*I assume Cyno went off, so putting Wolfe in a time warp.*
Wolfe is playing some music in her room.
Wyatt is snacking on his sugar cubes, watching the shadowy thing from the roof.
Sharlene is drinking.
*Is their door open? [Mischeviousness intensifies]*
*Yep.*
*Can i get her passive perception, or a perception check, whichever is easier :)*
*Passive is 23. :)*
*Oh yeah, thats high enough*
She notices a paper white figure watching her from the doorway, making some semblance of an attempt to hide
Wolfe looks at them for a bit, pausing and very obviously noticing.
They seem suprised they were noticed, looking around quickly for something to distract her with
Wolfe's room is fairly messy, various rock music related memorabilia is lying around, some rock band posters were on one wall, a pile of clothes in a corner, some papers spread out on a desk...
They rummage in their pockets for a second, before throwing a pop snap at the floor infront of her
Oval was inside. They were upstairs, looking at some sort of cat in the corner of the hallway. The cat narrowed it eyes, watching the axolotl dragon-born while flicking its tail. Oval sat down, a feet feet from the cat and reached out a hand to pet it. The act accepted and purred.
Allison is outside growing a magnificent display of curling vines up olden stone pillars and fruit tree's of every kind growing with such color that an artist would want to stop and draw for awhile. She smiled and unfolded her wings, Flying up and standing on a single pillar. In the middle of the ring of pillars was a simple table, most likely used for dining and such.
Oscar is walking downstairs. She wears a black crop-top, a pair of black jeans, metal-heeled boots, and her hair tied back with silvery wires. She carries a few books in her hands and yawns a bit. Bonk and Tink see and jump up, crawling up around her and on her shoulders, making their home there.
Ethan watches her from a table near a wall
She turns her head to meet his stare and chuckles, waving a bit
Ethan nods once and smirks slightly. He fidgets with a small purple orb that is the size of a golf ball.
She walks over, her companions eyeing the new person while their tails flick back and forth like cats. "Hi there" she said and grinned in a friendly manner.
"Hello." Ethan says as the orb glows a faint purple and starts to float.
"Who are you?" She asked. Tink dropped down and on to the table, curling up and watching Ethan. Bonk stayed perched on her shoulder.
"Ethan, Ethan Reuge. And you are?" he asks politely. He stows the orb inside of his cloak and looks at Tink curiously with his midnight blue eyes.
"Oscar Moonbeam" she said with a grin. She picked up Tink in her hands like a small kitten. "This is Tink, the sleepy one on my shoulder is her brother Bonk."
"Cool names."
"Thank you" she said and smiled again "Why were you staring at me?"
"Was I?"
She nods and chuckles "Its fine, I am a sight to behold"
"True." he mumbles. "Such a shame your in my black ops book though."
She narrows her eyes "Why are you following me?" She asked, her voice coming down to a whisper.
He smirks. "Assassination."
"For what exactly" She said "I cleaned up my act and stopped working for Alleck (a former Lich she worked for when she was 150)"
"Doesn't clear the record." he says. His hand slowly moves to a rapier on his hip.
Stealth: 18
*Hes very proficient in stealth*
preception: 17
His lip twitches slightly but thats all she can see
*Back for a bit everyone, I'm gonna bring back one of my older characters from back towards the beginning of the thread*
Out towards the firmament, a portal opens and ejects a bruised-looking halfling. He limps to the door of the tavern and orders himself a drink. He is short, even for a halfling, with sandy brown-blonde hair and several piercings, one on the left side of his nose and three in each ear, each occupied by a small golden ring. He wears a simple woolen grey sleeveless tunic and breeches of a similar make and color, both are oddly clean considering his battered state. No cry of pain nor shout of excitement crosses his lips as he crosses the threshold of the tavern door, instead, he maintains an inexplicably calm expression. He sits at the bar and orders himself rum.
Jim is taking lunch orders, indicated by a crude and badly spelled sign on the bar.
Krathian is working on a spell, a rather fun spell, and useful in certain circumstances. He is intently staring at his mathas-wood goblet.
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I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
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.
Vega is waking up (from ash and dust), ignore that, and goes off to check on the kids/make sure they're safe
Kai is [redacted for spoiler reasons]
Albwin is reading at a table
Xrorhran is talking to Oval and Wyatt.
Those two doing ok?
Oval found a tree that screamed and then a cat named Church, and Wyatt is eating sugar cubes that I'm trying to steal one and he's watching the big shadowy shape in the sky.
I'll stop by to see the tree and cat in a bit :)
OK! The cat doesn't like me. Oh, and the shape in the sky is weird. It's big and shadowy and far away and weird.
Thats concerning. Is there something in the sky?
It.... seems that way? Big not so scary dragon went up to check it out.
Oval was inside. They were upstairs, looking at some sort of cat in the corner of the hallway. The cat narrowed it eyes, watching the axolotl dragon-born while flicking its tail. Oval sat down, a feet feet from the cat and reached out a hand to pet it. The act accepted and purred.
Allison is outside growing a magnificent display of curling vines up olden stone pillars and fruit tree's of every kind growing with such color that an artist would want to stop and draw for awhile. She smiled and unfolded her wings, Flying up and standing on a single pillar. In the middle of the ring of pillars was a simple table, most likely used for dining and such.
Oscar is walking downstairs. She wears a black crop-top, a pair of black jeans, metal-heeled boots, and her hair tied back with silvery wires. She carries a few books in her hands and yawns a bit. Bonk and Tink see and jump up, crawling up around her and on her shoulders, making their home there.
Ethan watches her from a table near a wall
She turns her head to meet his stare and chuckles, waving a bit
Ethan nods once and smirks slightly. He fidgets with a small purple orb that is the size of a golf ball.
She walks over, her companions eyeing the new person while their tails flick back and forth like cats. "Hi there" she said and grinned in a friendly manner.
"Hello." Ethan says as the orb glows a faint purple and starts to float.
"Who are you?" She asked. Tink dropped down and on to the table, curling up and watching Ethan. Bonk stayed perched on her shoulder.
"Ethan, Ethan Reuge. And you are?" he asks politely. He stows the orb inside of his cloak and looks at Tink curiously with his midnight blue eyes.
"Oscar Moonbeam" she said with a grin. She picked up Tink in her hands like a small kitten. "This is Tink, the sleepy one on my shoulder is her brother Bonk."
"Cool names."
"Thank you" she said and smiled again "Why were you staring at me?"
"Was I?"
She nods and chuckles "Its fine, I am a sight to behold"
"True." he mumbles. "Such a shame your in my black ops book though."
She narrows her eyes "Why are you following me?" She asked, her voice coming down to a whisper.
He smirks. "Assassination."
"For what exactly" She said "I cleaned up my act and stopped working for Alleck (a former Lich she worked for when she was 150)"
"Doesn't clear the record." he says. His hand slowly moves to a rapier on his hip.
Stealth: 18
*Hes very proficient in stealth*
preception: 17
*OOF just one under*
She doesn't seem to notice anything. The Pseudodragons narrow their eyes, little snarls come out of their mouth
Soldaer's watching (Passive 25) Don't try anything, you fool. He speaks telepathically to Ethan
Oval was inside. They were upstairs, looking at some sort of cat in the corner of the hallway. The cat narrowed it eyes, watching the axolotl dragon-born while flicking its tail. Oval sat down, a feet feet from the cat and reached out a hand to pet it. The act accepted and purred.
Allison is outside growing a magnificent display of curling vines up olden stone pillars and fruit tree's of every kind growing with such color that an artist would want to stop and draw for awhile. She smiled and unfolded her wings, Flying up and standing on a single pillar. In the middle of the ring of pillars was a simple table, most likely used for dining and such.
Oscar is walking downstairs. She wears a black crop-top, a pair of black jeans, metal-heeled boots, and her hair tied back with silvery wires. She carries a few books in her hands and yawns a bit. Bonk and Tink see and jump up, crawling up around her and on her shoulders, making their home there.
Xrorhran pops up behind Oval. Hi!
Oval looks up and smiles "Hiya!"
"How are you? What's the cat? Did I hear you screaming earlier?"
"I don't know that cats name but It looks like a Church so I shall it Church." They said and grinned "Me and Q'il found a tree that screams"
"Huh. I grew up in a church. A tree that screams? Cool!"
"It hurt my ears through" Oval said and chuckled, picking a church up who stared at people judgingly
Xrorhran pets the cat. And then jerks back when it probably hisses at them.
Oval shushes Church (Who is a pure what cat with fluffy fur and tail. It is a She with blue eyes)
Xrorhran looks sad. "Cats don't like me much..."
"Its ok, Church is a grumpy kitty"
"I think it's because I'm part spider..."
"Do you like my friend because she is half spider?" Oval asked Church who simply flicked her tail
"It's fine... I just want to cuddle one! They're so furry and cute!"
Oval hands church over who appears to not care either way
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Oval was inside. They were upstairs, looking at some sort of cat in the corner of the hallway. The cat narrowed it eyes, watching the axolotl dragon-born while flicking its tail. Oval sat down, a feet feet from the cat and reached out a hand to pet it. The act accepted and purred.
Allison is outside growing a magnificent display of curling vines up olden stone pillars and fruit tree's of every kind growing with such color that an artist would want to stop and draw for awhile. She smiled and unfolded her wings, Flying up and standing on a single pillar. In the middle of the ring of pillars was a simple table, most likely used for dining and such.
Oscar is walking downstairs. She wears a black crop-top, a pair of black jeans, metal-heeled boots, and her hair tied back with silvery wires. She carries a few books in her hands and yawns a bit. Bonk and Tink see and jump up, crawling up around her and on her shoulders, making their home there.
Ethan watches her from a table near a wall
She turns her head to meet his stare and chuckles, waving a bit
Ethan nods once and smirks slightly. He fidgets with a small purple orb that is the size of a golf ball.
She walks over, her companions eyeing the new person while their tails flick back and forth like cats. "Hi there" she said and grinned in a friendly manner.
"Hello." Ethan says as the orb glows a faint purple and starts to float.
"Who are you?" She asked. Tink dropped down and on to the table, curling up and watching Ethan. Bonk stayed perched on her shoulder.
"Ethan, Ethan Reuge. And you are?" he asks politely. He stows the orb inside of his cloak and looks at Tink curiously with his midnight blue eyes.
"Oscar Moonbeam" she said with a grin. She picked up Tink in her hands like a small kitten. "This is Tink, the sleepy one on my shoulder is her brother Bonk."
"Cool names."
"Thank you" she said and smiled again "Why were you staring at me?"
"Was I?"
She nods and chuckles "Its fine, I am a sight to behold"
"True." he mumbles. "Such a shame your in my black ops book though."
She narrows her eyes "Why are you following me?" She asked, her voice coming down to a whisper.
He smirks. "Assassination."
"For what exactly" She said "I cleaned up my act and stopped working for Alleck (a former Lich she worked for when she was 150)"
"Doesn't clear the record." he says. His hand slowly moves to a rapier on his hip.
Stealth: 18
*Hes very proficient in stealth*
preception: 17
*OOF just one under*
She doesn't seem to notice anything. The Pseudodragons narrow their eyes, little snarls come out of their mouth
Soldaer's watching (Passive 25) Don't try anything, you fool. He speaks telepathically to Ethan
Dont mess with me or the Brotherhood or you will be next on my black ops book.
A large shadow passes over the tavern, then again a few moments later. Something appears to be circling above, thousands of feet in the air, blocking out the sun every few seconds
Phantom looks up from his discussion with Theren's ghost. (Passive perception 34, or 37 perception check.)
Its... Hard to tell from this distance what it is, but its definitely a huge winged creature...
Phantom peers at it a bit closer, before decided to get a closer look. With a sudden flurry of motion, he takes off, climbing rapidly towards it.
*Speed? Dashing?*
*120 ft fly speed, and yes, dashing*
After around a minute, he can see it a bit more clearly. It looks like a large grey bird, with glowing blue patterns on the undersides of its wings. Something also appears to be on its back. Hes about 1000 ft away now
Phantom slows down now (No longer dashing, but still full flight speed), but continues to move closer.
Around 500 ft away, it looks to him and nods. The thing on its back seems to be some sort of black box, around 7' by 5'
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They rummage in their pockets for a second, before throwing a pop snap at the floor infront of her
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
His lip twitches slightly but thats all she can see
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
*Back for a bit everyone, I'm gonna bring back one of my older characters from back towards the beginning of the thread*
Out towards the firmament, a portal opens and ejects a bruised-looking halfling. He limps to the door of the tavern and orders himself a drink. He is short, even for a halfling, with sandy brown-blonde hair and several piercings, one on the left side of his nose and three in each ear, each occupied by a small golden ring. He wears a simple woolen grey sleeveless tunic and breeches of a similar make and color, both are oddly clean considering his battered state. No cry of pain nor shout of excitement crosses his lips as he crosses the threshold of the tavern door, instead, he maintains an inexplicably calm expression. He sits at the bar and orders himself rum.
Jim is taking lunch orders, indicated by a crude and badly spelled sign on the bar.
Krathian is working on a spell, a rather fun spell, and useful in certain circumstances. He is intently staring at his mathas-wood goblet.
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"
"..." *Gtg, got tests today.*
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
Vega pats him on the shoulder, "Hopefully you feel less tired later,"
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
Flanne giggles madly and rushes to his room. He has left a scroll on the table in his rush.
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.
Vega comes out and looks up at the sky
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
She raises a hand, a Dagger appears in her hand. "If we are going to start a fight, i suggest we move outside."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Soldaer's watching (Passive 25) Don't try anything, you fool. He speaks telepathically to Ethan
Oval hands church over who appears to not care either way
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
His head droops onto the table and he falls asleep
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"Bring it. I'm a trained assassin."
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
Dont mess with me or the Brotherhood or you will be next on my black ops book.
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
She narrows her eyes and walks out politely, holding the door open for him
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Vega covers him with a blanket
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
Ethan follows and walks out of the protection of the tavern. He raises his hood and mask. He then draws two rapiers and bows dramatically.
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
Do you want some assistance, dear? Don't doubt my fighting prowess, or Shade's.
He pulls the blanket closer and snores lightly
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
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)
You may come if you like to spectate but otherwise i should be fine. Thank you the offer love.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]