A man in a Red jumpsuit with Gold buttons and zippers walked in. He wore his hood up, along with a circular white mask with a painted black smile and eyes. He has thick black boots on that thump across the floor of the tavern before he sits down at a table and begins sharpening a small knife.
A fish-man walks in. He has Black and blue scales along with short, broad finned tail. He wears a Grey, long sleeved shirt, Black pants, and a dark green sash around his waist. A peculiar collar is around his neck made of metal of some blue glass bulbs filled with water. He goes up to the bar and sits down at it.
Both get a voiceless telepathic message (Hello,.there)
The one in the red jumpsuit looked up from his knife and looked around for a minute. "what the..?"
The fish-man blinks slowly (may I ask who is talking?)
(Telepathy. Pretty common round this group)
(Call me Tohrihpes. You?)
(and why are you in may head) The man askes
(I am Azel, nice to meet you)
(To talk. And Im not exactly in your head...)
(Same to you. What brings you here?)
(what do you want to talk about.... And then where are you?)
(I was brought here)
You. Who you are.
By who or what?
I am Elliot, but you can call me Red Man.
Honestly, I have very little idea
Alright, then. Where do you come from?
Do you know why you were brought? Or how?
Coon city, hard place to find.
I'm afraid I don't have a clue
Which world?
Then how do you know you were brought?
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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 Characters (Outdated)
Without warning, a 6'2 woman suddenly bursts the door open, her heavy boots clanking against the wooden floor. She flicked back some of her long, dark black hair as she smiled wickedly. Her caramel brown eyes studied the patrons of the tavern as she took a breath and loudly proclaimed: "Get prepared for a show, 'cause you're about to get one!" She grabs her warhammer slung on her back, and twirled it around effortlessly, the hammer magically transforming into a electric guitar as it spun in her hand. When she set the instrument into position, she strummed a few notes to make sure they were set right, the sound already vibrating the air, even though it wasn't plugged to anything. When she mad sure the notes were set right, she started strumming a tune, this time the coordinated notes shaking the air even more than the test.
Lets take a moment and break the ice So my intentions are known See I pity in watching you suffer I know the feeling of feeling of being damned alone I got a storybook of my own
Don't you see I am your pride Agent of wealth Bearer of needs And you know it's right (This means it was sung by a secondary voice made by magic) I am your war Arming the strong Aiding the weak Know me by name Shepherd of fire
Well I can promise you paradise No need to serve on your knees And when you're lost in the darkest of hours Take a moment and tell me who you see Won't tell ya who not to be
Now you know I am your pride Agent of wealth Bearer of needs And you know it's right I am your war Arming the strong Aiding the weak Know me by name Shepherd of fire
Disciple of the cross and champion in suffering Immerse yourself into the kingdom of redemption Pardon your mind through the chains of the divine (This was a break in the song, not sung but said) Make way, the shepherd of fire
Through the ages of time I've been known for my hate But I'm a dealer of simple choices For me it's never too late
I am your pride Agent of wealth Bearer of needs And you know it's right 'Cause I am your war Arming the strong Aiding the weak
I am your wrath I am your guilt I am your lust And you know it's right I am your love I am your stall I am your trust
Know me by name Shepherd of fire
*It seems I got unlucky with where my post ended up, here it is in case it was missed.*
Krathian waves to the woman
When she finished up the last notes, she stood there for a bit, taking a few breaths and smiling, looking around. When she saw Krathian waving, she coolly nodded her head in acknowledgement.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A man in a Red jumpsuit with Gold buttons and zippers walked in. He wore his hood up, along with a circular white mask with a painted black smile and eyes. He has thick black boots on that thump across the floor of the tavern before he sits down at a table and begins sharpening a small knife.
A fish-man walks in. He has Black and blue scales along with short, broad finned tail. He wears a Grey, long sleeved shirt, Black pants, and a dark green sash around his waist. A peculiar collar is around his neck made of metal of some blue glass bulbs filled with water. He goes up to the bar and sits down at it.
Q'ilbrith flop/scoots his way over, "Greetings, fish-walker."
Azel looks down at Q'il and tilts his head sideways. He taps something on his collar before looking back at Q'il "forgive me, my common is atroucis "
"No worries, which language would you prefer?"
"its fine, I need to learn to speak normally" he said
"Ah ok. I am Q'ilbrith."
"I am Azel"
"Pleased to meet you Azel," Q'ilbrith looks him over, "You have unusual physiology, from where do you come?"
"I come from the depths of the ocean, from the deep"
"Interesting, are you one of the merfolk?"
"I believe we are a break off species of Triton, we are called Tartian"
"Fascinating,"
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
A man in a Red jumpsuit with Gold buttons and zippers walked in. He wore his hood up, along with a circular white mask with a painted black smile and eyes. He has thick black boots on that thump across the floor of the tavern before he sits down at a table and begins sharpening a small knife.
A fish-man walks in. He has Black and blue scales along with short, broad finned tail. He wears a Grey, long sleeved shirt, Black pants, and a dark green sash around his waist. A peculiar collar is around his neck made of metal of some blue glass bulbs filled with water. He goes up to the bar and sits down at it.
Both get a voiceless telepathic message (Hello,.there)
The one in the red jumpsuit looked up from his knife and looked around for a minute. "what the..?"
The fish-man blinks slowly (may I ask who is talking?)
(Telepathy. Pretty common round this group)
(Call me Tohrihpes. You?)
(and why are you in may head) The man askes
(I am Azel, nice to meet you)
(To talk. And Im not exactly in your head...)
(Same to you. What brings you here?)
(what do you want to talk about.... And then where are you?)
(I was brought here)
You. Who you are.
By who or what?
I am Elliot, but you can call me Red Man.
Honestly, I have very little idea
Alright, then. Where do you come from?
Do you know why you were brought? Or how?
Coon city, hard place to find.
I'm afraid I don't have a clue
Which world?
Then how do you know you were brought?
Earth... Is earth a plane..
Put to sleep
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A man in a Red jumpsuit with Gold buttons and zippers walked in. He wore his hood up, along with a circular white mask with a painted black smile and eyes. He has thick black boots on that thump across the floor of the tavern before he sits down at a table and begins sharpening a small knife.
A fish-man walks in. He has Black and blue scales along with short, broad finned tail. He wears a Grey, long sleeved shirt, Black pants, and a dark green sash around his waist. A peculiar collar is around his neck made of metal of some blue glass bulbs filled with water. He goes up to the bar and sits down at it.
Both get a voiceless telepathic message (Hello,.there)
The one in the red jumpsuit looked up from his knife and looked around for a minute. "what the..?"
The fish-man blinks slowly (may I ask who is talking?)
(Telepathy. Pretty common round this group)
(Call me Tohrihpes. You?)
(and why are you in may head) The man askes
(I am Azel, nice to meet you)
(To talk. And Im not exactly in your head...)
(Same to you. What brings you here?)
(what do you want to talk about.... And then where are you?)
(I was brought here)
You. Who you are.
By who or what?
I am Elliot, but you can call me Red Man.
Honestly, I have very little idea
Alright, then. Where do you come from?
Do you know why you were brought? Or how?
Coon city, hard place to find.
I'm afraid I don't have a clue
Which world?
Then how do you know you were brought?
Earth... Is earth a plane..
Put to sleep
Thats probably a world out there somewhere
Where were you when that happened?
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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 in a Red jumpsuit with Gold buttons and zippers walked in. He wore his hood up, along with a circular white mask with a painted black smile and eyes. He has thick black boots on that thump across the floor of the tavern before he sits down at a table and begins sharpening a small knife.
A fish-man walks in. He has Black and blue scales along with short, broad finned tail. He wears a Grey, long sleeved shirt, Black pants, and a dark green sash around his waist. A peculiar collar is around his neck made of metal of some blue glass bulbs filled with water. He goes up to the bar and sits down at it.
Q'ilbrith flop/scoots his way over, "Greetings, fish-walker."
Azel looks down at Q'il and tilts his head sideways. He taps something on his collar before looking back at Q'il "forgive me, my common is atroucis "
"No worries, which language would you prefer?"
"its fine, I need to learn to speak normally" he said
"Ah ok. I am Q'ilbrith."
"I am Azel"
"Pleased to meet you Azel," Q'ilbrith looks him over, "You have unusual physiology, from where do you come?"
"I come from the depths of the ocean, from the deep"
"Interesting, are you one of the merfolk?"
"I believe we are a break off species of Triton, we are called Tartian"
"Fascinating,"
"I suppose so... Though I wasn't always like this unfortunately "
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A man in a Red jumpsuit with Gold buttons and zippers walked in. He wore his hood up, along with a circular white mask with a painted black smile and eyes. He has thick black boots on that thump across the floor of the tavern before he sits down at a table and begins sharpening a small knife.
A fish-man walks in. He has Black and blue scales along with short, broad finned tail. He wears a Grey, long sleeved shirt, Black pants, and a dark green sash around his waist. A peculiar collar is around his neck made of metal of some blue glass bulbs filled with water. He goes up to the bar and sits down at it.
Both get a voiceless telepathic message (Hello,.there)
The one in the red jumpsuit looked up from his knife and looked around for a minute. "what the..?"
The fish-man blinks slowly (may I ask who is talking?)
(Telepathy. Pretty common round this group)
(Call me Tohrihpes. You?)
(and why are you in may head) The man askes
(I am Azel, nice to meet you)
(To talk. And Im not exactly in your head...)
(Same to you. What brings you here?)
(what do you want to talk about.... And then where are you?)
(I was brought here)
You. Who you are.
By who or what?
I am Elliot, but you can call me Red Man.
Honestly, I have very little idea
Alright, then. Where do you come from?
Do you know why you were brought? Or how?
Coon city, hard place to find.
I'm afraid I don't have a clue
Which world?
Then how do you know you were brought?
Earth... Is earth a plane..
Put to sleep
Thats probably a world out there somewhere
Where were you when that happened?
I suppose it is.
I was in another tavern.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A man in a Red jumpsuit with Gold buttons and zippers walked in. He wore his hood up, along with a circular white mask with a painted black smile and eyes. He has thick black boots on that thump across the floor of the tavern before he sits down at a table and begins sharpening a small knife.
A fish-man walks in. He has Black and blue scales along with short, broad finned tail. He wears a Grey, long sleeved shirt, Black pants, and a dark green sash around his waist. A peculiar collar is around his neck made of metal of some blue glass bulbs filled with water. He goes up to the bar and sits down at it.
Both get a voiceless telepathic message (Hello,.there)
The one in the red jumpsuit looked up from his knife and looked around for a minute. "what the..?"
The fish-man blinks slowly (may I ask who is talking?)
(Telepathy. Pretty common round this group)
(Call me Tohrihpes. You?)
(and why are you in may head) The man askes
(I am Azel, nice to meet you)
(To talk. And Im not exactly in your head...)
(Same to you. What brings you here?)
(what do you want to talk about.... And then where are you?)
(I was brought here)
You. Who you are.
By who or what?
I am Elliot, but you can call me Red Man.
Honestly, I have very little idea
Alright, then. Where do you come from?
Do you know why you were brought? Or how?
Coon city, hard place to find.
I'm afraid I don't have a clue
Which world?
Then how do you know you were brought?
Earth... Is earth a plane..
Put to sleep
Thats probably a world out there somewhere
Where were you when that happened?
I suppose it is.
I was in another tavern.
And.... What exactly were you doing there?
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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)
Without warning, a 6'2 woman suddenly bursts the door open, her heavy boots clanking against the wooden floor. She flicked back some of her long, dark black hair as she smiled wickedly. Her caramel brown eyes studied the patrons of the tavern as she took a breath and loudly proclaimed: "Get prepared for a show, 'cause you're about to get one!" She grabs her warhammer slung on her back, and twirled it around effortlessly, the hammer magically transforming into a electric guitar as it spun in her hand. When she set the instrument into position, she strummed a few notes to make sure they were set right, the sound already vibrating the air, even though it wasn't plugged to anything. When she mad sure the notes were set right, she started strumming a tune, this time the coordinated notes shaking the air even more than the test.
Lets take a moment and break the ice So my intentions are known See I pity in watching you suffer I know the feeling of feeling of being damned alone I got a storybook of my own
Don't you see I am your pride Agent of wealth Bearer of needs And you know it's right (This means it was sung by a secondary voice made by magic) I am your war Arming the strong Aiding the weak Know me by name Shepherd of fire
Well I can promise you paradise No need to serve on your knees And when you're lost in the darkest of hours Take a moment and tell me who you see Won't tell ya who not to be
Now you know I am your pride Agent of wealth Bearer of needs And you know it's right I am your war Arming the strong Aiding the weak Know me by name Shepherd of fire
Disciple of the cross and champion in suffering Immerse yourself into the kingdom of redemption Pardon your mind through the chains of the divine (This was a break in the song, not sung but said) Make way, the shepherd of fire
Through the ages of time I've been known for my hate But I'm a dealer of simple choices For me it's never too late
I am your pride Agent of wealth Bearer of needs And you know it's right 'Cause I am your war Arming the strong Aiding the weak
I am your wrath I am your guilt I am your lust And you know it's right I am your love I am your stall I am your trust
Know me by name Shepherd of fire
*It seems I got unlucky with where my post ended up, here it is in case it was missed.*
The man in the red jumpsuit looked at her. He took off his mask, he had fluffy brown hair and Black eyes, light freckles were dusted over his cheeks as he watched her.
As she looked around after doing her performance, she didn't seem to notice him.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A man in a Red jumpsuit with Gold buttons and zippers walked in. He wore his hood up, along with a circular white mask with a painted black smile and eyes. He has thick black boots on that thump across the floor of the tavern before he sits down at a table and begins sharpening a small knife.
A fish-man walks in. He has Black and blue scales along with short, broad finned tail. He wears a Grey, long sleeved shirt, Black pants, and a dark green sash around his waist. A peculiar collar is around his neck made of metal of some blue glass bulbs filled with water. He goes up to the bar and sits down at it.
Q'ilbrith flop/scoots his way over, "Greetings, fish-walker."
Azel looks down at Q'il and tilts his head sideways. He taps something on his collar before looking back at Q'il "forgive me, my common is atroucis "
"No worries, which language would you prefer?"
"its fine, I need to learn to speak normally" he said
"Ah ok. I am Q'ilbrith."
"I am Azel"
"Pleased to meet you Azel," Q'ilbrith looks him over, "You have unusual physiology, from where do you come?"
"I come from the depths of the ocean, from the deep"
"Interesting, are you one of the merfolk?"
"I believe we are a break off species of Triton, we are called Tartian"
"Fascinating,"
"I suppose so... Though I wasn't always like this unfortunately "
"What happened?"
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
Without warning, a 6'2 woman suddenly bursts the door open, her heavy boots clanking against the wooden floor. She flicked back some of her long, dark black hair as she smiled wickedly. Her caramel brown eyes studied the patrons of the tavern as she took a breath and loudly proclaimed: "Get prepared for a show, 'cause you're about to get one!" She grabs her warhammer slung on her back, and twirled it around effortlessly, the hammer magically transforming into a electric guitar as it spun in her hand. When she set the instrument into position, she strummed a few notes to make sure they were set right, the sound already vibrating the air, even though it wasn't plugged to anything. When she mad sure the notes were set right, she started strumming a tune, this time the coordinated notes shaking the air even more than the test.
Lets take a moment and break the ice So my intentions are known See I pity in watching you suffer I know the feeling of feeling of being damned alone I got a storybook of my own
Don't you see I am your pride Agent of wealth Bearer of needs And you know it's right (This means it was sung by a secondary voice made by magic) I am your war Arming the strong Aiding the weak Know me by name Shepherd of fire
Well I can promise you paradise No need to serve on your knees And when you're lost in the darkest of hours Take a moment and tell me who you see Won't tell ya who not to be
Now you know I am your pride Agent of wealth Bearer of needs And you know it's right I am your war Arming the strong Aiding the weak Know me by name Shepherd of fire
Disciple of the cross and champion in suffering Immerse yourself into the kingdom of redemption Pardon your mind through the chains of the divine (This was a break in the song, not sung but said) Make way, the shepherd of fire
Through the ages of time I've been known for my hate But I'm a dealer of simple choices For me it's never too late
I am your pride Agent of wealth Bearer of needs And you know it's right 'Cause I am your war Arming the strong Aiding the weak
I am your wrath I am your guilt I am your lust And you know it's right I am your love I am your stall I am your trust
Know me by name Shepherd of fire
*It seems I got unlucky with where my post ended up, here it is in case it was missed.*
The man in the red jumpsuit looked at her. He took off his mask, he had fluffy brown hair and Black eyes, light freckles were dusted over his cheeks as he watched her.
As she looked around after doing her performance, she didn't seem to notice him.
The man sat in his seat watching her, his black eyes seemed narrowed and unsure of this newcomer,
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A man in a Red jumpsuit with Gold buttons and zippers walked in. He wore his hood up, along with a circular white mask with a painted black smile and eyes. He has thick black boots on that thump across the floor of the tavern before he sits down at a table and begins sharpening a small knife.
A fish-man walks in. He has Black and blue scales along with short, broad finned tail. He wears a Grey, long sleeved shirt, Black pants, and a dark green sash around his waist. A peculiar collar is around his neck made of metal of some blue glass bulbs filled with water. He goes up to the bar and sits down at it.
Both get a voiceless telepathic message (Hello,.there)
The one in the red jumpsuit looked up from his knife and looked around for a minute. "what the..?"
The fish-man blinks slowly (may I ask who is talking?)
(Telepathy. Pretty common round this group)
(Call me Tohrihpes. You?)
(and why are you in may head) The man askes
(I am Azel, nice to meet you)
(To talk. And Im not exactly in your head...)
(Same to you. What brings you here?)
(what do you want to talk about.... And then where are you?)
(I was brought here)
You. Who you are.
By who or what?
I am Elliot, but you can call me Red Man.
Honestly, I have very little idea
Alright, then. Where do you come from?
Do you know why you were brought? Or how?
Coon city, hard place to find.
I'm afraid I don't have a clue
Which world?
Then how do you know you were brought?
Earth... Is earth a plane..
Put to sleep
Thats probably a world out there somewhere
Where were you when that happened?
I suppose it is.
I was in another tavern.
And.... What exactly were you doing there?
I was drinking red wine
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A man in a Red jumpsuit with Gold buttons and zippers walked in. He wore his hood up, along with a circular white mask with a painted black smile and eyes. He has thick black boots on that thump across the floor of the tavern before he sits down at a table and begins sharpening a small knife.
A fish-man walks in. He has Black and blue scales along with short, broad finned tail. He wears a Grey, long sleeved shirt, Black pants, and a dark green sash around his waist. A peculiar collar is around his neck made of metal of some blue glass bulbs filled with water. He goes up to the bar and sits down at it.
Q'ilbrith flop/scoots his way over, "Greetings, fish-walker."
Azel looks down at Q'il and tilts his head sideways. He taps something on his collar before looking back at Q'il "forgive me, my common is atroucis "
"No worries, which language would you prefer?"
"its fine, I need to learn to speak normally" he said
"Ah ok. I am Q'ilbrith."
"I am Azel"
"Pleased to meet you Azel," Q'ilbrith looks him over, "You have unusual physiology, from where do you come?"
"I come from the depths of the ocean, from the deep"
"Interesting, are you one of the merfolk?"
"I believe we are a break off species of Triton, we are called Tartian"
"Fascinating,"
"I suppose so... Though I wasn't always like this unfortunately "
"What happened?"
"blasted angel I fell in love with turned out to be a devil who's only job was to kill me. Got turned into a blasted fish thing."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Without warning, a 6'2 woman suddenly bursts the door open, her heavy boots clanking against the wooden floor. She flicked back some of her long, dark black hair as she smiled wickedly. Her caramel brown eyes studied the patrons of the tavern as she took a breath and loudly proclaimed: "Get prepared for a show, 'cause you're about to get one!" She grabs her warhammer slung on her back, and twirled it around effortlessly, the hammer magically transforming into a electric guitar as it spun in her hand. When she set the instrument into position, she strummed a few notes to make sure they were set right, the sound already vibrating the air, even though it wasn't plugged to anything. When she mad sure the notes were set right, she started strumming a tune, this time the coordinated notes shaking the air even more than the test.
Lets take a moment and break the ice So my intentions are known See I pity in watching you suffer I know the feeling of feeling of being damned alone I got a storybook of my own
Don't you see I am your pride Agent of wealth Bearer of needs And you know it's right (This means it was sung by a secondary voice made by magic) I am your war Arming the strong Aiding the weak Know me by name Shepherd of fire
Well I can promise you paradise No need to serve on your knees And when you're lost in the darkest of hours Take a moment and tell me who you see Won't tell ya who not to be
Now you know I am your pride Agent of wealth Bearer of needs And you know it's right I am your war Arming the strong Aiding the weak Know me by name Shepherd of fire
Disciple of the cross and champion in suffering Immerse yourself into the kingdom of redemption Pardon your mind through the chains of the divine (This was a break in the song, not sung but said) Make way, the shepherd of fire
Through the ages of time I've been known for my hate But I'm a dealer of simple choices For me it's never too late
I am your pride Agent of wealth Bearer of needs And you know it's right 'Cause I am your war Arming the strong Aiding the weak
I am your wrath I am your guilt I am your lust And you know it's right I am your love I am your stall I am your trust
Know me by name Shepherd of fire
*It seems I got unlucky with where my post ended up, here it is in case it was missed.*
The man in the red jumpsuit looked at her. He took off his mask, he had fluffy brown hair and Black eyes, light freckles were dusted over his cheeks as he watched her.
As she looked around after doing her performance, she didn't seem to notice him.
The man sat in his seat watching her, his black eyes seemed narrowed and unsure of this newcomer,
When she was done admiring the reactions of the people around her, she walked over to the bar.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A man in a Red jumpsuit with Gold buttons and zippers walked in. He wore his hood up, along with a circular white mask with a painted black smile and eyes. He has thick black boots on that thump across the floor of the tavern before he sits down at a table and begins sharpening a small knife.
A fish-man walks in. He has Black and blue scales along with short, broad finned tail. He wears a Grey, long sleeved shirt, Black pants, and a dark green sash around his waist. A peculiar collar is around his neck made of metal of some blue glass bulbs filled with water. He goes up to the bar and sits down at it.
Both get a voiceless telepathic message (Hello,.there)
The one in the red jumpsuit looked up from his knife and looked around for a minute. "what the..?"
The fish-man blinks slowly (may I ask who is talking?)
(Telepathy. Pretty common round this group)
(Call me Tohrihpes. You?)
(and why are you in may head) The man askes
(I am Azel, nice to meet you)
(To talk. And Im not exactly in your head...)
(Same to you. What brings you here?)
(what do you want to talk about.... And then where are you?)
(I was brought here)
You. Who you are.
By who or what?
I am Elliot, but you can call me Red Man.
Honestly, I have very little idea
Alright, then. Where do you come from?
Do you know why you were brought? Or how?
Coon city, hard place to find.
I'm afraid I don't have a clue
Which world?
Then how do you know you were brought?
Earth... Is earth a plane..
Put to sleep
Thats probably a world out there somewhere
Where were you when that happened?
I suppose it is.
I was in another tavern.
And.... What exactly were you doing there?
I was drinking red wine
I see... Anything you plan on doing here?
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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)
Without warning, a 6'2 woman suddenly bursts the door open, her heavy boots clanking against the wooden floor. She flicked back some of her long, dark black hair as she smiled wickedly. Her caramel brown eyes studied the patrons of the tavern as she took a breath and loudly proclaimed: "Get prepared for a show, 'cause you're about to get one!" She grabs her warhammer slung on her back, and twirled it around effortlessly, the hammer magically transforming into a electric guitar as it spun in her hand. When she set the instrument into position, she strummed a few notes to make sure they were set right, the sound already vibrating the air, even though it wasn't plugged to anything. When she mad sure the notes were set right, she started strumming a tune, this time the coordinated notes shaking the air even more than the test.
Lets take a moment and break the ice So my intentions are known See I pity in watching you suffer I know the feeling of feeling of being damned alone I got a storybook of my own
Don't you see I am your pride Agent of wealth Bearer of needs And you know it's right (This means it was sung by a secondary voice made by magic) I am your war Arming the strong Aiding the weak Know me by name Shepherd of fire
Well I can promise you paradise No need to serve on your knees And when you're lost in the darkest of hours Take a moment and tell me who you see Won't tell ya who not to be
Now you know I am your pride Agent of wealth Bearer of needs And you know it's right I am your war Arming the strong Aiding the weak Know me by name Shepherd of fire
Disciple of the cross and champion in suffering Immerse yourself into the kingdom of redemption Pardon your mind through the chains of the divine (This was a break in the song, not sung but said) Make way, the shepherd of fire
Through the ages of time I've been known for my hate But I'm a dealer of simple choices For me it's never too late
I am your pride Agent of wealth Bearer of needs And you know it's right 'Cause I am your war Arming the strong Aiding the weak
I am your wrath I am your guilt I am your lust And you know it's right I am your love I am your stall I am your trust
Know me by name Shepherd of fire
*It seems I got unlucky with where my post ended up, here it is in case it was missed.*
The man in the red jumpsuit looked at her. He took off his mask, he had fluffy brown hair and Black eyes, light freckles were dusted over his cheeks as he watched her.
As she looked around after doing her performance, she didn't seem to notice him.
The man sat in his seat watching her, his black eyes seemed narrowed and unsure of this newcomer,
When she was done admiring the reactions of the people around her, she walked over to the bar.
He puts back on his mask and puts up his hood before walking over, standing about 3 feet beside her, and ordering as well.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A man in a Red jumpsuit with Gold buttons and zippers walked in. He wore his hood up, along with a circular white mask with a painted black smile and eyes. He has thick black boots on that thump across the floor of the tavern before he sits down at a table and begins sharpening a small knife.
A fish-man walks in. He has Black and blue scales along with short, broad finned tail. He wears a Grey, long sleeved shirt, Black pants, and a dark green sash around his waist. A peculiar collar is around his neck made of metal of some blue glass bulbs filled with water. He goes up to the bar and sits down at it.
Both get a voiceless telepathic message (Hello,.there)
The one in the red jumpsuit looked up from his knife and looked around for a minute. "what the..?"
The fish-man blinks slowly (may I ask who is talking?)
(Telepathy. Pretty common round this group)
(Call me Tohrihpes. You?)
(and why are you in may head) The man askes
(I am Azel, nice to meet you)
(To talk. And Im not exactly in your head...)
(Same to you. What brings you here?)
(what do you want to talk about.... And then where are you?)
(I was brought here)
You. Who you are.
By who or what?
I am Elliot, but you can call me Red Man.
Honestly, I have very little idea
Alright, then. Where do you come from?
Do you know why you were brought? Or how?
Coon city, hard place to find.
I'm afraid I don't have a clue
Which world?
Then how do you know you were brought?
Earth... Is earth a plane..
Put to sleep
Thats probably a world out there somewhere
Where were you when that happened?
I suppose it is.
I was in another tavern.
And.... What exactly were you doing there?
I was drinking red wine
I see... Anything you plan on doing here?
studying, I was a doctor back in my day. And perhaps helping those who are Hurt.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A man in a Red jumpsuit with Gold buttons and zippers walked in. He wore his hood up, along with a circular white mask with a painted black smile and eyes. He has thick black boots on that thump across the floor of the tavern before he sits down at a table and begins sharpening a small knife.
A fish-man walks in. He has Black and blue scales along with short, broad finned tail. He wears a Grey, long sleeved shirt, Black pants, and a dark green sash around his waist. A peculiar collar is around his neck made of metal of some blue glass bulbs filled with water. He goes up to the bar and sits down at it.
Both get a voiceless telepathic message (Hello,.there)
The one in the red jumpsuit looked up from his knife and looked around for a minute. "what the..?"
The fish-man blinks slowly (may I ask who is talking?)
(Telepathy. Pretty common round this group)
(Call me Tohrihpes. You?)
(and why are you in may head) The man askes
(I am Azel, nice to meet you)
(To talk. And Im not exactly in your head...)
(Same to you. What brings you here?)
(what do you want to talk about.... And then where are you?)
(I was brought here)
You. Who you are.
By who or what?
I am Elliot, but you can call me Red Man.
Honestly, I have very little idea
Alright, then. Where do you come from?
Do you know why you were brought? Or how?
Coon city, hard place to find.
I'm afraid I don't have a clue
Which world?
Then how do you know you were brought?
Earth... Is earth a plane..
Put to sleep
Thats probably a world out there somewhere
Where were you when that happened?
I suppose it is.
I was in another tavern.
And.... What exactly were you doing there?
I was drinking red wine
I see... Anything you plan on doing here?
studying, I was a doctor back in my day. And perhaps helping those who are Hurt.
I see.... Well, good luck
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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)
Without warning, a 6'2 woman suddenly bursts the door open, her heavy boots clanking against the wooden floor. She flicked back some of her long, dark black hair as she smiled wickedly. Her caramel brown eyes studied the patrons of the tavern as she took a breath and loudly proclaimed: "Get prepared for a show, 'cause you're about to get one!" She grabs her warhammer slung on her back, and twirled it around effortlessly, the hammer magically transforming into a electric guitar as it spun in her hand. When she set the instrument into position, she strummed a few notes to make sure they were set right, the sound already vibrating the air, even though it wasn't plugged to anything. When she mad sure the notes were set right, she started strumming a tune, this time the coordinated notes shaking the air even more than the test.
Lets take a moment and break the ice So my intentions are known See I pity in watching you suffer I know the feeling of feeling of being damned alone I got a storybook of my own
Don't you see I am your pride Agent of wealth Bearer of needs And you know it's right (This means it was sung by a secondary voice made by magic) I am your war Arming the strong Aiding the weak Know me by name Shepherd of fire
Well I can promise you paradise No need to serve on your knees And when you're lost in the darkest of hours Take a moment and tell me who you see Won't tell ya who not to be
Now you know I am your pride Agent of wealth Bearer of needs And you know it's right I am your war Arming the strong Aiding the weak Know me by name Shepherd of fire
Disciple of the cross and champion in suffering Immerse yourself into the kingdom of redemption Pardon your mind through the chains of the divine (This was a break in the song, not sung but said) Make way, the shepherd of fire
Through the ages of time I've been known for my hate But I'm a dealer of simple choices For me it's never too late
I am your pride Agent of wealth Bearer of needs And you know it's right 'Cause I am your war Arming the strong Aiding the weak
I am your wrath I am your guilt I am your lust And you know it's right I am your love I am your stall I am your trust
Know me by name Shepherd of fire
*It seems I got unlucky with where my post ended up, here it is in case it was missed.*
The man in the red jumpsuit looked at her. He took off his mask, he had fluffy brown hair and Black eyes, light freckles were dusted over his cheeks as he watched her.
As she looked around after doing her performance, she didn't seem to notice him.
The man sat in his seat watching her, his black eyes seemed narrowed and unsure of this newcomer,
When she was done admiring the reactions of the people around her, she walked over to the bar.
He puts back on his mask and puts up his hood before walking over, standing about 3 feet beside her, and ordering as well.
She looked over to him, a little wary of why he was suddenly so close, but went back to ordering some food and a drink.
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Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A man in a Red jumpsuit with Gold buttons and zippers walked in. He wore his hood up, along with a circular white mask with a painted black smile and eyes. He has thick black boots on that thump across the floor of the tavern before he sits down at a table and begins sharpening a small knife.
A fish-man walks in. He has Black and blue scales along with short, broad finned tail. He wears a Grey, long sleeved shirt, Black pants, and a dark green sash around his waist. A peculiar collar is around his neck made of metal of some blue glass bulbs filled with water. He goes up to the bar and sits down at it.
Both get a voiceless telepathic message (Hello,.there)
The one in the red jumpsuit looked up from his knife and looked around for a minute. "what the..?"
The fish-man blinks slowly (may I ask who is talking?)
(Telepathy. Pretty common round this group)
(Call me Tohrihpes. You?)
(and why are you in may head) The man askes
(I am Azel, nice to meet you)
(To talk. And Im not exactly in your head...)
(Same to you. What brings you here?)
(what do you want to talk about.... And then where are you?)
(I was brought here)
You. Who you are.
By who or what?
I am Elliot, but you can call me Red Man.
Honestly, I have very little idea
Alright, then. Where do you come from?
Do you know why you were brought? Or how?
Coon city, hard place to find.
I'm afraid I don't have a clue
Which world?
Then how do you know you were brought?
Earth... Is earth a plane..
Put to sleep
Thats probably a world out there somewhere
Where were you when that happened?
I suppose it is.
I was in another tavern.
And.... What exactly were you doing there?
I was drinking red wine
I see... Anything you plan on doing here?
studying, I was a doctor back in my day. And perhaps helping those who are Hurt.
I see.... Well, good luck
You as well friend.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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Which world?
Then how do you know you were brought?
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)
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.
"Fascinating,"
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
Earth... Is earth a plane..
Put to sleep
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Thats probably a world out there somewhere
Where were you when that happened?
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)
"I suppose so... Though I wasn't always like this unfortunately "
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
I suppose it is.
I was in another tavern.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
And.... What exactly were you doing there?
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)
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.
"What happened?"
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
The man sat in his seat watching her, his black eyes seemed narrowed and unsure of this newcomer,
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
I was drinking red wine
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"blasted angel I fell in love with turned out to be a devil who's only job was to kill me. Got turned into a blasted fish thing."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
When she was done admiring the reactions of the people around her, she walked over to the bar.
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 see... Anything you plan on doing here?
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)
He puts back on his mask and puts up his hood before walking over, standing about 3 feet beside her, and ordering as well.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
studying, I was a doctor back in my day. And perhaps helping those who are Hurt.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
I see.... Well, good luck
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)
She looked over to him, a little wary of why he was suddenly so close, but went back to ordering some food and a drink.
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.
You as well friend.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]