. "What are you doing, mortal? I'm growing bored of this place."
*Description?*
*It Thara, forgot the ' *
"Hm?" she let's out with only a glance towards them.
*her desc btw she speaks with a Russian accent*
A 352 lb., 6'11" snow white scaled dragon born wearing basic chain mail suit & gauntlets, with long thick dark brown trousers leading to Black boots that go up to the middle of the shin. On her right leg is a sheeth for a longsword with one in it, On her lower back she holds a shield under which, is a greatclub hanging towards her right. Under all this is a quite muscular body.
*Alright, thanks.*
"Don't ignore me, mortal. You don't want to face my blade."
*np*
She sits up letting the table even out, having the helm clank. "I was acknowledging you, don't you think that's a little harsh, but I was thinking about things linked to the helm." She says rather calmly.
"I suppose that's fair. What does the helmet mean to you?"
"Who I need to redeem and who I will never be. Never again."
Arrow's sitting on the edge of the roof looking out at the forest.
New guy's looking for staff.
Thara's talking with someone.
*Do you need a description of Xorius?*
*yes plz.*
*This was his intro:
A figure steps out of the flames. He looks like a tiefling with pointed ears and jagged horns, a pair of wide wings sprouting from his back. He wears gold and black armor, and an onyx blade with the edge colored a scarlet hue hangs at his waist. His red skin is covered in blazing patterns that have a small sort of symmetry, and his eyes burn with orange flame. A confident smirk touches his face as he steps onto the ground.*
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All stars fade. Some stars forever fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Homebrew (Mostly Outdated):Magic Items,Monsters,Spells,Subclasses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
Tharas glaring at a old broken helm on a table while leaning her torso on top the table too, tilting it due to her weight.
Xorius looks over at Tharas. "What are you doing, mortal? I'm growing bored of this place."
*Description?*
*It Thara, forgot the ' *
"Hm?" she let's out with only a glance towards them.
*her desc btw she speaks with a Russian accent*
A 352 lb., 6'11" snow white scaled dragon born wearing basic chain mail suit & gauntlets, with long thick dark brown trousers leading to Black boots that go up to the middle of the shin. On her right leg is a sheeth for a longsword with one in it, On her lower back she holds a shield under which, is a greatclub hanging towards her right. Under all this is a quite muscular body.
*Alright, thanks.*
"Don't ignore me, mortal. You don't want to face my blade."
*np*
She sits up letting the table even out, having the helm clank. "I was acknowledging you, don't you think that's a little harsh, but I was thinking about things linked to the helm." She says rather calmly.
"I suppose that's fair. What does the helmet mean to you?"
"Who I need to redeem and who I will never be. Never again."
"So it's yours?"
"Yes, why?"
"You did things in your past that you now regret. Why?"
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All stars fade. Some stars forever fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Homebrew (Mostly Outdated):Magic Items,Monsters,Spells,Subclasses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
Arrow's sitting on the edge of the roof looking out at the forest.
New guy's looking for staff.
Thara's talking with someone.
*Do you need a description of Xorius?*
*yes plz.*
*This was his intro:
A figure steps out of the flames. He looks like a tiefling with pointed ears and jagged horns, a pair of wide wings sprouting from his back. He wears gold and black armor, and an onyx blade with the edge colored a scarlet hue hangs at his waist. His red skin is covered in blazing patterns that have a small sort of symmetry, and his eyes burn with orange flame. A confident smirk touches his face as he steps onto the ground.*
Tharas glaring at a old broken helm on a table while leaning her torso on top the table too, tilting it due to her weight.
Xorius looks over at Tharas. "What are you doing, mortal? I'm growing bored of this place."
*Description?*
*It Thara, forgot the ' *
"Hm?" she let's out with only a glance towards them.
*her desc btw she speaks with a Russian accent*
A 352 lb., 6'11" snow white scaled dragon born wearing basic chain mail suit & gauntlets, with long thick dark brown trousers leading to Black boots that go up to the middle of the shin. On her right leg is a sheeth for a longsword with one in it, On her lower back she holds a shield under which, is a greatclub hanging towards her right. Under all this is a quite muscular body.
*Alright, thanks.*
"Don't ignore me, mortal. You don't want to face my blade."
*np*
She sits up letting the table even out, having the helm clank. "I was acknowledging you, don't you think that's a little harsh, but I was thinking about things linked to the helm." She says rather calmly.
"I suppose that's fair. What does the helmet mean to you?"
"Who I need to redeem and who I will never be. Never again."
"So it's yours?"
"Yes, why?"
"You did things in your past that you now regret. Why?"
"Because I was raised on the lies of that no good [1GP] Radu." She says baring teeth at the Radu she speaks of.
*Alright ya'll, I gtg for a bit. IRL stuff (namely homework, lol) Later Everyone!*
*BYE!!!*
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*np*
She sits up letting the table even out, having the helm clank. "I was acknowledging you, don't you think that's a little harsh, but I was thinking about things linked to the helm." She says rather calmly.
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"I'm Chase. Who're you."
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"I suppose that's fair. What does the helmet mean to you?"
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
"Enethia. Why did you seem to be studying me?"
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)
Arrow's sitting on the edge of the roof looking out at the forest.
New guy's looking for staff.
Thara's talking with someone.
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
He shrugs. "You looked interesting."
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*Do you need a description of Xorius?*
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"... Interesting how?"
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)
"Who I need to redeem and who I will never be. Never again."
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
The two brothers follow Leon. Egrien whispers something to his Couatl, and it flies off. Every now and then, you can see it flying around the trio, as if patrolling.
*yes plz.*
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Leon pushes aside some branches and in front of him is a ship with the letters UNSC Navy on the side.
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Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"So it's yours?"
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"Yes, why?"
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*This was his intro:
A figure steps out of the flames. He looks like a tiefling with pointed ears and jagged horns, a pair of wide wings sprouting from his back. He wears gold and black armor, and an onyx blade with the edge colored a scarlet hue hangs at his waist. His red skin is covered in blazing patterns that have a small sort of symmetry, and his eyes burn with orange flame. A confident smirk touches his face as he steps onto the ground.*
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"You did things in your past that you now regret. Why?"
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*Alright ya'll, I gtg for a bit. IRL stuff (namely homework, lol) Later Everyone!*
*thnx*
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Because I was raised on the lies of that no good [1GP] Radu." She says baring teeth at the Radu she speaks of.
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*BYE!!!*
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.