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 Characters (Outdated)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 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."
“Fair enough. Again, this isn’t something I do often though.”
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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.
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?"
"Then maybe they can help?"
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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)
"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."
*Thanks :))*
"The past defines the future, does it not? If we were reincarnations, I would be just as invested in my past life so I could correct the flaws in my behavior to become the best I could possibly be. Otherwise, the past repeats itself, doesn't it?"
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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!"
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!"
Jim, now angry at being called “Foul animal” (He’d be madder if he knew it was Scrum) grabs a comically large blunderbuss out and pokes it at the bush, Scrum rides on his shoulder.
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I am what happens when you write character concepts on a spice high
Kalnor is eating breakfast downstairs, a vial hanging out of his back pocket
Tikalae is chilling
Naivaeliania Ecliren is sitting outside
Mithris walks over. "What is the vial for?"
"Good morning! Its.. My best attempt so far at the dye. Though it still isnt very good"
"Do want me to try to help?"
"Only if youd want to.."
"I don't have very many other things to do right now."
He smiles "Alright, then!" He takes out the vial "I... Think I have the color mostly down, but getting the sheen is the hard part.."
"That might be hard."
He nods "I have 0 ideas for how to do it.."
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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 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."
“Fair enough. Again, this isn’t something I do often though.”
"Well you still played so I figured, why not compliment the nice 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."
*Thanks :))*
"The past defines the future, does it not? If we were reincarnations, I would be just as invested in my past life so I could correct the flaws in my behavior to become the best I could possibly be. Otherwise, the past repeats itself, doesn't it?"
"You don't understand. The only thing that's the same about me is my soul. My mind, my personality... all of those things are different. I am literally a different person.
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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."
"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?"
"Then maybe they can help?"
He nodded. "That's.. probably a good idea." Kio looks around for Enethia.
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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
"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."
*Thanks :))*
"The past defines the future, does it not? If we were reincarnations, I would be just as invested in my past life so I could correct the flaws in my behavior to become the best I could possibly be. Otherwise, the past repeats itself, doesn't it?"
*Ahh, determinist Philosophy versus that of free will, but not quite postmodern. I love me a good ic philosophical debate.*
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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
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!"
Jim, now angry at being called “Foul animal” (He’d be madder if he knew it was Scrum) grabs a comically large blunderbuss out and pokes it at the bush, Scrum rides on his shoulder.
The bush rustles and it pokes something invisible. "I'M NOT HERE."
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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!"
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!"
Jim, now angry at being called “Foul animal” (He’d be madder if he knew it was Scrum) grabs a comically large blunderbuss out and pokes it at the bush, Scrum rides on his shoulder.
The bush rustles and it pokes something invisible. "I'M NOT HERE."
Jim scowls and tosses his cigar butt at it.
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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
"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."
*Thanks :))*
"The past defines the future, does it not? If we were reincarnations, I would be just as invested in my past life so I could correct the flaws in my behavior to become the best I could possibly be. Otherwise, the past repeats itself, doesn't it?"
"You don't understand. The only thing that's the same about me is my soul. My mind, my personality... all of those things are different. I am literally a different person.
"Who did you sell your soul to? If that's what you did before death."
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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
"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."
*Thanks :))*
"The past defines the future, does it not? If we were reincarnations, I would be just as invested in my past life so I could correct the flaws in my behavior to become the best I could possibly be. Otherwise, the past repeats itself, doesn't it?"
"You don't understand. The only thing that's the same about me is my soul. My mind, my personality... all of those things are different. I am literally a different person.
"Who did you sell your soul to? If that's what you did before death."
"I didn't. I naturally ended up in the Nine Hells. That much I know."
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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."
"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?"
"Then maybe they can help?"
He nodded. "That's.. probably a good idea." Kio looks around for Enethia.
She is not around, currently...
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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 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."
“Fair enough. Again, this isn’t something I do often though.”
"Well you still played so I figured, why not compliment the nice music."
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."
“Fair enough. Again, this isn’t something I do often though.”
"Well you still played so I figured, why not compliment the nice music."
“And I appreciate it”
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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
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."
“Fair enough. Again, this isn’t something I do often though.”
"Well you still played so I figured, why not compliment the nice music."
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."
“Fair enough. Again, this isn’t something I do often though.”
"Well you still played so I figured, why not compliment the nice music."
“And I appreciate it”
"Youre welcome, say sugar, what's your name?"
He raises an eyebrow at being called ‘sugar’ “Krathian Hedara.” He says
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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
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."
“Fair enough. Again, this isn’t something I do often though.”
"Well you still played so I figured, why not compliment the nice music."
“And I appreciate it”
"Youre welcome, say sugar, what's your name?"
He raises an eyebrow at being called ‘sugar’ “Krathian Hedara.” He says
"Spectacle," He says with a bow.
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She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
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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)
“Fair enough. Again, this isn’t something I do often though.”
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
"Then maybe they can help?"
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)
*Thanks :))*
"The past defines the future, does it not? If we were reincarnations, I would be just as invested in my past life so I could correct the flaws in my behavior to become the best I could possibly be. Otherwise, the past repeats itself, doesn't it?"
— 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
Jim, now angry at being called “Foul animal” (He’d be madder if he knew it was Scrum) grabs a comically large blunderbuss out and pokes it at the bush, Scrum rides on his shoulder.
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
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)
"Well you still played so I figured, why not compliment the nice music."
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"You don't understand. The only thing that's the same about me is my soul. My mind, my personality... all of those things are different. I am literally a different person.
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall.
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
He nodded. "That's.. probably a good idea." Kio looks around for Enethia.
— 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
*Ahh, determinist Philosophy versus that of free will, but not quite postmodern. I love me a good ic philosophical debate.*
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
The bush rustles and it pokes something invisible. "I'M NOT HERE."
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Jim scowls and tosses his cigar butt at it.
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
"Who did you sell your soul to? If that's what you did before death."
— 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 didn't. I naturally ended up in the Nine Hells. That much I know."
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall.
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Homebrew (Mostly Outdated): Magic Items, Monsters, Spells, Subclasses
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
She is not around, currently...
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)
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
“And I appreciate it”
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
"Youre welcome, say sugar, what's your name?"
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
He raises an eyebrow at being called ‘sugar’ “Krathian Hedara.” He says
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
"Spectacle," He says with a bow.
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.