Albwin is in the woods practising magic. A book is propped up on a nearby log.
Eaton is rolling a marble for Smidge at a table.
Theren is drinking at the bar
Paris walks over and sits down next to Eaton.
"Morning Paris."
"Morning. I made this for smidge." Paris takes out a metal marble, and he presses a tiny button on one side. The marble unfolds into a small frog, with a brilliant blue marble as its belly. The frog starts hopping around on the bar.
Smidge chases the frog while Eaton watches. "That was very kind of you."
"I just wanted to... thank you."
"For what?"
"Just making the first conversation I've had with a druid wonderful."
"Ah shucks. Thats kind of you to say."
"No problem. I was wondering, how did you and Smidge meet?"
"Well I was documenting some deadly nightshade in the woods when I had set down my paper to pick some. I heard a rustling noise and I turned to see Smidge walking on my paper. He smudged the page pretty badly. I was gonna name him Smudge but Smidge is a way better name." Eaton explains. Smidge nods as if he was agreeing
"Exciting! I made Ash when I was a kid. I worked for weeks, and missed out on work. I got fired, but I got this guy for life." Paris motions to his bird.
"Very cool." Eaton says as Smidge goes back to playing with the frog
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Oscar walks inside. She goes upstairs for a minute, noticing that her clothing was now dampened with sweat. She reappears a few minutes later wearing a White button-up shirt and a double breasted suspenders/pants with with silver hoop earrings. She smiles, enjoying the dress thoroughly and how it hugs her curves nicely. Tink and Bonk purring with content as they sit on her shoulders. She hums to herself.
Soldaer walks inside a short time afterward and spots her. He motions to an unoccupied table in the corner, and pulls a bottle of Feywine out of one of his pockets with a smile.
Oscar walks inside. She goes upstairs for a minute, noticing that her clothing was now dampened with sweat. She reappears a few minutes later wearing a White button-up shirt and a double breasted suspenders/pants with with silver hoop earrings. She smiles, enjoying the dress thoroughly and how it hugs her curves nicely. Tink and Bonk purring with content as they sit on her shoulders. She hums to herself.
Eaton waves at her as Smidge watches Tink and Bonk
Oscar waves and strides over. Tink and Bonk stare back at Smidge
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Albwin is in the woods practising magic. A book is propped up on a nearby log.
Eaton is rolling a marble for Smidge at a table.
Theren is drinking at the bar
Paris walks over and sits down next to Eaton.
"Morning Paris."
"Morning. I made this for smidge." Paris takes out a metal marble, and he presses a tiny button on one side. The marble unfolds into a small frog, with a brilliant blue marble as its belly. The frog starts hopping around on the bar.
Smidge chases the frog while Eaton watches. "That was very kind of you."
"I just wanted to... thank you."
"For what?"
"Just making the first conversation I've had with a druid wonderful."
"Ah shucks. Thats kind of you to say."
"No problem. I was wondering, how did you and Smidge meet?"
"Well I was documenting some deadly nightshade in the woods when I had set down my paper to pick some. I heard a rustling noise and I turned to see Smidge walking on my paper. He smudged the page pretty badly. I was gonna name him Smudge but Smidge is a way better name." Eaton explains. Smidge nods as if he was agreeing
"Exciting! I made Ash when I was a kid. I worked for weeks, and missed out on work. I got fired, but I got this guy for life." Paris motions to his bird.
"Very cool." Eaton says as Smidge goes back to playing with the frog
Oscar was outside. She was practicing spells that involved movement of the body. She raised her hand, spun around, and delivered a shard of ice into the trunk of a tree. She smiled to herself as the ice slowly melted and became water before her eyes. Tink and bonk accompanied her, They sat on a rock about 8 feet away, sunning themselves on its warm stony-ness. Oscar wiped the sweat off her brow, she had been practicing for quite awhile now. The air hung humid and held any sort of evaporation in mid air, making breathing and being comfortable hard. She wore a white tank-top, black shorts, and thin sandals made of dark wood. The tattoos that ran up and down her arms seem to glow a tad bit in the dawns light.
Who is this and why do you dare enter my mind? She said right back
Someone really fun! And just to ask a question
Oscar rubs the bridge of her nose. You sound soused.
Liittle bit!
She sighs again. Whats your name, voice in my head?
Call me Tohrihpes. And yours?
Oscar, Oscar Moonbeam
Soldaer walks out at this point, a smile on his face as he makes his way over to Oscar. "How are you feeling this morning, dear?" He asks when he finally reaches Oscar, hands resting comfortably on the hilts of his swords.
Shes casting spells! I think ice knifey, but maybe its a frosty ray~
(I know she's a spellcaster. Watched her kill an assassin who was sent to kill her. Ice Knife? Wouldn't surprise me.)
Assassin? Kidnappers, assassins and way to many childen here now? Wow...... Glad I got SYNA!
(And who exactly are you? You remind me of a friend I went to Sigil with...)
This is that friend, silly! Its Enethia. The awesomest, most greatest wizard hero of all time!
(Oh boy... You are so drunk again...) Soldaer's amusement is clear. (And you didn't invite me!!?? How could you!?) He's trying to pretend to be hurt, but the laughter he's barely containing is making it hard.
Oh, youre invited! Im drinking right inside! Theres a lot of things to drink over right now... ANd its given me some great ideas!
*Sorry, was getting ready for the day, lol*
Oh? What reasons, and what ideas? An please don't tell me you've given any SYNA to Shade...We were going to practice some later today.
I havent given her any yet~~. The reasons are the way to many children, and the whole kidnapping thing... And my idea is how to fix those problems!!!
And what exactly is your idea...? Soldaer sounds slightly worried, as though he knows that drunk E may not make the best decisions...
We take the kidnapper... And theres a nice place I can show them called the top of the highest tower in Sogel! And we should round up the kids and teach them to make their own society and laws elsewhere
It sounds like part of your plan is murder, E...That's not the you I know, or nearly fell in love with...As for the children, most of them actually seem happy here. Heck, some even have adopted parents or siblings out of the adults here!
Its a bar... Its not a good place for kids to be. And... Is it really murder if theyre a horrible person whos kidnapped a 14-16 year old girl?
Soldaer sighs. Yes E, it's still murder. It only wouldn't be considered murder if it was in self-defense. As for the kids, yes, it's a bar, but still...How would you like to try and separate Oval and Vega? Or take Albwin from Phantom and Caelum?
Oscar walks inside. She goes upstairs for a minute, noticing that her clothing was now dampened with sweat. She reappears a few minutes later wearing a White button-up shirt and a double breasted suspenders/pants with with silver hoop earrings. She smiles, enjoying the dress thoroughly and how it hugs her curves nicely. Tink and Bonk purring with content as they sit on her shoulders. She hums to herself.
Soldaer walks inside a short time afterward and spots her. He motions to an unoccupied table in the corner, and pulls a bottle of Feywine out of one of his pockets with a smile.
She giggles to herself and saunters over, sitting down besides him. "Well good morning" she said and watched him.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Oscar walks inside. She goes upstairs for a minute, noticing that her clothing was now dampened with sweat. She reappears a few minutes later wearing a White button-up shirt and a double breasted suspenders/pants with with silver hoop earrings. She smiles, enjoying the dress thoroughly and how it hugs her curves nicely. Tink and Bonk purring with content as they sit on her shoulders. She hums to herself.
Eaton waves at her as Smidge watches Tink and Bonk
Oscar waves and strides over. Tink and Bonk stare back at Smidge
"Hello I'm Eaton. This is Smidge my pseudodragon familiar." Eaton says with a smile. Smidge bats at a marble sending it across the table.
Oscar was outside. She was practicing spells that involved movement of the body. She raised her hand, spun around, and delivered a shard of ice into the trunk of a tree. She smiled to herself as the ice slowly melted and became water before her eyes. Tink and bonk accompanied her, They sat on a rock about 8 feet away, sunning themselves on its warm stony-ness. Oscar wiped the sweat off her brow, she had been practicing for quite awhile now. The air hung humid and held any sort of evaporation in mid air, making breathing and being comfortable hard. She wore a white tank-top, black shorts, and thin sandals made of dark wood. The tattoos that ran up and down her arms seem to glow a tad bit in the dawns light.
Who is this and why do you dare enter my mind? She said right back
Someone really fun! And just to ask a question
Oscar rubs the bridge of her nose. You sound soused.
Liittle bit!
She sighs again. Whats your name, voice in my head?
Call me Tohrihpes. And yours?
Oscar, Oscar Moonbeam
Soldaer walks out at this point, a smile on his face as he makes his way over to Oscar. "How are you feeling this morning, dear?" He asks when he finally reaches Oscar, hands resting comfortably on the hilts of his swords.
Shes casting spells! I think ice knifey, but maybe its a frosty ray~
(I know she's a spellcaster. Watched her kill an assassin who was sent to kill her. Ice Knife? Wouldn't surprise me.)
Assassin? Kidnappers, assassins and way to many childen here now? Wow...... Glad I got SYNA!
(And who exactly are you? You remind me of a friend I went to Sigil with...)
This is that friend, silly! Its Enethia. The awesomest, most greatest wizard hero of all time!
(Oh boy... You are so drunk again...) Soldaer's amusement is clear. (And you didn't invite me!!?? How could you!?) He's trying to pretend to be hurt, but the laughter he's barely containing is making it hard.
Oh, youre invited! Im drinking right inside! Theres a lot of things to drink over right now... ANd its given me some great ideas!
*Sorry, was getting ready for the day, lol*
Oh? What reasons, and what ideas? An please don't tell me you've given any SYNA to Shade...We were going to practice some later today.
I havent given her any yet~~. The reasons are the way to many children, and the whole kidnapping thing... And my idea is how to fix those problems!!!
And what exactly is your idea...? Soldaer sounds slightly worried, as though he knows that drunk E may not make the best decisions...
We take the kidnapper... And theres a nice place I can show them called the top of the highest tower in Sogel! And we should round up the kids and teach them to make their own society and laws elsewhere
It sounds like part of your plan is murder, E...That's not the you I know, or nearly fell in love with...As for the children, most of them actually seem happy here. Heck, some even have adopted parents or siblings out of the adults here!
Its a bar... Its not a good place for kids to be. And... Is it really murder if theyre a horrible person whos kidnapped a 14-16 year old girl?
Soldaer sighs. Yes E, it's still murder. It only wouldn't be considered murder if it was in self-defense. As for the kids, yes, it's a bar, but still...How would you like to try and separate Oval and Vega? Or take Albwin from Phantom and Caelum?
They should take their children a different place. Its not a safe or good place for children. And... A few people deserve to be murdered. Did I ever tell you about my childhood?
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"Good point." She gets up, exuding her height, *6'11"* And walks over "I'm Thara, It is very nice to meet you." She smiles
"I am Eavalon"
*sorry was checking out 0verkills new rp thread.*
"so what brings you here?"
"My god sent me due to the blade cloud"
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Albwin is in the woods practising magic. A book is propped up on a nearby log.
Eaton is rolling a marble for Smidge at a table.
Theren is drinking at the bar
Paris walks over and sits down next to Eaton.
"Morning Paris."
"Morning. I made this for smidge." Paris takes out a metal marble, and he presses a tiny button on one side. The marble unfolds into a small frog, with a brilliant blue marble as its belly. The frog starts hopping around on the bar.
Smidge chases the frog while Eaton watches. "That was very kind of you."
"I just wanted to... thank you."
"For what?"
"Just making the first conversation I've had with a druid wonderful."
"Ah shucks. Thats kind of you to say."
"No problem. I was wondering, how did you and Smidge meet?"
"Well I was documenting some deadly nightshade in the woods when I had set down my paper to pick some. I heard a rustling noise and I turned to see Smidge walking on my paper. He smudged the page pretty badly. I was gonna name him Smudge but Smidge is a way better name." Eaton explains. Smidge nods as if he was agreeing
"Exciting! I made Ash when I was a kid. I worked for weeks, and missed out on work. I got fired, but I got this guy for life." Paris motions to his bird.
"Very cool." Eaton says as Smidge goes back to playing with the frog
"So why did you come here again?"
"To meet people and be around them."
Paris switches to a teasing tone. "I thought you were bad around people."
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Oscar walks inside. She goes upstairs for a minute, noticing that her clothing was now dampened with sweat. She reappears a few minutes later wearing a White button-up shirt and a double breasted suspenders/pants with with silver hoop earrings. She smiles, enjoying the dress thoroughly and how it hugs her curves nicely. Tink and Bonk purring with content as they sit on her shoulders. She hums to herself.
Soldaer walks inside a short time afterward and spots her. He motions to an unoccupied table in the corner, and pulls a bottle of Feywine out of one of his pockets with a smile.
She giggles to herself and saunters over, sitting down besides him. "Well good morning" she said and watched him.
"Good morning dear. Feeling better I see." He says with a chuckles as he leans over and gives her a kiss.
Albwin is in the woods practising magic. A book is propped up on a nearby log.
Eaton is rolling a marble for Smidge at a table.
Theren is drinking at the bar
Paris walks over and sits down next to Eaton.
"Morning Paris."
"Morning. I made this for smidge." Paris takes out a metal marble, and he presses a tiny button on one side. The marble unfolds into a small frog, with a brilliant blue marble as its belly. The frog starts hopping around on the bar.
Smidge chases the frog while Eaton watches. "That was very kind of you."
"I just wanted to... thank you."
"For what?"
"Just making the first conversation I've had with a druid wonderful."
"Ah shucks. Thats kind of you to say."
"No problem. I was wondering, how did you and Smidge meet?"
"Well I was documenting some deadly nightshade in the woods when I had set down my paper to pick some. I heard a rustling noise and I turned to see Smidge walking on my paper. He smudged the page pretty badly. I was gonna name him Smudge but Smidge is a way better name." Eaton explains. Smidge nods as if he was agreeing
"Exciting! I made Ash when I was a kid. I worked for weeks, and missed out on work. I got fired, but I got this guy for life." Paris motions to his bird.
"Very cool." Eaton says as Smidge goes back to playing with the frog
"So why did you come here again?"
"To meet people and be around them."
Paris switches to a teasing tone. "I thought you were bad around people."
"I try my best." Eaton says in a teasing tone as well
Oscar walks inside. She goes upstairs for a minute, noticing that her clothing was now dampened with sweat. She reappears a few minutes later wearing a White button-up shirt and a double breasted suspenders/pants with with silver hoop earrings. She smiles, enjoying the dress thoroughly and how it hugs her curves nicely. Tink and Bonk purring with content as they sit on her shoulders. She hums to herself.
Soldaer walks inside a short time afterward and spots her. He motions to an unoccupied table in the corner, and pulls a bottle of Feywine out of one of his pockets with a smile.
She giggles to herself and saunters over, sitting down besides him. "Well good morning" she said and watched him.
"Good morning dear. Feeling better I see." He says with a chuckles as he leans over and gives her a kiss.
"Indeed, still some scars but otherwise fine" she said and kissed back
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Good point." She gets up, exuding her height, *6'11"* And walks over "I'm Thara, It is very nice to meet you." She smiles
"I am Eavalon"
*sorry was checking out 0verkills new rp thread.*
"so what brings you here?"
"My god sent me due to the blade cloud"
"The blade, what?"
"Blade cloud" She motions to the swarming swords
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"So why did you come here again?"
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(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
She looks extremely dumbfounded. "Are... you real?"
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Soldaer walks inside a short time afterward and spots her. He motions to an unoccupied table in the corner, and pulls a bottle of Feywine out of one of his pockets with a smile.
Oscar waves and strides over. Tink and Bonk stare back at Smidge
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"To meet people and be around them."
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"Yep. As real as that cup of coffee." he says with a nod
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Soldaer sighs. Yes E, it's still murder. It only wouldn't be considered murder if it was in self-defense. As for the kids, yes, it's a bar, but still...How would you like to try and separate Oval and Vega? Or take Albwin from Phantom and Caelum?
She giggles to herself and saunters over, sitting down besides him. "Well good morning" she said and watched him.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*sorry was checking out 0verkills new rp thread.*
"so what brings you here?"
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Hello I'm Eaton. This is Smidge my pseudodragon familiar." Eaton says with a smile. Smidge bats at a marble sending it across the table.
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They should take their children a different place. Its not a safe or good place for children. And... A few people deserve to be murdered. Did I ever tell you about my childhood?
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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"My god sent me due to the blade cloud"
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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Paris switches to a teasing tone. "I thought you were bad around people."
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
"Good morning dear. Feeling better I see." He says with a chuckles as he leans over and gives her a kiss.
She pokes the cup, half-expecting it to fade away as an illusion.
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"The blade, what?"
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"I try my best." Eaton says in a teasing tone as well
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
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The cup doesn't fade. "You good?"
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"Indeed, still some scars but otherwise fine" she said and kissed back
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Blade cloud" She motions to the swarming swords
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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