Krathian is bored and apathetic. He's chilling in the main room, not being able to sleep, not being quite awake, his cuffed boots kicked up on the table. He sighs and waves his hands, conjuring up a banjo out of the shadows. He begins to pick a slow tune out of it, humming softly.
*The tune is Greedy Man by Poor Man's Poison if you feel like looking it up.*
Jim is napping in the shed, Scrum is napping on his chest. A bugbear and a cat napping in the shed ... nobody better make any sudden movements or loud noises.
Per Landsraad is still watching the firmament from the Tavern's roof. Suddenly, he starts cheering and laughing, slapping his leg in triumph. He rushes down to the main room and shouts, "Bring out all the rum ye have! By blood or gold, we'll pay fer it!"
Spectacle walks up, "Nice little tune *Itthere, do you play much?"
He flexes both hands and folds them as the banjo disappears with a sour note. “Not really. It’s just something I do to pass the time.”
* I was talking to ItsNotAChest.*
*Alt account*
*Oh really, huh.*
*Yeah… I thought that was in my sig.*
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This is ItsNotAChest’s alternate, so no some random psychopath hasn’t stolen their storylines/posts. Or maybe I did. Who knows…
I am what happens when you write character concepts on a spice high
"A parking boot? Walk into a clear area and jump, please."
Kio does so, looking very confused.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Krathian is bored and apathetic. He's chilling in the main room, not being able to sleep, not being quite awake, his cuffed boots kicked up on the table. He sighs and waves his hands, conjuring up a banjo out of the shadows. He begins to pick a slow tune out of it, humming softly.
*The tune is Greedy Man by Poor Man's Poison if you feel like looking it up.*
Jim is napping in the shed, Scrum is napping on his chest. A bugbear and a cat napping in the shed ... nobody better make any sudden movements or loud noises.
Per Landsraad is still watching the firmament from the Tavern's roof. Suddenly, he starts cheering and laughing, slapping his leg in triumph. He rushes down to the main room and shouts, "Bring out all the rum ye have! By blood or gold, we'll pay fer it!"
Spectacle walks up, "Nice little tune there, do you play much?"
He flexes both hands and folds them as the banjo disappears with a sour note. “Not really. It’s just something I do to pass the time.”
"You still played fairly well, especially since that's just a pass-time."
Krathian nods amiably. “Thank you. How can I help you, or are you just here to compliment my banjo playing skills?”
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This is ItsNotAChest’s alternate, so no some random psychopath hasn’t stolen their storylines/posts. Or maybe I did. Who knows…
I am what happens when you write character concepts on a spice high
Atemos is still sleeping but he's outside sleeping in a box labeled "For Sale".
Nessa is running drills on her horse outside.
Kio is trying to find something in the bushes.
Tikalae seems curious about Atemos.
Kalnor is walking downstairs, a vial hanging out of his back pocket
Naivaeliania Ecliren is sitting outside, looking at everything carefully
Atemos is still passed it. If anything, it looks like someone put him in the box.
Kio waves at Naviaeliania. "Could you help me find something?"
Shes going to slowly walk over, and gently poke him
"That depends on who you are, what it is, and what you are."
He doesn't wake up.
".....I'm Kio. A serithoth. Or swamp person in Common. I'm looking for a parking boot."
She tries shaking him
"A parking boot? Walk into a clear area and jump, please."
"Huh- wha- who-?"Atemos sits up. He looks very confused.
"Why are you in this box?"
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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)
Krathian is bored and apathetic. He's chilling in the main room, not being able to sleep, not being quite awake, his cuffed boots kicked up on the table. He sighs and waves his hands, conjuring up a banjo out of the shadows. He begins to pick a slow tune out of it, humming softly.
*The tune is Greedy Man by Poor Man's Poison if you feel like looking it up.*
Jim is napping in the shed, Scrum is napping on his chest. A bugbear and a cat napping in the shed ... nobody better make any sudden movements or loud noises.
Per Landsraad is still watching the firmament from the Tavern's roof. Suddenly, he starts cheering and laughing, slapping his leg in triumph. He rushes down to the main room and shouts, "Bring out all the rum ye have! By blood or gold, we'll pay fer it!"
Spectacle walks up, "Nice little tune *Itthere, do you play much?"
He flexes both hands and folds them as the banjo disappears with a sour note. “Not really. It’s just something I do to pass the time.”
* I was talking to ItsNotAChest.*
*Alt account*
*Oh really, huh.*
*Yeah… I thought that was in my sig.*
*on mobile, I have to turn it to the side to see that, wich means I scroll 24/7 if I do, sorry.*
Krathian is bored and apathetic. He's chilling in the main room, not being able to sleep, not being quite awake, his cuffed boots kicked up on the table. He sighs and waves his hands, conjuring up a banjo out of the shadows. He begins to pick a slow tune out of it, humming softly.
*The tune is Greedy Man by Poor Man's Poison if you feel like looking it up.*
Jim is napping in the shed, Scrum is napping on his chest. A bugbear and a cat napping in the shed ... nobody better make any sudden movements or loud noises.
Per Landsraad is still watching the firmament from the Tavern's roof. Suddenly, he starts cheering and laughing, slapping his leg in triumph. He rushes down to the main room and shouts, "Bring out all the rum ye have! By blood or gold, we'll pay fer it!"
A large stick is thrown at the cat.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"A parking boot? Walk into a clear area and jump, please."
Kio does so, looking very confused.
She just nods "Alright. Whats a parking boot?"
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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)
Atemos is still sleeping but he's outside sleeping in a box labeled "For Sale".
Nessa is running drills on her horse outside.
Kio is trying to find something in the bushes.
Tikalae seems curious about Atemos.
Kalnor is walking downstairs, a vial hanging out of his back pocket
Naivaeliania Ecliren is sitting outside, looking at everything carefully
Atemos is still passed it. If anything, it looks like someone put him in the box.
Kio waves at Naviaeliania. "Could you help me find something?"
Shes going to slowly walk over, and gently poke him
"That depends on who you are, what it is, and what you are."
He doesn't wake up.
".....I'm Kio. A serithoth. Or swamp person in Common. I'm looking for a parking boot."
She tries shaking him
"A parking boot? Walk into a clear area and jump, please."
"Huh- wha- who-?"Atemos sits up. He looks very confused.
"Why are you in this box?"
"Box...?" Atemos dusts himself off and stands up. "What the hell... Who did this?"
There's some quiet chuckling coming from the treeline.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*Cyno, want to continue Xorius and Nessa's previous conversation?*
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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.
"A parking boot? Walk into a clear area and jump, please."
Kio does so, looking very confused.
She just nods "Alright. Whats a parking boot?"
"It's a yellow thingy about this big." He gestures with his hands. "I made the AI of my automaton too advanced and it.. uh... took off the parking boot and escaped."
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*Cyno, want to continue Xorius and Nessa's previous conversation?*
*Sure! Could you find it for me?*
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Atemos is still sleeping but he's outside sleeping in a box labeled "For Sale".
Nessa is running drills on her horse outside.
Kio is trying to find something in the bushes.
Tikalae seems curious about Atemos.
Kalnor is walking downstairs, a vial hanging out of his back pocket
Naivaeliania Ecliren is sitting outside, looking at everything carefully
Atemos is still passed it. If anything, it looks like someone put him in the box.
Kio waves at Naviaeliania. "Could you help me find something?"
Shes going to slowly walk over, and gently poke him
"That depends on who you are, what it is, and what you are."
He doesn't wake up.
".....I'm Kio. A serithoth. Or swamp person in Common. I'm looking for a parking boot."
She tries shaking him
"A parking boot? Walk into a clear area and jump, please."
"Huh- wha- who-?"Atemos sits up. He looks very confused.
"Why are you in this box?"
"Box...?" Atemos dusts himself off and stands up. "What the hell... Who did this?"
There's some quiet chuckling coming from the treeline.
She slowly walks towards the chuckle
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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 parking boot? Walk into a clear area and jump, please."
Kio does so, looking very confused.
She just nods "Alright. Whats a parking boot?"
"It's a yellow thingy about this big." He gestures with his hands. "I made the AI of my automaton too advanced and it.. uh... took off the parking boot and escaped."
"Do you know anyone with magic?"
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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)
Krathian is bored and apathetic. He's chilling in the main room, not being able to sleep, not being quite awake, his cuffed boots kicked up on the table. He sighs and waves his hands, conjuring up a banjo out of the shadows. He begins to pick a slow tune out of it, humming softly.
*The tune is Greedy Man by Poor Man's Poison if you feel like looking it up.*
Jim is napping in the shed, Scrum is napping on his chest. A bugbear and a cat napping in the shed ... nobody better make any sudden movements or loud noises.
Per Landsraad is still watching the firmament from the Tavern's roof. Suddenly, he starts cheering and laughing, slapping his leg in triumph. He rushes down to the main room and shouts, "Bring out all the rum ye have! By blood or gold, we'll pay fer it!"
A large stick is thrown at the cat.
*…You chaotic Tom cat.* Scrum yowls and jumps, arcing his back and scratching at anything within reach which wakes Jim up, Who panics and throws a rock the size of his head at where the stick came from.
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This is ItsNotAChest’s alternate, so no some random psychopath hasn’t stolen their storylines/posts. Or maybe I did. Who knows…
I am what happens when you write character concepts on a spice high
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"A parking boot? Walk into a clear area and jump, please."
Kio does so, looking very confused.
She just nods "Alright. Whats a parking boot?"
"It's a yellow thingy about this big." He gestures with his hands. "I made the AI of my automaton too advanced and it.. uh... took off the parking boot and escaped."
"Do you know anyone with magic?"
"I know a little bit. But not enough to locate the object with a spell. There's a wizard named Enethia near here thought I think?"
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Krathian is bored and apathetic. He's chilling in the main room, not being able to sleep, not being quite awake, his cuffed boots kicked up on the table. He sighs and waves his hands, conjuring up a banjo out of the shadows. He begins to pick a slow tune out of it, humming softly.
*The tune is Greedy Man by Poor Man's Poison if you feel like looking it up.*
Jim is napping in the shed, Scrum is napping on his chest. A bugbear and a cat napping in the shed ... nobody better make any sudden movements or loud noises.
Per Landsraad is still watching the firmament from the Tavern's roof. Suddenly, he starts cheering and laughing, slapping his leg in triumph. He rushes down to the main room and shouts, "Bring out all the rum ye have! By blood or gold, we'll pay fer it!"
Spectacle walks up, "Nice little tune there, do you play much?"
He flexes both hands and folds them as the banjo disappears with a sour note. “Not really. It’s just something I do to pass the time.”
"You still played fairly well, especially since that's just a pass-time."
Krathian nods amiably. “Thank you. How can I help you, or are you just here to compliment my banjo playing skills?”
"Just to compliment your banjo, I'm a Bard, & for me, music is just simply calling for me to follow, wether I compliment or constructively criticize is dependent on the music."
"I fought, I killed, and I grew stronger by following our laws. Honestly, I've never cared much about who I was in life. Everything I've earned is due to my own merit, not that of the mortal I used to be."
”You’re not even the slightest bit curious? Your present story is admirable, but your past could be just as intriguing.”
"It's not any different than perusing the life of any random mortal. That past is dead, and meaningless to me. It doesn't matter what I used to be."
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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.
Krathian is bored and apathetic. He's chilling in the main room, not being able to sleep, not being quite awake, his cuffed boots kicked up on the table. He sighs and waves his hands, conjuring up a banjo out of the shadows. He begins to pick a slow tune out of it, humming softly.
*The tune is Greedy Man by Poor Man's Poison if you feel like looking it up.*
Jim is napping in the shed, Scrum is napping on his chest. A bugbear and a cat napping in the shed ... nobody better make any sudden movements or loud noises.
Per Landsraad is still watching the firmament from the Tavern's roof. Suddenly, he starts cheering and laughing, slapping his leg in triumph. He rushes down to the main room and shouts, "Bring out all the rum ye have! By blood or gold, we'll pay fer it!"
A large stick is thrown at the cat.
*…You chaotic Tom cat.* Scrum yowls and jumps, arcing his back and scratching at anything within reach which wakes Jim up, Who panics and throws a rock the size of his head at where the stick came from.
There's a loud "OW!" as the rock hits a bush, followed by mild swearing. A water balloon is thrown from the bush at the cat again. "GET AWAY FOUL ANIMAL!"
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
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*Yeah… I thought that was in my sig.*
This is ItsNotAChest’s alternate, so no some random psychopath hasn’t stolen their storylines/posts. Or maybe I did. Who knows…
I am what happens when you write character concepts on a spice high
#ForeverAlone
#ForeverDM
Kio does so, looking very confused.
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making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Krathian nods amiably. “Thank you. How can I help you, or are you just here to compliment my banjo playing skills?”
This is ItsNotAChest’s alternate, so no some random psychopath hasn’t stolen their storylines/posts. Or maybe I did. Who knows…
I am what happens when you write character concepts on a spice high
#ForeverAlone
#ForeverDM
"Why are you in this box?"
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)
*on mobile, I have to turn it to the side to see that, wich means I scroll 24/7 if I do, sorry.*
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
A large stick is thrown at the cat.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
She just nods "Alright. Whats a parking boot?"
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)
"why not spar with.. spa-spar with some zombies?"
lial starts reaching into a bag with a gloved hand
N/A
"Box...?" Atemos dusts himself off and stands up. "What the hell... Who did this?"
There's some quiet chuckling coming from the treeline.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*Cyno, want to continue Xorius and Nessa's previous conversation?*
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall.
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
"It's a yellow thingy about this big." He gestures with his hands. "I made the AI of my automaton too advanced and it.. uh... took off the parking boot and escaped."
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*Sure! Could you find it for me?*
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
She slowly walks towards the chuckle
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)
"Do you know anyone with magic?"
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)
*…You chaotic Tom cat.*
Scrum yowls and jumps, arcing his back and scratching at anything within reach which wakes Jim up, Who panics and throws a rock the size of his head at where the stick came from.
This is ItsNotAChest’s alternate, so no some random psychopath hasn’t stolen their storylines/posts. Or maybe I did. Who knows…
I am what happens when you write character concepts on a spice high
#ForeverAlone
#ForeverDM
Atemos stomps the box repeatedly.
Roll perception.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"I know a little bit. But not enough to locate the object with a spell. There's a wizard named Enethia near here thought I think?"
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"Just to compliment your banjo, I'm a Bard, & for me, music is just simply calling for me to follow, wether I compliment or constructively criticize is dependent on the music."
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall.
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
There's a loud "OW!" as the rock hits a bush, followed by mild swearing. A water balloon is thrown from the bush at the cat again. "GET AWAY FOUL ANIMAL!"
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ