A tabaxi walks in *at 80 ft a turn* wearing a stained lab coat. On his side is a bag of holding, nearly overflowing while the pocket holds numerous potions. They survey the tavern before ordering some orange juice at the counter.
*Truesight: The tabaxi's purple fur is a hard illusion and they are bald*
Phantom is laying outside the tavern in the sun, in his dragon form.
Soldaer is in his room with E.
Yazrin is in the woods.
Elendon is back on the roof.
Yacatl is scared by the dragon outside, doesn't see Soldaer, waves to Yazrin and doesn't notice Elendon
"Who are you?" They ask to Yazrin
Yazrin spins, revealing himself to be a Drow wielding a Dragon Wing longbow made from blackened mushroom wood.
"Yazrin Tlin'Orrza, former firstboy of the twelfth house of Menzoberranzan."
Yacatl is a bit worried by the drow. "Nice to meet you... I am Yacatl of... the feywild I guess.............. You're a noble?"
Yazrin chuckles. "Formerly. My house was destroyed in an inter-house war, leaving me a rogue. Being hunted by most of my people for Lloth's pleasure made me turn my back on her."
"Oh... Well, that is a better life than most drow I have met... You from Faerun?"
Yazrin smiles. "Yes. Same home city as Drizzt Do'Urden in fact. Even met him and Bruenor once."
Ursula heard the mention of lolth, and started glaring at the drow.
Yacatl waves. "Something wrong?"
Ursula quickly turns back and starts knitting hats again, however, keeps watching them via spider eyes, and mutters something like, "oh-uhh. no, nothing. nothing at all."
He smiles. "I'm a coward as well..."
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Eavalon is on the roof, smiling and watching the swords
Atemos shakes him awake.
He awakens,.looking around quickly
“Hey Nox, sorry to wake you up. Can I talk to you real quick?”
"You know thats no longer my name, Atemos. What about?"
Atemos blinked in surprise. “Oh. Hey Diliculum. I was just.. considering stepping down from a demon lord..”
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"Maybe? Thats the name i always went by, so... its hard to figure out some stuff."
“I can try to use detect thoughts to find it for you if you’d like? Your subconscious should know it.”
"I... give me a few minutes to try and.... i guess look within or something"
Atemos nodded. “Take your time.”
Azazel takes a deep breath, closing his eyes. After a few minutes, something seems to click. (Since atemos has truesight, or atleast i think he does): A dark showy energy begins to eminate from azazel, forming some sort of being wrapped around him, though his main body is still the dominant part of it. Azazel opens his eyes, them now pitch black with purple pupils. He exhales, "I think i got it."
Atemos smiles. “Awesome. You had a cool spirit thing around you for a second there.”
"Oh really? Thats... peculier. Anyways, my true name."
“Tell it to me telepathically.”
The name of whatever demon i am, is Barbas. Last decendant of Agramon.
A tabaxi walks in *at 80 ft a turn* wearing a stained lab coat. On his side is a bag of holding, nearly overflowing while the pocket holds numerous potions. They survey the tavern before ordering some orange juice at the counter.
*Truesight: The tabaxi's purple fur is a hard illusion and they are bald*
Phantom is laying outside the tavern in the sun, in his dragon form.
Soldaer is in his room with E.
Yazrin is in the woods.
Elendon is back on the roof.
Yacatl is scared by the dragon outside, doesn't see Soldaer, waves to Yazrin and doesn't notice Elendon
"Who are you?" They ask to Yazrin
Yazrin spins, revealing himself to be a Drow wielding a Dragon Wing longbow made from blackened mushroom wood.
"Yazrin Tlin'Orrza, former firstboy of the twelfth house of Menzoberranzan."
Yacatl is a bit worried by the drow. "Nice to meet you... I am Yacatl of... the feywild I guess.............. You're a noble?"
Yazrin chuckles. "Formerly. My house was destroyed in an inter-house war, leaving me a rogue. Being hunted by most of my people for Lloth's pleasure made me turn my back on her."
"Oh... Well, that is a better life than most drow I have met... You from Faerun?"
Yazrin smiles. "Yes. Same home city as Drizzt Do'Urden in fact. Even met him and Bruenor once."
"Intriguing... when did the house fall?"
"My house? About 120 years ago."
Yacatl does some mental arithmetic. "Okay, so after I was last there... So do you hunt for a living?"
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"Obviously he mistreated her! Taking her from her home was mistreating her! Imagine thinking youre safe. In a space you call your own. Then someone comes and takes you out of it, starting a sequence of events that literally puts you in hell! How can you be expected to ever feel safe again?! Even without the hell part, its a terrifying thought. Creeps deserve no sort of mercy nor understanding. They deserve justice."
"And he got worse than he deserved, E. He was all but killed, E. I don't care what you say, death is NOT an appropriate response to kidnapping, especially when he didn't cause her any harm. And you also glossed right over what I said, E. He has the moral understanding of a FOUR YEAR OLD. Basically what you're saying is that if a four year old stole something he should be executed."
"Stealing can be justified. It depends on their reason. And I dont care how old he acts like he is, I care how old he IS. And he was ALMOST killed. Not killed. Hes been given a chance to learn his lesson now, but it doesnt make up for what.hes done. Hes made Valitya feel unsafe. You SAW how scared she was, and still is. He deserves to have that same fear. I care about Valitya so, so much. I understand her feelings. And youre here trying to defend the one who caused that fear. That anguish"
Soldaer's eyes narrow, and his voice takes on a cold tone that E hasn't heard directed towards her before. "I understand both sides here, E. Don't you doubt that for a minute. I know that, no matter her upbringing, Valitya is little more than a scared, young girl right now. I also know that Avery has little to no sense of right or wrong. Avery's patron is the one who is trying her best to teach him right and wrong, but, like a child, he doesn't understand why some things are fine, and others are wrong." He sighs, and seems to relax again, before draining the rest of his glass. "I'm gonna need a lot more to drink." He says, not even directing at E, almost as if he was thinking out loud.
Shes already drinking more, her eyes narrowing right back "Then his patron is doing a worse job than I would do as a parent. What do you expect me to do? Completely forgive him for what he did.to her? Act like it never happened?"
Soldaer sighs, shaking his head. He tosses her the open bottle of Blue Wolf, and retrieves the Fire Whiskey from the table where he left it. "I don't know E, ok? I don't know. I want to help him, but at the same time, everyone seems to have motives against him. I...I..." His voice trails off as he opens the bottle and pours himself a glass, filling the room with the smell of cinnamon, whiskey, and some unidentifiable spice.
"He deserves not to be trusted. Not to die, but he definitely doesnt deserve to feel safe. People are against him for good reason"
"Sure... You want to pay for it or me? I could... make you something....... maybe a new fail?"
“You’d do that for me?! Really?!” Atemos beamed.
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"Sure... You want to pay for it or me? I could... make you something....... maybe a new fail?"
“You’d do that for me?! Really?!” Atemos beamed.
"I... I can try. It probably won't be as good as your one... but it's the thought that counts right? I can do legendary items, but artifacts are beyond me."
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"Do you know what world Sevira Manor would be on?"
"Sevira Manor... I believe so."
"Could you tell me which?"
"I don't think it has a name. Nor do I know how to get there, at least not from here."
"... Do you know any place we could get to it from? Or would you perhaps know a symbol that would show up in Dewfell?"
"Hmm... no. But you may not be asking the right questions."
"What questions should I be asking?"
"Well, why are you trying to find Sevira Manor?"
"Im... Trying to help someone."
"Did that person ever come here?"
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"Maybe? Thats the name i always went by, so... its hard to figure out some stuff."
“I can try to use detect thoughts to find it for you if you’d like? Your subconscious should know it.”
"I... give me a few minutes to try and.... i guess look within or something"
Atemos nodded. “Take your time.”
Azazel takes a deep breath, closing his eyes. After a few minutes, something seems to click. (Since atemos has truesight, or atleast i think he does): A dark showy energy begins to eminate from azazel, forming some sort of being wrapped around him, though his main body is still the dominant part of it. Azazel opens his eyes, them now pitch black with purple pupils. He exhales, "I think i got it."
Atemos smiles. “Awesome. You had a cool spirit thing around you for a second there.”
"Oh really? Thats... peculier. Anyways, my true name."
“Tell it to me telepathically.”
The name of whatever demon i am, is Barbas. Last decendant of Agramon.
Atemos nodded. “Understood. I’m handing over layer 423 to you. We’ll have to fight, as customary, but I’ll surrender. And then I’ll show you how to make an amulet.”
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"Obviously he mistreated her! Taking her from her home was mistreating her! Imagine thinking youre safe. In a space you call your own. Then someone comes and takes you out of it, starting a sequence of events that literally puts you in hell! How can you be expected to ever feel safe again?! Even without the hell part, its a terrifying thought. Creeps deserve no sort of mercy nor understanding. They deserve justice."
"And he got worse than he deserved, E. He was all but killed, E. I don't care what you say, death is NOT an appropriate response to kidnapping, especially when he didn't cause her any harm. And you also glossed right over what I said, E. He has the moral understanding of a FOUR YEAR OLD. Basically what you're saying is that if a four year old stole something he should be executed."
"Stealing can be justified. It depends on their reason. And I dont care how old he acts like he is, I care how old he IS. And he was ALMOST killed. Not killed. Hes been given a chance to learn his lesson now, but it doesnt make up for what.hes done. Hes made Valitya feel unsafe. You SAW how scared she was, and still is. He deserves to have that same fear. I care about Valitya so, so much. I understand her feelings. And youre here trying to defend the one who caused that fear. That anguish"
Soldaer's eyes narrow, and his voice takes on a cold tone that E hasn't heard directed towards her before. "I understand both sides here, E. Don't you doubt that for a minute. I know that, no matter her upbringing, Valitya is little more than a scared, young girl right now. I also know that Avery has little to no sense of right or wrong. Avery's patron is the one who is trying her best to teach him right and wrong, but, like a child, he doesn't understand why some things are fine, and others are wrong." He sighs, and seems to relax again, before draining the rest of his glass. "I'm gonna need a lot more to drink." He says, not even directing at E, almost as if he was thinking out loud.
Shes already drinking more, her eyes narrowing right back "Then his patron is doing a worse job than I would do as a parent. What do you expect me to do? Completely forgive him for what he did.to her? Act like it never happened?"
Soldaer sighs, shaking his head. He tosses her the open bottle of Blue Wolf, and retrieves the Fire Whiskey from the table where he left it. "I don't know E, ok? I don't know. I want to help him, but at the same time, everyone seems to have motives against him. I...I..." His voice trails off as he opens the bottle and pours himself a glass, filling the room with the smell of cinnamon, whiskey, and some unidentifiable spice.
"He deserves not to be trusted. Not to die, but he definitely doesnt deserve to feel safe. People are against him for good reason"
*So says the murderer lol :)*
*Shes only ever murdered with good reason. And an accidental thing as a small child.*
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"Obviously he mistreated her! Taking her from her home was mistreating her! Imagine thinking youre safe. In a space you call your own. Then someone comes and takes you out of it, starting a sequence of events that literally puts you in hell! How can you be expected to ever feel safe again?! Even without the hell part, its a terrifying thought. Creeps deserve no sort of mercy nor understanding. They deserve justice."
"And he got worse than he deserved, E. He was all but killed, E. I don't care what you say, death is NOT an appropriate response to kidnapping, especially when he didn't cause her any harm. And you also glossed right over what I said, E. He has the moral understanding of a FOUR YEAR OLD. Basically what you're saying is that if a four year old stole something he should be executed."
"Stealing can be justified. It depends on their reason. And I dont care how old he acts like he is, I care how old he IS. And he was ALMOST killed. Not killed. Hes been given a chance to learn his lesson now, but it doesnt make up for what.hes done. Hes made Valitya feel unsafe. You SAW how scared she was, and still is. He deserves to have that same fear. I care about Valitya so, so much. I understand her feelings. And youre here trying to defend the one who caused that fear. That anguish"
Soldaer's eyes narrow, and his voice takes on a cold tone that E hasn't heard directed towards her before. "I understand both sides here, E. Don't you doubt that for a minute. I know that, no matter her upbringing, Valitya is little more than a scared, young girl right now. I also know that Avery has little to no sense of right or wrong. Avery's patron is the one who is trying her best to teach him right and wrong, but, like a child, he doesn't understand why some things are fine, and others are wrong." He sighs, and seems to relax again, before draining the rest of his glass. "I'm gonna need a lot more to drink." He says, not even directing at E, almost as if he was thinking out loud.
Shes already drinking more, her eyes narrowing right back "Then his patron is doing a worse job than I would do as a parent. What do you expect me to do? Completely forgive him for what he did.to her? Act like it never happened?"
Soldaer sighs, shaking his head. He tosses her the open bottle of Blue Wolf, and retrieves the Fire Whiskey from the table where he left it. "I don't know E, ok? I don't know. I want to help him, but at the same time, everyone seems to have motives against him. I...I..." His voice trails off as he opens the bottle and pours himself a glass, filling the room with the smell of cinnamon, whiskey, and some unidentifiable spice.
"He deserves not to be trusted. Not to die, but he definitely doesnt deserve to feel safe. People are against him for good reason"
Soldaer shakes his head, taking a long drink from his glass. "He trusts me, and probably always will, E. And don't you dare try and break that. I will be his safe place, and teach him. He WILL learn right and wrong. If you want to help me, that would be great, but for some reason, I doubt you will. I want to teach him so we can prevent this kind of thing from happening again, E. I'm sure you understand that." Soldaer sighs again, taking another drink of his glass.
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He smiles. "I'm a coward as well..."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Atemos blinked in surprise. “Oh. Hey Diliculum. I was just.. considering stepping down from a demon lord..”
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This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
The name of whatever demon i am, is Barbas. Last decendant of Agramon.
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
A slight smile curves Phantom's lips. "You're standing in the sun, junior." He says, not even opening his eyes.
Yacatl does some mental arithmetic. "Okay, so after I was last there... So do you hunt for a living?"
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*So says the murderer lol :)*
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
“You’d do that for me?! Really?!” Atemos beamed.
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Lysander waves at Albwin. "Who are you?"
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"I... I can try. It probably won't be as good as your one... but it's the thought that counts right? I can do legendary items, but artifacts are beyond me."
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"Did that person ever come here?"
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Albwin giggles and pours water on Phantoms head.
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
*Hello!*
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Albwin looks over. "Albwin. Who are you?"
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
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Atemos nodded. “Understood. I’m handing over layer 423 to you. We’ll have to fight, as customary, but I’ll surrender. And then I’ll show you how to make an amulet.”
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*Shes only ever murdered with good reason. And an accidental thing as a small child.*
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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*Hey TTB!*
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
"Lysander, nice to meet you. How is it going?"
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Soldaer shakes his head, taking a long drink from his glass. "He trusts me, and probably always will, E. And don't you dare try and break that. I will be his safe place, and teach him. He WILL learn right and wrong. If you want to help me, that would be great, but for some reason, I doubt you will. I want to teach him so we can prevent this kind of thing from happening again, E. I'm sure you understand that." Soldaer sighs again, taking another drink of his glass.