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.."
"I'm.... not the most intelligent it seems."
"... What do you actually know about any of it?"
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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."
"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 don't provoke, says the person hurling insults at a stranger. Thank you for your wisdom, I will be sure to consider and discard your comments."
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."
"I don't provoke, says the person hurling insults at a stranger. Thank you for your wisdom, I will be sure to consider and discard your comments."
"Take what you will from my words. I spoke as I speak, then defended myself from a hostile interruption."
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.
I'm not just a sword. I am Nightbane, Call of the Morning. I am the weapon of the Chosen of Eilistraee.
"Training? Then why lead with the insult?" Soldaer seems skeptical, although relaxing slightly.
Shade walks around from behind Phaele, her tail stinger curled upwards slightly, and growling still.
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
*CUT THE CHAINS CHRIS pretty please*
Soldaer relaxes a bit. This isn't the first potentially hostile Drow I've had to deal with. If it comes to a fight, don't doubt that I can handle myself, although assistance would not be turned down.
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.
I'm not just a sword. I am Nightbane, Call of the Morning. I am the weapon of the Chosen of Eilistraee.
"Training? Then why lead with the insult?" Soldaer seems skeptical, although relaxing slightly.
Shade walks around from behind Phaele, her tail stinger curled upwards slightly, and growling still.
Those things make you something other than a sword? They add to what you are, not change it.
"It wasn't an insult. It was a fact. You are an elf, and you are not drow."
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.."
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.."
"I'm.... not the most intelligent it seems."
"... What do you actually know about any of it?"
"I think she's a genasi of some form."
"Maybe. Do you know who her parents or guardians are? She definitely seems under 18..."
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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
*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?"
"It's a really long story... and I just met you."
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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.
I'm not just a sword. I am Nightbane, Call of the Morning. I am the weapon of the Chosen of Eilistraee.
"Training? Then why lead with the insult?" Soldaer seems skeptical, although relaxing slightly.
Shade walks around from behind Phaele, her tail stinger curled upwards slightly, and growling still.
Those things make you something other than a sword? They add to what you are, not change it.
"It wasn't an insult. It was a fact. You are an elf, and you are not drow."
*He looks exactly like a Drow, actually, unless Phaele's meet Twilight elves before.*
Nightbane actually chuckles at Phaele's response. Your logic is impeccable. My point was that I am not just some talking sword. I'm far more powerful than most other sentient weapons, even the mighty Khazid'hea.
"If you know exactly what I am, then you'll know that my kin, the Twilight Elves, were once one and the same as you and your kin, although that was before the War of the Seldarine and the promises of Lloth." He seems to spit the last three words out with pure anger.
Shade's clear blue eyes look right on Phaele as she comes to stand next to Soldaer, although she has stopped growling.
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?"
"It's a really long story... and I just met you."
She sighs "Thats fair. Just... Its concerning finding a kidnapped minor downstairs...."
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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?"
"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.."
"I'm.... not the most intelligent it seems."
"... What do you actually know about any of it?"
"I think she's a genasi of some form."
"Maybe. Do you know who her parents or guardians are? She definitely seems under 18..."
"She left her biological parents, so no. And yeah, she's under 18, atleast from what i can tell. Not very knowledgable about actual real world stuff."
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.."
"I'm.... not the most intelligent it seems."
"... What do you actually know about any of it?"
"I think she's a genasi of some form."
"Maybe. Do you know who her parents or guardians are? She definitely seems under 18..."
"She left her biological parents, so no. And yeah, she's under 18, atleast from what i can tell. Not very knowledgable about actual real world stuff."
"Left them?"
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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
*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?"
"It's a really long story... and I just met you."
She sighs "Thats fair. Just... Its concerning finding a kidnapped minor downstairs...."
"I... I understand. But I think I'll be okay. I hope."
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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.
I'm not just a sword. I am Nightbane, Call of the Morning. I am the weapon of the Chosen of Eilistraee.
"Training? Then why lead with the insult?" Soldaer seems skeptical, although relaxing slightly.
Shade walks around from behind Phaele, her tail stinger curled upwards slightly, and growling still.
Those things make you something other than a sword? They add to what you are, not change it.
"It wasn't an insult. It was a fact. You are an elf, and you are not drow."
*He looks exactly like a Drow, actually, unless Phaele's meet Twilight elves before.*
Nightbane actually chuckles at Phaele's response. Your logic is impeccable. My point was that I am not just some talking sword. I'm far more powerful than most other sentient weapons, even the mighty Khazid'hea.
"If you know exactly what I am, then you'll know that my kin, the Twilight Elves, were once one and the same as you and your kin, although that was before the War of the Seldarine and the promises of Lloth." He seems to spit the last three words out with pure anger.
Shade's clear blue eyes look right on Phaele as she comes to stand next to Soldaer, although she has stopped growling.
*She probably has.*
"Promises of Lolth? Oh, it must have been nice before she could simply demand."
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?"
"It's a really long story... and I just met you."
She sighs "Thats fair. Just... Its concerning finding a kidnapped minor downstairs...."
"I... I understand. But I think I'll be okay. I hope."
"What do you plan on doing? If you want to lie low, you can hide in here. Ill being up anything you may need"
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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
*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?"
"It's a really long story... and I just met you."
She sighs "Thats fair. Just... Its concerning finding a kidnapped minor downstairs...."
"I... I understand. But I think I'll be okay. I hope."
"What do you plan on doing? If you want to lie low, you can hide in here. Ill being up anything you may need"
"I... I just don't know. I don't know who wanted me here. I don't know why they want me, or how they even know who I am."
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"... What do you actually know about any of it?"
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)
"I don't provoke, says the person hurling insults at a stranger. Thank you for your wisdom, I will be sure to consider and discard your comments."
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"Take what you will from my words. I spoke as I speak, then defended myself from a hostile interruption."
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
I'm not just a sword. I am Nightbane, Call of the Morning. I am the weapon of the Chosen of Eilistraee.
"Training? Then why lead with the insult?" Soldaer seems skeptical, although relaxing slightly.
Shade walks around from behind Phaele, her tail stinger curled upwards slightly, and growling still.
*gtg to bed, srry. Chaotic neutral night!*
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Soldaer relaxes a bit. This isn't the first potentially hostile Drow I've had to deal with. If it comes to a fight, don't doubt that I can handle myself, although assistance would not be turned down.
Those things make you something other than a sword? They add to what you are, not change it.
"It wasn't an insult. It was a fact. You are an elf, and you are not drow."
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
"I think she's a genasi of some form."
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
"Maybe. Do you know who her parents or guardians are? She definitely seems under 18..."
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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"It's a really long story... and I just met you."
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*He looks exactly like a Drow, actually, unless Phaele's meet Twilight elves before.*
Nightbane actually chuckles at Phaele's response. Your logic is impeccable. My point was that I am not just some talking sword. I'm far more powerful than most other sentient weapons, even the mighty Khazid'hea.
"If you know exactly what I am, then you'll know that my kin, the Twilight Elves, were once one and the same as you and your kin, although that was before the War of the Seldarine and the promises of Lloth." He seems to spit the last three words out with pure anger.
Shade's clear blue eyes look right on Phaele as she comes to stand next to Soldaer, although she has stopped growling.
She sighs "Thats fair. Just... Its concerning finding a kidnapped minor downstairs...."
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)
"She left her biological parents, so no. And yeah, she's under 18, atleast from what i can tell. Not very knowledgable about actual real world stuff."
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
"Left them?"
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)
"I... I understand. But I think I'll be okay. I hope."
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
*She probably has.*
"Promises of Lolth? Oh, it must have been nice before she could simply demand."
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
*It's only concerning the first seven or so times. She'll get used to it, probably.*
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
"What do you plan on doing? If you want to lie low, you can hide in here. Ill being up anything you may need"
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)
*Snip.*
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
"I... I just don't know. I don't know who wanted me here. I don't know why they want me, or how they even know who I am."
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.