*Time to have Soldaer finally come downstairs then. He's been forgiven, so he's in a good mood now.*
Soldaer walks downstairs and notices Kai and Love. Would you like some help there? He asks Love.
So.... much.... catnip....
Soldaer sighs. Oh boy...Would you like me to get you away from that man? I can, if you want me to.
Ughhhh.... yesssss....
Soldaer chuckles to himself, and walks over. He grabs one of Love's hands, and promptly vanishes in a swirl of mist, taking her with him. He teleported both of them up to his room, where he promptly has Shade close the door so Kai won't follow. "There you go. Away from that crazy man. I'm Soldaer, who are you?"
"Love..." She still seems a bit out of it from all the catnip.
Soldaer chuckles again. "It's nice to meet you, Love. I think I can help you feel more yourself if you want, too."
She limply waved her hand at him. "Noo.... I'm... away... now... let... me.... enjoy... this...."
Soldaer chuckles. "Alright." He gestures to the one of the chests. "There's food in there if you get hungry, and drinks in the cabinet in the corner, although considering how you are feeling right now, I don't think alcohol is the best option for you. In the meantime, I'm gonna lay back down for a bit." He walks back over to the bed, removing his weapon belt and armor, and lays down, closing his eyes.
She lays there for the next hour or so before sitting up, back to normal.
"I'm fine now. Thanks, by the way, that was sooooo humiliating."
Soldaer sits up, and faces her. "No problem." He says with a slight chuckle. "It was slightly amusing how you were acting, but I knew you probably hated it." Soldaer moves to put his weapon belt and armor back on. "So, I haven't seen you around here before. When'd you come to the Tavern?"
"Earlier today, actually."
"Well, in that case, let me give you a proper, and polite, welcome. Sorry about how that guy was treating you. most of the people here are much nicer than he was."
"Oh, well thank you kindly, then."
"Of course." Soldaer says with a smile. "Now, can I interest you in a drink or some food? I've got quite the selection of fine spirits from my homeworld."
"Hmm... sounds nice, as long as I don't get drugged again."
Soldaer laughs before moving over to the pantry and pulling out a bottle filled with some vibrant red liquid as well as a pair of cups. "Desmianian Fire Whiskey. Brewed with Fireblossom seeds and a hint of cinnamon." He explains as he pours some into each glass, and taking a seat in one of the two chairs set on either side of the table at the foot of his bed.
She gets up off the floor and walks over, taking the other seat. "Oh, sounds like something a noble would keep."
"Well, after having killed a dragon..." he gestures to the Adult Green Dragon head mounted on his mantle, "I had a lot of money, and with most of the gear i'd need already in my possession, I had to find something to spend some of it on." He says with a laugh.
She chuckled with him, taking the other glass. "You killed a dragon?"
"I didn't buy that head that's mounted over my fireplace, that's for sure." He says with a laugh, his pale green eyes flashing.
She chuckled again, albeit a bit more nervously. "How nice!" She sips her drink, starting wonder if this was the best decision.
Soldaer takes a sip of his glass, studying her reaction. "You have no reason to be nervous, Love. The dragon attacked my village unprovoked, even killing several of the elders when they tried to reason with it. Of course it was going to be hunted and killed for that." He shrugs taking another sip. "I'm a ranger and druid. It's my duty to protect people."
She nodded, tooootally convinced. "Oh, so you're like a royal knight, but, y'know, not royal?"
*Gtg for today, see y'all tomorrow!*
Soldaer chuckles. "Not exactly. The Royal Knights usually are more structured and tend to work in groups. I work alone more often than not, which allows me a bit more freedom in how I go about protecting those under my care."
Nox is downstairs, seeming tired, and looking around for anyone he knows
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Nox is downstairs, seeming tired, and looking around for anyone he knows
*Reverse Timewarp!*
Soldaer walks downstairs for the first time in a while, seemingly in a good mood. He quickly spots Nox and makes his way over to him.
Nox looks over "Hello!"
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There's a loud bang from outside, and a pillar of smoke erupts from where the transmitter was. A small crater has been formed around, and the Silmith is on their knees, trying to scavenge any components.
The person laying in the grass starts and closes the terrarium holding the flower. He runs around the building to the crater.
The Silmith is shaking their head sadly as they stand.
The person shoulders the terrarium and runs over. "What happened?"
"The transmitter couldn't handle the strain. Either the copper wire was old and bad, or I didn't have enough potatoes; all I can do is hope the transmission was strong enough to reach command."
"Are you okay?" The person smells strongly of flowers and has a pale green skin.
"An explosion as weak as this could not kill me; plus, I was standing several feet away."
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.
Nox is downstairs, seeming tired, and looking around for anyone he knows
*Reverse Timewarp!*
Soldaer walks downstairs for the first time in a while, seemingly in a good mood. He quickly spots Nox and makes his way over to him.
Nox looks over "Hello!"
Soldaer smiles, switching to telepathy so they can converse easily. Hello. I'm Soldaer Torrae. Welcome to the Tavern. Who might you be?
(You can call me Nox. And no welcome is needed. Ive been here before) he smiles
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There's a loud bang from outside, and a pillar of smoke erupts from where the transmitter was. A small crater has been formed around, and the Silmith is on their knees, trying to scavenge any components.
The person laying in the grass starts and closes the terrarium holding the flower. He runs around the building to the crater.
The Silmith is shaking their head sadly as they stand.
The person shoulders the terrarium and runs over. "What happened?"
"The transmitter couldn't handle the strain. Either the copper wire was old and bad, or I didn't have enough potatoes; all I can do is hope the transmission was strong enough to reach command."
"Are you okay?" The person smells strongly of flowers and has a pale green skin.
"An explosion as weak as this could not kill me; plus, I was standing several feet away."
"Just making sure. What is a "Transmission?""
"A radio wave that can reach distant places; usually it carries a message."
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Nox is downstairs, seeming tired, and looking around for anyone he knows
*Reverse Timewarp!*
Soldaer walks downstairs for the first time in a while, seemingly in a good mood. He quickly spots Nox and makes his way over to him.
Nox looks over "Hello!"
Soldaer smiles, switching to telepathy so they can converse easily. Hello. I'm Soldaer Torrae. Welcome to the Tavern. Who might you be?
(You can call me Nox. And no welcome is needed. Ive been here before) he smiles
Soldaer's expression brightens, and his eyebrows shoot up. Nox?! As in, the Nox that helped E rescue her brother from Joshua?
(You know Enethia? Thats great! So I did return to the right tavern!)
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There's a loud bang from outside, and a pillar of smoke erupts from where the transmitter was. A small crater has been formed around, and the Silmith is on their knees, trying to scavenge any components.
The person laying in the grass starts and closes the terrarium holding the flower. He runs around the building to the crater.
The Silmith is shaking their head sadly as they stand.
The person shoulders the terrarium and runs over. "What happened?"
"The transmitter couldn't handle the strain. Either the copper wire was old and bad, or I didn't have enough potatoes; all I can do is hope the transmission was strong enough to reach command."
"Are you okay?" The person smells strongly of flowers and has a pale green skin.
"An explosion as weak as this could not kill me; plus, I was standing several feet away."
"Just making sure. What is a "Transmission?""
"A radio wave that can reach distant places; usually it carries a message."
"A message." He looks more confused. "I just wanted to make sure there were no fires."
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.
There's a loud bang from outside, and a pillar of smoke erupts from where the transmitter was. A small crater has been formed around, and the Silmith is on their knees, trying to scavenge any components.
The person laying in the grass starts and closes the terrarium holding the flower. He runs around the building to the crater.
The Silmith is shaking their head sadly as they stand.
The person shoulders the terrarium and runs over. "What happened?"
"The transmitter couldn't handle the strain. Either the copper wire was old and bad, or I didn't have enough potatoes; all I can do is hope the transmission was strong enough to reach command."
"Are you okay?" The person smells strongly of flowers and has a pale green skin.
"An explosion as weak as this could not kill me; plus, I was standing several feet away."
"Just making sure. What is a "Transmission?""
"A radio wave that can reach distant places; usually it carries a message."
"A message." He looks more confused. "I just wanted to make sure there were no fires."
"This one blew up because I needed it to reach far beyond what was safe."
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There's a loud bang from outside, and a pillar of smoke erupts from where the transmitter was. A small crater has been formed around, and the Silmith is on their knees, trying to scavenge any components.
The person laying in the grass starts and closes the terrarium holding the flower. He runs around the building to the crater.
The Silmith is shaking their head sadly as they stand.
The person shoulders the terrarium and runs over. "What happened?"
"The transmitter couldn't handle the strain. Either the copper wire was old and bad, or I didn't have enough potatoes; all I can do is hope the transmission was strong enough to reach command."
"Are you okay?" The person smells strongly of flowers and has a pale green skin.
"An explosion as weak as this could not kill me; plus, I was standing several feet away."
"Just making sure. What is a "Transmission?""
"A radio wave that can reach distant places; usually it carries a message."
"A message." He looks more confused. "I just wanted to make sure there were no fires."
"This one blew up because I needed it to reach far beyond what was safe."
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.
Nox is downstairs, seeming tired, and looking around for anyone he knows
*Reverse Timewarp!*
Soldaer walks downstairs for the first time in a while, seemingly in a good mood. He quickly spots Nox and makes his way over to him.
Nox looks over "Hello!"
Soldaer smiles, switching to telepathy so they can converse easily. Hello. I'm Soldaer Torrae. Welcome to the Tavern. Who might you be?
(You can call me Nox. And no welcome is needed. Ive been here before) he smiles
Soldaer's expression brightens, and his eyebrows shoot up. Nox?! As in, the Nox that helped E rescue her brother from Joshua?
(You know Enethia? Thats great! So I did return to the right tavern!)
Yes you did! E's here, Kalnor, Mithris...
He smiles widely (Great!! Theyre all the best... And... I could really use their help. How do you know them all?)
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Nox is downstairs, seeming tired, and looking around for anyone he knows
*Reverse Timewarp!*
Soldaer walks downstairs for the first time in a while, seemingly in a good mood. He quickly spots Nox and makes his way over to him.
Nox looks over "Hello!"
Soldaer smiles, switching to telepathy so they can converse easily. Hello. I'm Soldaer Torrae. Welcome to the Tavern. Who might you be?
(You can call me Nox. And no welcome is needed. Ive been here before) he smiles
Soldaer's expression brightens, and his eyebrows shoot up. Nox?! As in, the Nox that helped E rescue her brother from Joshua?
(You know Enethia? Thats great! So I did return to the right tavern!)
Yes you did! E's here, Kalnor, Mithris...
He smiles widely (Great!! Theyre all the best... And... I could really use their help. How do you know them all?)
Haven't really met Kalnor, but I know he's here. Mithris was one of the first people I met when I got here. E was the first to greet me, went on a trip to Sigil with her, Atemos and Avarice, may or may not have feelings for her. He says with a chuckle. But E is definitely one of my closest friends her at the Tavern.
There's a loud bang from outside, and a pillar of smoke erupts from where the transmitter was. A small crater has been formed around, and the Silmith is on their knees, trying to scavenge any components.
The person laying in the grass starts and closes the terrarium holding the flower. He runs around the building to the crater.
The Silmith is shaking their head sadly as they stand.
The person shoulders the terrarium and runs over. "What happened?"
"The transmitter couldn't handle the strain. Either the copper wire was old and bad, or I didn't have enough potatoes; all I can do is hope the transmission was strong enough to reach command."
"Are you okay?" The person smells strongly of flowers and has a pale green skin.
"An explosion as weak as this could not kill me; plus, I was standing several feet away."
"Just making sure. What is a "Transmission?""
"A radio wave that can reach distant places; usually it carries a message."
"A message." He looks more confused. "I just wanted to make sure there were no fires."
"This one blew up because I needed it to reach far beyond what was safe."
"Are you trapped here?"
"Yes. It is the perils of the job. My main job now is to warn command of the Imperium fleet over this world." Their voice is still completely emotionless.
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Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Nox is downstairs, seeming tired, and looking around for anyone he knows
*Reverse Timewarp!*
Soldaer walks downstairs for the first time in a while, seemingly in a good mood. He quickly spots Nox and makes his way over to him.
Nox looks over "Hello!"
Soldaer smiles, switching to telepathy so they can converse easily. Hello. I'm Soldaer Torrae. Welcome to the Tavern. Who might you be?
(You can call me Nox. And no welcome is needed. Ive been here before) he smiles
Soldaer's expression brightens, and his eyebrows shoot up. Nox?! As in, the Nox that helped E rescue her brother from Joshua?
(You know Enethia? Thats great! So I did return to the right tavern!)
Yes you did! E's here, Kalnor, Mithris...
He smiles widely (Great!! Theyre all the best... And... I could really use their help. How do you know them all?)
Haven't really met Kalnor, but I know he's here. Mithris was one of the first people I met when I got here. E was the first to greet me, went on a trip to Sigil with her, Atemos and Avarice, may or may not have feelings for her. He says with a chuckle. But E is definitely one of my closest friends her at the Tavern.
(Oh, Atemos is awesome too! He gave me a shoosuva) he seems... Slightly saddened about this part (No clue who Avarice is, though. But E is definitely one of the best people I know, too! Her and Kalnor helped me... A lot. Mithris helped me a ton after I got to the first tavern,.also! How long have you been here for?)
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There's a loud bang from outside, and a pillar of smoke erupts from where the transmitter was. A small crater has been formed around, and the Silmith is on their knees, trying to scavenge any components.
The person laying in the grass starts and closes the terrarium holding the flower. He runs around the building to the crater.
The Silmith is shaking their head sadly as they stand.
The person shoulders the terrarium and runs over. "What happened?"
"The transmitter couldn't handle the strain. Either the copper wire was old and bad, or I didn't have enough potatoes; all I can do is hope the transmission was strong enough to reach command."
"Are you okay?" The person smells strongly of flowers and has a pale green skin.
"An explosion as weak as this could not kill me; plus, I was standing several feet away."
"Just making sure. What is a "Transmission?""
"A radio wave that can reach distant places; usually it carries a message."
"A message." He looks more confused. "I just wanted to make sure there were no fires."
"This one blew up because I needed it to reach far beyond what was safe."
"Are you trapped here?"
"Yes. It is the perils of the job. My main job now is to warn command of the Imperium fleet over this world." Their voice is still completely emotionless.
"Wait. What will happen?" The person starts looking around.
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.
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Soldaer chuckles. "Not exactly. The Royal Knights usually are more structured and tend to work in groups. I work alone more often than not, which allows me a bit more freedom in how I go about protecting those under my care."
*Cya!*
Nox is downstairs, seeming tired, and looking around for anyone he knows
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)
*Reverse Timewarp!*
Soldaer walks downstairs for the first time in a while, seemingly in a good mood. He quickly spots Nox and makes his way over to him.
Nox looks over "Hello!"
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)
"Just making sure. What is a "Transmission?""
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.
Soldaer smiles, switching to telepathy so they can converse easily. Hello. I'm Soldaer Torrae. Welcome to the Tavern. Who might you be?
(You can call me Nox. And no welcome is needed. Ive been here before) he smiles
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!
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Kai is packing catnip into a seperate container on his belt, since it seems to come in handy
Azazel is wandering the tavern, bored since he's taking a break from trying to research demons
*Back from PE*
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
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Soldaer's expression brightens, and his eyebrows shoot up. Nox?! As in, the Nox that helped E rescue her brother from Joshua?
"A radio wave that can reach distant places; usually it carries a message."
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.
(You know Enethia? Thats great! So I did return to the right tavern!)
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
"A message." He looks more confused. "I just wanted to make sure there were no fires."
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.
"This one blew up because I needed it to reach far beyond what was safe."
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.
Yes you did! E's here, Kalnor, Mithris...
"Are you trapped here?"
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.
He smiles widely (Great!! Theyre all the best... And... I could really use their help. How do you know them all?)
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)
Haven't really met Kalnor, but I know he's here. Mithris was one of the first people I met when I got here. E was the first to greet me, went on a trip to Sigil with her, Atemos and Avarice, may or may not have feelings for her. He says with a chuckle. But E is definitely one of my closest friends her at the Tavern.
"Yes. It is the perils of the job. My main job now is to warn command of the Imperium fleet over this world." Their voice is still completely emotionless.
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.
(Oh, Atemos is awesome too! He gave me a shoosuva) he seems... Slightly saddened about this part (No clue who Avarice is, though. But E is definitely one of the best people I know, too! Her and Kalnor helped me... A lot. Mithris helped me a ton after I got to the first tavern,.also! How long have you been here for?)
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)
"Wait. What will happen?" The person starts looking around.
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.