Devil Theren is writing in a small jornal in the library.
Alric is smoking his pipe and working on a new invention.
Outside of the taverns protection BT and Thomas are having a standoff with an enemy Pilot and Titan
Phantom, still in his moon elf form walks over. "What's going on here?"
"Stay out of it." Thomas says with his rifle aimed at the Pilot who in turn has his pistol aimed at Thomas
"Really guys? There's no need for this." Phantom's voice is still smooth, but you can tell he's getting a little agitated.
Thomas turns off the safety on his rifle. "You don't know whats going on here."
The other pilot laughs, "Still tryna play hero, eh?"
Both pilots receive the same telepathic message: an image of a massive, and powerful, dragon's reflection as it flies over a wooded lake.
It has polished black scales with silver highlights along the spine, eyebrows, shoulders, and the edges of the "arms" that its wings are on. Instead of the usual forward-pointing horns most black dragons have, it's horns point backwards, and are curled halfway along their length, doing a complete circle that leads to a slightly-upward pointing tip. It's head is more akin to the shape of a Green or Topaz Dragon's, and a row of curved, almost needlelike spines, run from the top of its head to about a third of the way down its tail. On the end of its tail, where the tip should be, is instead a blade that seems to be made out of the dragon's own bone. It's eyes are a deep green color, almost like a pine tree's needles when viewed at twilight.
"You're right, maybe I don't know what's going on here, but what I see is potentially needless bloodshed, and the waste of at least one of your lives'. So, put those weapons down before I truly need to get involved here."
The pilots don't move from their positions and the Titans continue to stare at each other.
"BT Protocol Danger Close!" Thomas shouts. BT launches himself at the other Titan while Thomas starts to shoot at the other Pilot.
ENOUGH!!! A deafening shout explodes within the minds of both pilots as a swirl of mist surrounds Phantom's body. In a matter of seconds, the mist-shrouded for grows to huge proportions, standing at over 70 ft tall. The mist then clears, revealing the same dragon from the image.
The fighting come to an abrupt stop. Thomas turns sharply and aims at the dragon. The Pilot, his Titan, and BT do the same.
The dragon just shakes his head and sighs. "I'm over 3,000 years old. I've survived wars waged between the gods themselves. And yes, I am well aware of what those machines and weapons are. How much damage do you think you'll be able to do to me before those machines are melted into nothing more than puddles by my breath? Put those weapons away, and no one needs to get hurt, ok?" Phantomizakell's deep green eyes are hard and steely as he says this.
Thomas does some quick hand signals at the other Pilot before they both hop the their Titans and face Phantom.
*Hop out of, or hop to face?*
*Hop into then face Phantom. My brain is too fast sometimes*
The Titans pull out their guns and aim at the dragon. "Pilot I have a bad feeling about this." BT says
*No worries, lol. I have ADHD myself, so completely understand.*
Phantomizakell just shakes his head sadly. "I tried to warn you." With that, he unleashes a ear-splitting roar.
*Make WIS Saving throws for both pilots and both mechs.*
*Dont have to do it for the mechs. They cant be frightened.*
WIS for Pilots:
Thomas: 2
Pilot #45: 9
*They both fail horribly, lol. Both are now absolutely terrified of Phantom (frightened)*
Phantomizakell turns to them, his voice a deep rumble. "Do I need to continue this, or will you cease and desist now?"
The Titans step back and deposit their Pilots on the ground. "I believe that is a no." BT says.
Phantomizakell relaxes at BT's words. "Good. Now, please explain why you two where so hells-bent on killing each other."
"They are old enemies from the past. Pilot #45 has been hunting us." BT explains while Thomas shakily gets up
"Hmmm..." Phantom seems to ponder this for a while. "Well, you will find that in this world, there are many people who would be bitter enemies in literally any other world, but are friends here. On top of that, the proprietors of yonder establishment are of like temperament to myself, at least for the most part. They don't want unnecessary bloodshed, so I would suggest trying to find a peaceful way to resolve this.... conflict, at least for while you are here."
Oval walked through the forests. The sunlight soon got covered by thick darkness as they went deeper and deeper. A voice called out to them "C l o s e r". Oval stepped further and further into the darkness until they were completely engulfed in it. They gave off a faint glow as the darkness surrounded them, that's when they noticed a man standing in front of them. He was slightly tall, no more then 6'0 foot. He wore a Skulled faced mask and thick leather clothing that concealed every part of him. Two guns were comfortably gripped in his hands as he spun the the chamber of one of them with his thumb. He had a grim voice that Oval felt was somehow familiar but that wasn't going through their head right, what was going through their head is that they were in trouble.
"Heh, small kid... all on their own..." The man said and stooped down a bit, studying Oval.
Oval backed up a bit, afraid.
"Now now kid." The man said, a pair of black tentacles grew out of the ground like slimy weeds. They gripped Oval; is a tight embrace, strangling him slightly. "Someone has a bounty on you"
-When i get back from break i will continue this-
There is a loud noise behind them as a Titan and Pilot come through the trees. "Put the kid down!" The Pilot shouts
The man chuckles "Found it first, its mine" He said
The Pilot pulls a rifle off of his back. "Let go of the kid, now!"
"Hmmmmmm.........NAH" The man says, a doorway opens beneath him and oval, the instantly dropped in before it shuts
Oval walked through the forests. The sunlight soon got covered by thick darkness as they went deeper and deeper. A voice called out to them "C l o s e r". Oval stepped further and further into the darkness until they were completely engulfed in it. They gave off a faint glow as the darkness surrounded them, that's when they noticed a man standing in front of them. He was slightly tall, no more then 6'0 foot. He wore a Skulled faced mask and thick leather clothing that concealed every part of him. Two guns were comfortably gripped in his hands as he spun the the chamber of one of them with his thumb. He had a grim voice that Oval felt was somehow familiar but that wasn't going through their head right, what was going through their head is that they were in trouble.
"Heh, small kid... all on their own..." The man said and stooped down a bit, studying Oval.
Oval backed up a bit, afraid.
"Now now kid." The man said, a pair of black tentacles grew out of the ground like slimy weeds. They gripped Oval; is a tight embrace, strangling him slightly. "Someone has a bounty on you"
-When i get back from break i will continue this-
There is a loud noise behind them as a Titan and Pilot come through the trees. "Put the kid down!" The Pilot shouts
The man chuckles "Found it first, its mine" He said
Suddenly, something fuzzy drops from the trees and attacks your eyes!
Devil Theren is writing in a small jornal in the library.
Alric is smoking his pipe and working on a new invention.
Outside of the taverns protection BT and Thomas are having a standoff with an enemy Pilot and Titan
Phantom, still in his moon elf form walks over. "What's going on here?"
"Stay out of it." Thomas says with his rifle aimed at the Pilot who in turn has his pistol aimed at Thomas
"Really guys? There's no need for this." Phantom's voice is still smooth, but you can tell he's getting a little agitated.
Thomas turns off the safety on his rifle. "You don't know whats going on here."
The other pilot laughs, "Still tryna play hero, eh?"
Both pilots receive the same telepathic message: an image of a massive, and powerful, dragon's reflection as it flies over a wooded lake.
It has polished black scales with silver highlights along the spine, eyebrows, shoulders, and the edges of the "arms" that its wings are on. Instead of the usual forward-pointing horns most black dragons have, it's horns point backwards, and are curled halfway along their length, doing a complete circle that leads to a slightly-upward pointing tip. It's head is more akin to the shape of a Green or Topaz Dragon's, and a row of curved, almost needlelike spines, run from the top of its head to about a third of the way down its tail. On the end of its tail, where the tip should be, is instead a blade that seems to be made out of the dragon's own bone. It's eyes are a deep green color, almost like a pine tree's needles when viewed at twilight.
"You're right, maybe I don't know what's going on here, but what I see is potentially needless bloodshed, and the waste of at least one of your lives'. So, put those weapons down before I truly need to get involved here."
The pilots don't move from their positions and the Titans continue to stare at each other.
"BT Protocol Danger Close!" Thomas shouts. BT launches himself at the other Titan while Thomas starts to shoot at the other Pilot.
ENOUGH!!! A deafening shout explodes within the minds of both pilots as a swirl of mist surrounds Phantom's body. In a matter of seconds, the mist-shrouded for grows to huge proportions, standing at over 70 ft tall. The mist then clears, revealing the same dragon from the image.
The fighting come to an abrupt stop. Thomas turns sharply and aims at the dragon. The Pilot, his Titan, and BT do the same.
The dragon just shakes his head and sighs. "I'm over 3,000 years old. I've survived wars waged between the gods themselves. And yes, I am well aware of what those machines and weapons are. How much damage do you think you'll be able to do to me before those machines are melted into nothing more than puddles by my breath? Put those weapons away, and no one needs to get hurt, ok?" Phantomizakell's deep green eyes are hard and steely as he says this.
Thomas does some quick hand signals at the other Pilot before they both hop the their Titans and face Phantom.
*Hop out of, or hop to face?*
*Hop into then face Phantom. My brain is too fast sometimes*
The Titans pull out their guns and aim at the dragon. "Pilot I have a bad feeling about this." BT says
*No worries, lol. I have ADHD myself, so completely understand.*
Phantomizakell just shakes his head sadly. "I tried to warn you." With that, he unleashes a ear-splitting roar.
*Make WIS Saving throws for both pilots and both mechs.*
*Dont have to do it for the mechs. They cant be frightened.*
WIS for Pilots:
Thomas: 2
Pilot #45: 9
*They both fail horribly, lol. Both are now absolutely terrified of Phantom (frightened)*
Phantomizakell turns to them, his voice a deep rumble. "Do I need to continue this, or will you cease and desist now?"
The Titans step back and deposit their Pilots on the ground. "I believe that is a no." BT says.
Phantomizakell relaxes at BT's words. "Good. Now, please explain why you two where so hells-bent on killing each other."
"They are old enemies from the past. Pilot #45 has been hunting us." BT explains while Thomas shakily gets up
"Hmmm..." Phantom seems to ponder this for a while. "Well, you will find that in this world, there are many people who would be bitter enemies in literally any other world, but are friends here. On top of that, the proprietors of yonder establishment are of like temperament to myself, at least for the most part. They don't want unnecessary bloodshed, so I would suggest trying to find a peaceful way to resolve this.... conflict, at least for while you are here."
Oval walked through the forests. The sunlight soon got covered by thick darkness as they went deeper and deeper. A voice called out to them "C l o s e r". Oval stepped further and further into the darkness until they were completely engulfed in it. They gave off a faint glow as the darkness surrounded them, that's when they noticed a man standing in front of them. He was slightly tall, no more then 6'0 foot. He wore a Skulled faced mask and thick leather clothing that concealed every part of him. Two guns were comfortably gripped in his hands as he spun the the chamber of one of them with his thumb. He had a grim voice that Oval felt was somehow familiar but that wasn't going through their head right, what was going through their head is that they were in trouble.
"Heh, small kid... all on their own..." The man said and stooped down a bit, studying Oval.
Oval backed up a bit, afraid.
"Now now kid." The man said, a pair of black tentacles grew out of the ground like slimy weeds. They gripped Oval; is a tight embrace, strangling him slightly. "Someone has a bounty on you"
-When i get back from break i will continue this-
There is a loud noise behind them as a Titan and Pilot come through the trees. "Put the kid down!" The Pilot shouts
The man chuckles "Found it first, its mine" He said
The Pilot pulls a rifle off of his back. "Let go of the kid, now!"
"Hmmmmmm.........NAH" The man says, a doorway opens beneath him and oval, the instantly dropped in before it shuts
Oval walked through the forests. The sunlight soon got covered by thick darkness as they went deeper and deeper. A voice called out to them "C l o s e r". Oval stepped further and further into the darkness until they were completely engulfed in it. They gave off a faint glow as the darkness surrounded them, that's when they noticed a man standing in front of them. He was slightly tall, no more then 6'0 foot. He wore a Skulled faced mask and thick leather clothing that concealed every part of him. Two guns were comfortably gripped in his hands as he spun the the chamber of one of them with his thumb. He had a grim voice that Oval felt was somehow familiar but that wasn't going through their head right, what was going through their head is that they were in trouble.
"Heh, small kid... all on their own..." The man said and stooped down a bit, studying Oval.
Oval backed up a bit, afraid.
"Now now kid." The man said, a pair of black tentacles grew out of the ground like slimy weeds. They gripped Oval; is a tight embrace, strangling him slightly. "Someone has a bounty on you"
-When i get back from break i will continue this-
There is a loud noise behind them as a Titan and Pilot come through the trees. "Put the kid down!" The Pilot shouts
The man chuckles "Found it first, its mine" He said
The Pilot pulls a rifle off of his back. "Let go of the kid, now!"
Out of the trees behind the man, opposite of the pilot, Soldaer seemingly materializes out of a cluster of ferns. *God, I love using Pace Without Trace on top of an already obscene stealth score, lol*
"Let her go, and you can still walk away from this." He says, his voice even and hard as he pulls Nightbane and his shortsword out of their sheaths, Nightbane beginning to glow with a moonlit radiance.
Oval walked through the forests. The sunlight soon got covered by thick darkness as they went deeper and deeper. A voice called out to them "C l o s e r". Oval stepped further and further into the darkness until they were completely engulfed in it. They gave off a faint glow as the darkness surrounded them, that's when they noticed a man standing in front of them. He was slightly tall, no more then 6'0 foot. He wore a Skulled faced mask and thick leather clothing that concealed every part of him. Two guns were comfortably gripped in his hands as he spun the the chamber of one of them with his thumb. He had a grim voice that Oval felt was somehow familiar but that wasn't going through their head right, what was going through their head is that they were in trouble.
"Heh, small kid... all on their own..." The man said and stooped down a bit, studying Oval.
Oval backed up a bit, afraid.
"Now now kid." The man said, a pair of black tentacles grew out of the ground like slimy weeds. They gripped Oval; is a tight embrace, strangling him slightly. "Someone has a bounty on you"
-When i get back from break i will continue this-
There is a loud noise behind them as a Titan and Pilot come through the trees. "Put the kid down!" The Pilot shouts
The man chuckles "Found it first, its mine" He said
Suddenly, something fuzzy drops from the trees and attacks your eyes!
Oval walked through the forests. The sunlight soon got covered by thick darkness as they went deeper and deeper. A voice called out to them "C l o s e r". Oval stepped further and further into the darkness until they were completely engulfed in it. They gave off a faint glow as the darkness surrounded them, that's when they noticed a man standing in front of them. He was slightly tall, no more then 6'0 foot. He wore a Skulled faced mask and thick leather clothing that concealed every part of him. Two guns were comfortably gripped in his hands as he spun the the chamber of one of them with his thumb. He had a grim voice that Oval felt was somehow familiar but that wasn't going through their head right, what was going through their head is that they were in trouble.
"Heh, small kid... all on their own..." The man said and stooped down a bit, studying Oval.
Oval backed up a bit, afraid.
"Now now kid." The man said, a pair of black tentacles grew out of the ground like slimy weeds. They gripped Oval; is a tight embrace, strangling him slightly. "Someone has a bounty on you"
-When i get back from break i will continue this-
There is a loud noise behind them as a Titan and Pilot come through the trees. "Put the kid down!" The Pilot shouts
The man chuckles "Found it first, its mine" He said
The Pilot pulls a rifle off of his back. "Let go of the kid, now!"
Out of the trees behind the man, opposite of the pilot, Soldaer seemingly materializes out of a cluster of ferns. *God, I love using Pass Without Trace on top of an already obscene stealth score, lol*
"Let her go, and you can still walk away from this." He says, his voice even and hard as he pulls Nightbane and his shortsword out of their sheaths, Nightbane beginning to glow with a moonlit radiance.
"Nah, I need them for a small get out of jail free card" The man said and spun the chamber of his pistol.
Devil Theren is writing in a small jornal in the library.
Alric is smoking his pipe and working on a new invention.
Outside of the taverns protection BT and Thomas are having a standoff with an enemy Pilot and Titan
Phantom, still in his moon elf form walks over. "What's going on here?"
"Stay out of it." Thomas says with his rifle aimed at the Pilot who in turn has his pistol aimed at Thomas
"Really guys? There's no need for this." Phantom's voice is still smooth, but you can tell he's getting a little agitated.
Thomas turns off the safety on his rifle. "You don't know whats going on here."
The other pilot laughs, "Still tryna play hero, eh?"
Both pilots receive the same telepathic message: an image of a massive, and powerful, dragon's reflection as it flies over a wooded lake.
It has polished black scales with silver highlights along the spine, eyebrows, shoulders, and the edges of the "arms" that its wings are on. Instead of the usual forward-pointing horns most black dragons have, it's horns point backwards, and are curled halfway along their length, doing a complete circle that leads to a slightly-upward pointing tip. It's head is more akin to the shape of a Green or Topaz Dragon's, and a row of curved, almost needlelike spines, run from the top of its head to about a third of the way down its tail. On the end of its tail, where the tip should be, is instead a blade that seems to be made out of the dragon's own bone. It's eyes are a deep green color, almost like a pine tree's needles when viewed at twilight.
"You're right, maybe I don't know what's going on here, but what I see is potentially needless bloodshed, and the waste of at least one of your lives'. So, put those weapons down before I truly need to get involved here."
The pilots don't move from their positions and the Titans continue to stare at each other.
"BT Protocol Danger Close!" Thomas shouts. BT launches himself at the other Titan while Thomas starts to shoot at the other Pilot.
ENOUGH!!! A deafening shout explodes within the minds of both pilots as a swirl of mist surrounds Phantom's body. In a matter of seconds, the mist-shrouded for grows to huge proportions, standing at over 70 ft tall. The mist then clears, revealing the same dragon from the image.
The fighting come to an abrupt stop. Thomas turns sharply and aims at the dragon. The Pilot, his Titan, and BT do the same.
The dragon just shakes his head and sighs. "I'm over 3,000 years old. I've survived wars waged between the gods themselves. And yes, I am well aware of what those machines and weapons are. How much damage do you think you'll be able to do to me before those machines are melted into nothing more than puddles by my breath? Put those weapons away, and no one needs to get hurt, ok?" Phantomizakell's deep green eyes are hard and steely as he says this.
Thomas does some quick hand signals at the other Pilot before they both hop the their Titans and face Phantom.
*Hop out of, or hop to face?*
*Hop into then face Phantom. My brain is too fast sometimes*
The Titans pull out their guns and aim at the dragon. "Pilot I have a bad feeling about this." BT says
*No worries, lol. I have ADHD myself, so completely understand.*
Phantomizakell just shakes his head sadly. "I tried to warn you." With that, he unleashes a ear-splitting roar.
*Make WIS Saving throws for both pilots and both mechs.*
*Dont have to do it for the mechs. They cant be frightened.*
WIS for Pilots:
Thomas: 2
Pilot #45: 9
*They both fail horribly, lol. Both are now absolutely terrified of Phantom (frightened)*
Phantomizakell turns to them, his voice a deep rumble. "Do I need to continue this, or will you cease and desist now?"
The Titans step back and deposit their Pilots on the ground. "I believe that is a no." BT says.
Phantomizakell relaxes at BT's words. "Good. Now, please explain why you two where so hells-bent on killing each other."
"They are old enemies from the past. Pilot #45 has been hunting us." BT explains while Thomas shakily gets up
"Hmmm..." Phantom seems to ponder this for a while. "Well, you will find that in this world, there are many people who would be bitter enemies in literally any other world, but are friends here. On top of that, the proprietors of yonder establishment are of like temperament to myself, at least for the most part. They don't want unnecessary bloodshed, so I would suggest trying to find a peaceful way to resolve this.... conflict, at least for while you are here."
"I do not understand your statement." BT says
"Let me rephrase it then. Try to find a way to put aside your differences, at least for while you are on the world. There are several other people here who are just as opposed to unnecessary bloodshed and conflict as I am."
Oval walked through the forests. The sunlight soon got covered by thick darkness as they went deeper and deeper. A voice called out to them "C l o s e r". Oval stepped further and further into the darkness until they were completely engulfed in it. They gave off a faint glow as the darkness surrounded them, that's when they noticed a man standing in front of them. He was slightly tall, no more then 6'0 foot. He wore a Skulled faced mask and thick leather clothing that concealed every part of him. Two guns were comfortably gripped in his hands as he spun the the chamber of one of them with his thumb. He had a grim voice that Oval felt was somehow familiar but that wasn't going through their head right, what was going through their head is that they were in trouble.
"Heh, small kid... all on their own..." The man said and stooped down a bit, studying Oval.
Oval backed up a bit, afraid.
"Now now kid." The man said, a pair of black tentacles grew out of the ground like slimy weeds. They gripped Oval; is a tight embrace, strangling him slightly. "Someone has a bounty on you"
-When i get back from break i will continue this-
There is a loud noise behind them as a Titan and Pilot come through the trees. "Put the kid down!" The Pilot shouts
The man chuckles "Found it first, its mine" He said
The Pilot pulls a rifle off of his back. "Let go of the kid, now!"
Out of the trees behind the man, opposite of the pilot, Soldaer seemingly materializes out of a cluster of ferns. *God, I love using Pass Without Trace on top of an already obscene stealth score, lol*
"Let her go, and you can still walk away from this." He says, his voice even and hard as he pulls Nightbane and his shortsword out of their sheaths, Nightbane beginning to glow with a moonlit radiance.
"Nah, I need them for a small get out of jail free card" The man said and spun the chamber of his pistol.
Devil Theren is writing in a small jornal in the library.
Alric is smoking his pipe and working on a new invention.
Outside of the taverns protection BT and Thomas are having a standoff with an enemy Pilot and Titan
Phantom, still in his moon elf form walks over. "What's going on here?"
"Stay out of it." Thomas says with his rifle aimed at the Pilot who in turn has his pistol aimed at Thomas
"Really guys? There's no need for this." Phantom's voice is still smooth, but you can tell he's getting a little agitated.
Thomas turns off the safety on his rifle. "You don't know whats going on here."
The other pilot laughs, "Still tryna play hero, eh?"
Both pilots receive the same telepathic message: an image of a massive, and powerful, dragon's reflection as it flies over a wooded lake.
It has polished black scales with silver highlights along the spine, eyebrows, shoulders, and the edges of the "arms" that its wings are on. Instead of the usual forward-pointing horns most black dragons have, it's horns point backwards, and are curled halfway along their length, doing a complete circle that leads to a slightly-upward pointing tip. It's head is more akin to the shape of a Green or Topaz Dragon's, and a row of curved, almost needlelike spines, run from the top of its head to about a third of the way down its tail. On the end of its tail, where the tip should be, is instead a blade that seems to be made out of the dragon's own bone. It's eyes are a deep green color, almost like a pine tree's needles when viewed at twilight.
"You're right, maybe I don't know what's going on here, but what I see is potentially needless bloodshed, and the waste of at least one of your lives'. So, put those weapons down before I truly need to get involved here."
The pilots don't move from their positions and the Titans continue to stare at each other.
"BT Protocol Danger Close!" Thomas shouts. BT launches himself at the other Titan while Thomas starts to shoot at the other Pilot.
ENOUGH!!! A deafening shout explodes within the minds of both pilots as a swirl of mist surrounds Phantom's body. In a matter of seconds, the mist-shrouded for grows to huge proportions, standing at over 70 ft tall. The mist then clears, revealing the same dragon from the image.
The fighting come to an abrupt stop. Thomas turns sharply and aims at the dragon. The Pilot, his Titan, and BT do the same.
The dragon just shakes his head and sighs. "I'm over 3,000 years old. I've survived wars waged between the gods themselves. And yes, I am well aware of what those machines and weapons are. How much damage do you think you'll be able to do to me before those machines are melted into nothing more than puddles by my breath? Put those weapons away, and no one needs to get hurt, ok?" Phantomizakell's deep green eyes are hard and steely as he says this.
Thomas does some quick hand signals at the other Pilot before they both hop the their Titans and face Phantom.
*Hop out of, or hop to face?*
*Hop into then face Phantom. My brain is too fast sometimes*
The Titans pull out their guns and aim at the dragon. "Pilot I have a bad feeling about this." BT says
*No worries, lol. I have ADHD myself, so completely understand.*
Phantomizakell just shakes his head sadly. "I tried to warn you." With that, he unleashes a ear-splitting roar.
*Make WIS Saving throws for both pilots and both mechs.*
*Dont have to do it for the mechs. They cant be frightened.*
WIS for Pilots:
Thomas: 2
Pilot #45: 9
*They both fail horribly, lol. Both are now absolutely terrified of Phantom (frightened)*
Phantomizakell turns to them, his voice a deep rumble. "Do I need to continue this, or will you cease and desist now?"
The Titans step back and deposit their Pilots on the ground. "I believe that is a no." BT says.
Phantomizakell relaxes at BT's words. "Good. Now, please explain why you two where so hells-bent on killing each other."
"They are old enemies from the past. Pilot #45 has been hunting us." BT explains while Thomas shakily gets up
"Hmmm..." Phantom seems to ponder this for a while. "Well, you will find that in this world, there are many people who would be bitter enemies in literally any other world, but are friends here. On top of that, the proprietors of yonder establishment are of like temperament to myself, at least for the most part. They don't want unnecessary bloodshed, so I would suggest trying to find a peaceful way to resolve this.... conflict, at least for while you are here."
"I do not understand your statement." BT says
"Let me rephrase it then. Try to find a way to put aside your differences, at least for while you are on the world. There are several other people here who are just as opposed to unnecessary bloodshed and conflict as I am."
Oval walked through the forests. The sunlight soon got covered by thick darkness as they went deeper and deeper. A voice called out to them "C l o s e r". Oval stepped further and further into the darkness until they were completely engulfed in it. They gave off a faint glow as the darkness surrounded them, that's when they noticed a man standing in front of them. He was slightly tall, no more then 6'0 foot. He wore a Skulled faced mask and thick leather clothing that concealed every part of him. Two guns were comfortably gripped in his hands as he spun the the chamber of one of them with his thumb. He had a grim voice that Oval felt was somehow familiar but that wasn't going through their head right, what was going through their head is that they were in trouble.
"Heh, small kid... all on their own..." The man said and stooped down a bit, studying Oval.
Oval backed up a bit, afraid.
"Now now kid." The man said, a pair of black tentacles grew out of the ground like slimy weeds. They gripped Oval; is a tight embrace, strangling him slightly. "Someone has a bounty on you"
-When i get back from break i will continue this-
There is a loud noise behind them as a Titan and Pilot come through the trees. "Put the kid down!" The Pilot shouts
The man chuckles "Found it first, its mine" He said
The Pilot pulls a rifle off of his back. "Let go of the kid, now!"
"Hmmmmmm.........NAH" The man says, a doorway opens beneath him and oval, the instantly dropped in before it shuts
*If the door is still open*
The Pilot and Titan jump in after them
The man snarls and spins the chamber of his pistol "Get out"
Oval walked through the forests. The sunlight soon got covered by thick darkness as they went deeper and deeper. A voice called out to them "C l o s e r". Oval stepped further and further into the darkness until they were completely engulfed in it. They gave off a faint glow as the darkness surrounded them, that's when they noticed a man standing in front of them. He was slightly tall, no more then 6'0 foot. He wore a Skulled faced mask and thick leather clothing that concealed every part of him. Two guns were comfortably gripped in his hands as he spun the the chamber of one of them with his thumb. He had a grim voice that Oval felt was somehow familiar but that wasn't going through their head right, what was going through their head is that they were in trouble.
"Heh, small kid... all on their own..." The man said and stooped down a bit, studying Oval.
Oval backed up a bit, afraid.
"Now now kid." The man said, a pair of black tentacles grew out of the ground like slimy weeds. They gripped Oval; is a tight embrace, strangling him slightly. "Someone has a bounty on you"
-When i get back from break i will continue this-
There is a loud noise behind them as a Titan and Pilot come through the trees. "Put the kid down!" The Pilot shouts
The man chuckles "Found it first, its mine" He said
The Pilot pulls a rifle off of his back. "Let go of the kid, now!"
Out of the trees behind the man, opposite of the pilot, Soldaer seemingly materializes out of a cluster of ferns. *God, I love using Pass Without Trace on top of an already obscene stealth score, lol*
"Let her go, and you can still walk away from this." He says, his voice even and hard as he pulls Nightbane and his shortsword out of their sheaths, Nightbane beginning to glow with a moonlit radiance.
"Nah, I need them for a small get out of jail free card" The man said and spun the chamber of his pistol.
The Pilot clicks off his safety. "Hand her over!"
Timber is still on the man's head, clawing fiercely at his eys.
Oval walked through the forests. The sunlight soon got covered by thick darkness as they went deeper and deeper. A voice called out to them "C l o s e r". Oval stepped further and further into the darkness until they were completely engulfed in it. They gave off a faint glow as the darkness surrounded them, that's when they noticed a man standing in front of them. He was slightly tall, no more then 6'0 foot. He wore a Skulled faced mask and thick leather clothing that concealed every part of him. Two guns were comfortably gripped in his hands as he spun the the chamber of one of them with his thumb. He had a grim voice that Oval felt was somehow familiar but that wasn't going through their head right, what was going through their head is that they were in trouble.
"Heh, small kid... all on their own..." The man said and stooped down a bit, studying Oval.
Oval backed up a bit, afraid.
"Now now kid." The man said, a pair of black tentacles grew out of the ground like slimy weeds. They gripped Oval; is a tight embrace, strangling him slightly. "Someone has a bounty on you"
-When i get back from break i will continue this-
There is a loud noise behind them as a Titan and Pilot come through the trees. "Put the kid down!" The Pilot shouts
The man chuckles "Found it first, its mine" He said
The Pilot pulls a rifle off of his back. "Let go of the kid, now!"
Out of the trees behind the man, opposite of the pilot, Soldaer seemingly materializes out of a cluster of ferns. *God, I love using Pass Without Trace on top of an already obscene stealth score, lol*
"Let her go, and you can still walk away from this." He says, his voice even and hard as he pulls Nightbane and his shortsword out of their sheaths, Nightbane beginning to glow with a moonlit radiance.
"Nah, I need them for a small get out of jail free card" The man said and spun the chamber of his pistol.
The Pilot clicks off his safety. "Hand her over!"
The man sighs "Gods, and i thought this would be easy. Nope, all wrong" he said and pointed to his ankle "You speak common yeah? STUCK. I AM S T U C K H E R E"
Oval walked through the forests. The sunlight soon got covered by thick darkness as they went deeper and deeper. A voice called out to them "C l o s e r". Oval stepped further and further into the darkness until they were completely engulfed in it. They gave off a faint glow as the darkness surrounded them, that's when they noticed a man standing in front of them. He was slightly tall, no more then 6'0 foot. He wore a Skulled faced mask and thick leather clothing that concealed every part of him. Two guns were comfortably gripped in his hands as he spun the the chamber of one of them with his thumb. He had a grim voice that Oval felt was somehow familiar but that wasn't going through their head right, what was going through their head is that they were in trouble.
"Heh, small kid... all on their own..." The man said and stooped down a bit, studying Oval.
Oval backed up a bit, afraid.
"Now now kid." The man said, a pair of black tentacles grew out of the ground like slimy weeds. They gripped Oval; is a tight embrace, strangling him slightly. "Someone has a bounty on you"
-When i get back from break i will continue this-
There is a loud noise behind them as a Titan and Pilot come through the trees. "Put the kid down!" The Pilot shouts
The man chuckles "Found it first, its mine" He said
The Pilot pulls a rifle off of his back. "Let go of the kid, now!"
Out of the trees behind the man, opposite of the pilot, Soldaer seemingly materializes out of a cluster of ferns. *God, I love using Pass Without Trace on top of an already obscene stealth score, lol*
"Let her go, and you can still walk away from this." He says, his voice even and hard as he pulls Nightbane and his shortsword out of their sheaths, Nightbane beginning to glow with a moonlit radiance.
"Nah, I need them for a small get out of jail free card" The man said and spun the chamber of his pistol.
Soldaer levels his rapier at the man, and a bolt of pure energy streaks from the tip of the blade, hitting him square in the chest.
Oval walked through the forests. The sunlight soon got covered by thick darkness as they went deeper and deeper. A voice called out to them "C l o s e r". Oval stepped further and further into the darkness until they were completely engulfed in it. They gave off a faint glow as the darkness surrounded them, that's when they noticed a man standing in front of them. He was slightly tall, no more then 6'0 foot. He wore a Skulled faced mask and thick leather clothing that concealed every part of him. Two guns were comfortably gripped in his hands as he spun the the chamber of one of them with his thumb. He had a grim voice that Oval felt was somehow familiar but that wasn't going through their head right, what was going through their head is that they were in trouble.
"Heh, small kid... all on their own..." The man said and stooped down a bit, studying Oval.
Oval backed up a bit, afraid.
"Now now kid." The man said, a pair of black tentacles grew out of the ground like slimy weeds. They gripped Oval; is a tight embrace, strangling him slightly. "Someone has a bounty on you"
-When i get back from break i will continue this-
There is a loud noise behind them as a Titan and Pilot come through the trees. "Put the kid down!" The Pilot shouts
The man chuckles "Found it first, its mine" He said
The Pilot pulls a rifle off of his back. "Let go of the kid, now!"
"Hmmmmmm.........NAH" The man says, a doorway opens beneath him and oval, the instantly dropped in before it shuts
*If the door is still open*
The Pilot and Titan jump in after them
The man snarls and spins the chamber of his pistol "Get out"
"No. Not until you hand over the kid!" The Pilot clicks his safety off. "I'm not messing around."
Oval walked through the forests. The sunlight soon got covered by thick darkness as they went deeper and deeper. A voice called out to them "C l o s e r". Oval stepped further and further into the darkness until they were completely engulfed in it. They gave off a faint glow as the darkness surrounded them, that's when they noticed a man standing in front of them. He was slightly tall, no more then 6'0 foot. He wore a Skulled faced mask and thick leather clothing that concealed every part of him. Two guns were comfortably gripped in his hands as he spun the the chamber of one of them with his thumb. He had a grim voice that Oval felt was somehow familiar but that wasn't going through their head right, what was going through their head is that they were in trouble.
"Heh, small kid... all on their own..." The man said and stooped down a bit, studying Oval.
Oval backed up a bit, afraid.
"Now now kid." The man said, a pair of black tentacles grew out of the ground like slimy weeds. They gripped Oval; is a tight embrace, strangling him slightly. "Someone has a bounty on you"
-When i get back from break i will continue this-
There is a loud noise behind them as a Titan and Pilot come through the trees. "Put the kid down!" The Pilot shouts
The man chuckles "Found it first, its mine" He said
The Pilot pulls a rifle off of his back. "Let go of the kid, now!"
Out of the trees behind the man, opposite of the pilot, Soldaer seemingly materializes out of a cluster of ferns. *God, I love using Pass Without Trace on top of an already obscene stealth score, lol*
"Let her go, and you can still walk away from this." He says, his voice even and hard as he pulls Nightbane and his shortsword out of their sheaths, Nightbane beginning to glow with a moonlit radiance.
"Nah, I need them for a small get out of jail free card" The man said and spun the chamber of his pistol.
The Pilot clicks off his safety. "Hand her over!"
The man sighs "Gods, and i thought this would be easy. Nope, all wrong" he said and pointed to his ankle "You speak common yeah? STUCK. I AM S T U C K H E R E"
Devil Theren is writing in a small jornal in the library.
Alric is smoking his pipe and working on a new invention.
Outside of the taverns protection BT and Thomas are having a standoff with an enemy Pilot and Titan
Phantom, still in his moon elf form walks over. "What's going on here?"
"Stay out of it." Thomas says with his rifle aimed at the Pilot who in turn has his pistol aimed at Thomas
"Really guys? There's no need for this." Phantom's voice is still smooth, but you can tell he's getting a little agitated.
Thomas turns off the safety on his rifle. "You don't know whats going on here."
The other pilot laughs, "Still tryna play hero, eh?"
Both pilots receive the same telepathic message: an image of a massive, and powerful, dragon's reflection as it flies over a wooded lake.
It has polished black scales with silver highlights along the spine, eyebrows, shoulders, and the edges of the "arms" that its wings are on. Instead of the usual forward-pointing horns most black dragons have, it's horns point backwards, and are curled halfway along their length, doing a complete circle that leads to a slightly-upward pointing tip. It's head is more akin to the shape of a Green or Topaz Dragon's, and a row of curved, almost needlelike spines, run from the top of its head to about a third of the way down its tail. On the end of its tail, where the tip should be, is instead a blade that seems to be made out of the dragon's own bone. It's eyes are a deep green color, almost like a pine tree's needles when viewed at twilight.
"You're right, maybe I don't know what's going on here, but what I see is potentially needless bloodshed, and the waste of at least one of your lives'. So, put those weapons down before I truly need to get involved here."
The pilots don't move from their positions and the Titans continue to stare at each other.
"BT Protocol Danger Close!" Thomas shouts. BT launches himself at the other Titan while Thomas starts to shoot at the other Pilot.
ENOUGH!!! A deafening shout explodes within the minds of both pilots as a swirl of mist surrounds Phantom's body. In a matter of seconds, the mist-shrouded for grows to huge proportions, standing at over 70 ft tall. The mist then clears, revealing the same dragon from the image.
The fighting come to an abrupt stop. Thomas turns sharply and aims at the dragon. The Pilot, his Titan, and BT do the same.
The dragon just shakes his head and sighs. "I'm over 3,000 years old. I've survived wars waged between the gods themselves. And yes, I am well aware of what those machines and weapons are. How much damage do you think you'll be able to do to me before those machines are melted into nothing more than puddles by my breath? Put those weapons away, and no one needs to get hurt, ok?" Phantomizakell's deep green eyes are hard and steely as he says this.
Thomas does some quick hand signals at the other Pilot before they both hop the their Titans and face Phantom.
*Hop out of, or hop to face?*
*Hop into then face Phantom. My brain is too fast sometimes*
The Titans pull out their guns and aim at the dragon. "Pilot I have a bad feeling about this." BT says
*No worries, lol. I have ADHD myself, so completely understand.*
Phantomizakell just shakes his head sadly. "I tried to warn you." With that, he unleashes a ear-splitting roar.
*Make WIS Saving throws for both pilots and both mechs.*
*Dont have to do it for the mechs. They cant be frightened.*
WIS for Pilots:
Thomas: 2
Pilot #45: 9
*They both fail horribly, lol. Both are now absolutely terrified of Phantom (frightened)*
Phantomizakell turns to them, his voice a deep rumble. "Do I need to continue this, or will you cease and desist now?"
The Titans step back and deposit their Pilots on the ground. "I believe that is a no." BT says.
Phantomizakell relaxes at BT's words. "Good. Now, please explain why you two where so hells-bent on killing each other."
"They are old enemies from the past. Pilot #45 has been hunting us." BT explains while Thomas shakily gets up
"Hmmm..." Phantom seems to ponder this for a while. "Well, you will find that in this world, there are many people who would be bitter enemies in literally any other world, but are friends here. On top of that, the proprietors of yonder establishment are of like temperament to myself, at least for the most part. They don't want unnecessary bloodshed, so I would suggest trying to find a peaceful way to resolve this.... conflict, at least for while you are here."
"I do not understand your statement." BT says
"Let me rephrase it then. Try to find a way to put aside your differences, at least for while you are on the world. There are several other people here who are just as opposed to unnecessary bloodshed and conflict as I am."
"We will try." BT says
"Good." With that, and another swirl of mist, Phantom reverts to his moon elf form. "Why don't we all head back on over to the tavern then, hmmm?"
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"Hmmm..." Phantom seems to ponder this for a while. "Well, you will find that in this world, there are many people who would be bitter enemies in literally any other world, but are friends here. On top of that, the proprietors of yonder establishment are of like temperament to myself, at least for the most part. They don't want unnecessary bloodshed, so I would suggest trying to find a peaceful way to resolve this.... conflict, at least for while you are here."
"Hmmmmmm.........NAH" The man says, a doorway opens beneath him and oval, the instantly dropped in before it shuts
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
Suddenly, something fuzzy drops from the trees and attacks your eyes!
Attack: 17 Damage: 3
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.
"I do not understand your statement." BT says
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*If the door is still open*
The Pilot and Titan jump in after them
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Out of the trees behind the man, opposite of the pilot, Soldaer seemingly materializes out of a cluster of ferns. *God, I love using Pace Without Trace on top of an already obscene stealth score, lol*
"Let her go, and you can still walk away from this." He says, his voice even and hard as he pulls Nightbane and his shortsword out of their sheaths, Nightbane beginning to glow with a moonlit radiance.
"Such a young cutie and so strong!"
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
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.
"Nah, I need them for a small get out of jail free card" The man said and spun the chamber of his pistol.
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
"Let me rephrase it then. Try to find a way to put aside your differences, at least for while you are on the world. There are several other people here who are just as opposed to unnecessary bloodshed and conflict as I am."
The Pilot clicks off his safety. "Hand her over!"
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"We will try." BT says
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The man snarls and spins the chamber of his pistol "Get out"
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
Timber is still on the man's head, clawing fiercely at his eys.
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.
The man sighs "Gods, and i thought this would be easy. Nope, all wrong" he said and pointed to his ankle "You speak common yeah? STUCK. I AM S T U C K H E R E"
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
Soldaer levels his rapier at the man, and a bolt of pure energy streaks from the tip of the blade, hitting him square in the chest.
*3rd level guiding bolt for 19 radiant damage.*
A new voice enters the man's mind. That's but a taste of my power. Let. Her. Go. You can still walk out of this free.
A feline growl from the shadows to the side reveals a pair of glowing yellow-green eyes as Shade reveals herself.
"No. Not until you hand over the kid!" The Pilot clicks his safety off. "I'm not messing around."
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"Figure out another way."
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"Good." With that, and another swirl of mist, Phantom reverts to his moon elf form. "Why don't we all head back on over to the tavern then, hmmm?"