A woman bursts through the tavern door, marching forwards standing very straight. She wears rather expensive looking clothing, and has medium length light brown hair. She carries a backpack, and wears strange goggles on her forehead. She sits quickly, looking around with a smile that seems friendly, but also relieved
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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 Characters (Outdated)
"That doesn't sound good, but uh, he seems fine, just like no memory of what his life was before, His name is Barachiel, I don't know where he is but you could always check my room, tell him your a friend of mine if you do decide to talk to him."
Atemos nodded. “I’ll leave you to settle in the room for now. Just push all my stuff to the corner.”
Atemos walks over to Valian’s room and knocks.
No one answers.
*Barachiel is downstairs.*
Atemos goes downstairs. “Barachiel?”
An angel with stained red wings looks up at Atemos.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
A woman bursts through the tavern door, marching forwards standing very straight. She wears rather expensive looking clothing, and has medium length light brown hair. She carries a backpack, and wears strange goggles on her forehead. She sits quickly, looking around with a smile that seems friendly, but also relieved
Brishka hops down from the roof & walks in behind her, "Whats the matter?" *seen their intro?*
"That doesn't sound good, but uh, he seems fine, just like no memory of what his life was before, His name is Barachiel, I don't know where he is but you could always check my room, tell him your a friend of mine if you do decide to talk to him."
Atemos nodded. “I’ll leave you to settle in the room for now. Just push all my stuff to the corner.”
Atemos walks over to Valian’s room and knocks.
He just clears an area to put two bean bags next to each other, if there's only one he moves it by the punching bag.
The remains of the punching bag are in the corner next to some books. One is in Abyssal script and the others look like medical textbooks.
He takes a closer look at the medical one "Whats this?"
It’s detailing cardiovascular surgery and something about workflows. Atemos can’t hear him bc he’s downstairs at the moment.
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A woman bursts through the tavern door, marching forwards standing very straight. She wears rather expensive looking clothing, and has medium length light brown hair. She carries a backpack, and wears strange goggles on her forehead. She sits quickly, looking around with a smile that seems friendly, but also relieved
Atemos waves. “Welcome to the tavern.”
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
A woman bursts through the tavern door, marching forwards standing very straight. She wears rather expensive looking clothing, and has medium length light brown hair. She carries a backpack, and wears strange goggles on her forehead. She sits quickly, looking around with a smile that seems friendly, but also relieved
Brishka hops down from the roof & walks in behind her, "Whats the matter?" *seen their intro?*
*Nope* "Whatever do you mean? Nothing is the matter"
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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)
"That doesn't sound good, but uh, he seems fine, just like no memory of what his life was before, His name is Barachiel, I don't know where he is but you could always check my room, tell him your a friend of mine if you do decide to talk to him."
Atemos nodded. “I’ll leave you to settle in the room for now. Just push all my stuff to the corner.”
Atemos walks over to Valian’s room and knocks.
No one answers.
*Barachiel is downstairs.*
Atemos goes downstairs. “Barachiel?”
An angel with stained red wings looks up at Atemos.
“I’m a friend of Valian’s. You’re having memory issues?”
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Stroth was inside, He was watching maps, that were held up by invisible forces, circle around him while trying to figure how the ingredients he needed were being stolen from their spots in the world. He rubbed his eyes, he had been awake all night and had not one spot of rest. The places had no meaning, no specialties, they were just places in the world. He unstuck a ruby pin that was stuck in one of the maps and sighed, messing with it.
Lore sat outside. She was in the middle of a field of yellow wildflowers with her dogs who ran around, nipping at bugs in the air around them. Lore had two ethereal books open besides her, floating in mid air. She sipped tea while reading them carefully as a form of a ethereal centaur made of metal appeared besides her. The two seemed to speak to each other in some sort of language. (Anyone who comes to her is in stealth mode because she doesn't notice them)
*Even an ethereal being?*
*The centaur is a form of genesis, The books are tangible objects of her own knowledge*
And another book in the distance is floating around a ghost, one of a wood elf wearing a really old design of a Bard outfit, floating horizontally towards Lore's relative location.
the centaur-thing turns its head and narrows its golden pinpoint like eyes. It informs Lore of this as she turns her head to see.
He notices from the top of his view, moving himself so that he floats upright waving happily as he floats closer.
A woman bursts through the tavern door, marching forwards standing very straight. She wears rather expensive looking clothing, and has medium length light brown hair. She carries a backpack, and wears strange goggles on her forehead. She sits quickly, looking around with a smile that seems friendly, but also relieved
Atemos waves. “Welcome to the tavern.”
"Thank you" She smiles "Who exactly are you?"
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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)
A woman bursts through the tavern door, marching forwards standing very straight. She wears rather expensive looking clothing, and has medium length light brown hair. She carries a backpack, and wears strange goggles on her forehead. She sits quickly, looking around with a smile that seems friendly, but also relieved
Atemos waves. “Welcome to the tavern.”
"Thank you" She smiles "Who exactly are you?"
“Atemos, at your service.” He bowed dramatically. “You seem like you’re in a rush.”
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
A woman bursts through the tavern door, marching forwards standing very straight. She wears rather expensive looking clothing, and has medium length light brown hair. She carries a backpack, and wears strange goggles on her forehead. She sits quickly, looking around with a smile that seems friendly, but also relieved
Atemos waves. “Welcome to the tavern.”
"Thank you" She smiles "Who exactly are you?"
“Atemos, at your service.” He bowed dramatically. “You seem like you’re in a rush.”
"Greetings, Atemos." She did a curtsey back, not seeming to think this was unusual "I suppose I was trying to get here a bit quickly"
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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)
A woman bursts through the tavern door, marching forwards standing very straight. She wears rather expensive looking clothing, and has medium length light brown hair. She carries a backpack, and wears strange goggles on her forehead. She sits quickly, looking around with a smile that seems friendly, but also relieved
Brishka hops down from the roof & walks in behind her, "Whats the matter?" *seen their intro?*
*Nope* "Whatever do you mean? Nothing is the matter"
*here*
A figure is by the void wall, 7'5" & dark clothing, if one were to inspect them or take a closer look, It is a goliath wearing Navy Blue formal wear, specifically a coat with three silver threads that clip to the other side, underneath a shirt that looks that one of a general, with simple dress trousers of the same blue, & thick army boots, all with sliver accents & look of quite the price. Them themselves have a steel like stone coloured skin, dark brown eyes and semi-chiseled features. It doesn't take to much to guess that they are of high status, from posture to look. They place down a backpack, brown but excellently made, & they stand there, looking around.
They continue to talk their thick Russian accent & deep-ish voice "You ran in like there was a dragon chasing you." They stand upright, forearms on top one another behind their back.
A woman bursts through the tavern door, marching forwards standing very straight. She wears rather expensive looking clothing, and has medium length light brown hair. She carries a backpack, and wears strange goggles on her forehead. She sits quickly, looking around with a smile that seems friendly, but also relieved
Atemos waves. “Welcome to the tavern.”
"Thank you" She smiles "Who exactly are you?"
“Atemos, at your service.” He bowed dramatically. “You seem like you’re in a rush.”
"Greetings, Atemos." She did a curtsey back, not seeming to think this was unusual "I suppose I was trying to get here a bit quickly"
“Is something wrong? I can get you a drink if you’d like.”
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Stroth was inside, He was watching maps, that were held up by invisible forces, circle around him while trying to figure how the ingredients he needed were being stolen from their spots in the world. He rubbed his eyes, he had been awake all night and had not one spot of rest. The places had no meaning, no specialties, they were just places in the world. He unstuck a ruby pin that was stuck in one of the maps and sighed, messing with it.
Lore sat outside. She was in the middle of a field of yellow wildflowers with her dogs who ran around, nipping at bugs in the air around them. Lore had two ethereal books open besides her, floating in mid air. She sipped tea while reading them carefully as a form of a ethereal centaur made of metal appeared besides her. The two seemed to speak to each other in some sort of language. (Anyone who comes to her is in stealth mode because she doesn't notice them)
*Even an ethereal being?*
*The centaur is a form of genesis, The books are tangible objects of her own knowledge*
And another book in the distance is floating around a ghost, one of a wood elf wearing a really old design of a Bard outfit, floating horizontally towards Lore's relative location.
the centaur-thing turns its head and narrows its golden pinpoint like eyes. It informs Lore of this as she turns her head to see.
He notices from the top of his view, moving himself so that he floats upright waving happily as he floats closer.
The books and centaur disappear into thing air, like mist. Lore stands up and dusts herself off.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"That doesn't sound good, but uh, he seems fine, just like no memory of what his life was before, His name is Barachiel, I don't know where he is but you could always check my room, tell him your a friend of mine if you do decide to talk to him."
Atemos nodded. “I’ll leave you to settle in the room for now. Just push all my stuff to the corner.”
Atemos walks over to Valian’s room and knocks.
He just clears an area to put two bean bags next to each other, if there's only one he moves it by the punching bag.
The remains of the punching bag are in the corner next to some books. One is in Abyssal script and the others look like medical textbooks.
He takes a closer look at the medical one "Whats this?"
It’s detailing cardiovascular surgery and something about workflows. Atemos can’t hear him bc he’s downstairs at the moment.
He eyes it with a little suspicion, before putting it down & leaving to go on about his day.
A woman bursts through the tavern door, marching forwards standing very straight. She wears rather expensive looking clothing, and has medium length light brown hair. She carries a backpack, and wears strange goggles on her forehead. She sits quickly, looking around with a smile that seems friendly, but also relieved
Brishka hops down from the roof & walks in behind her, "Whats the matter?" *seen their intro?*
*Nope* "Whatever do you mean? Nothing is the matter"
*here*
A figure is by the void wall, 7'5" & dark clothing, if one were to inspect them or take a closer look, It is a goliath wearing Navy Blue formal wear, specifically a coat with three silver threads that clip to the other side, underneath a shirt that looks that one of a general, with simple dress trousers of the same blue, & thick army boots, all with sliver accents & look of quite the price. Them themselves have a steel like stone coloured skin, dark brown eyes and semi-chiseled features. It doesn't take to much to guess that they are of high status, from posture to look. They place down a backpack, brown but excellently made, & they stand there, looking around.
They continue to talk their thick Russian accent & deep-ish voice "You ran in like there was a dragon chasing you." They stand upright, forearms on top one another behind their back.
"A dragon? Why exactly would one be chasing me?"
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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)
"Months, years....I can't remember how long I've known I loved you, Nia." Soldaer says, his green eyes flashing.
"I thought i was the suave one, jeez." She laughs, "I remember when we were kids, you were so serious compared to now. I could barely convince you to join me on stuff."
Soldaer laughs. "And I seem to remember a certain young girl following me around like a puppy."
"You were like, the only normal guy i knew, what did you expect me to do," She giggles
Soldaer laughs. "Are you sure that's not the only reason....?" He says teasingly.
"You were also rich." She jokes, "and handsome, and kind, and more."
Soldaer laughs again. "And you know full well that I didn't care about my family's money. As for the others..." He grins "Guilty as charged."
"If i could send you to prison, it would be for stealing my heart. And the actual larceny."
Soldaer laughs. "We'd still be cellmates, because you stole mine long ago." He says, his eyes practically glowing with love.
"Pfft, you are so cheesy," She pokes his side
Soldaer laughs. "But you like it, and don't try denying it."
"I'm not denying anything. I enjoyed your cheesyness since we first met."
Soldaer chuckles, yawning a little. "It's getting a bit late. I'd say it's time to turn in, wouldn't you? I can sleep in one of the chairs or on the floor tonight. You get the bed, Nia."
"No, your bed. I can't take that away. I think i have a sleeping bag in my satchel."
"Nia......No, you're getting the bed, even if I have to carry you over to it." Soldaer says, a slightly mischievous glint in his eyes.
Nia looks at him, "How about you join me then."
Soldaer looks surprised. "ummm...I...wasn't expecting that, Nia." He says with a nervous chuckle. "But if you insist, who am I to refuse a beautiful woman such as yourself?"
"I don't want ya sleeping on the floor, and ya won't let me take a sleeping bag sooo," She shrugs and smiles warmly, "We can share."
Soldaer laughs. "Alright, fine, Nia. We can both sleep in the bed. It's not like it isn't big enough or anything." he says with a chuckle.
"I'm small and compact." She winks, "And i can just sleep on top of you."
Soldaer's eyes go a little wide, and he blushes slightly at that. "Alright..." he says. He stands up, picking Nia up too. "Wasn't kidding about carrying you though!" He says with a grin as he makes his way to the bed, where he gently lays her down before walking around to the other side and climbing in himself.
*BY GODS HE"S DONE IT!*
Nia blushes a bit, "Well aren't you gentle for a dragon slayer." She murmers
Soldaer chuckles. "Told you I could be gentle when I wanted to." He says softly, giving her a quick kiss.
A woman bursts through the tavern door, marching forwards standing very straight. She wears rather expensive looking clothing, and has medium length light brown hair. She carries a backpack, and wears strange goggles on her forehead. She sits quickly, looking around with a smile that seems friendly, but also relieved
Atemos waves. “Welcome to the tavern.”
"Thank you" She smiles "Who exactly are you?"
“Atemos, at your service.” He bowed dramatically. “You seem like you’re in a rush.”
"Greetings, Atemos." She did a curtsey back, not seeming to think this was unusual "I suppose I was trying to get here a bit quickly"
“Is something wrong? I can get you a drink if you’d like.”
She smiles "Nothing is wrong currently. Though a drink would be nice"
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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)
A woman bursts through the tavern door, marching forwards standing very straight. She wears rather expensive looking clothing, and has medium length light brown hair. She carries a backpack, and wears strange goggles on her forehead. She sits quickly, looking around with a smile that seems friendly, but also relieved
Atemos waves. “Welcome to the tavern.”
"Thank you" She smiles "Who exactly are you?"
“Atemos, at your service.” He bowed dramatically. “You seem like you’re in a rush.”
"Greetings, Atemos." She did a curtsey back, not seeming to think this was unusual "I suppose I was trying to get here a bit quickly"
“Is something wrong? I can get you a drink if you’d like.”
She smiles "Nothing is wrong currently. Though a drink would be nice"
“I never caught your name by the way.” Atemos hands her a glass of strawberry champagne.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"Months, years....I can't remember how long I've known I loved you, Nia." Soldaer says, his green eyes flashing.
"I thought i was the suave one, jeez." She laughs, "I remember when we were kids, you were so serious compared to now. I could barely convince you to join me on stuff."
Soldaer laughs. "And I seem to remember a certain young girl following me around like a puppy."
"You were like, the only normal guy i knew, what did you expect me to do," She giggles
Soldaer laughs. "Are you sure that's not the only reason....?" He says teasingly.
"You were also rich." She jokes, "and handsome, and kind, and more."
Soldaer laughs again. "And you know full well that I didn't care about my family's money. As for the others..." He grins "Guilty as charged."
"If i could send you to prison, it would be for stealing my heart. And the actual larceny."
Soldaer laughs. "We'd still be cellmates, because you stole mine long ago." He says, his eyes practically glowing with love.
"Pfft, you are so cheesy," She pokes his side
Soldaer laughs. "But you like it, and don't try denying it."
"I'm not denying anything. I enjoyed your cheesyness since we first met."
Soldaer chuckles, yawning a little. "It's getting a bit late. I'd say it's time to turn in, wouldn't you? I can sleep in one of the chairs or on the floor tonight. You get the bed, Nia."
"No, your bed. I can't take that away. I think i have a sleeping bag in my satchel."
"Nia......No, you're getting the bed, even if I have to carry you over to it." Soldaer says, a slightly mischievous glint in his eyes.
Nia looks at him, "How about you join me then."
Soldaer looks surprised. "ummm...I...wasn't expecting that, Nia." He says with a nervous chuckle. "But if you insist, who am I to refuse a beautiful woman such as yourself?"
"I don't want ya sleeping on the floor, and ya won't let me take a sleeping bag sooo," She shrugs and smiles warmly, "We can share."
Soldaer laughs. "Alright, fine, Nia. We can both sleep in the bed. It's not like it isn't big enough or anything." he says with a chuckle.
"I'm small and compact." She winks, "And i can just sleep on top of you."
Soldaer's eyes go a little wide, and he blushes slightly at that. "Alright..." he says. He stands up, picking Nia up too. "Wasn't kidding about carrying you though!" He says with a grin as he makes his way to the bed, where he gently lays her down before walking around to the other side and climbing in himself.
*BY GODS HE"S DONE IT!*
Nia blushes a bit, "Well aren't you gentle for a dragon slayer." She murmers
Soldaer chuckles. "Told you I could be gentle when I wanted to." He says softly, giving her a quick kiss.
*PM. Pls*
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A woman bursts through the tavern door, marching forwards standing very straight. She wears rather expensive looking clothing, and has medium length light brown hair. She carries a backpack, and wears strange goggles on her forehead. She sits quickly, looking around with a smile that seems friendly, but also relieved
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)
An angel with stained red wings looks up at Atemos.
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Brishka hops down from the roof & walks in behind her, "Whats the matter?" *seen their intro?*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
It’s detailing cardiovascular surgery and something about workflows. Atemos can’t hear him bc he’s downstairs at the moment.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Atemos waves. “Welcome to the tavern.”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*Nope* "Whatever do you mean? Nothing is the matter"
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)
“I’m a friend of Valian’s. You’re having memory issues?”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
He notices from the top of his view, moving himself so that he floats upright waving happily as he floats closer.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Thank you" She smiles "Who exactly are you?"
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)
“Atemos, at your service.” He bowed dramatically. “You seem like you’re in a rush.”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"Greetings, Atemos." She did a curtsey back, not seeming to think this was unusual "I suppose I was trying to get here a bit quickly"
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)
*here*
A figure is by the void wall, 7'5" & dark clothing, if one were to inspect them or take a closer look, It is a goliath wearing Navy Blue formal wear, specifically a coat with three silver threads that clip to the other side, underneath a shirt that looks that one of a general, with simple dress trousers of the same blue, & thick army boots, all with sliver accents & look of quite the price. Them themselves have a steel like stone coloured skin, dark brown eyes and semi-chiseled features. It doesn't take to much to guess that they are of high status, from posture to look. They place down a backpack, brown but excellently made, & they stand there, looking around.
They continue to talk their thick Russian accent & deep-ish voice "You ran in like there was a dragon chasing you." They stand upright, forearms on top one another behind their back.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
“Is something wrong? I can get you a drink if you’d like.”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
The books and centaur disappear into thing air, like mist. Lore stands up and dusts herself off.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He eyes it with a little suspicion, before putting it down & leaving to go on about his day.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"A dragon? Why exactly would one be chasing me?"
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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Soldaer chuckles. "Told you I could be gentle when I wanted to." He says softly, giving her a quick kiss.
She smiles "Nothing is wrong currently. Though a drink would be nice"
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)
“I never caught your name by the way.” Atemos hands her a glass of strawberry champagne.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*PM. Pls*
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)