*I'm surviving on a bag of apples and some coffee*
Azazel is having breakfast, cause everybody needs some food
Kai is talking to phantom last time i checked. For anyone who wants to join now, i can post again
Avery is hiding in the pillow fort
*Vega went off to help oval find their parents*
*Join what?*
Darkflare is outside.
Wolfe is drinking coffee.
-Whoever-
*Reposted it for convenience*
Avery looks for taceli
*Hmm, sounds interesting, may do a time warp with Darkflare.*
She's sitting at the bar, thinking about what to get for lunch soon.
Avery walks over and hugs her from behind, "Morning"
*Got some ramen, for some reason it tastes better today.*
She jumps a bit, then realized it was Avery. "Oh, morning!"
*Good soup?*
Avery smiles, "How are ya?"
*I got the packed ramen, usually it tastes the same. Maybe I just boiled the noodles for the perfect amount of time and put the right amount of water in it this time.*
"I'm... decent. How are you?"
*Good soup. Ok, now i want ramen, how dare*
Avery is quiet for a moment, "I got imaled."
She did a double take. "What!?"
"Stabbed, shishkababbed, whatever its called."
"Again, WHAT?!"
Avery sighs, "Got impaled."
She jumped up and looked along him. "WHERE?!"
He gestures to his chest, "But it got healed, its fine. Mostly. Still hurts like hell though"
She stood up in her chair and grabbed his face. "Are you okay?!"
"I'm fine taceli, jeez," He laughs
She tightly hugged him. "I don't want anymore death..." She whimpered.
"Taceli, i'm not going to die, i promise," He hugs her back,
A large glow appears around 80 feet above the tavern. A blindingly bright red glowing sphere appears, growing larger slowly, before it bursts out, leaving nothing there but a huge bird, that has glowing patterns on its face and wings, its eyes glancing around at everything quickly. A hooded figure is standing on the back of it. A distorted voice comes forth loudly, booming loud enough to be heard in every room "Where are the Vanixias?"
Azazel looks up at them from the roof, "Whats a vanixias?"
They look down to them "Vanixia. Vanixia is a name. Im looking for the both of them"
Phantom shifts back to his dragon form, ready to fight if needed. "We don't know anyone by that name." His voice rings out, even louder than that of the figure. Birds in the forest fly off at the intensity of his voice, and the windows in the tavern shake, and would've broken were it not for the blessing.
He jumps down, the bird landing on the roof "My information tells me theyve been here. I dont know their first names, but both of the Vanixia's have been here within the past week"
Phantom chuckles. "I don't know anyone by that name, whether it's a surname or nickname." He says, his tail lashing, the blade digging into the ground and leaving streaks of dead grass from the acid coating it.
"Surname. Who do you know here, then? And who exactly are you?"
Phantom's deep green eyes flash briefly. "First of all, I don't much like being interrogated by someone I've never seen before. Second of all, I know many people here, and am friends with several of them. Third, I am Phantomizakell, Phantom-Aura Greatwyrm from Hyperia, high warrior cleric of Vatdarr, god of the military and order, and servant of Bahamut."
"How many of the people you know are elven, at least in part?"
Phantom's eyes narrow. "Several, and most of them I know by name. None of them have the surname you seek." His voice lowered considerably, almost coming out as a growl.
"Are there any you dont know?"
"Some. And some here I don't even know what they are, as they keep themselves covered at all times."
".... Name any that apply. Starting with elven ones"
*Actually have lost track of who's who/what in the tavern, so...*
Phantom starts to, but stops. "Why? What business do you have with them?"
"I need to see those siblings. I must check them"
"Siblings?" Phantom asks. "Hmmm....."
*Since I don't remember who's who/what anymore...*
Phantom lists those who may fit, starting with that brother-sister duo who had been in the tavern for a while.
Kai enters the tavern hurriedly, his shirt cut open by something and a bit of blood from a cut in the same area. Once he's fully in, he looks around for a second before transforming into a random tavern goer, his clothes changing with him (For those of you that know, he doesn't do the shape shifting thing lightly). After a few moments, a guardsmen enters the tavern, his sword drawn and a bit of cloth, along with a flyer in his other hand. His armor is dented from multiple attacks of some sort, and some parts of his armor looks like its been scorched by a torch.
*Ok, so until i get told otherwise, this is up. If anyone wants to do something theres no ccharacters that can't interact*
Krathian looks up from his game, steepling his fingers. "Is something the matter, constable?"
"Indeed. We're looking for the culprit to the recent murders. Unfortunetly they're slippery, and managed to get out of town before we could grab them. But we tracked them here," He says, holding up a flyer that explains the situation
(For any who missed, recently nobles from other planes have been murdered when they are visiting cities in the area)
"Hmm, that's strange," he says, taking the flyer and reading it. "Perhaps I could be of use? I'm a bit of a diviner."
"A diviner would be most useful, but we have cause to believe that the culprit can disguise themselves,"
"Magically? Or via mundane methods."
"We don't know that."
Eavalon walks up behind Kai "Murder, eh?"
"No clue what you mean miss."
"Well, you ran in before this man. And I see your true form currently, changeling."
Kai curses under his breath, "That still doesn't mean i'm the murderer."
"Logic leads to that conclusion. And lying about it will simply make the consequences harder on you. Perhaps you should tell me the truth, and we can discuss it?"
""Are you going to try and turn me in?"
"That will depend on what you say to me"
"Well i'd prefer if you didn't. What do you want?"
"The full and complete truth"
"I killed them. They deserved it. End of story, goodnight."
"Why did they deserve it? That isnt very detailed"
"They're a noble. They've mistreated people for years, and have enslaved many,"
Kai enters the tavern hurriedly, his shirt cut open by something and a bit of blood from a cut in the same area. Once he's fully in, he looks around for a second before transforming into a random tavern goer, his clothes changing with him (For those of you that know, he doesn't do the shape shifting thing lightly). After a few moments, a guardsmen enters the tavern, his sword drawn and a bit of cloth, along with a flyer in his other hand. His armor is dented from multiple attacks of some sort, and some parts of his armor looks like its been scorched by a torch.
*Ok, so until i get told otherwise, this is up. If anyone wants to do something theres no ccharacters that can't interact*
Krathian looks up from his game, steepling his fingers. "Is something the matter, constable?"
"Indeed. We're looking for the culprit to the recent murders. Unfortunetly they're slippery, and managed to get out of town before we could grab them. But we tracked them here," He says, holding up a flyer that explains the situation
(For any who missed, recently nobles from other planes have been murdered when they are visiting cities in the area)
"Hmm, that's strange," he says, taking the flyer and reading it. "Perhaps I could be of use? I'm a bit of a diviner."
"A diviner would be most useful, but we have cause to believe that the culprit can disguise themselves,"
"Magically? Or via mundane methods."
"We don't know that."
"Hmm," he says, knowing dang well Kai had something to do with it, "I'll see what I can do with that information. Has the target left behind any evidence, such as hair or blood?"
They offer some cloth, blood on it, "We managed to get a hit on them,"
He takes it, sniffing it like a bloodhound. "This will do nicely, thank you." he then initiates a telepathic link with Kai. "Alright friend, if you have a reason I should cover for you give it to me now."
Uhhhh.... meow?
He gets a mental image of Krathian rubbing the bridge of his nose. A stray thought leaks into the channel: "I'm getting too old for this. Look, whoever you are, I have an opportunity to throw them off. Otherwise, this scrap of bloody cloth will implicate you in a murder I'm not even sure you committed. Did you commit the murder?"
Yes. But they deserved it.
"How so?"
They're scum people. The world is better off without people like them.
"As profound as that was, it told me nothing whatsoever about why they deserved it."
You never asked. And i don't need to tell you, since you'd likely disagree anyway Krathian.
A large glow appears around 80 feet above the tavern. A blindingly bright red glowing sphere appears, growing larger slowly, before it bursts out, leaving nothing there but a huge bird, that has glowing patterns on its face and wings, its eyes glancing around at everything quickly. A hooded figure is standing on the back of it. A distorted voice comes forth loudly, booming loud enough to be heard in every room "Where are the Vanixias?"
Azazel looks up at them from the roof, "Whats a vanixias?"
They look down to them "Vanixia. Vanixia is a name. Im looking for the both of them"
Phantom shifts back to his dragon form, ready to fight if needed. "We don't know anyone by that name." His voice rings out, even louder than that of the figure. Birds in the forest fly off at the intensity of his voice, and the windows in the tavern shake, and would've broken were it not for the blessing.
He jumps down, the bird landing on the roof "My information tells me theyve been here. I dont know their first names, but both of the Vanixia's have been here within the past week"
Phantom chuckles. "I don't know anyone by that name, whether it's a surname or nickname." He says, his tail lashing, the blade digging into the ground and leaving streaks of dead grass from the acid coating it.
"Surname. Who do you know here, then? And who exactly are you?"
Phantom's deep green eyes flash briefly. "First of all, I don't much like being interrogated by someone I've never seen before. Second of all, I know many people here, and am friends with several of them. Third, I am Phantomizakell, Phantom-Aura Greatwyrm from Hyperia, high warrior cleric of Vatdarr, god of the military and order, and servant of Bahamut."
"How many of the people you know are elven, at least in part?"
Phantom's eyes narrow. "Several, and most of them I know by name. None of them have the surname you seek." His voice lowered considerably, almost coming out as a growl.
"Are there any you dont know?"
"Some. And some here I don't even know what they are, as they keep themselves covered at all times."
".... Name any that apply. Starting with elven ones"
*Actually have lost track of who's who/what in the tavern, so...*
Phantom starts to, but stops. "Why? What business do you have with them?"
"I need to see those siblings. I must check them"
"Siblings?" Phantom asks. "Hmmm....."
*Since I don't remember who's who/what anymore...*
Phantom lists those who may fit, starting with that brother-sister duo who had been in the tavern for a while.
*I believe theyre the only siblings that have been around recently* "Enethia.... Kalnor....... Vanixia.... Perhaps........... Where are they?"
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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)
Kai enters the tavern hurriedly, his shirt cut open by something and a bit of blood from a cut in the same area. Once he's fully in, he looks around for a second before transforming into a random tavern goer, his clothes changing with him (For those of you that know, he doesn't do the shape shifting thing lightly). After a few moments, a guardsmen enters the tavern, his sword drawn and a bit of cloth, along with a flyer in his other hand. His armor is dented from multiple attacks of some sort, and some parts of his armor looks like its been scorched by a torch.
*Ok, so until i get told otherwise, this is up. If anyone wants to do something theres no ccharacters that can't interact*
Krathian looks up from his game, steepling his fingers. "Is something the matter, constable?"
"Indeed. We're looking for the culprit to the recent murders. Unfortunetly they're slippery, and managed to get out of town before we could grab them. But we tracked them here," He says, holding up a flyer that explains the situation
(For any who missed, recently nobles from other planes have been murdered when they are visiting cities in the area)
"Hmm, that's strange," he says, taking the flyer and reading it. "Perhaps I could be of use? I'm a bit of a diviner."
"A diviner would be most useful, but we have cause to believe that the culprit can disguise themselves,"
"Magically? Or via mundane methods."
"We don't know that."
Eavalon walks up behind Kai "Murder, eh?"
"No clue what you mean miss."
"Well, you ran in before this man. And I see your true form currently, changeling."
Kai curses under his breath, "That still doesn't mean i'm the murderer."
"Logic leads to that conclusion. And lying about it will simply make the consequences harder on you. Perhaps you should tell me the truth, and we can discuss it?"
""Are you going to try and turn me in?"
"That will depend on what you say to me"
"Well i'd prefer if you didn't. What do you want?"
"The full and complete truth"
"I killed them. They deserved it. End of story, goodnight."
"Why did they deserve it? That isnt very detailed"
"They're a noble. They've mistreated people for years, and have enslaved many,"
"Do you know them well?" *Yo.... He and E are gonna agree a LOT*
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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)
Kai enters the tavern hurriedly, his shirt cut open by something and a bit of blood from a cut in the same area. Once he's fully in, he looks around for a second before transforming into a random tavern goer, his clothes changing with him (For those of you that know, he doesn't do the shape shifting thing lightly). After a few moments, a guardsmen enters the tavern, his sword drawn and a bit of cloth, along with a flyer in his other hand. His armor is dented from multiple attacks of some sort, and some parts of his armor looks like its been scorched by a torch.
*Ok, so until i get told otherwise, this is up. If anyone wants to do something theres no ccharacters that can't interact*
Krathian looks up from his game, steepling his fingers. "Is something the matter, constable?"
"Indeed. We're looking for the culprit to the recent murders. Unfortunetly they're slippery, and managed to get out of town before we could grab them. But we tracked them here," He says, holding up a flyer that explains the situation
(For any who missed, recently nobles from other planes have been murdered when they are visiting cities in the area)
"Hmm, that's strange," he says, taking the flyer and reading it. "Perhaps I could be of use? I'm a bit of a diviner."
"A diviner would be most useful, but we have cause to believe that the culprit can disguise themselves,"
"Magically? Or via mundane methods."
"We don't know that."
"Hmm," he says, knowing dang well Kai had something to do with it, "I'll see what I can do with that information. Has the target left behind any evidence, such as hair or blood?"
They offer some cloth, blood on it, "We managed to get a hit on them,"
He takes it, sniffing it like a bloodhound. "This will do nicely, thank you." he then initiates a telepathic link with Kai. "Alright friend, if you have a reason I should cover for you give it to me now."
Uhhhh.... meow?
He gets a mental image of Krathian rubbing the bridge of his nose. A stray thought leaks into the channel: "I'm getting too old for this. Look, whoever you are, I have an opportunity to throw them off. Otherwise, this scrap of bloody cloth will implicate you in a murder I'm not even sure you committed. Did you commit the murder?"
Yes. But they deserved it.
"How so?"
They're scum people. The world is better off without people like them.
"As profound as that was, it told me nothing whatsoever about why they deserved it."
You never asked. And i don't need to tell you, since you'd likely disagree anyway Krathian.
"Try 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.
Krathian and Q'ilbrith are playing three-dimensional chess, using tiered wooden boards.
Turin is gambling away his questionably earned riches
Fin is up on the roof, looking at the nearby mountain ranges with a spyglass
Darkflare spots the individual on the roof, and walks until he is below Fin.
*Description?*
*A halfling that appears to be 18-20 yo, he wears a grey woolen tank top and breeches, and a black bandana ties back his unruly blonde-brown hair. He has several piercings: one in his nose and three on each ear. Each is occupied by a small golden ring.*
Fin collapses the telescope and sits down cross-legged, taking a sip of his pale ale.
"Hello up there! Do you happen to know much about this world?" He calls up.
"That's an odd question," he calls back down. "But not much, no. Why do you ask?"
"Well, I have just arrived, so I would like to know more about the nature of this world before I continue."
"Ah well... from what I can tell its pretty normal, gravity, logic, etc. all seem to function in the same way, except for two key differences, well really its one that has two effects." He points west towards the firmament. "Do not go into the giant wall of death. As the name implies you will most certainly die. However, if you're near it, it prevents you from suffering physical harm."
He chuckled. "So a double-edged sword, then?"
"Essentially, yes, if you feel like getting poetic about it."
"A nice piece of information to have, I appreciate it. By they way, is there a way up? I would like to properly meet you."
"Yeah, I got up here by climbing up onto the shed, then up to the roof."
He looks over to the shed. "I'm afraid I'm not very athletic, could you bother yourself to come down?"
"Sure thing." He slides down the roof, drink in hand, landing on his feet without spilling a drop. He quaffs the dregs as he walks over and offers his hand. "Fin Mered."
He bows a bit, then stood back up and shook Fin's hand. "Well met, Fin, it is nice to meet you. Do you happen to know the name of this world?"
"Not sure, but I heard some of those more ingratiated here tossing around the term 'Entropy'"
"Thank you, Fin. Oh, my name is Darkflare, by the way, you can call me Flare if you desire."
Kai enters the tavern hurriedly, his shirt cut open by something and a bit of blood from a cut in the same area. Once he's fully in, he looks around for a second before transforming into a random tavern goer, his clothes changing with him (For those of you that know, he doesn't do the shape shifting thing lightly). After a few moments, a guardsmen enters the tavern, his sword drawn and a bit of cloth, along with a flyer in his other hand. His armor is dented from multiple attacks of some sort, and some parts of his armor looks like its been scorched by a torch.
*Ok, so until i get told otherwise, this is up. If anyone wants to do something theres no ccharacters that can't interact*
Krathian looks up from his game, steepling his fingers. "Is something the matter, constable?"
"Indeed. We're looking for the culprit to the recent murders. Unfortunetly they're slippery, and managed to get out of town before we could grab them. But we tracked them here," He says, holding up a flyer that explains the situation
(For any who missed, recently nobles from other planes have been murdered when they are visiting cities in the area)
"Hmm, that's strange," he says, taking the flyer and reading it. "Perhaps I could be of use? I'm a bit of a diviner."
"A diviner would be most useful, but we have cause to believe that the culprit can disguise themselves,"
"Magically? Or via mundane methods."
"We don't know that."
Eavalon walks up behind Kai "Murder, eh?"
"No clue what you mean miss."
"Well, you ran in before this man. And I see your true form currently, changeling."
Kai curses under his breath, "That still doesn't mean i'm the murderer."
"Logic leads to that conclusion. And lying about it will simply make the consequences harder on you. Perhaps you should tell me the truth, and we can discuss it?"
""Are you going to try and turn me in?"
"That will depend on what you say to me"
"Well i'd prefer if you didn't. What do you want?"
"The full and complete truth"
"I killed them. They deserved it. End of story, goodnight."
"Why did they deserve it? That isnt very detailed"
"They're a noble. They've mistreated people for years, and have enslaved many,"
"Do you know them well?" *Yo.... He and E are gonna agree a LOT*
Kai enters the tavern hurriedly, his shirt cut open by something and a bit of blood from a cut in the same area. Once he's fully in, he looks around for a second before transforming into a random tavern goer, his clothes changing with him (For those of you that know, he doesn't do the shape shifting thing lightly). After a few moments, a guardsmen enters the tavern, his sword drawn and a bit of cloth, along with a flyer in his other hand. His armor is dented from multiple attacks of some sort, and some parts of his armor looks like its been scorched by a torch.
*Ok, so until i get told otherwise, this is up. If anyone wants to do something theres no ccharacters that can't interact*
Krathian looks up from his game, steepling his fingers. "Is something the matter, constable?"
"Indeed. We're looking for the culprit to the recent murders. Unfortunetly they're slippery, and managed to get out of town before we could grab them. But we tracked them here," He says, holding up a flyer that explains the situation
(For any who missed, recently nobles from other planes have been murdered when they are visiting cities in the area)
"Hmm, that's strange," he says, taking the flyer and reading it. "Perhaps I could be of use? I'm a bit of a diviner."
"A diviner would be most useful, but we have cause to believe that the culprit can disguise themselves,"
"Magically? Or via mundane methods."
"We don't know that."
"Hmm," he says, knowing dang well Kai had something to do with it, "I'll see what I can do with that information. Has the target left behind any evidence, such as hair or blood?"
They offer some cloth, blood on it, "We managed to get a hit on them,"
He takes it, sniffing it like a bloodhound. "This will do nicely, thank you." he then initiates a telepathic link with Kai. "Alright friend, if you have a reason I should cover for you give it to me now."
Uhhhh.... meow?
He gets a mental image of Krathian rubbing the bridge of his nose. A stray thought leaks into the channel: "I'm getting too old for this. Look, whoever you are, I have an opportunity to throw them off. Otherwise, this scrap of bloody cloth will implicate you in a murder I'm not even sure you committed. Did you commit the murder?"
Yes. But they deserved it.
"How so?"
They're scum people. The world is better off without people like them.
"As profound as that was, it told me nothing whatsoever about why they deserved it."
You never asked. And i don't need to tell you, since you'd likely disagree anyway Krathian.
Kai enters the tavern hurriedly, his shirt cut open by something and a bit of blood from a cut in the same area. Once he's fully in, he looks around for a second before transforming into a random tavern goer, his clothes changing with him (For those of you that know, he doesn't do the shape shifting thing lightly). After a few moments, a guardsmen enters the tavern, his sword drawn and a bit of cloth, along with a flyer in his other hand. His armor is dented from multiple attacks of some sort, and some parts of his armor looks like its been scorched by a torch.
*Ok, so until i get told otherwise, this is up. If anyone wants to do something theres no ccharacters that can't interact*
Krathian looks up from his game, steepling his fingers. "Is something the matter, constable?"
"Indeed. We're looking for the culprit to the recent murders. Unfortunetly they're slippery, and managed to get out of town before we could grab them. But we tracked them here," He says, holding up a flyer that explains the situation
(For any who missed, recently nobles from other planes have been murdered when they are visiting cities in the area)
"Hmm, that's strange," he says, taking the flyer and reading it. "Perhaps I could be of use? I'm a bit of a diviner."
"A diviner would be most useful, but we have cause to believe that the culprit can disguise themselves,"
"Magically? Or via mundane methods."
"We don't know that."
Eavalon walks up behind Kai "Murder, eh?"
"No clue what you mean miss."
"Well, you ran in before this man. And I see your true form currently, changeling."
Kai curses under his breath, "That still doesn't mean i'm the murderer."
"Logic leads to that conclusion. And lying about it will simply make the consequences harder on you. Perhaps you should tell me the truth, and we can discuss it?"
""Are you going to try and turn me in?"
"That will depend on what you say to me"
"Well i'd prefer if you didn't. What do you want?"
"The full and complete truth"
"I killed them. They deserved it. End of story, goodnight."
"Why did they deserve it? That isnt very detailed"
"They're a noble. They've mistreated people for years, and have enslaved many,"
"Do you know them well?" *Yo.... He and E are gonna agree a LOT*
*Thats one of my reasons :D*
"I know them enough."
"Interesting... And theres no other info?" Hello, guard. Are you taking anonymous tips?
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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)
A large glow appears around 80 feet above the tavern. A blindingly bright red glowing sphere appears, growing larger slowly, before it bursts out, leaving nothing there but a huge bird, that has glowing patterns on its face and wings, its eyes glancing around at everything quickly. A hooded figure is standing on the back of it. A distorted voice comes forth loudly, booming loud enough to be heard in every room "Where are the Vanixias?"
Azazel looks up at them from the roof, "Whats a vanixias?"
They look down to them "Vanixia. Vanixia is a name. Im looking for the both of them"
Phantom shifts back to his dragon form, ready to fight if needed. "We don't know anyone by that name." His voice rings out, even louder than that of the figure. Birds in the forest fly off at the intensity of his voice, and the windows in the tavern shake, and would've broken were it not for the blessing.
He jumps down, the bird landing on the roof "My information tells me theyve been here. I dont know their first names, but both of the Vanixia's have been here within the past week"
Phantom chuckles. "I don't know anyone by that name, whether it's a surname or nickname." He says, his tail lashing, the blade digging into the ground and leaving streaks of dead grass from the acid coating it.
"Surname. Who do you know here, then? And who exactly are you?"
Phantom's deep green eyes flash briefly. "First of all, I don't much like being interrogated by someone I've never seen before. Second of all, I know many people here, and am friends with several of them. Third, I am Phantomizakell, Phantom-Aura Greatwyrm from Hyperia, high warrior cleric of Vatdarr, god of the military and order, and servant of Bahamut."
"How many of the people you know are elven, at least in part?"
Phantom's eyes narrow. "Several, and most of them I know by name. None of them have the surname you seek." His voice lowered considerably, almost coming out as a growl.
"Are there any you dont know?"
"Some. And some here I don't even know what they are, as they keep themselves covered at all times."
".... Name any that apply. Starting with elven ones"
*Actually have lost track of who's who/what in the tavern, so...*
Phantom starts to, but stops. "Why? What business do you have with them?"
"I need to see those siblings. I must check them"
"Siblings?" Phantom asks. "Hmmm....."
*Since I don't remember who's who/what anymore...*
Phantom lists those who may fit, starting with that brother-sister duo who had been in the tavern for a while.
*I believe theyre the only siblings that have been around recently* "Enethia.... Kalnor....... Vanixia.... Perhaps........... Where are they?"
Phantom's eyes narrow again. "I know an Enethia. She's a friend of mine, but never told me her name. As for where she is, she's currently on a mission in Avernus, dealing with an Archdevil and making sure a noble girl doesn't get hurt. And for Kalnor..." He shrugs. "Not sure where he is at this moment."
A large glow appears around 80 feet above the tavern. A blindingly bright red glowing sphere appears, growing larger slowly, before it bursts out, leaving nothing there but a huge bird, that has glowing patterns on its face and wings, its eyes glancing around at everything quickly. A hooded figure is standing on the back of it. A distorted voice comes forth loudly, booming loud enough to be heard in every room "Where are the Vanixias?"
Azazel looks up at them from the roof, "Whats a vanixias?"
They look down to them "Vanixia. Vanixia is a name. Im looking for the both of them"
Phantom shifts back to his dragon form, ready to fight if needed. "We don't know anyone by that name." His voice rings out, even louder than that of the figure. Birds in the forest fly off at the intensity of his voice, and the windows in the tavern shake, and would've broken were it not for the blessing.
He jumps down, the bird landing on the roof "My information tells me theyve been here. I dont know their first names, but both of the Vanixia's have been here within the past week"
Phantom chuckles. "I don't know anyone by that name, whether it's a surname or nickname." He says, his tail lashing, the blade digging into the ground and leaving streaks of dead grass from the acid coating it.
"Surname. Who do you know here, then? And who exactly are you?"
Phantom's deep green eyes flash briefly. "First of all, I don't much like being interrogated by someone I've never seen before. Second of all, I know many people here, and am friends with several of them. Third, I am Phantomizakell, Phantom-Aura Greatwyrm from Hyperia, high warrior cleric of Vatdarr, god of the military and order, and servant of Bahamut."
"How many of the people you know are elven, at least in part?"
Phantom's eyes narrow. "Several, and most of them I know by name. None of them have the surname you seek." His voice lowered considerably, almost coming out as a growl.
"Are there any you dont know?"
"Some. And some here I don't even know what they are, as they keep themselves covered at all times."
".... Name any that apply. Starting with elven ones"
*Actually have lost track of who's who/what in the tavern, so...*
Phantom starts to, but stops. "Why? What business do you have with them?"
"I need to see those siblings. I must check them"
"Siblings?" Phantom asks. "Hmmm....."
*Since I don't remember who's who/what anymore...*
Phantom lists those who may fit, starting with that brother-sister duo who had been in the tavern for a while.
*I believe theyre the only siblings that have been around recently* "Enethia.... Kalnor....... Vanixia.... Perhaps........... Where are they?"
Phantom's eyes narrow again. "I know an Enethia. She's a friend of mine, but never told me her name. As for where she is, she's currently on a mission in Avernus, dealing with an Archdevil and making sure a noble girl doesn't get hurt. And for Kalnor..." He shrugs. "Not sure where he is at this moment."
"Protecting a noble girl?" He tilts his head "My.... Snippets of memory dont match that.... The sister wouldnt do something like that"
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Kai enters the tavern hurriedly, his shirt cut open by something and a bit of blood from a cut in the same area. Once he's fully in, he looks around for a second before transforming into a random tavern goer, his clothes changing with him (For those of you that know, he doesn't do the shape shifting thing lightly). After a few moments, a guardsmen enters the tavern, his sword drawn and a bit of cloth, along with a flyer in his other hand. His armor is dented from multiple attacks of some sort, and some parts of his armor looks like its been scorched by a torch.
*Ok, so until i get told otherwise, this is up. If anyone wants to do something theres no ccharacters that can't interact*
Krathian looks up from his game, steepling his fingers. "Is something the matter, constable?"
"Indeed. We're looking for the culprit to the recent murders. Unfortunetly they're slippery, and managed to get out of town before we could grab them. But we tracked them here," He says, holding up a flyer that explains the situation
(For any who missed, recently nobles from other planes have been murdered when they are visiting cities in the area)
"Hmm, that's strange," he says, taking the flyer and reading it. "Perhaps I could be of use? I'm a bit of a diviner."
"A diviner would be most useful, but we have cause to believe that the culprit can disguise themselves,"
"Magically? Or via mundane methods."
"We don't know that."
Eavalon walks up behind Kai "Murder, eh?"
"No clue what you mean miss."
"Well, you ran in before this man. And I see your true form currently, changeling."
Kai curses under his breath, "That still doesn't mean i'm the murderer."
"Logic leads to that conclusion. And lying about it will simply make the consequences harder on you. Perhaps you should tell me the truth, and we can discuss it?"
""Are you going to try and turn me in?"
"That will depend on what you say to me"
"Well i'd prefer if you didn't. What do you want?"
"The full and complete truth"
"I killed them. They deserved it. End of story, goodnight."
"Why did they deserve it? That isnt very detailed"
"They're a noble. They've mistreated people for years, and have enslaved many,"
"Do you know them well?" *Yo.... He and E are gonna agree a LOT*
*Thats one of my reasons :D*
"I know them enough."
"Interesting... And theres no other info?" Hello, guard. Are you taking anonymous tips?
*I’m here for a few mins but I don’t have any great ideas for interactions :,)*
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Kai enters the tavern hurriedly, his shirt cut open by something and a bit of blood from a cut in the same area. Once he's fully in, he looks around for a second before transforming into a random tavern goer, his clothes changing with him (For those of you that know, he doesn't do the shape shifting thing lightly). After a few moments, a guardsmen enters the tavern, his sword drawn and a bit of cloth, along with a flyer in his other hand. His armor is dented from multiple attacks of some sort, and some parts of his armor looks like its been scorched by a torch.
*Ok, so until i get told otherwise, this is up. If anyone wants to do something theres no ccharacters that can't interact*
Krathian looks up from his game, steepling his fingers. "Is something the matter, constable?"
"Indeed. We're looking for the culprit to the recent murders. Unfortunetly they're slippery, and managed to get out of town before we could grab them. But we tracked them here," He says, holding up a flyer that explains the situation
(For any who missed, recently nobles from other planes have been murdered when they are visiting cities in the area)
"Hmm, that's strange," he says, taking the flyer and reading it. "Perhaps I could be of use? I'm a bit of a diviner."
"A diviner would be most useful, but we have cause to believe that the culprit can disguise themselves,"
"Magically? Or via mundane methods."
"We don't know that."
"Hmm," he says, knowing dang well Kai had something to do with it, "I'll see what I can do with that information. Has the target left behind any evidence, such as hair or blood?"
They offer some cloth, blood on it, "We managed to get a hit on them,"
He takes it, sniffing it like a bloodhound. "This will do nicely, thank you." he then initiates a telepathic link with Kai. "Alright friend, if you have a reason I should cover for you give it to me now."
Uhhhh.... meow?
He gets a mental image of Krathian rubbing the bridge of his nose. A stray thought leaks into the channel: "I'm getting too old for this. Look, whoever you are, I have an opportunity to throw them off. Otherwise, this scrap of bloody cloth will implicate you in a murder I'm not even sure you committed. Did you commit the murder?"
Yes. But they deserved it.
"How so?"
They're scum people. The world is better off without people like them.
"As profound as that was, it told me nothing whatsoever about why they deserved it."
You never asked. And i don't need to tell you, since you'd likely disagree anyway Krathian.
"Try me."
They were a noble.
(Mentally throws hands in the air.) "I guess you were right 'Oh they had money, they deserve to bleed to death because they have shiny things' That makes total sense. You could've brought about a more just end had you simply stolen from them."
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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.
Kai enters the tavern hurriedly, his shirt cut open by something and a bit of blood from a cut in the same area. Once he's fully in, he looks around for a second before transforming into a random tavern goer, his clothes changing with him (For those of you that know, he doesn't do the shape shifting thing lightly). After a few moments, a guardsmen enters the tavern, his sword drawn and a bit of cloth, along with a flyer in his other hand. His armor is dented from multiple attacks of some sort, and some parts of his armor looks like its been scorched by a torch.
*Ok, so until i get told otherwise, this is up. If anyone wants to do something theres no ccharacters that can't interact*
Krathian looks up from his game, steepling his fingers. "Is something the matter, constable?"
"Indeed. We're looking for the culprit to the recent murders. Unfortunetly they're slippery, and managed to get out of town before we could grab them. But we tracked them here," He says, holding up a flyer that explains the situation
(For any who missed, recently nobles from other planes have been murdered when they are visiting cities in the area)
"Hmm, that's strange," he says, taking the flyer and reading it. "Perhaps I could be of use? I'm a bit of a diviner."
"A diviner would be most useful, but we have cause to believe that the culprit can disguise themselves,"
"Magically? Or via mundane methods."
"We don't know that."
Eavalon walks up behind Kai "Murder, eh?"
"No clue what you mean miss."
"Well, you ran in before this man. And I see your true form currently, changeling."
Kai curses under his breath, "That still doesn't mean i'm the murderer."
"Logic leads to that conclusion. And lying about it will simply make the consequences harder on you. Perhaps you should tell me the truth, and we can discuss it?"
""Are you going to try and turn me in?"
"That will depend on what you say to me"
"Well i'd prefer if you didn't. What do you want?"
"The full and complete truth"
"I killed them. They deserved it. End of story, goodnight."
"Why did they deserve it? That isnt very detailed"
"They're a noble. They've mistreated people for years, and have enslaved many,"
"Do you know them well?" *Yo.... He and E are gonna agree a LOT*
*Thats one of my reasons :D*
"I know them enough."
"Interesting... And theres no other info?" Hello, guard. Are you taking anonymous tips?
"So slavery, abuse and more isn't reason enough?"
"No. Thats good reason. I just wanted t make sure thats every detail"
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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)
"Taceli, i'm not going to die, i promise," He hugs her back,
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
"Siblings?" Phantom asks. "Hmmm....."
*Since I don't remember who's who/what anymore...*
Phantom lists those who may fit, starting with that brother-sister duo who had been in the tavern for a while.
"They're a noble. They've mistreated people for years, and have enslaved many,"
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
You never asked. And i don't need to tell you, since you'd likely disagree anyway Krathian.
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
*I believe theyre the only siblings that have been around recently* "Enethia.... Kalnor....... Vanixia.... Perhaps........... Where are they?"
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)
"Do you know them well?" *Yo.... He and E are gonna agree a LOT*
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)
*YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Try 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.
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"
"So, what is this place like?"
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.
*Thats one of my reasons :D*
"I know them enough."
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
They were a noble.
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
"Interesting... And theres no other info?" Hello, guard. Are you taking anonymous tips?
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)
Phantom's eyes narrow again. "I know an Enethia. She's a friend of mine, but never told me her name. As for where she is, she's currently on a mission in Avernus, dealing with an Archdevil and making sure a noble girl doesn't get hurt. And for Kalnor..." He shrugs. "Not sure where he is at this moment."
"Protecting a noble girl?" He tilts his head "My.... Snippets of memory dont match that.... The sister wouldnt do something like that"
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)
*Jeez man!*
"So slavery, abuse and more isn't reason enough?"
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
*I’m here for a few mins but I don’t have any great ideas for interactions :,)*
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
(Mentally throws hands in the air.) "I guess you were right 'Oh they had money, they deserve to bleed to death because they have shiny things' That makes total sense. You could've brought about a more just end had you simply stolen from them."
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"
"No. Thats good reason. I just wanted t make sure thats every detail"
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)
*Lawrence, if ya on, mind responding to one of my things? If you have the time."
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