The kettle explodes, covering the artificers face in soot
"That is the last time I try to build one of these things, 17th time this week that's happened, if only I could calibrate it..."
*Note: Objects cannot break in the tavern safe area*
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Kai follows, because he has decided that teasing the spider lady is funnier than murdering nobles
because of the eight eyes, Ursula notices. "what do you want from me? my spider hats? your chances of having actually nice looking hair? oh wait, thats impossible for you and that ugly hairline."
"I just use this as a default. And its mostly cause i enjoy messing with you so far." He says, sitting across from her
"just ignore the deformed gargoyle, if we leave it alone, it might go away." Ursula said to Bolesh while stroking the small black widow spider.
He shudders, "God, how can you pet that?" He asks, minor arachnophobia peeking through
"how? she's my pet. a black widow, one of the most dangerous spiders in the waning woods." sensing the disgust in his voice, she uses her legs to create a scuttling sound you'd ascosciate with spiders.
"Stop, do not do that." He covers his ears
spider sound intensifies.
*AAAAA, i dislike that, gets me squeemish*
Kai groans, his head on the table as he trys to ignore the scuttling
the sound stops, as Ursula puts the finishing touches on her 3rd web hat and places it on Kai's head. it feels like cobwebs.
"Kindly take this off me or i will set stuff ablaze in panic."
*Ursula leaves into her room, where she then starts scrying on Kai.*
After about five more seconds, kai burusts into flames for a few seconds, before it goes out. This however, does nothing to anything thanks to the tavern
Ursula waits ten minutes to get full use of the scrying spell because 5th level spell slot went down the drain.
At this point by the time the scrying spell wears off, kai has been on fire for a consecutive 5 minutes
Ursula comes down into the main room, staring at the flaming person sitting on a table with a tophat that would fit a spider.
He's obviously not fireproof, as even with the blessing his skin is being charred by the flames, though no damage
"i have a sudden urge to take you exactly 150 and 1 feet away from the tavern."
"You would get picked like last time."
"i have absolutely no idea what you mean right now. is having a stroke normal for you?"
"You're like 3 feet shorter than me. I honestly do't think you can do anything to me i dont want."
"bold statement for someone who i hit with a rock."
"You forget i wasn't dodging. Also, it was a rock."
Theres a loud bang from outside, and a few seconds later Kai re-enters the tavern, smoke rising from the barrel of his weapon along with his clothes
Azazel is muttering something in abbysal
[Open slot]
The Silmith glances over, hand going to the long-barreled weapon on their back.
Kai, a changeling, look over at them and raises their own weapon in aim. A short barreled weapon
The Silmith raises their hands away from the weapon, which appears to be far more advanced than Kai's.
*Fair, his is a simple pepperbox handgun*
"Who are you?" He asks, not dropping aim at their skull
"I am a Silmith. Would you mind dropping the weapon." Their voice is cold and monotone. They slowly drop their hands toward their weapon again.
"How about i don't." He replys, his voice filled with heat, (Oddly enough) the opposite of silmith's
*They aren't Silmith. They are a Silmith.*
The Silmith, in one quick fluid motion spins the weapon around so the barrel is pointing at Kai and pulls the trigger four times. Four streaks of energy shoot out and hit the wall around Kai, missing him by a half an inch each, two on each side at perfect intervals.
*No clue what that is, but its easier for me to refer to them by that if you prefer*
Kai seems completely unphased, though a small smile has spread to his face, "For someone who missed, you act like thats impressive" he says, a click sounding off as he pulls back the firearm lever
*It's a type of space-faring creature from the Far Realm I homebrewed.*
"I did not miss. I was warning you." They aim the barrel at Kai, finger on the trigger, hands not moving at all.
*Neat*
"Oh really? From where i'm standing you missed by 2.3 inches," He says, not looking back, "I'd call that a miss." He aims more towards the Silmith's hand than their skull this time
Make a Dex save.
21
Kai's pepperbox is hit by a bolt from the barrel, but he manages to keep a hold on it. If this was outside the tavern, the hit likely would have destroyed the pepperbox and the arm holding it.
Kai gives a small smirk, returning fire (Make a strength save please)
11 LR if fail.
*[GP]ing LRs.... ok, that makes it suceed. (Legit question, why does everyone have these things?)*
If it weren't for the [LR reasonn] the shot would have blown their weapon away
*I don't know, but for the Silmith, as a race they don't necessarily all have it, but this specific Silmith is a scout, and they're the best of the best, since they go alone into possibly hostile territory, and they need to fight in order to protect themselves, since if they die, their ships die too. Neural uplinks. Also, Gtg.*
"I don't have time for this; it was an instinctive reaction. I thought you were an Imperator informant; after all, you are a changeling. No offense; your kind have bad reputations. Goodbye."
Kai seems to grow angrier, "Everyone says that."
*I know, but like, every other wolf i see in the wild has one of these. I feel dirty giving my characters a free pass on something. Like, indomitable for fighter just allows a reroll, but LRs make it auto suceed.*
"It's true for my people, however. We welcomed your kind to the Silmith republic, and you betrayed us."
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The kettle explodes, covering the artificers face in soot
"That is the last time I try to build one of these things, 17th time this week that's happened, if only I could calibrate it..."
Spectacle walks up beside them, "you good there sugar?"
*They're a tiefling with pale magenta skin, eyes only coloured gold, maroon hair with its roots held by their wavy horns, they wear a red suit with white accents, with trousers & tap shoes of the same colour scheme, They hold a cane coloured red with a handle like that of a rapier's.*
A figure stands in a tree. They wear a white tank-top, a dark red hunter's jacket with a burning mark from some sort of fight before they got here, a pair of black trousers, thick boots that were covered in mud, and carried a quiver of mechanical arrows. The bow they carried was modern compared to a wooden bow, it was constructed of metal parts to make it last long an be more efficient. The man wore a black bandana over his mouth an nose and thick sunglasses with black mirrored lens so others could not see his eyes. Strapped to his back was a rifle and a sniper riffle.
Finny is inside while Meriva sits outside, staring at birds that flutter around, occasionally snacking on a tree.
Sonata is coughing while trying the wave the smoke out his ship.
The Silmith looks up from their transmitter, hand going to the weapon on their back at the sight of the modern components.
The man narrows his eyes behind the sunglasses and nocks an arrow on his bow.
After a moment, the Silmith shrugs, and goes back to the transmitter.
The man, deeming this person not a threat, puts the arrow back in his quiver and pulls out a map.
"Are you looking for something." The Silmith's voice is monotone.
The man raised his head and narrowed his eyes again from the shadow of the leaves in the trees. He jumps down, rolling the map back up and sticking in his bag, "you could say that" he said.
"Someone, then."
"No, your questions are not needed"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A figure stands in a tree. They wear a white tank-top, a dark red hunter's jacket with a burning mark from some sort of fight before they got here, a pair of black trousers, thick boots that were covered in mud, and carried a quiver of mechanical arrows. The bow they carried was modern compared to a wooden bow, it was constructed of metal parts to make it last long an be more efficient. The man wore a black bandana over his mouth an nose and thick sunglasses with black mirrored lens so others could not see his eyes. Strapped to his back was a rifle and a sniper riffle.
Finny is inside while Meriva sits outside, staring at birds that flutter around, occasionally snacking on a tree.
Sonata is coughing while trying the wave the smoke out his ship.
The Silmith looks up from their transmitter, hand going to the weapon on their back at the sight of the modern components.
The man narrows his eyes behind the sunglasses and nocks an arrow on his bow.
After a moment, the Silmith shrugs, and goes back to the transmitter.
The man, deeming this person not a threat, puts the arrow back in his quiver and pulls out a map.
"Are you looking for something." The Silmith's voice is monotone.
The man raised his head and narrowed his eyes again from the shadow of the leaves in the trees. He jumps down, rolling the map back up and sticking in his bag, "you could say that" he said.
"Someone, then."
"No, your questions are not needed"
"Hmm. I am looking for something as well. Copper wire, to be exact. Either that or a means of interstellar travel."
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*I'm having a minor crisis. Thankfully i have decided it will be ongoing :)*
Azazel is out back of the tavern so nobody see's what he's doing anymore
Kai is sketching a new firarm to add to his repitrar
Avery is sitting on the couch reading
Chris is still deciding whether to drop Eavalon
Chris sux at characters
E and Kalnor are out
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The kettle explodes, covering the artificers face in soot
"That is the last time I try to build one of these things, 17th time this week that's happened, if only I could calibrate it..."
Spectacle walks up beside them, "you good there sugar?"
*They're a tiefling with pale magenta skin, eyes only coloured gold, maroon hair with its roots held by their wavy horns, they wear a red suit with white accents, with trousers & tap shoes of the same colour scheme, They hold a cane coloured red with a handle like that of a rapier's.*
"Yeah, it's just this kettle, it gets too hot and melts if I take it out of range"
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Theres a loud bang from outside, and a few seconds later Kai re-enters the tavern, smoke rising from the barrel of his weapon along with his clothes
Azazel is muttering something in abbysal
[Open slot]
The Silmith glances over, hand going to the long-barreled weapon on their back.
Kai, a changeling, look over at them and raises their own weapon in aim. A short barreled weapon
The Silmith raises their hands away from the weapon, which appears to be far more advanced than Kai's.
*Fair, his is a simple pepperbox handgun*
"Who are you?" He asks, not dropping aim at their skull
"I am a Silmith. Would you mind dropping the weapon." Their voice is cold and monotone. They slowly drop their hands toward their weapon again.
"How about i don't." He replys, his voice filled with heat, (Oddly enough) the opposite of silmith's
*They aren't Silmith. They are a Silmith.*
The Silmith, in one quick fluid motion spins the weapon around so the barrel is pointing at Kai and pulls the trigger four times. Four streaks of energy shoot out and hit the wall around Kai, missing him by a half an inch each, two on each side at perfect intervals.
*No clue what that is, but its easier for me to refer to them by that if you prefer*
Kai seems completely unphased, though a small smile has spread to his face, "For someone who missed, you act like thats impressive" he says, a click sounding off as he pulls back the firearm lever
*It's a type of space-faring creature from the Far Realm I homebrewed.*
"I did not miss. I was warning you." They aim the barrel at Kai, finger on the trigger, hands not moving at all.
*Neat*
"Oh really? From where i'm standing you missed by 2.3 inches," He says, not looking back, "I'd call that a miss." He aims more towards the Silmith's hand than their skull this time
Make a Dex save.
21
Kai's pepperbox is hit by a bolt from the barrel, but he manages to keep a hold on it. If this was outside the tavern, the hit likely would have destroyed the pepperbox and the arm holding it.
Kai gives a small smirk, returning fire (Make a strength save please)
11 LR if fail.
*[GP]ing LRs.... ok, that makes it suceed. (Legit question, why does everyone have these things?)*
If it weren't for the [LR reasonn] the shot would have blown their weapon away
*I don't know, but for the Silmith, as a race they don't necessarily all have it, but this specific Silmith is a scout, and they're the best of the best, since they go alone into possibly hostile territory, and they need to fight in order to protect themselves, since if they die, their ships die too. Neural uplinks. Also, Gtg.*
"I don't have time for this; it was an instinctive reaction. I thought you were an Imperator informant; after all, you are a changeling. No offense; your kind have bad reputations. Goodbye."
Kai seems to grow angrier, "Everyone says that."
*I know, but like, every other wolf i see in the wild has one of these. I feel dirty giving my characters a free pass on something. Like, indomitable for fighter just allows a reroll, but LRs make it auto suceed.*
"It's true for my people, however. We welcomed your kind to the Silmith republic, and you betrayed us."
"Great stereotyping there. I'll have you know i've never been to a silmith republic before."
A figure stands in a tree. They wear a white tank-top, a dark red hunter's jacket with a burning mark from some sort of fight before they got here, a pair of black trousers, thick boots that were covered in mud, and carried a quiver of mechanical arrows. The bow they carried was modern compared to a wooden bow, it was constructed of metal parts to make it last long an be more efficient. The man wore a black bandana over his mouth an nose and thick sunglasses with black mirrored lens so others could not see his eyes. Strapped to his back was a rifle and a sniper riffle.
Finny is inside while Meriva sits outside, staring at birds that flutter around, occasionally snacking on a tree.
Sonata is coughing while trying the wave the smoke out his ship.
The Silmith looks up from their transmitter, hand going to the weapon on their back at the sight of the modern components.
The man narrows his eyes behind the sunglasses and nocks an arrow on his bow.
After a moment, the Silmith shrugs, and goes back to the transmitter.
The man, deeming this person not a threat, puts the arrow back in his quiver and pulls out a map.
"Are you looking for something." The Silmith's voice is monotone.
The man raised his head and narrowed his eyes again from the shadow of the leaves in the trees. He jumps down, rolling the map back up and sticking in his bag, "you could say that" he said.
"Someone, then."
"No, your questions are not needed"
"Hmm. I am looking for something as well. Copper wire, to be exact. Either that or a means of interstellar travel."
The man sighs and pulls down the bandana that was covering his mouth "How much?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Theres a loud bang from outside, and a few seconds later Kai re-enters the tavern, smoke rising from the barrel of his weapon along with his clothes
Azazel is muttering something in abbysal
[Open slot]
The Silmith glances over, hand going to the long-barreled weapon on their back.
Kai, a changeling, look over at them and raises their own weapon in aim. A short barreled weapon
The Silmith raises their hands away from the weapon, which appears to be far more advanced than Kai's.
*Fair, his is a simple pepperbox handgun*
"Who are you?" He asks, not dropping aim at their skull
"I am a Silmith. Would you mind dropping the weapon." Their voice is cold and monotone. They slowly drop their hands toward their weapon again.
"How about i don't." He replys, his voice filled with heat, (Oddly enough) the opposite of silmith's
*They aren't Silmith. They are a Silmith.*
The Silmith, in one quick fluid motion spins the weapon around so the barrel is pointing at Kai and pulls the trigger four times. Four streaks of energy shoot out and hit the wall around Kai, missing him by a half an inch each, two on each side at perfect intervals.
*No clue what that is, but its easier for me to refer to them by that if you prefer*
Kai seems completely unphased, though a small smile has spread to his face, "For someone who missed, you act like thats impressive" he says, a click sounding off as he pulls back the firearm lever
*It's a type of space-faring creature from the Far Realm I homebrewed.*
"I did not miss. I was warning you." They aim the barrel at Kai, finger on the trigger, hands not moving at all.
*Neat*
"Oh really? From where i'm standing you missed by 2.3 inches," He says, not looking back, "I'd call that a miss." He aims more towards the Silmith's hand than their skull this time
Make a Dex save.
21
Kai's pepperbox is hit by a bolt from the barrel, but he manages to keep a hold on it. If this was outside the tavern, the hit likely would have destroyed the pepperbox and the arm holding it.
Kai gives a small smirk, returning fire (Make a strength save please)
11 LR if fail.
*[GP]ing LRs.... ok, that makes it suceed. (Legit question, why does everyone have these things?)*
If it weren't for the [LR reasonn] the shot would have blown their weapon away
*I don't know, but for the Silmith, as a race they don't necessarily all have it, but this specific Silmith is a scout, and they're the best of the best, since they go alone into possibly hostile territory, and they need to fight in order to protect themselves, since if they die, their ships die too. Neural uplinks. Also, Gtg.*
"I don't have time for this; it was an instinctive reaction. I thought you were an Imperator informant; after all, you are a changeling. No offense; your kind have bad reputations. Goodbye."
Kai seems to grow angrier, "Everyone says that."
*I know, but like, every other wolf i see in the wild has one of these. I feel dirty giving my characters a free pass on something. Like, indomitable for fighter just allows a reroll, but LRs make it auto suceed.*
"It's true for my people, however. We welcomed your kind to the Silmith republic, and you betrayed us."
"Great stereotyping there. I'll have you know i've never been to a silmith republic before."
"Yes, but when we annexed an Imperium world with a high concentration of changelings, they turned on us. I was not saying you were a spy, I was surprised to see a changeling. Many changelings were on Qaesia when it went... Boom."
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A figure stands in a tree. They wear a white tank-top, a dark red hunter's jacket with a burning mark from some sort of fight before they got here, a pair of black trousers, thick boots that were covered in mud, and carried a quiver of mechanical arrows. The bow they carried was modern compared to a wooden bow, it was constructed of metal parts to make it last long an be more efficient. The man wore a black bandana over his mouth an nose and thick sunglasses with black mirrored lens so others could not see his eyes. Strapped to his back was a rifle and a sniper riffle.
Finny is inside while Meriva sits outside, staring at birds that flutter around, occasionally snacking on a tree.
Sonata is coughing while trying the wave the smoke out his ship.
The Silmith looks up from their transmitter, hand going to the weapon on their back at the sight of the modern components.
The man narrows his eyes behind the sunglasses and nocks an arrow on his bow.
After a moment, the Silmith shrugs, and goes back to the transmitter.
The man, deeming this person not a threat, puts the arrow back in his quiver and pulls out a map.
"Are you looking for something." The Silmith's voice is monotone.
The man raised his head and narrowed his eyes again from the shadow of the leaves in the trees. He jumps down, rolling the map back up and sticking in his bag, "you could say that" he said.
"Someone, then."
"No, your questions are not needed"
"Hmm. I am looking for something as well. Copper wire, to be exact. Either that or a means of interstellar travel."
The man sighs and pulls down the bandana that was covering his mouth "How much?"
"Between 30 and 80 feet would be appreciated."
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The kettle explodes, covering the artificers face in soot
"That is the last time I try to build one of these things, 17th time this week that's happened, if only I could calibrate it..."
Spectacle walks up beside them, "you good there sugar?"
*They're a tiefling with pale magenta skin, eyes only coloured gold, maroon hair with its roots held by their wavy horns, they wear a red suit with white accents, with trousers & tap shoes of the same colour scheme, They hold a cane coloured red with a handle like that of a rapier's.*
"Yeah, it's just this kettle, it gets too hot and melts"
"Like a tea kettle? Well just use a metal with a higher boiling point."
*Note: Objects cannot break in the tavern safe area*
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)
"You forget i wasn't dodging. Also, it was a rock."
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
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.
Spectacle walks up beside them, "you good there sugar?"
*They're a tiefling with pale magenta skin, eyes only coloured gold, maroon hair with its roots held by their wavy horns, they wear a red suit with white accents, with trousers & tap shoes of the same colour scheme, They hold a cane coloured red with a handle like that of a rapier's.*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"No, your questions are not needed"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Ok*
I have a PHD in traps
*Morning :D*
*I'm having a minor crisis. Thankfully i have decided it will be ongoing :)*
Azazel is out back of the tavern so nobody see's what he's doing anymore
Kai is sketching a new firarm to add to his repitrar
Avery is sitting on the couch reading
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
*The kettle doesn't explode, just doesn't work*
I have a PHD in traps
"Hmm. I am looking for something as well. Copper wire, to be exact. Either that or a means of interstellar travel."
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.
*I responded to the Silmith-Kai face off.*
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.
Chris is still deciding whether to drop Eavalon
Chris sux at characters
E and Kalnor are out
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)
"Yeah, it's just this kettle, it gets too hot and melts if I take it out of range"
I have a PHD in traps
Paris walks around back with some bronze scraps and a mold to use the forge.
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
"Great stereotyping there. I'll have you know i've never been to a silmith republic before."
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
The man sighs and pulls down the bandana that was covering his mouth "How much?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Yes, but when we annexed an Imperium world with a high concentration of changelings, they turned on us. I was not saying you were a spy, I was surprised to see a changeling. Many changelings were on Qaesia when it went... Boom."
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.
*Im almost done Adder's page so he can come back soon :D*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Between 30 and 80 feet would be appreciated."
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.
"Like a tea kettle? Well just use a metal with a higher boiling point."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Theres the sounds of something being knocked across the roof as kai climbs onto it, before noticing the angel, "Uh, hello."
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