He raises an eyebrow "But what?" He asked, sitting in the warm sand
"Usually there's a 'but'."
"Its a bush that looks dead so things don't try and eat it. It uses camouflage to look like a D E A D bush." He said
"I thought it was going to be more along the lines of 'but it can kill you if you touch it wit your bare hands'."
He shakes his head "Its a plant, not a monster" he said and put up his hood to cover his head from the sun. "Some of them might be covered by sand so digging is a best bet" he did with a smile
"Did you bring a shovel?"
He shakes his head. "They are buried in s a n D, sand is easy to push away."
"I don't like sand. It gets everywhere. Even in places best left unsaid."
he chuckles a bit "Go dig sand, you said you wanted an adventurer, here it is."
"I wanted an adventure, not a chore..." She grumbled.
"To me, this is a adventure" he said with a small grin
"I don't see how you were worried for me."
"Because this calming, my other adventures are rather..... Dangerous"
"I want one of those."
"No.... No you don't" he said quietly
She flicked his ear. "Yes, I do."
'No you don't" he said sternly, eyes flashing something dangerous "I don't need you hurt"
She pulled out one of her daggers. "You know, it'd be a shame if one of my blades slipped and cut me somewhere..."
He rubbed the bridge of his nose "Just... Help me find these plants, I don't want to fight you right at this moment"
She held the sharp end of the blade to her palm. "Oh my, if only there was a way to stop it, by, let's say, a dangerous adventure...."
"Zylna, Don't."
"Oh noooo....." She ran the blade over her palm slightly, drawing a few beads of blood.
He grew visibly angry and stepped forward towards her.
"If only there was a way to stop it, like a dangerous adventure." She held her ground and ran the blade over her palm again, drawing slightly more blood.
He snatches the blade from her.
(IDK Dex maybe): 12
Counter Dex to keep the blade from him: 11
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
The sky near the tavern ripples, and a distant figure is quickly falling from the sky. Their wings are vainly flapping to control the fall while feathers are starting to loosen. It looks like they'll land outside of the safe zone.
Valian sees this "IS THAT ANOTHER FALLEN!?!?" He is both concerned & surprised, rapidly approaching where he thinks they'll land.
A gust of wind pushes the angel into the safe zone, and a sizable dent and explosion of feathers hits the ground.
He turns around now dashing to where they landed "Hey you conscious!"
A groan emits from the hole. "I wish I wasn't."
He attempts to take a better look while talking to them "I feel you there, does anything feel broken?"
A six foot-ish human is lying in the hole with a defeated look on his face. His hair is matted with blood, but the only thing out of place seems to be a pair of wings on his back, also bloodstained. "My life situation." He groans. "I have a few cuts if that's what you were asking.."
*what colour wings*
"Wow lot more brutal than when I Fell," He puts his hand out, "let me get you inside & find someone to heal you, & are you a Fallen?"
*White, stained red.* "I'd assume so." The person takes his hand and pulls himself out. Dirt spills from his breastplate as the man totters and steadies himself on Valian.
He unfolds his pitch black wings, "me too so don't worry, Planetar?" He steadily walks to the tavern, at the new ones pace.
"That sounds familiar." The person is walking pretty slowly towards the tavern. "I could really go for a nap. And some food."
"Man you not remember, I know it's hazy for me but man you got it worse." He says, mostly talking to himself.
"I pissed someone off. The wrong person." He groans again. "I need to sit down."
He opens the tavern door & sits him on the closest chair "wait one second while I grab stuff." He runs off to grab some supplies quickly.
He raises an eyebrow "But what?" He asked, sitting in the warm sand
"Usually there's a 'but'."
"Its a bush that looks dead so things don't try and eat it. It uses camouflage to look like a D E A D bush." He said
"I thought it was going to be more along the lines of 'but it can kill you if you touch it wit your bare hands'."
He shakes his head "Its a plant, not a monster" he said and put up his hood to cover his head from the sun. "Some of them might be covered by sand so digging is a best bet" he did with a smile
"Did you bring a shovel?"
He shakes his head. "They are buried in s a n D, sand is easy to push away."
"I don't like sand. It gets everywhere. Even in places best left unsaid."
he chuckles a bit "Go dig sand, you said you wanted an adventurer, here it is."
"I wanted an adventure, not a chore..." She grumbled.
"To me, this is a adventure" he said with a small grin
"I don't see how you were worried for me."
"Because this calming, my other adventures are rather..... Dangerous"
"I want one of those."
"No.... No you don't" he said quietly
She flicked his ear. "Yes, I do."
'No you don't" he said sternly, eyes flashing something dangerous "I don't need you hurt"
She pulled out one of her daggers. "You know, it'd be a shame if one of my blades slipped and cut me somewhere..."
He rubbed the bridge of his nose "Just... Help me find these plants, I don't want to fight you right at this moment"
She held the sharp end of the blade to her palm. "Oh my, if only there was a way to stop it, by, let's say, a dangerous adventure...."
"Zylna, Don't."
"Oh noooo....." She ran the blade over her palm slightly, drawing a few beads of blood.
He grew visibly angry and stepped forward towards her.
"If only there was a way to stop it, like a dangerous adventure." She held her ground and ran the blade over her palm again, drawing slightly more blood.
He snatches the blade from her.
(IDK Dex maybe): 12
Counter Dex to keep the blade from him: 19
He holds his hand on the hilt "Please give it to me"
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The sky near the tavern ripples, and a distant figure is quickly falling from the sky. Their wings are vainly flapping to control the fall while feathers are starting to loosen. It looks like they'll land outside of the safe zone.
Valian sees this "IS THAT ANOTHER FALLEN!?!?" He is both concerned & surprised, rapidly approaching where he thinks they'll land.
A gust of wind pushes the angel into the safe zone, and a sizable dent and explosion of feathers hits the ground.
He turns around now dashing to where they landed "Hey you conscious!"
A groan emits from the hole. "I wish I wasn't."
He attempts to take a better look while talking to them "I feel you there, does anything feel broken?"
A six foot-ish human is lying in the hole with a defeated look on his face. His hair is matted with blood, but the only thing out of place seems to be a pair of wings on his back, also bloodstained. "My life situation." He groans. "I have a few cuts if that's what you were asking.."
*what colour wings*
"Wow lot more brutal than when I Fell," He puts his hand out, "let me get you inside & find someone to heal you, & are you a Fallen?"
*White, stained red.* "I'd assume so." The person takes his hand and pulls himself out. Dirt spills from his breastplate as the man totters and steadies himself on Valian.
He unfolds his pitch black wings, "me too so don't worry, Planetar?" He steadily walks to the tavern, at the new ones pace.
"That sounds familiar." The person is walking pretty slowly towards the tavern. "I could really go for a nap. And some food."
"Man you not remember, I know it's hazy for me but man you got it worse." He says, mostly talking to himself.
"I pissed someone off. The wrong person." He groans again. "I need to sit down."
He opens the tavern door & sits him on the closest chair "wait one second while I grab stuff." He runs off to grab some supplies quickly.
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 raises an eyebrow "But what?" He asked, sitting in the warm sand
"Usually there's a 'but'."
"Its a bush that looks dead so things don't try and eat it. It uses camouflage to look like a D E A D bush." He said
"I thought it was going to be more along the lines of 'but it can kill you if you touch it wit your bare hands'."
He shakes his head "Its a plant, not a monster" he said and put up his hood to cover his head from the sun. "Some of them might be covered by sand so digging is a best bet" he did with a smile
"Did you bring a shovel?"
He shakes his head. "They are buried in s a n D, sand is easy to push away."
"I don't like sand. It gets everywhere. Even in places best left unsaid."
he chuckles a bit "Go dig sand, you said you wanted an adventurer, here it is."
"I wanted an adventure, not a chore..." She grumbled.
"To me, this is a adventure" he said with a small grin
"I don't see how you were worried for me."
"Because this calming, my other adventures are rather..... Dangerous"
"I want one of those."
"No.... No you don't" he said quietly
She flicked his ear. "Yes, I do."
'No you don't" he said sternly, eyes flashing something dangerous "I don't need you hurt"
She pulled out one of her daggers. "You know, it'd be a shame if one of my blades slipped and cut me somewhere..."
He rubbed the bridge of his nose "Just... Help me find these plants, I don't want to fight you right at this moment"
She held the sharp end of the blade to her palm. "Oh my, if only there was a way to stop it, by, let's say, a dangerous adventure...."
"Zylna, Don't."
"Oh noooo....." She ran the blade over her palm slightly, drawing a few beads of blood.
He grew visibly angry and stepped forward towards her.
"If only there was a way to stop it, like a dangerous adventure." She held her ground and ran the blade over her palm again, drawing slightly more blood.
He snatches the blade from her.
(IDK Dex maybe): 12
Counter Dex to keep the blade from him: 19
He holds his hand on the hilt "Please give it to me"
"Oh no, it's happening again..." She raised her hand to the blade and sliced it again, this time a thin stream dripping onto the sand from it.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
He raises an eyebrow "But what?" He asked, sitting in the warm sand
"Usually there's a 'but'."
"Its a bush that looks dead so things don't try and eat it. It uses camouflage to look like a D E A D bush." He said
"I thought it was going to be more along the lines of 'but it can kill you if you touch it wit your bare hands'."
He shakes his head "Its a plant, not a monster" he said and put up his hood to cover his head from the sun. "Some of them might be covered by sand so digging is a best bet" he did with a smile
"Did you bring a shovel?"
He shakes his head. "They are buried in s a n D, sand is easy to push away."
"I don't like sand. It gets everywhere. Even in places best left unsaid."
he chuckles a bit "Go dig sand, you said you wanted an adventurer, here it is."
"I wanted an adventure, not a chore..." She grumbled.
"To me, this is a adventure" he said with a small grin
"I don't see how you were worried for me."
"Because this calming, my other adventures are rather..... Dangerous"
"I want one of those."
"No.... No you don't" he said quietly
She flicked his ear. "Yes, I do."
'No you don't" he said sternly, eyes flashing something dangerous "I don't need you hurt"
She pulled out one of her daggers. "You know, it'd be a shame if one of my blades slipped and cut me somewhere..."
He rubbed the bridge of his nose "Just... Help me find these plants, I don't want to fight you right at this moment"
She held the sharp end of the blade to her palm. "Oh my, if only there was a way to stop it, by, let's say, a dangerous adventure...."
"Zylna, Don't."
"Oh noooo....." She ran the blade over her palm slightly, drawing a few beads of blood.
He grew visibly angry and stepped forward towards her.
"If only there was a way to stop it, like a dangerous adventure." She held her ground and ran the blade over her palm again, drawing slightly more blood.
He snatches the blade from her.
(IDK Dex maybe): 12
Counter Dex to keep the blade from him: 19
He holds his hand on the hilt "Please give it to me"
"Oh no, it's happening again..." She raised her hand to the blade and sliced it again, this time a thin stream dripping onto the sand from it.
he sighs, grabs her by the head *It makes a comical squeak sound when he does* as suddenly they are teleported back to the tavern.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Counter Dex to keep the blade from him: 11
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.
Valian is helping the newly fallen.
Rāxern is muttering to himself in Abyssal as he walks to the forest with fiery intent.
Brishka is at the counter, getting a room for themselves.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*I love NCIS*
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"
*Right?! Although I'm not liking the new guy who replaced Gibs...I've really gotten into NCIS:LA lately.*
'Whhyyyyy"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He opens the tavern door & sits him on the closest chair "wait one second while I grab stuff." He runs off to grab some supplies quickly.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
He holds his hand on the hilt "Please give it to me"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Cause if you don't i will use bear traps."
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
The person sits down and faceplants on the table.
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.
"Oh no, it's happening again..." She raised her hand to the blade and sliced it again, this time a thin stream dripping onto the sand from it.
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.
'But the fire is good" he said
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Azazel just sighs, dragging him out the bush of doom
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
"I see... Have you came to me to make a new arm?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
How amusing. Want to cause some terror?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
he sighs, grabs her by the head *It makes a comical squeak sound when he does* as suddenly they are teleported back to the tavern.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
A book on Devils. Particually Nessus. They say, putting it down and looking for Q'ilbrith *description*
"Who might you be?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Nooooooooooooooo" he groaned "My mom was in there"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"sure, I love a good spot of terror"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*0verkill, want to do Alecto and Mr. Serial Killer RP?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"No she was not! I remember you- you know what i'm not bringing that up."
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