*Okay here is my Succubus character, ill probably not use her often.*
The ground opens up revealing a figure covered in soot, the figure takes the form of a female human. The soot seems to come off as soon as the figure shakes herself off. She has pure white hair that glows with false holy light. her skin is fair and beautfuil. She wears a pure white tunic dress with a silvery cloth sash, silver and pale blue cloth is wrapped around her shoulders and feet like the cloth is clinging to her. Her dainty feet are wrapped in silver threads that form beautfuil slippers. intricate silvery tattoo's run up and down her arms and chest. A silvery halo seems to form around her head that takes the form of a band around her head with moon like design carved on it.
Kalnor looks over "Hello! Welcome to the tavern!"
the woman smiles "Hello yourself my friend" she says and waves a bit
"Whats your name? What brings you here?"
"I am Mordea, And I happen to find myself wandering these days, I found this place"
"Ah, well hope you enjoy your time here! Where are you from?"
"Ebonia"
"Is that a world? Country?"
She chuckles "someone as smart as you should know" she said
".. I guess I could ask my sister later. Shes definitely much smarter than I am"
*Should he roll history or something?*
*Ack sorry Chris *
*Considering Ebonia is on another plane im going to say Arcana*
Tevelin flies onto the roof and sits next to Ettor. "...Hello."
"Hey." He doesn't react to her sudden appearance too much, just calmly looked aver and nodded.
After a second, Tevelin speaks. "I, uh, need to tell you something. Normally I wouldn't tell YOU, but Nerima's not here and I've known you for a while... but you gotta promise not to laugh or tell everyone. Otherwise I'll murder you." She brandishes her rod of power.
"It's impossible for that, but go on."
"For me murdering you, or for you to not laugh and/or tell everyone?"
"Mostly the first one."
"Okay fine, I need to get this off my chest. So... I, uh, I've... uh... over time, I've developed, uh..."
"Hm?"
"Well, uh... I'd been thinking about... uh... you know Wolfe, right?"
"That woman with the guitar, yeah?"
"Well, in retrospect... I um... It's, uh, complex..."
Ettor smiles with understanding. "You got feelings?"
"WELL YOU--" Tevelin reddens. "Yeah..."
He chuckled a bit. "So you got feelings for the one who utterly embarrassed you in a contest, huh? Like a story straight out of a sappy book."
Tevelin slugs him, though chuckling along with him. "Heh, yeah, I guess so."
"So, why are you telling me? Want me to hook you two up or something?"
Tevelin caws something very rude in Auran. "NO! I just... don't know what to do. I'm twenty, but my body is twelve! I have to get older again!!"
"Uh-huh. Why is your body a kid again?"
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*Okay here is my Succubus character, ill probably not use her often.*
The ground opens up revealing a figure covered in soot, the figure takes the form of a female human. The soot seems to come off as soon as the figure shakes herself off. She has pure white hair that glows with false holy light. her skin is fair and beautfuil. She wears a pure white tunic dress with a silvery cloth sash, silver and pale blue cloth is wrapped around her shoulders and feet like the cloth is clinging to her. Her dainty feet are wrapped in silver threads that form beautfuil slippers. intricate silvery tattoo's run up and down her arms and chest. A silvery halo seems to form around her head that takes the form of a band around her head with moon like design carved on it.
Kalnor looks over "Hello! Welcome to the tavern!"
the woman smiles "Hello yourself my friend" she says and waves a bit
"Whats your name? What brings you here?"
"I am Mordea, And I happen to find myself wandering these days, I found this place"
"Ah, well hope you enjoy your time here! Where are you from?"
"Ebonia"
"Is that a world? Country?"
She chuckles "someone as smart as you should know" she said
".. I guess I could ask my sister later. Shes definitely much smarter than I am"
*Should he roll history or something?*
*Ack sorry Chris *
*Considering Ebonia is on another plane im going to say Arcana*
*Alright. Hes a commoner anyways, so all his stats are equal, lol* 2
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Hari runs outside, alerted by the spell he cast earlier. He brandishes his staff and plants his feet firmly in the ground. His mouth moves as he prepares a spell.
Lhurr runs outside as well, putting his mask on as he goes, the gems in his staff glowing red.
Hari turns to the dragon, his eyes glowing with arcane magic. "State your name and purpose!"
"You own this area insect?"
Twelve stands in front of Hari. "SETTLE DOWN EVERYONE!" He turns to the dragon and speaks in impeccable Draconic. "Who are you? I am Twelve, returner of life and death, simulacrum of the Necromancer."
Hari runs outside, alerted by the spell he cast earlier. He brandishes his staff and plants his feet firmly in the ground. His mouth moves as he prepares a spell.
Lhurr runs outside as well, putting his mask on as he goes, the gems in his staff glowing red.
Hari turns to the dragon, his eyes glowing with arcane magic. "State your name and purpose!"
"You own this area insect?"
Lhurr steps forward "No, but we are protectors. If you intend harm, you'll have to deal with us." AS he says that, the runes on his mask begin glowing, and so do the gems in his staff.
Hari runs outside, alerted by the spell he cast earlier. He brandishes his staff and plants his feet firmly in the ground. His mouth moves as he prepares a spell.
Lhurr runs outside as well, putting his mask on as he goes, the gems in his staff glowing red.
Hari turns to the dragon, his eyes glowing with arcane magic. "State your name and purpose!"
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
A Large red dragon emerged and dropped down from the sky. It large crested head grew three sets of beautfuil and dangerous horns. The dragon had three sets of sharp teeth, some were gold replacements. Its massive body was build like a large dangerous tank, its scales ranged from dark red to bloody crimson. Its dark gold eyes scanned the landscape.
The two figures step outside calmly, looking up at the dragon, seemingly unconcerned.
The dragon narrows its eyes and lowers its head down
The feminine figure spoke up, speaking in draconic. "What are you doing here, dragon?"
"Why should I answer to a tiny being I could easily crush beneath my foot"
Tevelin flies onto the roof and sits next to Ettor. "...Hello."
"Hey." He doesn't react to her sudden appearance too much, just calmly looked aver and nodded.
After a second, Tevelin speaks. "I, uh, need to tell you something. Normally I wouldn't tell YOU, but Nerima's not here and I've known you for a while... but you gotta promise not to laugh or tell everyone. Otherwise I'll murder you." She brandishes her rod of power.
"It's impossible for that, but go on."
"For me murdering you, or for you to not laugh and/or tell everyone?"
"Mostly the first one."
"Okay fine, I need to get this off my chest. So... I, uh, I've... uh... over time, I've developed, uh..."
"Hm?"
"Well, uh... I'd been thinking about... uh... you know Wolfe, right?"
"That woman with the guitar, yeah?"
"Well, in retrospect... I um... It's, uh, complex..."
Ettor smiles with understanding. "You got feelings?"
"WELL YOU--" Tevelin reddens. "Yeah..."
He chuckled a bit. "So you got feelings for the one who utterly embarrassed you in a contest, huh? Like a story straight out of a sappy book."
Tevelin slugs him, though chuckling along with him. "Heh, yeah, I guess so."
"So, why are you telling me? Want me to hook you two up or something?"
Tevelin caws something very rude in Auran. "NO! I just... don't know what to do. I'm twenty, but my body is twelve! I have to get older again!!"
"Uh-huh. Why is your body a kid again?"
"The jerks who found the rod put it in a dungeon, and cursed it so that whoever takes it will get younger. It sucks."
*Okay here is my Succubus character, ill probably not use her often.*
The ground opens up revealing a figure covered in soot, the figure takes the form of a female human. The soot seems to come off as soon as the figure shakes herself off. She has pure white hair that glows with false holy light. her skin is fair and beautfuil. She wears a pure white tunic dress with a silvery cloth sash, silver and pale blue cloth is wrapped around her shoulders and feet like the cloth is clinging to her. Her dainty feet are wrapped in silver threads that form beautfuil slippers. intricate silvery tattoo's run up and down her arms and chest. A silvery halo seems to form around her head that takes the form of a band around her head with moon like design carved on it.
Kalnor looks over "Hello! Welcome to the tavern!"
the woman smiles "Hello yourself my friend" she says and waves a bit
"Whats your name? What brings you here?"
"I am Mordea, And I happen to find myself wandering these days, I found this place"
"Ah, well hope you enjoy your time here! Where are you from?"
"Ebonia"
"Is that a world? Country?"
She chuckles "someone as smart as you should know" she said
".. I guess I could ask my sister later. Shes definitely much smarter than I am"
*Should he roll history or something?*
*Ack sorry Chris *
*Considering Ebonia is on another plane im going to say Arcana*
*Alright. Hes a commoner anyways, so all his stats are equal, lol* 13
*Hit or miss, that is a miss*
*He doesn't know much about it except for a few tiny tiny details.*
*Okay here is my Succubus character, ill probably not use her often.*
The ground opens up revealing a figure covered in soot, the figure takes the form of a female human. The soot seems to come off as soon as the figure shakes herself off. She has pure white hair that glows with false holy light. her skin is fair and beautfuil. She wears a pure white tunic dress with a silvery cloth sash, silver and pale blue cloth is wrapped around her shoulders and feet like the cloth is clinging to her. Her dainty feet are wrapped in silver threads that form beautfuil slippers. intricate silvery tattoo's run up and down her arms and chest. A silvery halo seems to form around her head that takes the form of a band around her head with moon like design carved on it.
Kalnor looks over "Hello! Welcome to the tavern!"
the woman smiles "Hello yourself my friend" she says and waves a bit
"Whats your name? What brings you here?"
"I am Mordea, And I happen to find myself wandering these days, I found this place"
"Ah, well hope you enjoy your time here! Where are you from?"
"Ebonia"
"Is that a world? Country?"
She chuckles "someone as smart as you should know" she said
".. I guess I could ask my sister later. Shes definitely much smarter than I am"
*Should he roll history or something?*
*Ack sorry Chris *
*Considering Ebonia is on another plane im going to say Arcana*
*Alright. Hes a commoner anyways, so all his stats are equal, lol* 13
*Hit or miss, that is a miss*
*He doesn't know much about it except for a few tiny tiny details.*
Mordea watches him before chuckling
*Wendigo, a talking cactus that looks pretty horrifying to a kid is talking to Oval, might wanna check that out*
Lhurr steps forward "No, but we are protectors. If you intend harm, you'll have to deal with us." AS he says that, the runes on his mask begin glowing, and so do the gems in his staff.
"Im so scared tiny-thing. Why do you always assume we dragons mean harm to your pathetic excuse for a race"
*Okay here is my Succubus character, ill probably not use her often.*
The ground opens up revealing a figure covered in soot, the figure takes the form of a female human. The soot seems to come off as soon as the figure shakes herself off. She has pure white hair that glows with false holy light. her skin is fair and beautfuil. She wears a pure white tunic dress with a silvery cloth sash, silver and pale blue cloth is wrapped around her shoulders and feet like the cloth is clinging to her. Her dainty feet are wrapped in silver threads that form beautfuil slippers. intricate silvery tattoo's run up and down her arms and chest. A silvery halo seems to form around her head that takes the form of a band around her head with moon like design carved on it.
Kalnor looks over "Hello! Welcome to the tavern!"
the woman smiles "Hello yourself my friend" she says and waves a bit
"Whats your name? What brings you here?"
"I am Mordea, And I happen to find myself wandering these days, I found this place"
"Ah, well hope you enjoy your time here! Where are you from?"
"Ebonia"
"Is that a world? Country?"
She chuckles "someone as smart as you should know" she said
".. I guess I could ask my sister later. Shes definitely much smarter than I am"
*Should he roll history or something?*
*Ack sorry Chris *
*Considering Ebonia is on another plane im going to say Arcana*
*Alright. Hes a commoner anyways, so all his stats are equal, lol* 13
*Hit or miss, that is a miss*
*He doesn't know much about it except for a few tiny tiny details.*
Mordea watches him before chuckling
"Well... I dont think Ive ever really heard of it. Could you tell me a few things?"
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Hari runs outside, alerted by the spell he cast earlier. He brandishes his staff and plants his feet firmly in the ground. His mouth moves as he prepares a spell.
Lhurr runs outside as well, putting his mask on as he goes, the gems in his staff glowing red.
Hari turns to the dragon, his eyes glowing with arcane magic. "State your name and purpose!"
"You own this area insect?"
"Not to my knowledge. Are you here to battle?"
"What makes everyone think we always want a fight" The dragon sneered
A Large red dragon emerged and dropped down from the sky. It large crested head grew three sets of beautfuil and dangerous horns. The dragon had three sets of sharp teeth, some were gold replacements. Its massive body was build like a large dangerous tank, its scales ranged from dark red to bloody crimson. Its dark gold eyes scanned the landscape.
The two figures step outside calmly, looking up at the dragon, seemingly unconcerned.
The dragon narrows its eyes and lowers its head down
The feminine figure spoke up, speaking in draconic. "What are you doing here, dragon?"
"Why should I answer to a tiny being I could easily crush beneath my foot"
"Perhaps you've heard of the Crowstones?"
*Roll a history for any knowledge on them. :) Glad to finally follow up on this family I hinted about with a character from way back when.*
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Lhurr steps forward "No, but we are protectors. If you intend harm, you'll have to deal with us." AS he says that, the runes on his mask begin glowing, and so do the gems in his staff.
"Im so scared tiny-thing. Why do you always assume we dragons mean harm to your pathetic excuse for a race"
Twelve grins. "I never thought you meant any harm, just that you were an entitled, babyish brat with no social skills."
Lhurr steps forward "No, but we are protectors. If you intend harm, you'll have to deal with us." AS he says that, the runes on his mask begin glowing, and so do the gems in his staff.
"Im so scared tiny-thing. Why do you always assume we dragons mean harm to your pathetic excuse for a race"
Hari sighs. "Another one like this?" He stalks back inside.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
*Okay here is my Succubus character, ill probably not use her often.*
The ground opens up revealing a figure covered in soot, the figure takes the form of a female human. The soot seems to come off as soon as the figure shakes herself off. She has pure white hair that glows with false holy light. her skin is fair and beautfuil. She wears a pure white tunic dress with a silvery cloth sash, silver and pale blue cloth is wrapped around her shoulders and feet like the cloth is clinging to her. Her dainty feet are wrapped in silver threads that form beautfuil slippers. intricate silvery tattoo's run up and down her arms and chest. A silvery halo seems to form around her head that takes the form of a band around her head with moon like design carved on it.
Kalnor looks over "Hello! Welcome to the tavern!"
the woman smiles "Hello yourself my friend" she says and waves a bit
"Whats your name? What brings you here?"
"I am Mordea, And I happen to find myself wandering these days, I found this place"
"Ah, well hope you enjoy your time here! Where are you from?"
"Ebonia"
"Is that a world? Country?"
She chuckles "someone as smart as you should know" she said
".. I guess I could ask my sister later. Shes definitely much smarter than I am"
*Should he roll history or something?*
*Ack sorry Chris *
*Considering Ebonia is on another plane im going to say Arcana*
*Alright. Hes a commoner anyways, so all his stats are equal, lol* 13
*Hit or miss, that is a miss*
*He doesn't know much about it except for a few tiny tiny details.*
Mordea watches him before chuckling
"Well... I dont think Ive ever really heard of it. Could you tell me a few things?"
Tevelin flies onto the roof and sits next to Ettor. "...Hello."
"Hey." He doesn't react to her sudden appearance too much, just calmly looked aver and nodded.
After a second, Tevelin speaks. "I, uh, need to tell you something. Normally I wouldn't tell YOU, but Nerima's not here and I've known you for a while... but you gotta promise not to laugh or tell everyone. Otherwise I'll murder you." She brandishes her rod of power.
"It's impossible for that, but go on."
"For me murdering you, or for you to not laugh and/or tell everyone?"
"Mostly the first one."
"Okay fine, I need to get this off my chest. So... I, uh, I've... uh... over time, I've developed, uh..."
"Hm?"
"Well, uh... I'd been thinking about... uh... you know Wolfe, right?"
"That woman with the guitar, yeah?"
"Well, in retrospect... I um... It's, uh, complex..."
Ettor smiles with understanding. "You got feelings?"
"WELL YOU--" Tevelin reddens. "Yeah..."
He chuckled a bit. "So you got feelings for the one who utterly embarrassed you in a contest, huh? Like a story straight out of a sappy book."
Tevelin slugs him, though chuckling along with him. "Heh, yeah, I guess so."
"So, why are you telling me? Want me to hook you two up or something?"
Tevelin caws something very rude in Auran. "NO! I just... don't know what to do. I'm twenty, but my body is twelve! I have to get older again!!"
"Uh-huh. Why is your body a kid again?"
"The jerks who found the rod put it in a dungeon, and cursed it so that whoever takes it will get younger. It sucks."
"What if you just.. put it away?"
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*Okay here is my Succubus character, ill probably not use her often.*
The ground opens up revealing a figure covered in soot, the figure takes the form of a female human. The soot seems to come off as soon as the figure shakes herself off. She has pure white hair that glows with false holy light. her skin is fair and beautfuil. She wears a pure white tunic dress with a silvery cloth sash, silver and pale blue cloth is wrapped around her shoulders and feet like the cloth is clinging to her. Her dainty feet are wrapped in silver threads that form beautfuil slippers. intricate silvery tattoo's run up and down her arms and chest. A silvery halo seems to form around her head that takes the form of a band around her head with moon like design carved on it.
Kalnor looks over "Hello! Welcome to the tavern!"
the woman smiles "Hello yourself my friend" she says and waves a bit
"Whats your name? What brings you here?"
"I am Mordea, And I happen to find myself wandering these days, I found this place"
"Ah, well hope you enjoy your time here! Where are you from?"
"Ebonia"
"Is that a world? Country?"
She chuckles "someone as smart as you should know" she said
".. I guess I could ask my sister later. Shes definitely much smarter than I am"
*Should he roll history or something?*
*Ack sorry Chris *
*Considering Ebonia is on another plane im going to say Arcana*
*Alright. Hes a commoner anyways, so all his stats are equal, lol* 13
*Hit or miss, that is a miss*
*He doesn't know much about it except for a few tiny tiny details.*
Mordea watches him before chuckling
"Well... I dont think Ive ever really heard of it. Could you tell me a few things?"
She chuckles again "Its a place full of stars"
"Stars? Huh... I think I might have been to a similar place on my homeworld, then! When did you start wandering?"
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*Ack sorry Chris *
*Considering Ebonia is on another plane im going to say Arcana*
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
"Uh-huh. Why is your body a kid again?"
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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)
Twelve stands in front of Hari. "SETTLE DOWN EVERYONE!" He turns to the dragon and speaks in impeccable Draconic. "Who are you? I am Twelve, returner of life and death, simulacrum of the Necromancer."
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.
Lhurr steps forward "No, but we are protectors. If you intend harm, you'll have to deal with us." AS he says that, the runes on his mask begin glowing, and so do the gems in his staff.
"Not to my knowledge. Are you here to battle?"
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11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
"Why should I answer to a tiny being I could easily crush beneath my foot"
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
"The jerks who found the rod put it in a dungeon, and cursed it so that whoever takes it will get younger. It sucks."
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.
*Hit or miss, that is a miss*
*He doesn't know much about it except for a few tiny tiny details.*
Mordea watches him before chuckling
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 lets go. "That could really hurt someone, I better be careful not to accidentally start it up."
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.
*Wendigo, a talking cactus that looks pretty horrifying to a kid is talking to Oval, might wanna check that out*
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.
"Im so scared tiny-thing. Why do you always assume we dragons mean harm to your pathetic excuse for a race"
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
"Well... I dont think Ive ever really heard of it. Could you tell me a few things?"
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)
"What makes everyone think we always want a fight" The dragon sneered
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
"Perhaps you've heard of the Crowstones?"
*Roll a history for any knowledge on them. :) Glad to finally follow up on this family I hinted about with a character from way back when.*
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Twelve grins. "I never thought you meant any harm, just that you were an entitled, babyish brat with no social skills."
*Ettor will probably grow to like Twelve in time*
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.
Hari sighs. "Another one like this?" He stalks back inside.
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
She chuckles again "Its a place full of stars"
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
"What if you just.. put it away?"
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"Stars? Huh... I think I might have been to a similar place on my homeworld, then! When did you start wandering?"
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)