Oval was asleep outside. They were sleeping underneath of a old cherry tree that was currently in bloom with beautiful pink flowers. Its red-brown bark shinned slightly with a smoothness. Oval was curled up beneath of it, snoring slightly. The blossoms seemed to float upwards rather then floating downwards like gravity was supposed to work.
Adder was asleep
Penny was with Sharlene.
-Extras-
Allison's soul was currently tethered to Spawn at the moment. She was remaining quiet while studying the earth around her.
Odego is curled up underneath if the tree's in the forest. He looks like a massive coppery lion-lizard with wings.
Albwin sits down nearby watching the blossoms.
Oval rubs their eyes and sits up, looking at Albwin and smiling "Hello"
"Hey!"
*Timeskip!*
Phantom walks over to them slowly. How are you two doing today?
*are they in dragon-form or human-form?*
Oval turns their head to see who was talking
*Moon-elf form right now. He doesn't want to frighten the crud out of the two kids, lol*
Oval gives a small wave
He waves back to Oval. It seems as though he has a sudden inspiration. Have either of you seen a true dragon?
Albwin shakes his head no.
Well, you guys are gonna be surprised, because I actually am a true dragon. Would you like to see my true form?
He shakes his head no. He looks frightened at the idea.
Phantom nods his head understandingly. Fair enough. Dragons can be intimidating.
"Its not that..."
"Then what is it?" Phantom asks, switching from telepathic to speech, seeming rather confused.
"I dont like dragons..."
"Why not? I mean, I know some dragons can be scary, but I'm not going to hurt you guys. I mean, if I was going to hurt you, why would I have healed you that first night?"
"Hurt mamma and papa. Helped those undead."
"Who? Tell me who they were so I can punish the wrongdoer. Dragons should be protectors, not attackers."
Caelum overheard this.
"I'm with Caelum here. I'm a follower of the teachings of Bahamut and live to protect. There's a reason I'm a warrior cleric. Name the dragon that did this."
Oval was asleep outside. They were sleeping underneath of a old cherry tree that was currently in bloom with beautiful pink flowers. Its red-brown bark shinned slightly with a smoothness. Oval was curled up beneath of it, snoring slightly. The blossoms seemed to float upwards rather then floating downwards like gravity was supposed to work.
Adder was asleep
Penny was with Sharlene.
-Extras-
Allison's soul was currently tethered to Spawn at the moment. She was remaining quiet while studying the earth around her.
Odego is curled up underneath if the tree's in the forest. He looks like a massive coppery lion-lizard with wings.
Albwin sits down nearby watching the blossoms.
Oval rubs their eyes and sits up, looking at Albwin and smiling "Hello"
"Hey!"
*Timeskip!*
Phantom walks over to them slowly. How are you two doing today?
*are they in dragon-form or human-form?*
Oval turns their head to see who was talking
*Moon-elf form right now. He doesn't want to frighten the crud out of the two kids, lol*
Oval gives a small wave
He waves back to Oval. It seems as though he has a sudden inspiration. Have either of you seen a true dragon?
Albwin shakes his head no.
Well, you guys are gonna be surprised, because I actually am a true dragon. Would you like to see my true form?
He shakes his head no. He looks frightened at the idea.
Phantom nods his head understandingly. Fair enough. Dragons can be intimidating.
"Its not that..."
"Then what is it?" Phantom asks, switching from telepathic to speech, seeming rather confused.
"I dont like dragons..."
"Why not? I mean, I know some dragons can be scary, but I'm not going to hurt you guys. I mean, if I was going to hurt you, why would I have healed you that first night?"
"Hurt mamma and papa. Helped those undead."
"Who? Tell me who they were so I can punish the wrongdoer. Dragons should be protectors, not attackers."
Caelum overheard this.
"It doesn't matter. Mamma and papa are gone now."
"But it does. The one who did this must not escape justice."
She shrugged. "The past few years have been, mostly just me wandering around, fighting whatever needs fighting, which, most of the time, is way too easy. I decided to stay here because it seems strong things and people like this place."
"The lion is the king of the jungle but when it grows tired of its legacy and moves on to find stronger prey" Penny quoted
"Huh?"
"Its a quote" she said and chuckled
"From where?"
"A book of olden fairytales i found in this library here" she said and gestured to the library
"Yeah, what's it got to do with me?"
Penny turns to Sharlene and begins explaining it "You are the lion, you fight but recently the fight has been lacking and thats bores you. So you move ahead and find bigger prey to fight"
"Uh-huh." Sharlene stares blankly in her eyes, unblinking for a bit, then shook her head. "Can you say that again? I zoned out."
Penny scoffed and put her hand on Sharlene's face, pushing her backwards. She stands up and goes to get tea.
Sharlene lays down. "Hey! What'd I do?"
Penny smiled and came back with a cup of rose tea "That was for not listening"
She huffed and closed her eyes. "Well, then I might as well take a nap since I'm laying down."
"You do that my new coffee table" Penny said and chuckled, setting her mug of tea of Sharlene
She stayed still enough to keep the tea from spilling. "Why do I have to be the table? There's one right in front of us."
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Krathian finishes his mathas-tree carving. It looks like a mini statuette of Allison. He sets it on the table before him and holds his head in his hands. Thinking, remembering, and knowing that - due to the properties of the wood - these memories would be laid bare before any who held the statuette. He kept a very few sacred memories of her for himself, pouring everything he thought of her into the carving. He places the statuette on the mantel of the Tavern's fireplace, and a single tear tracks down his face. "I'm sorry love," he whispers to himself, "But it's time to let go." And with that, Krathian goes back to his table and - much to his surprise - falls asleep. Q'ilbrith watches over him for a moment, before returning to his sketching.
The pirate captain, who I'm sure several recognize as Tench MacCleaver orders a rum and looks for the proprietor. For those of you who don't know him, here is a description.
A relatively short human with perpetually tousled black hair and bloodshot green eyes. He has a slight build, covered by a tan leather swashbuckler's coat in which is concealed his Rapier of Levin, as well as several loaded pistols. His ears glint with a pair of gold earrings, and his otherwise pristine white teeth are replaced here and there with gold facsimiles of their neighbors. He has a thick, but close cropped beard.
Jim is still chilling with Sharlene
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I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
"Who? Tell me who they were so I can punish the wrongdoer. Dragons should be protectors, not attackers."
Caelum overheard this.
"It doesn't matter. Mamma and papa are gone now."
"But I can stop this traitor before they harm another. What color were they?"
"Made of bones..."
Phantomizakell turns to Caelum. Dracolich?
An abomination on the face of the earth.
Shall we go deal with this... abomination then? I have dealt with a dracolich in the past, but it is always easier to face a challenge such as this with an ally.
"Who? Tell me who they were so I can punish the wrongdoer. Dragons should be protectors, not attackers."
Caelum overheard this.
"It doesn't matter. Mamma and papa are gone now."
"But I can stop this traitor before they harm another. What color were they?"
"Made of bones..."
Phantomizakell turns to Caelum. Dracolich?
An abomination on the face of the earth.
Shall we go deal with this... abomination then? I have dealt with a dracolich in the past, but it is always easier to face a challenge such as this with an ally.
I tend to do such things on my own, but... It would be nice to have a companion at my side.
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Timber approaches Jim, her hunger outweighing her fear. "Hi... can I have some of that pie, or that bread and cheese and tomato thing?"
He chuckles, "Sure thing lass," and cuts her a slice.
*Description pls?*
Timber is really happy. "Thanks so much, I haven't eaten all day, and only that cookie yesterday..."
*A young tabaxi with cream pelt dappled with light chesnut. Tall for their age, and wears an old blue tunic. Often has their trusty stuffed otter, Scamper, on their back. Scamper's back has a strap and also serves as a backpack.*
She shrugged. "The past few years have been, mostly just me wandering around, fighting whatever needs fighting, which, most of the time, is way too easy. I decided to stay here because it seems strong things and people like this place."
"The lion is the king of the jungle but when it grows tired of its legacy and moves on to find stronger prey" Penny quoted
"Huh?"
"Its a quote" she said and chuckled
"From where?"
"A book of olden fairytales i found in this library here" she said and gestured to the library
"Yeah, what's it got to do with me?"
Penny turns to Sharlene and begins explaining it "You are the lion, you fight but recently the fight has been lacking and thats bores you. So you move ahead and find bigger prey to fight"
"Uh-huh." Sharlene stares blankly in her eyes, unblinking for a bit, then shook her head. "Can you say that again? I zoned out."
Penny scoffed and put her hand on Sharlene's face, pushing her backwards. She stands up and goes to get tea.
Sharlene lays down. "Hey! What'd I do?"
Penny smiled and came back with a cup of rose tea "That was for not listening"
She huffed and closed her eyes. "Well, then I might as well take a nap since I'm laying down."
"You do that my new coffee table" Penny said and chuckled, setting her mug of tea of Sharlene
She stayed still enough to keep the tea from spilling. "Why do I have to be the table? There's one right in front of us."
"Because, your better at being a table then the table is"
Timber approaches Jim, her hunger outweighing her fear. "Hi... can I have some of that pie, or that bread and cheese and tomato thing?"
He chuckles, "Sure thing lass," and cuts her a slice.
*Description pls?*
Timber is really happy. "Thanks so much, I haven't eaten all day, and only that cookie yesterday..."
*A young tabaxi with cream pelt dappled with light chesnut. Tall for their age, and wears an old blue tunic. Often has their trusty stuffed otter, Scamper, on their back. Scamper's back has a strap and also serves as a backpack.*
"Ah, well, take all ye like then."
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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'm with Caelum here. I'm a follower of the teachings of Bahamut and live to protect. There's a reason I'm a warrior cleric. Name the dragon that did this."
"But I can stop this traitor before they harm another. What color were they?"
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
*They should make, like, a miniature adventuring party. It would be hilarious.*
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.
"But it does. The one who did this must not escape justice."
"Made of bones..."
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Timber approaches Jim, her hunger outweighing her fear. "Hi... can I have some of that pie, or that bread and cheese and tomato thing."
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.
Phantomizakell turns to Caelum. Dracolich?
"Dracolich. Abomination."
Caelum's voice drips with hate and.. a trace of sadness?
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Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
She stayed still enough to keep the tea from spilling. "Why do I have to be the table? There's one right in front of us."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
An abomination on the face of the earth.
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
*Wendigo might know who it is I'm bringing in... >:)*
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Krathian finishes his mathas-tree carving. It looks like a mini statuette of Allison. He sets it on the table before him and holds his head in his hands. Thinking, remembering, and knowing that - due to the properties of the wood - these memories would be laid bare before any who held the statuette. He kept a very few sacred memories of her for himself, pouring everything he thought of her into the carving. He places the statuette on the mantel of the Tavern's fireplace, and a single tear tracks down his face. "I'm sorry love," he whispers to himself, "But it's time to let go." And with that, Krathian goes back to his table and - much to his surprise - falls asleep. Q'ilbrith watches over him for a moment, before returning to his sketching.
The pirate captain, who I'm sure several recognize as Tench MacCleaver orders a rum and looks for the proprietor. For those of you who don't know him, here is a description.
A relatively short human with perpetually tousled black hair and bloodshot green eyes. He has a slight build, covered by a tan leather swashbuckler's coat in which is concealed his Rapier of Levin, as well as several loaded pistols. His ears glint with a pair of gold earrings, and his otherwise pristine white teeth are replaced here and there with gold facsimiles of their neighbors. He has a thick, but close cropped beard.
Jim is still chilling with Sharlene
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"
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.
Shall we go deal with this... abomination then? I have dealt with a dracolich in the past, but it is always easier to face a challenge such as this with an ally.
I tend to do such things on my own, but... It would be nice to have a companion at my side.
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
He chuckles, "Sure thing lass," and cuts her a slice.
*Description pls?*
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"
Timber is really happy. "Thanks so much, I haven't eaten all day, and only that cookie yesterday..."
*A young tabaxi with cream pelt dappled with light chesnut. Tall for their age, and wears an old blue tunic. Often has their trusty stuffed otter, Scamper, on their back. Scamper's back has a strap and also serves as a backpack.*
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.
*Oooh I could bring back Ruby as well.*
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"
"Because, your better at being a table then the table is"
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
"Ah, well, take all ye like then."
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"