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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"
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.
Soldaer chuckles, and leads her upstairs, not even bothering with the glasses. You didn't sound so sure, dear...Do you have other things on your mind?
"Others things I suppose." She said, removing a neatly folded paper from her pocket
Anything I can help with? He asks, glancing at her out of the corner of his eye.
"Not at the moment my love" she said and kissed his hand
They reach the section of wall where the door to Soldaer's room is. Maybe a little distraction will help...
She smiled and kisses his hand again "Maybe it will"
Soldaer smiles, and pushes open the door pulling her inside. and closing the door behind them.
The chairs and table are still there from the last time they were in here. Soldaer gestures to one of the chairs. "Shall have some more drinks, from my good private stock?" He asks with a smile.
*Your going to have resend that PM again*
She chuckles and sits down
*You lost it?*
Soldaer chuckles and walks over to his collection. "More Feywine, or something else? I've got some very good Hespelioran Whiskey and Cavonian brandy."
*More like a habit of deleting things in my PM often*
"Anything with cinnamon"
*Got it.*
"Hmmmm....Let me see what I have then." Soldaer looks through his case, before pulling out a bottle. "Soskeolian Spiced Rum." He says with a twinkle in his eye.
A man strides towards the tavern. He wears total black clothing, covering every part of his body. From the hood that covers his head to the boots that leave thick foot prints through the mud. Rain pours down around him as he reaches the entrance to the tavern, staring at the door, before opening it and walking in. He wears a pure white mask over his face, not facial features or design on it, just a plain white mask. His belt carries two sets of daggers made of silver and adamantine. He says nothing as he watches the tavern setting before sitting down at a table and pulling out a small black book and writing in it.
*Fine once again I'm bringing my new character to people cuz no one will come to him, click on my profile then go to posts, second or third is his intro, but I did forget to mention the he's an half-elf.* The half-elf follows him in, sheathing his greatsword as the rain washes of most the demon blood on his gear. "You, do you know what tavern this is? And where?" He speaks in a lower tone, slightly tired.
The figure shakes its head "My job is not to question where or what but to question why" the man said underneath of the mask
". . . ., I'm the one questioning, & you could have just said no."
The man chuckles "Your eye for observation serves you well" he said and strides ahead
"If you don't pay attention you're practically dead, especially with what I do."
"Well the hats off to you my friend" He said and gave a dramatic bow. "I am IV. or Six if you like. whatever one"
"Vencerys Stonewood, most call me Vence." He nods his head as he says this.
Paris seems to be making a replica of Smidge. He is taking apart some of his other half-finished creations for extra parts.
Smidge bats at a spare spring
*Do you wanna timewarp to the next day?*
*Alright*
Paris has fallen asleep on his work bench. He has his mask off, and his hood down. You can see the rest of his scar. It seems to have shredded most of his right ear, and it stretches down to his cheek. A near-perfect replica of smidge lays next to him on the workbench. Some spare parts have rolled onto the floor.
Eaton rubs his eyes and smiles he props Paris up and walks him to his bed. He lays him down then goes and looks at the replica of Smidge
Paris snores and turns over. The replica is expertly crafted, and seems to be made of mostly bronze. Its' tail and back legs are unfinished.
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.
Krathian is talking with Phantom, using Q'ilbrith as a telepathic booster.
Jim is playing "The Dreadnought" on his concertina and singing
Fin is drinking an IPA at the bar, scratching the tattoo on the back of his hand.
Where did you get that tattoo from?
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Kai is recovering from his burns and tinkering with the barrel of his pepperbox
There is a very loud bang from the woods
Vega looks out into the forest from the door, checking what that was
There is a plume of smoke and there is a small glimpse of a shell shocked Albwin
"[GP]," Vega mutters, going off to help
Albwin stays very still
Vega runs up beside him, "Albwin, what happened?"
Phantom lands nearby, quickly shifting to his elf form. "ALBWIN!??"
"Tried a new spell...it exploded."
"Heh, know what that feels like." A telepathic voice from nowhere apparent broadcasts.
Who are you? Phantom says telepathically, a slight snarl spicing the tone.
"Oh, apologies, I didn't realize I, or rather, my familiar was invisible to you." A small shape roughly the size of a grapefruit flop/scoots out of the shadows. "I am Krathian, this is Q'ilbrith."
Right! I've seen you around. Phantom switches to his truesight, and sounds a bit more relieved and calmer.
He can see Q'ilbrith plainly. "It's rather thoughtful of you to keep an eye on the children."
Albwin is my adopted son. Phantom looks directly at Q'ilbrith. Of course I'm going to keep an eye on him.
"Oh! I was unaware, congratulations." Q'ilbrith blinks twice. "Perhaps he could use some tutelage in the fields of magic?"
Phantom chuckles. Perhaps, especially considering I'm a cleric, and so very different type of magic than the one he uses."
"I would be happy to come to teach Albwin a trick or two. I'm not a wizard myself, but I have studied a vast amount of techniques and should be able to help him with some basic spellcasting principles. It is true, divine magic and arcane magic tend to be very different. The arcane variety tends to be ... finicky, and hard to master especially with planar magic variance. On a side note, from which deity do you derive your power?"
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I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
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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"
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.
Soldaer chuckles, and leads her upstairs, not even bothering with the glasses. You didn't sound so sure, dear...Do you have other things on your mind?
"Others things I suppose." She said, removing a neatly folded paper from her pocket
Anything I can help with? He asks, glancing at her out of the corner of his eye.
"Not at the moment my love" she said and kissed his hand
They reach the section of wall where the door to Soldaer's room is. Maybe a little distraction will help...
She smiled and kisses his hand again "Maybe it will"
Soldaer smiles, and pushes open the door pulling her inside. and closing the door behind them.
The chairs and table are still there from the last time they were in here. Soldaer gestures to one of the chairs. "Shall have some more drinks, from my good private stock?" He asks with a smile.
*Your going to have resend that PM again*
She chuckles and sits down
*You lost it?*
Soldaer chuckles and walks over to his collection. "More Feywine, or something else? I've got some very good Hespelioran Whiskey and Cavonian brandy."
*More like a habit of deleting things in my PM often*
"Anything with cinnamon"
*Got it.*
"Hmmmm....Let me see what I have then." Soldaer looks through his case, before pulling out a bottle. "Soskeolian Spiced Rum." He says with a twinkle in his eye.
"Mnnn never been much for rum. Got anything with a kick"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A man strides towards the tavern. He wears total black clothing, covering every part of his body. From the hood that covers his head to the boots that leave thick foot prints through the mud. Rain pours down around him as he reaches the entrance to the tavern, staring at the door, before opening it and walking in. He wears a pure white mask over his face, not facial features or design on it, just a plain white mask. His belt carries two sets of daggers made of silver and adamantine. He says nothing as he watches the tavern setting before sitting down at a table and pulling out a small black book and writing in it.
*Fine once again I'm bringing my new character to people cuz no one will come to him, click on my profile then go to posts, second or third is his intro, but I did forget to mention the he's an half-elf.* The half-elf follows him in, sheathing his greatsword as the rain washes of most the demon blood on his gear. "You, do you know what tavern this is? And where?" He speaks in a lower tone, slightly tired.
The figure shakes its head "My job is not to question where or what but to question why" the man said underneath of the mask
". . . ., I'm the one questioning, & you could have just said no."
The man chuckles "Your eye for observation serves you well" he said and strides ahead
"If you don't pay attention you're practically dead, especially with what I do."
"Well the hats off to you my friend" He said and gave a dramatic bow. "I am IV. or Six if you like. whatever one"
"Vencerys Stonewood, most call me Vence." He nods his head as he says this.
"Pleasure to meet you" he said
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Paris seems to be making a replica of Smidge. He is taking apart some of his other half-finished creations for extra parts.
Smidge bats at a spare spring
*Do you wanna timewarp to the next day?*
*Alright*
Paris has fallen asleep on his work bench. He has his mask off, and his hood down. You can see the rest of his scar. It seems to have shredded most of his right ear, and it stretches down to his cheek. A near-perfect replica of smidge lays next to him on the workbench. Some spare parts have rolled onto the floor.
Eaton rubs his eyes and smiles he props Paris up and walks him to his bed. He lays him down then goes and looks at the replica of Smidge
Paris snores and turns over. The replica is expertly crafted, and seems to be made of mostly bronze. Its' tail and back legs are unfinished.
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)
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Wolfe is in her room, playing her guitar a bit.
Wyatt is doing Wyatt things.
-insert whoever-
Roll perception.
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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?"
Soldaer chuckles slightly. "If you're willing to tell me, then yes."
She sighs "Follow me" She begins walking towards the end of the world
Soldaer nods, and follows.
She walks through a certain spot in the void wall
Soldaer stops momentarily before shrugging and following E through.
He walks through a hidden portal, finding himself outside what would look like the gates of a large city. However, inside only around half the city seems built, the inner core full of buildings made out of lustrous black and white stone. The outer ring, from the edge of those buildings to the wall, is filled with a more gruesome landscape. Buildings in ruins, completely destroyed or heavily damaged, some places seeming to have stains from blood. A deadland that looks like it was burned, blown up, and magically attacked.E stands next to him, looking over the scene somber
What happened here, E? Soldaer asks, obviously shocked.
A war. This is Eligas. My home city...
Ohhh....Soldaer just goes silent for a minute, trying to process the sight.
It... Wasnt exactly like this when I was younger
I wouldn't think so. This has something to do with Joshua though?
(Yes... And no. The war started as he died)
Soldaer turns and looks at E You brought me here to tell me about Joshua. I have a feeling there's much more to the story about the war than what you've told me so far, E.
It... Starts before me. Long before. Around 250 years ago, the city was prospering..... The 2nd largest in Sogel, and growing. A city full of wealth for all who stayed in it
Ok, go on...
Then.... The current lord of the city died of old age. The next in line was his son, Joshua. 'Lord' Joshua was a greedy scumbag. He made the city unlivable for anyone not noble. The taxes were unpayable, the property unaffordable, and anyone who spoke against him, r anyone he saw as a threat to his power would be publicly executed. And that doesnt even start on his scandals...
Soldaer nods. I see...
I.. was born on these streets. Under his rule, to a single mother. And not technically noble
Go on...
I... Me and my brother eventually lost our mother to sickness. I was 7 at the time... Thats when we had to start surviving on our own. And when I started teaching myself magic. We.... Had a living aunt on our fathers side who owned a home we stayed in every once in a while. But we couldnt be there often, for reasons we didnt understand at the time... Considering her mother was apparently single... Its strange that the aunt would be on the fathers side. And that theyd own property despite it being so expensive...
Oh E...I'm sorry. Soldaer puts an arm around her shoulder and gives her a hug.
Theres.... Theres no need to be sorry... Kalnor and I survived..
Still...I can't imagine how hard it must've been...
It.... It was tough.... But the streets werent much compared to the events after that..
What happened?
(Well... Joshua had an heir. A son with his wife. However... He discovered he also discovered he had another son and a daughter that he hadnt known about .. One of them older than his heir"
You and Kalnor?
She nods slowly
And I'm guessing a Civil war broke out, correct?
She shakes her head (No one know... Only we did,.our aunt did,.and he did... He captured Kalnor)
He. Did. WHAT?
(He had captured Kalnor. And framed him of a triple murder to execute him...)
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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?"
Soldaer chuckles slightly. "If you're willing to tell me, then yes."
She sighs "Follow me" She begins walking towards the end of the world
Soldaer nods, and follows.
She walks through a certain spot in the void wall
Soldaer stops momentarily before shrugging and following E through.
He walks through a hidden portal, finding himself outside what would look like the gates of a large city. However, inside only around half the city seems built, the inner core full of buildings made out of lustrous black and white stone. The outer ring, from the edge of those buildings to the wall, is filled with a more gruesome landscape. Buildings in ruins, completely destroyed or heavily damaged, some places seeming to have stains from blood. A deadland that looks like it was burned, blown up, and magically attacked.E stands next to him, looking over the scene somber
What happened here, E? Soldaer asks, obviously shocked.
A war. This is Eligas. My home city...
Ohhh....Soldaer just goes silent for a minute, trying to process the sight.
It... Wasnt exactly like this when I was younger
I wouldn't think so. This has something to do with Joshua though?
(Yes... And no. The war started as he died)
Soldaer turns and looks at E You brought me here to tell me about Joshua. I have a feeling there's much more to the story about the war than what you've told me so far, E.
It... Starts before me. Long before. Around 250 years ago, the city was prospering..... The 2nd largest in Sogel, and growing. A city full of wealth for all who stayed in it
Ok, go on...
Then.... The current lord of the city died of old age. The next in line was his son, Joshua. 'Lord' Joshua was a greedy scumbag. He made the city unlivable for anyone not noble. The taxes were unpayable, the property unaffordable, and anyone who spoke against him, r anyone he saw as a threat to his power would be publicly executed. And that doesnt even start on his scandals...
Soldaer nods. I see...
I.. was born on these streets. Under his rule, to a single mother. And not technically noble
Go on...
I... Me and my brother eventually lost our mother to sickness. I was 7 at the time... Thats when we had to start surviving on our own. And when I started teaching myself magic. We.... Had a living aunt on our fathers side who owned a home we stayed in every once in a while. But we couldnt be there often, for reasons we didnt understand at the time... Considering her mother was apparently single... Its strange that the aunt would be on the fathers side. And that theyd own property despite it being so expensive...
Oh E...I'm sorry. Soldaer puts an arm around her shoulder and gives her a hug.
Theres.... Theres no need to be sorry... Kalnor and I survived..
Still...I can't imagine how hard it must've been...
It.... It was tough.... But the streets werent much compared to the events after that..
What happened?
(Well... Joshua had an heir. A son with his wife. However... He discovered he also discovered he had another son and a daughter that he hadnt known about .. One of them older than his heir"
You and Kalnor?
She nods slowly
And I'm guessing a Civil war broke out, correct?
She shakes her head (No one know... Only we did,.our aunt did,.and he did... He captured Kalnor)
He. Did. WHAT?
(He had captured Kalnor. And framed him of a triple murder to execute him...)
Various angry sounds come over the telepathic link, as well as out loud.
"A god of nature" Roll insight
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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*Got it.*
"Hmmmm....Let me see what I have then." Soldaer looks through his case, before pulling out a bottle. "Soskeolian Spiced Rum." He says with a twinkle in his eye.
"Vencerys Stonewood, most call me Vence." He nods his head as he says this.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Paris snores and turns over. The replica is expertly crafted, and seems to be made of mostly bronze. Its' tail and back legs are unfinished.
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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.
Where did you get that tattoo from?
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"I would be happy to come to teach Albwin a trick or two. I'm not a wizard myself, but I have studied a vast amount of techniques and should be able to help him with some basic spellcasting principles. It is true, divine magic and arcane magic tend to be very different. The arcane variety tends to be ... finicky, and hard to master especially with planar magic variance. On a side note, from which deity do you derive your power?"
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
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"Mnnn never been much for rum. Got anything with a kick"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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Wolfe is in her room, playing her guitar a bit.
Wyatt is doing Wyatt things.
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Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"Alright, thats a deal kid," He offers his hand, "Now, first what type of caster are you?"
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
"Pleasure to meet you" he said
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"This is amazing." he whispers
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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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Theren pokes Taceli. "So what happened?"
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
Roll perception.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*I kinda wanna insert Anson again. i kinda loved using a defective rogue halfling*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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)
ATEMOS!!!! Soldaer is trying to sound angry, but can't entirely. I am certain I have no clue what you're talking about my friend.
Various angry sounds come over the telepathic link, as well as out loud.
"HEeey." He makes a joking angry face, as his cheekbones & the area around them turn a more redy-pink, this is a constant on his face
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.