A wild Lawrence is outside of the tavern, confused on how he got here.
*Ooh this'll be fun.*
Vencerys stops stretching & looks over, mostly because he didn't see them there before.
Lawrence wears a blue cotton t-shirt, a black and white flannel jacket, and blue jeans. He has fair skin, brown hair, and dark brown eyes. Lawrence looks extremely tired no matter how much sleep he gets.
A wild Lawrence is outside of the tavern, confused on how he got here.
*Ooh this'll be fun.*
Vencerys stops stretching & looks over, mostly because he didn't see them there before.
Lawrence wears a blue cotton t-shirt, a black and white flannel jacket, and blue jeans. He has fair skin, brown hair, and dark brown eyes. Lawrence looks extremely tired no matter how much sleep he gets.
"You! How'd you get there?"
"UHhhh teleportation" he said
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A wild Lawrence is outside of the tavern, confused on how he got here.
Fin walks outside to drink his morning coffee and look for some good fishing spots.
-Confused Lawrence noises-
Fin sips his coffee and squints suspiciously at the strangely-dressed human who's just shown up on the doorstep.
*I feel ya on that sig bro.*
Lawrence wears a blue cotton t-shirt, a black and white flannel jacket, and blue jeans. He has fair skin, brown hair, and dark brown eyes. Lawrence looks extremely tired no matter how much sleep he gets. He makes eye contact with Fin and waves a bit.
-suspicious slurping-
"Who are you?"
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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.
He sits up again "Atemos, what's wrong?" His face has concern written on it.
Atemos just stands up and teleports to his room. There’s a loud thud sound.
"what?" He folds his wings in & goes to where ever he heard the thud.
It’s coming from Atemos’s room.
He knocks on the door "Atemos? you in there? I heard a thud hear when you teleported away,"
Atemos’s voice is muffled. “I’m fine.. I just uh.. tripped?”
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
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 wild Lawrence is outside of the tavern, confused on how he got here.
Fin walks outside to drink his morning coffee and look for some good fishing spots.
-Confused Lawrence noises-
Fin sips his coffee and squints suspiciously at the strangely-dressed human who's just shown up on the doorstep.
*I feel ya on that sig bro.*
Lawrence wears a blue cotton t-shirt, a black and white flannel jacket, and blue jeans. He has fair skin, brown hair, and dark brown eyes. Lawrence looks extremely tired no matter how much sleep he gets. He makes eye contact with Fin and waves a bit.
-suspicious slurping-
"Who are you?"
"Uh... Lawrence...."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
What have you? And... I am no only fully a shardmind
Very little. I believe I heard only that they were, or are, powerful psionicists, and that they were exiled from the Astral plane. Nothing more. In most worlds, Shardminds are little more than myth or legend.
They smirk a bit. Naturally. I am no psionicist... More of a bounty hunter, one might say
Intriguing. I've come across many bounty hunters in my time, although a few had the misfortune of attempting to attack me after I killed their quarry before they did. Phantom smirks and chuckles slightly.
Dragons aren't worth the time. At least in my opinion
Thy were more angered that they didn't get to claim the kill and were then foolish enough to attack me. At my age and experience, few things are even remotely a threat to me on the material plane, among those being other Greatwyrms.
Gust is up & in a tree, feeling the brisk morning air.
Vencerys hardly even slept but isn't tired, now getting ready to go into Avernus.
Quaelanian is talking to Nate.
A voice calls from the roof. "Hello! Why are you in a tree?"
"Didn't feel like sitting on the ground, plus there's more wind up here." *idk how tall the tavern is so let's say Gust doesn't feel the person, as there is a range to how far they can 'see'*
"Do you wanna sit on the roof?"
"ehh, you know what sure," They get up & seemingly bend the air & breeze below them, lifting them up as they create the effects of Levitate, moving themselves towards the tavern as they go up.
"Nice. What brings you to the tavern?"
"Wandered here," They grab the edge of the roof now pulling themselves up with out the help of levitation, also now in feeling range of the person near.
The person smells strongly of flowers, and a hyacinth lays next to him in a terrarium. "Cool." The person grabs their hand and helps pull them up.
"Thanks, I got myself." They get up & sit on the edge of the roof. "So, what brings you here?"
"Safety. My world is in war right now, and my race does not fight."
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.
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)
Nerima is sitting on a table, gnawing on what looks like a raw piece of meat.
Wolfe is drinking coffee.
Soldaer and Shade walk back inside after a good, intense round of training. Soldaer spots Love. You wouldn't be more comfortable sleeping in, say, a bed? he asks, slightly amused
Nerima is sitting on a table, gnawing on what looks like a raw piece of meat.
Wolfe is drinking coffee.
Soldaer and Shade walk back inside after a good, intense round of training. Soldaer spots Love. You wouldn't be more comfortable sleeping in, say, a bed? he asks, slightly amused
She sleepily wakes up, looking around. Huh? I'm perfectly fine here.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Nerima is sitting on a table, gnawing on what looks like a raw piece of meat.
Wolfe is drinking coffee.
Soldaer and Shade walk back inside after a good, intense round of training. Soldaer spots Love. You wouldn't be more comfortable sleeping in, say, a bed? he asks, slightly amused
She sleepily wakes up, looking around. Huh? I'm perfectly fine here.
Soldaer chuckles. C'mon. You can use my bed for now. I'm not that tired yet, and you obviously are. It's quieter upstairs, and you'll be less likely to be disturbed by other people.
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"You! How'd you get there?"
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"UHhhh teleportation" he said
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
-suspicious slurping-
"Who are you?"
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"
Atemos’s voice is muffled. “I’m fine.. I just uh.. tripped?”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*Which one?*
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.
"Uh... Lawrence...."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
I'm nearly 3,500 years old.
"Safety. My world is in war right now, and my race does not fight."
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.
*Morning all!*
*Hi!*
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)
Phantom is lounging outside in the sun.
Soldaer practicing on the training grounds.
Elendon is in the library.
"Interesting, interesting, anything else you can add to that?"
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Love is sleeping in the rafters.
Nerima is sitting on a table, gnawing on what looks like a raw piece of meat.
Wolfe is drinking coffee.
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.
"Oh, well it's nice here, so don't worry."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Soldaer and Shade walk back inside after a good, intense round of training. Soldaer spots Love. You wouldn't be more comfortable sleeping in, say, a bed? he asks, slightly amused
She sleepily wakes up, looking around. Huh? I'm perfectly fine here.
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.
*sing along*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Atemos..."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Oscar is outside. She is meditating while Tink and Bonk run around in the grass.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Soldaer chuckles. C'mon. You can use my bed for now. I'm not that tired yet, and you obviously are. It's quieter upstairs, and you'll be less likely to be disturbed by other people.