Sonata is trying to fix his ship but he knows Ingo will repair itself. He considers shifting out of his human form.
Quaelanian runs over, pulling out parchment "Hello! what's all this?!" They shout while still a fair bit away.
Sonata waves, quickly shifting from his alien form to human in the blink of an eye. "Um Hi! Just tidying up, I feel like I destroyed a bit after crashing"
They get there, Hyperventilating "*huff* Yeah I see, *huff* you did quite a number. *huff*" *rock gnome with purple blue robe cloak thing, & a dark blue pack just above their left hip that looks similar to a fannypack, btw*
"I suppose I did" he chirped and grinned "Who are you?"
They catch their breath & collect themselves, "Qualanian The LoreKeep, you would be?"
"Sonata, last of the Varniks" he said
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A very... Odd silhouette approaches the tavern. They seem to have vitiligo, and are.. Mismatched. 2 different kinds of ears, 2 different eyes, clothing thats a mix of armor, common clothes, and everything in between. They have small horns, and 2 wings that have the feathered look of an angels, but theyre black with the insides electric blue. They carry 2 axes on their back and wear a top hat.
The man in a grey robe looks up from his gardening with truesight.
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.
A very... Odd silhouette approaches the tavern. They seem to have vitiligo, and are.. Mismatched. 2 different kinds of ears, 2 different eyes, clothing thats a mix of armor, common clothes, and everything in between. They have small horns, and 2 wings that have the feathered look of an angels, but theyre black with the insides electric blue. They carry 2 axes on their back and wear a top hat.
The man in a grey robe looks up from his gardening with truesight.
Theyre a changeling, wearing studded leather of some sort.
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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)
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."
"IQ of 150, and I still couldn't figure that out..."
"Oh it's fine, we all have our moments! Spectacle, it's a pleasure to meet you!" They put a hand out.
They shake their hand
"You are?"
"Nate"
"Pleased to meet you, so, what brings you to the tavern at the end of the world?"
Sonata is trying to fix his ship but he knows Ingo will repair itself. He considers shifting out of his human form.
Quaelanian runs over, pulling out parchment "Hello! what's all this?!" They shout while still a fair bit away.
Sonata waves, quickly shifting from his alien form to human in the blink of an eye. "Um Hi! Just tidying up, I feel like I destroyed a bit after crashing"
They get there, Hyperventilating "*huff* Yeah I see, *huff* you did quite a number. *huff*" *rock gnome with purple blue robe cloak thing, & a dark blue pack just above their left hip that looks similar to a fannypack, btw*
"I suppose I did" he chirped and grinned "Who are you?"
They catch their breath & collect themselves, "Qualanian The LoreKeep, you would be?"
Phantom in on the grass outside, enjoying some sunlight.
Elendon is at the bar, eyes still glowing with holy power.
Avery peeks into the room
Soldaer is laying on his bed, deep in thought apparently. Shade is barely visible in the shadows of a corner, but she is looking right at Avery, her eyes wide and slightly curious.
Avery slips in quietly, moving over to shade as quietly as he can:34
Shade watches him. A sigh comes from Soldaer. "Hello Avery." His voice holds a mix of emotions; happiness, fear, relief, sadness... all at the same time.
*Shade was watching, and has a permanent telepathic link with Soldaer...*
Avery freezes for a second, patting shade on the back of the neck, "U-um, hi."
Shade purrs, shaking Avery a little.
Soldaer slowly climbs out of bed, that same mix of emotions apparent on his face. "I...I..." He's simply at a loss as to what to say.
Avery sorta hides behind shade as soldaer gets up, a small amount of fear mixed in with the normal calmness
Soldaer sighs, shaking his head slightly, before walking over to his store of alcohol and pulling out the strongest he can find, which happened to be Desmianian Fire Whiskey. He moves over to the table and chairs at the foot of his bed, plopping down in one and pulling out a glass. His entire attitude seems...almost depressed.
Shade turns her head to face Avery, her eyes completely nonjudgmental. Avery, he's hurting after what happened. He wishes he could undo it, but unlike Phantom, Soldaer can't simply wish that things never happened and make it so. Shade's tone conveys her worry for Soldaer. Please, talk to him.
Avery looks at shade, confused, He hurt me.... i don't know if i can just instantly forgive him for that
Soldaer looks at the glass, as if contemplating it, before setting it aside and drinking straight from the bottle.
Shade gently bumps her head into Avery. I know...I was there, remember? I was just too slow to stop it. She sighs. He was the one who called Phantom and told him to help you. At least talk to him, Avery. He needs that much. He nearly broke after what happened. With that, Shade lies back down, and seemingly tries to go to sleep.
A very... Odd silhouette approaches the tavern. They seem to have vitiligo, and are.. Mismatched. 2 different kinds of ears, 2 different eyes, clothing thats a mix of armor, common clothes, and everything in between. They have small horns, and 2 wings that have the feathered look of an angels, but theyre black with the insides electric blue. They carry 2 axes on their back and wear a top hat.
The man in a grey robe looks up from his gardening with truesight.
Theyre a changeling, wearing studded leather of some sort.
The person goes back to planting flowers and wipes dirt off the back of his gloves.
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.
Adder lands flat on the ground before standing up. He wears a black tank-top, black shorts with orange lines on them, thick boots, and metal horn caps. He looks around "ah, im back here"
Azazel runs up to him and trys once again to hug/tackle him
Adder winces "Careful! Careful!" He said and hugged Azazel back "Hey there"
Azazel has his face buried in adder's neck, "I missed you so much!"
"calm down" he said and continued to hug him "I was fine"
Azazel pulls back a little to kiss his cheek, "You jerk, why did you just dissapear?"
"........ Prison"
Deception: 23
Insight: 20
Adder gives a conniving smile
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Sonata is trying to fix his ship but he knows Ingo will repair itself. He considers shifting out of his human form.
Quaelanian runs over, pulling out parchment "Hello! what's all this?!" They shout while still a fair bit away.
Sonata waves, quickly shifting from his alien form to human in the blink of an eye. "Um Hi! Just tidying up, I feel like I destroyed a bit after crashing"
They get there, Hyperventilating "*huff* Yeah I see, *huff* you did quite a number. *huff*" *rock gnome with purple blue robe cloak thing, & a dark blue pack just above their left hip that looks similar to a fannypack, btw*
"I suppose I did" he chirped and grinned "Who are you?"
They catch their breath & collect themselves, "Qualanian The LoreKeep, you would be?"
"Sonata, last of the Varniks" he said
"Oohoohoo! Where can I put stuff down to write?"
Sonata raises an eyebrow "please don't write about me" he chuckles nervously
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Phantom in on the grass outside, enjoying some sunlight.
Elendon is at the bar, eyes still glowing with holy power.
Avery peeks into the room
Soldaer is laying on his bed, deep in thought apparently. Shade is barely visible in the shadows of a corner, but she is looking right at Avery, her eyes wide and slightly curious.
Avery slips in quietly, moving over to shade as quietly as he can:34
Shade watches him. A sigh comes from Soldaer. "Hello Avery." His voice holds a mix of emotions; happiness, fear, relief, sadness... all at the same time.
*Shade was watching, and has a permanent telepathic link with Soldaer...*
Avery freezes for a second, patting shade on the back of the neck, "U-um, hi."
Shade purrs, shaking Avery a little.
Soldaer slowly climbs out of bed, that same mix of emotions apparent on his face. "I...I..." He's simply at a loss as to what to say.
Avery sorta hides behind shade as soldaer gets up, a small amount of fear mixed in with the normal calmness
Soldaer sighs, shaking his head slightly, before walking over to his store of alcohol and pulling out the strongest he can find, which happened to be Desmianian Fire Whiskey. He moves over to the table and chairs at the foot of his bed, plopping down in one and pulling out a glass. His entire attitude seems...almost depressed.
Shade turns her head to face Avery, her eyes completely nonjudgmental. Avery, he's hurting after what happened. He wishes he could undo it, but unlike Phantom, Soldaer can't simply wish that things never happened and make it so. Shade's tone conveys her worry for Soldaer. Please, talk to him.
Avery looks at shade, confused, He hurt me.... i don't know if i can just instantly forgive him for that
Soldaer looks at the glass, as if contemplating it, before setting it aside and drinking straight from the bottle.
Shade gently bumps her head into Avery. I know...I was there, remember? I was just too slow to stop it. She sighs. He was the one who called Phantom and told him to help you. At least talk to him, Avery. He needs that much. He nearly broke after what happened. With that, Shade lies back down, and seemingly tries to go to sleep.
O-ok..... i can try.
After a few moments, avery says something, "You look bad."
Adder lands flat on the ground before standing up. He wears a black tank-top, black shorts with orange lines on them, thick boots, and metal horn caps. He looks around "ah, im back here"
Azazel runs up to him and trys once again to hug/tackle him
Adder winces "Careful! Careful!" He said and hugged Azazel back "Hey there"
Azazel has his face buried in adder's neck, "I missed you so much!"
"calm down" he said and continued to hug him "I was fine"
Azazel pulls back a little to kiss his cheek, "You jerk, why did you just dissapear?"
"........ Prison"
Deception: 23
Insight: 20
Adder gives a conniving smile
"You're lucky i trust you, otherwise that would be suspicious."
Sonata is trying to fix his ship but he knows Ingo will repair itself. He considers shifting out of his human form.
Quaelanian runs over, pulling out parchment "Hello! what's all this?!" They shout while still a fair bit away.
Sonata waves, quickly shifting from his alien form to human in the blink of an eye. "Um Hi! Just tidying up, I feel like I destroyed a bit after crashing"
They get there, Hyperventilating "*huff* Yeah I see, *huff* you did quite a number. *huff*" *rock gnome with purple blue robe cloak thing, & a dark blue pack just above their left hip that looks similar to a fannypack, btw*
"I suppose I did" he chirped and grinned "Who are you?"
They catch their breath & collect themselves, "Qualanian The LoreKeep, you would be?"
"Sonata, last of the Varniks" he said
"Oohoohoo! Where can I put stuff down to write?"
Sonata raises an eyebrow "please don't write about me" he chuckles nervously
"I write of every bit of info I get & find, as my goal is to leave nothing unwritten, or unknown by many."
Adder lands flat on the ground before standing up. He wears a black tank-top, black shorts with orange lines on them, thick boots, and metal horn caps. He looks around "ah, im back here"
Azazel runs up to him and trys once again to hug/tackle him
Adder winces "Careful! Careful!" He said and hugged Azazel back "Hey there"
Azazel has his face buried in adder's neck, "I missed you so much!"
"calm down" he said and continued to hug him "I was fine"
Azazel pulls back a little to kiss his cheek, "You jerk, why did you just dissapear?"
"........ Prison"
Deception: 23
Insight: 20
Adder gives a conniving smile
"You're lucky i trust you, otherwise that would be suspicious."
"mn, it was fine, just some work for the prison and I was going to be able to go home" he said and chuckled
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Sonata, last of the Varniks" he said
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The man in a grey robe looks up from his gardening with truesight.
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.
*Jesus, I go make one bowl of ramen, and two pages have already popped up.*
Love is still wandering around, possibly looking for people to potentially pickpocket.
Wolfe is still chilling on a couch.
Nerima is still being Nerima.
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.
Theyre a changeling, wearing studded leather of some sort.
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)
"This... wasn't intended"
He shivers
"The portal..."
I have a PHD in traps
"Oohoohoo! Where can I put stuff down to write?"
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Soldaer looks at the glass, as if contemplating it, before setting it aside and drinking straight from the bottle.
Shade gently bumps her head into Avery. I know...I was there, remember? I was just too slow to stop it. She sighs. He was the one who called Phantom and told him to help you. At least talk to him, Avery. He needs that much. He nearly broke after what happened. With that, Shade lies back down, and seemingly tries to go to sleep.
The person goes back to planting flowers and wipes dirt off the back of his gloves.
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.
Adder gives a conniving smile
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Description? I missed this one*
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
Sonata raises an eyebrow "please don't write about me" he chuckles nervously
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Black Tabaxi, black leather armor, one golden earring.*
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.
"Hmm? Oh yes that wall nearby tends to open portals elsewhere, I'm guessing you went through one unwillingly?"
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
O-ok..... i can try.
After a few moments, avery says something, "You look bad."
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're lucky i trust you, otherwise that would be suspicious."
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 write of every bit of info I get & find, as my goal is to leave nothing unwritten, or unknown by many."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*hi*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Kai, my changeling, seems pretty distracted with whatever they're tinkering with
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
"mn, it was fine, just some work for the prison and I was going to be able to go home" he said and chuckled
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*PALLGHOST!!!!!*
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