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 Characters (Outdated)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 smile again before jumping off the couch and disappearing for a second then coming back with a handful and slightly crumpled paper and some charcoal pencils
Vega pulls out a bead of nourishment, popping it into his mouth, before offering one to oval
*Im making Oval in Heroforge... Well t r y i n g*
They take it and roll it around in their hand
"Eat it whenever you feel," He says
*Yas. I could probably try to make vega, though it would be hard*
They look at it for a minute before eating it as well.
Vega continues rummaging in his bag for a moment, pulling out a couple different items. A silver spoon, a pocketwatch that has six hands, a bag of random metal stars, and finally he pulls out a roll of bandages, setting it on the table
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.."
"What do you mean?"
"I... Dont really know.... He just said the power to actually make a difference"
"Do you trust this person?"
"I... Just met them... They apparently lead a legion of devils"
"I don't judge people based on what they are, but deals with devils don't usually end well."
"I... How do they usually end?"
"There's always a loophole that makes it so they get more out of the deal then you do."
"Oh...Ok... So... You think itd probably be a bad idea?"
"It's your choice. Not mine."
"Mithris... I trust you much, much more than I can trust myself..."
"Then why won't you accept that you're perfect the way you are?"
"I... Because I dont see anything that I could possibly be close to 'perfect' in... I.... I cant do anything..."
"Yes, you can. You don't need magic or a sword to change things."
He shakes his head "I.... Ive never been able to make any effect on almost anything....."
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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)
Vega pulls out a bead of nourishment, popping it into his mouth, before offering one to oval
*Im making Oval in Heroforge... Well t r y i n g*
They take it and roll it around in their hand
"Eat it whenever you feel," He says
*Yas. I could probably try to make vega, though it would be hard*
They look at it for a minute before eating it as well.
Vega continues rummaging in his bag for a moment, pulling out a couple different items. A silver spoon, a pocketwatch that has six hands, a bag of random metal stars, and finally he pulls out a roll of bandages, setting it on the table
*I'm back, sounds like things have gotten pretty grim for Taceli*
The child is sitting on the couch, sniffling occasionally but looking relatively calm.
Thirteen has come out of his room, but is sitting at the bar drinking tea and not talking to anyone.
Caramel is looking after Albwin from the shadows.
Albwin walks up to the child.
"H-hello. Who are you? I'm... well, I don't really have a name..." The child (nonbinary tabaxi, about seven) hops off the couch and shakes their hand.
"I'm Albwin." He shakes the kids hand. "Can I call you Timber?"
"Sure! That's a really good name!" Timber smiles. "N-nice to meet you, Albwin."
"Where are you from?"
"A big city... I think it was called Waterdeep... but then I was being chased by those mean men and I fell in a weird puddle and I came out here!" When not afraid, Timber is quite the chatterbox.
"Sounds nice."
"It wasn't... everyone chased me and tried to catch me and I had to steal food and then they got even madder..." Timber sniffles a little.
Albwin shuffles his feet. "I know how that is..."
"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. Its okay."
"No. Its fine. My mom and dad were killed by skeletons, and well I had to run or else I would've been killed." he points at a light scar on his arm. "I got this from getting hit by one of their swords."
"I... I'm sorry... I don't even remember my mum and dad..."
*I'm back, sounds like things have gotten pretty grim for Taceli*
The child is sitting on the couch, sniffling occasionally but looking relatively calm.
Thirteen has come out of his room, but is sitting at the bar drinking tea and not talking to anyone.
Caramel is looking after Albwin from the shadows.
Albwin walks up to the child.
"H-hello. Who are you? I'm... well, I don't really have a name..." The child (nonbinary tabaxi, about seven) hops off the couch and shakes their hand.
"I'm Albwin." He shakes the kids hand. "Can I call you Timber?"
"Sure! That's a really good name!" Timber smiles. "N-nice to meet you, Albwin."
"Where are you from?"
"A big city... I think it was called Waterdeep... but then I was being chased by those mean men and I fell in a weird puddle and I came out here!" When not afraid, Timber is quite the chatterbox.
"Sounds nice."
"It wasn't... everyone chased me and tried to catch me and I had to steal food and then they got even madder..." Timber sniffles a little.
Albwin shuffles his feet. "I know how that is..."
"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. Its okay."
"No. Its fine. My mom and dad were killed by skeletons, and well I had to run or else I would've been killed." he points at a light scar on his arm. "I got this from getting hit by one of their swords."
"I... I'm sorry... I don't even remember my mum and dad..."
"It's fine." Albwin says. He pulls a metal falcon and messes with it.
The smile again before jumping off the couch and disappearing for a second then coming back with a handful and slightly crumpled paper and some charcoal pencils
*I'm back, sounds like things have gotten pretty grim for Taceli*
The child is sitting on the couch, sniffling occasionally but looking relatively calm.
Thirteen has come out of his room, but is sitting at the bar drinking tea and not talking to anyone.
Caramel is looking after Albwin from the shadows.
Albwin walks up to the child.
"H-hello. Who are you? I'm... well, I don't really have a name..." The child (nonbinary tabaxi, about seven) hops off the couch and shakes their hand.
"I'm Albwin." He shakes the kids hand. "Can I call you Timber?"
"Sure! That's a really good name!" Timber smiles. "N-nice to meet you, Albwin."
"Where are you from?"
"A big city... I think it was called Waterdeep... but then I was being chased by those mean men and I fell in a weird puddle and I came out here!" When not afraid, Timber is quite the chatterbox.
"Sounds nice."
"It wasn't... everyone chased me and tried to catch me and I had to steal food and then they got even madder..." Timber sniffles a little.
Albwin shuffles his feet. "I know how that is..."
"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. Its okay."
"No. Its fine. My mom and dad were killed by skeletons, and well I had to run or else I would've been killed." he points at a light scar on his arm. "I got this from getting hit by one of their swords."
"I... I'm sorry... I don't even remember my mum and dad..."
"It's fine." Albwin says. He pulls a metal falcon and messes with it.
"Wow, you have a cool toy! I have something like that..." Timber takes out a small stuffed otter that seems to be made of scraps of cloth. "I made him myself, he's called Scamper!"
A short half-elf with long white hair, black leather clothes, and a huge smile on her face walks into the tavern "Why hello, so many happy faces around here!"
A short half-elf with long white hair, black leather clothes, and a huge smile on her face walks into the tavern "Why hello, so many happy faces around here!"
A short half-elf with long white hair, black leather clothes, and a huge smile on her face walks into the tavern "Why hello, so many happy faces around here!"
*I'm back, sounds like things have gotten pretty grim for Taceli*
The child is sitting on the couch, sniffling occasionally but looking relatively calm.
Thirteen has come out of his room, but is sitting at the bar drinking tea and not talking to anyone.
Caramel is looking after Albwin from the shadows.
Albwin walks up to the child.
"H-hello. Who are you? I'm... well, I don't really have a name..." The child (nonbinary tabaxi, about seven) hops off the couch and shakes their hand.
"I'm Albwin." He shakes the kids hand. "Can I call you Timber?"
"Sure! That's a really good name!" Timber smiles. "N-nice to meet you, Albwin."
"Where are you from?"
"A big city... I think it was called Waterdeep... but then I was being chased by those mean men and I fell in a weird puddle and I came out here!" When not afraid, Timber is quite the chatterbox.
"Sounds nice."
"It wasn't... everyone chased me and tried to catch me and I had to steal food and then they got even madder..." Timber sniffles a little.
Albwin shuffles his feet. "I know how that is..."
"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. Its okay."
"No. Its fine. My mom and dad were killed by skeletons, and well I had to run or else I would've been killed." he points at a light scar on his arm. "I got this from getting hit by one of their swords."
"I... I'm sorry... I don't even remember my mum and dad..."
"It's fine." Albwin says. He pulls a metal falcon and messes with it.
"Wow, you have a cool toy! I have something like that..." Timber takes out a small stuffed otter that seems to be made of scraps of cloth. "I made him myself, he's called Scamper!"
The smile again before jumping off the couch and disappearing for a second then coming back with a handful and slightly crumpled paper and some charcoal pencils
"Oh, you like drawing?" Vega asks, smiling warmly
They nod and point to a old soccer ball that is next to a chair "That too"
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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
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*[INHALE] Hello wonderous, amazing, fun people*
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)
*Hi! Please cut that chain if Chris doesn't!*
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.
"Hey there, you passed out for a bit there."
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
The smile again before jumping off the couch and disappearing for a second then coming back with a handful and slightly crumpled paper and some charcoal pencils
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
"It is pretty cool," Vega nods
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
*-cries in not being included in that greeting-*
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.
He shakes his head "I.... Ive never been able to make any effect on almost anything....."
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)
-Happy axolotl noises-
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... I'm sorry... I don't even remember my mum and dad..."
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.
"Avery... please tell me that was just a nightmare... please tell me you don't know what I'm talking about... please tell me I'm just going mental..."
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.
"It's fine." Albwin says. He pulls a metal falcon and messes with it.
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"Oh, you like drawing?" Vega asks, smiling warmly
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 do you mean? What do you want to be a nightmare?"
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
"Wow, you have a cool toy! I have something like that..." Timber takes out a small stuffed otter that seems to be made of scraps of cloth. "I made him myself, he's called Scamper!"
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.
A short half-elf with long white hair, black leather clothes, and a huge smile on her face walks into the tavern "Why hello, so many happy faces around here!"
She slowly looks down at the book she was clutching to her chest. "Oh gods, it was real..."
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.
*Thats cap. Someone just died*
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
Timber shies away from them, looking scared.
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.
"Thats cool! I named mine Hunter!"
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
They nod and point to a old soccer ball that is next to a chair "That too"
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