Azazel is studying up on some sort of book regarding demons
Kai has his weapon pointed at the guard, but doesn't seen to be able to tell where he's looking
[Open slot i guess]
*Intro'd a new character for fun. They'll probably leave soon enough.*
Caelum is thinking about the number 42.
The Silmith is limping towards the tavern.
Xrorhran is sneaking in Celestia.
*Oooo, can i see the intro?*
*Sure!*
A flash appears in the sky, and a moment later a faint rumbling boom can be heard distantly... A minute or two later, a flaming wreckage explodes into the distant mountains. A smaller metal cylinder hits the ground a mere half mile away or so, shaking the ground even around the tavern. Then all goes quiet.
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Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
"Thank you. Your help will not go unnoticed by the Silmith." They follow, favoring their leg slightly.
"Wait, you're injured, aren't you?" Phantom asks, noticing how he limps. Phantom's eyes and hands glow slightly with a soothing, holy light.
They flinch back. "Don't." Their monotone goes stronger all of a sudden, and they raise the weapon slightly.
Phantom chuckles. "I'm a Warrior Cleric. A healer." He looks at the Silmith's gun. "Besides, unless that gun could kill me in one shot, you wouldn't win if I wanted to kill you. I have little to fear, considering I myself am nearly 3500 years old." He says this without a hint of self-deceit, or even bragging. It is just pure and honest truth.
"No. Don't." Do you still try to heal them?
Phantom shrugs, the light dying back. "I was merely going to heal you, but fine." He turns and continues towards the tavern.
"Thank you. Your help will not go unnoticed by the Silmith." They follow, favoring their leg slightly.
"Wait, you're injured, aren't you?" Phantom asks, noticing how he limps. Phantom's eyes and hands glow slightly with a soothing, holy light.
They flinch back. "Don't." Their monotone goes stronger all of a sudden, and they raise the weapon slightly.
Phantom chuckles. "I'm a Warrior Cleric. A healer." He looks at the Silmith's gun. "Besides, unless that gun could kill me in one shot, you wouldn't win if I wanted to kill you. I have little to fear, considering I myself am nearly 3500 years old." He says this without a hint of self-deceit, or even bragging. It is just pure and honest truth.
"No. Don't." Do you still try to heal them?
Phantom shrugs, the light dying back. "I was merely going to heal you, but fine." He turns and continues towards the tavern.
The Silmith lets out a breath and hobbles along, pain evident in their expression.
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Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
*waffles, hello i am new here, but not too new, i just haven't actually roleplayed here yet. i don't know why i'm saying this, i guess i just didn't want the word waffles to be lonely*
Ursula, a halfling sized humanoid wearing an over-sized black cloak, white gloves, and a hood covering most of her face entered the tavern, looking around in interest.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
*waffles, hello i am new here, but not too new, i just haven't actually roleplayed here yet. i don't know why i'm saying this, i guess i just didn't want the word waffles to be lonely*
Ursula, a halfling sized humanoid wearing a black cloak, white gloves, and a hood covering most of her face entered the tavern, looking around in interest.
*Hello again druid!*
*Reverse timewarp*
Before she walks into the tavern, she notices a massive dragon laying on the ground outside. It polished black scales with silver highlights along the spine, eyebrows, shoulders, and the edges of the "arms" that its wings are on. Instead of the usual forward-pointing horns most black dragons have, its horns point backwards, and are curled halfway along their length, doing a complete circle that leads to a slightly-upward pointing tip. His head is more akin to the shape of a Green or Topaz Dragon's, and a row of curved, almost needlelike spines, run from the top of his head to about a third of the way down its tail. On the end of its tail, where the tip should be, is instead a blade that seems to be made out of its own bone. its eyes are a deep green color, almost like a pine tree's needles when viewed at twilight. Even laying down, the dragon is nearly 20 feet tall and over 300 feet long.
*waffles, hello i am new here, but not too new, i just haven't actually roleplayed here yet. i don't know why i'm saying this, i guess i just didn't want the word waffles to be lonely*
Ursula, a halfling sized humanoid wearing a black cloak, white gloves, and a hood covering most of her face entered the tavern, looking around in interest.
*Hello again druid!*
*Reverse timewarp*
Before she walks into the tavern, she notices a massive dragon laying on the ground outside. It polished black scales with silver highlights along the spine, eyebrows, shoulders, and the edges of the "arms" that its wings are on. Instead of the usual forward-pointing horns most black dragons have, its horns point backwards, and are curled halfway along their length, doing a complete circle that leads to a slightly-upward pointing tip. His head is more akin to the shape of a Green or Topaz Dragon's, and a row of curved, almost needlelike spines, run from the top of his head to about a third of the way down its tail. On the end of its tail, where the tip should be, is instead a blade that seems to be made out of its own bone. its eyes are a deep green color, almost like a pine tree's needles when viewed at twilight. Even laying down, the dragon is nearly 20 feet tall and over 300 feet long.
Ursula stares at the dragon through the window for a minute before deciding to get a closer look. she opens the tavern's front door very slightly to make as little noise as possible and started sneaking over towards the dragon.
*so i don't have to say this later, Ursula is an arachne, (think spider centaur) and is a druid. also, hello again!*
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
*waffles, hello i am new here, but not too new, i just haven't actually roleplayed here yet. i don't know why i'm saying this, i guess i just didn't want the word waffles to be lonely*
Ursula, a halfling sized humanoid wearing a black cloak, white gloves, and a hood covering most of her face entered the tavern, looking around in interest.
*Hello again druid!*
*Reverse timewarp*
Before she walks into the tavern, she notices a massive dragon laying on the ground outside. It polished black scales with silver highlights along the spine, eyebrows, shoulders, and the edges of the "arms" that its wings are on. Instead of the usual forward-pointing horns most black dragons have, its horns point backwards, and are curled halfway along their length, doing a complete circle that leads to a slightly-upward pointing tip. His head is more akin to the shape of a Green or Topaz Dragon's, and a row of curved, almost needlelike spines, run from the top of his head to about a third of the way down its tail. On the end of its tail, where the tip should be, is instead a blade that seems to be made out of its own bone. its eyes are a deep green color, almost like a pine tree's needles when viewed at twilight. Even laying down, the dragon is nearly 20 feet tall and over 300 feet long.
Ursula stares at the dragon through the window for a minute before deciding to get a closer look. she opens the tavern's front door very slightly to make as little noise as possible and started sneaking over towards the dragon.
*so i don't have to say this later, Ursula is an arachne, (think spider centaur) and is a druid. also, hello again!*
The dragon rather quickly notices her approaching. (Passive 34, lol) It opens one of its eyes, which are about her size, and regards her curiously for a minute before climbing to its feet, standing at about 73 feet tall. It turns its head to face her then. Welcome. Can't say I've seen many Arachne before. The dragon chuckles, the sound shaking the windows of the tavern. I am Phantomizakell, a Phanton-Aura Greatwyrm from Hyperia. Welcome to Entropy and the Tavern at the End of the World. With that, and a sudden swirl of mist, Phantomizakell shifts into the form of a handsome young moon elf. "You can call me Phantom if that's easier to remember." He says with a laugh.
*waffles, hello i am new here, but not too new, i just haven't actually roleplayed here yet. i don't know why i'm saying this, i guess i just didn't want the word waffles to be lonely*
Ursula, a halfling sized humanoid wearing a black cloak, white gloves, and a hood covering most of her face entered the tavern, looking around in interest.
*Hello again druid!*
*Reverse timewarp*
Before she walks into the tavern, she notices a massive dragon laying on the ground outside. It polished black scales with silver highlights along the spine, eyebrows, shoulders, and the edges of the "arms" that its wings are on. Instead of the usual forward-pointing horns most black dragons have, its horns point backwards, and are curled halfway along their length, doing a complete circle that leads to a slightly-upward pointing tip. His head is more akin to the shape of a Green or Topaz Dragon's, and a row of curved, almost needlelike spines, run from the top of his head to about a third of the way down its tail. On the end of its tail, where the tip should be, is instead a blade that seems to be made out of its own bone. its eyes are a deep green color, almost like a pine tree's needles when viewed at twilight. Even laying down, the dragon is nearly 20 feet tall and over 300 feet long.
Ursula stares at the dragon through the window for a minute before deciding to get a closer look. she opens the tavern's front door very slightly to make as little noise as possible and started sneaking over towards the dragon.
*so i don't have to say this later, Ursula is an arachne, (think spider centaur) and is a druid. also, hello again!*
The dragon rather quickly notices her approaching. (Passive 34, lol) It opens one of its eyes, which are about her size, and regards her curiously for a minute before climbing to its feet, standing at about 73 feet tall. It turns its head to face her then. Welcome. Can't say I've seen many Arachne before. The dragon chuckles, the sound shaking the windows of the tavern. I am Phantomizakell, a Phanton-Aura Greatwyrm from Hyperia. Welcome to Entropy and the Tavern at the End of the World. With that, and a sudden swirl of mist, Phantomizakell shifts into the form of a handsome young moon elf. "You can call me Phantom if that's easier to remember." He says with a laugh.
"oh- shapeshifting, how, pleasant." Ursula muttered in that voice where you try not to be rude but it just makes it sound even worse, as she took off her hood to reveal eight eyes and dark blue hair. *Ursula has had some unpleasant experiences with shapeshifters, also, SHOULDA used pass without trace*
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Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
*waffles, hello i am new here, but not too new, i just haven't actually roleplayed here yet. i don't know why i'm saying this, i guess i just didn't want the word waffles to be lonely*
Ursula, a halfling sized humanoid wearing a black cloak, white gloves, and a hood covering most of her face entered the tavern, looking around in interest.
*Hello again druid!*
*Reverse timewarp*
Before she walks into the tavern, she notices a massive dragon laying on the ground outside. It polished black scales with silver highlights along the spine, eyebrows, shoulders, and the edges of the "arms" that its wings are on. Instead of the usual forward-pointing horns most black dragons have, its horns point backwards, and are curled halfway along their length, doing a complete circle that leads to a slightly-upward pointing tip. His head is more akin to the shape of a Green or Topaz Dragon's, and a row of curved, almost needlelike spines, run from the top of his head to about a third of the way down its tail. On the end of its tail, where the tip should be, is instead a blade that seems to be made out of its own bone. its eyes are a deep green color, almost like a pine tree's needles when viewed at twilight. Even laying down, the dragon is nearly 20 feet tall and over 300 feet long.
Ursula stares at the dragon through the window for a minute before deciding to get a closer look. she opens the tavern's front door very slightly to make as little noise as possible and started sneaking over towards the dragon.
*so i don't have to say this later, Ursula is an arachne, (think spider centaur) and is a druid. also, hello again!*
The dragon rather quickly notices her approaching. (Passive 34, lol) It opens one of its eyes, which are about her size, and regards her curiously for a minute before climbing to its feet, standing at about 73 feet tall. It turns its head to face her then. Welcome. Can't say I've seen many Arachne before. The dragon chuckles, the sound shaking the windows of the tavern. I am Phantomizakell, a Phanton-Aura Greatwyrm from Hyperia. Welcome to Entropy and the Tavern at the End of the World. With that, and a sudden swirl of mist, Phantomizakell shifts into the form of a handsome young moon elf. "You can call me Phantom if that's easier to remember." He says with a laugh.
"oh- shapeshifting, how, pleasant." Ursula muttered in that voice where you try not to be rude but it just makes it sound even worse, as she took off her hood to reveal eight eyes and dark blue hair. *Ursula has had some unpleasant experiences with shapeshifters, also, SHOULDA used pass without trace*
Phantom chuckles again. "Yes, Shapeshifting. Kinda hard for me to fit inside the tavern if I don't do that." His eyes scan her, ready for any other surprises. "Don't worry though, I'm not gonna hurt you. I was just out here enjoying the sun." Phantom stretches a little. "The dragon is my true form, but many people find it intimidating, and, like I said already, I can't exactly fit inside most buildings."
*Even if she did you Pass Without Trace, she would've had to beat a 34 Passive Perception. And no worries about her history. Phantom has his own...feelings regarding some of the denizens of the Tavern, partly due in part to his past.*
*waffles, hello i am new here, but not too new, i just haven't actually roleplayed here yet. i don't know why i'm saying this, i guess i just didn't want the word waffles to be lonely*
Ursula, a halfling sized humanoid wearing a black cloak, white gloves, and a hood covering most of her face entered the tavern, looking around in interest.
*Hello again druid!*
*Reverse timewarp*
Before she walks into the tavern, she notices a massive dragon laying on the ground outside. It polished black scales with silver highlights along the spine, eyebrows, shoulders, and the edges of the "arms" that its wings are on. Instead of the usual forward-pointing horns most black dragons have, its horns point backwards, and are curled halfway along their length, doing a complete circle that leads to a slightly-upward pointing tip. His head is more akin to the shape of a Green or Topaz Dragon's, and a row of curved, almost needlelike spines, run from the top of his head to about a third of the way down its tail. On the end of its tail, where the tip should be, is instead a blade that seems to be made out of its own bone. its eyes are a deep green color, almost like a pine tree's needles when viewed at twilight. Even laying down, the dragon is nearly 20 feet tall and over 300 feet long.
Ursula stares at the dragon through the window for a minute before deciding to get a closer look. she opens the tavern's front door very slightly to make as little noise as possible and started sneaking over towards the dragon.
*so i don't have to say this later, Ursula is an arachne, (think spider centaur) and is a druid. also, hello again!*
The dragon rather quickly notices her approaching. (Passive 34, lol) It opens one of its eyes, which are about her size, and regards her curiously for a minute before climbing to its feet, standing at about 73 feet tall. It turns its head to face her then. Welcome. Can't say I've seen many Arachne before. The dragon chuckles, the sound shaking the windows of the tavern. I am Phantomizakell, a Phanton-Aura Greatwyrm from Hyperia. Welcome to Entropy and the Tavern at the End of the World. With that, and a sudden swirl of mist, Phantomizakell shifts into the form of a handsome young moon elf. "You can call me Phantom if that's easier to remember." He says with a laugh.
"oh- shapeshifting, how, pleasant." Ursula muttered in that voice where you try not to be rude but it just makes it sound even worse, as she took off her hood to reveal eight eyes and dark blue hair. *Ursula has had some unpleasant experiences with shapeshifters, also, SHOULDA used pass without trace*
Phantom chuckles again. "Yes, Shapeshifting. Kinda hard for me to fit inside the tavern if I don't do that." His eyes scan her, ready for any other surprises. "Don't worry though, I'm not gonna hurt you. I was just out here enjoying the sun." Phantom stretches a little. "The dragon is my true form, but many people find it intimidating, and, like I said already, I can't exactly fit inside most buildings."
*Even if she did you Pass Without Trace, she would've had to beat a 34 Passive Perception. And no worries about her history. Phantom has his own...feelings regarding some of the denizens of the Tavern, partly due in part to his past.*
Ursula makes a worried laugh sound mixed with a spider's hissing. "yeah, i can see how it would be pretty hard to fit inside the tavern. it must look like a children's toy from your point of view!" with that, Ursula scuttles back into the tavern, sat down, and ordered a drink. she started weaving a small scarf out of webs to pass the time.
*so, even though this character is a work in progress when it comes to stats, she has proficiency in stealth and a 19 in dexterity, so she still might beat the passive perception if i use pass without trace.*
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Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
"Thank you. Your help will not go unnoticed by the Silmith." They follow, favoring their leg slightly.
"Wait, you're injured, aren't you?" Phantom asks, noticing how he limps. Phantom's eyes and hands glow slightly with a soothing, holy light.
They flinch back. "Don't." Their monotone goes stronger all of a sudden, and they raise the weapon slightly.
Phantom chuckles. "I'm a Warrior Cleric. A healer." He looks at the Silmith's gun. "Besides, unless that gun could kill me in one shot, you wouldn't win if I wanted to kill you. I have little to fear, considering I myself am nearly 3500 years old." He says this without a hint of self-deceit, or even bragging. It is just pure and honest truth.
"No. Don't." Do you still try to heal them?
Phantom shrugs, the light dying back. "I was merely going to heal you, but fine." He turns and continues towards the tavern.
The Silmith lets out a breath and hobbles along, pain evident in their expression.
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Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
*waffles, hello i am new here, but not too new, i just haven't actually roleplayed here yet. i don't know why i'm saying this, i guess i just didn't want the word waffles to be lonely*
Ursula, a halfling sized humanoid wearing a black cloak, white gloves, and a hood covering most of her face entered the tavern, looking around in interest.
*Hello again druid!*
*Reverse timewarp*
Before she walks into the tavern, she notices a massive dragon laying on the ground outside. It polished black scales with silver highlights along the spine, eyebrows, shoulders, and the edges of the "arms" that its wings are on. Instead of the usual forward-pointing horns most black dragons have, its horns point backwards, and are curled halfway along their length, doing a complete circle that leads to a slightly-upward pointing tip. His head is more akin to the shape of a Green or Topaz Dragon's, and a row of curved, almost needlelike spines, run from the top of his head to about a third of the way down its tail. On the end of its tail, where the tip should be, is instead a blade that seems to be made out of its own bone. its eyes are a deep green color, almost like a pine tree's needles when viewed at twilight. Even laying down, the dragon is nearly 20 feet tall and over 300 feet long.
Ursula stares at the dragon through the window for a minute before deciding to get a closer look. she opens the tavern's front door very slightly to make as little noise as possible and started sneaking over towards the dragon.
*so i don't have to say this later, Ursula is an arachne, (think spider centaur) and is a druid. also, hello again!*
The dragon rather quickly notices her approaching. (Passive 34, lol) It opens one of its eyes, which are about her size, and regards her curiously for a minute before climbing to its feet, standing at about 73 feet tall. It turns its head to face her then. Welcome. Can't say I've seen many Arachne before. The dragon chuckles, the sound shaking the windows of the tavern. I am Phantomizakell, a Phanton-Aura Greatwyrm from Hyperia. Welcome to Entropy and the Tavern at the End of the World. With that, and a sudden swirl of mist, Phantomizakell shifts into the form of a handsome young moon elf. "You can call me Phantom if that's easier to remember." He says with a laugh.
"oh- shapeshifting, how, pleasant." Ursula muttered in that voice where you try not to be rude but it just makes it sound even worse, as she took off her hood to reveal eight eyes and dark blue hair. *Ursula has had some unpleasant experiences with shapeshifters, also, SHOULDA used pass without trace*
Phantom chuckles again. "Yes, Shapeshifting. Kinda hard for me to fit inside the tavern if I don't do that." His eyes scan her, ready for any other surprises. "Don't worry though, I'm not gonna hurt you. I was just out here enjoying the sun." Phantom stretches a little. "The dragon is my true form, but many people find it intimidating, and, like I said already, I can't exactly fit inside most buildings."
*Even if she did you Pass Without Trace, she would've had to beat a 34 Passive Perception. And no worries about her history. Phantom has his own...feelings regarding some of the denizens of the Tavern, partly due in part to his past.*
Ursula makes a worried laugh sound mixed with a spider's hissing. "yeah, i can see how it would be pretty hard to fit inside the tavern. it must look like a children's toy from your point of view!" with that, Ursula scuttles back into the tavern, sat down, and ordered a drink. she started weaving a small scarf out of webs to pass the time.
*so, even though this character is a work in progress when it comes to stats, she has proficiency in stealth and a 19 in dexterity, so she still might beat the passive perception if i use pass without trace.*
*That's a possibility. I just know that it'll be very difficult, lol. Ursula will have an...interesting time when Yazrin returns from Avernus. He's a Drow, former noble of Twelfth house of Menzoberranzan, and HATES Lloth.*
Phantom reverts back to his Dragon form and takes off, flying out over the forest.
*Other characters:*
Yazrin is in Avernus.
Lhurr is in Celestia
Soldaer is in his room, resting, his door open though.
*waffles, hello i am new here, but not too new, i just haven't actually roleplayed here yet. i don't know why i'm saying this, i guess i just didn't want the word waffles to be lonely*
Ursula, a halfling sized humanoid wearing a black cloak, white gloves, and a hood covering most of her face entered the tavern, looking around in interest.
*Hello again druid!*
*Reverse timewarp*
Before she walks into the tavern, she notices a massive dragon laying on the ground outside. It polished black scales with silver highlights along the spine, eyebrows, shoulders, and the edges of the "arms" that its wings are on. Instead of the usual forward-pointing horns most black dragons have, its horns point backwards, and are curled halfway along their length, doing a complete circle that leads to a slightly-upward pointing tip. His head is more akin to the shape of a Green or Topaz Dragon's, and a row of curved, almost needlelike spines, run from the top of his head to about a third of the way down its tail. On the end of its tail, where the tip should be, is instead a blade that seems to be made out of its own bone. its eyes are a deep green color, almost like a pine tree's needles when viewed at twilight. Even laying down, the dragon is nearly 20 feet tall and over 300 feet long.
Ursula stares at the dragon through the window for a minute before deciding to get a closer look. she opens the tavern's front door very slightly to make as little noise as possible and started sneaking over towards the dragon.
*so i don't have to say this later, Ursula is an arachne, (think spider centaur) and is a druid. also, hello again!*
The dragon rather quickly notices her approaching. (Passive 34, lol) It opens one of its eyes, which are about her size, and regards her curiously for a minute before climbing to its feet, standing at about 73 feet tall. It turns its head to face her then. Welcome. Can't say I've seen many Arachne before. The dragon chuckles, the sound shaking the windows of the tavern. I am Phantomizakell, a Phanton-Aura Greatwyrm from Hyperia. Welcome to Entropy and the Tavern at the End of the World. With that, and a sudden swirl of mist, Phantomizakell shifts into the form of a handsome young moon elf. "You can call me Phantom if that's easier to remember." He says with a laugh.
"oh- shapeshifting, how, pleasant." Ursula muttered in that voice where you try not to be rude but it just makes it sound even worse, as she took off her hood to reveal eight eyes and dark blue hair. *Ursula has had some unpleasant experiences with shapeshifters, also, SHOULDA used pass without trace*
Phantom chuckles again. "Yes, Shapeshifting. Kinda hard for me to fit inside the tavern if I don't do that." His eyes scan her, ready for any other surprises. "Don't worry though, I'm not gonna hurt you. I was just out here enjoying the sun." Phantom stretches a little. "The dragon is my true form, but many people find it intimidating, and, like I said already, I can't exactly fit inside most buildings."
*Even if she did you Pass Without Trace, she would've had to beat a 34 Passive Perception. And no worries about her history. Phantom has his own...feelings regarding some of the denizens of the Tavern, partly due in part to his past.*
Ursula makes a worried laugh sound mixed with a spider's hissing. "yeah, i can see how it would be pretty hard to fit inside the tavern. it must look like a children's toy from your point of view!" with that, Ursula scuttles back into the tavern, sat down, and ordered a drink. she started weaving a small scarf out of webs to pass the time.
*so, even though this character is a work in progress when it comes to stats, she has proficiency in stealth and a 19 in dexterity, so she still might beat the passive perception if i use pass without trace.*
*That's a possibility. I just know that it'll be very difficult, lol. Ursula will have an...interesting time when Yazrin returns from Avernus. He's a Drow, former noble of Twelfth house of Menzoberranzan, and HATES Lloth.*
Phantom reverts back to his Dragon form and takes off, flying out over the forest.
*Other characters:*
Yazrin is in Avernus.
Lhurr is in Celestia
Soldaer is in his room, resting, his door open tho
*yazrin be like: KILL IT, SQUISH IT. KILL IT WITH FIRE. the second one especially considering Ursula is 3 feet tall*
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Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
*waffles, hello i am new here, but not too new, i just haven't actually roleplayed here yet. i don't know why i'm saying this, i guess i just didn't want the word waffles to be lonely*
Ursula, a halfling sized humanoid wearing a black cloak, white gloves, and a hood covering most of her face entered the tavern, looking around in interest.
*Hello again druid!*
*Reverse timewarp*
Before she walks into the tavern, she notices a massive dragon laying on the ground outside. It polished black scales with silver highlights along the spine, eyebrows, shoulders, and the edges of the "arms" that its wings are on. Instead of the usual forward-pointing horns most black dragons have, its horns point backwards, and are curled halfway along their length, doing a complete circle that leads to a slightly-upward pointing tip. His head is more akin to the shape of a Green or Topaz Dragon's, and a row of curved, almost needlelike spines, run from the top of his head to about a third of the way down its tail. On the end of its tail, where the tip should be, is instead a blade that seems to be made out of its own bone. its eyes are a deep green color, almost like a pine tree's needles when viewed at twilight. Even laying down, the dragon is nearly 20 feet tall and over 300 feet long.
Ursula stares at the dragon through the window for a minute before deciding to get a closer look. she opens the tavern's front door very slightly to make as little noise as possible and started sneaking over towards the dragon.
*so i don't have to say this later, Ursula is an arachne, (think spider centaur) and is a druid. also, hello again!*
The dragon rather quickly notices her approaching. (Passive 34, lol) It opens one of its eyes, which are about her size, and regards her curiously for a minute before climbing to its feet, standing at about 73 feet tall. It turns its head to face her then. Welcome. Can't say I've seen many Arachne before. The dragon chuckles, the sound shaking the windows of the tavern. I am Phantomizakell, a Phanton-Aura Greatwyrm from Hyperia. Welcome to Entropy and the Tavern at the End of the World. With that, and a sudden swirl of mist, Phantomizakell shifts into the form of a handsome young moon elf. "You can call me Phantom if that's easier to remember." He says with a laugh.
"oh- shapeshifting, how, pleasant." Ursula muttered in that voice where you try not to be rude but it just makes it sound even worse, as she took off her hood to reveal eight eyes and dark blue hair. *Ursula has had some unpleasant experiences with shapeshifters, also, SHOULDA used pass without trace*
Phantom chuckles again. "Yes, Shapeshifting. Kinda hard for me to fit inside the tavern if I don't do that." His eyes scan her, ready for any other surprises. "Don't worry though, I'm not gonna hurt you. I was just out here enjoying the sun." Phantom stretches a little. "The dragon is my true form, but many people find it intimidating, and, like I said already, I can't exactly fit inside most buildings."
*Even if she did you Pass Without Trace, she would've had to beat a 34 Passive Perception. And no worries about her history. Phantom has his own...feelings regarding some of the denizens of the Tavern, partly due in part to his past.*
Ursula makes a worried laugh sound mixed with a spider's hissing. "yeah, i can see how it would be pretty hard to fit inside the tavern. it must look like a children's toy from your point of view!" with that, Ursula scuttles back into the tavern, sat down, and ordered a drink. she started weaving a small scarf out of webs to pass the time.
*so, even though this character is a work in progress when it comes to stats, she has proficiency in stealth and a 19 in dexterity, so she still might beat the passive perception if i use pass without trace.*
*That's a possibility. I just know that it'll be very difficult, lol. Ursula will have an...interesting time when Yazrin returns from Avernus. He's a Drow, former noble of Twelfth house of Menzoberranzan, and HATES Lloth.*
Phantom reverts back to his Dragon form and takes off, flying out over the forest.
*Other characters:*
Yazrin is in Avernus.
Lhurr is in Celestia
Soldaer is in his room, resting, his door open tho
*yazrin be like: KILL IT, SQUISH IT. KILL IT WITH FIRE. the second one especially considering Ursula is 3 feet tall*
*Yep...And he's the OP Gloomstalker/Scout multiclass, with focus on ranged attacks. Let's just say that at lvl 4, with a plain old Longbow, he almost one-shot an Ettin.*
*Oooo, can i see the intro?*
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
*Sure!*
A flash appears in the sky, and a moment later a faint rumbling boom can be heard distantly... A minute or two later, a flaming wreckage explodes into the distant mountains. A smaller metal cylinder hits the ground a mere half mile away or so, shaking the ground even around the tavern. Then all goes quiet.
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
Phantom shrugs, the light dying back. "I was merely going to heal you, but fine." He turns and continues towards the tavern.
The Silmith lets out a breath and hobbles along, pain evident in their expression.
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
*Gtg, bye!*
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
*waffles, hello i am new here, but not too new, i just haven't actually roleplayed here yet. i don't know why i'm saying this, i guess i just didn't want the word waffles to be lonely*
Ursula, a halfling sized humanoid wearing an over-sized black cloak, white gloves, and a hood covering most of her face entered the tavern, looking around in interest.
Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
*Hello again druid!*
*Reverse timewarp*
Before she walks into the tavern, she notices a massive dragon laying on the ground outside. It polished black scales with silver highlights along the spine, eyebrows, shoulders, and the edges of the "arms" that its wings are on. Instead of the usual forward-pointing horns most black dragons have, its horns point backwards, and are curled halfway along their length, doing a complete circle that leads to a slightly-upward pointing tip. His head is more akin to the shape of a Green or Topaz Dragon's, and a row of curved, almost needlelike spines, run from the top of his head to about a third of the way down its tail. On the end of its tail, where the tip should be, is instead a blade that seems to be made out of its own bone. its eyes are a deep green color, almost like a pine tree's needles when viewed at twilight. Even laying down, the dragon is nearly 20 feet tall and over 300 feet long.
Ursula stares at the dragon through the window for a minute before deciding to get a closer look. she opens the tavern's front door very slightly to make as little noise as possible and started sneaking over towards the dragon.
*so i don't have to say this later, Ursula is an arachne, (think spider centaur) and is a druid. also, hello again!*
Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
The dragon rather quickly notices her approaching. (Passive 34, lol) It opens one of its eyes, which are about her size, and regards her curiously for a minute before climbing to its feet, standing at about 73 feet tall. It turns its head to face her then. Welcome. Can't say I've seen many Arachne before. The dragon chuckles, the sound shaking the windows of the tavern. I am Phantomizakell, a Phanton-Aura Greatwyrm from Hyperia. Welcome to Entropy and the Tavern at the End of the World. With that, and a sudden swirl of mist, Phantomizakell shifts into the form of a handsome young moon elf. "You can call me Phantom if that's easier to remember." He says with a laugh.
"oh- shapeshifting, how, pleasant." Ursula muttered in that voice where you try not to be rude but it just makes it sound even worse, as she took off her hood to reveal eight eyes and dark blue hair. *Ursula has had some unpleasant experiences with shapeshifters, also, SHOULDA used pass without trace*
Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
Phantom chuckles again. "Yes, Shapeshifting. Kinda hard for me to fit inside the tavern if I don't do that." His eyes scan her, ready for any other surprises. "Don't worry though, I'm not gonna hurt you. I was just out here enjoying the sun." Phantom stretches a little. "The dragon is my true form, but many people find it intimidating, and, like I said already, I can't exactly fit inside most buildings."
*Even if she did you Pass Without Trace, she would've had to beat a 34 Passive Perception. And no worries about her history. Phantom has his own...feelings regarding some of the denizens of the Tavern, partly due in part to his past.*
Ursula makes a worried laugh sound mixed with a spider's hissing. "yeah, i can see how it would be pretty hard to fit inside the tavern. it must look like a children's toy from your point of view!" with that, Ursula scuttles back into the tavern, sat down, and ordered a drink. she started weaving a small scarf out of webs to pass the time.
*so, even though this character is a work in progress when it comes to stats, she has proficiency in stealth and a 19 in dexterity, so she still might beat the passive perception if i use pass without trace.*
Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
*That's a possibility. I just know that it'll be very difficult, lol. Ursula will have an...interesting time when Yazrin returns from Avernus. He's a Drow, former noble of Twelfth house of Menzoberranzan, and HATES Lloth.*
Phantom reverts back to his Dragon form and takes off, flying out over the forest.
*Other characters:*
Yazrin is in Avernus.
Lhurr is in Celestia
Soldaer is in his room, resting, his door open though.
The Silmith is hobbling.
Caelum is thinking.
Evil me is pondering and creating...
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
*Uh-oh...... -_-*
Phantom is flying over the forest.
Yazrin is in Avernus.
Lhurr is in Celestia.
Soldaer is in his room, resting, with the door open.
*yazrin be like: KILL IT, SQUISH IT. KILL IT WITH FIRE. the second one especially considering Ursula is 3 feet tall*
Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
Kai fires at the guard, activating something within the weapon that makes the shot ring out as it knocks the guard off his feet
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
*Yep...And he's the OP Gloomstalker/Scout multiclass, with focus on ranged attacks. Let's just say that at lvl 4, with a plain old Longbow, he almost one-shot an Ettin.*
*You should be scared... Mwehehehe.*
The Silmith hobbles up to Soldaer's door, looking for components they could use in the transponder.
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.