Oscar comes back into the tavern. She limps a little. Cuts cover her chest and stomach as she had been almost sliced open. She winces as she flops down on a sofa, having little care if she bleeds through the cushions and fabric. Tink and Bonk accompany her and boop her face to keep her awake.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
“Wonderful prank, but why would an assassin tell their target they’re going to kill them?”
"Because we know how and when we kill our targets." the assassins seat is empty.
Atemos closed his eyes, smiling. “Do it then. Kill me.”
"Well we would have to be outside this magical protection."
“Mhm. What do you know about me?”
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Oscar comes back into the tavern. She limps a little. Cuts cover her chest and stomach as she had been almost sliced open. She winces as she flops down on a sofa, having little care if she bleeds through the cushions and fabric. Tink and Bonk accompany her and boop her face to keep her awake.
*disabling Theren*
Osmar walks over. "Dear gods. What happened?" he asks as he pulls out some medical supplies
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'
Phantom nods back and comes closer, until he's in telepathic range What brings you here? He asks in draconic.
It tilts its head, seeming to understand, but no response is heard
Phantom nods. Come. You'll be safe near the tavern. With that, Phantom banks and dives back down toward the tavern.
It dives, following, and a small shriek is heard momentarily from the box
After about a minute, Phantom opens his wings, slowing his descent about 200 feet above the tavern, and he starts circling the tavern until he lands near the training field.
It continues circling, around 30 feet up
Phantom looks up, and cocks his head. You don't want to land?
It shakes its head, motioning to the box
You're carrying a prisoner?
It shakes its head again
Phantom thinks about this for a minute. You have a passenger, that much I know. Do you need help with getting him or her off?
It nods
Phantom nods, smiling. I'll see what I can do. He shifts back to his elf form, and teleports onto it's back. (He has Far Step as an innate 3/day)
Oscar comes back into the tavern. She limps a little. Cuts cover her chest and stomach as she had been almost sliced open. She winces as she flops down on a sofa, having little care if she bleeds through the cushions and fabric. Tink and Bonk accompany her and boop her face to keep her awake.
Soldaer walks directly over to her. You did amazing, dear. Now though, I'm guessing you wouldn't say no to a bit of healing magic, would you? He asks, joking to cover up his concern at her wounds.
Oscar comes back into the tavern. She limps a little. Cuts cover her chest and stomach as she had been almost sliced open. She winces as she flops down on a sofa, having little care if she bleeds through the cushions and fabric. Tink and Bonk accompany her and boop her face to keep her awake.
*disabling Theren*
Osmar walks over. "Dear gods. What happened?" he asks as he pulls out some medical supplies
She waves slightly "Hi there" she said "Hm yes, i appear to be damaged no?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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'
Phantom nods back and comes closer, until he's in telepathic range What brings you here? He asks in draconic.
It tilts its head, seeming to understand, but no response is heard
Phantom nods. Come. You'll be safe near the tavern. With that, Phantom banks and dives back down toward the tavern.
It dives, following, and a small shriek is heard momentarily from the box
After about a minute, Phantom opens his wings, slowing his descent about 200 feet above the tavern, and he starts circling the tavern until he lands near the training field.
It continues circling, around 30 feet up
Phantom looks up, and cocks his head. You don't want to land?
It shakes its head, motioning to the box
You're carrying a prisoner?
It shakes its head again
Phantom thinks about this for a minute. You have a passenger, that much I know. Do you need help with getting him or her off?
It nods
Phantom nods, smiling. I'll see what I can do. He shifts back to his elf form, and teleports onto it's back. (He has Far Step as an innate 3/day)
It mostly seems a solid box, though one part has an engraved outline looking like itd be a doorway, but theres no handle or anything
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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)
Oscar comes back into the tavern. She limps a little. Cuts cover her chest and stomach as she had been almost sliced open. She winces as she flops down on a sofa, having little care if she bleeds through the cushions and fabric. Tink and Bonk accompany her and boop her face to keep her awake.
*disabling Theren*
Osmar walks over. "Dear gods. What happened?" he asks as he pulls out some medical supplies
She waves slightly "Hi there" she said "Hm yes, i appear to be damaged no?"
"Yes you do." he says with a frown. "May I help?" he asks holding up bandages
Oscar comes back into the tavern. She limps a little. Cuts cover her chest and stomach as she had been almost sliced open. She winces as she flops down on a sofa, having little care if she bleeds through the cushions and fabric. Tink and Bonk accompany her and boop her face to keep her awake.
Soldaer walks directly over to her. You did amazing, dear. Now though, I'm guessing you wouldn't say no to a bit of healing magic, would you? He asks, joking to cover up his concern at her wounds.
She smiles "Why thank and yes i would please, as fast as possible" she said. Tink flaps her wings and lands on Soldaer's head while Bonk sits on Shade's back like a tiny dragon cowbot riding off into the sunset on the giant fey beast.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Her hand went back to normal. "Didn't I ever tell you? I could have sworn I did. I'm a werewolf."
She hears a soft snarling sound. Make a WIS save.
4
Fail. She’s subject to the rules of Dominate Monster. Helloooo there~ What’s a mangy puppy like you doing out here?
Who are you? What are you doing?
Consider me a friend who will finally get rid of that curse for you.
What?
That werewolf curse of yours. Does it bother you?
I got it under control, I just gotta not turn all the way. What do you even care for?
It’s a sickness. A virus. You’ll have it under control and then… have you ever killed someone?
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
“Wonderful prank, but why would an assassin tell their target they’re going to kill them?”
"Because we know how and when we kill our targets." the assassins seat is empty.
Atemos closed his eyes, smiling. “Do it then. Kill me.”
"Well we would have to be outside this magical protection."
“Mhm. What do you know about me?”
"Everything. Well mostly everything."
“Then you know I can’t die.”
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Oscar comes back into the tavern. She limps a little. Cuts cover her chest and stomach as she had been almost sliced open. She winces as she flops down on a sofa, having little care if she bleeds through the cushions and fabric. Tink and Bonk accompany her and boop her face to keep her awake.
*disabling Theren*
Osmar walks over. "Dear gods. What happened?" he asks as he pulls out some medical supplies
She waves slightly "Hi there" she said "Hm yes, i appear to be damaged no?"
"Yes you do." he says with a frown. "May I help?" he asks holding up bandages
She shrugs "Sure, its not like im going to die yet, maybe by bleeding out but sure"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Oscar comes back into the tavern. She limps a little. Cuts cover her chest and stomach as she had been almost sliced open. She winces as she flops down on a sofa, having little care if she bleeds through the cushions and fabric. Tink and Bonk accompany her and boop her face to keep her awake.
Soldaer walks directly over to her. You did amazing, dear. Now though, I'm guessing you wouldn't say no to a bit of healing magic, would you? He asks, joking to cover up his concern at her wounds.
She smiles "Why thank and yes i would please, as fast as possible" she said. Tink flaps her wings and lands on Soldaer's head while Bonk sits on Shade's back like a tiny dragon cowbot riding off into the sunset on the giant fey beast.
Soldaer glances over at them quickly, and chuckles at their continued antics, before turning his attention back to Oscar. He lays a hand on her chest, where most of the wounds seem to be, and his hands starts glowing slightly as he mutters a few words in druidic under his breath.
"Everyone can die. Sometimes it just takes a while."
”Do you have any poison on you? I can go outside and drink it if you’re really unconvinced.”
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Oscar comes back into the tavern. She limps a little. Cuts cover her chest and stomach as she had been almost sliced open. She winces as she flops down on a sofa, having little care if she bleeds through the cushions and fabric. Tink and Bonk accompany her and boop her face to keep her awake.
Fin walks over and clears his throat. "Need a little help with that?"
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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.
Oscar comes back into the tavern. She limps a little. Cuts cover her chest and stomach as she had been almost sliced open. She winces as she flops down on a sofa, having little care if she bleeds through the cushions and fabric. Tink and Bonk accompany her and boop her face to keep her awake.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
I got it under control, I just gotta not turn all the way. What do you even care for?
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.
“Mhm. What do you know about me?”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*disabling Theren*
Osmar walks over. "Dear gods. What happened?" he asks as he pulls out some medical supplies
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
Phantom begins to carefully examine it.
23 investigation
"Everything. Well mostly everything."
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
Soldaer walks directly over to her. You did amazing, dear. Now though, I'm guessing you wouldn't say no to a bit of healing magic, would you? He asks, joking to cover up his concern at her wounds.
She waves slightly "Hi there" she said "Hm yes, i appear to be damaged no?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
It mostly seems a solid box, though one part has an engraved outline looking like itd be a doorway, but theres no handle or anything
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)
"Yes you do." he says with a frown. "May I help?" he asks holding up bandages
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
She smiles "Why thank and yes i would please, as fast as possible" she said. Tink flaps her wings and lands on Soldaer's head while Bonk sits on Shade's back like a tiny dragon cowbot riding off into the sunset on the giant fey beast.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
It’s a sickness. A virus. You’ll have it under control and then… have you ever killed someone?
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
“Then you know I can’t die.”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"Everyone can die. Sometimes it just takes a while."
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
She shrugs "Sure, its not like im going to die yet, maybe by bleeding out but sure"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Soldaer glances over at them quickly, and chuckles at their continued antics, before turning his attention back to Oscar. He lays a hand on her chest, where most of the wounds seem to be, and his hands starts glowing slightly as he mutters a few words in druidic under his breath.
(7th level Cure wounds: 39)
”Do you have any poison on you? I can go outside and drink it if you’re really unconvinced.”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Fin walks over and clears his throat. "Need a little help with that?"
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"
Yeah, but never on accident, and never an innocent.
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.
*Three different characters all offering to help Oscar...lol.*