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
Soldaer smiles as she comes over to join him. He claps his hands twice, and the floor about 10 feet from the bed shifts and seemingly grows a pair of comfortable chairs and an ornate ornate table. "What would you like to drink, Nia? I have just about anything. Soskeolian Brandy, Desmianian Fire Whiskey, Hespelioran rum. I even have few bottles of Blue Wolf vintage Feywine." Nia recognizes this last one as one of the rarest and most expensive vintages of Firantin Feywine.
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"
Yazrin chuckles. "I can be when I want to. I didn't necessarily want to be this time." He says with a smile. "Yazrin Tlin'Orrza at your service, ma'am." he says, crossing his arms over his chest and bowing his head in the Underdark sign of peace and friendship.
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
Soldaer smiles as she comes over to join him. He claps his hands twice, and the floor about 10 feet from the bed shifts and seemingly grows a pair of comfortable chairs and an ornate ornate table. "What would you like to drink, Nia? I have just about anything. Soskeolian Brandy, Desmianian Fire Whiskey, Hespelioran rum. I even have few bottles of Blue Wolf vintage Feywine." Nia recognizes this last one as one of the rarest and most expensive vintages of Firantin Feywine.
"The feywine. Never been able to afford that type of thing like your family could." SHe smiles seiiting at the table
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
Soldaer smiles as she comes over to join him. He claps his hands twice, and the floor about 10 feet from the bed shifts and seemingly grows a pair of comfortable chairs and an ornate ornate table. "What would you like to drink, Nia? I have just about anything. Soskeolian Brandy, Desmianian Fire Whiskey, Hespelioran rum. I even have few bottles of Blue Wolf vintage Feywine." Nia recognizes this last one as one of the rarest and most expensive vintages of Firantin Feywine.
"The feywine. Never been able to afford that type of thing like your family could." SHe smiles siting at the table
Soldaer stops dead in his tracks. My family? Whatever do you mean, Nia? He asks, continuing to move, grabbing one of the bottles out of the pantry and a pair of glasses before making his way over to the table as well.
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Homebrew (Mostly Outdated):Magic Items,Monsters,Spells,Subclasses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Homebrew (Mostly Outdated):Magic Items,Monsters,Spells,Subclasses ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
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
Soldaer smiles as she comes over to join him. He claps his hands twice, and the floor about 10 feet from the bed shifts and seemingly grows a pair of comfortable chairs and an ornate ornate table. "What would you like to drink, Nia? I have just about anything. Soskeolian Brandy, Desmianian Fire Whiskey, Hespelioran rum. I even have few bottles of Blue Wolf vintage Feywine." Nia recognizes this last one as one of the rarest and most expensive vintages of Firantin Feywine.
"The feywine. Never been able to afford that type of thing like your family could." SHe smiles siting at the table
Soldaer stops dead in his tracks. My family? Whatever do you mean, Nia? He asks, continuing to move, grabbing one of the bottles out of the pantry and a pair of glasses before making his way over to the table as well.
"I'm pretty sure i met your caretaker once or twice. They tended to have more expensive items on them." She waves her hand, "Hopefully that wasn't insulting"
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"
Yazrin chuckles. "I can be when I want to. I didn't necessarily want to be this time." He says with a smile. "Yazrin Tlin'Orrza at your service, ma'am." he says, crossing his arms over his chest and bowing his head in the Underdark sign of peace and friendship.
"Mhm, nice to meet you too" she said, picking up her husky-dog nicky
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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! Characters (Outdated)
Mithris shifts into her draconic form and flies up to the nearest window.
Roll perception
*Perception: 18.*
She sees that the window is just barely ajar. On the.inside,.there seems to be a latch, but its currently undone. The room seems to be a rather basic bedroom, with a full size bed, a nightstand, and a dresser.
Mithris shifts to her humanoid form, opens the window, and slips inside.
Shes able to do it easily. Looking around, the room has a single door, the window, and the aforementioned furniture
She opens the door.
She finds herself in another of those rooms with the squares on the floor, and 2 other doors. Though, rather than just a hole in the ceiling to a floor higher, theres also a hole in the floor, below which is the squares on the first floor. In addition, theres a cation sign on the wall with small text
She walks over to the sign and reads it.
'CATION: Do not stand on the red springsquare when not using. Be catious that others may be rising or falling onto it. When using the green to descend, look below before jumping down. When using it to ascend, make sure you check above before using the command word while standing on it(Factory default word: RISE)' Shed notice that the red one on her floor lines up with the green below, and vice versa
She goes back out to the window. "I think I figured out how to go up and down!"
Kalnor looks up, smiling "You have? How?"
"Go back to the squares, step on the green one, and say "rise.""
"Just say the word rise? Nothing else? Ok!" He runs inside, doing so. He shoots up, as.if fired out of.a cannon, and lands on the red.square next to.him, which bounces and.breaks his momentum
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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! Characters (Outdated)
"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."
"Sure... And would it be okay if I take something out of the lair to copy? Like generally, would that be possible?"
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*Two hits. Does he try to see what the creature is?*
*Yes.*
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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! Characters (Outdated)
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."
Lysander sighs and chuckles. "Wealth is not always material. Have you met the corrupters? The devils?"
*Did he ever tell Soldaer why he wants Asmodues dead?*
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
Soldaer smiles as she comes over to join him. He claps his hands twice, and the floor about 10 feet from the bed shifts and seemingly grows a pair of comfortable chairs and an ornate ornate table. "What would you like to drink, Nia? I have just about anything. Soskeolian Brandy, Desmianian Fire Whiskey, Hespelioran rum. I even have few bottles of Blue Wolf vintage Feywine." Nia recognizes this last one as one of the rarest and most expensive vintages of Firantin Feywine.
"The feywine. Never been able to afford that type of thing like your family could." SHe smiles siting at the table
Soldaer stops dead in his tracks. My family? Whatever do you mean, Nia? He asks, continuing to move, grabbing one of the bottles out of the pantry and a pair of glasses before making his way over to the table as well.
"I'm pretty sure i met your caretaker once or twice. They tended to have more expensive items on them." She waves her hand, "Hopefully that wasn't insulting"
Soldaer chuckles. "My caretaker...I don't think you know exactly who I am, Nia." He says, shaking his head slightly while pouring them each a glass of the Feywine.
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"
Yazrin chuckles. "I can be when I want to. I didn't necessarily want to be this time." He says with a smile. "Yazrin Tlin'Orrza at your service, ma'am." he says, crossing his arms over his chest and bowing his head in the Underdark sign of peace and friendship.
"Mhm, nice to meet you too" she said, picking up her husky-dog nicky
Yazrin smiles, making his way over to her other dog, scratching it behind the ears.
Mithris shifts into her draconic form and flies up to the nearest window.
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She sees that the window is just barely ajar. On the.inside,.there seems to be a latch, but its currently undone. The room seems to be a rather basic bedroom, with a full size bed, a nightstand, and a dresser.
Mithris shifts to her humanoid form, opens the window, and slips inside.
Shes able to do it easily. Looking around, the room has a single door, the window, and the aforementioned furniture
She opens the door.
She finds herself in another of those rooms with the squares on the floor, and 2 other doors. Though, rather than just a hole in the ceiling to a floor higher, theres also a hole in the floor, below which is the squares on the first floor. In addition, theres a cation sign on the wall with small text
She walks over to the sign and reads it.
'CATION: Do not stand on the red springsquare when not using. Be catious that others may be rising or falling onto it. When using the green to descend, look below before jumping down. When using it to ascend, make sure you check above before using the command word while standing on it(Factory default word: RISE)' Shed notice that the red one on her floor lines up with the green below, and vice versa
She goes back out to the window. "I think I figured out how to go up and down!"
Kalnor looks up, smiling "You have? How?"
"Go back to the squares, step on the green one, and say "rise.""
"Just say the word rise? Nothing else? Ok!" He runs inside, doing so. He shoots up, as.if fired out of.a cannon, and lands on the red.square next to.him, which bounces and.breaks his momentum
"Now we can travel up and down without having to climb through windows."
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"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."
"Sure... And would it be okay if I take something out of the lair to copy? Like generally, would that be possible?"
Phantom starts leading Yacatl back towards where the armory was. "Yeah, sure. Just be careful. I don't want anything broken, ok?"
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
Soldaer smiles as she comes over to join him. He claps his hands twice, and the floor about 10 feet from the bed shifts and seemingly grows a pair of comfortable chairs and an ornate ornate table. "What would you like to drink, Nia? I have just about anything. Soskeolian Brandy, Desmianian Fire Whiskey, Hespelioran rum. I even have few bottles of Blue Wolf vintage Feywine." Nia recognizes this last one as one of the rarest and most expensive vintages of Firantin Feywine.
"The feywine. Never been able to afford that type of thing like your family could." SHe smiles siting at the table
Soldaer stops dead in his tracks. My family? Whatever do you mean, Nia? He asks, continuing to move, grabbing one of the bottles out of the pantry and a pair of glasses before making his way over to the table as well.
"I'm pretty sure i met your caretaker once or twice. They tended to have more expensive items on them." She waves her hand, "Hopefully that wasn't insulting"
Soldaer chuckles. "My caretaker...I don't think you know exactly who I am, Nia." He says, shaking his head slightly while pouring them each a glass of the Feywine.
"You were secretive." She sips some of the wine, "I have no clue how you managed to make me enjoy your presence, you barely talked at the time. And yet you used that weird charming face o' yours"
Soldaer smiles as she comes over to join him. He claps his hands twice, and the floor about 10 feet from the bed shifts and seemingly grows a pair of comfortable chairs and an ornate ornate table. "What would you like to drink, Nia? I have just about anything. Soskeolian Brandy, Desmianian Fire Whiskey, Hespelioran rum. I even have few bottles of Blue Wolf vintage Feywine." Nia recognizes this last one as one of the rarest and most expensive vintages of Firantin Feywine.
Yazrin chuckles. "I can be when I want to. I didn't necessarily want to be this time." He says with a smile. "Yazrin Tlin'Orrza at your service, ma'am." he says, crossing his arms over his chest and bowing his head in the Underdark sign of peace and friendship.
"The feywine. Never been able to afford that type of thing like your family could." SHe smiles seiiting at the table
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Soldaer stops dead in his tracks. My family? Whatever do you mean, Nia? He asks, continuing to move, grabbing one of the bottles out of the pantry and a pair of glasses before making his way over to the table as well.
*Hello!*
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"I'm pretty sure i met your caretaker once or twice. They tended to have more expensive items on them." She waves her hand, "Hopefully that wasn't insulting"
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"Mhm, nice to meet you too" she said, picking up her husky-dog nicky
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Not too much. Soldaer's old crush from his homeland showed up, Meroving is back, Lore is back, I introed a goliath...*
*Hi. I'm back*
Alecto is playing cards
Yacatl is carving something
Lysander is drinking
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Hi!*
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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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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"Sure... And would it be okay if I take something out of the lair to copy? Like generally, would that be possible?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
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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Lysander sighs and chuckles. "Wealth is not always material. Have you met the corrupters? The devils?"
*Did he ever tell Soldaer why he wants Asmodues dead?*
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Soldaer chuckles. "My caretaker...I don't think you know exactly who I am, Nia." He says, shaking his head slightly while pouring them each a glass of the Feywine.
Yazrin smiles, making his way over to her other dog, scratching it behind the ears.
"Now we can travel up and down without having to climb through windows."
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Phantom starts leading Yacatl back towards where the armory was. "Yeah, sure. Just be careful. I don't want anything broken, ok?"
"You were secretive." She sips some of the wine, "I have no clue how you managed to make me enjoy your presence, you barely talked at the time. And yet you used that weird charming face o' yours"
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
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