A grey robed human falls in step with the gnome. He isn't carrying anything except the orange goggles on his face and his robe. His hood is also up and he turns to the gnome.
"I presume we are going to the same place?"
"Hm?" They look up beside them, "Oh hello! If it's that tavern ahead of us I think so," They look back at the map, "This isn't even a map of here so I don't need this." They roll it up & attempt to put it in their back pack, but have difficulty.
"Need me to carry anything? I would be glad to shoulder some of your burden." The human's messy black hair falls around his goggles.
"okay then," They set down the back & starts taking things out, putting them next to it. The stuff is 2 leather covered books, one awfully used & torn, & one in ok condition, the map they were using, a smaller bag, about fannypack sized, & a tiny cloth bag with thread you pull to close it. "Thanks!"
The man takes a sack out from under his cloak and loads up the items. He shoulders the load without complaint. "No problem!"
"Qualanian The LoreKeep, but I'll let you call me Quael." They put up a hand to him as they put back on the backpack.
"You can call me Zemetekile." He accepts the hand shake and continues walking next to Quael.
"So I may have gotten lost here, but as long as there's still things to learn here, I'm good staying here. It is Pleasant to meet to meet you Zemetekile."
"You seem to enjoy being here. Nice to meet you as well. You mentioned Lorekeep?"
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.
"So I may have gotten lost here, but as long as there's still things to learn here, I'm good staying here. It is Pleasant to meet to meet you Zemetekile."
"You seem to enjoy being here. Nice to meet you as well. You mentioned Lorekeep?"
"Keeper of any lore I find, on anything, as I am an incarnate of Quaelanian, a diety who's purpose is to collect knowledge about anything & everything, keeping it written & blessing others with the knowledge they've collected."
"So I may have gotten lost here, but as long as there's still things to learn here, I'm good staying here. It is Pleasant to meet to meet you Zemetekile."
"You seem to enjoy being here. Nice to meet you as well. You mentioned Lorekeep?"
"Keeper of any lore I find, on anything, as I am an incarnate of Quaelanian, a diety who's purpose is to collect knowledge about anything & everything, keeping it written & blessing others with the knowledge they've collected."
"What do you mean by incarnate? Are you a follower or an avatar?"
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.
"So I may have gotten lost here, but as long as there's still things to learn here, I'm good staying here. It is Pleasant to meet to meet you Zemetekile."
"You seem to enjoy being here. Nice to meet you as well. You mentioned Lorekeep?"
"Keeper of any lore I find, on anything, as I am an incarnate of Quaelanian, a diety who's purpose is to collect knowledge about anything & everything, keeping it written & blessing others with the knowledge they've collected."
"What do you mean by incarnate? Are you a follower or an avatar?"
"I'm am an incarnation of Quaelanian, when I die I will come back in another form, continuing my quest to leave nothing unwritten, or unknown." *Okay so they say all this, but.....*
*Ill just put in classic characters because my brain hurts at the moment*
A cloaked individual sits outside. He is clothing from head to toe in clothing that conceals his skin beneath it, he wears a gas mask over his face to hide it as if the air around him was hard to breath. He carries a doctor's bag filled with alchemy supplies. He has a small raven with human-like teeth on his shoulder that flicks its head around to stare at people. He promptly makes his way to the library and sits down, unpacking his supplies right there.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"So I may have gotten lost here, but as long as there's still things to learn here, I'm good staying here. It is Pleasant to meet to meet you Zemetekile."
"You seem to enjoy being here. Nice to meet you as well. You mentioned Lorekeep?"
"Keeper of any lore I find, on anything, as I am an incarnate of Quaelanian, a diety who's purpose is to collect knowledge about anything & everything, keeping it written & blessing others with the knowledge they've collected."
"What do you mean by incarnate? Are you a follower or an avatar?"
"I'm am an incarnation of Quaelanian, when I die I will come back in another form, continuing my quest to leave nothing unwritten, or unknown." *Okay so they say all this, but.....*
"Cool. I am a follower of Riveara. I was exiled from my city, though I still try to follow her tenets."
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.
"So I may have gotten lost here, but as long as there's still things to learn here, I'm good staying here. It is Pleasant to meet to meet you Zemetekile."
"You seem to enjoy being here. Nice to meet you as well. You mentioned Lorekeep?"
"Keeper of any lore I find, on anything, as I am an incarnate of Quaelanian, a diety who's purpose is to collect knowledge about anything & everything, keeping it written & blessing others with the knowledge they've collected."
"What do you mean by incarnate? Are you a follower or an avatar?"
"I'm am an incarnation of Quaelanian, when I die I will come back in another form, continuing my quest to leave nothing unwritten, or unknown." *Okay so they say all this, but.....*
"Cool. I am a follower of Riveara. I was exiled from my city, though I still try to follow her tenets."
"Ah, So you follow another's tenets, while I, follow my own. What would be Riveara's tenets?"
"So I may have gotten lost here, but as long as there's still things to learn here, I'm good staying here. It is Pleasant to meet to meet you Zemetekile."
"You seem to enjoy being here. Nice to meet you as well. You mentioned Lorekeep?"
"Keeper of any lore I find, on anything, as I am an incarnate of Quaelanian, a diety who's purpose is to collect knowledge about anything & everything, keeping it written & blessing others with the knowledge they've collected."
"What do you mean by incarnate? Are you a follower or an avatar?"
"I'm am an incarnation of Quaelanian, when I die I will come back in another form, continuing my quest to leave nothing unwritten, or unknown." *Okay so they say all this, but.....*
"Cool. I am a follower of Riveara. I was exiled from my city, though I still try to follow her tenets."
"Ah, So you follow another's tenets, while I, follow my own. What would be Riveara's tenets?"
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.
*Ill just put in classic characters because my brain hurts at the moment*
A cloaked individual sits outside. He is clothing from head to toe in clothing that conceals his skin beneath it, he wears a gas mask over his face to hide it as if the air around him was hard to breath. He carries a doctor's bag filled with alchemy supplies. He has a small raven with human-like teeth on his shoulder that flicks its head around to stare at people. He promptly makes his way to the library and sits down, unpacking his supplies right there.
* oh hey I remember him from the first time.*
Valian looks over from in the library, surrounded by books, and a cup of tea.
"So I may have gotten lost here, but as long as there's still things to learn here, I'm good staying here. It is Pleasant to meet to meet you Zemetekile."
"You seem to enjoy being here. Nice to meet you as well. You mentioned Lorekeep?"
"Keeper of any lore I find, on anything, as I am an incarnate of Quaelanian, a diety who's purpose is to collect knowledge about anything & everything, keeping it written & blessing others with the knowledge they've collected."
"What do you mean by incarnate? Are you a follower or an avatar?"
"I'm am an incarnation of Quaelanian, when I die I will come back in another form, continuing my quest to leave nothing unwritten, or unknown." *Okay so they say all this, but.....*
"Cool. I am a follower of Riveara. I was exiled from my city, though I still try to follow her tenets."
"Ah, So you follow another's tenets, while I, follow my own. What would be Riveara's tenets?"
"To lessen other's suffering."
"Hmm, let's hurry up our pace I can't write, walk, & talk at the same time." They speed up a little bit towards the tavern.
*Ill just put in classic characters because my brain hurts at the moment*
A cloaked individual sits outside. He is clothing from head to toe in clothing that conceals his skin beneath it, he wears a gas mask over his face to hide it as if the air around him was hard to breath. He carries a doctor's bag filled with alchemy supplies. He has a small raven with human-like teeth on his shoulder that flicks its head around to stare at people. He promptly makes his way to the library and sits down, unpacking his supplies right there.
* oh hey I remember him from the first time.*
Valian looks over from in the library, surrounded by books, and a cup of tea.
Stroth narrows his eyes, seeking a quiet place to study
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Nerima is sitting on the roof, playing with some bones.
-yet again, insert whoever-
*Morning!*
Once Wolfe finishes her coffee, she gets up and stretches a bit, then tunes her guitar until she's satisfied. She then walks to an area of the tavern that allows her to be seen from anywhere, where she starts performing her brand new song! Song
After she's done, Wolfe sits down at a table and relaxes.
Nerima is still playing with bones.
Arc is floating in front of the void wall, about 50 feet up.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
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)
*Ill just put in classic characters because my brain hurts at the moment*
A cloaked individual sits outside. He is clothing from head to toe in clothing that conceals his skin beneath it, he wears a gas mask over his face to hide it as if the air around him was hard to breath. He carries a doctor's bag filled with alchemy supplies. He has a small raven with human-like teeth on his shoulder that flicks its head around to stare at people. He promptly makes his way to the library and sits down, unpacking his supplies right there.
* oh hey I remember him from the first time.*
Valian looks over from in the library, surrounded by books, and a cup of tea.
Stroth narrows his eyes, seeking a quiet place to study
He gives a face like 'What did I do?' when he narrows his eyes.
*Eavalon is downstairs, but I can bring in almost anyone. Not Kalnor or E tho*
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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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"You seem to enjoy being here. Nice to meet you as well. You mentioned Lorekeep?"
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
*aww, bye!*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*I wanna make a werewolf or a teifling but I know Ill never use them. My brain is just blank.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Keeper of any lore I find, on anything, as I am an incarnate of Quaelanian, a diety who's purpose is to collect knowledge about anything & everything, keeping it written & blessing others with the knowledge they've collected."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*Okay no longer taken up by cyno, so I got 2 slots for characters.*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"What do you mean by incarnate? Are you a follower or an avatar?"
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
"I'm am an incarnation of Quaelanian, when I die I will come back in another form, continuing my quest to leave nothing unwritten, or unknown." *Okay so they say all this, but.....*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*Ill just put in classic characters because my brain hurts at the moment*
A cloaked individual sits outside. He is clothing from head to toe in clothing that conceals his skin beneath it, he wears a gas mask over his face to hide it as if the air around him was hard to breath. He carries a doctor's bag filled with alchemy supplies. He has a small raven with human-like teeth on his shoulder that flicks its head around to stare at people. He promptly makes his way to the library and sits down, unpacking his supplies right there.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Cool. I am a follower of Riveara. I was exiled from my city, though I still try to follow her tenets."
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
"Ah, So you follow another's tenets, while I, follow my own. What would be Riveara's tenets?"
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"To lessen other's suffering."
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
* oh hey I remember him from the first time.*
Valian looks over from in the library, surrounded by books, and a cup of tea.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Hmm, let's hurry up our pace I can't write, walk, & talk at the same time." They speed up a little bit towards the tavern.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*I got a slot open for whoever else is on.*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Stroth narrows his eyes, seeking a quiet place to study
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
After she's done, Wolfe sits down at a table and relaxes.
Nerima is still playing with bones.
Arc is floating in front of the void wall, about 50 feet up.
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.
*Most of my characters are available*
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)
He gives a face like 'What did I do?' when he narrows his eyes.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*Hmm, please update.*
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.
*Eavalon is downstairs, but I can bring in almost anyone. Not Kalnor or E tho*
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)