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Krathian is focusing on a small, potted birch tree in front of him like yesterday. The leafless tree's gray knots stare out over the tavern like unblinking eyes as its branches appear to have grown in strangely sharp patterns. Sweat stands out on Krathian's brow as he stares intently at the glorified shrub. Slowly, but still much more fast than is normal, another branch grows out of the base at a perfect 45 degree angle, on which the same eerie knots are present. Krathian sits back in his chair, with a satisfied look on his face. Q'ilbrith notices from across the bar and claps both hands and all eight tentacles together in triumph, which results in a strange slap/squish sound. "Nice job, Krathian." Krathian nods by way of response, he appears to have experienced serious exertion.

Jim is chilling with Scrum, petting him gently and singing softly.

The golden-eyed man has ceased stalking the grounds and is currently writing on a piece of hide parchment in the main room.

Atemos waves. “Whatcha doin?”

He rolls up the parchment and takes a sip from a hip flask. "Writin' a letter home." he says, rolling up the hide and turning to face Atemos, "Per Landsraad," he says, offering a hand.

Atemos smiles wryly before shaking it. “Need someone to deliver it? I can do it for a small fee.”

"Nah," he says, placing a hand on either end of the rolled parchment and collapsing it like a telescope. When he parts his hands there's nothing there. "They'll get it jes fine. How can I help ye?"

Putindese throws goofy explosive rockets at both of them.

A cat gets hit with one and appears to be fatally injured *😭*

"It happens." Putindese just murdered a cat.

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*Was this an open-ended telepathic message? If so...*

Soldaer Torrae...

*It was directed at Soldaer originally sorry :,).*
The voice is masucline and silky smooth. A pleasure to meet you. What brings you here?

*...oh. (spongebob narrator voice): And so the anxious introvert decided to simply walk off the cliff.*

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"...Krathian. And you?"

Benjamin Dova. What exactly are you?

"What do you mean? I am many things in many ways, after which of these do you inquire?"

What is your species?

"Ah, I was a half-elf, but I am not so sure any more, screwing with space and time may have changed that. Still, it would be simpler if you think of me as a half elf," he says, discreetly brushing his hair behind his left ear to expose the slight point at the tip, as well as the small silver earring.

Space and time? What do you mean?

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Krathian is focusing on a small, potted birch tree in front of him like yesterday. The leafless tree's gray knots stare out over the tavern like unblinking eyes as its branches appear to have grown in strangely sharp patterns. Sweat stands out on Krathian's brow as he stares intently at the glorified shrub. Slowly, but still much more fast than is normal, another branch grows out of the base at a perfect 45 degree angle, on which the same eerie knots are present. Krathian sits back in his chair, with a satisfied look on his face. Q'ilbrith notices from across the bar and claps both hands and all eight tentacles together in triumph, which results in a strange slap/squish sound. "Nice job, Krathian." Krathian nods by way of response, he appears to have experienced serious exertion.

Jim is chilling with Scrum, petting him gently and singing softly.

The golden-eyed man has ceased stalking the grounds and is currently writing on a piece of hide parchment in the main room.

Atemos waves. “Whatcha doin?”

He rolls up the parchment and takes a sip from a hip flask. "Writin' a letter home." he says, rolling up the hide and turning to face Atemos, "Per Landsraad," he says, offering a hand.

Atemos smiles wryly before shaking it. “Need someone to deliver it? I can do it for a small fee.”

"Nah," he says, placing a hand on either end of the rolled parchment and collapsing it like a telescope. When he parts his hands there's nothing there. "They'll get it jes fine. How can I help ye?"

“Woah… how did you do that?”

He shrugs, "Simple matter transference spell, me shipmates should get this in a bit."

“Shipmates? Are you a sailor?” Atemos looks at the empty space in awe.

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"...Krathian. And you?"

Benjamin Dova. What exactly are you?

"What do you mean? I am many things in many ways, after which of these do you inquire?"

What is your species?

"Ah, I was a half-elf, but I am not so sure any more, screwing with space and time may have changed that. Still, it would be simpler if you think of me as a half elf," he says, discreetly brushing his hair behind his left ear to expose the slight point at the tip, as well as the small silver earring.

Space and time? What do you mean?

Putindese pillages an entire village of halflings, in the blink of an eye. In his imagination.

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"...Krathian. And you?"

Benjamin Dova. What exactly are you?

"What do you mean? I am many things in many ways, after which of these do you inquire?"

What is your species?

"Ah, I was a half-elf, but I am not so sure any more, screwing with space and time may have changed that. Still, it would be simpler if you think of me as a half elf," he says, discreetly brushing his hair behind his left ear to expose the slight point at the tip, as well as the small silver earring.

Space and time? What do you mean?

"I hop planes frequently, some of which defy common physical laws. Thus producing the aforementioned discord between myself and space-time that causes such hijinks."

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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"
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Nothing in particular. Soldaer chuckles quietly, both aloud and telepathically. Not even entirely sure how I got here. I was chasing a band of marauding orcs away from my village, adn then there was a sudden flash of light. I blacked out, and when I came to, I was outside the Tavern here.

Are you a paladin of some kind?

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Krathian is focusing on a small, potted birch tree in front of him like yesterday. The leafless tree's gray knots stare out over the tavern like unblinking eyes as its branches appear to have grown in strangely sharp patterns. Sweat stands out on Krathian's brow as he stares intently at the glorified shrub. Slowly, but still much more fast than is normal, another branch grows out of the base at a perfect 45 degree angle, on which the same eerie knots are present. Krathian sits back in his chair, with a satisfied look on his face. Q'ilbrith notices from across the bar and claps both hands and all eight tentacles together in triumph, which results in a strange slap/squish sound. "Nice job, Krathian." Krathian nods by way of response, he appears to have experienced serious exertion.

Jim is chilling with Scrum, petting him gently and singing softly.

The golden-eyed man has ceased stalking the grounds and is currently writing on a piece of hide parchment in the main room.

Atemos waves. “Whatcha doin?”

He rolls up the parchment and takes a sip from a hip flask. "Writin' a letter home." he says, rolling up the hide and turning to face Atemos, "Per Landsraad," he says, offering a hand.

Atemos smiles wryly before shaking it. “Need someone to deliver it? I can do it for a small fee.”

"Nah," he says, placing a hand on either end of the rolled parchment and collapsing it like a telescope. When he parts his hands there's nothing there. "They'll get it jes fine. How can I help ye?"

Putindese throws goofy explosive rockets at both of them.

A cat gets hit with one and appears to be fatally injured *😭*

"It happens." Putindese just murdered a cat.

The cat looks dead. Very dead.

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Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
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Krathian is focusing on a small, potted birch tree in front of him like yesterday. The leafless tree's gray knots stare out over the tavern like unblinking eyes as its branches appear to have grown in strangely sharp patterns. Sweat stands out on Krathian's brow as he stares intently at the glorified shrub. Slowly, but still much more fast than is normal, another branch grows out of the base at a perfect 45 degree angle, on which the same eerie knots are present. Krathian sits back in his chair, with a satisfied look on his face. Q'ilbrith notices from across the bar and claps both hands and all eight tentacles together in triumph, which results in a strange slap/squish sound. "Nice job, Krathian." Krathian nods by way of response, he appears to have experienced serious exertion.

Jim is chilling with Scrum, petting him gently and singing softly.

The golden-eyed man has ceased stalking the grounds and is currently writing on a piece of hide parchment in the main room.

Atemos waves. “Whatcha doin?”

He rolls up the parchment and takes a sip from a hip flask. "Writin' a letter home." he says, rolling up the hide and turning to face Atemos, "Per Landsraad," he says, offering a hand.

Atemos smiles wryly before shaking it. “Need someone to deliver it? I can do it for a small fee.”

"Nah," he says, placing a hand on either end of the rolled parchment and collapsing it like a telescope. When he parts his hands there's nothing there. "They'll get it jes fine. How can I help ye?"

“Woah… how did you do that?”

He shrugs, "Simple matter transference spell, me shipmates should get this in a bit."

“Shipmates? Are you a sailor?” Atemos looks at the empty space in awe.

"Deck wizard," he says matter-of-factly, "Of the glorious MacCleaver's Revenge"

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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"
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Krathian is focusing on a small, potted birch tree in front of him like yesterday. The leafless tree's gray knots stare out over the tavern like unblinking eyes as its branches appear to have grown in strangely sharp patterns. Sweat stands out on Krathian's brow as he stares intently at the glorified shrub. Slowly, but still much more fast than is normal, another branch grows out of the base at a perfect 45 degree angle, on which the same eerie knots are present. Krathian sits back in his chair, with a satisfied look on his face. Q'ilbrith notices from across the bar and claps both hands and all eight tentacles together in triumph, which results in a strange slap/squish sound. "Nice job, Krathian." Krathian nods by way of response, he appears to have experienced serious exertion.

Jim is chilling with Scrum, petting him gently and singing softly.

The golden-eyed man has ceased stalking the grounds and is currently writing on a piece of hide parchment in the main room.

Atemos waves. “Whatcha doin?”

He rolls up the parchment and takes a sip from a hip flask. "Writin' a letter home." he says, rolling up the hide and turning to face Atemos, "Per Landsraad," he says, offering a hand.

Atemos smiles wryly before shaking it. “Need someone to deliver it? I can do it for a small fee.”

"Nah," he says, placing a hand on either end of the rolled parchment and collapsing it like a telescope. When he parts his hands there's nothing there. "They'll get it jes fine. How can I help ye?"

Putindese throws goofy explosive rockets at both of them.

A cat gets hit with one and appears to be fatally injured *😭*

"It happens." Putindese just murdered a cat.

The cat looks dead. Very dead.

Putindese unmorphs.
Biggie calmly says "Oops, my bad, whoops"

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Krathian is focusing on a small, potted birch tree in front of him like yesterday. The leafless tree's gray knots stare out over the tavern like unblinking eyes as its branches appear to have grown in strangely sharp patterns. Sweat stands out on Krathian's brow as he stares intently at the glorified shrub. Slowly, but still much more fast than is normal, another branch grows out of the base at a perfect 45 degree angle, on which the same eerie knots are present. Krathian sits back in his chair, with a satisfied look on his face. Q'ilbrith notices from across the bar and claps both hands and all eight tentacles together in triumph, which results in a strange slap/squish sound. "Nice job, Krathian." Krathian nods by way of response, he appears to have experienced serious exertion.

Jim is chilling with Scrum, petting him gently and singing softly.

The golden-eyed man has ceased stalking the grounds and is currently writing on a piece of hide parchment in the main room.

Atemos waves. “Whatcha doin?”

He rolls up the parchment and takes a sip from a hip flask. "Writin' a letter home." he says, rolling up the hide and turning to face Atemos, "Per Landsraad," he says, offering a hand.

Atemos smiles wryly before shaking it. “Need someone to deliver it? I can do it for a small fee.”

"Nah," he says, placing a hand on either end of the rolled parchment and collapsing it like a telescope. When he parts his hands there's nothing there. "They'll get it jes fine. How can I help ye?"

Putindese throws goofy explosive rockets at both of them.

A cat gets hit with one and appears to be fatally injured *😭*

"It happens." Putindese just murdered a cat.

The cat looks dead. Very dead.

*The murdered cat hit by an explosive rocket looks dead? YOU DON'T SAY*

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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.

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"
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*Looks like everyone else is gone bro, though if you're still in the mood I'm down for rp.*

Krathian is focusing on a small, potted birch tree in front of him like yesterday. The leafless tree's gray knots stare out over the tavern like unblinking eyes as its branches appear to have grown in strangely sharp patterns. Sweat stands out on Krathian's brow as he stares intently at the glorified shrub. Slowly, but still much more fast than is normal, another branch grows out of the base at a perfect 45 degree angle, on which the same eerie knots are present. Krathian sits back in his chair, with a satisfied look on his face. Q'ilbrith notices from across the bar and claps both hands and all eight tentacles together in triumph, which results in a strange slap/squish sound. "Nice job, Krathian." Krathian nods by way of response, he appears to have experienced serious exertion.

Jim is chilling with Scrum, petting him gently and singing softly.

The golden-eyed man has ceased stalking the grounds and is currently writing on a piece of hide parchment in the main room.

*Timewarp time, lol!*

Soldaer walks over to Krathian. "I don't believe we've properly met. The name's Soldaer Torrae, Ranger of Mielikki and Druid of Eilistraee. Couldn't help but notice this rather...unique piece of...shrubbery you're working on. What exactly is it you are doing to that tree?"

He mops sweat off of his brow, and doesn't bother to look at or greet Soldaer. "Krathian." he says abruptly (He's going through a tough time,) "It's a mathas tree, growth responds to psychic energy. This one was tough to direct. I'm exercising."

"Interesting. Can't say I've heard of a mathas tree, but I am familiar with psionics. I myself am not that much of a practitioner, although I do have the ability to speak telepathically," He says, switching over fluidly in mid sentence.

"Fascinating. Not many are able to do so fluidly, all I get from most who try to communicate is jumbled sensations, and most are only able to do so in short bursts."

Indeed. It took many years of practice to master this, but considering I'm a full elf, I've had the time. Soldaer chuckles quietly at this. It also help me communicate with Shade, my companion. Speaking of whom... SHADE! Come on over here!

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*Looks like everyone else is gone bro, though if you're still in the mood I'm down for rp.*

Krathian is focusing on a small, potted birch tree in front of him like yesterday. The leafless tree's gray knots stare out over the tavern like unblinking eyes as its branches appear to have grown in strangely sharp patterns. Sweat stands out on Krathian's brow as he stares intently at the glorified shrub. Slowly, but still much more fast than is normal, another branch grows out of the base at a perfect 45 degree angle, on which the same eerie knots are present. Krathian sits back in his chair, with a satisfied look on his face. Q'ilbrith notices from across the bar and claps both hands and all eight tentacles together in triumph, which results in a strange slap/squish sound. "Nice job, Krathian." Krathian nods by way of response, he appears to have experienced serious exertion.

Jim is chilling with Scrum, petting him gently and singing softly.

The golden-eyed man has ceased stalking the grounds and is currently writing on a piece of hide parchment in the main room.

*Timewarp time, lol!*

Soldaer walks over to Krathian. "I don't believe we've properly met. The name's Soldaer Torrae, Ranger of Mielikki and Druid of Eilistraee. Couldn't help but notice this rather...unique piece of...shrubbery you're working on. What exactly is it you are doing to that tree?"

He mops sweat off of his brow, and doesn't bother to look at or greet Soldaer. "Krathian." he says abruptly (He's going through a tough time,) "It's a mathas tree, growth responds to psychic energy. This one was tough to direct. I'm exercising."

"Interesting. Can't say I've heard of a mathas tree, but I am familiar with psionics. I myself am not that much of a practitioner, although I do have the ability to speak telepathically," He says, switching over fluidly in mid sentence.

"Fascinating. Not many are able to do so fluidly, all I get from most who try to communicate is jumbled sensations, and most are only able to do so in short bursts."

Indeed. It took many years of practice to master this, but considering I'm a full elf, I've had the time. Soldaer chuckles quietly at this. It also help me communicate with Shade, my companion. Speaking of whom... SHADE! Come on over here!

Krathian patiently awaits the arrival of Shade.

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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.

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"
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*Hi!*

*Yo hey chris! Actives?*

*Kalnor, Naivaeliania Ecliren, and Tikalae*

*Can you describe the last two?*

*Naivaeliania Ecliren is in a blue robe, with a white mask that has red accents. Tikale has a heroforge Ill post*

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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.

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"
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Nothing in particular. Soldaer chuckles quietly, both aloud and telepathically. Not even entirely sure how I got here. I was chasing a band of marauding orcs away from my village, adn then there was a sudden flash of light. I blacked out, and when I came to, I was outside the Tavern here.

Are you a paladin of some kind?

No. I'm a Ranger of Mielikki and a Druid of Eilistraee. Part of my job as such is to protect my people, and anyone else for that matter, from those creatures, whether sentient or not, that would do them harm.

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"Deck wizard," he says matter-of-factly, "Of the glorious MacCleaver's Revenge"

“That’s so cool..” Atemos grins. “What’s your name?”

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Krathian is focusing on a small, potted birch tree in front of him like yesterday. The leafless tree's gray knots stare out over the tavern like unblinking eyes as its branches appear to have grown in strangely sharp patterns. Sweat stands out on Krathian's brow as he stares intently at the glorified shrub. Slowly, but still much more fast than is normal, another branch grows out of the base at a perfect 45 degree angle, on which the same eerie knots are present. Krathian sits back in his chair, with a satisfied look on his face. Q'ilbrith notices from across the bar and claps both hands and all eight tentacles together in triumph, which results in a strange slap/squish sound. "Nice job, Krathian." Krathian nods by way of response, he appears to have experienced serious exertion.

Jim is chilling with Scrum, petting him gently and singing softly.

The golden-eyed man has ceased stalking the grounds and is currently writing on a piece of hide parchment in the main room.

Atemos waves. “Whatcha doin?”

He rolls up the parchment and takes a sip from a hip flask. "Writin' a letter home." he says, rolling up the hide and turning to face Atemos, "Per Landsraad," he says, offering a hand.

Atemos smiles wryly before shaking it. “Need someone to deliver it? I can do it for a small fee.”

"Nah," he says, placing a hand on either end of the rolled parchment and collapsing it like a telescope. When he parts his hands there's nothing there. "They'll get it jes fine. How can I help ye?"

Putindese throws goofy explosive rockets at both of them.

A cat gets hit with one and appears to be fatally injured *😭*

"It happens." Putindese just murdered a cat.

The cat looks dead. Very dead.

Putindese unmorphs.
Biggie calmly says "Oops, my bad, whoops"

The cat’s dead body doesn’t respond.

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