*good morning everyone, I am in a bit of a panicky mood right now because i have presentations, tests, and a job interview today. Please do wish me luck*
Oval was going to be in stasis because im sending them on a adventure.
Adder was laying in the slightly premia-frozen grass. He was staring at the sky and holding up his hands to the sky to block out the sun above him. He closed one eye and sighed, trying to block the sun from blinding him.
Allison was outside. She was shining a pure light from her hand, melting the frost off of her small garden out in the iron desert. She chuckled as a small fower bloomed upwards as if to say "hello and thank you!"
Hornet was jogging outside. He was testing his strength by moving heavy boulders that were in the way of a path he was creating behind the tavern.
*Good luck*
Andrew is watching Hornet with interest
Keros is reading a probably cursed book
*Slot open,probably going to be filled soon*
Hornet turns his head and spies Andrew watching him before walking over. *Hornet is built to be buff and height is 6'7-6'8*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Flanne walks downstairs with a cup of coffee. Sleep has not removed the worry lines from his face, and he sets up his maps at a table again. He fiddles with his ring, but does not take it off.
*guess I'll pause Gust.*
Spectacle walks near, "Hello there, you seem stressed. Not sure if coffee will help."
*What does spectacle look like?*
Flanne looks up "Yeah but..." He sighs. "I need to find this thing."
*description*
A magenta skinned Tiefling, 5'8", Eyes solely coloured gold, horns wavy & round their head holding the root of their hair, which is maroon in colour. They wear a form fitting red suit but they still look androgynous, red dress trousers, tap shoes & cane, clothing with white highlights & the cane has a handle like that of a rapier. they're gender fluid btw.
* i only need a basic description* "What is 'this thing you speak of?"
*Tavernpedia:*
5' 11', light skin tone, pale green eyes, curly brown hair cut short. Flanne is usually dressed in light green robes over a sand colored jerkin with white pants and undershirt, looks like he could use a long rest at any given moment. He also wears a silver necklace with a stylized moon on it and similar piercings on his right ear. He his a silver armband hat he wears over his clothes on his right forearm. His jewelry glows when he casts a spell. He also has a scarf of similar tone to his jerkin, a Bag of Holding, a wooden staff with a silver bauble at one end. His face is mostly clear of stubble and Flanne prides himself of his cleanliness.
*Flanne looks pretty young* "The Invulnerable Coat of Arnd. It's supposed to be somewhere in "the belly of stars," wherever that is." Flanne slumps on the table, and a scroll rolls away.
He grabs it, then hands it back " 'Belly of the stars', hmm, is that a place?"
"Thanks, And I'm assuming so. My only lead is that a lair of an emerald dragon has the same name. Sadly, this emerald dragon hasn't been seen in over a century." Flanne groans and fiddles with his ring again.
"So it's died or become a recluse." They speak with speed and energy like there aren't problems in the world or around them, this is how they normally talk.
"I hope the former, because in life, this dragon, Raoulothim, is extremely paranoid." Flanne looks into Spectacle's eyes, a little jealous, and a little in awe of their carefree attitude.
*to clarify they do talk a little fast & with energy like say a show host, but it sounds without worry or doubts.* "Well if it's dead there's nothing guarding it so its a win-win is it not? Well maybe not for the dragon but." They smile
Krathian is eating breakfast and drinking a concerningly large cup of coffee. His conversation with E last night had given him an idea as to what to do with himself: help kids.
Jim is cooking breakfast, sticking freshly cooked bacon and cheese on sesame seed bagels he baked last night. He sets it all out on the table with a large jug of milk.
*Lol. Not really what she meant, but ok*
*Ik, but what can I say, he's suffering from depression and needs something to do*
*Fair enough. E isnt great with kids*
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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)
5' 11', light skin tone, pale green eyes, curly brown hair cut short. Flanne is usually dressed in light green robes over a sand colored jerkin with white pants and undershirt, looks like he could use a long rest at any given moment. He also wears a silver necklace with a stylized moon on it and similar piercings on his right ear. He his a silver armband hat he wears over his clothes on his right forearm. His jewelry glows when he casts a spell. He also has a scarf of similar tone to his jerkin, a Bag of Holding, a wooden staff with a silver bauble at one end. His face is mostly clear of stubble and Flanne prides himself of his cleanliness.
*Flanne looks pretty young* "The Invulnerable Coat of Arnd. It's supposed to be somewhere in "the belly of stars," wherever that is." Flanne slumps on the table, and a scroll rolls away.
He grabs it, then hands it back " 'Belly of the stars', hmm, is that a place?"
"Thanks, And I'm assuming so. My only lead is that a lair of an emerald dragon has the same name. Sadly, this emerald dragon hasn't been seen in over a century." Flanne groans and fiddles with his ring again.
"So it's died or become a recluse." They speak with speed and energy like there aren't problems in the world or around them, this is how they normally talk.
"I hope the former, because in life, this dragon, Raoulothim, is extremely paranoid." Flanne looks into Spectacle's eyes, a little jealous, and a little in awe of their carefree attitude.
*to clarify they do talk a little fast & with energy like say a show host, but it sounds without worry or doubts.* "Well if it's dead there's nothing guarding it so its a win-win is it not? Well maybe not for the dragon but." They smile
*Cutting the quote chain*
"Is there a library here? I've only been reviewing my own texts."
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.
*good morning everyone, I am in a bit of a panicky mood right now because i have presentations, tests, and a job interview today. Please do wish me luck*
Oval was going to be in stasis because im sending them on a adventure.
Adder was laying in the slightly premia-frozen grass. He was staring at the sky and holding up his hands to the sky to block out the sun above him. He closed one eye and sighed, trying to block the sun from blinding him.
Allison was outside. She was shining a pure light from her hand, melting the frost off of her small garden out in the iron desert. She chuckled as a small fower bloomed upwards as if to say "hello and thank you!"
Hornet was jogging outside. He was testing his strength by moving heavy boulders that were in the way of a path he was creating behind the tavern.
*Good luck*
Andrew is watching Hornet with interest
Keros is reading a probably cursed book
*Slot open,probably going to be filled soon*
Hornet turns his head and spies Andrew watching him before walking over. *Hornet is built to be buff and height is 6'7-6'8*
*Andrew's like 5'4*
Andrew looks up at him:"Uh..Hi?"
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Enethia is lying on the roof. It looks as if shes been there overnight
Kalnor is in Hammerforge
Tikalae is doin stuff
The lightning storm outside is growing more aggressive, as the swords laugh
Valian peeks his head through the hatch *door or whatever you go through to walk up there.* "Ooh the roof."
*None of that. She flies up.*
*well I thought there was a way up from the inside, 0verkill, or Wolfe said that, idk point is he makes it up there, he does have wings*
*Nope. Not officially said ever* "Hello."
*hmph, k then. let's say he flew.* He's breathing heavier from tiredness "need to stop trying to use these, Hi!"
"Welcome to the roof. What are you doing up here?"
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Krathian is eating breakfast and drinking a concerningly large cup of coffee. His conversation with E last night had given him an idea as to what to do with himself: help kids.
Jim is cooking breakfast, sticking freshly cooked bacon and cheese on sesame seed bagels he baked last night. He sets it all out on the table with a large jug of milk.
-Enter the dope of the season-
Allison watches him while sitting a mere feet away, not even trying to be sneaky or subtle.
He hands his dishes to Jim and stuffs his mug inside his coat. Unfortunately, he's not had much experience with children. He leans against a wall in the corner like a drug dealer and waits for some kids to show up.
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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.
*good morning everyone, I am in a bit of a panicky mood right now because i have presentations, tests, and a job interview today. Please do wish me luck*
Oval was going to be in stasis because im sending them on a adventure.
Adder was laying in the slightly premia-frozen grass. He was staring at the sky and holding up his hands to the sky to block out the sun above him. He closed one eye and sighed, trying to block the sun from blinding him.
Allison was outside. She was shining a pure light from her hand, melting the frost off of her small garden out in the iron desert. She chuckled as a small fower bloomed upwards as if to say "hello and thank you!"
Hornet was jogging outside. He was testing his strength by moving heavy boulders that were in the way of a path he was creating behind the tavern.
Thara watches this, holding a cup of coffee "impressive." *also best of luck my dude, you got this.*
*Thank you :) *
Hornet picks up the boulder with ease and chuckles to himself before setting it aside
*np! if I know anything about you'll is you'll do good! also what's his strength, so I can compare what Thara can do.* She sips her caffeine, "aah, I've never seen you here, are you new?"
*Considering he is a robotic being and doesn't get tired like humans, its around 25 while the multiplier is +10*
"I think I am" he chirped and grinned "Im hornet-58, pleasure to meet you"
*hers is 19 so maybe push the boulder on a good roll* "Thara, nice to meet you to" she puts a hand out."
He crouches down and sticks one of his gauntlet like fingers to shake back.
*Lol, he's 6'7-6'8*
*She 6'11", she'd be crouching.*
*-WHEEZE-*
*Ignore what I wrote then*
He looks up at her and chuckles, shaking her hand
*yeah I may have taken "Dragonborn's are well over 6 feet tall" a little literally, oh well she's just a shaq for dragonborns or my dragonborns are T A L L * "So Is there a reason you moving the boulders?"
*XD*
"Making a path and stuff" he chirped again
"Oh that's nice, I'd ask to help but I'm not a warforged."
"Im not a warforge, Im a Robot. Not a materiel made to serve"
"Ah, So a warforged, but not for war, so just a forged." She giggles at her attempt at a joke.
Krathian is eating breakfast and drinking a concerningly large cup of coffee. His conversation with E last night had given him an idea as to what to do with himself: help kids.
Jim is cooking breakfast, sticking freshly cooked bacon and cheese on sesame seed bagels he baked last night. He sets it all out on the table with a large jug of milk.
*Lol. Not really what she meant, but ok*
*Ik, but what can I say, he's suffering from depression and needs something to do*
*Fair enough. E isnt great with kids*
*lol neither is Krathian*
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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.
*good morning everyone, I am in a bit of a panicky mood right now because i have presentations, tests, and a job interview today. Please do wish me luck*
Oval was going to be in stasis because im sending them on a adventure.
Adder was laying in the slightly premia-frozen grass. He was staring at the sky and holding up his hands to the sky to block out the sun above him. He closed one eye and sighed, trying to block the sun from blinding him.
Allison was outside. She was shining a pure light from her hand, melting the frost off of her small garden out in the iron desert. She chuckled as a small fower bloomed upwards as if to say "hello and thank you!"
Hornet was jogging outside. He was testing his strength by moving heavy boulders that were in the way of a path he was creating behind the tavern.
*Good luck*
Andrew is watching Hornet with interest
Keros is reading a probably cursed book
*Slot open,probably going to be filled soon*
Hornet turns his head and spies Andrew watching him before walking over. *Hornet is built to be buff and height is 6'7-6'8*
*Andrew's like 5'4*
Andrew looks up at him:"Uh..Hi?"
"Hi!" It chirped back, a grin on its face
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*good morning everyone, I am in a bit of a panicky mood right now because i have presentations, tests, and a job interview today. Please do wish me luck*
Oval was going to be in stasis because im sending them on a adventure.
Adder was laying in the slightly premia-frozen grass. He was staring at the sky and holding up his hands to the sky to block out the sun above him. He closed one eye and sighed, trying to block the sun from blinding him.
Allison was outside. She was shining a pure light from her hand, melting the frost off of her small garden out in the iron desert. She chuckled as a small fower bloomed upwards as if to say "hello and thank you!"
Hornet was jogging outside. He was testing his strength by moving heavy boulders that were in the way of a path he was creating behind the tavern.
*Good luck*
Andrew is watching Hornet with interest
Keros is reading a probably cursed book
*Slot open,probably going to be filled soon*
Hornet turns his head and spies Andrew watching him before walking over. *Hornet is built to be buff and height is 6'7-6'8*
*Andrew's like 5'4*
Andrew looks up at him:"Uh..Hi?"
"Hi!" It chirped back, a grin on its face
"Nice to meet ya."
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Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
[ He/him ] [Shout out to my 11 followers] [ If you think I haven't responded to something check my posts.]
Join Calius & Kothar industries. We have good pay, plus dental! see tavern for details
*good morning everyone, I am in a bit of a panicky mood right now because i have presentations, tests, and a job interview today. Please do wish me luck*
Oval was going to be in stasis because im sending them on a adventure.
Adder was laying in the slightly premia-frozen grass. He was staring at the sky and holding up his hands to the sky to block out the sun above him. He closed one eye and sighed, trying to block the sun from blinding him.
Allison was outside. She was shining a pure light from her hand, melting the frost off of her small garden out in the iron desert. She chuckled as a small fower bloomed upwards as if to say "hello and thank you!"
Hornet was jogging outside. He was testing his strength by moving heavy boulders that were in the way of a path he was creating behind the tavern.
*Good luck*
Andrew is watching Hornet with interest
Keros is reading a probably cursed book
*Slot open,probably going to be filled soon*
Hornet turns his head and spies Andrew watching him before walking over. *Hornet is built to be buff and height is 6'7-6'8*
*Andrew's like 5'4*
Andrew looks up at him:"Uh..Hi?"
"Hi!" It chirped back, a grin on its face
"Nice to meet ya."
"Same to you" it said before crouching down to eye level
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Krathian is eating breakfast and drinking a concerningly large cup of coffee. His conversation with E last night had given him an idea as to what to do with himself: help kids.
Jim is cooking breakfast, sticking freshly cooked bacon and cheese on sesame seed bagels he baked last night. He sets it all out on the table with a large jug of milk.
-Enter the dope of the season-
Allison watches him while sitting a mere feet away, not even trying to be sneaky or subtle.
He hands his dishes to Jim and stuffs his mug inside his coat. Unfortunately, he's not had much experience with children. He leans against a wall in the corner like a drug dealer and waits for some kids to show up.
"thats not creepy at all" she said and stood up, opening a white-leather bound book.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*good morning everyone, I am in a bit of a panicky mood right now because i have presentations, tests, and a job interview today. Please do wish me luck*
Oval was going to be in stasis because im sending them on a adventure.
Adder was laying in the slightly premia-frozen grass. He was staring at the sky and holding up his hands to the sky to block out the sun above him. He closed one eye and sighed, trying to block the sun from blinding him.
Allison was outside. She was shining a pure light from her hand, melting the frost off of her small garden out in the iron desert. She chuckled as a small fower bloomed upwards as if to say "hello and thank you!"
Hornet was jogging outside. He was testing his strength by moving heavy boulders that were in the way of a path he was creating behind the tavern.
Thara watches this, holding a cup of coffee "impressive." *also best of luck my dude, you got this.*
*Thank you :) *
Hornet picks up the boulder with ease and chuckles to himself before setting it aside
*np! if I know anything about you'll is you'll do good! also what's his strength, so I can compare what Thara can do.* She sips her caffeine, "aah, I've never seen you here, are you new?"
*Considering he is a robotic being and doesn't get tired like humans, its around 25 while the multiplier is +10*
"I think I am" he chirped and grinned "Im hornet-58, pleasure to meet you"
*hers is 19 so maybe push the boulder on a good roll* "Thara, nice to meet you to" she puts a hand out."
He crouches down and sticks one of his gauntlet like fingers to shake back.
*Lol, he's 6'7-6'8*
*She 6'11", she'd be crouching.*
*-WHEEZE-*
*Ignore what I wrote then*
He looks up at her and chuckles, shaking her hand
*yeah I may have taken "Dragonborn's are well over 6 feet tall" a little literally, oh well she's just a shaq for dragonborns or my dragonborns are T A L L * "So Is there a reason you moving the boulders?"
*XD*
"Making a path and stuff" he chirped again
"Oh that's nice, I'd ask to help but I'm not a warforged."
"Im not a warforge, Im a Robot. Not a materiel made to serve"
"Ah, So a warforged, but not for war, so just a forged." She giggles at her attempt at a joke.
He looked at her for a moment before speaking up "We were made for war because of but broke off and killed those who wished to imprison us"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
5' 11', light skin tone, pale green eyes, curly brown hair cut short. Flanne is usually dressed in light green robes over a sand colored jerkin with white pants and undershirt, looks like he could use a long rest at any given moment. He also wears a silver necklace with a stylized moon on it and similar piercings on his right ear. He his a silver armband hat he wears over his clothes on his right forearm. His jewelry glows when he casts a spell. He also has a scarf of similar tone to his jerkin, a Bag of Holding, a wooden staff with a silver bauble at one end. His face is mostly clear of stubble and Flanne prides himself of his cleanliness.
*Flanne looks pretty young* "The Invulnerable Coat of Arnd. It's supposed to be somewhere in "the belly of stars," wherever that is." Flanne slumps on the table, and a scroll rolls away.
He grabs it, then hands it back " 'Belly of the stars', hmm, is that a place?"
"Thanks, And I'm assuming so. My only lead is that a lair of an emerald dragon has the same name. Sadly, this emerald dragon hasn't been seen in over a century." Flanne groans and fiddles with his ring again.
"So it's died or become a recluse." They speak with speed and energy like there aren't problems in the world or around them, this is how they normally talk.
"I hope the former, because in life, this dragon, Raoulothim, is extremely paranoid." Flanne looks into Spectacle's eyes, a little jealous, and a little in awe of their carefree attitude.
*to clarify they do talk a little fast & with energy like say a show host, but it sounds without worry or doubts.* "Well if it's dead there's nothing guarding it so its a win-win is it not? Well maybe not for the dragon but." They smile
*Cutting the quote chain*
"Is there a library here? I've only been reviewing my own texts."
*yeah it's fine, you don't need to point it out, you can just do it.* "Yes, it's over... There keep going past there & you should get to it." He points over to it "Hey sugar, before you go what was with that look?" *tbh I have no idea what the layout of the tavern is.*
Enethia is lying on the roof. It looks as if shes been there overnight
Kalnor is in Hammerforge
Tikalae is doin stuff
The lightning storm outside is growing more aggressive, as the swords laugh
Valian peeks his head through the hatch *door or whatever you go through to walk up there.* "Ooh the roof."
*None of that. She flies up.*
*well I thought there was a way up from the inside, 0verkill, or Wolfe said that, idk point is he makes it up there, he does have wings*
*Nope. Not officially said ever* "Hello."
*Oh, dang, I just figured there was one... y'know.... because I'm stupid with architecture and figured there's like a set of stairs or a ladder somewhere that leads to it. Sorry for the misinformation, Phoenix.*
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Hornet turns his head and spies Andrew watching him before walking over. *Hornet is built to be buff and height is 6'7-6'8*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*to clarify they do talk a little fast & with energy like say a show host, but it sounds without worry or doubts.* "Well if it's dead there's nothing guarding it so its a win-win is it not? Well maybe not for the dragon but." They smile
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*Fair enough. E isnt great with kids*
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!
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*Ahahahahahahahahahah!*
*-Lawrence has gone insane, please ignore them as they build over twenty creepy characters and builds-*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Cutting the quote chain*
"Is there a library here? I've only been reviewing my own texts."
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.
*Andrew's like 5'4*
Andrew looks up at him:"Uh..Hi?"
Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
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*hmph, k then. let's say he flew.* He's breathing heavier from tiredness "need to stop trying to use these, Hi!"
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Welcome to the roof. What are you doing up here?"
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!
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He hands his dishes to Jim and stuffs his mug inside his coat. Unfortunately, he's not had much experience with children. He leans against a wall in the corner like a drug dealer and waits for some kids to show up.
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"
"Ah, So a warforged, but not for war, so just a forged." She giggles at her attempt at a joke.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*lol neither is Krathian*
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"
"Hi!" It chirped back, a grin on its face
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Nice to meet ya."
Naibs of Dune, I'm the supreme meowster of the cult of cats!, Head lobotomizer of the OIADSB cult, I've got a thieves guild, come join, Warlock main in D2.
Don't forget to love each other!
I play characters at taverns.
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He let's out a small chuckle, "Thought I saw something, it was a someone."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Same to you" it said before crouching down to eye level
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Okay, my mind has gotten semi normally active again, so I can focus a bit more here.*
Wyatt has discovered the wonders of chocolate cake.
Sharlene is eating some breakfast.
Wolfe is also eating some breakfast.
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"thats not creepy at all" she said and stood up, opening a white-leather bound book.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He looked at her for a moment before speaking up "We were made for war because of but broke off and killed those who wished to imprison us"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*yeah it's fine, you don't need to point it out, you can just do it.* "Yes, it's over... There keep going past there & you should get to it." He points over to it "Hey sugar, before you go what was with that look?" *tbh I have no idea what the layout of the tavern is.*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*Oh, dang, I just figured there was one... y'know.... because I'm stupid with architecture and figured there's like a set of stairs or a ladder somewhere that leads to it. Sorry for the misinformation, Phoenix.*
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.