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#60609 May 3, 2022
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*Look at pfp for description.*

It fades into reality, crawling along the rafters.

*None of you can ignore it's existence.... it'll eventually fall on someone.....*

Alabaster see's it and shivers a bit with disgust. This dwarf was afraid of spiders.

It's beady eyes all focus on him instantly.

Alabaster backs up a bit, grabbing a handful of papers as a sort-of weapon

A handsome moon elf appears next to him. "You're inside the blessing. You won't be able to harm that thing, not that I think those papers would do much." He says with a chuckle, his deep green eyes, searching.

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Flanne is marking something on a map.

Paris has fallen asleep at his workbench and forgotten to close his door.

Thara walks up "Oh, um, I'll just." She reaches in to grab the door.

Paris starts awake, and puts on his welding mask. "I got it! Sorry!"

"okay, I don't see why youre sorry."

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Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.

Definitely not an undead.
#60611 May 3, 2022
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*Look at pfp for description.*

It fades into reality, crawling along the rafters.

*None of you can ignore it's existence.... it'll eventually fall on someone.....*

Alabaster see's it and shivers a bit with disgust. This dwarf was afraid of spiders.

It's beady eyes all focus on him instantly.

Alabaster backs up a bit, grabbing a handful of papers as a sort-of weapon

It lifts up it's mandibles, revealing the human face underneath... which smiles menacingly.

Alabaster lets out a scream and starts smacking it with his papers.

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𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
#60612 May 3, 2022
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Flanne is marking something on a map.

Paris has fallen asleep at his workbench and forgotten to close his door.

Thara walks up "Oh, um, I'll just." She reaches in to grab the door.

Paris starts awake, and puts on his welding mask. "I got it! Sorry!"

"okay, I don't see why youre sorry."

"Uhh... See you around." Paris nods and closes the door.

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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.
#60613 May 3, 2022
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Alson is practicing with his daggers. He spins around as he sends three of them into the trunk of a tree near by. He chuckles to himself and goes over to pull them out.

Albaster is petting his horses. He chuckles to himself as he pets their zebra-like coats and feeds them a mix of oats and barley.

Dove is hunting a rabbit. She pounces on it, chuckling to herself.

Vence speaks up from a little away, "Spinning like that only makes yourself more vulnerable." He wears the same gear from yesterday but clean & a shield where the back pack was.

Alson narrows his green eyes and turns away "i don't need a lecture" he grumbled.

*May i have a description?*

*yup*

He's 5'9" & has really dark brown hair, almost black, he has green eyes, barely pointed ears, & slightly tanned skin. He dons a full set of silvery-black chain mail, a brown leather belt holding trousers almost hidden by the greaves & leather straps on the thighs. The straps each hold a handaxe. On his lower back there's a metal shield with a crest of a crown, the upper back taken up by the sheath holding his greatsword, with the handle pointing out from just under his right shoulder. All of the metal on him is the same silvery-black one that makes his armour.

"You can be flashy all you want but if you do so you increase your chance of death, your enemies won't wait for you to finish." He has a low-ish voice.

"If i wanted an opinion on how i work, i would've gone back to the military" he said, plucking one of the knives out

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𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
#60614 May 3, 2022
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*Look at pfp for description.*

It fades into reality, crawling along the rafters.

*None of you can ignore it's existence.... it'll eventually fall on someone.....*

Alabaster see's it and shivers a bit with disgust. This dwarf was afraid of spiders.

It's beady eyes all focus on him instantly.

Alabaster backs up a bit, grabbing a handful of papers as a sort-of weapon

It lifts up it's mandibles, revealing the human face underneath... which smiles menacingly.

Alabaster lets out a scream and starts smacking it with his papers.

The illusion disappears and Ettor can be heard laughing across the tavern.

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#60615 May 3, 2022
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Flanne is marking something on a map.

Paris has fallen asleep at his workbench and forgotten to close his door.

Thara walks up "Oh, um, I'll just." She reaches in to grab the door.

Paris starts awake, and puts on his welding mask. "I got it! Sorry!"

"okay, I don't see why youre sorry."

"Uhh... See you around." Paris nods and closes the door.

"uhh, ok??" She stands there, confused.

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Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.

Definitely not an undead.
#60616 May 3, 2022
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*Look at pfp for description.*

It fades into reality, crawling along the rafters.

*None of you can ignore it's existence.... it'll eventually fall on someone.....*

Alabaster see's it and shivers a bit with disgust. This dwarf was afraid of spiders.

It's beady eyes all focus on him instantly.

Alabaster backs up a bit, grabbing a handful of papers as a sort-of weapon

A handsome moon elf appears next to him. "You're inside the blessing. You won't be able to harm that thing, not that I think those papers would do much." He says with a chuckle, his deep green eyes, searching.

Alabaster quickly neatens the papers a bit and chuckles "I know, i just don't like spiders eh"

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𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
#60617 May 3, 2022
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Alson is practicing with his daggers. He spins around as he sends three of them into the trunk of a tree near by. He chuckles to himself and goes over to pull them out.

Albaster is petting his horses. He chuckles to himself as he pets their zebra-like coats and feeds them a mix of oats and barley.

Dove is hunting a rabbit. She pounces on it, chuckling to herself.

Vence speaks up from a little away, "Spinning like that only makes yourself more vulnerable." He wears the same gear from yesterday but clean & a shield where the back pack was.

Alson narrows his green eyes and turns away "i don't need a lecture" he grumbled.

*May i have a description?*

*yup*

He's 5'9" & has really dark brown hair, almost black, he has green eyes, barely pointed ears, & slightly tanned skin. He dons a full set of silvery-black chain mail, a brown leather belt holding trousers almost hidden by the greaves & leather straps on the thighs. The straps each hold a handaxe. On his lower back there's a metal shield with a crest of a crown, the upper back taken up by the sheath holding his greatsword, with the handle pointing out from just under his right shoulder. All of the metal on him is the same silvery-black one that makes his armour.

"You can be flashy all you want but if you do so you increase your chance of death, your enemies won't wait for you to finish." He has a low-ish voice.

"If i wanted an opinion on how i work, i would've gone back to the military" he said, plucking one of the knives out

A slight chuckle comes from the woods to the side as an arrow knocks into the tree right next to one of Alson's daggers. It seems to radiate a bit of cold energy as faint snowflakes and mist stream off it.

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#60618 May 3, 2022
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*Look at pfp for description.*

It fades into reality, crawling along the rafters.

*None of you can ignore it's existence.... it'll eventually fall on someone.....*

Alabaster see's it and shivers a bit with disgust. This dwarf was afraid of spiders.

It's beady eyes all focus on him instantly.

Alabaster backs up a bit, grabbing a handful of papers as a sort-of weapon

It lifts up it's mandibles, revealing the human face underneath... which smiles menacingly.

Alabaster lets out a scream and starts smacking it with his papers.

The illusion disappears and Ettor can be heard laughing across the tavern.

Alabaster might be having a panic attack

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𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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Alson is practicing with his daggers. He spins around as he sends three of them into the trunk of a tree near by. He chuckles to himself and goes over to pull them out.

Albaster is petting his horses. He chuckles to himself as he pets their zebra-like coats and feeds them a mix of oats and barley.

Dove is hunting a rabbit. She pounces on it, chuckling to herself.

Vence speaks up from a little away, "Spinning like that only makes yourself more vulnerable." He wears the same gear from yesterday but clean & a shield where the back pack was.

Alson narrows his green eyes and turns away "i don't need a lecture" he grumbled.

*May i have a description?*

*yup*

He's 5'9" & has really dark brown hair, almost black, he has green eyes, barely pointed ears, & slightly tanned skin. He dons a full set of silvery-black chain mail, a brown leather belt holding trousers almost hidden by the greaves & leather straps on the thighs. The straps each hold a handaxe. On his lower back there's a metal shield with a crest of a crown, the upper back taken up by the sheath holding his greatsword, with the handle pointing out from just under his right shoulder. All of the metal on him is the same silvery-black one that makes his armour.

"You can be flashy all you want but if you do so you increase your chance of death, your enemies won't wait for you to finish." He has a low-ish voice.

"If i wanted an opinion on how i work, i would've gone back to the military" he said, plucking one of the knives out

"Sorry for trying to help."

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She/Her

Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.

Definitely not an undead.
#60620 May 3, 2022
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Alson is practicing with his daggers. He spins around as he sends three of them into the trunk of a tree near by. He chuckles to himself and goes over to pull them out.

Albaster is petting his horses. He chuckles to himself as he pets their zebra-like coats and feeds them a mix of oats and barley.

Dove is hunting a rabbit. She pounces on it, chuckling to herself.

Vence speaks up from a little away, "Spinning like that only makes yourself more vulnerable." He wears the same gear from yesterday but clean & a shield where the back pack was.

Alson narrows his green eyes and turns away "i don't need a lecture" he grumbled.

*May i have a description?*

*yup*

He's 5'9" & has really dark brown hair, almost black, he has green eyes, barely pointed ears, & slightly tanned skin. He dons a full set of silvery-black chain mail, a brown leather belt holding trousers almost hidden by the greaves & leather straps on the thighs. The straps each hold a handaxe. On his lower back there's a metal shield with a crest of a crown, the upper back taken up by the sheath holding his greatsword, with the handle pointing out from just under his right shoulder. All of the metal on him is the same silvery-black one that makes his armour.

"You can be flashy all you want but if you do so you increase your chance of death, your enemies won't wait for you to finish." He has a low-ish voice.

"If i wanted an opinion on how i work, i would've gone back to the military" he said, plucking one of the knives out

A slight chuckle comes from the woods to the side as an arrow knocks into the tree right next to one of Alson's daggers. It seems to radiate a bit of cold energy as faint snowflakes and mist stream off it.

Alson rolls his eyes "Elves" he murmers

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𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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*Look at pfp for description.*

It fades into reality, crawling along the rafters.

*None of you can ignore it's existence.... it'll eventually fall on someone.....*

Alabaster see's it and shivers a bit with disgust. This dwarf was afraid of spiders.

It's beady eyes all focus on him instantly.

Alabaster backs up a bit, grabbing a handful of papers as a sort-of weapon

It lifts up it's mandibles, revealing the human face underneath... which smiles menacingly.

Alabaster lets out a scream and starts smacking it with his papers.

The illusion disappears and Ettor can be heard laughing across the tavern.

Alabaster might be having a panic attack

A bunch of tiny versions of the creature crawl out from under a nearby table and swarm around him.

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#60622 May 3, 2022
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Krathian is angrily interrogating a Korred at the point of his cane-sword

Fin is out in the forest, carving what looks to be a scales symbol into one of the trees

Jim is cooking perogis

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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

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#60623 May 3, 2022
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Alson is practicing with his daggers. He spins around as he sends three of them into the trunk of a tree near by. He chuckles to himself and goes over to pull them out.

Albaster is petting his horses. He chuckles to himself as he pets their zebra-like coats and feeds them a mix of oats and barley.

Dove is hunting a rabbit. She pounces on it, chuckling to herself.

Vence speaks up from a little away, "Spinning like that only makes yourself more vulnerable." He wears the same gear from yesterday but clean & a shield where the back pack was.

Alson narrows his green eyes and turns away "i don't need a lecture" he grumbled.

*May i have a description?*

*yup*

He's 5'9" & has really dark brown hair, almost black, he has green eyes, barely pointed ears, & slightly tanned skin. He dons a full set of silvery-black chain mail, a brown leather belt holding trousers almost hidden by the greaves & leather straps on the thighs. The straps each hold a handaxe. On his lower back there's a metal shield with a crest of a crown, the upper back taken up by the sheath holding his greatsword, with the handle pointing out from just under his right shoulder. All of the metal on him is the same silvery-black one that makes his armour.

"You can be flashy all you want but if you do so you increase your chance of death, your enemies won't wait for you to finish." He has a low-ish voice.

"If i wanted an opinion on how i work, i would've gone back to the military" he said, plucking one of the knives out

"Sorry for trying to help."

He sighs "Nah, im sorry for being grumpy" he said

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𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
#60624 May 3, 2022
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*Look at pfp for description.*

It fades into reality, crawling along the rafters.

*None of you can ignore it's existence.... it'll eventually fall on someone.....*

Alabaster see's it and shivers a bit with disgust. This dwarf was afraid of spiders.

It's beady eyes all focus on him instantly.

Alabaster backs up a bit, grabbing a handful of papers as a sort-of weapon

A handsome moon elf appears next to him. "You're inside the blessing. You won't be able to harm that thing, not that I think those papers would do much." He says with a chuckle, his deep green eyes, searching.

Alabaster quickly neatens the papers a bit and chuckles "I know, i just don't like spiders eh"

The moon elf chuckles. "Fair enough." He says before extending a hand in greeting. "I'm Phantomizakell, or Phantom if you prefer. What brings you to the tavern?"

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Alson is practicing with his daggers. He spins around as he sends three of them into the trunk of a tree near by. He chuckles to himself and goes over to pull them out.

Albaster is petting his horses. He chuckles to himself as he pets their zebra-like coats and feeds them a mix of oats and barley.

Dove is hunting a rabbit. She pounces on it, chuckling to herself.

Vence speaks up from a little away, "Spinning like that only makes yourself more vulnerable." He wears the same gear from yesterday but clean & a shield where the back pack was.

Alson narrows his green eyes and turns away "i don't need a lecture" he grumbled.

*May i have a description?*

*yup*

He's 5'9" & has really dark brown hair, almost black, he has green eyes, barely pointed ears, & slightly tanned skin. He dons a full set of silvery-black chain mail, a brown leather belt holding trousers almost hidden by the greaves & leather straps on the thighs. The straps each hold a handaxe. On his lower back there's a metal shield with a crest of a crown, the upper back taken up by the sheath holding his greatsword, with the handle pointing out from just under his right shoulder. All of the metal on him is the same silvery-black one that makes his armour.

"You can be flashy all you want but if you do so you increase your chance of death, your enemies won't wait for you to finish." He has a low-ish voice.

"If i wanted an opinion on how i work, i would've gone back to the military" he said, plucking one of the knives out

A slight chuckle comes from the woods to the side as an arrow knocks into the tree right next to one of Alson's daggers. It seems to radiate a bit of cold energy as faint snowflakes and mist stream off it.

Vence looks in the direction it came from & holds the handle of his greatsword with his right hand.

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She/Her

Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.

Definitely not an undead.
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Krathian is angrily interrogating a Korred at the point of his cane-sword

Fin is out in the forest, carving what looks to be a scales symbol into one of the trees

Jim is cooking perogis

Alson (Halfling fighter) is outside throwing knives.

Alabaster (Dwarf bard) is being afraid of spiders.

Dove (Silver dragon-born rogue) is hunting a rabbit.

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𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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Krathian is angrily interrogating a Korred at the point of his cane-sword

Fin is out in the forest, carving what looks to be a scales symbol into one of the trees

Jim is cooking perogis

Ettor is messing with Alabaster with -insert whatever my pfp is-

Wolfe is playing a rock version of "hungry like the wolf" in her room experimentally.

Wyatt is doing Wyatt things.

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*Look at pfp for description.*

It fades into reality, crawling along the rafters.

*None of you can ignore it's existence.... it'll eventually fall on someone.....*

Alabaster see's it and shivers a bit with disgust. This dwarf was afraid of spiders.

It's beady eyes all focus on him instantly.

Alabaster backs up a bit, grabbing a handful of papers as a sort-of weapon

It lifts up it's mandibles, revealing the human face underneath... which smiles menacingly.

Alabaster lets out a scream and starts smacking it with his papers.

The illusion disappears and Ettor can be heard laughing across the tavern.

Alabaster might be having a panic attack

A bunch of tiny versions of the creature crawl out from under a nearby table and swarm around him.

Alabaster shrieks and backs away very fast

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𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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