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.
Krathian is shaving in his room, having forgotten to close his door. As he expertly trims his moustache with SECTUMSEMPRA (just kidding, he uses a straight razor) he notices the room is mostly empty, covered in cobwebs and the like due to disuse. He scratches his now clean-shaven chin and thinks, "Perhaps I should make use of this space" He then starts with his mini-renovation by shoving the bed back up against the wall, casting fabricate on the mattress and the frame, creating a bookshelf and a comfortable, upholstered red chair. He then proceeds to start pulling massive amounts of books out of his coat.
Jim is out bargaining with a potato farmer for a cart of potatoes, finding himself - once again - wholly inadequate at the art of haggling. "Hmm," he mutters to himself, "It was much easier when I had the heart to rip a guy like that in half and just take the potatoes" Yet the very thought of it makes him shudder and cross his heart, so he gives the matter no more thought, guilty or otherwise. Instead, he marches into the kitchen and begins to make one of his favorite dishes: potato soup.
Perdo has given up on rolling his dice and is instead practicing card tricks over at his table. They flit and fly from one hand to the other like the folds of an accordion. "Perhaps I should find another line of work" he thinks "Half the patronage here can practice some sort of magic, I doubt there impressed." he glares at Oval silently "And even if they don't, they read your mind to find out what the trick is ... suck the fun out of everything. Dang I hate telepaths."
*-dopey oval noise-*
-Random timeskip-
Allison walks upstairs and peers in Krathians room, "hello? sir?"
Krathian turns around, momentarily forgetting what happened, he chuckles: "No need to call me sir Alli-" then remembers, "Ah that's right, you've forgotten. How may I help you?"
Allison opens the door a bit before closing her wings which made it harder to get in the doorway. She smiles warmly "i was wondering if you could help me, you smell like a warlock still in patronage to... something"
"Yes...something. It's always something or someone that needs help." he sighs, "What is it that I can do for you."
"Im sorry... i didnt mean to disturb you.." she said
"No really, it's quite alright. What can I do." he sits down on a pile of books and offers Allison the chair.
Allison continues to stand. "It seems that i had memories here before i was made... what were they..."
He stands as well. Krathian chuckles, yet there is no mirth in his voice, just quiet, mad grief. He brushes his hand over carvings in the wooden doorpost. "They're all around you."
"?" she tilted her head a bit "The tavern itself?"
"Yes, though to be more specific look for wood like this." He knocks on the mathas wood lintel with a single knuckle.
She goes over and lightly presses her fingertips against it
She sees images (from Krathian's pov) of when they formally met for the first time.
*Remember? When Q'ilbrith offered to help get Venna back*
*Yep ! *
She chuckles a bit, her eyes glowing a dim white. "You must like who ever you were talking too" she said
He clears his throat "That was you."
She seemed to pull her hand away rather quickly, "that was... Me?"
"...Yes."
she seems to close her eyes and furrow her brow a bit. She seemed to wander around his room blindly before taking his face in her hand.
He raises an eyebrow but doesn't flinch. "Yes?"
"your face does feel familar" she said
"That's ... comforting. Though I don't particularly remember you feeling my face often." he says dryly
"Well I don't remember anything..." She said as if she took a bit of offense to that. She realized she still had his face in her hand and quickly snapped her arm and hand back.
"Look Allison, you should feel no obligation to the people you've forgotten, especially me. Having lost your memories you are, for all intents and purposes, a different person. It doesn't matter what you are, human, elven, even illithid, that is the result of total memory loss."
"Well I plan on getting them back, obviously I was a person here, therefore I should be able to have my memories again." She said, her voice laced with determination and courage.
"Very well, feel free to gather what bits and pieces you can from my carvings. From that point, you're on your own."
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
Enethia is walking around outside, looking at everything around
Kalnor is pepping to research
Tikalae is doing things
The swords are doing the evil sword thing
Allison is accompanying E
"Good morning, Allison"
"hello" she chimed and grinned "What shall we do today?"
"I dont have any plans yet. Just some new spells"
"Anything i may help with?"
"Not that I can immediately think of. Do you have any plans today?"
"not that i can think, i mostly move with the winds"
"I see... Im thinking about checking on a place in Sogel."
"I will accompany you then" She said and unfolded her wings a bit
"If you want to... Do you know anything of Sogel?"
*What would i roll for that chris? history? arcana?*
She shakes her head a bit "Not much from what i can rack my brain"
*Histoy would work.
19
She knows that its a highly magical world, commonly seen as chaotic and unpredictable. Creatures from across the multiverse can be found there, but mostly creatures of different material worlds
She raises an eyebrow "a bit, not much but a bit" she said and chuckled
"Alright. Just keep your head down, wings tucked, and weapons away. You may see someone or thing that may seem evil at first glance, but they could be very different"
She does so and puts on a thin white coat of sorts, Her vorpal spear disappears into thin air.
"Alright. Is there anything youd like to bring? Or would you be ready to go?"
She shakes her head, all i have is on me
"Alright" She hands Allison a small clay object "Break that, and youll be teleported to Sogel"
She nods and takes the object, staring at it.
Its covered in some sort of runes. E takes out another for herself
"just crack it?" she asked and raised an eyebrow
She nods "Its pretty simple."
"Very well" she cracks it
E does the same. They end up next to a large, deep blue lake. Its around 9 AM there, partly cloudy
Allison stand there, transfixed by the lake
"Welcome to Sogel. This is Dewfell Lake"
"Its beautfuil!" she said and grinned
She smiles "It can be. But its also a bit dangerous to linger by"
"Then we should not be here more then we need too" she said
She nods, beginning to walk
Allison follows. A small journal-like book appears in her hand as she writes a few things down
"Whatcha writing?"
'Taking about where this is, its pretty but as you said, dangerous as well."
She nods "Thats the case with a lot here.... But the place Im going should be pretty safe"
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
Krathian is shaving in his room, having forgotten to close his door. As he expertly trims his moustache with SECTUMSEMPRA (just kidding, he uses a straight razor) he notices the room is mostly empty, covered in cobwebs and the like due to disuse. He scratches his now clean-shaven chin and thinks, "Perhaps I should make use of this space" He then starts with his mini-renovation by shoving the bed back up against the wall, casting fabricate on the mattress and the frame, creating a bookshelf and a comfortable, upholstered red chair. He then proceeds to start pulling massive amounts of books out of his coat.
Jim is out bargaining with a potato farmer for a cart of potatoes, finding himself - once again - wholly inadequate at the art of haggling. "Hmm," he mutters to himself, "It was much easier when I had the heart to rip a guy like that in half and just take the potatoes" Yet the very thought of it makes him shudder and cross his heart, so he gives the matter no more thought, guilty or otherwise. Instead, he marches into the kitchen and begins to make one of his favorite dishes: potato soup.
Perdo has given up on rolling his dice and is instead practicing card tricks over at his table. They flit and fly from one hand to the other like the folds of an accordion. "Perhaps I should find another line of work" he thinks "Half the patronage here can practice some sort of magic, I doubt there impressed." he glares at Oval silently "And even if they don't, they read your mind to find out what the trick is ... suck the fun out of everything. Dang I hate telepaths."
*-dopey oval noise-*
-Random timeskip-
Allison walks upstairs and peers in Krathians room, "hello? sir?"
Krathian turns around, momentarily forgetting what happened, he chuckles: "No need to call me sir Alli-" then remembers, "Ah that's right, you've forgotten. How may I help you?"
Allison opens the door a bit before closing her wings which made it harder to get in the doorway. She smiles warmly "i was wondering if you could help me, you smell like a warlock still in patronage to... something"
"Yes...something. It's always something or someone that needs help." he sighs, "What is it that I can do for you."
"Im sorry... i didnt mean to disturb you.." she said
"No really, it's quite alright. What can I do." he sits down on a pile of books and offers Allison the chair.
Allison continues to stand. "It seems that i had memories here before i was made... what were they..."
He stands as well. Krathian chuckles, yet there is no mirth in his voice, just quiet, mad grief. He brushes his hand over carvings in the wooden doorpost. "They're all around you."
"?" she tilted her head a bit "The tavern itself?"
"Yes, though to be more specific look for wood like this." He knocks on the mathas wood lintel with a single knuckle.
She goes over and lightly presses her fingertips against it
She sees images (from Krathian's pov) of when they formally met for the first time.
*Remember? When Q'ilbrith offered to help get Venna back*
*Yep ! *
She chuckles a bit, her eyes glowing a dim white. "You must like who ever you were talking too" she said
He clears his throat "That was you."
She seemed to pull her hand away rather quickly, "that was... Me?"
"...Yes."
she seems to close her eyes and furrow her brow a bit. She seemed to wander around his room blindly before taking his face in her hand.
He raises an eyebrow but doesn't flinch. "Yes?"
"your face does feel familar" she said
"That's ... comforting. Though I don't particularly remember you feeling my face often." he says dryly
"Well I don't remember anything..." She said as if she took a bit of offense to that. She realized she still had his face in her hand and quickly snapped her arm and hand back.
"Look Allison, you should feel no obligation to the people you've forgotten, especially me. Having lost your memories you are, for all intents and purposes, a different person. It doesn't matter what you are, human, elven, even illithid, that is the result of total memory loss."
"Well I plan on getting them back, obviously I was a person here, therefore I should be able to have my memories again." She said, her voice laced with determination and courage.
"Very well, feel free to gather what bits and pieces you can from my carvings. From that point, you're on your own."
She turned around and disappeared out of sight, walking downstairs.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Enethia is walking around outside, looking at everything around
Kalnor is pepping to research
Tikalae is doing things
The swords are doing the evil sword thing
Allison is accompanying E
"Good morning, Allison"
"hello" she chimed and grinned "What shall we do today?"
"I dont have any plans yet. Just some new spells"
"Anything i may help with?"
"Not that I can immediately think of. Do you have any plans today?"
"not that i can think, i mostly move with the winds"
"I see... Im thinking about checking on a place in Sogel."
"I will accompany you then" She said and unfolded her wings a bit
"If you want to... Do you know anything of Sogel?"
*What would i roll for that chris? history? arcana?*
She shakes her head a bit "Not much from what i can rack my brain"
*Histoy would work.
19
She knows that its a highly magical world, commonly seen as chaotic and unpredictable. Creatures from across the multiverse can be found there, but mostly creatures of different material worlds
She raises an eyebrow "a bit, not much but a bit" she said and chuckled
"Alright. Just keep your head down, wings tucked, and weapons away. You may see someone or thing that may seem evil at first glance, but they could be very different"
She does so and puts on a thin white coat of sorts, Her vorpal spear disappears into thin air.
"Alright. Is there anything youd like to bring? Or would you be ready to go?"
She shakes her head, all i have is on me
"Alright" She hands Allison a small clay object "Break that, and youll be teleported to Sogel"
She nods and takes the object, staring at it.
Its covered in some sort of runes. E takes out another for herself
"just crack it?" she asked and raised an eyebrow
She nods "Its pretty simple."
"Very well" she cracks it
E does the same. They end up next to a large, deep blue lake. Its around 9 AM there, partly cloudy
Allison stand there, transfixed by the lake
"Welcome to Sogel. This is Dewfell Lake"
"Its beautfuil!" she said and grinned
She smiles "It can be. But its also a bit dangerous to linger by"
"Then we should not be here more then we need too" she said
She nods, beginning to walk
Allison follows. A small journal-like book appears in her hand as she writes a few things down
"Whatcha writing?"
'Taking about where this is, its pretty but as you said, dangerous as well."
She nods "Thats the case with a lot here.... But the place Im going should be pretty safe"
"Well that is a good thing to hear" she said and snapped the book shut, it disappeared into a mess of sparks.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Soooo, for now heres what my characters are doing. One of them may get deactivated for a bit when i decide to bring the new one in, though they'll be doing stuff technically*
Vega just got back into the tavern from a trip into the town for supplies and immediatly goes to check on the different kids under his care, specifically Oval, Albwin, and possibly timber
Poppy is snoring on the couch, a bit hung upside down (She's most likely to get deactivated while the newbie is tried out)
Azazel is looking for adder to check on his wounds and also to make sure he's not fighting people
Enethia is walking around outside, looking at everything around
Kalnor is pepping to research
Tikalae is doing things
The swords are doing the evil sword thing
Allison is accompanying E
"Good morning, Allison"
"hello" she chimed and grinned "What shall we do today?"
"I dont have any plans yet. Just some new spells"
"Anything i may help with?"
"Not that I can immediately think of. Do you have any plans today?"
"not that i can think, i mostly move with the winds"
"I see... Im thinking about checking on a place in Sogel."
"I will accompany you then" She said and unfolded her wings a bit
"If you want to... Do you know anything of Sogel?"
*What would i roll for that chris? history? arcana?*
She shakes her head a bit "Not much from what i can rack my brain"
*Histoy would work.
19
She knows that its a highly magical world, commonly seen as chaotic and unpredictable. Creatures from across the multiverse can be found there, but mostly creatures of different material worlds
She raises an eyebrow "a bit, not much but a bit" she said and chuckled
"Alright. Just keep your head down, wings tucked, and weapons away. You may see someone or thing that may seem evil at first glance, but they could be very different"
She does so and puts on a thin white coat of sorts, Her vorpal spear disappears into thin air.
"Alright. Is there anything youd like to bring? Or would you be ready to go?"
She shakes her head, all i have is on me
"Alright" She hands Allison a small clay object "Break that, and youll be teleported to Sogel"
She nods and takes the object, staring at it.
Its covered in some sort of runes. E takes out another for herself
"just crack it?" she asked and raised an eyebrow
She nods "Its pretty simple."
"Very well" she cracks it
E does the same. They end up next to a large, deep blue lake. Its around 9 AM there, partly cloudy
Allison stand there, transfixed by the lake
"Welcome to Sogel. This is Dewfell Lake"
"Its beautfuil!" she said and grinned
She smiles "It can be. But its also a bit dangerous to linger by"
"Then we should not be here more then we need too" she said
She nods, beginning to walk
Allison follows. A small journal-like book appears in her hand as she writes a few things down
"Whatcha writing?"
'Taking about where this is, its pretty but as you said, dangerous as well."
She nods "Thats the case with a lot here.... But the place Im going should be pretty safe"
"Well that is a good thing to hear" she said and snapped the book shut, it disappeared into a mess of sparks.
"The place we're going is called Eligas. Around half an hours walk away"
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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)
*Soooo, for now heres what my characters are doing. One of them may get deactivated for a bit when i decide to bring the new one in, though they'll be doing stuff technically*
Vega just got back into the tavern from a trip into the town for supplies and immediatly goes to check on the different kids under his care, specifically Oval, Albwin, and possibly timber
Poppy is snoring on the couch, a bit hung upside down (She's most likely to get deactivated while the newbie is tried out)
Azazel is looking for adder to check on his wounds and also to make sure he's not fighting people
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.
Krathian is shaving in his room, having forgotten to close his door. As he expertly trims his moustache with SECTUMSEMPRA (just kidding, he uses a straight razor) he notices the room is mostly empty, covered in cobwebs and the like due to disuse. He scratches his now clean-shaven chin and thinks, "Perhaps I should make use of this space" He then starts with his mini-renovation by shoving the bed back up against the wall, casting fabricate on the mattress and the frame, creating a bookshelf and a comfortable, upholstered red chair. He then proceeds to start pulling massive amounts of books out of his coat.
Jim is out bargaining with a potato farmer for a cart of potatoes, finding himself - once again - wholly inadequate at the art of haggling. "Hmm," he mutters to himself, "It was much easier when I had the heart to rip a guy like that in half and just take the potatoes" Yet the very thought of it makes him shudder and cross his heart, so he gives the matter no more thought, guilty or otherwise. Instead, he marches into the kitchen and begins to make one of his favorite dishes: potato soup.
Perdo has given up on rolling his dice and is instead practicing card tricks over at his table. They flit and fly from one hand to the other like the folds of an accordion. "Perhaps I should find another line of work" he thinks "Half the patronage here can practice some sort of magic, I doubt there impressed." he glares at Oval silently "And even if they don't, they read your mind to find out what the trick is ... suck the fun out of everything. Dang I hate telepaths."
*-dopey oval noise-*
-Random timeskip-
Allison walks upstairs and peers in Krathians room, "hello? sir?"
Krathian turns around, momentarily forgetting what happened, he chuckles: "No need to call me sir Alli-" then remembers, "Ah that's right, you've forgotten. How may I help you?"
Allison opens the door a bit before closing her wings which made it harder to get in the doorway. She smiles warmly "i was wondering if you could help me, you smell like a warlock still in patronage to... something"
"Yes...something. It's always something or someone that needs help." he sighs, "What is it that I can do for you."
"Im sorry... i didnt mean to disturb you.." she said
"No really, it's quite alright. What can I do." he sits down on a pile of books and offers Allison the chair.
Allison continues to stand. "It seems that i had memories here before i was made... what were they..."
He stands as well. Krathian chuckles, yet there is no mirth in his voice, just quiet, mad grief. He brushes his hand over carvings in the wooden doorpost. "They're all around you."
"?" she tilted her head a bit "The tavern itself?"
"Yes, though to be more specific look for wood like this." He knocks on the mathas wood lintel with a single knuckle.
She goes over and lightly presses her fingertips against it
She sees images (from Krathian's pov) of when they formally met for the first time.
*Remember? When Q'ilbrith offered to help get Venna back*
*Yep ! *
She chuckles a bit, her eyes glowing a dim white. "You must like who ever you were talking too" she said
He clears his throat "That was you."
She seemed to pull her hand away rather quickly, "that was... Me?"
"...Yes."
she seems to close her eyes and furrow her brow a bit. She seemed to wander around his room blindly before taking his face in her hand.
He raises an eyebrow but doesn't flinch. "Yes?"
"your face does feel familar" she said
"That's ... comforting. Though I don't particularly remember you feeling my face often." he says dryly
"Well I don't remember anything..." She said as if she took a bit of offense to that. She realized she still had his face in her hand and quickly snapped her arm and hand back.
"Look Allison, you should feel no obligation to the people you've forgotten, especially me. Having lost your memories you are, for all intents and purposes, a different person. It doesn't matter what you are, human, elven, even illithid, that is the result of total memory loss."
"Well I plan on getting them back, obviously I was a person here, therefore I should be able to have my memories again." She said, her voice laced with determination and courage.
"Very well, feel free to gather what bits and pieces you can from my carvings. From that point, you're on your own."
She turned around and disappeared out of sight, walking downstairs.
Krathian continues working on his room, bitter as ever.
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
*Soooo, for now heres what my characters are doing. One of them may get deactivated for a bit when i decide to bring the new one in, though they'll be doing stuff technically*
Vega just got back into the tavern from a trip into the town for supplies and immediatly goes to check on the different kids under his care, specifically Oval, Albwin, and possibly timber
Poppy is snoring on the couch, a bit hung upside down (She's most likely to get deactivated while the newbie is tried out)
Azazel is looking for adder to check on his wounds and also to make sure he's not fighting people
Adder is currently in the field, mapping out the world around him to something productive with his time while his wounds heal up. He wears a black long-sleeved shirt, grey shorts with a leaf like design to them, and boots.
Oval is hiding under a couch somewhere in the tavern
Allison is with both Enethia/Krathian at the same time but in timekskips.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Soooo, for now heres what my characters are doing. One of them may get deactivated for a bit when i decide to bring the new one in, though they'll be doing stuff technically*
Vega just got back into the tavern from a trip into the town for supplies and immediatly goes to check on the different kids under his care, specifically Oval, Albwin, and possibly timber
Poppy is snoring on the couch, a bit hung upside down (She's most likely to get deactivated while the newbie is tried out)
Azazel is looking for adder to check on his wounds and also to make sure he's not fighting people
Wyatt is snacking on some of his sugar cubes in front of the fireplace.
Wolfe is playing something. *Idk what, just insert some random rock music into your head.*
Sharlene is peeling potatoes.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
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.
Krathian is shaving in his room, having forgotten to close his door. As he expertly trims his moustache with SECTUMSEMPRA (just kidding, he uses a straight razor) he notices the room is mostly empty, covered in cobwebs and the like due to disuse. He scratches his now clean-shaven chin and thinks, "Perhaps I should make use of this space" He then starts with his mini-renovation by shoving the bed back up against the wall, casting fabricate on the mattress and the frame, creating a bookshelf and a comfortable, upholstered red chair. He then proceeds to start pulling massive amounts of books out of his coat.
Jim is out bargaining with a potato farmer for a cart of potatoes, finding himself - once again - wholly inadequate at the art of haggling. "Hmm," he mutters to himself, "It was much easier when I had the heart to rip a guy like that in half and just take the potatoes" Yet the very thought of it makes him shudder and cross his heart, so he gives the matter no more thought, guilty or otherwise. Instead, he marches into the kitchen and begins to make one of his favorite dishes: potato soup.
Perdo has given up on rolling his dice and is instead practicing card tricks over at his table. They flit and fly from one hand to the other like the folds of an accordion. "Perhaps I should find another line of work" he thinks "Half the patronage here can practice some sort of magic, I doubt there impressed." he glares at Oval silently "And even if they don't, they read your mind to find out what the trick is ... suck the fun out of everything. Dang I hate telepaths."
*-dopey oval noise-*
-Random timeskip-
Allison walks upstairs and peers in Krathians room, "hello? sir?"
Krathian turns around, momentarily forgetting what happened, he chuckles: "No need to call me sir Alli-" then remembers, "Ah that's right, you've forgotten. How may I help you?"
Allison opens the door a bit before closing her wings which made it harder to get in the doorway. She smiles warmly "i was wondering if you could help me, you smell like a warlock still in patronage to... something"
"Yes...something. It's always something or someone that needs help." he sighs, "What is it that I can do for you."
"Im sorry... i didnt mean to disturb you.." she said
"No really, it's quite alright. What can I do." he sits down on a pile of books and offers Allison the chair.
Allison continues to stand. "It seems that i had memories here before i was made... what were they..."
He stands as well. Krathian chuckles, yet there is no mirth in his voice, just quiet, mad grief. He brushes his hand over carvings in the wooden doorpost. "They're all around you."
"?" she tilted her head a bit "The tavern itself?"
"Yes, though to be more specific look for wood like this." He knocks on the mathas wood lintel with a single knuckle.
She goes over and lightly presses her fingertips against it
She sees images (from Krathian's pov) of when they formally met for the first time.
*Remember? When Q'ilbrith offered to help get Venna back*
*Yep ! *
She chuckles a bit, her eyes glowing a dim white. "You must like who ever you were talking too" she said
He clears his throat "That was you."
She seemed to pull her hand away rather quickly, "that was... Me?"
"...Yes."
she seems to close her eyes and furrow her brow a bit. She seemed to wander around his room blindly before taking his face in her hand.
He raises an eyebrow but doesn't flinch. "Yes?"
"your face does feel familar" she said
"That's ... comforting. Though I don't particularly remember you feeling my face often." he says dryly
"Well I don't remember anything..." She said as if she took a bit of offense to that. She realized she still had his face in her hand and quickly snapped her arm and hand back.
"Look Allison, you should feel no obligation to the people you've forgotten, especially me. Having lost your memories you are, for all intents and purposes, a different person. It doesn't matter what you are, human, elven, even illithid, that is the result of total memory loss."
"Well I plan on getting them back, obviously I was a person here, therefore I should be able to have my memories again." She said, her voice laced with determination and courage.
"Very well, feel free to gather what bits and pieces you can from my carvings. From that point, you're on your own."
She turned around and disappeared out of sight, walking downstairs.
Krathian continues working on his room, bitter as ever.
Allison comes back in and grabs him by the arm, dragging him along "I have a feeling your knowledge will be useful"
*This ain't like normal aniesmia (English help me), part of her memories are in her soul which Spawn has given over to an angel while the rest can be made in existence from muscle memory*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Enethia is walking around outside, looking at everything around
Kalnor is pepping to research
Tikalae is doing things
The swords are doing the evil sword thing
Allison is accompanying E
"Good morning, Allison"
"hello" she chimed and grinned "What shall we do today?"
"I dont have any plans yet. Just some new spells"
"Anything i may help with?"
"Not that I can immediately think of. Do you have any plans today?"
"not that i can think, i mostly move with the winds"
"I see... Im thinking about checking on a place in Sogel."
"I will accompany you then" She said and unfolded her wings a bit
"If you want to... Do you know anything of Sogel?"
*What would i roll for that chris? history? arcana?*
She shakes her head a bit "Not much from what i can rack my brain"
*Histoy would work.
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She knows that its a highly magical world, commonly seen as chaotic and unpredictable. Creatures from across the multiverse can be found there, but mostly creatures of different material worlds
She raises an eyebrow "a bit, not much but a bit" she said and chuckled
"Alright. Just keep your head down, wings tucked, and weapons away. You may see someone or thing that may seem evil at first glance, but they could be very different"
She does so and puts on a thin white coat of sorts, Her vorpal spear disappears into thin air.
"Alright. Is there anything youd like to bring? Or would you be ready to go?"
She shakes her head, all i have is on me
"Alright" She hands Allison a small clay object "Break that, and youll be teleported to Sogel"
She nods and takes the object, staring at it.
Its covered in some sort of runes. E takes out another for herself
"just crack it?" she asked and raised an eyebrow
She nods "Its pretty simple."
"Very well" she cracks it
E does the same. They end up next to a large, deep blue lake. Its around 9 AM there, partly cloudy
Allison stand there, transfixed by the lake
"Welcome to Sogel. This is Dewfell Lake"
"Its beautfuil!" she said and grinned
She smiles "It can be. But its also a bit dangerous to linger by"
"Then we should not be here more then we need too" she said
She nods, beginning to walk
Allison follows. A small journal-like book appears in her hand as she writes a few things down
"Whatcha writing?"
'Taking about where this is, its pretty but as you said, dangerous as well."
She nods "Thats the case with a lot here.... But the place Im going should be pretty safe"
"Well that is a good thing to hear" she said and snapped the book shut, it disappeared into a mess of sparks.
"The place we're going is called Eligas. Around half an hours walk away"
"That shall not take long" she said and grinned, unfolding her wings. "Do you want me to carry you while to guide the way?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Krathian is shaving in his room, having forgotten to close his door. As he expertly trims his moustache with SECTUMSEMPRA (just kidding, he uses a straight razor) he notices the room is mostly empty, covered in cobwebs and the like due to disuse. He scratches his now clean-shaven chin and thinks, "Perhaps I should make use of this space" He then starts with his mini-renovation by shoving the bed back up against the wall, casting fabricate on the mattress and the frame, creating a bookshelf and a comfortable, upholstered red chair. He then proceeds to start pulling massive amounts of books out of his coat.
Jim is out bargaining with a potato farmer for a cart of potatoes, finding himself - once again - wholly inadequate at the art of haggling. "Hmm," he mutters to himself, "It was much easier when I had the heart to rip a guy like that in half and just take the potatoes" Yet the very thought of it makes him shudder and cross his heart, so he gives the matter no more thought, guilty or otherwise. Instead, he marches into the kitchen and begins to make one of his favorite dishes: potato soup.
Perdo has given up on rolling his dice and is instead practicing card tricks over at his table. They flit and fly from one hand to the other like the folds of an accordion. "Perhaps I should find another line of work" he thinks "Half the patronage here can practice some sort of magic, I doubt there impressed." he glares at Oval silently "And even if they don't, they read your mind to find out what the trick is ... suck the fun out of everything. Dang I hate telepaths."
*-dopey oval noise-*
-Random timeskip-
Allison walks upstairs and peers in Krathians room, "hello? sir?"
Krathian turns around, momentarily forgetting what happened, he chuckles: "No need to call me sir Alli-" then remembers, "Ah that's right, you've forgotten. How may I help you?"
Allison opens the door a bit before closing her wings which made it harder to get in the doorway. She smiles warmly "i was wondering if you could help me, you smell like a warlock still in patronage to... something"
"Yes...something. It's always something or someone that needs help." he sighs, "What is it that I can do for you."
"Im sorry... i didnt mean to disturb you.." she said
"No really, it's quite alright. What can I do." he sits down on a pile of books and offers Allison the chair.
Allison continues to stand. "It seems that i had memories here before i was made... what were they..."
He stands as well. Krathian chuckles, yet there is no mirth in his voice, just quiet, mad grief. He brushes his hand over carvings in the wooden doorpost. "They're all around you."
"?" she tilted her head a bit "The tavern itself?"
"Yes, though to be more specific look for wood like this." He knocks on the mathas wood lintel with a single knuckle.
She goes over and lightly presses her fingertips against it
She sees images (from Krathian's pov) of when they formally met for the first time.
*Remember? When Q'ilbrith offered to help get Venna back*
*Yep ! *
She chuckles a bit, her eyes glowing a dim white. "You must like who ever you were talking too" she said
He clears his throat "That was you."
She seemed to pull her hand away rather quickly, "that was... Me?"
"...Yes."
she seems to close her eyes and furrow her brow a bit. She seemed to wander around his room blindly before taking his face in her hand.
He raises an eyebrow but doesn't flinch. "Yes?"
"your face does feel familar" she said
"That's ... comforting. Though I don't particularly remember you feeling my face often." he says dryly
"Well I don't remember anything..." She said as if she took a bit of offense to that. She realized she still had his face in her hand and quickly snapped her arm and hand back.
"Look Allison, you should feel no obligation to the people you've forgotten, especially me. Having lost your memories you are, for all intents and purposes, a different person. It doesn't matter what you are, human, elven, even illithid, that is the result of total memory loss."
"Well I plan on getting them back, obviously I was a person here, therefore I should be able to have my memories again." She said, her voice laced with determination and courage.
"Very well, feel free to gather what bits and pieces you can from my carvings. From that point, you're on your own."
She turned around and disappeared out of sight, walking downstairs.
Krathian continues working on his room, bitter as ever.
Allison comes back in and grabs him by the arm, dragging him along "I have a feeling your knowledge will be useful"
*This ain't like normal aniesmia (English help me), part of her memories are in her soul which Spawn has given over to an angel while the rest can be made in existence from muscle memory*
*I ran that angel :)*
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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)
*Soooo, for now heres what my characters are doing. One of them may get deactivated for a bit when i decide to bring the new one in, though they'll be doing stuff technically*
Vega just got back into the tavern from a trip into the town for supplies and immediatly goes to check on the different kids under his care, specifically Oval, Albwin, and possibly timber
Poppy is snoring on the couch, a bit hung upside down (She's most likely to get deactivated while the newbie is tried out)
Azazel is looking for adder to check on his wounds and also to make sure he's not fighting people
Adder is currently in the field, mapping out the world around him to something productive with his time while his wounds heal up. He wears a black long-sleeved shirt, grey shorts with a leaf like design to them, and boots.
Oval is hiding under a couch somewhere in the tavern
Allison is with both Enethia/Krathian at the same time but in timekskips.
Azazel pokes adder in the side, though he wasn't exactly stealthy about walking over.
Vega looks around for a moment, then notices the bright blue eyes under the couch. He walks over, kneeling down infront of it, "Hey there, why are you hiding?"
Enethia is walking around outside, looking at everything around
Kalnor is pepping to research
Tikalae is doing things
The swords are doing the evil sword thing
Allison is accompanying E
"Good morning, Allison"
"hello" she chimed and grinned "What shall we do today?"
"I dont have any plans yet. Just some new spells"
"Anything i may help with?"
"Not that I can immediately think of. Do you have any plans today?"
"not that i can think, i mostly move with the winds"
"I see... Im thinking about checking on a place in Sogel."
"I will accompany you then" She said and unfolded her wings a bit
"If you want to... Do you know anything of Sogel?"
*What would i roll for that chris? history? arcana?*
She shakes her head a bit "Not much from what i can rack my brain"
*Histoy would work.
19
She knows that its a highly magical world, commonly seen as chaotic and unpredictable. Creatures from across the multiverse can be found there, but mostly creatures of different material worlds
She raises an eyebrow "a bit, not much but a bit" she said and chuckled
"Alright. Just keep your head down, wings tucked, and weapons away. You may see someone or thing that may seem evil at first glance, but they could be very different"
She does so and puts on a thin white coat of sorts, Her vorpal spear disappears into thin air.
"Alright. Is there anything youd like to bring? Or would you be ready to go?"
She shakes her head, all i have is on me
"Alright" She hands Allison a small clay object "Break that, and youll be teleported to Sogel"
She nods and takes the object, staring at it.
Its covered in some sort of runes. E takes out another for herself
"just crack it?" she asked and raised an eyebrow
She nods "Its pretty simple."
"Very well" she cracks it
E does the same. They end up next to a large, deep blue lake. Its around 9 AM there, partly cloudy
Allison stand there, transfixed by the lake
"Welcome to Sogel. This is Dewfell Lake"
"Its beautfuil!" she said and grinned
She smiles "It can be. But its also a bit dangerous to linger by"
"Then we should not be here more then we need too" she said
She nods, beginning to walk
Allison follows. A small journal-like book appears in her hand as she writes a few things down
"Whatcha writing?"
'Taking about where this is, its pretty but as you said, dangerous as well."
She nods "Thats the case with a lot here.... But the place Im going should be pretty safe"
"Well that is a good thing to hear" she said and snapped the book shut, it disappeared into a mess of sparks.
"The place we're going is called Eligas. Around half an hours walk away"
"That shall not take long" she said and grinned, unfolding her wings. "Do you want me to carry you while to guide the way?"
"Only if thats what you want to do. Just... Careful of how high you fly"
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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)
"Alright then." Flanne sits next to Albwin. "Are you sure you don't need anything?"
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.
"Very well, feel free to gather what bits and pieces you can from my carvings. From that point, you're on your own."
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
She nods "Thats the case with a lot here.... But the place Im going should be pretty safe"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
She turned around and disappeared out of sight, walking downstairs.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Well that is a good thing to hear" she said and snapped the book shut, it disappeared into a mess of sparks.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Soooo, for now heres what my characters are doing. One of them may get deactivated for a bit when i decide to bring the new one in, though they'll be doing stuff technically*
Vega just got back into the tavern from a trip into the town for supplies and immediatly goes to check on the different kids under his care, specifically Oval, Albwin, and possibly timber
Poppy is snoring on the couch, a bit hung upside down (She's most likely to get deactivated while the newbie is tried out)
Azazel is looking for adder to check on his wounds and also to make sure he's not fighting people
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"The place we're going is called Eligas. Around half an hours walk away"
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)
Flanne is sitting next to Albwin.
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.
Krathian continues working on his room, bitter as ever.
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
"A home."
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
Adder is currently in the field, mapping out the world around him to something productive with his time while his wounds heal up. He wears a black long-sleeved shirt, grey shorts with a leaf like design to them, and boots.
Oval is hiding under a couch somewhere in the tavern
Allison is with both Enethia/Krathian at the same time but in timekskips.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Wyatt is snacking on some of his sugar cubes in front of the fireplace.
Wolfe is playing something. *Idk what, just insert some random rock music into your head.*
Sharlene is peeling potatoes.
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.
*GTG for the day, see you all tomorrow.*
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
Flanne smiles sadly. "Don't we all. I had to leave a lot of friends to look for this artifact."
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.
Allison comes back in and grabs him by the arm, dragging him along "I have a feeling your knowledge will be useful"
*This ain't like normal aniesmia (English help me), part of her memories are in her soul which Spawn has given over to an angel while the rest can be made in existence from muscle memory*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"That shall not take long" she said and grinned, unfolding her wings. "Do you want me to carry you while to guide the way?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*I ran that angel :)*
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)
Azazel pokes adder in the side, though he wasn't exactly stealthy about walking over.
Vega looks around for a moment, then notices the bright blue eyes under the couch. He walks over, kneeling down infront of it, "Hey there, why are you hiding?"
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"Only if thats what you want to do. Just... Careful of how high you fly"
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)
"Mine was destroyed."
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde