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.
She yawns. Well, I'm awake now, so don't worry about it.
Soldaer chuckles again. It's not very often I see someone fall asleep in the rafters here, especially considering that's one of the places the spined devil likes to hang out.
THE WHAT?! She instantly jumps down.
Soldaer laughs. "You didn't realize there was a spined devil here? He's usually either up in the rafter or flying around outside the tavern, so I'm a little surprised you didn't notice him."
"You say that like it's normal for a devil to be hanging around." She looks around warily.
Soldaer chuckles. "Around here it is. There's also an Archdevil, a demon, a demon lord, a deposed demon lord, and a few other fiends wandering around, as well as, last I checked, about three or four different angels."
Her eyes went wide. "WHAT KIND OF PLACE IS THIS?"
"Oh, and there's a deity somewhere upstairs!"
She steps forward and grabs his shoulders, shaking him. "AGAIN, WHAT IS THIS PLACE?!"
Soldaer laughs. "The Tavern at the End of the World. Pretty much a safe zone for anyone and anything. Also kind of a multiversal hub of sorts, so of course you're going to get a lot of unusual people here, like demons, devils, angels, even the occasional deity or eldritch abomination."
"What the hells?" She sat down on the ground. "I'm surrounded by things that could kill me in a snap..."
"But what gain would any of them get from it? Besides, within the tavern and about 100 feet to each side, you can't be harmed."
She looked up at him. "It's about the principality of it! Sure they couldn't be bothered to do it, but it kind of... scares me that they could, even if there is protection somehow."
Soldaer shakes his, smiling. "Most of the entities here could kill me with a snap of their fingers if they so wanted, and yet I don't fear them. They have no gain by killing me. Heck, I'm actually friends with a demon lord here. You've probably actually met him without realizing it. His name is Atemos."
She held her head. "Yep, I met him.... I almost pick pocketed a DEMON LORD?"
Soldaer shrugs. "Possibly. He's pretty laid-back usually though. I actually saw him get drunk once. Now that was fun." Soldaer laughs.
She rubbed her nose. "And all he did was pluck my nose yesterday..."
"Like I said, he's very laid-back. Doesn't like fighting, usually." Soldaer looks from side to side. Also, he's allergic to cats. He says with a chuckle.
"I know that, he wouldn't stop sneezing when I was around. But still, a DEMON LORD?"
Soldaer nods, a wide grin on his face. "Yep. He's a demon lord. Took Yenoghu's place I believe. Explains why he wanted me to wild shape into a giant hyena..."
Now she just seems confused.
Soldaer looks at her expression and starts laughing. "Yeah...when he first met me and found out I was a druid, the first thing he asked me is if I could wild shape into a giant hyena. That was...interesting, especially when Shade showed up next to him and he jumped straight into the rafters from his chair."
She couldn't help but chuckle a bit from the story. "Okay, this is a bit to process for me, because apparently almost everyone here is significantly more well versed in... whatever is going on." She gestures around her, glancing around at the various people, as though expecting them to turn into monsters and eat her alive.
Soldaer chuckles. "Don't worry. Most of the people here are what they seem. The extremely powerful ones are either obvious or hide their true powers so as not to draw attention to themselves. Either way, they won't hurt you. Besides, you're friends with me, and I'm friends with a demon lord and two Greatwyrms. Who's willing going to try and mees with you with that level of power at your back?"
She smiled a bit. "I appreciate it, but it's still a lot to take in."
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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.
She yawns. Well, I'm awake now, so don't worry about it.
Soldaer chuckles again. It's not very often I see someone fall asleep in the rafters here, especially considering that's one of the places the spined devil likes to hang out.
THE WHAT?! She instantly jumps down.
Soldaer laughs. "You didn't realize there was a spined devil here? He's usually either up in the rafter or flying around outside the tavern, so I'm a little surprised you didn't notice him."
"You say that like it's normal for a devil to be hanging around." She looks around warily.
Soldaer chuckles. "Around here it is. There's also an Archdevil, a demon, a demon lord, a deposed demon lord, and a few other fiends wandering around, as well as, last I checked, about three or four different angels."
Her eyes went wide. "WHAT KIND OF PLACE IS THIS?"
"Oh, and there's a deity somewhere upstairs!"
She steps forward and grabs his shoulders, shaking him. "AGAIN, WHAT IS THIS PLACE?!"
Soldaer laughs. "The Tavern at the End of the World. Pretty much a safe zone for anyone and anything. Also kind of a multiversal hub of sorts, so of course you're going to get a lot of unusual people here, like demons, devils, angels, even the occasional deity or eldritch abomination."
"What the hells?" She sat down on the ground. "I'm surrounded by things that could kill me in a snap..."
"But what gain would any of them get from it? Besides, within the tavern and about 100 feet to each side, you can't be harmed."
She looked up at him. "It's about the principality of it! Sure they couldn't be bothered to do it, but it kind of... scares me that they could, even if there is protection somehow."
Soldaer shakes his, smiling. "Most of the entities here could kill me with a snap of their fingers if they so wanted, and yet I don't fear them. They have no gain by killing me. Heck, I'm actually friends with a demon lord here. You've probably actually met him without realizing it. His name is Atemos."
She held her head. "Yep, I met him.... I almost pick pocketed a DEMON LORD?"
Soldaer shrugs. "Possibly. He's pretty laid-back usually though. I actually saw him get drunk once. Now that was fun." Soldaer laughs.
She rubbed her nose. "And all he did was pluck my nose yesterday..."
"Like I said, he's very laid-back. Doesn't like fighting, usually." Soldaer looks from side to side. Also, he's allergic to cats. He says with a chuckle.
"I know that, he wouldn't stop sneezing when I was around. But still, a DEMON LORD?"
Soldaer nods, a wide grin on his face. "Yep. He's a demon lord. Took Yenoghu's place I believe. Explains why he wanted me to wild shape into a giant hyena..."
Now she just seems confused.
Soldaer looks at her expression and starts laughing. "Yeah...when he first met me and found out I was a druid, the first thing he asked me is if I could wild shape into a giant hyena. That was...interesting, especially when Shade showed up next to him and he jumped straight into the rafters from his chair."
She couldn't help but chuckle a bit from the story. "Okay, this is a bit to process for me, because apparently almost everyone here is significantly more well versed in... whatever is going on." She gestures around her, glancing around at the various people, as though expecting them to turn into monsters and eat her alive.
Soldaer chuckles. "Don't worry. Most of the people here are what they seem. The extremely powerful ones are either obvious or hide their true powers so as not to draw attention to themselves. Either way, they won't hurt you. Besides, you're friends with me, and I'm friends with a demon lord and two Greatwyrms. Who's willing going to try and mees with you with that level of power at your back?"
She smiled a bit. "I appreciate it, but it's still a lot to take in."
Soldaer smiles back. "I understand. It was a little hard to process all of it when I got here, although there weren't quite as many fiends, celestials, or dragons at the time."
Oscar was outside mediating in the iron desert. The warm wind whipped her hair about as she slowly breathed in and out. Tink and Bonk ran around in the sand happily.
Allison was reading outside. She whispered words that were imbued with magical energy.
Krathian is taking a walk and notices. "What are you reading?"
She looks up and smiles "simple magical text" she said "Story's about gods"
"Hmm," he sits down next to her, cross-legged, "Which gods?"
"Gods of knowledge and peace" she said and grinned
"Sounds nice." He kind of just sits with her for a minute, before pulling out a wooden rod.
"What's that for?" she asked and raised an eyebrow.
He takes a deep breath. "I...haven't told you everything I should've. Or rather, given it to you." he hands her the rod. "There are a few things that I left out of the memories around the tavern. Intentionally. I didn't want anybody to see them, especially you." he wrings his hands. "These are them."
"What are you talking about krathian?" she asked, not taking the rod from him. She closes her books and watches him with her silver eyes.
"These are memories - my memories - of you. Everything that happened in Copsus. These are as much yours as mine and I kept them from you. I'm sorry."
She looks at the rod and takes it. Her eyes become a silvery-white color as she seems to slump over a bit and on to Krathian's shoulder.
He sits there and waits, hands folded, staring at his shoes.
She gasps again, coughing violently for a minute after not breathing for a few seconds
He rubs her shoulder. "I'm sorry." he says.
*Me who has forgotten, please remind the lawrence*
She rubs her eyes a bit,
*He kept all their memories that occurred in copsus in the rod, including the first time they kissed, Venna's resurrection, the battle with ehoich, etc.*
"i was a mother, a mother of a child who died..... a mother who was failed her child." she turned to krathian "i failed you.."
"Batsia nuerida" he swears under his breath "No!" he grabs her by the shoulders "That was always your trouble. You always assumed that you were a burden to everyone, and thus took needless risks with your own life, without regard for the people to whom you mattered or those who cared for you! I brought back your daughter because you, caring of all people, deserved a second chance. Then you proceeded to commit suicide to 'save my life' Allison you ruined my life! Because you underestimate your own value."
Her eyes well up with tears that pour down slowly "Oh gods, Krathian, I could've saved her if i had just stayed awake and watched her. She would be a alive and you wouldn't have to suffer because we would have never met"
He breathes deeply, he's visibly angry, but he speaks quietly. "You fail to understand, you were the best thing that happened to me." he breathes shakily. "Then you left me."
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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.
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.
She yawns. Well, I'm awake now, so don't worry about it.
Soldaer chuckles again. It's not very often I see someone fall asleep in the rafters here, especially considering that's one of the places the spined devil likes to hang out.
THE WHAT?! She instantly jumps down.
Soldaer laughs. "You didn't realize there was a spined devil here? He's usually either up in the rafter or flying around outside the tavern, so I'm a little surprised you didn't notice him."
"You say that like it's normal for a devil to be hanging around." She looks around warily.
Soldaer chuckles. "Around here it is. There's also an Archdevil, a demon, a demon lord, a deposed demon lord, and a few other fiends wandering around, as well as, last I checked, about three or four different angels."
Her eyes went wide. "WHAT KIND OF PLACE IS THIS?"
"Oh, and there's a deity somewhere upstairs!"
She steps forward and grabs his shoulders, shaking him. "AGAIN, WHAT IS THIS PLACE?!"
Soldaer laughs. "The Tavern at the End of the World. Pretty much a safe zone for anyone and anything. Also kind of a multiversal hub of sorts, so of course you're going to get a lot of unusual people here, like demons, devils, angels, even the occasional deity or eldritch abomination."
"What the hells?" She sat down on the ground. "I'm surrounded by things that could kill me in a snap..."
"But what gain would any of them get from it? Besides, within the tavern and about 100 feet to each side, you can't be harmed."
She looked up at him. "It's about the principality of it! Sure they couldn't be bothered to do it, but it kind of... scares me that they could, even if there is protection somehow."
Soldaer shakes his, smiling. "Most of the entities here could kill me with a snap of their fingers if they so wanted, and yet I don't fear them. They have no gain by killing me. Heck, I'm actually friends with a demon lord here. You've probably actually met him without realizing it. His name is Atemos."
She held her head. "Yep, I met him.... I almost pick pocketed a DEMON LORD?"
Soldaer shrugs. "Possibly. He's pretty laid-back usually though. I actually saw him get drunk once. Now that was fun." Soldaer laughs.
She rubbed her nose. "And all he did was pluck my nose yesterday..."
"Like I said, he's very laid-back. Doesn't like fighting, usually." Soldaer looks from side to side. Also, he's allergic to cats. He says with a chuckle.
"I know that, he wouldn't stop sneezing when I was around. But still, a DEMON LORD?"
Soldaer nods, a wide grin on his face. "Yep. He's a demon lord. Took Yenoghu's place I believe. Explains why he wanted me to wild shape into a giant hyena..."
Now she just seems confused.
Soldaer looks at her expression and starts laughing. "Yeah...when he first met me and found out I was a druid, the first thing he asked me is if I could wild shape into a giant hyena. That was...interesting, especially when Shade showed up next to him and he jumped straight into the rafters from his chair."
She couldn't help but chuckle a bit from the story. "Okay, this is a bit to process for me, because apparently almost everyone here is significantly more well versed in... whatever is going on." She gestures around her, glancing around at the various people, as though expecting them to turn into monsters and eat her alive.
Soldaer chuckles. "Don't worry. Most of the people here are what they seem. The extremely powerful ones are either obvious or hide their true powers so as not to draw attention to themselves. Either way, they won't hurt you. Besides, you're friends with me, and I'm friends with a demon lord and two Greatwyrms. Who's willing going to try and mees with you with that level of power at your back?"
She smiled a bit. "I appreciate it, but it's still a lot to take in."
Soldaer smiles back. "I understand. It was a little hard to process all of it when I got here, although there weren't quite as many fiends, celestials, or dragons at the time."
"I'm gonna have to be much more careful than I used to be from now on..."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
She couldn't help but chuckle a bit from the story. "Okay, this is a bit to process for me, because apparently almost everyone here is significantly more well versed in... whatever is going on." She gestures around her, glancing around at the various people, as though expecting them to turn into monsters and eat her alive.
*hehehehe, I want to make a demon character now.*
*Same honestly, but need motivation and inspiration for backstory, lol*
*I don't know enough about the lore of demons so I kinda just want to make 'im detach himself from the rest & just wander the material plane craving destruction.*
She couldn't help but chuckle a bit from the story. "Okay, this is a bit to process for me, because apparently almost everyone here is significantly more well versed in... whatever is going on." She gestures around her, glancing around at the various people, as though expecting them to turn into monsters and eat her alive.
*hehehehe, I want to make a demon character now.*
*Same honestly, but need motivation and inspiration for backstory, lol*
*I don't know enough about the lore of demons so I kinda just want to make 'im detach himself from the rest & just wander the material plane craving destruction.*
*That's...kinda what they love to do the most...lol*
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.
She yawns. Well, I'm awake now, so don't worry about it.
Soldaer chuckles again. It's not very often I see someone fall asleep in the rafters here, especially considering that's one of the places the spined devil likes to hang out.
THE WHAT?! She instantly jumps down.
Soldaer laughs. "You didn't realize there was a spined devil here? He's usually either up in the rafter or flying around outside the tavern, so I'm a little surprised you didn't notice him."
"You say that like it's normal for a devil to be hanging around." She looks around warily.
Soldaer chuckles. "Around here it is. There's also an Archdevil, a demon, a demon lord, a deposed demon lord, and a few other fiends wandering around, as well as, last I checked, about three or four different angels."
Her eyes went wide. "WHAT KIND OF PLACE IS THIS?"
"Oh, and there's a deity somewhere upstairs!"
She steps forward and grabs his shoulders, shaking him. "AGAIN, WHAT IS THIS PLACE?!"
Soldaer laughs. "The Tavern at the End of the World. Pretty much a safe zone for anyone and anything. Also kind of a multiversal hub of sorts, so of course you're going to get a lot of unusual people here, like demons, devils, angels, even the occasional deity or eldritch abomination."
"What the hells?" She sat down on the ground. "I'm surrounded by things that could kill me in a snap..."
"But what gain would any of them get from it? Besides, within the tavern and about 100 feet to each side, you can't be harmed."
She looked up at him. "It's about the principality of it! Sure they couldn't be bothered to do it, but it kind of... scares me that they could, even if there is protection somehow."
Soldaer shakes his, smiling. "Most of the entities here could kill me with a snap of their fingers if they so wanted, and yet I don't fear them. They have no gain by killing me. Heck, I'm actually friends with a demon lord here. You've probably actually met him without realizing it. His name is Atemos."
She held her head. "Yep, I met him.... I almost pick pocketed a DEMON LORD?"
Soldaer shrugs. "Possibly. He's pretty laid-back usually though. I actually saw him get drunk once. Now that was fun." Soldaer laughs.
She rubbed her nose. "And all he did was pluck my nose yesterday..."
"Like I said, he's very laid-back. Doesn't like fighting, usually." Soldaer looks from side to side. Also, he's allergic to cats. He says with a chuckle.
"I know that, he wouldn't stop sneezing when I was around. But still, a DEMON LORD?"
Soldaer nods, a wide grin on his face. "Yep. He's a demon lord. Took Yenoghu's place I believe. Explains why he wanted me to wild shape into a giant hyena..."
Now she just seems confused.
Soldaer looks at her expression and starts laughing. "Yeah...when he first met me and found out I was a druid, the first thing he asked me is if I could wild shape into a giant hyena. That was...interesting, especially when Shade showed up next to him and he jumped straight into the rafters from his chair."
She couldn't help but chuckle a bit from the story. "Okay, this is a bit to process for me, because apparently almost everyone here is significantly more well versed in... whatever is going on." She gestures around her, glancing around at the various people, as though expecting them to turn into monsters and eat her alive.
Soldaer chuckles. "Don't worry. Most of the people here are what they seem. The extremely powerful ones are either obvious or hide their true powers so as not to draw attention to themselves. Either way, they won't hurt you. Besides, you're friends with me, and I'm friends with a demon lord and two Greatwyrms. Who's willing going to try and mees with you with that level of power at your back?"
She smiled a bit. "I appreciate it, but it's still a lot to take in."
Soldaer smiles back. "I understand. It was a little hard to process all of it when I got here, although there weren't quite as many fiends, celestials, or dragons at the time."
"I'm gonna have to be much more careful than I used to be from now on..."
Soldaer chuckles at that. He looks her over again. "You look like you could use a drink now." He says with a slight chuckle.
Oscar was outside mediating in the iron desert. The warm wind whipped her hair about as she slowly breathed in and out. Tink and Bonk ran around in the sand happily.
Allison was reading outside. She whispered words that were imbued with magical energy.
Krathian is taking a walk and notices. "What are you reading?"
She looks up and smiles "simple magical text" she said "Story's about gods"
"Hmm," he sits down next to her, cross-legged, "Which gods?"
"Gods of knowledge and peace" she said and grinned
"Sounds nice." He kind of just sits with her for a minute, before pulling out a wooden rod.
"What's that for?" she asked and raised an eyebrow.
He takes a deep breath. "I...haven't told you everything I should've. Or rather, given it to you." he hands her the rod. "There are a few things that I left out of the memories around the tavern. Intentionally. I didn't want anybody to see them, especially you." he wrings his hands. "These are them."
"What are you talking about krathian?" she asked, not taking the rod from him. She closes her books and watches him with her silver eyes.
"These are memories - my memories - of you. Everything that happened in Copsus. These are as much yours as mine and I kept them from you. I'm sorry."
She looks at the rod and takes it. Her eyes become a silvery-white color as she seems to slump over a bit and on to Krathian's shoulder.
He sits there and waits, hands folded, staring at his shoes.
She gasps again, coughing violently for a minute after not breathing for a few seconds
He rubs her shoulder. "I'm sorry." he says.
*Me who has forgotten, please remind the lawrence*
She rubs her eyes a bit,
*He kept all their memories that occurred in copsus in the rod, including the first time they kissed, Venna's resurrection, the battle with ehoich, etc.*
"i was a mother, a mother of a child who died..... a mother who was failed her child." she turned to krathian "i failed you.."
"Batsia nuerida" he swears under his breath "No!" he grabs her by the shoulders "That was always your trouble. You always assumed that you were a burden to everyone, and thus took needless risks with your own life, without regard for the people to whom you mattered or those who cared for you! I brought back your daughter because you, caring of all people, deserved a second chance. Then you proceeded to commit suicide to 'save my life' Allison you ruined my life! Because you underestimate your own value."
Her eyes well up with tears that pour down slowly "Oh gods, Krathian, I could've saved her if i had just stayed awake and watched her. She would be a alive and you wouldn't have to suffer because we would have never met"
He breathes deeply, he's visibly angry, but he speaks quietly. "You fail to understand, you were the best thing that happened to me." he breathes shakily. "Then you left me."
"I knew Ezekiel was going to pursue you next for the final soul and i did not want you to suffer with what i had to go through" she said. She stared at him, eyes dripping with tears.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
She couldn't help but chuckle a bit from the story. "Okay, this is a bit to process for me, because apparently almost everyone here is significantly more well versed in... whatever is going on." She gestures around her, glancing around at the various people, as though expecting them to turn into monsters and eat her alive.
*hehehehe, I want to make a demon character now.*
*Same honestly, but need motivation and inspiration for backstory, lol*
*I don't know enough about the lore of demons so I kinda just want to make 'im detach himself from the rest & just wander the material plane craving destruction.*
*That's...kinda what they love to do the most...lol*
*well yeah I know they're beings of chaos & destruction wait they're not devils it's just destroy for them if they're not a high ranking demon, right? welp now I just need to find stat things, what do yall use if you don't just search or make your own homebrew here?*
Oscar was outside mediating in the iron desert. The warm wind whipped her hair about as she slowly breathed in and out. Tink and Bonk ran around in the sand happily.
Allison was reading outside. She whispered words that were imbued with magical energy.
Krathian is taking a walk and notices. "What are you reading?"
She looks up and smiles "simple magical text" she said "Story's about gods"
"Hmm," he sits down next to her, cross-legged, "Which gods?"
"Gods of knowledge and peace" she said and grinned
"Sounds nice." He kind of just sits with her for a minute, before pulling out a wooden rod.
"What's that for?" she asked and raised an eyebrow.
He takes a deep breath. "I...haven't told you everything I should've. Or rather, given it to you." he hands her the rod. "There are a few things that I left out of the memories around the tavern. Intentionally. I didn't want anybody to see them, especially you." he wrings his hands. "These are them."
"What are you talking about krathian?" she asked, not taking the rod from him. She closes her books and watches him with her silver eyes.
"These are memories - my memories - of you. Everything that happened in Copsus. These are as much yours as mine and I kept them from you. I'm sorry."
She looks at the rod and takes it. Her eyes become a silvery-white color as she seems to slump over a bit and on to Krathian's shoulder.
He sits there and waits, hands folded, staring at his shoes.
She gasps again, coughing violently for a minute after not breathing for a few seconds
He rubs her shoulder. "I'm sorry." he says.
*Me who has forgotten, please remind the lawrence*
She rubs her eyes a bit,
*He kept all their memories that occurred in copsus in the rod, including the first time they kissed, Venna's resurrection, the battle with ehoich, etc.*
"i was a mother, a mother of a child who died..... a mother who was failed her child." she turned to krathian "i failed you.."
"Batsia nuerida" he swears under his breath "No!" he grabs her by the shoulders "That was always your trouble. You always assumed that you were a burden to everyone, and thus took needless risks with your own life, without regard for the people to whom you mattered or those who cared for you! I brought back your daughter because you, caring of all people, deserved a second chance. Then you proceeded to commit suicide to 'save my life' Allison you ruined my life! Because you underestimate your own value."
Her eyes well up with tears that pour down slowly "Oh gods, Krathian, I could've saved her if i had just stayed awake and watched her. She would be a alive and you wouldn't have to suffer because we would have never met"
He breathes deeply, he's visibly angry, but he speaks quietly. "You fail to understand, you were the best thing that happened to me." he breathes shakily. "Then you left me."
"I knew Ezekiel was going to pursue you next for the final soul and i did not want you to suffer with what i had to go through" she said. She stared at him, eyes dripping with tears.
"Being abandoned was harder."
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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.
She couldn't help but chuckle a bit from the story. "Okay, this is a bit to process for me, because apparently almost everyone here is significantly more well versed in... whatever is going on." She gestures around her, glancing around at the various people, as though expecting them to turn into monsters and eat her alive.
*hehehehe, I want to make a demon character now.*
*Same honestly, but need motivation and inspiration for backstory, lol*
*I don't know enough about the lore of demons so I kinda just want to make 'im detach himself from the rest & just wander the material plane craving destruction.*
*That's...kinda what they love to do the most...lol*
*well yeah I know they're beings of chaos & destruction wait they're not devils it's just destroy for them if they're not a high ranking demon, right? welp now I just need to find stat things, what do yall use if you don't just search or make your own homebrew here?*
*That's literally all I do; either use something official, or make it myself.*
Oscar was outside mediating in the iron desert. The warm wind whipped her hair about as she slowly breathed in and out. Tink and Bonk ran around in the sand happily.
Allison was reading outside. She whispered words that were imbued with magical energy.
Krathian is taking a walk and notices. "What are you reading?"
She looks up and smiles "simple magical text" she said "Story's about gods"
"Hmm," he sits down next to her, cross-legged, "Which gods?"
"Gods of knowledge and peace" she said and grinned
"Sounds nice." He kind of just sits with her for a minute, before pulling out a wooden rod.
"What's that for?" she asked and raised an eyebrow.
He takes a deep breath. "I...haven't told you everything I should've. Or rather, given it to you." he hands her the rod. "There are a few things that I left out of the memories around the tavern. Intentionally. I didn't want anybody to see them, especially you." he wrings his hands. "These are them."
"What are you talking about krathian?" she asked, not taking the rod from him. She closes her books and watches him with her silver eyes.
"These are memories - my memories - of you. Everything that happened in Copsus. These are as much yours as mine and I kept them from you. I'm sorry."
She looks at the rod and takes it. Her eyes become a silvery-white color as she seems to slump over a bit and on to Krathian's shoulder.
He sits there and waits, hands folded, staring at his shoes.
She gasps again, coughing violently for a minute after not breathing for a few seconds
He rubs her shoulder. "I'm sorry." he says.
*Me who has forgotten, please remind the lawrence*
She rubs her eyes a bit,
*He kept all their memories that occurred in copsus in the rod, including the first time they kissed, Venna's resurrection, the battle with ehoich, etc.*
"i was a mother, a mother of a child who died..... a mother who was failed her child." she turned to krathian "i failed you.."
"Batsia nuerida" he swears under his breath "No!" he grabs her by the shoulders "That was always your trouble. You always assumed that you were a burden to everyone, and thus took needless risks with your own life, without regard for the people to whom you mattered or those who cared for you! I brought back your daughter because you, caring of all people, deserved a second chance. Then you proceeded to commit suicide to 'save my life' Allison you ruined my life! Because you underestimate your own value."
Her eyes well up with tears that pour down slowly "Oh gods, Krathian, I could've saved her if i had just stayed awake and watched her. She would be a alive and you wouldn't have to suffer because we would have never met"
He breathes deeply, he's visibly angry, but he speaks quietly. "You fail to understand, you were the best thing that happened to me." he breathes shakily. "Then you left me."
"I knew Ezekiel was going to pursue you next for the final soul and i did not want you to suffer with what i had to go through" she said. She stared at him, eyes dripping with tears.
"Being abandoned was harder."
"I'm sorry" she said and pulled away from him "I'm sorry i hurt you"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Oscar was outside mediating in the iron desert. The warm wind whipped her hair about as she slowly breathed in and out. Tink and Bonk ran around in the sand happily.
Allison was reading outside. She whispered words that were imbued with magical energy.
Krathian is taking a walk and notices. "What are you reading?"
She looks up and smiles "simple magical text" she said "Story's about gods"
"Hmm," he sits down next to her, cross-legged, "Which gods?"
"Gods of knowledge and peace" she said and grinned
"Sounds nice." He kind of just sits with her for a minute, before pulling out a wooden rod.
"What's that for?" she asked and raised an eyebrow.
He takes a deep breath. "I...haven't told you everything I should've. Or rather, given it to you." he hands her the rod. "There are a few things that I left out of the memories around the tavern. Intentionally. I didn't want anybody to see them, especially you." he wrings his hands. "These are them."
"What are you talking about krathian?" she asked, not taking the rod from him. She closes her books and watches him with her silver eyes.
"These are memories - my memories - of you. Everything that happened in Copsus. These are as much yours as mine and I kept them from you. I'm sorry."
She looks at the rod and takes it. Her eyes become a silvery-white color as she seems to slump over a bit and on to Krathian's shoulder.
He sits there and waits, hands folded, staring at his shoes.
She gasps again, coughing violently for a minute after not breathing for a few seconds
He rubs her shoulder. "I'm sorry." he says.
*Me who has forgotten, please remind the lawrence*
She rubs her eyes a bit,
*He kept all their memories that occurred in copsus in the rod, including the first time they kissed, Venna's resurrection, the battle with ehoich, etc.*
"i was a mother, a mother of a child who died..... a mother who was failed her child." she turned to krathian "i failed you.."
"Batsia nuerida" he swears under his breath "No!" he grabs her by the shoulders "That was always your trouble. You always assumed that you were a burden to everyone, and thus took needless risks with your own life, without regard for the people to whom you mattered or those who cared for you! I brought back your daughter because you, caring of all people, deserved a second chance. Then you proceeded to commit suicide to 'save my life' Allison you ruined my life! Because you underestimate your own value."
Her eyes well up with tears that pour down slowly "Oh gods, Krathian, I could've saved her if i had just stayed awake and watched her. She would be a alive and you wouldn't have to suffer because we would have never met"
He breathes deeply, he's visibly angry, but he speaks quietly. "You fail to understand, you were the best thing that happened to me." he breathes shakily. "Then you left me."
"I knew Ezekiel was going to pursue you next for the final soul and i did not want you to suffer with what i had to go through" she said. She stared at him, eyes dripping with tears.
"Being abandoned was harder."
"I'm sorry" she said and pulled away from him "I'm sorry i hurt you"
He stands up. "I appreciate that Allison, I really do, but what you need to understand is that I stopped caring." A single tear falls to the ground. "To me, you died the day I got the note."
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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.
She couldn't help but chuckle a bit from the story. "Okay, this is a bit to process for me, because apparently almost everyone here is significantly more well versed in... whatever is going on." She gestures around her, glancing around at the various people, as though expecting them to turn into monsters and eat her alive.
*hehehehe, I want to make a demon character now.*
*Same honestly, but need motivation and inspiration for backstory, lol*
*I don't know enough about the lore of demons so I kinda just want to make 'im detach himself from the rest & just wander the material plane craving destruction.*
*That's...kinda what they love to do the most...lol*
*well yeah I know they're beings of chaos & destruction wait they're not devils it's just destroy for them if they're not a high ranking demon, right? welp now I just need to find stat things, what do yall use if you don't just search or make your own homebrew here?*
*That's literally all I do; either use something official, or make it myself.*
He shakes his head "It is not future sight. Being there, we can select a current threat, causing harm to the multiverse, and stop their goals from being accomplished without trying to fight it"
"That's not better. Angels aren't perfect. I can name a few that fell from grace to delve into their own personal motives. How can you think of creating and using something like that? Get rid of it."
He sighs "It cannot be done."
"Then leave it. All of you. I don't care if you send it to wildspace or burry under the earth- but at least hide it."
"We cannot. You do not understand"
"Than help me understand."
"Imagine.... 3000 beings who tried to destroy the multiverse, who are still actively trying, simultaneously being released to be able to destroy what they sought to"
"Alright..." Spawn looks skeptical.
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The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that... "Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent* "Eliksni must rise...yes?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
Oscar was outside mediating in the iron desert. The warm wind whipped her hair about as she slowly breathed in and out. Tink and Bonk ran around in the sand happily.
Allison was reading outside. She whispered words that were imbued with magical energy.
Krathian is taking a walk and notices. "What are you reading?"
She looks up and smiles "simple magical text" she said "Story's about gods"
"Hmm," he sits down next to her, cross-legged, "Which gods?"
"Gods of knowledge and peace" she said and grinned
"Sounds nice." He kind of just sits with her for a minute, before pulling out a wooden rod.
"What's that for?" she asked and raised an eyebrow.
He takes a deep breath. "I...haven't told you everything I should've. Or rather, given it to you." he hands her the rod. "There are a few things that I left out of the memories around the tavern. Intentionally. I didn't want anybody to see them, especially you." he wrings his hands. "These are them."
"What are you talking about krathian?" she asked, not taking the rod from him. She closes her books and watches him with her silver eyes.
"These are memories - my memories - of you. Everything that happened in Copsus. These are as much yours as mine and I kept them from you. I'm sorry."
She looks at the rod and takes it. Her eyes become a silvery-white color as she seems to slump over a bit and on to Krathian's shoulder.
He sits there and waits, hands folded, staring at his shoes.
She gasps again, coughing violently for a minute after not breathing for a few seconds
He rubs her shoulder. "I'm sorry." he says.
*Me who has forgotten, please remind the lawrence*
She rubs her eyes a bit,
*He kept all their memories that occurred in copsus in the rod, including the first time they kissed, Venna's resurrection, the battle with ehoich, etc.*
"i was a mother, a mother of a child who died..... a mother who was failed her child." she turned to krathian "i failed you.."
"Batsia nuerida" he swears under his breath "No!" he grabs her by the shoulders "That was always your trouble. You always assumed that you were a burden to everyone, and thus took needless risks with your own life, without regard for the people to whom you mattered or those who cared for you! I brought back your daughter because you, caring of all people, deserved a second chance. Then you proceeded to commit suicide to 'save my life' Allison you ruined my life! Because you underestimate your own value."
Her eyes well up with tears that pour down slowly "Oh gods, Krathian, I could've saved her if i had just stayed awake and watched her. She would be a alive and you wouldn't have to suffer because we would have never met"
He breathes deeply, he's visibly angry, but he speaks quietly. "You fail to understand, you were the best thing that happened to me." he breathes shakily. "Then you left me."
"I knew Ezekiel was going to pursue you next for the final soul and i did not want you to suffer with what i had to go through" she said. She stared at him, eyes dripping with tears.
"Being abandoned was harder."
"I'm sorry" she said and pulled away from him "I'm sorry i hurt you"
He stands up. "I appreciate that Allison, I really do, but what you need to understand is that I stopped caring." A single tear falls to the ground. "To me, you died the day I got the note."
"Then we go our sperate ways until our hearts can mend" she said, voice breaking a bit.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Oscar was outside mediating in the iron desert. The warm wind whipped her hair about as she slowly breathed in and out. Tink and Bonk ran around in the sand happily.
Allison was reading outside. She whispered words that were imbued with magical energy.
Krathian is taking a walk and notices. "What are you reading?"
She looks up and smiles "simple magical text" she said "Story's about gods"
"Hmm," he sits down next to her, cross-legged, "Which gods?"
"Gods of knowledge and peace" she said and grinned
"Sounds nice." He kind of just sits with her for a minute, before pulling out a wooden rod.
"What's that for?" she asked and raised an eyebrow.
He takes a deep breath. "I...haven't told you everything I should've. Or rather, given it to you." he hands her the rod. "There are a few things that I left out of the memories around the tavern. Intentionally. I didn't want anybody to see them, especially you." he wrings his hands. "These are them."
"What are you talking about krathian?" she asked, not taking the rod from him. She closes her books and watches him with her silver eyes.
"These are memories - my memories - of you. Everything that happened in Copsus. These are as much yours as mine and I kept them from you. I'm sorry."
She looks at the rod and takes it. Her eyes become a silvery-white color as she seems to slump over a bit and on to Krathian's shoulder.
He sits there and waits, hands folded, staring at his shoes.
She gasps again, coughing violently for a minute after not breathing for a few seconds
He rubs her shoulder. "I'm sorry." he says.
*Me who has forgotten, please remind the lawrence*
She rubs her eyes a bit,
*He kept all their memories that occurred in copsus in the rod, including the first time they kissed, Venna's resurrection, the battle with ehoich, etc.*
"i was a mother, a mother of a child who died..... a mother who was failed her child." she turned to krathian "i failed you.."
"Batsia nuerida" he swears under his breath "No!" he grabs her by the shoulders "That was always your trouble. You always assumed that you were a burden to everyone, and thus took needless risks with your own life, without regard for the people to whom you mattered or those who cared for you! I brought back your daughter because you, caring of all people, deserved a second chance. Then you proceeded to commit suicide to 'save my life' Allison you ruined my life! Because you underestimate your own value."
Her eyes well up with tears that pour down slowly "Oh gods, Krathian, I could've saved her if i had just stayed awake and watched her. She would be a alive and you wouldn't have to suffer because we would have never met"
He breathes deeply, he's visibly angry, but he speaks quietly. "You fail to understand, you were the best thing that happened to me." he breathes shakily. "Then you left me."
"I knew Ezekiel was going to pursue you next for the final soul and i did not want you to suffer with what i had to go through" she said. She stared at him, eyes dripping with tears.
"Being abandoned was harder."
"I'm sorry" she said and pulled away from him "I'm sorry i hurt you"
He stands up. "I appreciate that Allison, I really do, but what you need to understand is that I stopped caring." A single tear falls to the ground. "To me, you died the day I got the note."
"Then we go our sperate ways until our hearts can mend" she said, voice breaking a bit.
*aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh, my heeeeeeeaaaaaarrrrt.*
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She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
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She smiled a bit. "I appreciate it, but it's still a lot to take in."
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.
Soldaer smiles back. "I understand. It was a little hard to process all of it when I got here, although there weren't quite as many fiends, celestials, or dragons at the time."
He breathes deeply, he's visibly angry, but he speaks quietly. "You fail to understand, you were the best thing that happened to me." he breathes shakily. "Then you left me."
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"
"I'm gonna have to be much more careful than I used to be from now on..."
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.
*I don't know enough about the lore of demons so I kinda just want to make 'im detach himself from the rest & just wander the material plane craving destruction.*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*That's...kinda what they love to do the most...lol*
Soldaer chuckles at that. He looks her over again. "You look like you could use a drink now." He says with a slight chuckle.
Krathian is talking with Allison
Fin is punching a tree
Turin is playing knucklebones
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"
"I knew Ezekiel was going to pursue you next for the final soul and i did not want you to suffer with what i had to go through" she said. She stared at him, eyes dripping with tears.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*well yeah I know they're beings of chaos & destruction wait they're not devils it's just destroy for them if they're not a high ranking demon, right? welp now I just need to find stat things, what do yall use if you don't just search or make your own homebrew here?*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Being abandoned was harder."
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"
*That's literally all I do; either use something official, or make it myself.*
"I'm sorry" she said and pulled away from him "I'm sorry i hurt you"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Vencerys is just back from Avernus with some demon ichor & devil blood on his armour.
Thara is reading up on Gods in the library.
<slot open>
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
He stands up. "I appreciate that Allison, I really do, but what you need to understand is that I stopped caring." A single tear falls to the ground. "To me, you died the day I got the note."
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"
*welp time to work on demons in my world!*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Alright..." Spawn looks skeptical.
The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that...
"Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent*
"Eliksni must rise...yes?"
_________
When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
"Then we go our sperate ways until our hearts can mend" she said, voice breaking a bit.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Well... if I get even 0.0001 out... the whole taven, the dimension will be indefinitely compressed in torturing pain... not again"
I have a PHD in traps
*aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh, my heeeeeeeaaaaaarrrrt.*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.