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.
"Calm down, its just elves probably."
"That shot an arrow towards us, either bad aim or warning shot." He continues looking around on guard.
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.
Krathian walks into her room, holding a Korred aloft by the scruff of its neck and slamming the door behind him. He tosses it against the floor and looks over at Wolfe. "Sorry to interrupt, I needed help brainstorming ideas for what to do with a filthy little sneak-thief."
*Insert desire to play a korred character now.*
She looks at the little hairy guy on her floor and back at him. "Couldn't you have at least knocked?"
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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.
"Calm down, its just elves probably."
"That shot an arrow towards us, either bad aim or warning shot." He continues looking around on guard.
"Hopefully bad aim" he said
"Hope doesn't cut it,"
"geez, where did you come from, the abyss?" he asked. a chain appears in his hand, it had a sharp hook on the end of it
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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
They all grow little bee wings and fly onto his arms and legs and hair....
he starts smacking them with his lyre
Everytime one gets hit, it breaks down into even smaller versions of itself. He can feel their tiny hands clutching his skin and hair, their tiny feet pat-pat-pat-pat-ing as they crawl along the floor and on his skin....
Alabaster screams again and tries his best to get them off
They continue to crawl over him like ants.
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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.
She hears rustling in a nearby bush
She narrows her blue eyes and pounces upon it
She pounces on Fin, who had been picking berries, he yelps, turns over on his back, sticks up his hands and says: "Whatever you think I did, it wasn't me!"
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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.
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
Yazrin steps seemingly out of nowhere, chuckling still. "Yazrin Tlin'Orrza, at your service." He says, maroon eyes flashing.
Alson narrows his eyes "Whatever"
The arrow next to Alson's dagger vanishes as Yazrin draws back on how bow again, whirling around and felling a deer with a single shot. Yazrin watches it as it tumbles to the side, the area around the wound covered in frost. "Looks like I found dinner." He says with a chuckle before moving back into the woods, seemingly vanishing in the first patch of shade.
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
They all grow little bee wings and fly onto his arms and legs and hair....
he starts smacking them with his lyre
Everytime one gets hit, it breaks down into even smaller versions of itself. He can feel their tiny hands clutching his skin and hair, their tiny feet pat-pat-pat-pat-ing as they crawl along the floor and on his skin....
Alabaster screams again and tries his best to get them off
They continue to crawl over him like ants.
*me: -loving this chaos-*
*alabaster: IM GOING TO CRY NOW*
He sits down, now awaitng deatg
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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.
She hears rustling in a nearby bush
She narrows her blue eyes and pounces upon it
She pounces on Fin, who had been picking berries, he yelps, turns over on his back, sticks up his hands and says: "Whatever you think I did, it wasn't me!"
She narrows her eyes "You are no rabbit, you halfling" she said in broken common. Her stump-like tail lashes a bit "You have food on ye?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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
Yazrin steps seemingly out of nowhere, chuckling still. "Yazrin Tlin'Orrza, at your service." He says, maroon eyes flashing.
Alson narrows his eyes "Whatever"
The arrow next to Alson's dagger vanishes as Yazrin draws back on how bow again, whirling around and felling a deer with a single shot. Yazrin watches it as it tumbles to the side, the area around the wound covered in frost. "Looks like I found dinner." He says with a chuckle before moving back into the woods, seemingly vanishing in the first patch of shade.
"Elves" Alson says in disgust
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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.
Krathian walks into her room, holding a Korred aloft by the scruff of its neck and slamming the door behind him. He tosses it against the floor and looks over at Wolfe. "Sorry to interrupt, I needed help brainstorming ideas for what to do with a filthy little sneak-thief."
*Insert desire to play a korred character now.*
She looks at the little hairy guy on her floor and back at him. "Couldn't you have at least knocked?"
"I suppose I could've, but I imagined that the guttural squealing and the oddly deep-voiced shouts of 'Lemme go!," the Korred shouts "Lemme go!" again, without any acknowledgment from Krathian, who finishes his sentence: "would suffice. In hindsight, that was a foolish assumption."
*Lol my Grammarly is confused as heck rn. It does not like the word Korred."
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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.
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
They all grow little bee wings and fly onto his arms and legs and hair....
he starts smacking them with his lyre
Everytime one gets hit, it breaks down into even smaller versions of itself. He can feel their tiny hands clutching his skin and hair, their tiny feet pat-pat-pat-pat-ing as they crawl along the floor and on his skin....
Alabaster screams again and tries his best to get them off
They continue to crawl over him like ants.
*me: -loving this chaos-*
*alabaster: IM GOING TO CRY NOW*
He sits down, now awaitng deatg
*Ettor: -wheezing-*
After a while, they disappear, nothing but illusions.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
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.
"Calm down, its just elves probably."
"That shot an arrow towards us, either bad aim or warning shot." He continues looking around on guard.
"Hopefully bad aim" he said
"Hope doesn't cut it,"
"geez, where did you come from, the abyss?" he asked. a chain appears in his hand, it had a sharp hook on the end of it
"No but I've lived long enough to know these things. The taverns safe, so getting inside is recommended." He draws his greatsword & starts walking backwards to the tavern.
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.
She hears rustling in a nearby bush
She narrows her blue eyes and pounces upon it
She pounces on Fin, who had been picking berries, he yelps, turns over on his back, sticks up his hands and says: "Whatever you think I did, it wasn't me!"
She narrows her eyes "You are no rabbit, you halfling" she said in broken common. Her stump-like tail lashes a bit "You have food on ye?"
"Eh I got these," he says, pointing to the handful of berries he dropped when she pounced on him. "And some cram with my stuff back in the tavern, but other than that no."
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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.
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
Yazrin steps seemingly out of nowhere, chuckling still. "Yazrin Tlin'Orrza, at your service." He says, maroon eyes flashing.
Alson narrows his eyes "Whatever"
The arrow next to Alson's dagger vanishes as Yazrin draws back on how bow again, whirling around and felling a deer with a single shot. Yazrin watches it as it tumbles to the side, the area around the wound covered in frost. "Looks like I found dinner." He says with a chuckle before moving back into the woods, seemingly vanishing in the first patch of shade.
"Elves" Alson says in disgust
"I heard that." Yazrin calls from a completely different side of Alson.
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.
Krathian walks into her room, holding a Korred aloft by the scruff of its neck and slamming the door behind him. He tosses it against the floor and looks over at Wolfe. "Sorry to interrupt, I needed help brainstorming ideas for what to do with a filthy little sneak-thief."
*Insert desire to play a korred character now.*
She looks at the little hairy guy on her floor and back at him. "Couldn't you have at least knocked?"
"I suppose I could've, but I imagined that the guttural squealing and the oddly deep-voiced shouts of 'Lemme go!," the Korred shouts "Lemme go!" again, without any acknowledgment from Krathian, who finishes his sentence: "would suffice. In hindsight, that was a foolish assumption."
*Lol my Grammarly is confused as heck rn. It does not like the word Korred."
*XD*
She groans. "Oh well. Alright, what'd he steal?"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
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
They all grow little bee wings and fly onto his arms and legs and hair....
he starts smacking them with his lyre
Everytime one gets hit, it breaks down into even smaller versions of itself. He can feel their tiny hands clutching his skin and hair, their tiny feet pat-pat-pat-pat-ing as they crawl along the floor and on his skin....
Alabaster screams again and tries his best to get them off
They continue to crawl over him like ants.
*me: -loving this chaos-*
*alabaster: IM GOING TO CRY NOW*
He sits down, now awaiting death
*Ettor: -wheezing-*
After a while, they disappear, nothing but illusions.
Alabaster wipes one of his eyes and looks around before yelling "THEY WERE ILLUSIONS! (GP)
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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.
"Calm down, its just elves probably."
"That shot an arrow towards us, either bad aim or warning shot." He continues looking around on guard.
"Hopefully bad aim" he said
"Hope doesn't cut it,"
"geez, where did you come from, the abyss?" he asked. a chain appears in his hand, it had a sharp hook on the end of it
"No but I've lived long enough to know these things. The taverns safe, so getting inside is recommended." He draws his greatsword & starts walking backwards to the tavern.
Alson rolls his eyes again "Ill take my chances thanks bro"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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
They all grow little bee wings and fly onto his arms and legs and hair....
he starts smacking them with his lyre
Everytime one gets hit, it breaks down into even smaller versions of itself. He can feel their tiny hands clutching his skin and hair, their tiny feet pat-pat-pat-pat-ing as they crawl along the floor and on his skin....
Alabaster screams again and tries his best to get them off
They continue to crawl over him like ants.
*me: -loving this chaos-*
*alabaster: IM GOING TO CRY NOW*
He sits down, now awaiting death
*Ettor: -wheezing-*
After a while, they disappear, nothing but illusions.
Alabaster wipes one of his eyes and looks around before yelling "THEY WERE ILLUSIONS! (GP)
Ettor's wheezing laughter could be heard across all of Entropy.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
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.
She hears rustling in a nearby bush
She narrows her blue eyes and pounces upon it
She pounces on Fin, who had been picking berries, he yelps, turns over on his back, sticks up his hands and says: "Whatever you think I did, it wasn't me!"
She narrows her eyes "You are no rabbit, you halfling" she said in broken common. Her stump-like tail lashes a bit "You have food on ye?"
"Eh I got these," he says, pointing to the handful of berries he dropped when she pounced on him. "And some cram with my stuff back in the tavern, but other than that no."
She takes a small amount of the berries, before standing up and helping him up "I is Dove, Who are ye?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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
Yazrin steps seemingly out of nowhere, chuckling still. "Yazrin Tlin'Orrza, at your service." He says, maroon eyes flashing.
Alson narrows his eyes "Whatever"
The arrow next to Alson's dagger vanishes as Yazrin draws back on how bow again, whirling around and felling a deer with a single shot. Yazrin watches it as it tumbles to the side, the area around the wound covered in frost. "Looks like I found dinner." He says with a chuckle before moving back into the woods, seemingly vanishing in the first patch of shade.
"Elves" Alson says in disgust
"I heard that." Yazrin calls from a completely different side of Alson.
Alson flips them off
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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"Hope doesn't cut it,"
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*Insert desire to play a korred character now.*
She looks at the little hairy guy on her floor and back at him. "Couldn't you have at least knocked?"
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"geez, where did you come from, the abyss?" he asked. a chain appears in his hand, it had a sharp hook on the end of it
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
They continue to crawl over him like ants.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
She pounces on Fin, who had been picking berries, he yelps, turns over on his back, sticks up his hands and says: "Whatever you think I did, it wasn't me!"
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.
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"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
The arrow next to Alson's dagger vanishes as Yazrin draws back on how bow again, whirling around and felling a deer with a single shot. Yazrin watches it as it tumbles to the side, the area around the wound covered in frost. "Looks like I found dinner." He says with a chuckle before moving back into the woods, seemingly vanishing in the first patch of shade.
*me: -loving this chaos-*
*alabaster: IM GOING TO CRY NOW*
He sits down, now awaitng deatg
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She narrows her eyes "You are no rabbit, you halfling" she said in broken common. Her stump-like tail lashes a bit "You have food on ye?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Elves" Alson says in disgust
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I suppose I could've, but I imagined that the guttural squealing and the oddly deep-voiced shouts of 'Lemme go!," the Korred shouts "Lemme go!" again, without any acknowledgment from Krathian, who finishes his sentence: "would suffice. In hindsight, that was a foolish assumption."
*Lol my Grammarly is confused as heck rn. It does not like the word Korred."
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"
*Ettor: -wheezing-*
After a while, they disappear, nothing but illusions.
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.
"No but I've lived long enough to know these things. The taverns safe, so getting inside is recommended." He draws his greatsword & starts walking backwards to the tavern.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Eh I got these," he says, pointing to the handful of berries he dropped when she pounced on him. "And some cram with my stuff back in the tavern, but other than that no."
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"
"I heard that." Yazrin calls from a completely different side of Alson.
*XD*
She groans. "Oh well. Alright, what'd he steal?"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Alabaster wipes one of his eyes and looks around before yelling "THEY WERE ILLUSIONS! (GP)
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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Alson rolls his eyes again "Ill take my chances thanks bro"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Ettor's wheezing laughter could be heard across all of Entropy.
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.
She takes a small amount of the berries, before standing up and helping him up "I is Dove, Who are ye?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Alson flips them off
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]