The door swings open, and a Goliath walks in. He stands approximately 7'8, and is mostly muscle. A Winter wolf's pelt adorns his back, and a massive longbow is slung over one of his shoulders. A pair of ornate longswords are on his belt, which itself exudes powerful magic. Two rather large quivers filled with arrows are visible as well, one on his belt and the other on his back. His deep blue eyes scan the room before he makes his way over to the bar, ordering an ale.
Lysander walks over to them. "Hello, and who might you be?"
The flesh golem with the sword looks interested in the new commer
The goliath turns to Lysander. "The name's Tohono Oodam. Who might you be?" He replies in a deep, rumbling voice with a hint of an accent that's hard to place.
"Lysander, the diviner. And I guess you are a warrior of renown?"
Tohono chuckles. "Not called 'Ogrebane' without reason."
"Ah, I enjoy people who slaughter the bastard children of Othea. How many do you think you have killed?"
"Scores, easily. I've killed giants as well, including a Fire Giant chieftain."
"Mmm... What is the most powerful creature you have killed?"
*I forgot. Did Soldaer say he was in for the Asmodues encounter?*
*Soldaer is a maybe, and now a probably not, with Etheaonia here. Y'know, old crush/close friend shows up out of the blue, there's gonna be some fun emotions going on ;D *
"The fire giant chieftain most likely, although there were other challenging ones. He to deal with a pair of Fire Giant Dreadnaughts once. Barely won that battle."
*Got it. Guess Lysander will have to double down*
"Mmm... And why do you such as you fight?"
Tohono chuckles slightly. "To protect my people. The giants were becoming increasingly aggressive, so I had to go and try and stop them."
"Mmm... But physical strength is not the only thing that can harm people. Corruption and graft and more can hurt people, can turn people into slaves."
*Cue Lysander trying to get him to fight Asmodues*
*Yep, saw it coming.*
Tohono's eyes narrow. "Indeed, but my people have no need for material wealth. We live off the land, and trade for that which we cannot get normally."
"Are they possessed or cursed or something?" They say, before adding, "Sorry if that was seen as disrespectful."
"No, just...they've been through a lot. She just came back from the dead via a Wish spell, and...seems a bit...changed."
"I see. Coming back from the dead is a lot, to stop existing for a while... Anyway I may help?"
*Got monkey pawed?*
*Nah, worded it pretty well, just...apparently not quite well enough, somehow.*
Phantom chuckles. "How? She's rather violent, and, while I do still have a spare Wish scroll or two, I'd prefer saving those for after I've tried all other options."
"How about greater restoration? Or protection against good and evil?"
"Haven't tried those yet. At first, we thought it was just the shock of coming back, but apparently not. I need to wait for my fiancé to come and calm her before I can try anything."
"Okay... If I may ask, is she also a dragon?"
*Does Phantom have lair effects?*
*He would, but haven't gone into that much detail on his species yet.*
"Who? My fiancé or her friend who we brought back from the dead?"
"Um... Both I guess. I was referring original to your fiancé, but I could accept an answer concerning both."
Phantom laughs. "Caelum Argenti, Queen of Silver is my fiancé, and yes, she is a dragon as well, a Silver Greatwyrm. As for her friend, no Cyatra is not a dragon. If she were, she would've forced her way out of the room by now."
"I see... 'its dragons all the way down'..." They think of what to say next. "Um... anything you want to show me? Oh, and I would like to borrow some items to copy them if that is okay."
"How about the library? And depending on what it is you wish to borrow, sure."
A female elf enters the tavern. They have greyish blue tinted skin and a pair of pale blue eyes with golden flecks in it. She has long hair thats a navy blue color with silver streaks in it. She wears a set of fine clothes, a guitar strapped over her shoulder. she looks around the tavern with a smile, stepping inside fully, a small bag slung over her other shoulder.
*YES! Let the fun begin!*
Soldaer is sitting at the bar, sipping on a glass of Feywine. He glances over before returning to his glass, but quickly does a double take, his eyes going wide.
She's looking down at a small object, before looking around the tavern again
Soldaer gets up, leaving the glass behind on bar and walks over to her. "I'm Soldaer Torrae. You look very much like someone I once knew..."
She smiles, "I better." She lightly punches his arm, "I'm Etheaonia, remember?"
Soldaer laughs, giving her a hug. "Etheaonia! How'd you end up here?!"
"The locals would call it 'walking'" She says, returning the hug
Soldaer laughs, letting her go. "Well, that's a long way to walk, considering we're on different world. We're on Entropy."
"You know i have my ways," She says with a friendly wink
"Indeed you do, Etheaonia." he says with a chuckle. "It's been far too long since I last saw you. Where have you been keeping yourself? I was afraid you were among those killed when that Green Dragon attacked the village."
"Family houses around the continent. Father was aways prepared." She says, "That dragon hasn't turned up in a while though."
"Because I killed it." Soldaer says with a smile. He reaches into one of his braces and pulls out an obviously handcrafted dagger made from a massive tooth with a single large emerald set in the pommel.
"Wha? YOu really are hero of the vilage then," She smiles and hugs him again
Soldaer chuckles, hugging her back. "Yeah. We ended up organizing hunting parties to deal with any other threats after that incident. Wyverns, Fiendish drakes, even a couple Purple worms. The forest for about 50 miles in every direction from the village is safe from anything like that."
"Thats a lot, how strong are ya now?"
Soldaer pulls out of the hug, smiling. "I'm the Chosen of Eilistraee, so..." He chuckles slightly.
"Ah yes, our chozen one" She says it with a very noble accent before giggling, "You were always so serious about it"
*Little does she know that Soldaer is actually the crown prince...*
Soldaer laughs. "I was not! You know I enjoyed being with the rest of our people."
*Two nobles, chilling in a hot tub, five feet apart cause thats how spaces work in dnd 5e*
"Yeah, i'm just teasing ya." She nudges him
*ROFL.*
Soldaer laughs. "I know." He sighs. "There's so much we need to catch up on, Etheaonia. I happen to have some good drinks up in my room if you'd be interested in catching up." he says with a smile.
"Oh i would love a drink right now" SHe nods
Soldaer smiles, and takes her hand, weaving his way to the stairs, and leading her up them. Eventually, he stops before a seemingly plain section of wall that swings open, revealing his room.
The entire room seems to have been carved, no, grown from the inside of a massive birch tree. There's an open balcony to the outside (or at least, what appears to be outside) revealing a massive forest with a multitude of other trees, many of which have similar "houses" grown out of them. A specially treated (both chemically and magically) and grown section of the room along the left wall serves as a fireplace and mantle. Above the mantle are the heads of several different creatures: a couple owlbears, a wyvern, a small purple worm, and, most noticeable of all, a Green Dragon. On the mantle are various small items, including a few books. The walls on either side of the door are lined with floor-to-ceiling bookshelves that seem to be a part of the tree themselves. In the middle of the right wall is a large and ornate bed. At the foot of the bed is an extremely ornate, and obviously locked, trunk. At the corner where the right wall meets the wall with the door in it, there's a small cubby with glass-covered pantries in it. Those pantries are filled with a variety of different bottles and glasses. On either side of the bed is a table with drawers, which also seems to be grown from the tree. Between the bed and the balcony is a large desk and chair.
*Back from PE*
"Woah, this is way fancier than your old house, atleast your room in it." She looks around the room, poking the dragon head, "Wow, guess this is the one."
Soldaer nods, chuckling slightly "Yes, it is." He pulls his whistle out from under his armor and blows it, calling Shade, who comes bounding up the stairs. "You remember shade, don't you Etheaonia?" He says with a slight laugh and Shade immediately runs over to her, tackling her.
A female elf enters the tavern. They have greyish blue tinted skin and a pair of pale blue eyes with golden flecks in it. She has long hair thats a navy blue color with silver streaks in it. She wears a set of fine clothes, a guitar strapped over her shoulder. she looks around the tavern with a smile, stepping inside fully, a small bag slung over her other shoulder.
*YES! Let the fun begin!*
Soldaer is sitting at the bar, sipping on a glass of Feywine. He glances over before returning to his glass, but quickly does a double take, his eyes going wide.
She's looking down at a small object, before looking around the tavern again
Soldaer gets up, leaving the glass behind on bar and walks over to her. "I'm Soldaer Torrae. You look very much like someone I once knew..."
She smiles, "I better." She lightly punches his arm, "I'm Etheaonia, remember?"
Soldaer laughs, giving her a hug. "Etheaonia! How'd you end up here?!"
"The locals would call it 'walking'" She says, returning the hug
Soldaer laughs, letting her go. "Well, that's a long way to walk, considering we're on different world. We're on Entropy."
"You know i have my ways," She says with a friendly wink
"Indeed you do, Etheaonia." he says with a chuckle. "It's been far too long since I last saw you. Where have you been keeping yourself? I was afraid you were among those killed when that Green Dragon attacked the village."
"Family houses around the continent. Father was aways prepared." She says, "That dragon hasn't turned up in a while though."
"Because I killed it." Soldaer says with a smile. He reaches into one of his braces and pulls out an obviously handcrafted dagger made from a massive tooth with a single large emerald set in the pommel.
"Wha? YOu really are hero of the vilage then," She smiles and hugs him again
Soldaer chuckles, hugging her back. "Yeah. We ended up organizing hunting parties to deal with any other threats after that incident. Wyverns, Fiendish drakes, even a couple Purple worms. The forest for about 50 miles in every direction from the village is safe from anything like that."
"Thats a lot, how strong are ya now?"
Soldaer pulls out of the hug, smiling. "I'm the Chosen of Eilistraee, so..." He chuckles slightly.
"Ah yes, our chozen one" She says it with a very noble accent before giggling, "You were always so serious about it"
*Little does she know that Soldaer is actually the crown prince...*
Soldaer laughs. "I was not! You know I enjoyed being with the rest of our people."
*Two nobles, chilling in a hot tub, five feet apart cause thats how spaces work in dnd 5e*
"Yeah, i'm just teasing ya." She nudges him
*ROFL.*
Soldaer laughs. "I know." He sighs. "There's so much we need to catch up on, Etheaonia. I happen to have some good drinks up in my room if you'd be interested in catching up." he says with a smile.
"Oh i would love a drink right now" SHe nods
Soldaer smiles, and takes her hand, weaving his way to the stairs, and leading her up them. Eventually, he stops before a seemingly plain section of wall that swings open, revealing his room.
The entire room seems to have been carved, no, grown from the inside of a massive birch tree. There's an open balcony to the outside (or at least, what appears to be outside) revealing a massive forest with a multitude of other trees, many of which have similar "houses" grown out of them. A specially treated (both chemically and magically) and grown section of the room along the left wall serves as a fireplace and mantle. Above the mantle are the heads of several different creatures: a couple owlbears, a wyvern, a small purple worm, and, most noticeable of all, a Green Dragon. On the mantle are various small items, including a few books. The walls on either side of the door are lined with floor-to-ceiling bookshelves that seem to be a part of the tree themselves. In the middle of the right wall is a large and ornate bed. At the foot of the bed is an extremely ornate, and obviously locked, trunk. At the corner where the right wall meets the wall with the door in it, there's a small cubby with glass-covered pantries in it. Those pantries are filled with a variety of different bottles and glasses. On either side of the bed is a table with drawers, which also seems to be grown from the tree. Between the bed and the balcony is a large desk and chair.
*Back from PE*
"Woah, this is way fancier than your old house, atleast your room in it." She looks around the room, poking the dragon head, "Wow, guess this is the one."
Soldaer nods, chuckling slightly "Yes, it is." He pulls his whistle out from under his armor and blows it, calling Shade, who comes bounding up the stairs. "You remember shade, don't you Etheaonia?" He says with a slight laugh and Shade immediately runs over to her, tackling her.
*Definitely need a nickname for Etheaonia, lol.*
*....Nia? Idk*
Etheaonia lets out a laugh/yelp as shade tackles her, "You've gotten much bigger kitten,"
A female elf enters the tavern. They have greyish blue tinted skin and a pair of pale blue eyes with golden flecks in it. She has long hair thats a navy blue color with silver streaks in it. She wears a set of fine clothes, a guitar strapped over her shoulder. she looks around the tavern with a smile, stepping inside fully, a small bag slung over her other shoulder.
*YES! Let the fun begin!*
Soldaer is sitting at the bar, sipping on a glass of Feywine. He glances over before returning to his glass, but quickly does a double take, his eyes going wide.
She's looking down at a small object, before looking around the tavern again
Soldaer gets up, leaving the glass behind on bar and walks over to her. "I'm Soldaer Torrae. You look very much like someone I once knew..."
She smiles, "I better." She lightly punches his arm, "I'm Etheaonia, remember?"
Soldaer laughs, giving her a hug. "Etheaonia! How'd you end up here?!"
"The locals would call it 'walking'" She says, returning the hug
Soldaer laughs, letting her go. "Well, that's a long way to walk, considering we're on different world. We're on Entropy."
"You know i have my ways," She says with a friendly wink
"Indeed you do, Etheaonia." he says with a chuckle. "It's been far too long since I last saw you. Where have you been keeping yourself? I was afraid you were among those killed when that Green Dragon attacked the village."
"Family houses around the continent. Father was aways prepared." She says, "That dragon hasn't turned up in a while though."
"Because I killed it." Soldaer says with a smile. He reaches into one of his braces and pulls out an obviously handcrafted dagger made from a massive tooth with a single large emerald set in the pommel.
"Wha? YOu really are hero of the vilage then," She smiles and hugs him again
Soldaer chuckles, hugging her back. "Yeah. We ended up organizing hunting parties to deal with any other threats after that incident. Wyverns, Fiendish drakes, even a couple Purple worms. The forest for about 50 miles in every direction from the village is safe from anything like that."
"Thats a lot, how strong are ya now?"
Soldaer pulls out of the hug, smiling. "I'm the Chosen of Eilistraee, so..." He chuckles slightly.
"Ah yes, our chozen one" She says it with a very noble accent before giggling, "You were always so serious about it"
*Little does she know that Soldaer is actually the crown prince...*
Soldaer laughs. "I was not! You know I enjoyed being with the rest of our people."
*Two nobles, chilling in a hot tub, five feet apart cause thats how spaces work in dnd 5e*
"Yeah, i'm just teasing ya." She nudges him
*ROFL.*
Soldaer laughs. "I know." He sighs. "There's so much we need to catch up on, Etheaonia. I happen to have some good drinks up in my room if you'd be interested in catching up." he says with a smile.
"Oh i would love a drink right now" SHe nods
Soldaer smiles, and takes her hand, weaving his way to the stairs, and leading her up them. Eventually, he stops before a seemingly plain section of wall that swings open, revealing his room.
The entire room seems to have been carved, no, grown from the inside of a massive birch tree. There's an open balcony to the outside (or at least, what appears to be outside) revealing a massive forest with a multitude of other trees, many of which have similar "houses" grown out of them. A specially treated (both chemically and magically) and grown section of the room along the left wall serves as a fireplace and mantle. Above the mantle are the heads of several different creatures: a couple owlbears, a wyvern, a small purple worm, and, most noticeable of all, a Green Dragon. On the mantle are various small items, including a few books. The walls on either side of the door are lined with floor-to-ceiling bookshelves that seem to be a part of the tree themselves. In the middle of the right wall is a large and ornate bed. At the foot of the bed is an extremely ornate, and obviously locked, trunk. At the corner where the right wall meets the wall with the door in it, there's a small cubby with glass-covered pantries in it. Those pantries are filled with a variety of different bottles and glasses. On either side of the bed is a table with drawers, which also seems to be grown from the tree. Between the bed and the balcony is a large desk and chair.
*Back from PE*
"Woah, this is way fancier than your old house, atleast your room in it." She looks around the room, poking the dragon head, "Wow, guess this is the one."
Soldaer nods, chuckling slightly "Yes, it is." He pulls his whistle out from under his armor and blows it, calling Shade, who comes bounding up the stairs. "You remember shade, don't you Etheaonia?" He says with a slight laugh and Shade immediately runs over to her, tackling her.
*Definitely need a nickname for Etheaonia, lol.*
*....Nia? Idk*
Etheaonia lets out a laugh/yelp as shade tackles her, "You've gotten much bigger kitten,"
*Ethie...Ethy...? Nia could work. Why are nicknames hard? XD*
A low rumbling purr comes from Shade as she headbutts Etheaonia, obviously her equivalent of laughter. It has been a long time.
A female elf enters the tavern. They have greyish blue tinted skin and a pair of pale blue eyes with golden flecks in it. She has long hair thats a navy blue color with silver streaks in it. She wears a set of fine clothes, a guitar strapped over her shoulder. she looks around the tavern with a smile, stepping inside fully, a small bag slung over her other shoulder.
*YES! Let the fun begin!*
Soldaer is sitting at the bar, sipping on a glass of Feywine. He glances over before returning to his glass, but quickly does a double take, his eyes going wide.
She's looking down at a small object, before looking around the tavern again
Soldaer gets up, leaving the glass behind on bar and walks over to her. "I'm Soldaer Torrae. You look very much like someone I once knew..."
She smiles, "I better." She lightly punches his arm, "I'm Etheaonia, remember?"
Soldaer laughs, giving her a hug. "Etheaonia! How'd you end up here?!"
"The locals would call it 'walking'" She says, returning the hug
Soldaer laughs, letting her go. "Well, that's a long way to walk, considering we're on different world. We're on Entropy."
"You know i have my ways," She says with a friendly wink
"Indeed you do, Etheaonia." he says with a chuckle. "It's been far too long since I last saw you. Where have you been keeping yourself? I was afraid you were among those killed when that Green Dragon attacked the village."
"Family houses around the continent. Father was aways prepared." She says, "That dragon hasn't turned up in a while though."
"Because I killed it." Soldaer says with a smile. He reaches into one of his braces and pulls out an obviously handcrafted dagger made from a massive tooth with a single large emerald set in the pommel.
"Wha? YOu really are hero of the vilage then," She smiles and hugs him again
Soldaer chuckles, hugging her back. "Yeah. We ended up organizing hunting parties to deal with any other threats after that incident. Wyverns, Fiendish drakes, even a couple Purple worms. The forest for about 50 miles in every direction from the village is safe from anything like that."
"Thats a lot, how strong are ya now?"
Soldaer pulls out of the hug, smiling. "I'm the Chosen of Eilistraee, so..." He chuckles slightly.
"Ah yes, our chozen one" She says it with a very noble accent before giggling, "You were always so serious about it"
*Little does she know that Soldaer is actually the crown prince...*
Soldaer laughs. "I was not! You know I enjoyed being with the rest of our people."
*Two nobles, chilling in a hot tub, five feet apart cause thats how spaces work in dnd 5e*
"Yeah, i'm just teasing ya." She nudges him
*ROFL.*
Soldaer laughs. "I know." He sighs. "There's so much we need to catch up on, Etheaonia. I happen to have some good drinks up in my room if you'd be interested in catching up." he says with a smile.
"Oh i would love a drink right now" SHe nods
Soldaer smiles, and takes her hand, weaving his way to the stairs, and leading her up them. Eventually, he stops before a seemingly plain section of wall that swings open, revealing his room.
The entire room seems to have been carved, no, grown from the inside of a massive birch tree. There's an open balcony to the outside (or at least, what appears to be outside) revealing a massive forest with a multitude of other trees, many of which have similar "houses" grown out of them. A specially treated (both chemically and magically) and grown section of the room along the left wall serves as a fireplace and mantle. Above the mantle are the heads of several different creatures: a couple owlbears, a wyvern, a small purple worm, and, most noticeable of all, a Green Dragon. On the mantle are various small items, including a few books. The walls on either side of the door are lined with floor-to-ceiling bookshelves that seem to be a part of the tree themselves. In the middle of the right wall is a large and ornate bed. At the foot of the bed is an extremely ornate, and obviously locked, trunk. At the corner where the right wall meets the wall with the door in it, there's a small cubby with glass-covered pantries in it. Those pantries are filled with a variety of different bottles and glasses. On either side of the bed is a table with drawers, which also seems to be grown from the tree. Between the bed and the balcony is a large desk and chair.
*Back from PE*
"Woah, this is way fancier than your old house, atleast your room in it." She looks around the room, poking the dragon head, "Wow, guess this is the one."
Soldaer nods, chuckling slightly "Yes, it is." He pulls his whistle out from under his armor and blows it, calling Shade, who comes bounding up the stairs. "You remember shade, don't you Etheaonia?" He says with a slight laugh and Shade immediately runs over to her, tackling her.
*Definitely need a nickname for Etheaonia, lol.*
*....Nia? Idk*
Etheaonia lets out a laugh/yelp as shade tackles her, "You've gotten much bigger kitten,"
*Ethie...Ethy...? Nia could work. Why are nicknames hard? XD*
A low rumbling purr comes from Shade as she headbutts Etheaonia, obviously her equivalent of laughter. It has been a long time.
Soldaer stands over by the bed, laughing.
*Long names mean hard nicknames.*
Nia scratches shade behind the ear, "I've missed the both of you."
"Hey, don't laugh!" Nia says, though laughing herself
Stroth was in the library, he was working on numerous experiments involving essences of living beings being put in sealed glass orbs.
Lore was reading outside, creating a ritual to commune with the natural world around her.
Adder was outside, walking around.
Yazrin watches her from the branches of a tree, curious.
Lore smiles to herself as her dogs run around her
Yazrin chuckles to himself, and drops down out of the tree, barely even making a sound, before making his way over towards her, a faint smile on his face.
A female elf enters the tavern. They have greyish blue tinted skin and a pair of pale blue eyes with golden flecks in it. She has long hair thats a navy blue color with silver streaks in it. She wears a set of fine clothes, a guitar strapped over her shoulder. she looks around the tavern with a smile, stepping inside fully, a small bag slung over her other shoulder.
*YES! Let the fun begin!*
Soldaer is sitting at the bar, sipping on a glass of Feywine. He glances over before returning to his glass, but quickly does a double take, his eyes going wide.
She's looking down at a small object, before looking around the tavern again
Soldaer gets up, leaving the glass behind on bar and walks over to her. "I'm Soldaer Torrae. You look very much like someone I once knew..."
She smiles, "I better." She lightly punches his arm, "I'm Etheaonia, remember?"
Soldaer laughs, giving her a hug. "Etheaonia! How'd you end up here?!"
"The locals would call it 'walking'" She says, returning the hug
Soldaer laughs, letting her go. "Well, that's a long way to walk, considering we're on different world. We're on Entropy."
"You know i have my ways," She says with a friendly wink
"Indeed you do, Etheaonia." he says with a chuckle. "It's been far too long since I last saw you. Where have you been keeping yourself? I was afraid you were among those killed when that Green Dragon attacked the village."
"Family houses around the continent. Father was aways prepared." She says, "That dragon hasn't turned up in a while though."
"Because I killed it." Soldaer says with a smile. He reaches into one of his braces and pulls out an obviously handcrafted dagger made from a massive tooth with a single large emerald set in the pommel.
"Wha? YOu really are hero of the vilage then," She smiles and hugs him again
Soldaer chuckles, hugging her back. "Yeah. We ended up organizing hunting parties to deal with any other threats after that incident. Wyverns, Fiendish drakes, even a couple Purple worms. The forest for about 50 miles in every direction from the village is safe from anything like that."
"Thats a lot, how strong are ya now?"
Soldaer pulls out of the hug, smiling. "I'm the Chosen of Eilistraee, so..." He chuckles slightly.
"Ah yes, our chozen one" She says it with a very noble accent before giggling, "You were always so serious about it"
*Little does she know that Soldaer is actually the crown prince...*
Soldaer laughs. "I was not! You know I enjoyed being with the rest of our people."
*Two nobles, chilling in a hot tub, five feet apart cause thats how spaces work in dnd 5e*
"Yeah, i'm just teasing ya." She nudges him
*ROFL.*
Soldaer laughs. "I know." He sighs. "There's so much we need to catch up on, Etheaonia. I happen to have some good drinks up in my room if you'd be interested in catching up." he says with a smile.
"Oh i would love a drink right now" SHe nods
Soldaer smiles, and takes her hand, weaving his way to the stairs, and leading her up them. Eventually, he stops before a seemingly plain section of wall that swings open, revealing his room.
The entire room seems to have been carved, no, grown from the inside of a massive birch tree. There's an open balcony to the outside (or at least, what appears to be outside) revealing a massive forest with a multitude of other trees, many of which have similar "houses" grown out of them. A specially treated (both chemically and magically) and grown section of the room along the left wall serves as a fireplace and mantle. Above the mantle are the heads of several different creatures: a couple owlbears, a wyvern, a small purple worm, and, most noticeable of all, a Green Dragon. On the mantle are various small items, including a few books. The walls on either side of the door are lined with floor-to-ceiling bookshelves that seem to be a part of the tree themselves. In the middle of the right wall is a large and ornate bed. At the foot of the bed is an extremely ornate, and obviously locked, trunk. At the corner where the right wall meets the wall with the door in it, there's a small cubby with glass-covered pantries in it. Those pantries are filled with a variety of different bottles and glasses. On either side of the bed is a table with drawers, which also seems to be grown from the tree. Between the bed and the balcony is a large desk and chair.
*Back from PE*
"Woah, this is way fancier than your old house, atleast your room in it." She looks around the room, poking the dragon head, "Wow, guess this is the one."
Soldaer nods, chuckling slightly "Yes, it is." He pulls his whistle out from under his armor and blows it, calling Shade, who comes bounding up the stairs. "You remember shade, don't you Etheaonia?" He says with a slight laugh and Shade immediately runs over to her, tackling her.
*Definitely need a nickname for Etheaonia, lol.*
*....Nia? Idk*
Etheaonia lets out a laugh/yelp as shade tackles her, "You've gotten much bigger kitten,"
*Ethie...Ethy...? Nia could work. Why are nicknames hard? XD*
A low rumbling purr comes from Shade as she headbutts Etheaonia, obviously her equivalent of laughter. It has been a long time.
Soldaer stands over by the bed, laughing.
*Long names mean hard nicknames.*
Nia scratches shade behind the ear, "I've missed the both of you."
"Hey, don't laugh!" Nia says, though laughing herself
*True.*
Shade starts purring, but gets up off of Nia.
"If you don't want me to laugh, then you'd better stop laughing, Nia!" Soldaer says, still laughing, as he starts making his way towards the glass-covered pantries in the corner.
A female elf enters the tavern. They have greyish blue tinted skin and a pair of pale blue eyes with golden flecks in it. She has long hair thats a navy blue color with silver streaks in it. She wears a set of fine clothes, a guitar strapped over her shoulder. she looks around the tavern with a smile, stepping inside fully, a small bag slung over her other shoulder.
*YES! Let the fun begin!*
Soldaer is sitting at the bar, sipping on a glass of Feywine. He glances over before returning to his glass, but quickly does a double take, his eyes going wide.
She's looking down at a small object, before looking around the tavern again
Soldaer gets up, leaving the glass behind on bar and walks over to her. "I'm Soldaer Torrae. You look very much like someone I once knew..."
She smiles, "I better." She lightly punches his arm, "I'm Etheaonia, remember?"
Soldaer laughs, giving her a hug. "Etheaonia! How'd you end up here?!"
"The locals would call it 'walking'" She says, returning the hug
Soldaer laughs, letting her go. "Well, that's a long way to walk, considering we're on different world. We're on Entropy."
"You know i have my ways," She says with a friendly wink
"Indeed you do, Etheaonia." he says with a chuckle. "It's been far too long since I last saw you. Where have you been keeping yourself? I was afraid you were among those killed when that Green Dragon attacked the village."
"Family houses around the continent. Father was aways prepared." She says, "That dragon hasn't turned up in a while though."
"Because I killed it." Soldaer says with a smile. He reaches into one of his braces and pulls out an obviously handcrafted dagger made from a massive tooth with a single large emerald set in the pommel.
"Wha? YOu really are hero of the vilage then," She smiles and hugs him again
Soldaer chuckles, hugging her back. "Yeah. We ended up organizing hunting parties to deal with any other threats after that incident. Wyverns, Fiendish drakes, even a couple Purple worms. The forest for about 50 miles in every direction from the village is safe from anything like that."
"Thats a lot, how strong are ya now?"
Soldaer pulls out of the hug, smiling. "I'm the Chosen of Eilistraee, so..." He chuckles slightly.
"Ah yes, our chozen one" She says it with a very noble accent before giggling, "You were always so serious about it"
*Little does she know that Soldaer is actually the crown prince...*
Soldaer laughs. "I was not! You know I enjoyed being with the rest of our people."
*Two nobles, chilling in a hot tub, five feet apart cause thats how spaces work in dnd 5e*
"Yeah, i'm just teasing ya." She nudges him
*ROFL.*
Soldaer laughs. "I know." He sighs. "There's so much we need to catch up on, Etheaonia. I happen to have some good drinks up in my room if you'd be interested in catching up." he says with a smile.
"Oh i would love a drink right now" SHe nods
Soldaer smiles, and takes her hand, weaving his way to the stairs, and leading her up them. Eventually, he stops before a seemingly plain section of wall that swings open, revealing his room.
The entire room seems to have been carved, no, grown from the inside of a massive birch tree. There's an open balcony to the outside (or at least, what appears to be outside) revealing a massive forest with a multitude of other trees, many of which have similar "houses" grown out of them. A specially treated (both chemically and magically) and grown section of the room along the left wall serves as a fireplace and mantle. Above the mantle are the heads of several different creatures: a couple owlbears, a wyvern, a small purple worm, and, most noticeable of all, a Green Dragon. On the mantle are various small items, including a few books. The walls on either side of the door are lined with floor-to-ceiling bookshelves that seem to be a part of the tree themselves. In the middle of the right wall is a large and ornate bed. At the foot of the bed is an extremely ornate, and obviously locked, trunk. At the corner where the right wall meets the wall with the door in it, there's a small cubby with glass-covered pantries in it. Those pantries are filled with a variety of different bottles and glasses. On either side of the bed is a table with drawers, which also seems to be grown from the tree. Between the bed and the balcony is a large desk and chair.
*Back from PE*
"Woah, this is way fancier than your old house, atleast your room in it." She looks around the room, poking the dragon head, "Wow, guess this is the one."
Soldaer nods, chuckling slightly "Yes, it is." He pulls his whistle out from under his armor and blows it, calling Shade, who comes bounding up the stairs. "You remember shade, don't you Etheaonia?" He says with a slight laugh and Shade immediately runs over to her, tackling her.
*Definitely need a nickname for Etheaonia, lol.*
*....Nia? Idk*
Etheaonia lets out a laugh/yelp as shade tackles her, "You've gotten much bigger kitten,"
*Ethie...Ethy...? Nia could work. Why are nicknames hard? XD*
A low rumbling purr comes from Shade as she headbutts Etheaonia, obviously her equivalent of laughter. It has been a long time.
Soldaer stands over by the bed, laughing.
*Long names mean hard nicknames.*
Nia scratches shade behind the ear, "I've missed the both of you."
"Hey, don't laugh!" Nia says, though laughing herself
*True.*
Shade starts purring, but gets up off of Nia.
"If you don't want me to laugh, then you'd better stop laughing, Nia!" Soldaer says, still laughing, as he starts making his way towards the glass-covered pantries in the corner.
Nia stands, brushing fur off herself, "You try not laughing when tackled by shade!" She giggles, catching her breath before walking over to Soldaer at the pantry
Stroth was in the library, he was working on numerous experiments involving essences of living beings being put in sealed glass orbs.
Lore was reading outside, creating a ritual to commune with the natural world around her.
Adder was outside, walking around.
Yazrin watches her from the branches of a tree, curious.
Lore smiles to herself as her dogs run around her
Yazrin chuckles to himself, and drops down out of the tree, barely even making a sound, before making his way over towards her, a faint smile on his face.
She turns around and smiles "Your not t h a t stealthy my friend"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Yep, saw it coming.*
Tohono's eyes narrow. "Indeed, but my people have no need for material wealth. We live off the land, and trade for that which we cannot get normally."
"How about the library? And depending on what it is you wish to borrow, sure."
Soldaer nods, chuckling slightly "Yes, it is." He pulls his whistle out from under his armor and blows it, calling Shade, who comes bounding up the stairs. "You remember shade, don't you Etheaonia?" He says with a slight laugh and Shade immediately runs over to her, tackling her.
*Definitely need a nickname for Etheaonia, lol.*
*....Nia? Idk*
Etheaonia lets out a laugh/yelp as shade tackles her, "You've gotten much bigger kitten,"
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
Stroth was in the library, he was working on numerous experiments involving essences of living beings being put in sealed glass orbs.
Lore was reading outside, creating a ritual to commune with the natural world around her.
Adder was outside, walking around.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*And now i may bring back revised hunter*
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
*Ethie...Ethy...? Nia could work. Why are nicknames hard? XD*
A low rumbling purr comes from Shade as she headbutts Etheaonia, obviously her equivalent of laughter. It has been a long time.
Soldaer stands over by the bed, laughing.
*The mass of puppies and nicky would be happy to see him*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Yazrin watches her from the branches of a tree, curious.
Lore smiles to herself as her dogs run around her
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Long names mean hard nicknames.*
Nia scratches shade behind the ear, "I've missed the both of you."
"Hey, don't laugh!" Nia says, though laughing herself
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
*Emotions are hard for them."
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
Yazrin chuckles to himself, and drops down out of the tree, barely even making a sound, before making his way over towards her, a faint smile on his face.
*Its so fun to watch tho*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*True.*
Shade starts purring, but gets up off of Nia.
"If you don't want me to laugh, then you'd better stop laughing, Nia!" Soldaer says, still laughing, as he starts making his way towards the glass-covered pantries in the corner.
*On it lol, he shouldn't be hard to bring in.*
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
Nia stands, brushing fur off herself, "You try not laughing when tackled by shade!" She giggles, catching her breath before walking over to Soldaer at the pantry
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
She turns around and smiles "Your not t h a t stealthy my friend"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Thats good to hear, he was a favorite of mine.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*I enjoyed him too, just stopped using him after a while*
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