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.
She looked at him defiantly in the eyes, still bleeding.
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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.
She looked at him defiantly in the eyes, still bleeding.
He narrows his eyes at her, like a father who disappointed in a child, and disappeared again like smoke.
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"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.
Valian runs back with with a loaf of bread, a glass of water, a wet rag, & bandages, placing them all on the table, "I got you food, you'll be ok, sadly I don't have healing magic." He starts wiping the cuts & blood with the rag, bandaging the clean wounds.
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.
She looked at him defiantly in the eyes, still bleeding.
He narrows his eyes at her, like a father who disappointed in a child, and disappeared again like smoke.
She stands there for a bit before going to a corner and sitting in it, waiting."
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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.
Lysander casts gust of wind so they land in the safe zone. Afterwards, he walks over to the new commer.
"May I help you with anything?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Q'ilbrith, servant of Orvar" he flop/scoots around to face Lysander. "Who are you?"
*Q'ilbrith appears to be a small octopus with black skin and white eyes.*
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"
Good Alecto reavels themselves. "Know where a population center is?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Nope, just saying hi to an old friend."
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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 was ready to drop him, but if you wanna continue it, sure.*
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Adder squirms quite a bit. A vial of small white pills falls out from his sleeve.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Nope!" He said with a grin
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Lysander." They say simply. "And who might Orvar be?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
She looked at him defiantly in the eyes, still bleeding.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Azazel picks up the vial, checking if it has a label, "What is this?"
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Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
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Alecto knows where Mr. Serial killer is as long as they are on the same plane. Thus Alecto tries to sense where they are
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Too bad. What type of terror do you want to do?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He narrows his eyes at her, like a father who disappointed in a child, and disappeared again like smoke.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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.
"Pain killers!"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"No one of much import to you, though I suppose you might find it interesting that he is what you might call an Eldritch horror, Lysander."
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"
"ANYTHING!"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Valian runs back with with a loaf of bread, a glass of water, a wet rag, & bandages, placing them all on the table, "I got you food, you'll be ok, sadly I don't have healing magic." He starts wiping the cuts & blood with the rag, bandaging the clean wounds.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
She stands there for a bit before going to a corner and sitting in it, waiting."
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.
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Adder, you haven't been injured for a month! Why are you still taking these??"
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