*Morning y'all, I am in middle school and I hate it*
Young Tevelin is preparing for a BATTLE OF THE BARDS with Wolfe, but for now she's going on a peaceful morning fly over the forest.
Spectacle goes outside after a failed search of Tevelin in the tavern.
Tevelin sees Spectacle on the green and lands before him, SLAMMING her rod into the earth and unleashing a massive wave of elemental air. When the wave of wind clears, the rod has transformed into a dulcimer. "Hello." Tevelin says.
After fixing her position and face from the wind, "You know if my hair wasn't held by my horns it'd be a pain to deal with." Her voice a little more feminine this time around, "But anyways I wanted to have a chat with you."
"Okay, and sorry about that. I should probably put this away..." Tevelin straps the dulcimer to her back, where it reverts into a rod again.
"oh don't worry it's nothing to serious, just you called me with my performance I put on yesterday, not even for you, a showoff because of it, and frankly it's called putting on a show, & using magic to enhance it."
"You're right. We have less of that kind of stuff in my city, and I guess I thought it was kind of a waste of resources. But now I know that it was magic soo..." Tevelin looks around for a second, then blurts out "Would you like to judge a musical competition?"
*Morning everyone, hope everyone is having a good morning so far*
Allison was outside. She was wearing a white tank-top, black leggings, and thin birch sandals. She wore her hair down with a laurel of silver leaves as a hair decoration of sorts. She was tending to her garden happily while reading out loud to herself. The book in her hands had the title "Reverse mirrors of Avalon". She seemed rather content today but far into the wood, a certain devil watched her, keeping an eye on her, until krathian payed his dues.
Adder was asleep upstairs.
Lawrence might bring in a special character they had for awhile
*Hm...*
Spawn isn't sure who else is stalking Allison, but he doesn't like it and decides to grump a little bit more today.
*Ezekiel, the black rose tattoo on the back of her neck is like a homing device for him*
Allison watches Spawn and chuckles "If you continue to make that face, it will get stuck"
"Good. I hope it does." Spawn grimaces. "Why are you still wasting your time with Krathian?"
"Im going to deflect your question and answer you with, why do you care Spawn?"
*Morning everyone, hope everyone is having a good morning so far*
Allison was outside. She was wearing a white tank-top, black leggings, and thin birch sandals. She wore her hair down with a laurel of silver leaves as a hair decoration of sorts. She was tending to her garden happily while reading out loud to herself. The book in her hands had the title "Reverse mirrors of Avalon". She seemed rather content today but far into the wood, a certain devil watched her, keeping an eye on her, until krathian payed his dues.
Adder was asleep upstairs.
Lawrence might bring in a special character they had for awhile
*Hm...*
Spawn isn't sure who else is stalking Allison, but he doesn't like it and decides to grump a little bit more today.
*Lovely, I'm considering making a devil character who could be like Spawn's old friend or something, what do you think VTL?*
*Spawn doesn't have friends.*
*Old ENEMY then?*
*My point is that Spawn couldn't give two cares about most of the people he comes across. If he had a nemesis, he wouldn't care at all to even remember their name. I actually think it would be really funny if you made a character that was all, "Remember what you did to me you rat?" And have Spawn pull a Thanos, "I don't even know who you are."*
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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.)
*Morning everyone, hope everyone is having a good morning so far*
Allison was outside. She was wearing a white tank-top, black leggings, and thin birch sandals. She wore her hair down with a laurel of silver leaves as a hair decoration of sorts. She was tending to her garden happily while reading out loud to herself. The book in her hands had the title "Reverse mirrors of Avalon". She seemed rather content today but far into the wood, a certain devil watched her, keeping an eye on her, until krathian payed his dues.
Adder was asleep upstairs.
*gotta love how there's this paragraph for a character, in detail about where she is, what she's wearing, what she's doing, & something that's going on. and then "Adder was asleep upstairs.", just wow. (plz take this lightly I'm just playin' with ya.)*
Arrow was perched on the roof of the tavern but heard noise, and decided to perch on tree that was closer to Allison & lower than the roof. *This wasn't supposed to be stealthy btw*
*Thats because Adder is Adder and wears the same clothes after day XD*
Allison looks up and waves slightly "Hello there"
"Hey, just stumbled upon your little area of, uhm, peace? Gods I suck with social interaction."
"No no dear! Your fine" she said and smiled kindly
"Ah, Well, what's that I heard you reading?"
"The reverse Mirrors of Avalon. Its a bit of a mystery story and its got me hooked" she said with a smile
"The Reverse Mirrors Of Avalon, I've heard that somewhere, oh yeah a previous mark had that on them."
"A.. Mark?" She questioned, rather confused.
"Mark, as in a target a bounty hunter has."
Allison raised an eyebrow "A previous target on the book??"
A crack happened outside of the tavern boundaries. It happened right in front of a stone pillar like a mouth opening to speak. It was a jet black in color. A woman stepped through.
She was 6'2. She was female in species but seemed a little off. She had blind hair with was a dark brown towards the roots, it was cut in bob style and angled in a way that it framed her face nicely. She had bright warm grey eyes that shined with deep intellect. She had a bouncy attitude as she scanned the world around her with a grin played upon her face. She wore a navy blue t-shirt, a pair of dark blue jeans that were connected by yellow suspenders, and a long grey sweater-like coat. She had tattoos running down her neck and arms as she rolled up her sleeves.
*Morning everyone, hope everyone is having a good morning so far*
Allison was outside. She was wearing a white tank-top, black leggings, and thin birch sandals. She wore her hair down with a laurel of silver leaves as a hair decoration of sorts. She was tending to her garden happily while reading out loud to herself. The book in her hands had the title "Reverse mirrors of Avalon". She seemed rather content today but far into the wood, a certain devil watched her, keeping an eye on her, until krathian payed his dues.
Adder was asleep upstairs.
Lawrence might bring in a special character they had for awhile
*Hm...*
Spawn isn't sure who else is stalking Allison, but he doesn't like it and decides to grump a little bit more today.
*Lovely, I'm considering making a devil character who could be like Spawn's old friend or something, what do you think VTL?*
*Spawn doesn't have friends.*
*Old ENEMY then?*
*My point is that Spawn couldn't give two cares about most of the people he comes across. If he had a nemesis, he wouldn't care at all to even remember their name. I actually think it would be really funny if you made a character that was all, "Remember what you did to me you rat?" And have Spawn pull a Thanos, "I don't even know who you are."*
*Morning everyone, hope everyone is having a good morning so far*
Allison was outside. She was wearing a white tank-top, black leggings, and thin birch sandals. She wore her hair down with a laurel of silver leaves as a hair decoration of sorts. She was tending to her garden happily while reading out loud to herself. The book in her hands had the title "Reverse mirrors of Avalon". She seemed rather content today but far into the wood, a certain devil watched her, keeping an eye on her, until krathian payed his dues.
Adder was asleep upstairs.
Lawrence might bring in a special character they had for awhile
*Hm...*
Spawn isn't sure who else is stalking Allison, but he doesn't like it and decides to grump a little bit more today.
*Ezekiel, the black rose tattoo on the back of her neck is like a homing device for him*
Allison watches Spawn and chuckles "If you continue to make that face, it will get stuck"
"Good. I hope it does." Spawn grimaces. "Why are you still wasting your time with Krathian?"
"Im going to deflect your question and answer you with, why do you care Spawn?"
"Because I own your soul. Ezekiel can't have it unless he kills me permanently. So Krathian shouldn't have to be away- but he is. You can rest easy now, thanks to me. All Krathian ever does is...nothing from what I've seen. He's always away."
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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.)
*Morning y'all, I am in middle school and I hate it*
Young Tevelin is preparing for a BATTLE OF THE BARDS with Wolfe, but for now she's going on a peaceful morning fly over the forest.
Spectacle goes outside after a failed search of Tevelin in the tavern.
Tevelin sees Spectacle on the green and lands before him, SLAMMING her rod into the earth and unleashing a massive wave of elemental air. When the wave of wind clears, the rod has transformed into a dulcimer. "Hello." Tevelin says.
After fixing her position and face from the wind, "You know if my hair wasn't held by my horns it'd be a pain to deal with." Her voice a little more feminine this time around, "But anyways I wanted to have a chat with you."
"Okay, and sorry about that. I should probably put this away..." Tevelin straps the dulcimer to her back, where it reverts into a rod again.
"oh don't worry it's nothing to serious, just you called me with my performance I put on yesterday, not even for you, a showoff because of it, and frankly it's called putting on a show, & using magic to enhance it."
"You're right. We have less of that kind of stuff in my city, and I guess I thought it was kind of a waste of resources. But now I know that it was magic soo..." Tevelin looks around for a second, then blurts out "Would you like to judge a musical competition?"
"Gladly! I would like to join one either, but listening to music like that's fun, ooh I could put on an opening performance to warm the crowd up!" She says, ideas already piling up.
*Morning y'all, I am in middle school and I hate it*
Young Tevelin is preparing for a BATTLE OF THE BARDS with Wolfe, but for now she's going on a peaceful morning fly over the forest.
Spectacle goes outside after a failed search of Tevelin in the tavern.
Tevelin sees Spectacle on the green and lands before him, SLAMMING her rod into the earth and unleashing a massive wave of elemental air. When the wave of wind clears, the rod has transformed into a dulcimer. "Hello." Tevelin says.
After fixing her position and face from the wind, "You know if my hair wasn't held by my horns it'd be a pain to deal with." Her voice a little more feminine this time around, "But anyways I wanted to have a chat with you."
"Okay, and sorry about that. I should probably put this away..." Tevelin straps the dulcimer to her back, where it reverts into a rod again.
"oh don't worry it's nothing to serious, just you called me with my performance I put on yesterday, not even for you, a showoff because of it, and frankly it's called putting on a show, & using magic to enhance it."
"You're right. We have less of that kind of stuff in my city, and I guess I thought it was kind of a waste of resources. But now I know that it was magic soo..." Tevelin looks around for a second, then blurts out "Would you like to judge a musical competition?"
"Gladly! I would like to join one either, but listening to music like that's fun, ooh I could put on an opening performance to warm the crowd up!" She says, ideas already piling up.
"Good idea. I call it, wait for it, BATTLE OF THE BARDS! I like the opening performance thing a lot."
*Morning everyone, hope everyone is having a good morning so far*
Allison was outside. She was wearing a white tank-top, black leggings, and thin birch sandals. She wore her hair down with a laurel of silver leaves as a hair decoration of sorts. She was tending to her garden happily while reading out loud to herself. The book in her hands had the title "Reverse mirrors of Avalon". She seemed rather content today but far into the wood, a certain devil watched her, keeping an eye on her, until krathian payed his dues.
Adder was asleep upstairs.
Lawrence might bring in a special character they had for awhile
*Hm...*
Spawn isn't sure who else is stalking Allison, but he doesn't like it and decides to grump a little bit more today.
*Ezekiel, the black rose tattoo on the back of her neck is like a homing device for him*
Allison watches Spawn and chuckles "If you continue to make that face, it will get stuck"
"Good. I hope it does." Spawn grimaces. "Why are you still wasting your time with Krathian?"
"Im going to deflect your question and answer you with, why do you care Spawn?"
"Because I own your soul. Ezekiel can't have it unless he kills me permanently. So Krathian shouldn't have to be away- but he is. You can rest easy now, thanks to me. All Krathian ever does is...nothing from what I've seen. He's always away."
"Well im going to ask a question for you now. I have noticed how you act to others and then how you act to me, I might know much about people and emotions but something about how you act towards me makes me wonder... Why?" She said and scooched herself closer to him, she set her book aside and turned her attention towards him.
*Morning everyone, hope everyone is having a good morning so far*
Allison was outside. She was wearing a white tank-top, black leggings, and thin birch sandals. She wore her hair down with a laurel of silver leaves as a hair decoration of sorts. She was tending to her garden happily while reading out loud to herself. The book in her hands had the title "Reverse mirrors of Avalon". She seemed rather content today but far into the wood, a certain devil watched her, keeping an eye on her, until krathian payed his dues.
Adder was asleep upstairs.
*gotta love how there's this paragraph for a character, in detail about where she is, what she's wearing, what she's doing, & something that's going on. and then "Adder was asleep upstairs.", just wow. (plz take this lightly I'm just playin' with ya.)*
Arrow was perched on the roof of the tavern but heard noise, and decided to perch on tree that was closer to Allison & lower than the roof. *This wasn't supposed to be stealthy btw*
*Thats because Adder is Adder and wears the same clothes after day XD*
Allison looks up and waves slightly "Hello there"
"Hey, just stumbled upon your little area of, uhm, peace? Gods I suck with social interaction."
"No no dear! Your fine" she said and smiled kindly
"Ah, Well, what's that I heard you reading?"
"The reverse Mirrors of Avalon. Its a bit of a mystery story and its got me hooked" she said with a smile
"The Reverse Mirrors Of Avalon, I've heard that somewhere, oh yeah a previous mark had that on them."
"A.. Mark?" She questioned, rather confused.
"Mark, as in a target a bounty hunter has."
Allison raised an eyebrow "A previous target on the book??"
"No no, I had a job to, uh, end someone, & on them was that book, not that exact one but you know, which is why it sounded familiar to me."
*Morning everyone, hope everyone is having a good morning so far*
Allison was outside. She was wearing a white tank-top, black leggings, and thin birch sandals. She wore her hair down with a laurel of silver leaves as a hair decoration of sorts. She was tending to her garden happily while reading out loud to herself. The book in her hands had the title "Reverse mirrors of Avalon". She seemed rather content today but far into the wood, a certain devil watched her, keeping an eye on her, until krathian payed his dues.
Adder was asleep upstairs.
Lawrence might bring in a special character they had for awhile
*Hm...*
Spawn isn't sure who else is stalking Allison, but he doesn't like it and decides to grump a little bit more today.
*Ezekiel, the black rose tattoo on the back of her neck is like a homing device for him*
Allison watches Spawn and chuckles "If you continue to make that face, it will get stuck"
"Good. I hope it does." Spawn grimaces. "Why are you still wasting your time with Krathian?"
"Im going to deflect your question and answer you with, why do you care Spawn?"
"Because I own your soul. Ezekiel can't have it unless he kills me permanently. So Krathian shouldn't have to be away- but he is. You can rest easy now, thanks to me. All Krathian ever does is...nothing from what I've seen. He's always away."
"Well im going to ask a question for you now. I have noticed how you act to others and then how you act to me, I might know much about people and emotions but something about how you act towards me makes me wonder... Why?" She said and scooched herself closer to him, she set her book aside and turned her attention towards him.
"You did me a solid when you gave me the memories from my ring. You didn't owe me anything and yet you still decided to help me." Spawn looks skeptical.
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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.)
*Morning y'all, I am in middle school and I hate it*
Young Tevelin is preparing for a BATTLE OF THE BARDS with Wolfe, but for now she's going on a peaceful morning fly over the forest.
Spectacle goes outside after a failed search of Tevelin in the tavern.
Tevelin sees Spectacle on the green and lands before him, SLAMMING her rod into the earth and unleashing a massive wave of elemental air. When the wave of wind clears, the rod has transformed into a dulcimer. "Hello." Tevelin says.
After fixing her position and face from the wind, "You know if my hair wasn't held by my horns it'd be a pain to deal with." Her voice a little more feminine this time around, "But anyways I wanted to have a chat with you."
"Okay, and sorry about that. I should probably put this away..." Tevelin straps the dulcimer to her back, where it reverts into a rod again.
"oh don't worry it's nothing to serious, just you called me with my performance I put on yesterday, not even for you, a showoff because of it, and frankly it's called putting on a show, & using magic to enhance it."
"You're right. We have less of that kind of stuff in my city, and I guess I thought it was kind of a waste of resources. But now I know that it was magic soo..." Tevelin looks around for a second, then blurts out "Would you like to judge a musical competition?"
"Gladly! I would like to join one either, but listening to music like that's fun, ooh I could put on an opening performance to warm the crowd up!" She says, ideas already piling up.
"Good idea. I call it, wait for it, BATTLE OF THE BARDS! I like the opening performance thing a lot."
*Morning everyone, hope everyone is having a good morning so far*
Allison was outside. She was wearing a white tank-top, black leggings, and thin birch sandals. She wore her hair down with a laurel of silver leaves as a hair decoration of sorts. She was tending to her garden happily while reading out loud to herself. The book in her hands had the title "Reverse mirrors of Avalon". She seemed rather content today but far into the wood, a certain devil watched her, keeping an eye on her, until krathian payed his dues.
Adder was asleep upstairs.
Lawrence might bring in a special character they had for awhile
*Hm...*
Spawn isn't sure who else is stalking Allison, but he doesn't like it and decides to grump a little bit more today.
*Ezekiel, the black rose tattoo on the back of her neck is like a homing device for him*
Allison watches Spawn and chuckles "If you continue to make that face, it will get stuck"
"Good. I hope it does." Spawn grimaces. "Why are you still wasting your time with Krathian?"
"Im going to deflect your question and answer you with, why do you care Spawn?"
"Because I own your soul. Ezekiel can't have it unless he kills me permanently. So Krathian shouldn't have to be away- but he is. You can rest easy now, thanks to me. All Krathian ever does is...nothing from what I've seen. He's always away."
"Well im going to ask a question for you now. I have noticed how you act to others and then how you act to me, I might know much about people and emotions but something about how you act towards me makes me wonder... Why?" She said and scooched herself closer to him, she set her book aside and turned her attention towards him.
"You did me a solid when you gave me the memories from my ring. You didn't owe me anything and yet you still decided to help me." Spawn looks skeptical.
"Considering we are not dancing around the truth, as much as I think we are, I suppose I should talk to you about what im feeling and whether it is right or not" she said and chuckled "Ive already talked to Enethia about it and I still wonder if it is ethical.."
*Morning everyone, hope everyone is having a good morning so far*
Allison was outside. She was wearing a white tank-top, black leggings, and thin birch sandals. She wore her hair down with a laurel of silver leaves as a hair decoration of sorts. She was tending to her garden happily while reading out loud to herself. The book in her hands had the title "Reverse mirrors of Avalon". She seemed rather content today but far into the wood, a certain devil watched her, keeping an eye on her, until krathian payed his dues.
Adder was asleep upstairs.
Lawrence might bring in a special character they had for awhile
*Hm...*
Spawn isn't sure who else is stalking Allison, but he doesn't like it and decides to grump a little bit more today.
*Ezekiel, the black rose tattoo on the back of her neck is like a homing device for him*
Allison watches Spawn and chuckles "If you continue to make that face, it will get stuck"
"Good. I hope it does." Spawn grimaces. "Why are you still wasting your time with Krathian?"
"Im going to deflect your question and answer you with, why do you care Spawn?"
"Because I own your soul. Ezekiel can't have it unless he kills me permanently. So Krathian shouldn't have to be away- but he is. You can rest easy now, thanks to me. All Krathian ever does is...nothing from what I've seen. He's always away."
"Well im going to ask a question for you now. I have noticed how you act to others and then how you act to me, I might know much about people and emotions but something about how you act towards me makes me wonder... Why?" She said and scooched herself closer to him, she set her book aside and turned her attention towards him.
"You did me a solid when you gave me the memories from my ring. You didn't owe me anything and yet you still decided to help me." Spawn looks skeptical.
"Considering we are not dancing around the truth, as much as I think we are, I suppose I should talk to you about what im feeling and whether it is right or not" she said and chuckled "Ive already talked to Enethia about it and I still wonder if it is ethical.."
"I'm not the guy to discuss ethics with. I prefer you just kill whoever it is you're going to kill and be done with it..."
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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.)
Annoyed noises can be heard coming from Enethia's room
Kalnor is asleep
Tikalae is training
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The void wall shimmers and ripples, and a massive creature resembling a bipedal grasshopper made of ice leaps out, standing up at a formidable height of about ten feet. It speaks in a cold, metallic breath, like how you'd expect a blizzard to sound. "Where is Spawn?"
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"You're right. We have less of that kind of stuff in my city, and I guess I thought it was kind of a waste of resources. But now I know that it was magic soo..." Tevelin looks around for a second, then blurts out "Would you like to judge a musical competition?"
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.
"Im going to deflect your question and answer you with, why do you care Spawn?"
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
*My point is that Spawn couldn't give two cares about most of the people he comes across. If he had a nemesis, he wouldn't care at all to even remember their name. I actually think it would be really funny if you made a character that was all, "Remember what you did to me you rat?" And have Spawn pull a Thanos, "I don't even know who you are."*
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.)
Allison raised an eyebrow "A previous target on the book??"
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
A crack happened outside of the tavern boundaries. It happened right in front of a stone pillar like a mouth opening to speak. It was a jet black in color. A woman stepped through.
She was 6'2. She was female in species but seemed a little off. She had blind hair with was a dark brown towards the roots, it was cut in bob style and angled in a way that it framed her face nicely. She had bright warm grey eyes that shined with deep intellect. She had a bouncy attitude as she scanned the world around her with a grin played upon her face. She wore a navy blue t-shirt, a pair of dark blue jeans that were connected by yellow suspenders, and a long grey sweater-like coat. She had tattoos running down her neck and arms as she rolled up her sleeves.
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
*Done. Eeeeeeeexcellent...*
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.
"Because I own your soul. Ezekiel can't have it unless he kills me permanently. So Krathian shouldn't have to be away- but he is. You can rest easy now, thanks to me. All Krathian ever does is...nothing from what I've seen. He's always away."
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.)
"Gladly! I would like to join one either, but listening to music like that's fun, ooh I could put on an opening performance to warm the crowd up!" She says, ideas already piling up.
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Good idea. I call it, wait for it, BATTLE OF THE BARDS! I like the opening performance thing a lot."
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.
"Well im going to ask a question for you now. I have noticed how you act to others and then how you act to me, I might know much about people and emotions but something about how you act towards me makes me wonder... Why?" She said and scooched herself closer to him, she set her book aside and turned her attention towards him.
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
"No no, I had a job to, uh, end someone, & on them was that book, not that exact one but you know, which is why it sounded familiar to me."
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"You did me a solid when you gave me the memories from my ring. You didn't owe me anything and yet you still decided to help me." Spawn looks skeptical.
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.)
"OoOh! Brilliant!" She says with pure giddy.
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Considering we are not dancing around the truth, as much as I think we are, I suppose I should talk to you about what im feeling and whether it is right or not" she said and chuckled "Ive already talked to Enethia about it and I still wonder if it is ethical.."
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
Wolfe is practicing an extremely complex and long riff on her guitar.
Sharlene is extremely bored right now.
*Taceli is inactive, so Nerima shall be back for a bit* Nerima is playing with some bones in a corner.
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.
"I'm not the guy to discuss ethics with. I prefer you just kill whoever it is you're going to kill and be done with it..."
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.)
Annoyed noises can be heard coming from Enethia's room
Kalnor is asleep
Tikalae is training
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)
The void wall shimmers and ripples, and a massive creature resembling a bipedal grasshopper made of ice leaps out, standing up at a formidable height of about ten feet. It speaks in a cold, metallic breath, like how you'd expect a blizzard to sound. "Where is Spawn?"
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.
Thara watches from a few tables back, "wow."
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*Hello!*
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall.
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Homebrew (Mostly Outdated): Magic Items, Monsters, Spells, Subclasses
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