Avery walks into the tavern, followed by a girl of around fifteen. She wears an elegant dress, and has dark hair and green eyes. But her skin is marred by a web of fiery cracks, which mar her beauty.
*KHHHNFHBVGJNN*
*Yes?*
*Yes.* Kalnor waves to both
She waves back, a bit nervous and a bit frustrated.
"Hi! Is something wrong?"
"No. Yes. I don't really know..."
"Do... You want to talk about it?"
"I'm not sure."
"... You know.... You look like someone who could get some good use out of this." He holds out a mirror to her, seeming to focus very hard for a.moment
"I... I know what I look like! You don't have to tease me about it!"
He shakes his head "Sorry... Thats... Not what I was trying to do... Just... Take it. I dont really need it"
"Why do you think I should have it? I don't want to see myself."
"Then you can give it to someone else later. Just... Please take it"
"If you're sure..." She takes the mirror.
A voiceless telepathy: (Hello? My brother said to tell you 'blink twice if youre in danger'. Youre speaking to Enethia.)
What is this? Who are you? Is this magic? Are you the mirror? How can a mirror have a brother?
(Im a person connected to the mirror. Its similar to magic. And as I said before, names Enethia. Are you alright?)
Oh. I'm Valitya. I... don't know if I'm okay.
(Did something happen? Whats making you unsure?)
I was kidnapped and taken here. I don't know why.
(Kidnapped?! Do you want to be put somewhere safe?)
I don't know. I've been here before, but someone wants something with me, and I don't know what.
(... Ill be down in a second. Youll feel a hand on your arm, and Im going to teleport us into my room, alright?)
Oh... okay.
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Avery walks into the tavern, followed by a girl of around fifteen. She wears an elegant dress, and has dark hair and green eyes. But her skin is marred by a web of fiery cracks, which mar her beauty.
*KHHHNFHBVGJNN*
*Yes?*
*Yes.* Kalnor waves to both
"Evening mister."
"Hi! Who are you?"
"I'm avery."
"Hi, Avery! What brings you here?"
"A portal,"
"I... More meant that as a what draws you to this place. More a why do you come here"
"Oh, i was bringing the girl here."
"Why?"
"Why do you need to know that?"
"Well... Im just curious. Seems like a strange reason"
"I was asked to."
"By who?"
"Uhh, i shouldn't say to be honest."
"... Why not?"
He looks around quickly before leaning in, "I cannot remember his name right now"
"Oh... Can you describe him?"
"Uhhh, no..."
"Why?"
"Why do i need a reason?" Avery asks, tilting his head
"Im... Just wondering why youd be unable to describe them"
"...I have one good eye and my memories bad. Its hard as it is,"
"Oh.. They just asked you to escort her here?"
"Uhh, yes." Avery nods
"Do you... Know why?"
"Nope, he just told me to pick her up and bring her here." He smiles
*Avery's wisdom is low....*
"Hm... And what are they giving you for it?"
"Uh, i'm repaying him for helping me earlier. Course, if he's doing something mean i can't exactly let that happen in good will."
"Whatd he do to help you?"
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Avery walks into the tavern, followed by a girl of around fifteen. She wears an elegant dress, and has dark hair and green eyes. But her skin is marred by a web of fiery cracks, which mar her beauty.
*KHHHNFHBVGJNN*
*Yes?*
*Yes.* Kalnor waves to both
She waves back, a bit nervous and a bit frustrated.
"Hi! Is something wrong?"
"No. Yes. I don't really know..."
"Do... You want to talk about it?"
"I'm not sure."
"... You know.... You look like someone who could get some good use out of this." He holds out a mirror to her, seeming to focus very hard for a.moment
"I... I know what I look like! You don't have to tease me about it!"
He shakes his head "Sorry... Thats... Not what I was trying to do... Just... Take it. I dont really need it"
"Why do you think I should have it? I don't want to see myself."
"Then you can give it to someone else later. Just... Please take it"
"If you're sure..." She takes the mirror.
A voiceless telepathy: (Hello? My brother said to tell you 'blink twice if youre in danger'. Youre speaking to Enethia.)
What is this? Who are you? Is this magic? Are you the mirror? How can a mirror have a brother?
(Im a person connected to the mirror. Its similar to magic. And as I said before, names Enethia. Are you alright?)
Oh. I'm Valitya. I... don't know if I'm okay.
(Did something happen? Whats making you unsure?)
I was kidnapped and taken here. I don't know why.
(Kidnapped?! Do you want to be put somewhere safe?)
I don't know. I've been here before, but someone wants something with me, and I don't know what.
(... Ill be down in a second. Youll feel a hand on your arm, and Im going to teleport us into my room, alright?)
Avery walks into the tavern, followed by a girl of around fifteen. She wears an elegant dress, and has dark hair and green eyes. But her skin is marred by a web of fiery cracks, which mar her beauty.
*KHHHNFHBVGJNN*
*Yes?*
*Yes.* Kalnor waves to both
She waves back, a bit nervous and a bit frustrated.
"Hi! Is something wrong?"
"No. Yes. I don't really know..."
"Do... You want to talk about it?"
"I'm not sure."
"... You know.... You look like someone who could get some good use out of this." He holds out a mirror to her, seeming to focus very hard for a.moment
"I... I know what I look like! You don't have to tease me about it!"
He shakes his head "Sorry... Thats... Not what I was trying to do... Just... Take it. I dont really need it"
"Why do you think I should have it? I don't want to see myself."
"Then you can give it to someone else later. Just... Please take it"
"If you're sure..." She takes the mirror.
A voiceless telepathy: (Hello? My brother said to tell you 'blink twice if youre in danger'. Youre speaking to Enethia.)
What is this? Who are you? Is this magic? Are you the mirror? How can a mirror have a brother?
(Im a person connected to the mirror. Its similar to magic. And as I said before, names Enethia. Are you alright?)
Oh. I'm Valitya. I... don't know if I'm okay.
(Did something happen? Whats making you unsure?)
I was kidnapped and taken here. I don't know why.
(Kidnapped?! Do you want to be put somewhere safe?)
I don't know. I've been here before, but someone wants something with me, and I don't know what.
(... Ill be down in a second. Youll feel a hand on your arm, and Im going to teleport us into my room, alright?)
Oh... okay.
Around 20 seconds later, she feels a hand on her arm, and a clearly faked voice says "Up [1 story] feet, right 15" If willing, she is teleported
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Avery walks into the tavern, followed by a girl of around fifteen. She wears an elegant dress, and has dark hair and green eyes. But her skin is marred by a web of fiery cracks, which mar her beauty.
*KHHHNFHBVGJNN*
*Yes?*
*Yes.* Kalnor waves to both
"Evening mister."
"Hi! Who are you?"
"I'm avery."
"Hi, Avery! What brings you here?"
"A portal,"
"I... More meant that as a what draws you to this place. More a why do you come here"
"Oh, i was bringing the girl here."
"Why?"
"Why do you need to know that?"
"Well... Im just curious. Seems like a strange reason"
"I was asked to."
"By who?"
"Uhh, i shouldn't say to be honest."
"... Why not?"
He looks around quickly before leaning in, "I cannot remember his name right now"
"Oh... Can you describe him?"
"Uhhh, no..."
"Why?"
"Why do i need a reason?" Avery asks, tilting his head
"Im... Just wondering why youd be unable to describe them"
"...I have one good eye and my memories bad. Its hard as it is,"
"Oh.. They just asked you to escort her here?"
"Uhh, yes." Avery nods
"Do you... Know why?"
"Nope, he just told me to pick her up and bring her here." He smiles
*Avery's wisdom is low....*
"Hm... And what are they giving you for it?"
"Uh, i'm repaying him for helping me earlier. Course, if he's doing something mean i can't exactly let that happen in good will."
Avery walks into the tavern, followed by a girl of around fifteen. She wears an elegant dress, and has dark hair and green eyes. But her skin is marred by a web of fiery cracks, which mar her beauty.
*KHHHNFHBVGJNN*
*Yes?*
*Yes.* Kalnor waves to both
"Evening mister."
"Hi! Who are you?"
"I'm avery."
"Hi, Avery! What brings you here?"
"A portal,"
"I... More meant that as a what draws you to this place. More a why do you come here"
"Oh, i was bringing the girl here."
"Why?"
"Why do you need to know that?"
"Well... Im just curious. Seems like a strange reason"
"I was asked to."
"By who?"
"Uhh, i shouldn't say to be honest."
"... Why not?"
He looks around quickly before leaning in, "I cannot remember his name right now"
"Oh... Can you describe him?"
"Uhhh, no..."
"Why?"
"Why do i need a reason?" Avery asks, tilting his head
"Im... Just wondering why youd be unable to describe them"
"...I have one good eye and my memories bad. Its hard as it is,"
"Oh.. They just asked you to escort her here?"
"Uhh, yes." Avery nods
"Do you... Know why?"
"Nope, he just told me to pick her up and bring her here." He smiles
*Avery's wisdom is low....*
"Hm... And what are they giving you for it?"
"Uh, i'm repaying him for helping me earlier. Course, if he's doing something mean i can't exactly let that happen in good will."
"Whatd he do to help you?"
"Saved my life."
"Oh... Yeah, thats pretty big... Why do you think he wants her here?"
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Avery walks into the tavern, followed by a girl of around fifteen. She wears an elegant dress, and has dark hair and green eyes. But her skin is marred by a web of fiery cracks, which mar her beauty.
*KHHHNFHBVGJNN*
*Yes?*
*Yes.* Kalnor waves to both
She waves back, a bit nervous and a bit frustrated.
"Hi! Is something wrong?"
"No. Yes. I don't really know..."
"Do... You want to talk about it?"
"I'm not sure."
"... You know.... You look like someone who could get some good use out of this." He holds out a mirror to her, seeming to focus very hard for a.moment
"I... I know what I look like! You don't have to tease me about it!"
He shakes his head "Sorry... Thats... Not what I was trying to do... Just... Take it. I dont really need it"
"Why do you think I should have it? I don't want to see myself."
"Then you can give it to someone else later. Just... Please take it"
"If you're sure..." She takes the mirror.
A voiceless telepathy: (Hello? My brother said to tell you 'blink twice if youre in danger'. Youre speaking to Enethia.)
What is this? Who are you? Is this magic? Are you the mirror? How can a mirror have a brother?
(Im a person connected to the mirror. Its similar to magic. And as I said before, names Enethia. Are you alright?)
Oh. I'm Valitya. I... don't know if I'm okay.
(Did something happen? Whats making you unsure?)
I was kidnapped and taken here. I don't know why.
(Kidnapped?! Do you want to be put somewhere safe?)
I don't know. I've been here before, but someone wants something with me, and I don't know what.
(... Ill be down in a second. Youll feel a hand on your arm, and Im going to teleport us into my room, alright?)
Avery walks into the tavern, followed by a girl of around fifteen. She wears an elegant dress, and has dark hair and green eyes. But her skin is marred by a web of fiery cracks, which mar her beauty.
*KHHHNFHBVGJNN*
*Yes?*
*Yes.* Kalnor waves to both
She waves back, a bit nervous and a bit frustrated.
"Hi! Is something wrong?"
"No. Yes. I don't really know..."
"Do... You want to talk about it?"
"I'm not sure."
"... You know.... You look like someone who could get some good use out of this." He holds out a mirror to her, seeming to focus very hard for a.moment
"I... I know what I look like! You don't have to tease me about it!"
He shakes his head "Sorry... Thats... Not what I was trying to do... Just... Take it. I dont really need it"
"Why do you think I should have it? I don't want to see myself."
"Then you can give it to someone else later. Just... Please take it"
"If you're sure..." She takes the mirror.
A voiceless telepathy: (Hello? My brother said to tell you 'blink twice if youre in danger'. Youre speaking to Enethia.)
What is this? Who are you? Is this magic? Are you the mirror? How can a mirror have a brother?
(Im a person connected to the mirror. Its similar to magic. And as I said before, names Enethia. Are you alright?)
Oh. I'm Valitya. I... don't know if I'm okay.
(Did something happen? Whats making you unsure?)
I was kidnapped and taken here. I don't know why.
(Kidnapped?! Do you want to be put somewhere safe?)
I don't know. I've been here before, but someone wants something with me, and I don't know what.
(... Ill be down in a second. Youll feel a hand on your arm, and Im going to teleport us into my room, alright?)
Oh... okay.
Around 20 seconds later, she feels a hand on her arm, and a clearly faked voice says "Up [1 story] feet, right 15" If willing, she is teleported
*She's willing.*
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All stars fade. Some stars forever fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Homebrew (Mostly Outdated):Magic Items,Monsters,Spells,Subclasses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
Soldaer stops practicing, his moonstone rapier glowing coldly. A deep, female voice enters Phaele's mind. What did you just call him? The voice is calm, almost too calm, and yet, not threatening at the same time.
Soldaer turns, his pale green eyes flashing, and the moonstones embedded in the mithral and adamantite bands flaring with an inner light of their own. "Darthiir." He says, his voice a bit cold. "It has been a long time since I've been called that." He bows, his expression still cold. "Soldaer Torrae, ranger of Mielikki and druid of Eilistraee."
Darthiir. It's a word, you know.
"Phaele."
zya looks over
"Racial slurs? Rude, uncultured, and a statement meant simply to provoke. Uncreative as well. I am seriously unimpressed, Phaele."
Avery walks into the tavern, followed by a girl of around fifteen. She wears an elegant dress, and has dark hair and green eyes. But her skin is marred by a web of fiery cracks, which mar her beauty.
*KHHHNFHBVGJNN*
*Yes?*
*Yes.* Kalnor waves to both
She waves back, a bit nervous and a bit frustrated.
"Hi! Is something wrong?"
"No. Yes. I don't really know..."
"Do... You want to talk about it?"
"I'm not sure."
"... You know.... You look like someone who could get some good use out of this." He holds out a mirror to her, seeming to focus very hard for a.moment
"I... I know what I look like! You don't have to tease me about it!"
He shakes his head "Sorry... Thats... Not what I was trying to do... Just... Take it. I dont really need it"
"Why do you think I should have it? I don't want to see myself."
"Then you can give it to someone else later. Just... Please take it"
"If you're sure..." She takes the mirror.
A voiceless telepathy: (Hello? My brother said to tell you 'blink twice if youre in danger'. Youre speaking to Enethia.)
What is this? Who are you? Is this magic? Are you the mirror? How can a mirror have a brother?
(Im a person connected to the mirror. Its similar to magic. And as I said before, names Enethia. Are you alright?)
Oh. I'm Valitya. I... don't know if I'm okay.
(Did something happen? Whats making you unsure?)
I was kidnapped and taken here. I don't know why.
(Kidnapped?! Do you want to be put somewhere safe?)
I don't know. I've been here before, but someone wants something with me, and I don't know what.
(... Ill be down in a second. Youll feel a hand on your arm, and Im going to teleport us into my room, alright?)
Avery walks into the tavern, followed by a girl of around fifteen. She wears an elegant dress, and has dark hair and green eyes. But her skin is marred by a web of fiery cracks, which mar her beauty.
*KHHHNFHBVGJNN*
*Yes?*
*Yes.* Kalnor waves to both
She waves back, a bit nervous and a bit frustrated.
"Hi! Is something wrong?"
"No. Yes. I don't really know..."
"Do... You want to talk about it?"
"I'm not sure."
"... You know.... You look like someone who could get some good use out of this." He holds out a mirror to her, seeming to focus very hard for a.moment
"I... I know what I look like! You don't have to tease me about it!"
He shakes his head "Sorry... Thats... Not what I was trying to do... Just... Take it. I dont really need it"
"Why do you think I should have it? I don't want to see myself."
"Then you can give it to someone else later. Just... Please take it"
"If you're sure..." She takes the mirror.
A voiceless telepathy: (Hello? My brother said to tell you 'blink twice if youre in danger'. Youre speaking to Enethia.)
What is this? Who are you? Is this magic? Are you the mirror? How can a mirror have a brother?
(Im a person connected to the mirror. Its similar to magic. And as I said before, names Enethia. Are you alright?)
Oh. I'm Valitya. I... don't know if I'm okay.
(Did something happen? Whats making you unsure?)
I was kidnapped and taken here. I don't know why.
(Kidnapped?! Do you want to be put somewhere safe?)
I don't know. I've been here before, but someone wants something with me, and I don't know what.
(... Ill be down in a second. Youll feel a hand on your arm, and Im going to teleport us into my room, alright?)
Oh... okay.
Around 20 seconds later, she feels a hand on her arm, and a clearly faked voice says "Up [1 story] feet, right 15" If willing, she is teleported
*She's willing.*
She finds herself in a room decorated like a night sky scene. Next to her appears E, who looks pretty concerned "Did the kidnappers harm you at all?"
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Soldaer stops practicing, his moonstone rapier glowing coldly. A deep, female voice enters Phaele's mind. What did you just call him? The voice is calm, almost too calm, and yet, not threatening at the same time.
Soldaer turns, his pale green eyes flashing, and the moonstones embedded in the mithral and adamantite bands flaring with an inner light of their own. "Darthiir." He says, his voice a bit cold. "It has been a long time since I've been called that." He bows, his expression still cold. "Soldaer Torrae, ranger of Mielikki and druid of Eilistraee."
Darthiir. It's a word, you know.
"Phaele."
Yes, and I know exactly what it means. I just wanted to make sure that's what you said. The rapier in Soldaer's left hand glows a little bit brighter now.
A deep, feline growl comes from behind Phaele. Yet another deep, female voice enters her mind. And I'm Shade.
"Well, Phaele, what brings you out here?" Soldaer asks, a cold edge still to his voice, as though he's ready to and expecting a fight, but not wanting to fight in the least.
Avery walks into the tavern, followed by a girl of around fifteen. She wears an elegant dress, and has dark hair and green eyes. But her skin is marred by a web of fiery cracks, which mar her beauty.
*KHHHNFHBVGJNN*
*Yes?*
*Yes.* Kalnor waves to both
"Evening mister."
"Hi! Who are you?"
"I'm avery."
"Hi, Avery! What brings you here?"
"A portal,"
"I... More meant that as a what draws you to this place. More a why do you come here"
"Oh, i was bringing the girl here."
"Why?"
"Why do you need to know that?"
"Well... Im just curious. Seems like a strange reason"
"I was asked to."
"By who?"
"Uhh, i shouldn't say to be honest."
"... Why not?"
He looks around quickly before leaning in, "I cannot remember his name right now"
"Oh... Can you describe him?"
"Uhhh, no..."
"Why?"
"Why do i need a reason?" Avery asks, tilting his head
"Im... Just wondering why youd be unable to describe them"
"...I have one good eye and my memories bad. Its hard as it is,"
"Oh.. They just asked you to escort her here?"
"Uhh, yes." Avery nods
"Do you... Know why?"
"Nope, he just told me to pick her up and bring her here." He smiles
*Avery's wisdom is low....*
"Hm... And what are they giving you for it?"
"Uh, i'm repaying him for helping me earlier. Course, if he's doing something mean i can't exactly let that happen in good will."
"Whatd he do to help you?"
"Saved my life."
"Oh... Yeah, thats pretty big... Why do you think he wants her here?"
"Not really, but she's been here before. So maybe he knows her? Either way, i didn't really think to ask."
Soldaer stops practicing, his moonstone rapier glowing coldly. A deep, female voice enters Phaele's mind. What did you just call him? The voice is calm, almost too calm, and yet, not threatening at the same time.
Soldaer turns, his pale green eyes flashing, and the moonstones embedded in the mithral and adamantite bands flaring with an inner light of their own. "Darthiir." He says, his voice a bit cold. "It has been a long time since I've been called that." He bows, his expression still cold. "Soldaer Torrae, ranger of Mielikki and druid of Eilistraee."
Darthiir. It's a word, you know.
"Phaele."
zya looks over
"Racial slurs? Rude, uncultured, and a statement meant simply to provoke. Uncreative as well. I am seriously unimpressed, Phaele."
Soldaer looks over, smiling a little. Thank you, Zya, but I have this handled. If this gets out of hand, feel free to get involved.
Avery walks into the tavern, followed by a girl of around fifteen. She wears an elegant dress, and has dark hair and green eyes. But her skin is marred by a web of fiery cracks, which mar her beauty.
*KHHHNFHBVGJNN*
*Yes?*
*Yes.* Kalnor waves to both
"Evening mister."
"Hi! Who are you?"
"I'm avery."
"Hi, Avery! What brings you here?"
"A portal,"
"I... More meant that as a what draws you to this place. More a why do you come here"
"Oh, i was bringing the girl here."
"Why?"
"Why do you need to know that?"
"Well... Im just curious. Seems like a strange reason"
"I was asked to."
"By who?"
"Uhh, i shouldn't say to be honest."
"... Why not?"
He looks around quickly before leaning in, "I cannot remember his name right now"
"Oh... Can you describe him?"
"Uhhh, no..."
"Why?"
"Why do i need a reason?" Avery asks, tilting his head
"Im... Just wondering why youd be unable to describe them"
"...I have one good eye and my memories bad. Its hard as it is,"
"Oh.. They just asked you to escort her here?"
"Uhh, yes." Avery nods
"Do you... Know why?"
"Nope, he just told me to pick her up and bring her here." He smiles
*Avery's wisdom is low....*
"Hm... And what are they giving you for it?"
"Uh, i'm repaying him for helping me earlier. Course, if he's doing something mean i can't exactly let that happen in good will."
"Whatd he do to help you?"
"Saved my life."
"Oh... Yeah, thats pretty big... Why do you think he wants her here?"
"Not really, but she's been here before. So maybe he knows her? Either way, i didn't really think to ask."
"Hm... Well that seems like it would have been good to ask, I think... Kinda seems important.."
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Soldaer stops practicing, his moonstone rapier glowing coldly. A deep, female voice enters Phaele's mind. What did you just call him? The voice is calm, almost too calm, and yet, not threatening at the same time.
Soldaer turns, his pale green eyes flashing, and the moonstones embedded in the mithral and adamantite bands flaring with an inner light of their own. "Darthiir." He says, his voice a bit cold. "It has been a long time since I've been called that." He bows, his expression still cold. "Soldaer Torrae, ranger of Mielikki and druid of Eilistraee."
Darthiir. It's a word, you know.
"Phaele."
Yes, and I know exactly what it means. I just wanted to make sure that's what you said. The rapier in Soldaer's left hand glows a little bit brighter now.
A deep, feline growl comes from behind Phaele. Yet another deep, female voice enters her mind. And I'm Shade.
"Well, Phaele, what brings you out here?" Soldaer asks, a cold edge still to his voice, as though he's ready to and expecting a fight, but not wanting to fight in the least.
Oh, the sword talks. Nice.
"Same reason as you, presumably." Her voice is calm and unconcerned.
Around 20 seconds later, she feels a hand on her arm, and a clearly faked voice says "Up [1 story] feet, right 15" If willing, she is teleported
*She's willing.*
She finds herself in a room decorated like a night sky scene. Next to her appears E, who looks pretty concerned "Did the kidnappers harm you at all?"
"No, he paralyzed me, but... he didn't hurt me."
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Soldaer stops practicing, his moonstone rapier glowing coldly. A deep, female voice enters Phaele's mind. What did you just call him? The voice is calm, almost too calm, and yet, not threatening at the same time.
Soldaer turns, his pale green eyes flashing, and the moonstones embedded in the mithral and adamantite bands flaring with an inner light of their own. "Darthiir." He says, his voice a bit cold. "It has been a long time since I've been called that." He bows, his expression still cold. "Soldaer Torrae, ranger of Mielikki and druid of Eilistraee."
Darthiir. It's a word, you know.
"Phaele."
zya looks over
"Racial slurs? Rude, uncultured, and a statement meant simply to provoke. Uncreative as well. I am seriously unimpressed, Phaele."
Soldaer looks over, smiling a little. Thank you, Zya, but I have this handled. If this gets out of hand, feel free to get involved.
I just do not like when people assume their words are only understood by some. I know everything that everyone says in around 20 or 30 languages, and it annoys me when people forget that.
Zya smiles back slightly, and pulls out his spellbook
Soldaer stops practicing, his moonstone rapier glowing coldly. A deep, female voice enters Phaele's mind. What did you just call him? The voice is calm, almost too calm, and yet, not threatening at the same time.
Soldaer turns, his pale green eyes flashing, and the moonstones embedded in the mithral and adamantite bands flaring with an inner light of their own. "Darthiir." He says, his voice a bit cold. "It has been a long time since I've been called that." He bows, his expression still cold. "Soldaer Torrae, ranger of Mielikki and druid of Eilistraee."
Darthiir. It's a word, you know.
"Phaele."
zya looks over
"Racial slurs? Rude, uncultured, and a statement meant simply to provoke. Uncreative as well. I am seriously unimpressed, Phaele."
"I don't provoke. Someone who buts in on a conversation to comment on the linguistic tendencies of someone you've never met? That's a different story."
Avery walks into the tavern, followed by a girl of around fifteen. She wears an elegant dress, and has dark hair and green eyes. But her skin is marred by a web of fiery cracks, which mar her beauty.
*KHHHNFHBVGJNN*
*Yes?*
*Yes.* Kalnor waves to both
"Evening mister."
"Hi! Who are you?"
"I'm avery."
"Hi, Avery! What brings you here?"
"A portal,"
"I... More meant that as a what draws you to this place. More a why do you come here"
"Oh, i was bringing the girl here."
"Why?"
"Why do you need to know that?"
"Well... Im just curious. Seems like a strange reason"
"I was asked to."
"By who?"
"Uhh, i shouldn't say to be honest."
"... Why not?"
He looks around quickly before leaning in, "I cannot remember his name right now"
"Oh... Can you describe him?"
"Uhhh, no..."
"Why?"
"Why do i need a reason?" Avery asks, tilting his head
"Im... Just wondering why youd be unable to describe them"
"...I have one good eye and my memories bad. Its hard as it is,"
"Oh.. They just asked you to escort her here?"
"Uhh, yes." Avery nods
"Do you... Know why?"
"Nope, he just told me to pick her up and bring her here." He smiles
*Avery's wisdom is low....*
"Hm... And what are they giving you for it?"
"Uh, i'm repaying him for helping me earlier. Course, if he's doing something mean i can't exactly let that happen in good will."
"Whatd he do to help you?"
"Saved my life."
"Oh... Yeah, thats pretty big... Why do you think he wants her here?"
"Not really, but she's been here before. So maybe he knows her? Either way, i didn't really think to ask."
"Hm... Well that seems like it would have been good to ask, I think... Kinda seems important.."
Around 20 seconds later, she feels a hand on her arm, and a clearly faked voice says "Up [1 story] feet, right 15" If willing, she is teleported
*She's willing.*
She finds herself in a room decorated like a night sky scene. Next to her appears E, who looks pretty concerned "Did the kidnappers harm you at all?"
"No, he paralyzed me, but... he didn't hurt me."
She sighs "Thats a relief, then... Youll be safe from them in here. Could you tell me exactly what happened?"
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Oh... okay.
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"Whatd he do to help you?"
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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Around 20 seconds later, she feels a hand on her arm, and a clearly faked voice says "Up [1 story] feet, right 15" If willing, she is teleported
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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"Saved my life."
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
"Oh... Yeah, thats pretty big... Why do you think he wants her 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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*She's willing.*
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"A warlock of mine."
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
zya looks over
"Racial slurs? Rude, uncultured, and a statement meant simply to provoke. Uncreative as well. I am seriously unimpressed, Phaele."
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She finds herself in a room decorated like a night sky scene. Next to her appears E, who looks pretty concerned "Did the kidnappers harm you at all?"
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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Yes, and I know exactly what it means. I just wanted to make sure that's what you said. The rapier in Soldaer's left hand glows a little bit brighter now.
A deep, feline growl comes from behind Phaele. Yet another deep, female voice enters her mind. And I'm Shade.
"Well, Phaele, what brings you out here?" Soldaer asks, a cold edge still to his voice, as though he's ready to and expecting a fight, but not wanting to fight in the least.
"Not really, but she's been here before. So maybe he knows her? Either way, i didn't really think to ask."
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
Soldaer looks over, smiling a little. Thank you, Zya, but I have this handled. If this gets out of hand, feel free to get involved.
"Hm... Well that seems like it would have been good to ask, I think... Kinda seems important.."
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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Oh, the sword talks. Nice.
"Same reason as you, presumably." Her voice is calm and unconcerned.
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
"No, he paralyzed me, but... he didn't hurt me."
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
I just do not like when people assume their words are only understood by some. I know everything that everyone says in around 20 or 30 languages, and it annoys me when people forget that.
Zya smiles back slightly, and pulls out his spellbook
*CUT THE CHAINS CHRIS pretty please*
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"I don't provoke. Someone who buts in on a conversation to comment on the linguistic tendencies of someone you've never met? That's a different story."
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
"I'm.... not the most intelligent it seems."
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 sighs "Thats a relief, then... Youll be safe from them in here. Could you tell me exactly what happened?"
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)