Naivaeliania Ecliren is carefully watching Phantom and Kalnor
Xorius walks over to him. "Searching for something?"
"... Yes and no"
"Explain."
"Im looking for something, but nothing in specific. Sorta just letting my mind wander" He smiles a bit
"What's your name?"
"Im Kalnor. Whats yours?"
"Xorius, commander of Bleeding Legion."
"Bleeding Legion?"
"It's a legion of devils. You're just a mortal, I presume?"
He looks down "Yeah... Imjust me..."
"You could be more."
".... How?"
"You want the power to act, don't you? To make a difference? I can give you that."
He looks up "How exactly?"
"Just a simple trade. You do a small favor or two for me, and I give you magical power. You get to be someone."
"... What kind of favors?"
"Nothing major. Perhaps telling someone a short message, or retrieving a minor magic item."
".... Ill think about it"
"Take your time."
He nods, looking for Mithris
She's inside.
He walks over "Hello..."
She smiles. "Hello, Kalnor!"
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All stars fade. Some stars forever fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Homebrew (Mostly Outdated):Magic Items,Monsters,Spells,Subclasses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*Alright, time to bring this boi back, I haven't played him since The Adventurers Taver from when I first joined, so it's gonna be kind of nostalgic for me.*
An elven looking man floats into the tavern, wearing a dark blue robe with streaks of neon blue in it, with the hood up. He has a pair of kaleidoscopic butterfly wings on his back, and strong magical energy emanates from him. His eyes glow multi-colored lights in a kaleidoscopic fashion, and his skin is extremely pale, and he has a splash of freckles over his face that also glows.
*Gonna change my profile pic to the image that inspired him originally.*
He floats over to the bar and settles himself into a chair, then folded his wings away. He took off his hood, revealing his dark blue, almost black, hair that floats around as if in water.
*HAHAHA time warp go brrrrr*
A half-elf child curiously walks up to him and tugs on his robe
He looks down slowly and studies this child, unblinking.
The child tilts his head and stares at him.
*These two are just gonna stare forever.*
He stares as well.
"Who are you?" The child asks. His voice cracks slightly from lack of use
In a completely monotone and emotionless voice, he spoke. "Arc."
*-sigh- I forgot how much I actually enjoyed Arc.*
"Mines Albwin."
"Hello, Albwin."
"Where are we." He asks while looking around at all of the people.
"I believe they call it the Tavern at the End of the World."
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*Alright, time to bring this boi back, I haven't played him since The Adventurers Taver from when I first joined, so it's gonna be kind of nostalgic for me.*
An elven looking man floats into the tavern, wearing a dark blue robe with streaks of neon blue in it, with the hood up. He has a pair of kaleidoscopic butterfly wings on his back, and strong magical energy emanates from him. His eyes glow multi-colored lights in a kaleidoscopic fashion, and his skin is extremely pale, and he has a splash of freckles over his face that also glows.
*Gonna change my profile pic to the image that inspired him originally.*
He floats over to the bar and settles himself into a chair, then folded his wings away. He took off his hood, revealing his dark blue, almost black, hair that floats around as if in water.
*HAHAHA time warp go brrrrr*
A half-elf child curiously walks up to him and tugs on his robe
He looks down slowly and studies this child, unblinking.
The child tilts his head and stares at him.
*These two are just gonna stare forever.*
He stares as well.
"Who are you?" The child asks. His voice cracks slightly from lack of use
In a completely monotone and emotionless voice, he spoke. "Arc."
*-sigh- I forgot how much I actually enjoyed Arc.*
"Mines Albwin."
"Hello, Albwin."
"Where are we." He asks while looking around at all of the people.
"I believe they call it the Tavern at the End of the World."
Naivaeliania Ecliren is carefully watching Phantom and Kalnor
Xorius walks over to him. "Searching for something?"
"... Yes and no"
"Explain."
"Im looking for something, but nothing in specific. Sorta just letting my mind wander" He smiles a bit
"What's your name?"
"Im Kalnor. Whats yours?"
"Xorius, commander of Bleeding Legion."
"Bleeding Legion?"
"It's a legion of devils. You're just a mortal, I presume?"
He looks down "Yeah... Imjust me..."
"You could be more."
".... How?"
"You want the power to act, don't you? To make a difference? I can give you that."
He looks up "How exactly?"
"Just a simple trade. You do a small favor or two for me, and I give you magical power. You get to be someone."
"... What kind of favors?"
"Nothing major. Perhaps telling someone a short message, or retrieving a minor magic item."
".... Ill think about it"
"Take your time."
He nods, looking for Mithris
She's inside.
He walks over "Hello..."
She smiles. "Hello, Kalnor!"
He gives a half-hearted smile "Someone offered me something outside.... I...."
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Oval was curled up in a blanket behind the couch, they were fast asleep and let out tiny snores. The were clutching their teddy bear close to their chest as they slept. Its been awhile since they had a full nights sleep, usually they slept for 1 or 2 hours at most.
Penny was drinking tea and reading outside. She had on a white tank-top, black jeans, thick boots, and a black jacket.
adder was asleep upstairs.
*Aaaaahhhhh, adorable axolotl child! I love axolotls, so this is fun to imagine*
Vega is watching over them, sitting crosslegged a couple feet away
*This has probably changed by now, but meh*
*XD its ok*
Oval blinks their eyes, beginning to wake up.
Vega smiles, "Good morning Oval, sleep well?"
Oval nods an rubs their eyes. The kick the blanket off of them before neatly folding it and setting it aside
*Alright, time to bring this boi back, I haven't played him since The Adventurers Taver from when I first joined, so it's gonna be kind of nostalgic for me.*
An elven looking man floats into the tavern, wearing a dark blue robe with streaks of neon blue in it, with the hood up. He has a pair of kaleidoscopic butterfly wings on his back, and strong magical energy emanates from him. His eyes glow multi-colored lights in a kaleidoscopic fashion, and his skin is extremely pale, and he has a splash of freckles over his face that also glows.
*Gonna change my profile pic to the image that inspired him originally.*
He floats over to the bar and settles himself into a chair, then folded his wings away. He took off his hood, revealing his dark blue, almost black, hair that floats around as if in water.
*HAHAHA time warp go brrrrr*
A half-elf child curiously walks up to him and tugs on his robe
He looks down slowly and studies this child, unblinking.
The child tilts his head and stares at him.
*These two are just gonna stare forever.*
He stares as well.
"Who are you?" The child asks. His voice cracks slightly from lack of use
In a completely monotone and emotionless voice, he spoke. "Arc."
*-sigh- I forgot how much I actually enjoyed Arc.*
"Mines Albwin."
"Hello, Albwin."
"Where are we." He asks while looking around at all of the people.
"I believe they call it the Tavern at the End of the World."
Albwin moves closer to Arc. "It seems nice."
"I just arrived, so I can't say yet."
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*Alright, time to bring this boi back, I haven't played him since The Adventurers Taver from when I first joined, so it's gonna be kind of nostalgic for me.*
An elven looking man floats into the tavern, wearing a dark blue robe with streaks of neon blue in it, with the hood up. He has a pair of kaleidoscopic butterfly wings on his back, and strong magical energy emanates from him. His eyes glow multi-colored lights in a kaleidoscopic fashion, and his skin is extremely pale, and he has a splash of freckles over his face that also glows.
*Gonna change my profile pic to the image that inspired him originally.*
He floats over to the bar and settles himself into a chair, then folded his wings away. He took off his hood, revealing his dark blue, almost black, hair that floats around as if in water.
Scyria glances over at him in interest.
"And who are you?"
He slowly turns his head to look at her for a bit, then, in a completely monotone and emotionless voice, spoke. "Arc."
*I think I need a desc of Scyria.*
*17 year old girl with short, black curly hair, pale skin, blue eyes. Wearing aristocratic clothes and a massive glass sword on her back. Also two pistols.*
"Hmm... No other name? My name is Scyria."
"Yes. Hello, Scyria."
*AH yes, her, I don't think I saw her name yet, so that confused me a bit.*
*Ah.*
She studies Arc for a bit, but says nothing else.You notice she's fiddling with a small sphere, running her hands over it. It has a pin sticking out one side.
Arc looks at the sphere for a bit, then turned back away, getting himself a glass of water, which he slowly sips.
*Aaand, here's the downside of Arc, he's kind of anti-social..*
Scyria gently places the sphere in her pack and backs away.
*...So is Scyria.*
After he's done sipping his water, he turns back to her. "May I ask about the sphere?"
*Welp, this'll be a struggle for both of us.*
She glances up and takes it out again. She looks proud.
"It's one of my masterworks. A timed bomb."
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Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
*Alright, time to bring this boi back, I haven't played him since The Adventurers Taver from when I first joined, so it's gonna be kind of nostalgic for me.*
An elven looking man floats into the tavern, wearing a dark blue robe with streaks of neon blue in it, with the hood up. He has a pair of kaleidoscopic butterfly wings on his back, and strong magical energy emanates from him. His eyes glow multi-colored lights in a kaleidoscopic fashion, and his skin is extremely pale, and he has a splash of freckles over his face that also glows.
*Gonna change my profile pic to the image that inspired him originally.*
He floats over to the bar and settles himself into a chair, then folded his wings away. He took off his hood, revealing his dark blue, almost black, hair that floats around as if in water.
Scyria glances over at him in interest.
"And who are you?"
He slowly turns his head to look at her for a bit, then, in a completely monotone and emotionless voice, spoke. "Arc."
*I think I need a desc of Scyria.*
*17 year old girl with short, black curly hair, pale skin, blue eyes. Wearing aristocratic clothes and a massive glass sword on her back. Also two pistols.*
"Hmm... No other name? My name is Scyria."
"Yes. Hello, Scyria."
*AH yes, her, I don't think I saw her name yet, so that confused me a bit.*
*Ah.*
She studies Arc for a bit, but says nothing else.You notice she's fiddling with a small sphere, running her hands over it. It has a pin sticking out one side.
Arc looks at the sphere for a bit, then turned back away, getting himself a glass of water, which he slowly sips.
*Aaand, here's the downside of Arc, he's kind of anti-social..*
Scyria gently places the sphere in her pack and backs away.
*...So is Scyria.*
After he's done sipping his water, he turns back to her. "May I ask about the sphere?"
*Welp, this'll be a struggle for both of us.*
She glances up and takes it out again. She looks proud.
"It's one of my masterworks. A timed bomb."
"How does it work?"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
*Alright, time to bring this boi back, I haven't played him since The Adventurers Taver from when I first joined, so it's gonna be kind of nostalgic for me.*
An elven looking man floats into the tavern, wearing a dark blue robe with streaks of neon blue in it, with the hood up. He has a pair of kaleidoscopic butterfly wings on his back, and strong magical energy emanates from him. His eyes glow multi-colored lights in a kaleidoscopic fashion, and his skin is extremely pale, and he has a splash of freckles over his face that also glows.
*Gonna change my profile pic to the image that inspired him originally.*
He floats over to the bar and settles himself into a chair, then folded his wings away. He took off his hood, revealing his dark blue, almost black, hair that floats around as if in water.
*HAHAHA time warp go brrrrr*
A half-elf child curiously walks up to him and tugs on his robe
He looks down slowly and studies this child, unblinking.
The child tilts his head and stares at him.
*These two are just gonna stare forever.*
He stares as well.
"Who are you?" The child asks. His voice cracks slightly from lack of use
In a completely monotone and emotionless voice, he spoke. "Arc."
*-sigh- I forgot how much I actually enjoyed Arc.*
"Mines Albwin."
"Hello, Albwin."
"Where are we." He asks while looking around at all of the people.
"I believe they call it the Tavern at the End of the World."
*Alright, time to bring this boi back, I haven't played him since The Adventurers Taver from when I first joined, so it's gonna be kind of nostalgic for me.*
An elven looking man floats into the tavern, wearing a dark blue robe with streaks of neon blue in it, with the hood up. He has a pair of kaleidoscopic butterfly wings on his back, and strong magical energy emanates from him. His eyes glow multi-colored lights in a kaleidoscopic fashion, and his skin is extremely pale, and he has a splash of freckles over his face that also glows.
*Gonna change my profile pic to the image that inspired him originally.*
He floats over to the bar and settles himself into a chair, then folded his wings away. He took off his hood, revealing his dark blue, almost black, hair that floats around as if in water.
*HAHAHA time warp go brrrrr*
A half-elf child curiously walks up to him and tugs on his robe
He looks down slowly and studies this child, unblinking.
The child tilts his head and stares at him.
*These two are just gonna stare forever.*
He stares as well.
"Who are you?" The child asks. His voice cracks slightly from lack of use
In a completely monotone and emotionless voice, he spoke. "Arc."
*-sigh- I forgot how much I actually enjoyed Arc.*
"Mines Albwin."
"Hello, Albwin."
"Where are we." He asks while looking around at all of the people.
"I believe they call it the Tavern at the End of the World."
Albwin moves closer to Arc. "It seems nice."
"I just arrived, so I can't say yet."
"Ok. Where are you from?"
"Nowhere."
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*Alright, time to bring this boi back, I haven't played him since The Adventurers Taver from when I first joined, so it's gonna be kind of nostalgic for me.*
An elven looking man floats into the tavern, wearing a dark blue robe with streaks of neon blue in it, with the hood up. He has a pair of kaleidoscopic butterfly wings on his back, and strong magical energy emanates from him. His eyes glow multi-colored lights in a kaleidoscopic fashion, and his skin is extremely pale, and he has a splash of freckles over his face that also glows.
*Gonna change my profile pic to the image that inspired him originally.*
He floats over to the bar and settles himself into a chair, then folded his wings away. He took off his hood, revealing his dark blue, almost black, hair that floats around as if in water.
*HAHAHA time warp go brrrrr*
A half-elf child curiously walks up to him and tugs on his robe
He looks down slowly and studies this child, unblinking.
The child tilts his head and stares at him.
*These two are just gonna stare forever.*
He stares as well.
"Who are you?" The child asks. His voice cracks slightly from lack of use
In a completely monotone and emotionless voice, he spoke. "Arc."
*-sigh- I forgot how much I actually enjoyed Arc.*
"Mines Albwin."
"Hello, Albwin."
"Where are we." He asks while looking around at all of the people.
"I believe they call it the Tavern at the End of the World."
*Alright, time to bring this boi back, I haven't played him since The Adventurers Taver from when I first joined, so it's gonna be kind of nostalgic for me.*
An elven looking man floats into the tavern, wearing a dark blue robe with streaks of neon blue in it, with the hood up. He has a pair of kaleidoscopic butterfly wings on his back, and strong magical energy emanates from him. His eyes glow multi-colored lights in a kaleidoscopic fashion, and his skin is extremely pale, and he has a splash of freckles over his face that also glows.
*Gonna change my profile pic to the image that inspired him originally.*
He floats over to the bar and settles himself into a chair, then folded his wings away. He took off his hood, revealing his dark blue, almost black, hair that floats around as if in water.
Scyria glances over at him in interest.
"And who are you?"
He slowly turns his head to look at her for a bit, then, in a completely monotone and emotionless voice, spoke. "Arc."
*I think I need a desc of Scyria.*
*17 year old girl with short, black curly hair, pale skin, blue eyes. Wearing aristocratic clothes and a massive glass sword on her back. Also two pistols.*
"Hmm... No other name? My name is Scyria."
"Yes. Hello, Scyria."
*AH yes, her, I don't think I saw her name yet, so that confused me a bit.*
*Ah.*
She studies Arc for a bit, but says nothing else.You notice she's fiddling with a small sphere, running her hands over it. It has a pin sticking out one side.
Arc looks at the sphere for a bit, then turned back away, getting himself a glass of water, which he slowly sips.
*Aaand, here's the downside of Arc, he's kind of anti-social..*
Scyria gently places the sphere in her pack and backs away.
*...So is Scyria.*
After he's done sipping his water, he turns back to her. "May I ask about the sphere?"
*Welp, this'll be a struggle for both of us.*
She glances up and takes it out again. She looks proud.
"It's one of my masterworks. A timed bomb."
"How does it work?"
"You have to pull the pin, and then probably get it away from yourself as quickly as possible. It uses cogs and springs, so it's not precise, but it will still give you time to throw it."
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Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
*Alright, time to bring this boi back, I haven't played him since The Adventurers Taver from when I first joined, so it's gonna be kind of nostalgic for me.*
An elven looking man floats into the tavern, wearing a dark blue robe with streaks of neon blue in it, with the hood up. He has a pair of kaleidoscopic butterfly wings on his back, and strong magical energy emanates from him. His eyes glow multi-colored lights in a kaleidoscopic fashion, and his skin is extremely pale, and he has a splash of freckles over his face that also glows.
*Gonna change my profile pic to the image that inspired him originally.*
He floats over to the bar and settles himself into a chair, then folded his wings away. He took off his hood, revealing his dark blue, almost black, hair that floats around as if in water.
*HAHAHA time warp go brrrrr*
A half-elf child curiously walks up to him and tugs on his robe
He looks down slowly and studies this child, unblinking.
The child tilts his head and stares at him.
*These two are just gonna stare forever.*
He stares as well.
"Who are you?" The child asks. His voice cracks slightly from lack of use
In a completely monotone and emotionless voice, he spoke. "Arc."
*-sigh- I forgot how much I actually enjoyed Arc.*
"Mines Albwin."
"Hello, Albwin."
"Where are we." He asks while looking around at all of the people.
"I believe they call it the Tavern at the End of the World."
Albwin moves closer to Arc. "It seems nice."
"I just arrived, so I can't say yet."
"Ok. Where are you from?"
"Nowhere."
"Well you have to be from somewhere."
"The place I am from is nowhere because it doesn't exist anymore. Not for centuries."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Oval was outside. They were balancing a ball on their head while humming happily. They seemed a bit less skittish from yesterday.
Adder was asleep still.
Penny was in the library reading. She hummed to herself while drinking green tea.
A half-elf child watches them from a small distance away.
Oval feels someone watching her and looks around, careful not to drop her ball
The half-elf waves shyly at them. A small metal falcon in his hand. He has a bag on his back and his leg is bleeding.
Oval, being a skittish child, shyly waves back
*Wow, to skittish children. This should go well.*
The boy cautiously limps over.
*I have the perfect character to annoy this new kid but i like my current line-up*
Oval narrows her eyes but soon see's the blood. She sets her ball down and backs up a bit.
The kid sits down and tries to talk telepathically. I...don't hurt others...
Oval still continues to back up
The kid sets down his metal falcon and turns the key. The bird flies in the air for a moment.
Oval still looks terrified, not by the kid but by the blood
The kid notices this and pulls out a roll of cloth. He wraps his leg in it wincing slightly. Where am I?
The...tavern...
Your afraid of blood? Also what is your name?
.....Oval...
Mines Albwin
....its nice to meet you... She said and smiled slightly
Nice to meet you too. Wheres your family? Albwin asks curiously. My mommy and daddy are gone....
She seems reluctant to speak now, she fidgets with her tail.
mine too....
Albwin digs around in his bag looking for something. After a moment he pulls out a stuffed rabbit. Is there anyone her that can take care of us?
Oval blinks their eyes and speaks up, using their voice "Im not sure.."
A moon elf with silver-blue hair and deep green eyes walks over to them.
*Do either of you have truesight?*
*Aqurins aren't born with it but their celestial descendants do*
*Alrighty*
Hello, you two, the elf begins telepathically, the voice soft and smooth. I'm Phantom. He notices the wound on Albwin's leg. Here, let me help you with that. Phantom is smiling as he says that, and his hands start glowing with a pale blue light.
*Alright, time to bring this boi back, I haven't played him since The Adventurers Taver from when I first joined, so it's gonna be kind of nostalgic for me.*
An elven looking man floats into the tavern, wearing a dark blue robe with streaks of neon blue in it, with the hood up. He has a pair of kaleidoscopic butterfly wings on his back, and strong magical energy emanates from him. His eyes glow multi-colored lights in a kaleidoscopic fashion, and his skin is extremely pale, and he has a splash of freckles over his face that also glows.
*Gonna change my profile pic to the image that inspired him originally.*
He floats over to the bar and settles himself into a chair, then folded his wings away. He took off his hood, revealing his dark blue, almost black, hair that floats around as if in water.
*HAHAHA time warp go brrrrr*
A half-elf child curiously walks up to him and tugs on his robe
He looks down slowly and studies this child, unblinking.
The child tilts his head and stares at him.
*These two are just gonna stare forever.*
He stares as well.
"Who are you?" The child asks. His voice cracks slightly from lack of use
In a completely monotone and emotionless voice, he spoke. "Arc."
*-sigh- I forgot how much I actually enjoyed Arc.*
"Mines Albwin."
"Hello, Albwin."
"Where are we." He asks while looking around at all of the people.
"I believe they call it the Tavern at the End of the World."
Albwin moves closer to Arc. "It seems nice."
"I just arrived, so I can't say yet."
"Ok. Where are you from?"
"Nowhere."
"Well you have to be from somewhere."
"The place I am from is nowhere because it doesn't exist anymore. Not for centuries."
Oval was curled up in a blanket behind the couch, they were fast asleep and let out tiny snores. The were clutching their teddy bear close to their chest as they slept. Its been awhile since they had a full nights sleep, usually they slept for 1 or 2 hours at most.
Penny was drinking tea and reading outside. She had on a white tank-top, black jeans, thick boots, and a black jacket.
adder was asleep upstairs.
*Aaaaahhhhh, adorable axolotl child! I love axolotls, so this is fun to imagine*
Vega is watching over them, sitting crosslegged a couple feet away
*This has probably changed by now, but meh*
*XD its ok*
Oval blinks their eyes, beginning to wake up.
Vega smiles, "Good morning Oval, sleep well?"
Oval nods an rubs their eyes. The kick the blanket off of them before neatly folding it and setting it aside
"Thats good. How are you feeling?" He asks, remembering the memory from yesterday
Naivaeliania Ecliren is carefully watching Phantom and Kalnor
Xorius walks over to him. "Searching for something?"
"... Yes and no"
"Explain."
"Im looking for something, but nothing in specific. Sorta just letting my mind wander" He smiles a bit
"What's your name?"
"Im Kalnor. Whats yours?"
"Xorius, commander of Bleeding Legion."
"Bleeding Legion?"
"It's a legion of devils. You're just a mortal, I presume?"
He looks down "Yeah... Imjust me..."
"You could be more."
".... How?"
"You want the power to act, don't you? To make a difference? I can give you that."
He looks up "How exactly?"
"Just a simple trade. You do a small favor or two for me, and I give you magical power. You get to be someone."
"... What kind of favors?"
"Nothing major. Perhaps telling someone a short message, or retrieving a minor magic item."
".... Ill think about it"
"Take your time."
He nods, looking for Mithris
She's inside.
He walks over "Hello..."
She smiles. "Hello, Kalnor!"
He gives a half-hearted smile "Someone offered me something outside.... I...."
"What did they offer you?"
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All stars fade. Some stars forever fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Homebrew (Mostly Outdated):Magic Items,Monsters,Spells,Subclasses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*Alright, time to bring this boi back, I haven't played him since The Adventurers Taver from when I first joined, so it's gonna be kind of nostalgic for me.*
An elven looking man floats into the tavern, wearing a dark blue robe with streaks of neon blue in it, with the hood up. He has a pair of kaleidoscopic butterfly wings on his back, and strong magical energy emanates from him. His eyes glow multi-colored lights in a kaleidoscopic fashion, and his skin is extremely pale, and he has a splash of freckles over his face that also glows.
*Gonna change my profile pic to the image that inspired him originally.*
He floats over to the bar and settles himself into a chair, then folded his wings away. He took off his hood, revealing his dark blue, almost black, hair that floats around as if in water.
Scyria glances over at him in interest.
"And who are you?"
He slowly turns his head to look at her for a bit, then, in a completely monotone and emotionless voice, spoke. "Arc."
*I think I need a desc of Scyria.*
*17 year old girl with short, black curly hair, pale skin, blue eyes. Wearing aristocratic clothes and a massive glass sword on her back. Also two pistols.*
"Hmm... No other name? My name is Scyria."
"Yes. Hello, Scyria."
*AH yes, her, I don't think I saw her name yet, so that confused me a bit.*
*Ah.*
She studies Arc for a bit, but says nothing else.You notice she's fiddling with a small sphere, running her hands over it. It has a pin sticking out one side.
Arc looks at the sphere for a bit, then turned back away, getting himself a glass of water, which he slowly sips.
*Aaand, here's the downside of Arc, he's kind of anti-social..*
Scyria gently places the sphere in her pack and backs away.
*...So is Scyria.*
After he's done sipping his water, he turns back to her. "May I ask about the sphere?"
*Welp, this'll be a struggle for both of us.*
She glances up and takes it out again. She looks proud.
"It's one of my masterworks. A timed bomb."
"How does it work?"
"You have to pull the pin, and then probably get it away from yourself as quickly as possible. It uses cogs and springs, so it's not precise, but it will still give you time to throw it."
"I see. How come you have a glass sword?"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Hello, you two, the elf begins telepathically, the voice soft and smooth. I'm Phantom. He notices the wound on Albwin's leg. Here, let me help you with that. Phantom is smiling as he says that, and his hands start glowing with a pale blue light.
Naivaeliania Ecliren is carefully watching Phantom and Kalnor
Xorius walks over to him. "Searching for something?"
"... Yes and no"
"Explain."
"Im looking for something, but nothing in specific. Sorta just letting my mind wander" He smiles a bit
"What's your name?"
"Im Kalnor. Whats yours?"
"Xorius, commander of Bleeding Legion."
"Bleeding Legion?"
"It's a legion of devils. You're just a mortal, I presume?"
He looks down "Yeah... Imjust me..."
"You could be more."
".... How?"
"You want the power to act, don't you? To make a difference? I can give you that."
He looks up "How exactly?"
"Just a simple trade. You do a small favor or two for me, and I give you magical power. You get to be someone."
"... What kind of favors?"
"Nothing major. Perhaps telling someone a short message, or retrieving a minor magic item."
".... Ill think about it"
"Take your time."
He nods, looking for Mithris
She's inside.
He walks over "Hello..."
She smiles. "Hello, Kalnor!"
He gives a half-hearted smile "Someone offered me something outside.... I...."
"What did they offer you?"
"... The power to actually be something.."
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She smiles. "Hello, Kalnor!"
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall.
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
"I believe they call it the Tavern at the End of the World."
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.
Albwin moves closer to Arc. "It seems nice."
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
He gives a half-hearted smile "Someone offered me something outside.... I...."
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!
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Oval nods an rubs their eyes. The kick the blanket off of them before neatly folding it and setting it aside
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
"I just arrived, so I can't say yet."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
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She glances up and takes it out again. She looks proud.
"It's one of my masterworks. A timed bomb."
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
"How does it work?"
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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.
"Ok. Where are you from?"
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"Nowhere."
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.
"Well you have to be from somewhere."
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"You have to pull the pin, and then probably get it away from yourself as quickly as possible. It uses cogs and springs, so it's not precise, but it will still give you time to throw it."
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
"The place I am from is nowhere because it doesn't exist anymore. Not for centuries."
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.
*Alrighty*
Hello, you two, the elf begins telepathically, the voice soft and smooth. I'm Phantom. He notices the wound on Albwin's leg. Here, let me help you with that. Phantom is smiling as he says that, and his hands start glowing with a pale blue light.
"Oh...so you can't see your mom or dad again?"
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"Thats good. How are you feeling?" He asks, remembering the memory from yesterday
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"What did they offer you?"
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall.
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
"I see. How come you have a glass sword?"
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.
Oval's eyes widen as they back up
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
"... The power to actually be something.."
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)