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."
He looks a bit nervous as he wrings his hands a bit on a rag.
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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."
Soldaer nods, taking another swig of the whiskey. "Yeah, I am, Avery." He shakes his head, sighing. "I truly wish I had never done that. I was hurt, a bit angry with you, and furious with Xorius for making you do something like that." Soldaer turns to face Avery, nearly on the verge of breaking into tears. "Kidnapping is wrong, even if you didn't mistreat her."
Krathian is sitting in his room, struck by a sudden feeling of reminiscence. He closes his eyes breathing deeply, collapsing into his chair, crushing the shot glass that he clutches in his hand like the last hook on which the heavens hang. The glass shards cut the skin of his left hand to ribbons, and the noxious spirits it contains mix with the blood that flows from it. He doesn't feel it. The flames of the hearth flicker before him. He doesn't see them. Instead, he sees that ... place. Horrible, even for him. His white eyes stare into the corner like he's looking at a ghost. "Ejukthranahuil" he whispers to himself. Q'ilbrith watches him from the corner, shifting uncomfortably.
Fin is chopping firewood.
Turin is polishing his glasses and squinting at a small hide map on the table before him.
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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.
*I just didn't want to come in without any idea what was happening*
*So much has gone by my friend! You missed a lot! I will have to bring Brand out of stasis now, and heavily update him. Its so good to see you though!*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Hello! Read the rules, it seems like you caught on that out of character is in asterisks, but to let you know,, nothing special to the text is character narration, "quotes" is what is being said by them, & italics is telepathy, um have fun!*
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
*I just didn't want to come in without any idea what was happening*
*So much has gone by my friend! You missed a lot! I will have to bring Brand out of stasis now, and heavily update him. Its so good to see you though!*
*As well. Mean and you will have to talk about Lazarus and Brand, but we can do that later. Anything significant (other then the new thread) that happened over the last 6 months?*
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
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."
He looks a bit nervous as he wrings his hands a bit on a rag.
"So, where can I put my stuff down to write? What's with your face?"
*Hello! Read the rules, it seems like you caught on that out of character is in asterisks, but to let you know,, nothing special to the text is character narration, "quotes" is what is being said by them, & italics is telepathy, um have fun!*
*Pallghost is not new, he's coming back from a few month-long slumber.*
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Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Krathian is sitting in his room, struck by a sudden feeling of reminiscence. He closes his eyes breathing deeply, collapsing into his chair, crushing the shot glass that he clutches in his hand like the last hook on which the heavens hang. The glass shards cut the skin of his left hand to ribbons, and the noxious spirits it contains mix with the blood that flows from it. He doesn't feel it. The flames of the hearth flicker before him. He doesn't see them. Instead, he sees that ... place. Horrible, even for him. His white eyes stare into the corner like he's looking at a ghost. "Ejukthranahuil" he whispers to himself. Q'ilbrith watches him from the corner, shifting uncomfortably.
Fin is chopping firewood.
Turin is polishing his glasses and squinting at a small hide map on the table before him.
*Me who is in boredom*
The ground cracks as a gatekeeper appears from the ground, its bubbling neck stubs blows bubbles of black acid as it walks directly into a tavern door.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Attempt 2* 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.
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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)
*Hello! Read the rules, it seems like you caught on that out of character is in asterisks, but to let you know,, nothing special to the text is character narration, "quotes" is what is being said by them, & italics is telepathy, um have fun!*
*He's an old member of the tavern, lol He knows the rules!*
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*-VIOLENT SCREAMING-*
*ITS A GHOST OF GHOST, no wait, YOUR ALIVE*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He looks a bit nervous as he wrings his hands a bit on a rag.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*The one and only Bows*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*I will fully return on saturday*
*I just didn't want to come in without any idea what was happening*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Soldaer nods, taking another swig of the whiskey. "Yeah, I am, Avery." He shakes his head, sighing. "I truly wish I had never done that. I was hurt, a bit angry with you, and furious with Xorius for making you do something like that." Soldaer turns to face Avery, nearly on the verge of breaking into tears. "Kidnapping is wrong, even if you didn't mistreat her."
*Oh, and fire waffles*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Krathian is sitting in his room, struck by a sudden feeling of reminiscence. He closes his eyes breathing deeply, collapsing into his chair, crushing the shot glass that he clutches in his hand like the last hook on which the heavens hang. The glass shards cut the skin of his left hand to ribbons, and the noxious spirits it contains mix with the blood that flows from it. He doesn't feel it. The flames of the hearth flicker before him. He doesn't see them. Instead, he sees that ... place. Horrible, even for him. His white eyes stare into the corner like he's looking at a ghost. "Ejukthranahuil" he whispers to himself. Q'ilbrith watches him from the corner, shifting uncomfortably.
Fin is chopping firewood.
Turin is polishing his glasses and squinting at a small hide map on the table before him.
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 much has gone by my friend! You missed a lot! I will have to bring Brand out of stasis now, and heavily update him. Its so good to see you though!*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Heya Pallghost! Looking forward to your return! Bows*
*Hello! Read the rules, it seems like you caught on that out of character is in asterisks, but to let you know,, nothing special to the text is character narration, "quotes" is what is being said by them, & italics is telepathy, um have fun!*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
She sneaks up behind him and gives a good look over for anything interesting.
Stealth: 24
SoH: 22
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.
"Hmmmmmmmmmm...... don't care anymore, love you."
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
*Hi Pallghost, good to see you back.*
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"
*As well. Mean and you will have to talk about Lazarus and Brand, but we can do that later. Anything significant (other then the new thread) that happened over the last 6 months?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"So, where can I put my stuff down to write? What's with your face?"
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*Pallghost is not new, he's coming back from a few month-long slumber.*
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.
*Me who is in boredom*
The ground cracks as a gatekeeper appears from the ground, its bubbling neck stubs blows bubbles of black acid as it walks directly into a tavern door.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*I agree myself. Its weird how I am kinda new now, despite being part of the 'old guard'*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Attempt 2* 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.
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
*He's an old member of the tavern, lol He knows the rules!*