All stars fade. Some stars forever fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Homebrew (Mostly Outdated):Magic Items,Monsters,Spells,Subclasses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*Does anyone want to interact with any of my characters?*
The spined devil is in the rafters.
Avarice is very, very drunk in Sigil.
Tenar is trying to pick up a bottle.
Szaren is reading.
Mithris walks over to Szaren. "Hello. I don't think we've talked very much, but I know you're close friends with Enethia. I'm Mithris."
"I think we've met." He smiles. "You're dating Kalnor, right?"
"Not exactly. We're still working some things out."
If hes near enough to hear :And it can take as long as it needs to. Just as long as things end up in a way where youre happy:
*He or she? You put he, but did sign language.*
*He as in Kalnor. As in if Kalnor is near enough to the 2*
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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 Characters (Outdated)
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 Characters (Outdated)
"Special forces for any specific threat. Not generalized army."
"How do I know that's not why you're here?"
She smiled. "I don't go after many devils. Mostly yuan-ti. And I've answered all of your questions so far."
"Why would that obligate me to answer yours?"
"Courtesy. Devils tend to have some of that, especially when they want something."
"It seems more like the reciprocation-only society of ours paladins like to condemn. See, if I were a paladin, I'd offer answers out of the goodness of my heart."
She laughed, covering her hand with her mouth. "I suppose. Any other questions for me then?"
Frisk has eaten a quarter of the pie and is now knitting a sweater.
Soldaer is finally un-drunken in Sigil.
Phantom is in the forest, keeping a watchful eye over Caelum.
Lhurr is at the bar, drinking a mug of Dwarven Gutbuster.
Yazrin is in the corner of the tavern, nearly invisible in the shadows, drinking a glass of Feywine.
*Oh never mind*
Frisk is sitting nearby, muttering to themself.
Lhurr glances over, surprisingly clearheaded considering the potent drink. "Hello again. Did you figure out how to help the kobold woman?" He asks Frisk.
Frisk has eaten a quarter of the pie and is now knitting a sweater.
Soldaer is finally un-drunken in Sigil.
Phantom is in the forest, keeping a watchful eye over Caelum.
Lhurr is at the bar, drinking a mug of Dwarven Gutbuster.
Yazrin is in the corner of the tavern, nearly invisible in the shadows, drinking a glass of Feywine.
*Oh never mind*
Frisk is sitting nearby, muttering to themself.
Lhurr glances over, surprisingly clearheaded considering the potent drink. "Hello again. Did you figure out how to help the kobold woman?" He asks Frisk.
*Not yet. I know who can though... we have to wait for necromancer.
Frisk has eaten a quarter of the pie and is now knitting a sweater.
Soldaer is finally un-drunken in Sigil.
Phantom is in the forest, keeping a watchful eye over Caelum.
Lhurr is at the bar, drinking a mug of Dwarven Gutbuster.
Yazrin is in the corner of the tavern, nearly invisible in the shadows, drinking a glass of Feywine.
*Oh never mind*
Frisk is sitting nearby, muttering to themself.
Lhurr glances over, surprisingly clearheaded considering the potent drink. "Hello again. Did you figure out how to help the kobold woman?" He asks Frisk.
*Not yet. I know who can though... we have to wait for necromancer.
Lhurr nods. "I hope he returns soon then. I don't like seeing her like that."
Frisk has eaten a quarter of the pie and is now knitting a sweater.
Soldaer is finally un-drunken in Sigil.
Phantom is in the forest, keeping a watchful eye over Caelum.
Lhurr is at the bar, drinking a mug of Dwarven Gutbuster.
Yazrin is in the corner of the tavern, nearly invisible in the shadows, drinking a glass of Feywine.
*Oh never mind*
Frisk is sitting nearby, muttering to themself.
Lhurr glances over, surprisingly clearheaded considering the potent drink. "Hello again. Did you figure out how to help the kobold woman?" He asks Frisk.
*Not yet. I know who can though... we have to wait for necromancer.
Lhurr nods. "I hope he returns soon then. I don't like seeing her like that."
*In the meantime...
*Do you know where to find enough power to help someone whose mind is in a flower?
Frisk has eaten a quarter of the pie and is now knitting a sweater.
Soldaer is finally un-drunken in Sigil.
Phantom is in the forest, keeping a watchful eye over Caelum.
Lhurr is at the bar, drinking a mug of Dwarven Gutbuster.
Yazrin is in the corner of the tavern, nearly invisible in the shadows, drinking a glass of Feywine.
*Oh never mind*
Frisk is sitting nearby, muttering to themself.
Lhurr glances over, surprisingly clearheaded considering the potent drink. "Hello again. Did you figure out how to help the kobold woman?" He asks Frisk.
*Not yet. I know who can though... we have to wait for necromancer.
Lhurr nods. "I hope he returns soon then. I don't like seeing her like that."
*In the meantime...
*Do you know where to find enough power to help someone whose mind is in a flower?
"There are a couple options with something like that. First, find someone who can cast the Wish, and use that to return them to their original form. Second, less fun, and slightly messier way: Kill said flower, and use True Resurrection to resurrect the person's soul into the proper form."
Frisk has eaten a quarter of the pie and is now knitting a sweater.
Soldaer is finally un-drunken in Sigil.
Phantom is in the forest, keeping a watchful eye over Caelum.
Lhurr is at the bar, drinking a mug of Dwarven Gutbuster.
Yazrin is in the corner of the tavern, nearly invisible in the shadows, drinking a glass of Feywine.
*Oh never mind*
Frisk is sitting nearby, muttering to themself.
Lhurr glances over, surprisingly clearheaded considering the potent drink. "Hello again. Did you figure out how to help the kobold woman?" He asks Frisk.
*Not yet. I know who can though... we have to wait for necromancer.
Lhurr nods. "I hope he returns soon then. I don't like seeing her like that."
*In the meantime...
*Do you know where to find enough power to help someone whose mind is in a flower?
"There are a couple options with something like that. First, find someone who can cast the Wish, and use that to return them to their original form. Second, less fun, and slightly messier way: Kill said flower, and use True Resurrection to resurrect the person's soul into the proper form."
Frisk has eaten a quarter of the pie and is now knitting a sweater.
Soldaer is finally un-drunken in Sigil.
Phantom is in the forest, keeping a watchful eye over Caelum.
Lhurr is at the bar, drinking a mug of Dwarven Gutbuster.
Yazrin is in the corner of the tavern, nearly invisible in the shadows, drinking a glass of Feywine.
*Oh never mind*
Frisk is sitting nearby, muttering to themself.
Lhurr glances over, surprisingly clearheaded considering the potent drink. "Hello again. Did you figure out how to help the kobold woman?" He asks Frisk.
*Not yet. I know who can though... we have to wait for necromancer.
Lhurr nods. "I hope he returns soon then. I don't like seeing her like that."
*In the meantime...
*Do you know where to find enough power to help someone whose mind is in a flower?
"There are a couple options with something like that. First, find someone who can cast the Wish, and use that to return them to their original form. Second, less fun, and slightly messier way: Kill said flower, and use True Resurrection to resurrect the person's soul into the proper form."
*Soldaer didn't. It was Phantom. He was undoing the damage he did to Avery when trying to get him to return something.*
Lhurr looks very confused at Frisk. "Yes, Wish. It's the single most powerful spell in existence. It literally allows you to do basically anything you want, including rewriting anything."
Frisk has eaten a quarter of the pie and is now knitting a sweater.
Soldaer is finally un-drunken in Sigil.
Phantom is in the forest, keeping a watchful eye over Caelum.
Lhurr is at the bar, drinking a mug of Dwarven Gutbuster.
Yazrin is in the corner of the tavern, nearly invisible in the shadows, drinking a glass of Feywine.
*Oh never mind*
Frisk is sitting nearby, muttering to themself.
Lhurr glances over, surprisingly clearheaded considering the potent drink. "Hello again. Did you figure out how to help the kobold woman?" He asks Frisk.
*Not yet. I know who can though... we have to wait for necromancer.
Lhurr nods. "I hope he returns soon then. I don't like seeing her like that."
*In the meantime...
*Do you know where to find enough power to help someone whose mind is in a flower?
"There are a couple options with something like that. First, find someone who can cast the Wish, and use that to return them to their original form. Second, less fun, and slightly messier way: Kill said flower, and use True Resurrection to resurrect the person's soul into the proper form."
*Soldaer didn't. It was Phantom. He was undoing the damage he did to Avery when trying to get him to return something.*
Lhurr looks very confused at Frisk. "Yes, Wish. It's the single most powerful spell in existence. It literally allows you to do basically anything you want, including rewriting anything."
*Okay I changed it*
Frisk looks up from their knitting, filled with Determination.
*I'll head to the forest. Thank you so much. Here, enjoy.
Frisk passes you a large portion of butterscotch-cinnamon pie and walks out to the forest, looking for Phantom.
Frisk has eaten a quarter of the pie and is now knitting a sweater.
Soldaer is finally un-drunken in Sigil.
Phantom is in the forest, keeping a watchful eye over Caelum.
Lhurr is at the bar, drinking a mug of Dwarven Gutbuster.
Yazrin is in the corner of the tavern, nearly invisible in the shadows, drinking a glass of Feywine.
*Oh never mind*
Frisk is sitting nearby, muttering to themself.
Lhurr glances over, surprisingly clearheaded considering the potent drink. "Hello again. Did you figure out how to help the kobold woman?" He asks Frisk.
*Not yet. I know who can though... we have to wait for necromancer.
Lhurr nods. "I hope he returns soon then. I don't like seeing her like that."
*In the meantime...
*Do you know where to find enough power to help someone whose mind is in a flower?
"There are a couple options with something like that. First, find someone who can cast the Wish, and use that to return them to their original form. Second, less fun, and slightly messier way: Kill said flower, and use True Resurrection to resurrect the person's soul into the proper form."
*Soldaer didn't. It was Phantom. He was undoing the damage he did to Avery when trying to get him to return something.*
Lhurr looks very confused at Frisk. "Yes, Wish. It's the single most powerful spell in existence. It literally allows you to do basically anything you want, including rewriting anything."
*Okay I changed it*
Frisk looks up from their knitting, filled with Determination.
*I'll head to the forest. Thank you so much. Here, enjoy.
Frisk passes you a large portion of butterscotch-cinnamon pie and walks out to the forest, looking for Phantom.
Lhurr nods his head. "Thank you. Good luck...." His voice trails off, realizing he doesn't know Frisk's name yet.
*GTG, bye!*
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall.
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*He as in Kalnor. As in if Kalnor is near enough to the 2*
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)
*c u soon!*
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)
*Later TTB!*
"Not right now."
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
He nods. "I understand that."
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
*I'm back everybody!*
Timber is climbing a tree.
Frisk has eaten a quarter of the pie and is now knitting a sweater.
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.
Soldaer is finally un-drunken in Sigil.
Phantom is in the forest, keeping a watchful eye over Caelum.
Lhurr is at the bar, drinking a mug of Dwarven Gutbuster.
Yazrin is in the corner of the tavern, nearly invisible in the shadows, drinking a glass of Feywine.
*Aaaaaaaaaaand it looks like I've returned to an empty wasteland...*
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.
*Oh never mind*
Frisk is sitting nearby, muttering to themself.
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 glances over, surprisingly clearheaded considering the potent drink. "Hello again. Did you figure out how to help the kobold woman?" He asks Frisk.
*Not yet. I know who can though... we have to wait for 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 nods. "I hope he returns soon then. I don't like seeing her like that."
*In the meantime...
*Do you know where to find enough power to help someone whose mind is in a flower?
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.
"There are a couple options with something like that. First, find someone who can cast the Wish, and use that to return them to their original form. Second, less fun, and slightly messier way: Kill said flower, and use True Resurrection to resurrect the person's soul into the proper form."
*Wait... wish?
*Uh huh... uh huh...
*So Soldaer cast it on Avery...
*So then... I need to get to Sigil.
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.
*Soldaer didn't. It was Phantom. He was undoing the damage he did to Avery when trying to get him to return something.*
Lhurr looks very confused at Frisk. "Yes, Wish. It's the single most powerful spell in existence. It literally allows you to do basically anything you want, including rewriting anything."
*Okay I changed it*
Frisk looks up from their knitting, filled with Determination.
*I'll head to the forest. Thank you so much. Here, enjoy.
Frisk passes you a large portion of butterscotch-cinnamon pie and walks out to the forest, looking for Phantom.
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.
Frisk is wandering the forest, looking for Phantomizakell.
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 nods his head. "Thank you. Good luck...." His voice trails off, realizing he doesn't know Frisk's name yet.