He nods "Yeah... Ive... Never actually used any kitchen equipment before."
"I haven't very much, either."
"Then... Should we maybe both try learning, sometime?"
"If you want to. But didn't you win that baking contest?"
"It was less baking something necessarily good, and more... Seeing how well we could improv. We had normal instructions, but things were not really going normal, so we had to adapt the instructions!"
"That makes sense. You're good at coming up with things."
He smiles, slightly embarrassed "Nowhere near as good as you"
She shakes her head. "That isn't true. Let's look around."
He nods "Ok!" He begins going through cabinets and drawers, and eventually opens a large box that lets out cold air
"Do you know what that is?"
"Nope... The tag inside says 'refridgerator'"
"That's strange. Maybe E will know?"
"Maybe... I wonder what a cold box is good for..."
"Maybe stopping things from melting?"
He thinks before nodding "Thatd make a lot of sense! I think theres one more room after this one... Do you want to check that, or explore more here? Maybe try to find another secret room?"
"Let's look around a bit more, first."
"Ok!" Feel free to roll perception or investigation
*Perception: 11.*
Theres a small chain hanging down from the cieling
*D&DBeyond dice roller hates me...*
She jumps up and pulls on the chain.
As she does, a piece of the roof above the stove/oven opens up
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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 Characters (Outdated)
Drow, a cold voice whispers in Yazrin's mind. You wished to talk?
Xorius, I presume. I believe it was rather you who wished to talk to me, at least after you found out that I do harbor some rather strong hatred for Lloth.
Perhaps. But we do have a common enemy. Which can be useful.
True. What exactly did you wish to discuss? And I would prefer if you referred to me by name. I am Yazrin Tlin'Orrza.
Very well, Yazrin Tlin'Orrza. I believe we can come to an arrangement- nothing too drastic on either side.
"So a troublemaker that doesn't know right from wrong thinks stealing a living breathing person is okay? I lived a rough life, too. But that's..." Riley goes quiet and stares at the grass.
*Hint hint hint...*
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The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that... "Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent* "Eliksni must rise...yes?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
Drow, a cold voice whispers in Yazrin's mind. You wished to talk?
Xorius, I presume. I believe it was rather you who wished to talk to me, at least after you found out that I do harbor some rather strong hatred for Lloth.
Perhaps. But we do have a common enemy. Which can be useful.
True. What exactly did you wish to discuss? And I would prefer if you referred to me by name. I am Yazrin Tlin'Orrza.
Very well, Yazrin Tlin'Orrza. I believe we can come to an arrangement- nothing too drastic on either side.
Indeed? What sort of arrangement?
Perhaps you can... steer some of your comrades at that little tavern in the direction of the Nine Hells, and in return, I will help persuade the other archdevils to make more aggressive actions against Lolth.
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"Oh, poor Atemos." Riley nudged him again. "You're what? A Demon Lord, right? That means you had to be smart enough to do literally all the things in the Abyss. You're also smart enough to know when to break away from relationships that aren't right for you and find the one that's perfect. Not only that, but you managed to punch an Archdevil in the face without receiving severe repercussions. I'd say you're just one step away from being a genius."
”I’d say a solid 90% of my decisions end in some kind of terrible consequence. But.. thank you.” He rubbed his head, closing his eyes. “And I won’t be a demon lord for much longer anyways.”
"Well then that gives you time to relax and think and reevaluate your future." Riley pulls Atemos into a hug. "No matter what you do...you will always be my son." She says softly. "Making mistakes kinda runs in the family, but you were never one of them."
Atemos blinks for a moment. “Wh..what?” He looks confused but leans into the hug, exhaling.
"Woah!" Riley laughs. "Was not expecting you to react like that..." She giggles. "Alright, I think it's story time- I'll keep it short. I fell in love with a guy who I thought fell in love with me. Turns out, he wasn't. As soon as he found out I was having you, he walked out. But I was fine. Being Queen is a nice plan b, so life was pretty comfortable. But, a few days after you were born, one of my siblings stole you out of jealously. Seeing as you were technically a bastard- but my lovely Demon Lord bastard -they felt cheated out, so they got rid of their competition. I found out and banished them, but I could never find you. Long story short, I screwed with time, pausing my aging for forever as far as I'm concerned, but it turned out I didn't need forever to find you."
Yazrin's still just standing there, very much so confused.
"You're wonderful, by the way." Riley walks two fingers up Yazrin's chest before taking a seat again.
Yazrin chuckles and smiles, obviously still a bit confused, but he sits down next to her.
"So a troublemaker that doesn't know right from wrong thinks stealing a living breathing person is okay? I lived a rough life, too. But that's..." Riley goes quiet and stares at the grass.
Drow, a cold voice whispers in Yazrin's mind. You wished to talk?
Xorius, I presume. I believe it was rather you who wished to talk to me, at least after you found out that I do harbor some rather strong hatred for Lloth.
Perhaps. But we do have a common enemy. Which can be useful.
True. What exactly did you wish to discuss? And I would prefer if you referred to me by name. I am Yazrin Tlin'Orrza.
Very well, Yazrin Tlin'Orrza. I believe we can come to an arrangement- nothing too drastic on either side.
Indeed? What sort of arrangement?
Perhaps you can... steer some of your comrades at that little tavern in the direction of the Nine Hells, and in return, I will help persuade the other archdevils to make more aggressive actions against Lolth.
Yazrin goes silent for a minute, before continuing. I may be able to convince a few although it would be difficult. Many here actually like Atemos, and/or owe allegiance to one or more gods. He goes silent for a little longer. Give me time to think on this. Yes, I hate Lloth, but I have had few friends in my life and will not risk those friendships I have started forging. I'm sure one as wise and ancient as yourself can understand that.
Drow, a cold voice whispers in Yazrin's mind. You wished to talk?
Xorius, I presume. I believe it was rather you who wished to talk to me, at least after you found out that I do harbor some rather strong hatred for Lloth.
Perhaps. But we do have a common enemy. Which can be useful.
True. What exactly did you wish to discuss? And I would prefer if you referred to me by name. I am Yazrin Tlin'Orrza.
Very well, Yazrin Tlin'Orrza. I believe we can come to an arrangement- nothing too drastic on either side.
Indeed? What sort of arrangement?
Perhaps you can... steer some of your comrades at that little tavern in the direction of the Nine Hells, and in return, I will help persuade the other archdevils to make more aggressive actions against Lolth.
Yazrin goes silent for a minute, before continuing. I may be able to convince a few although it would be difficult. Many here actually like Atemos, and/or owe allegiance to one or more gods. He goes silent for a little longer. Give me time to think on this. Yes, I hate Lloth, but I have had few friends in my life and will not risk those friendships I have started forging. I'm sure one as wise and ancient as yourself can understand that.
When you're more aged and wise, you'll learn that friendship is a lie. That those you trust most will betray you if it benefits them. They only keep you around because they can manipulate you... for now.
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He nods "Yeah... Ive... Never actually used any kitchen equipment before."
"I haven't very much, either."
"Then... Should we maybe both try learning, sometime?"
"If you want to. But didn't you win that baking contest?"
"It was less baking something necessarily good, and more... Seeing how well we could improv. We had normal instructions, but things were not really going normal, so we had to adapt the instructions!"
"That makes sense. You're good at coming up with things."
He smiles, slightly embarrassed "Nowhere near as good as you"
She shakes her head. "That isn't true. Let's look around."
He nods "Ok!" He begins going through cabinets and drawers, and eventually opens a large box that lets out cold air
"Do you know what that is?"
"Nope... The tag inside says 'refridgerator'"
"That's strange. Maybe E will know?"
"Maybe... I wonder what a cold box is good for..."
"Maybe stopping things from melting?"
He thinks before nodding "Thatd make a lot of sense! I think theres one more room after this one... Do you want to check that, or explore more here? Maybe try to find another secret room?"
"Let's look around a bit more, first."
"Ok!" Feel free to roll perception or investigation
*Perception: 11.*
Theres a small chain hanging down from the cieling
*D&DBeyond dice roller hates me...*
She jumps up and pulls on the chain.
As she does, a piece of the roof above the stove/oven opens up
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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)
Krathian is flipping a carved wooden rod in his hands, around the middle in a band of letters is written a string of letters incomprehensible to any without the aid of magic: "Lisahndr"
Fin is resting his eyes in the main room.
Turin is pickpocketing another elf, annoyed at his earlier failure.
Steve is recovering from a weird morning and a depressing day.
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
Krathian is flipping a carved wooden rod in his hands, around the middle in a band of letters is written a string of letters incomprehensible to any without the aid of magic: "Lisahndr"
Fin is resting his eyes in the main room.
Turin is pickpocketing another elf, annoyed at his earlier failure.
Steve is recovering from a weird morning and a depressing day.
Vinx's sharp eyes notice Turin. There is a large metal goat standing next to Vinx. Vinx walks over and taps Turin on the shoulder. "Should you be doing that?" Vinx is a short changeling with pale purple hair.
*description?*
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Krathian is flipping a carved wooden rod in his hands, around the middle in a band of letters is written a string of letters incomprehensible to any without the aid of magic: "Lisahndr"
Fin is resting his eyes in the main room.
Turin is pickpocketing another elf, annoyed at his earlier failure.
Steve is recovering from a weird morning and a depressing day.
Soldaer's voice enters his mind. Don't even think about stealing from Etheaonia again. This is your one warning, dwarf.
Krathian is flipping a carved wooden rod in his hands, around the middle in a band of letters is written a string of letters incomprehensible to any without the aid of magic: "Lisahndr"
Fin is resting his eyes in the main room.
Turin is pickpocketing another elf, annoyed at his earlier failure.
Steve is recovering from a weird morning and a depressing day.
[[ since elendon never gave me a definite answer ]]
A 20 something year old guy with padded hands [[ like a raccoon]] pointed raccoon ears where regular ears would be and a giant raccoon tail, grabs Turin’s hand, “that’s not very nice” his voice sounded like it was coming from a crackling radio
Krathian is flipping a carved wooden rod in his hands, around the middle in a band of letters is written a string of letters incomprehensible to any without the aid of magic: "Lisahndr"
Fin is resting his eyes in the main room.
Turin is pickpocketing another elf, annoyed at his earlier failure.
Steve is recovering from a weird morning and a depressing day.
Vinx's sharp eyes notice Turin. There is a large metal goat standing next to Vinx. Vinx walks over and taps Turin on the shoulder. "Should you be doing that?" Vinx is a short changeling with pale purple hair.
*description?*
*Short, shabby-looking dwarf with thick round eyeglasses and a short brown beard. His hair is tied back in a small bun.*
"Probably not. That has no bearing on whether I will, however." he speaks with a prominent cockney accent.
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
Krathian is flipping a carved wooden rod in his hands, around the middle in a band of letters is written a string of letters incomprehensible to any without the aid of magic: "Lisahndr"
Fin is resting his eyes in the main room.
Turin is pickpocketing another elf, annoyed at his earlier failure.
Steve is recovering from a weird morning and a depressing day.
[[ since elendon never gave me a definite answer ]]
A 20 something year old guy with padded hands [[ like a raccoon]] pointed raccoon ears where regular ears would be and a giant raccoon tail, grabs Turin’s hand, “that’s not very nice” his voice sounded like it was coming from a crackling radio
Krathian is flipping a carved wooden rod in his hands, around the middle in a band of letters is written a string of letters incomprehensible to any without the aid of magic: "Lisahndr"
Fin is resting his eyes in the main room.
Turin is pickpocketing another elf, annoyed at his earlier failure.
Steve is recovering from a weird morning and a depressing day.
Soldaer's voice enters his mind. Don't even think about stealing from Etheaonia again. This is your one warning, dwarf.
Krathian is flipping a carved wooden rod in his hands, around the middle in a band of letters is written a string of letters incomprehensible to any without the aid of magic: "Lisahndr"
Fin is resting his eyes in the main room.
Turin is pickpocketing another elf, annoyed at his earlier failure.
Steve is recovering from a weird morning and a depressing day.
Vinx's sharp eyes notice Turin. There is a large metal goat standing next to Vinx. Vinx walks over and taps Turin on the shoulder. "Should you be doing that?" Vinx is a short changeling with pale purple hair.
*description?*
*3 people telling Turin no. Lol.*
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As she does, a piece of the roof above the stove/oven opens up
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)
Indeed? What sort of arrangement?
*Hint hint hint...*
The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that...
"Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent*
"Eliksni must rise...yes?"
_________
When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
Perhaps you can... steer some of your comrades at that little tavern in the direction of the Nine Hells, and in return, I will help persuade the other archdevils to make more aggressive actions against Lolth.
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall.
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
Yazrin chuckles and smiles, obviously still a bit confused, but he sits down next to her.
*Yeah...I caught that...lol*
Yazrin goes silent for a minute, before continuing. I may be able to convince a few although it would be difficult. Many here actually like Atemos, and/or owe allegiance to one or more gods. He goes silent for a little longer. Give me time to think on this. Yes, I hate Lloth, but I have had few friends in my life and will not risk those friendships I have started forging. I'm sure one as wise and ancient as yourself can understand that.
[[ everyone I usually hang out with is offline nOw *sad wheezing* ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
*I'm here...No Alaric though...*
[[ wanna have the god and trash rat hooman sing it’s tough to be a god? Lmao ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
When you're more aged and wise, you'll learn that friendship is a lie. That those you trust most will betray you if it benefits them. They only keep you around because they can manipulate you... for now.
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall.
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
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)
*Hmmm........*
Vinx is reading a book in the corner
Come check out some of my Homebrew (please give input!)
Make some trinket tables on this thread!
Krathian is flipping a carved wooden rod in his hands, around the middle in a band of letters is written a string of letters incomprehensible to any without the aid of magic: "Lisahndr"
Fin is resting his eyes in the main room.
Turin is pickpocketing another elf, annoyed at his earlier failure.
Steve is recovering from a weird morning and a depressing day.
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
Vinx's sharp eyes notice Turin. There is a large metal goat standing next to Vinx. Vinx walks over and taps Turin on the shoulder. "Should you be doing that?" Vinx is a short changeling with pale purple hair.
*description?*
Come check out some of my Homebrew (please give input!)
Make some trinket tables on this thread!
Soldaer's voice enters his mind. Don't even think about stealing from Etheaonia again. This is your one warning, dwarf.
[[ since elendon never gave me a definite answer ]]
A 20 something year old guy with padded hands [[ like a raccoon]] pointed raccoon ears where regular ears would be and a giant raccoon tail, grabs Turin’s hand, “that’s not very nice” his voice sounded like it was coming from a crackling radio
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
*Short, shabby-looking dwarf with thick round eyeglasses and a short brown beard. His hair is tied back in a small bun.*
"Probably not. That has no bearing on whether I will, however." he speaks with a prominent cockney accent.
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
*3 people telling Turin no. Lol.*
Come check out some of my Homebrew (please give input!)
Make some trinket tables on this thread!