Wolfe is half asleep, even though she just drunk three four cups of coffee.
Wyatt is bouncing around the tavern, pulling random people's pants down and running off, giggling madly.
-insert whoever-
*Urge to mess with Taceli go brrrrr*
Theren is looking around the tavern for Taceli
*If I had a nickel for everytime someone messed with Taceli today... You know the rest.*
She's sitting at a table, drinking some coffee.
*Lol*
Theren sneaks up behind her.
Stealth: 12
She's too focused on her coffee to notice him.
Theren taps her shoulder.
"Hey, Avery."
Theren giggles. "Guess again."
She freezes.
Theren laughs again. "You alright?"
"T-Theren....?"
"Correct!" he giggles again and walks to sit down across from her
She looks extremely dumbfounded. "Are... you real?"
"Yep. As real as that cup of coffee." he says with a nod
She pokes the cup, half-expecting it to fade away as an illusion.
The cup doesn't fade. "You good?"
"h-how.... I was told you were dead.... again."
"Wish scroll. Phantom did it....can't remember everything though. Only can remember up to when you came back from the Feywild then I don't know." Theren says with a frown. "Memory relapse maybe?"
*-_-*
She stared at him, wide-eyed. "Are you serious?"
*Hahahahaha. Weekends give me fun ideas*
"Yea." Theren shrugs
"So... you don't remember anything? At all?"
"Not much... I remember the Nightwalker and the Silent One. Then you leaving and coming back. Giving you a present then its just....blank."
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?
Well, Phantom and Caelum's homeworld isn't exactly the safest place right now, as the entire world is at war, so Albwin is safer here for the time being. As for Vega and Oval. Soldaer gives a telepathic shrug. Where would she go? She's an orphan, and Vega is the closest she has to a brother or parent right now. And no, you haven't told me much of anything about yourself, E.
They can find somewhere else.. Theres too much going on here for them. And maybe you should ask sober me more questions. I happen to be one of the most interesting people of all time She winks
Soldaer laughs. I'm not going to argue with that! After all, I don't fall for dull people. He says, winking right back.
Good. Joshua was a pretty dull person. The worst
Joshua? You'll have to tell me more about this person at some point.
Oh, Hes the worst! I call him [WOAH E THATS 6 GP TO THE SWEAR JAR]. She seems to become slightly less drunk
Soldaer's eyebrow shoot up, and he rocks back on his heels. Woah there E...I don't think I've ever heard you talk about anyone like that!
thats cause theres no one quite like that rich piece of garbage was...
You'll definitely have to tell me more when you aren't quite so drunk, E.
You can heal that, right?
Against that SYNA you drink? Hit or miss. Took me a couple tries back in Sigil to get you sober again.
Eh, probably depends on the level of SYNA. This time I just drank a LOT of level 2
Where are you then, E? At the bar, in your room...? Either way, I'll be there in a minute to cure you. No promises on the hangover though. Probably want a cleric for that.
At the bar. And no worries about hangovers! How often I drink SYNA basically makes them nonexistant
Soldaer laughs. Alright, E. I'll be there in a minute.
Soon enough, Soldaer does walk over to her. "Someone told me you needed to be cured of being drunk." He says with a smile, clearly playing around with her.
"Really? Huh...." She doesnt seem to remember saying it "SO that I can put my great ideas into action?"
Soldaer laughs before murmuring a few words under his breath and laying a hand on E's shoulder, a wave of purifying energy washing through her.
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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?
Well, Phantom and Caelum's homeworld isn't exactly the safest place right now, as the entire world is at war, so Albwin is safer here for the time being. As for Vega and Oval. Soldaer gives a telepathic shrug. Where would she go? She's an orphan, and Vega is the closest she has to a brother or parent right now. And no, you haven't told me much of anything about yourself, E.
They can find somewhere else.. Theres too much going on here for them. And maybe you should ask sober me more questions. I happen to be one of the most interesting people of all time She winks
Soldaer laughs. I'm not going to argue with that! After all, I don't fall for dull people. He says, winking right back.
Good. Joshua was a pretty dull person. The worst
Joshua? You'll have to tell me more about this person at some point.
Oh, Hes the worst! I call him [WOAH E THATS 6 GP TO THE SWEAR JAR]. She seems to become slightly less drunk
Soldaer's eyebrow shoot up, and he rocks back on his heels. Woah there E...I don't think I've ever heard you talk about anyone like that!
thats cause theres no one quite like that rich piece of garbage was...
You'll definitely have to tell me more when you aren't quite so drunk, E.
You can heal that, right?
Against that SYNA you drink? Hit or miss. Took me a couple tries back in Sigil to get you sober again.
Eh, probably depends on the level of SYNA. This time I just drank a LOT of level 2
Where are you then, E? At the bar, in your room...? Either way, I'll be there in a minute to cure you. No promises on the hangover though. Probably want a cleric for that.
At the bar. And no worries about hangovers! How often I drink SYNA basically makes them nonexistant
Soldaer laughs. Alright, E. I'll be there in a minute.
Soon enough, Soldaer does walk over to her. "Someone told me you needed to be cured of being drunk." He says with a smile, clearly playing around with her.
"Really? Huh...." She doesnt seem to remember saying it "SO that I can put my great ideas into action?"
Soldaer laughs before murmuring a few words under his breath and laying a hand on E's shoulder, a wave of purifying energy washing through her.
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?
Well, Phantom and Caelum's homeworld isn't exactly the safest place right now, as the entire world is at war, so Albwin is safer here for the time being. As for Vega and Oval. Soldaer gives a telepathic shrug. Where would she go? She's an orphan, and Vega is the closest she has to a brother or parent right now. And no, you haven't told me much of anything about yourself, E.
They can find somewhere else.. Theres too much going on here for them. And maybe you should ask sober me more questions. I happen to be one of the most interesting people of all time She winks
Soldaer laughs. I'm not going to argue with that! After all, I don't fall for dull people. He says, winking right back.
Good. Joshua was a pretty dull person. The worst
Joshua? You'll have to tell me more about this person at some point.
Oh, Hes the worst! I call him [WOAH E THATS 6 GP TO THE SWEAR JAR]. She seems to become slightly less drunk
Soldaer's eyebrow shoot up, and he rocks back on his heels. Woah there E...I don't think I've ever heard you talk about anyone like that!
thats cause theres no one quite like that rich piece of garbage was...
You'll definitely have to tell me more when you aren't quite so drunk, E.
You can heal that, right?
Against that SYNA you drink? Hit or miss. Took me a couple tries back in Sigil to get you sober again.
Eh, probably depends on the level of SYNA. This time I just drank a LOT of level 2
Where are you then, E? At the bar, in your room...? Either way, I'll be there in a minute to cure you. No promises on the hangover though. Probably want a cleric for that.
At the bar. And no worries about hangovers! How often I drink SYNA basically makes them nonexistant
Soldaer laughs. Alright, E. I'll be there in a minute.
Soon enough, Soldaer does walk over to her. "Someone told me you needed to be cured of being drunk." He says with a smile, clearly playing around with her.
"Really? Huh...." She doesnt seem to remember saying it "SO that I can put my great ideas into action?"
Soldaer laughs before murmuring a few words under his breath and laying a hand on E's shoulder, a wave of purifying energy washing through her.
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?
Well, Phantom and Caelum's homeworld isn't exactly the safest place right now, as the entire world is at war, so Albwin is safer here for the time being. As for Vega and Oval. Soldaer gives a telepathic shrug. Where would she go? She's an orphan, and Vega is the closest she has to a brother or parent right now. And no, you haven't told me much of anything about yourself, E.
They can find somewhere else.. Theres too much going on here for them. And maybe you should ask sober me more questions. I happen to be one of the most interesting people of all time She winks
Soldaer laughs. I'm not going to argue with that! After all, I don't fall for dull people. He says, winking right back.
Good. Joshua was a pretty dull person. The worst
Joshua? You'll have to tell me more about this person at some point.
Oh, Hes the worst! I call him [WOAH E THATS 6 GP TO THE SWEAR JAR]. She seems to become slightly less drunk
Soldaer's eyebrow shoot up, and he rocks back on his heels. Woah there E...I don't think I've ever heard you talk about anyone like that!
thats cause theres no one quite like that rich piece of garbage was...
You'll definitely have to tell me more when you aren't quite so drunk, E.
You can heal that, right?
Against that SYNA you drink? Hit or miss. Took me a couple tries back in Sigil to get you sober again.
Eh, probably depends on the level of SYNA. This time I just drank a LOT of level 2
Where are you then, E? At the bar, in your room...? Either way, I'll be there in a minute to cure you. No promises on the hangover though. Probably want a cleric for that.
At the bar. And no worries about hangovers! How often I drink SYNA basically makes them nonexistant
Soldaer laughs. Alright, E. I'll be there in a minute.
Soon enough, Soldaer does walk over to her. "Someone told me you needed to be cured of being drunk." He says with a smile, clearly playing around with her.
"Really? Huh...." She doesnt seem to remember saying it "SO that I can put my great ideas into action?"
Soldaer laughs before murmuring a few words under his breath and laying a hand on E's shoulder, a wave of purifying energy washing through her.
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Meets DC beats it. She becomes sober fairly quickly "Oh..... hello, Soldaer. I.... Said quite a lot, didnt I...."
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Against that SYNA you drink? Hit or miss. Took me a couple tries back in Sigil to get you sober again.
Eh, probably depends on the level of SYNA. This time I just drank a LOT of level 2
Where are you then, E? At the bar, in your room...? Either way, I'll be there in a minute to cure you. No promises on the hangover though. Probably want a cleric for that.
At the bar. And no worries about hangovers! How often I drink SYNA basically makes them nonexistant
Soldaer laughs. Alright, E. I'll be there in a minute.
Soon enough, Soldaer does walk over to her. "Someone told me you needed to be cured of being drunk." He says with a smile, clearly playing around with her.
"Really? Huh...." She doesnt seem to remember saying it "SO that I can put my great ideas into action?"
Soldaer laughs before murmuring a few words under his breath and laying a hand on E's shoulder, a wave of purifying energy washing through her.
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.
"Pleasure to meet you" she said and bowed a bit. "This is bonk" she said and pointed to the rust colored pseudodragon with golden eyes "and his sister, tink" she said and pointed at the red-marron- and purpled scaled smaller Pseudodragon who was messing with the marble smidge had rolled.
Eaton looks over to Bonk and says in draconic, "Hello." then in common, "Nice to meet you as well."
Bonk narrows his gold eyes before curling around Oscar's neck like a scaly scarf. "Don't mind him, he's shy, unlike his sister." Oscar said and smiled
"I understand completely. Took awhile for Smidge to trust me." he says with a chuckle. Smidge blinks with his green eyes at the marble that Tink is playing with.
She chuckles and sits down. Tink passes the marble back, letting out some sort of noise that sounded like a eagle being strangled
"How did you meet Tink and Bonk?" Eaton asks as Smidge passes the marble back to Tink. Happy, happy. Smidge says to Oscar
"Expedition in the forests of Talathim" she said "I fed them btoh a piece of fruit and they started following me around"
"Sounds lovely. The woods are my favorite home."
"I agree, My home was in the middle of Lysondar woods. A place my father could not reach me"
Eaton frowns. "What happened with your father?" he takes a moment to realize what he said. "Y-you don't have to answer of course. Sorry, it's been a long time since I've had a human interaction."
She chuckles "No no, its fine. I rather tell about him so others don't fall to him. His name is Alleck, he's a archlich."
"Never heard of him. I hope I dont meet him. From what I've heard liches don't care about nature." he says with a shudder
She chuckles "My father didn't, he did see me as a daughter but as a protégé to take on his work. Then when he was granted lichdom, he said he feared me taking over and overthrowing him"
"What a jerk." Eaton says as Smidge sends the marble to Oscar.
Oscar chuckles "i suppose, but if I speak to freely of it, I might be labeled as a threat."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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.
Meets DC beats it. She becomes sober fairly quickly "Oh..... hello, Soldaer. I.... Said quite a lot, didnt I...."
Soldaer laughs. "Yeah, a decent bit. I think you were just about as drunk as you were back in Sigil."
"Just about.... usually happens weekly. You.... Wanted to know about Joshua?"
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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
Soldaer reaches into another pocket and pulls out a pair of glasses, and deftly fills both with the Feywine, giving one to Oscar, and drinking from the other himself.
She chuckles "That jackets holds everything hm?" she asked, sipping hers.
Soldaer shrugs, chuckling. "It's got a couple extradimensional pockets in it, so it can hold just about anything I need it to. I had about four bottles of this stuff on me when E, Atemos, Avarice, and myself went to Sigil." He says, taking a sip on his glass.
The Feywine has an interesting combination of flavors. Honey, a very sweet fruity flavor, and several spices, including some Oscar can't identify.
She chuckled "sounded like fun" she said and grinned. She holds the neck of the glass, swirling around the wine a bit, watching its crimson liquid form a sort of whirlpool before stopping.
"It definitely was. Atemos, the Demon Lord, got drunk and tried licking a Dancing light I created." Soldaer laughs at the memory before taking another sip of his glass. "Took him a single swig of this magical alcohol E has called Syna to become that drunk, while it took me two whole bottles of my Feywine." He says with a chuckle.
She chuckles again and drinks back the wine in her glass with ease, seeming to not get soused a bit. She smiles "Last time I got drunk was with Abberon and Cindel. We were celebrating the end of a war time and everyone there got drunk."
Soldaer watches her with a smile on his face. "That does seem like a god reason to celebrate." He says before draining his glass and pouring another for each of them, also not even remotely drunk yet.
She takes the bottle from him and pours herself another glass "(GP) you for getting good wine, im a sucker for it"
Soldaer chuckles. "This isn't even the really good stuff. That's back up in my room." He says, his eyes twinkling mischievously.
"Hm" she said and tapped her glass against her teeth "Thats a maybe on the offer"
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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.
"Pleasure to meet you" she said and bowed a bit. "This is bonk" she said and pointed to the rust colored pseudodragon with golden eyes "and his sister, tink" she said and pointed at the red-marron- and purpled scaled smaller Pseudodragon who was messing with the marble smidge had rolled.
Eaton looks over to Bonk and says in draconic, "Hello." then in common, "Nice to meet you as well."
Bonk narrows his gold eyes before curling around Oscar's neck like a scaly scarf. "Don't mind him, he's shy, unlike his sister." Oscar said and smiled
"I understand completely. Took awhile for Smidge to trust me." he says with a chuckle. Smidge blinks with his green eyes at the marble that Tink is playing with.
She chuckles and sits down. Tink passes the marble back, letting out some sort of noise that sounded like a eagle being strangled
"How did you meet Tink and Bonk?" Eaton asks as Smidge passes the marble back to Tink. Happy, happy. Smidge says to Oscar
"Expedition in the forests of Talathim" she said "I fed them btoh a piece of fruit and they started following me around"
"Sounds lovely. The woods are my favorite home."
"I agree, My home was in the middle of Lysondar woods. A place my father could not reach me"
Eaton frowns. "What happened with your father?" he takes a moment to realize what he said. "Y-you don't have to answer of course. Sorry, it's been a long time since I've had a human interaction."
She chuckles "No no, its fine. I rather tell about him so others don't fall to him. His name is Alleck, he's a archlich."
"Never heard of him. I hope I dont meet him. From what I've heard liches don't care about nature." he says with a shudder
She chuckles "My father didn't, he did see me as a daughter but as a protégé to take on his work. Then when he was granted lichdom, he said he feared me taking over and overthrowing him"
"What a jerk." Eaton says as Smidge sends the marble to Oscar.
Oscar chuckles "i suppose, but if I speak to freely of it, I might be labeled as a threat."
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.
"Pleasure to meet you" she said and bowed a bit. "This is bonk" she said and pointed to the rust colored pseudodragon with golden eyes "and his sister, tink" she said and pointed at the red-marron- and purpled scaled smaller Pseudodragon who was messing with the marble smidge had rolled.
Eaton looks over to Bonk and says in draconic, "Hello." then in common, "Nice to meet you as well."
Bonk narrows his gold eyes before curling around Oscar's neck like a scaly scarf. "Don't mind him, he's shy, unlike his sister." Oscar said and smiled
"I understand completely. Took awhile for Smidge to trust me." he says with a chuckle. Smidge blinks with his green eyes at the marble that Tink is playing with.
She chuckles and sits down. Tink passes the marble back, letting out some sort of noise that sounded like a eagle being strangled
"How did you meet Tink and Bonk?" Eaton asks as Smidge passes the marble back to Tink. Happy, happy. Smidge says to Oscar
"Expedition in the forests of Talathim" she said "I fed them btoh a piece of fruit and they started following me around"
"Sounds lovely. The woods are my favorite home."
"I agree, My home was in the middle of Lysondar woods. A place my father could not reach me"
Eaton frowns. "What happened with your father?" he takes a moment to realize what he said. "Y-you don't have to answer of course. Sorry, it's been a long time since I've had a human interaction."
She chuckles "No no, its fine. I rather tell about him so others don't fall to him. His name is Alleck, he's a archlich."
"Never heard of him. I hope I dont meet him. From what I've heard liches don't care about nature." he says with a shudder
She chuckles "My father didn't, he did see me as a daughter but as a protégé to take on his work. Then when he was granted lichdom, he said he feared me taking over and overthrowing him"
"What a jerk." Eaton says as Smidge sends the marble to Oscar.
Oscar chuckles "i suppose, but if I speak to freely of it, I might be labeled as a threat."
"I believe it. Never underestimate people."
"Before I ran, I took his helm, sword, and staff. I don't doubt he made himself another but hopefully it put a pause on his workP
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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.
"Indeed, still some scars but otherwise fine" she said and kissed back
Soldaer reaches into another pocket and pulls out a pair of glasses, and deftly fills both with the Feywine, giving one to Oscar, and drinking from the other himself.
She chuckles "That jackets holds everything hm?" she asked, sipping hers.
Soldaer shrugs, chuckling. "It's got a couple extradimensional pockets in it, so it can hold just about anything I need it to. I had about four bottles of this stuff on me when E, Atemos, Avarice, and myself went to Sigil." He says, taking a sip on his glass.
The Feywine has an interesting combination of flavors. Honey, a very sweet fruity flavor, and several spices, including some Oscar can't identify.
She chuckled "sounded like fun" she said and grinned. She holds the neck of the glass, swirling around the wine a bit, watching its crimson liquid form a sort of whirlpool before stopping.
"It definitely was. Atemos, the Demon Lord, got drunk and tried licking a Dancing light I created." Soldaer laughs at the memory before taking another sip of his glass. "Took him a single swig of this magical alcohol E has called Syna to become that drunk, while it took me two whole bottles of my Feywine." He says with a chuckle.
She chuckles again and drinks back the wine in her glass with ease, seeming to not get soused a bit. She smiles "Last time I got drunk was with Abberon and Cindel. We were celebrating the end of a war time and everyone there got drunk."
Soldaer watches her with a smile on his face. "That does seem like a god reason to celebrate." He says before draining his glass and pouring another for each of them, also not even remotely drunk yet.
She takes the bottle from him and pours herself another glass "(GP) you for getting good wine, im a sucker for it"
Soldaer chuckles. "This isn't even the really good stuff. That's back up in my room." He says, his eyes twinkling mischievously.
"Hm" she said and tapped her glass against her teeth "Thats a maybe on the offer"
Soldaer smiles slyly. "C'mon. You know you're intrigued by that possibility." He puts the cork back on the bottle and slips it back into one of his pockets. "Shall we?" He asks, putting his arm out so she can slip her's through it.
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
Soldaer reaches into another pocket and pulls out a pair of glasses, and deftly fills both with the Feywine, giving one to Oscar, and drinking from the other himself.
She chuckles "That jackets holds everything hm?" she asked, sipping hers.
Soldaer shrugs, chuckling. "It's got a couple extradimensional pockets in it, so it can hold just about anything I need it to. I had about four bottles of this stuff on me when E, Atemos, Avarice, and myself went to Sigil." He says, taking a sip on his glass.
The Feywine has an interesting combination of flavors. Honey, a very sweet fruity flavor, and several spices, including some Oscar can't identify.
She chuckled "sounded like fun" she said and grinned. She holds the neck of the glass, swirling around the wine a bit, watching its crimson liquid form a sort of whirlpool before stopping.
"It definitely was. Atemos, the Demon Lord, got drunk and tried licking a Dancing light I created." Soldaer laughs at the memory before taking another sip of his glass. "Took him a single swig of this magical alcohol E has called Syna to become that drunk, while it took me two whole bottles of my Feywine." He says with a chuckle.
She chuckles again and drinks back the wine in her glass with ease, seeming to not get soused a bit. She smiles "Last time I got drunk was with Abberon and Cindel. We were celebrating the end of a war time and everyone there got drunk."
Soldaer watches her with a smile on his face. "That does seem like a god reason to celebrate." He says before draining his glass and pouring another for each of them, also not even remotely drunk yet.
She takes the bottle from him and pours herself another glass "(GP) you for getting good wine, im a sucker for it"
Soldaer chuckles. "This isn't even the really good stuff. That's back up in my room." He says, his eyes twinkling mischievously.
"Hm" she said and tapped her glass against her teeth "Thats a maybe on the offer"
Soldaer smiles slyly. "C'mon. You know you're intrigued by that possibility." He puts the cork back on the bottle and slips it back into one of his pockets. "Shall we?" He asks, putting his arm out so she can slip her's through it.
She narrows her eyes and drinks back the glass of wine with ease. "fine then" she said and took his arm.
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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.
"Pleasure to meet you" she said and bowed a bit. "This is bonk" she said and pointed to the rust colored pseudodragon with golden eyes "and his sister, tink" she said and pointed at the red-marron- and purpled scaled smaller Pseudodragon who was messing with the marble smidge had rolled.
Eaton looks over to Bonk and says in draconic, "Hello." then in common, "Nice to meet you as well."
Bonk narrows his gold eyes before curling around Oscar's neck like a scaly scarf. "Don't mind him, he's shy, unlike his sister." Oscar said and smiled
"I understand completely. Took awhile for Smidge to trust me." he says with a chuckle. Smidge blinks with his green eyes at the marble that Tink is playing with.
She chuckles and sits down. Tink passes the marble back, letting out some sort of noise that sounded like a eagle being strangled
"How did you meet Tink and Bonk?" Eaton asks as Smidge passes the marble back to Tink. Happy, happy. Smidge says to Oscar
"Expedition in the forests of Talathim" she said "I fed them btoh a piece of fruit and they started following me around"
"Sounds lovely. The woods are my favorite home."
"I agree, My home was in the middle of Lysondar woods. A place my father could not reach me"
Eaton frowns. "What happened with your father?" he takes a moment to realize what he said. "Y-you don't have to answer of course. Sorry, it's been a long time since I've had a human interaction."
She chuckles "No no, its fine. I rather tell about him so others don't fall to him. His name is Alleck, he's a archlich."
"Never heard of him. I hope I dont meet him. From what I've heard liches don't care about nature." he says with a shudder
She chuckles "My father didn't, he did see me as a daughter but as a protégé to take on his work. Then when he was granted lichdom, he said he feared me taking over and overthrowing him"
"What a jerk." Eaton says as Smidge sends the marble to Oscar.
Oscar chuckles "i suppose, but if I speak to freely of it, I might be labeled as a threat."
"I believe it. Never underestimate people."
"Before I ran, I took his helm, sword, and staff. I don't doubt he made himself another but hopefully it put a pause on his workP
"Not much... I remember the Nightwalker and the Silent One. Then you leaving and coming back. Giving you a present then its just....blank."
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Meets DC beats it. She becomes sober fairly quickly "Oh..... hello, Soldaer. I.... Said quite a lot, didnt I...."
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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Soldaer laughs. "Yeah, a decent bit. I think you were just about as drunk as you were back in Sigil."
Oscar chuckles "i suppose, but if I speak to freely of it, I might be labeled as a threat."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
You can feel Paris' blush through the mask.
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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.
"Just about.... usually happens weekly. You.... Wanted to know about Joshua?"
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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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"Hm" she said and tapped her glass against her teeth "Thats a maybe on the offer"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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"I believe it. Never underestimate people."
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Eaton pokes him. "You went quiet." he says with a smirk
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"Before I ran, I took his helm, sword, and staff. I don't doubt he made himself another but hopefully it put a pause on his workP
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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Paris fiddles with some metal "Yeah..."
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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.
Soldaer smiles slyly. "C'mon. You know you're intrigued by that possibility." He puts the cork back on the bottle and slips it back into one of his pockets. "Shall we?" He asks, putting his arm out so she can slip her's through it.
She narrows her eyes and drinks back the glass of wine with ease. "fine then" she said and took his arm.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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"It probably slowed him down some."
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Soldaer chuckles slightly. "If you're willing to tell me, then yes."
Eaton sits in silence occasionally rolling the marble for Smidge
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