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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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.
(7th level Cure wounds: 38)
(HP: 189/202)
She seems to be in less pain now, still a little sore but in less pain. She sits up, examining her spot from where she was and staring her blood that soaked through the fabric of the couch. "I might have to pay them for a new sofa" she joked, knowing she would pay anyways.
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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?
Yeah, but never on accident, and never an innocent.
How do you determine their innocence? Can you see into their heart? Their soul? Their future actions?
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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
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"
*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
-confused Wolfe.mp3-
They slowly reach inside and grab a CD (I think those exist)
"What are you doing here?"
They freeze up for a second, then look back at her, "Nothing...."
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"
He quickly inspects the wounds.
Investigation: 22
*Thatd be medicine....*
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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)
"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.”
"I always have poison on me."
*Ahh, timewarp. That poison is a grey dust now*
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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.
Fin walks over and clears his throat. "Need a little help with that?"
"You look like your in pain yourself there friend" she said and chuckled. *If i am right, this is the halfling yes?* She points to Soldaer and Osmar "Osmar, Soldaer, meet halfling"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"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.”
"I always have poison on me."
Atemos holds out a hand. “Give me a little bit. Maybe it’ll convince you this isn’t the best idea.”
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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
Phantom notices this, and calls telepathically, in common, to whoever is inside. How do you open this thing?
A female voice responds That depends on who the hell is asking 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.
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.
(7th level Cure wounds: 38)
(HP: 189/202)
She seems to be in less pain now, still a little sore but in less pain. She sits up, examining her spot from where she was and staring her blood that soaked through the fabric of the couch. "I might have to pay them for a new sofa" she joked, knowing she would pay anyways.
Soldaer chuckles. "With how many magic users are in here, I'm sure someone can clean it up." He looks her over again. "If you need it, I have more spells ready that I can use."
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?"
"You look like your in pain yourself there friend" she said and chuckled. *If i am right, this is the halfling yes?* She points to Soldaer and Osmar "Osmar, Soldaer, meet halfling"
"I'm alright, three days off of a painful crash." he rolls his shoulder and cracks his neck. "I'm Fin, no magician but I'm actually a medic. So, y'know, I can help..."
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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.
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
Phantom notices this, and calls telepathically, in common, to whoever is inside. How do you open this thing?
A female voice responds That depends on who the hell is asking me
Phantom chuckles. I'm called Phantom. Full name is Phantomizakell, but no one really calls me that. I'm a dragon, and was trying to get your mount to land, but it won't out of concern for you, I'm presuming.
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.
(7th level Cure wounds: 38)
(HP: 189/202)
She seems to be in less pain now, still a little sore but in less pain. She sits up, examining her spot from where she was and staring her blood that soaked through the fabric of the couch. "I might have to pay them for a new sofa" she joked, knowing she would pay anyways.
Soldaer chuckles. "With how many magic users are in here, I'm sure someone can clean it up." He looks her over again. "If you need it, I have more spells ready that I can use."
She chuckles "Ill be fine, besides i need something to do inside while i heal" she said and smiled. She reached up and plucked Tink off of his head and petted the Pseudodragon.
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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?
Yeah, but never on accident, and never an innocent.
How do you determine their innocence? Can you see into their heart? Their soul? Their future actions?
When a drug dealer shoots your friends for not having the right amount of money, you kinda can tell when someone isn't innocent. She mentally growled.
Mm did I upset you? What if your friends deserved it? Really shouldn’t be buying things they can’t pay for.
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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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(HP: 189/202)
She seems to be in less pain now, still a little sore but in less pain. She sits up, examining her spot from where she was and staring her blood that soaked through the fabric of the couch. "I might have to pay them for a new sofa" she joked, knowing she would pay anyways.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
How do you determine their innocence? Can you see into their heart? Their soul? Their future actions?
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He quickly inspects the wounds.
Investigation: 13
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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.
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"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
"I always have poison on me."
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*Thatd be medicine....*
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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When a drug dealer shoots your friends for not having the right amount of money, you kinda can tell when someone isn't innocent. She mentally growled.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Phantom notices this, and calls telepathically, in common, to whoever is inside. How do you open this thing?
*Ahh, timewarp. That poison is a grey dust now*
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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"You look like your in pain yourself there friend" she said and chuckled. *If i am right, this is the halfling yes?* She points to Soldaer and Osmar "Osmar, Soldaer, meet halfling"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Atemos holds out a hand. “Give me a little bit. Maybe it’ll convince you this isn’t the best idea.”
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A female voice responds That depends on who the hell is asking me
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A poison vial drops from the ceiling.
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Soldaer chuckles. "With how many magic users are in here, I'm sure someone can clean it up." He looks her over again. "If you need it, I have more spells ready that I can use."
"I'm alright, three days off of a painful crash." he rolls his shoulder and cracks his neck. "I'm Fin, no magician but I'm actually a medic. So, y'know, I can help..."
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"
Phantom chuckles. I'm called Phantom. Full name is Phantomizakell, but no one really calls me that. I'm a dragon, and was trying to get your mount to land, but it won't out of concern for you, I'm presuming.
She chuckles "Ill be fine, besides i need something to do inside while i heal" she said and smiled. She reached up and plucked Tink off of his head and petted the Pseudodragon.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Mm did I upset you? What if your friends deserved it? Really shouldn’t be buying things they can’t pay for.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
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