Wolfe is doing some early morning playing of her guitar.
Spectacle audibly taps up with his tap shoes. *with a timewarp if you don't mind.*
*intro post from while u were gone*
*DONE! MY GOD, IT TOOK TO LONG. btw Alastor from Hazbin Hotel might have subconsciously influenced them more than I thought. anyway, here he is.*
A rhythmic Tapping on Stone is heard from the door, soon snapping fingers join, then backing trumpets do, and the door swings open with a red suited figure, with Magenta skin starts singing with Enthralling Performance (due to the dome no ones charmed but let's say it just makes the Performance more wonderful) *the voice is a smooth male voice singing to a jazzy tune similar to "Friends on the other side" but a little faster*
"🎶 Welcome one and alll, to the best performance you saaw. 🎶
🎶 Just take a seat, rest your feet, & I'll do it alll. 🎶
🎶 cuz' this is a SPECTAAACLLE, that's me, right here, right now. A SPECTAACLLE, with this, you'll just, go wow. 🎶"
*now imagine the rest cuz I'm not qualified to make a full version.* This goes on for 1 minute before he finishes with bow. Now that He's stopped dancing around constantly people would be able to see that he's a: 5'10" Tiefling with pure gold eyes, pale magenta skin, & maroon hair, and which the roots are held to the head by ringed black horns almost forming a wavy crown or tiara. For about an hour you'll only see him donning his red suit with a dark purple dress shirt underneath that the suit shows with a v neck hole, but with a rounded tip. the suit has folded over (seemingly silk) cloth. He has Dress Trousers made of the matieral and tap regular tap shoes but with red instead of black. Even with the (what looks like) form fitting suit he still looks androgynous. He also has a black cane with a handle resembling a rapier's
A man, about 6'2, seems to appears out of nowhere. His skin is jet black and has the texture of ash, boney fingers seem to barely hold on to the ashy flesh that is upon them. He has a skull-like face is sunken in with dark eye sockets that once held eyes but no longer do, the skull rotten boney teeth are dark grey in color as if he has eaten pure coal. He wears nothing but a tattered black cloak and a heavy metal vest of some type. The vest looks military in nature but seems to lock around him in protective way. He carries a thin dark metal pole with some sort of inscribed writing on its hilt. Black steel chains wrap around his waist, neck, ankles and wrists as he slowly begins to take first steps into this bright new world. He holds up a hand to his nonexistent eyes to cover them from the fading sun as he walks through the forest.
"Gravity is different here.." he mutters, seeming to stumble a bit as he walks as if he is trying to maintain balance. He uses his rod to hold himself up like an extra leg as he continues.
He walks into the tavern, still using his rod as a extra leg. He sighs and finally sits down at a table.
Wolfe is nearby, playing [INSERT GENERIC HEAVY METAL SONG HERE].
He looks up, His skull face turning to face her.
She continues to play the song she was on. When she finished, she walked over. "You new?"
"You could say that..." he said, placing his rod to the side.
"Just did." She strummed a welcoming tune on her guitar a bit. "Welcome to the Tavern at the End of the World."
He seems to bow his head a bit, the chains on his ankles and wrists clink as they move.
She strapped her guitar around and sat down. "So, who're you?"
A man, about 6'2, seems to appears out of nowhere. His skin is jet black and has the texture of ash, boney fingers seem to barely hold on to the ashy flesh that is upon them. He has a skull-like face is sunken in with dark eye sockets that once held eyes but no longer do, the skull rotten boney teeth are dark grey in color as if he has eaten pure coal. He wears nothing but a tattered black cloak and a heavy metal vest of some type. The vest looks military in nature but seems to lock around him in protective way. He carries a thin dark metal pole with some sort of inscribed writing on its hilt. Black steel chains wrap around his waist, neck, ankles and wrists as he slowly begins to take first steps into this bright new world. He holds up a hand to his nonexistent eyes to cover them from the fading sun as he walks through the forest.
"Gravity is different here.." he mutters, seeming to stumble a bit as he walks as if he is trying to maintain balance. He uses his rod to hold himself up like an extra leg as he continues.
He walks into the tavern, still using his rod as a extra leg. He sighs and finally sits down at a table.
Wolfe is nearby, playing [INSERT GENERIC HEAVY METAL SONG HERE].
Thirteen's face is contorted in frustration, his hand shaking so he's spilling a lot of his elf tea. "CUT THAT RACKET!!!!!" Thirteen yells.
*I've decided to make Thirteen act like an old man this morning*
Wolfe just keeps on Rockin'!
Thirteen snaps his fingers, and three skeletons go and intimidate her.
*WOLFE USED PK ROCKIN'! SMAAAAAAAASH! 331069 DAMAGE!*
Considering they're just skeletons and she knows about the tavern blessing, it surprisingly doesn't work, and she just kicks them into the air as bony confetti to visually decorate her song.
Thirteen's teacup shatters in his grip. "THAT'S IT!!!" Thirteen hovers over to Wolfe. "Will you... PLEASE... not play that so loudly?"
She ignores him, finishing up her current song.
Thirteen gives a kind of whispery scream and falls off the roof.
*I'm sure this was inside.*
Since she's finally done, she looked down at him on the ground. "Dude, what's your problem?"
"Well it's morning and I didn't get to trance at all last night because I was in Athas, preventing a sorcerer-king from murdering his entire city. And you're playing rock music and it's ONLY FUDGING EIGHT IN THE MORNING!!!!!!!"
Wolfe is doing some early morning playing of her guitar.
Spectacle audibly taps up with his tap shoes. *with a timewarp if you don't mind.*
*intro post from while u were gone*
*DONE! MY GOD, IT TOOK TO LONG. btw Alastor from Hazbin Hotel might have subconsciously influenced them more than I thought. anyway, here he is.*
A rhythmic Tapping on Stone is heard from the door, soon snapping fingers join, then backing trumpets do, and the door swings open with a red suited figure, with Magenta skin starts singing with Enthralling Performance (due to the dome no ones charmed but let's say it just makes the Performance more wonderful) *the voice is a smooth male voice singing to a jazzy tune similar to "Friends on the other side" but a little faster*
"🎶 Welcome one and alll, to the best performance you saaw. 🎶
🎶 Just take a seat, rest your feet, & I'll do it alll. 🎶
🎶 cuz' this is a SPECTAAACLLE, that's me, right here, right now. A SPECTAACLLE, with this, you'll just, go wow. 🎶"
*now imagine the rest cuz I'm not qualified to make a full version.* This goes on for 1 minute before he finishes with bow. Now that He's stopped dancing around constantly people would be able to see that he's a: 5'10" Tiefling with pure gold eyes, pale magenta skin, & maroon hair, and which the roots are held to the head by ringed black horns almost forming a wavy crown or tiara. For about an hour you'll only see him donning his red suit with a dark purple dress shirt underneath that the suit shows with a v neck hole, but with a rounded tip. the suit has folded over (seemingly silk) cloth. He has Dress Trousers made of the matieral and tap regular tap shoes but with red instead of black. Even with the (what looks like) form fitting suit he still looks androgynous. He also has a black cane with a handle resembling a rapier's
*OoOoOooh, cool, like the idea.*
She gives him a look but continues playing.
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A man, about 6'2, seems to appears out of nowhere. His skin is jet black and has the texture of ash, boney fingers seem to barely hold on to the ashy flesh that is upon them. He has a skull-like face is sunken in with dark eye sockets that once held eyes but no longer do, the skull rotten boney teeth are dark grey in color as if he has eaten pure coal. He wears nothing but a tattered black cloak and a heavy metal vest of some type. The vest looks military in nature but seems to lock around him in protective way. He carries a thin dark metal pole with some sort of inscribed writing on its hilt. Black steel chains wrap around his waist, neck, ankles and wrists as he slowly begins to take first steps into this bright new world. He holds up a hand to his nonexistent eyes to cover them from the fading sun as he walks through the forest.
"Gravity is different here.." he mutters, seeming to stumble a bit as he walks as if he is trying to maintain balance. He uses his rod to hold himself up like an extra leg as he continues.
He walks into the tavern, still using his rod as a extra leg. He sighs and finally sits down at a table.
Wolfe is nearby, playing [INSERT GENERIC HEAVY METAL SONG HERE].
He looks up, His skull face turning to face her.
She continues to play the song she was on. When she finished, she walked over. "You new?"
"You could say that..." he said, placing his rod to the side.
"Just did." She strummed a welcoming tune on her guitar a bit. "Welcome to the Tavern at the End of the World."
He seems to bow his head a bit, the chains on his ankles and wrists clink as they move.
She strapped her guitar around and sat down. "So, who're you?"
"I am Gieger" he said and looked back up her.
"I'm Wolfe. Where'd you come from?"
"It was Edager but now its a wasteland" he said
"Oh, when'd that happen?"
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Enethia is downstairs, quietly humming to herself as she writes something
Tikalae is donning armor upstairs
Kalnor is walking downstairs
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Wolfe is doing some early morning playing of her guitar.
Spectacle audibly taps up with his tap shoes. *with a timewarp if you don't mind.*
*intro post from while u were gone*
*DONE! MY GOD, IT TOOK TO LONG. btw Alastor from Hazbin Hotel might have subconsciously influenced them more than I thought. anyway, here he is.*
A rhythmic Tapping on Stone is heard from the door, soon snapping fingers join, then backing trumpets do, and the door swings open with a red suited figure, with Magenta skin starts singing with Enthralling Performance (due to the dome no ones charmed but let's say it just makes the Performance more wonderful) *the voice is a smooth male voice singing to a jazzy tune similar to "Friends on the other side" but a little faster*
"🎶 Welcome one and alll, to the best performance you saaw. 🎶
🎶 Just take a seat, rest your feet, & I'll do it alll. 🎶
🎶 cuz' this is a SPECTAAACLLE, that's me, right here, right now. A SPECTAACLLE, with this, you'll just, go wow. 🎶"
*now imagine the rest cuz I'm not qualified to make a full version.* This goes on for 1 minute before he finishes with bow. Now that He's stopped dancing around constantly people would be able to see that he's a: 5'10" Tiefling with pure gold eyes, pale magenta skin, & maroon hair, and which the roots are held to the head by ringed black horns almost forming a wavy crown or tiara. For about an hour you'll only see him donning his red suit with a dark purple dress shirt underneath that the suit shows with a v neck hole, but with a rounded tip. the suit has folded over (seemingly silk) cloth. He has Dress Trousers made of the matieral and tap regular tap shoes but with red instead of black. Even with the (what looks like) form fitting suit he still looks androgynous. He also has a black cane with a handle resembling a rapier's
*Oh heck, Tevelin hates a showboat and now that she's twelve again, she may be more irrationally angry...*
A man, about 6'2, seems to appears out of nowhere. His skin is jet black and has the texture of ash, boney fingers seem to barely hold on to the ashy flesh that is upon them. He has a skull-like face is sunken in with dark eye sockets that once held eyes but no longer do, the skull rotten boney teeth are dark grey in color as if he has eaten pure coal. He wears nothing but a tattered black cloak and a heavy metal vest of some type. The vest looks military in nature but seems to lock around him in protective way. He carries a thin dark metal pole with some sort of inscribed writing on its hilt. Black steel chains wrap around his waist, neck, ankles and wrists as he slowly begins to take first steps into this bright new world. He holds up a hand to his nonexistent eyes to cover them from the fading sun as he walks through the forest.
"Gravity is different here.." he mutters, seeming to stumble a bit as he walks as if he is trying to maintain balance. He uses his rod to hold himself up like an extra leg as he continues.
He walks into the tavern, still using his rod as a extra leg. He sighs and finally sits down at a table.
Wolfe is nearby, playing [INSERT GENERIC HEAVY METAL SONG HERE].
Thirteen's face is contorted in frustration, his hand shaking so he's spilling a lot of his elf tea. "CUT THAT RACKET!!!!!" Thirteen yells.
*I've decided to make Thirteen act like an old man this morning*
Wolfe just keeps on Rockin'!
Thirteen snaps his fingers, and three skeletons go and intimidate her.
*WOLFE USED PK ROCKIN'! SMAAAAAAAASH! 331069 DAMAGE!*
Considering they're just skeletons and she knows about the tavern blessing, it surprisingly doesn't work, and she just kicks them into the air as bony confetti to visually decorate her song.
Thirteen's teacup shatters in his grip. "THAT'S IT!!!" Thirteen hovers over to Wolfe. "Will you... PLEASE... not play that so loudly?"
She ignores him, finishing up her current song.
Thirteen gives a kind of whispery scream and falls off the roof.
*I'm sure this was inside.*
Since she's finally done, she looked down at him on the ground. "Dude, what's your problem?"
"Well it's morning and I didn't get to trance at all last night because I was in Athas, preventing a sorcerer-king from murdering his entire city. And you're playing rock music and it's ONLY FUDGING EIGHT IN THE MORNING!!!!!!!"
"Deal with it."
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A man, about 6'2, seems to appears out of nowhere. His skin is jet black and has the texture of ash, boney fingers seem to barely hold on to the ashy flesh that is upon them. He has a skull-like face is sunken in with dark eye sockets that once held eyes but no longer do, the skull rotten boney teeth are dark grey in color as if he has eaten pure coal. He wears nothing but a tattered black cloak and a heavy metal vest of some type. The vest looks military in nature but seems to lock around him in protective way. He carries a thin dark metal pole with some sort of inscribed writing on its hilt. Black steel chains wrap around his waist, neck, ankles and wrists as he slowly begins to take first steps into this bright new world. He holds up a hand to his nonexistent eyes to cover them from the fading sun as he walks through the forest.
"Gravity is different here.." he mutters, seeming to stumble a bit as he walks as if he is trying to maintain balance. He uses his rod to hold himself up like an extra leg as he continues.
He walks into the tavern, still using his rod as a extra leg. He sighs and finally sits down at a table.
Wolfe is nearby, playing [INSERT GENERIC HEAVY METAL SONG HERE].
Thirteen's face is contorted in frustration, his hand shaking so he's spilling a lot of his elf tea. "CUT THAT RACKET!!!!!" Thirteen yells.
*I've decided to make Thirteen act like an old man this morning*
Wolfe just keeps on Rockin'!
Thirteen snaps his fingers, and three skeletons go and intimidate her.
*WOLFE USED PK ROCKIN'! SMAAAAAAAASH! 331069 DAMAGE!*
Considering they're just skeletons and she knows about the tavern blessing, it surprisingly doesn't work, and she just kicks them into the air as bony confetti to visually decorate her song.
Thirteen's teacup shatters in his grip. "THAT'S IT!!!" Thirteen hovers over to Wolfe. "Will you... PLEASE... not play that so loudly?"
She ignores him, finishing up her current song.
Thirteen gives a kind of whispery scream and falls off the roof.
*I'm sure this was inside.*
Since she's finally done, she looked down at him on the ground. "Dude, what's your problem?"
"Well it's morning and I didn't get to trance at all last night because I was in Athas, preventing a sorcerer-king from murdering his entire city. And you're playing rock music and it's ONLY FUDGING EIGHT IN THE MORNING!!!!!!!"
"Deal with it."
Thirteen whisper-screams again. "I have bard friends in high places. Literally, she's an aarakocra and she's flying up in the sky, a literal high place. You'll be sorryyyyy..."
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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)
A man, about 6'2, seems to appears out of nowhere. His skin is jet black and has the texture of ash, boney fingers seem to barely hold on to the ashy flesh that is upon them. He has a skull-like face is sunken in with dark eye sockets that once held eyes but no longer do, the skull rotten boney teeth are dark grey in color as if he has eaten pure coal. He wears nothing but a tattered black cloak and a heavy metal vest of some type. The vest looks military in nature but seems to lock around him in protective way. He carries a thin dark metal pole with some sort of inscribed writing on its hilt. Black steel chains wrap around his waist, neck, ankles and wrists as he slowly begins to take first steps into this bright new world. He holds up a hand to his nonexistent eyes to cover them from the fading sun as he walks through the forest.
"Gravity is different here.." he mutters, seeming to stumble a bit as he walks as if he is trying to maintain balance. He uses his rod to hold himself up like an extra leg as he continues.
He walks into the tavern, still using his rod as a extra leg. He sighs and finally sits down at a table.
Wolfe is nearby, playing [INSERT GENERIC HEAVY METAL SONG HERE].
He looks up, His skull face turning to face her.
She continues to play the song she was on. When she finished, she walked over. "You new?"
"You could say that..." he said, placing his rod to the side.
"Just did." She strummed a welcoming tune on her guitar a bit. "Welcome to the Tavern at the End of the World."
He seems to bow his head a bit, the chains on his ankles and wrists clink as they move.
She strapped her guitar around and sat down. "So, who're you?"
Enethia is downstairs, quietly humming to herself as she writes something
Tikalae is donning armor upstairs
Kalnor is walking downstairs
*Heres my actives*
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A man, about 6'2, seems to appears out of nowhere. His skin is jet black and has the texture of ash, boney fingers seem to barely hold on to the ashy flesh that is upon them. He has a skull-like face is sunken in with dark eye sockets that once held eyes but no longer do, the skull rotten boney teeth are dark grey in color as if he has eaten pure coal. He wears nothing but a tattered black cloak and a heavy metal vest of some type. The vest looks military in nature but seems to lock around him in protective way. He carries a thin dark metal pole with some sort of inscribed writing on its hilt. Black steel chains wrap around his waist, neck, ankles and wrists as he slowly begins to take first steps into this bright new world. He holds up a hand to his nonexistent eyes to cover them from the fading sun as he walks through the forest.
"Gravity is different here.." he mutters, seeming to stumble a bit as he walks as if he is trying to maintain balance. He uses his rod to hold himself up like an extra leg as he continues.
He walks into the tavern, still using his rod as a extra leg. He sighs and finally sits down at a table.
Wolfe is nearby, playing [INSERT GENERIC HEAVY METAL SONG HERE].
Thirteen's face is contorted in frustration, his hand shaking so he's spilling a lot of his elf tea. "CUT THAT RACKET!!!!!" Thirteen yells.
*I've decided to make Thirteen act like an old man this morning*
Wolfe just keeps on Rockin'!
Thirteen snaps his fingers, and three skeletons go and intimidate her.
*WOLFE USED PK ROCKIN'! SMAAAAAAAASH! 331069 DAMAGE!*
Considering they're just skeletons and she knows about the tavern blessing, it surprisingly doesn't work, and she just kicks them into the air as bony confetti to visually decorate her song.
Thirteen's teacup shatters in his grip. "THAT'S IT!!!" Thirteen hovers over to Wolfe. "Will you... PLEASE... not play that so loudly?"
She ignores him, finishing up her current song.
Thirteen gives a kind of whispery scream and falls off the roof.
*I'm sure this was inside.*
Since she's finally done, she looked down at him on the ground. "Dude, what's your problem?"
"Well it's morning and I didn't get to trance at all last night because I was in Athas, preventing a sorcerer-king from murdering his entire city. And you're playing rock music and it's ONLY FUDGING EIGHT IN THE MORNING!!!!!!!"
"Deal with it."
Thirteen whisper-screams again. "I have bard friends in high places. Literally, she's an aarakocra and she's flying up in the sky, a literal high place. You'll be sorryyyyy..."
"Drama queen." She scoffs and starts doing some riffs on her guitar.
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Cody is skateboarding outside. His borax has a xenomorph on the bottom with red and blue highlights. He does a kickflip and falls on his face. He has a few scratches but he looks okay. He gets back on the skateboard and tries again. And again. And again.
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Spectacle audibly taps up with his tap shoes. *with a timewarp if you don't mind.*
*intro post from while u were gone*
*DONE! MY GOD, IT TOOK TO LONG. btw Alastor from Hazbin Hotel might have subconsciously influenced them more than I thought. anyway, here he is.*
A rhythmic Tapping on Stone is heard from the door, soon snapping fingers join, then backing trumpets do, and the door swings open with a red suited figure, with Magenta skin starts singing with Enthralling Performance (due to the dome no ones charmed but let's say it just makes the Performance more wonderful) *the voice is a smooth male voice singing to a jazzy tune similar to "Friends on the other side" but a little faster*
"🎶 Welcome one and alll, to the best performance you saaw. 🎶
🎶 Just take a seat, rest your feet, & I'll do it alll. 🎶
🎶 cuz' this is a SPECTAAACLLE, that's me, right here, right now. A SPECTAACLLE, with this, you'll just, go wow. 🎶"
*now imagine the rest cuz I'm not qualified to make a full version.* This goes on for 1 minute before he finishes with bow. Now that He's stopped dancing around constantly people would be able to see that he's a: 5'10" Tiefling with pure gold eyes, pale magenta skin, & maroon hair, and which the roots are held to the head by ringed black horns almost forming a wavy crown or tiara. For about an hour you'll only see him donning his red suit with a dark purple dress shirt underneath that the suit shows with a v neck hole, but with a rounded tip. the suit has folded over (seemingly silk) cloth. He has Dress Trousers made of the matieral and tap regular tap shoes but with red instead of black. Even with the (what looks like) form fitting suit he still looks androgynous. He also has a black cane with a handle resembling a rapier's
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"It was Edager but now its a wasteland" he said
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
"Well it's morning and I didn't get to trance at all last night because I was in Athas, preventing a sorcerer-king from murdering his entire city. And you're playing rock music and it's ONLY FUDGING EIGHT IN THE MORNING!!!!!!!"
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.
*OoOoOooh, cool, like the idea.*
She gives him a look but continues playing.
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I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"Oh, when'd that happen?"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Enethia is downstairs, quietly humming to herself as she writes something
Tikalae is donning armor upstairs
Kalnor is walking downstairs
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)
*Oh heck, Tevelin hates a showboat and now that she's twelve again, she may be more irrationally angry...*
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.
"Deal with it."
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.
*im back for about 15 minuets*
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
Thirteen whisper-screams again. "I have bard friends in high places. Literally, she's an aarakocra and she's flying up in the sky, a literal high place. You'll be sorryyyyy..."
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.
*Hello!*
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall.
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*Hi!!*
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)
*Summary of the past five pages?*
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall.
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*im thinking of introing a couple of new charecters*
akmenos is going through martial arts forms outside
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
*Not too much*
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)
"farther into the future" he said
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
*Heres my actives*
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)
"Drama queen." She scoffs and starts doing some riffs on her guitar.
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.
Mithris waves to him.
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall.
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
Cody is skateboarding outside. His borax has a xenomorph on the bottom with red and blue highlights. He does a kickflip and falls on his face. He has a few scratches but he looks okay. He gets back on the skateboard and tries again. And again. And again.
Back in black baby