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!"
Tikalae waves "Hello, 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 Characters (Outdated)
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!"
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!"
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!"
Tikalae waves "Hello, there!"
"Hello who are you, do you like pancakes, oh I do too, do you have any pets can I meet them, oh yeah speaking of pancakes" she orders pancakes with seemingly more syrup than pancake
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!"
Timber shies away from them, looking scared.
"Are you okay?" her smile fades instantly
"...Yeah, just..." Timber is nervous of new people who are grown up.
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!"
Tikalae waves "Hello, there!"
"Hello who are you, do you like pancakes, oh I do too, do you have any pets can I meet them, oh yeah speaking of pancakes" she orders pancakes with seemingly more syrup than pancake
*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!"
Tikalae waves "Hello, there!"
"Hello who are you, do you like pancakes, oh I do too, do you have any pets can I meet them, oh yeah speaking of pancakes" she orders pancakes with seemingly more syrup than pancake
She smiles "You can call me Tikalae. I do enjoy pancakes, but do not have any pets" *Want a heroforge of Tikalae?*
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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 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!"
*Considering im not using penny, Ill bring in James, aka Reaper*
A slight disturbance was felt in the tavern, like a disruption in the current of time and space. In a flash of red smoke, a skeleton appeared. They wear a red hoodie with fluffy white parka-like accents around the hood and inside, a pair of black slacks and thick dirty sneakers that are stained with blood and dirt. Their black eyes hold nothing, no emotion or light, in them, just a single red pupil. Their jaw are wired in a permeant smile, giving off a disturbing aura. They carry a scythe on their back, held together in a sheath made of black cloth and thick rope.
The walk through the wood, bony hands stuck in their pockets as the reach the tavern,
*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!"
Tikalae waves "Hello, there!"
"Hello who are you, do you like pancakes, oh I do too, do you have any pets can I meet them, oh yeah speaking of pancakes" she orders pancakes with seemingly more syrup than pancake
She smiles "You can call me Tikalae. I do enjoy pancakes, but do not have any pets" *Want a heroforge of Tikalae?*
*yeah, thanks*
"Well hello Takiliakie, you seem cool. So, what do you do around here? I mean, you can't just stay at this tavern, although their pancakes are good"
*Considering im not using penny, Ill bring in James, aka Reaper*
A slight disturbance was felt in the tavern, like a disruption in the current of time and space. In a flash of red smoke, a skeleton appeared. They wear a red hoodie with fluffy white parka-like accents around the hood and inside, a pair of black slacks and thick dirty sneakers that are stained with blood and dirt. Their black eyes hold nothing, no emotion or light, in them, just a single red pupil. Their jaw are wired in a permeant smile, giving off a disturbing aura. They carry a scythe on their back, held together in a sheath made of black cloth and thick rope.
The walk through the wood, bony hands stuck in their pockets as the reach the tavern,
Albwin looks out the window and lets out a shout of fright.
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"
"Soccer huh? Yeah, you're definatly a soccor kid when i think about it," He nods, patting their shoulder
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!"
Tikalae waves "Hello, there!"
"Hello who are you, do you like pancakes, oh I do too, do you have any pets can I meet them, oh yeah speaking of pancakes" she orders pancakes with seemingly more syrup than pancake
Caramel the Undead Cat walks over to her.
"Aw, a cat"
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*Well, she doesn't know that*
Tikalae waves "Hello, 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)
"Are you okay?" her smile fades instantly
*True*
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"Where'd you get it?"
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.
Albwin slowly backs away
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"A dwarf named Sindri Westpike!"
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"Hello who are you, do you like pancakes, oh I do too, do you have any pets can I meet them, oh yeah speaking of pancakes" she orders pancakes with seemingly more syrup than pancake
"...Yeah, just..." Timber is nervous of new people who are grown up.
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.
Caramel the Undead Cat walks over to her.
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.
"Awesome!"
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.
She smiles "You can call me Tikalae. I do enjoy pancakes, but do not have any pets" *Want a heroforge of Tikalae?*
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)
"Hello, who are you?"
*Considering im not using penny, Ill bring in James, aka Reaper*
A slight disturbance was felt in the tavern, like a disruption in the current of time and space. In a flash of red smoke, a skeleton appeared. They wear a red hoodie with fluffy white parka-like accents around the hood and inside, a pair of black slacks and thick dirty sneakers that are stained with blood and dirt. Their black eyes hold nothing, no emotion or light, in them, just a single red pupil. Their jaw are wired in a permeant smile, giving off a disturbing aura. They carry a scythe on their back, held together in a sheath made of black cloth and thick rope.
The walk through the wood, bony hands stuck in their pockets as the reach the tavern,
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
"Yea!"
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"A-albwin."
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
*yeah, thanks*
"Well hello Takiliakie, you seem cool. So, what do you do around here? I mean, you can't just stay at this tavern, although their pancakes are good"
Albwin looks out the window and lets out a shout of fright.
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"Soccer huh? Yeah, you're definatly a soccor kid when i think about it," He nods, patting their shoulder
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
"Aw, a cat"