"Nah, it's good ta get this off my back. It's... my sister was always the responsible one. She took care of me, but then when it was my turn ta take care o' her, I failed... and saw her brains get blown out. That's when I decided I would do somethin' abou' all the criminals, from the petty to the murderous."
"Glad you did so... I was in a tough spot, but I only went down." They confess. "How long ago was that?"
"Years. I was about seven, then. She was fifteen. It's been more'n a decade now..."
"I see... What was your biggest catch?"
She brightens up. "Oh, definitely the Murderer of Screlborough. 'e was a vampire, but 'e came in the night an' didn' even drink 'is victim's blood. 'e would stab 'em and fly off. No one could touch 'im for years, but I brought 'im in with a well placed boot to the face."
"Nice. How did you catch him?"
"Well, it was after some time. I 'ad been chasin' 'im for weeks, and stopped two o' 'is murders, but not caught 'im. Then, I was in a store at evenin' when 'e walked in, looking for some new garden shears; ya see, I 'ad broken 'is last pair. I knocked 'im ta the ground wi' my shotgun, then crushed 'is 'ead till someone brought some 'andcuffs."
"Why did he not turn to mist?"
"A' first, element o' surprise, then cause I had a Pulser wi' me. 'e slowed down time for us, allowin' the other lawkeepers ta get there."
"I see. Now what legal code do you use?"
"I use my moral code if I'm somewhere that don't 'ave one, bu' generally there's a code o' honor lawkeepers follow. O' course, in cities I follow their laws."
"What if the city has a law code that say, disagrees with your moral code? Allows torture? Guilty till proven innocent? Etc."
She growls. "Mos' lawkeepers would follow those laws. But I wouldn't, considerin' those laws were what caused me an' my sister to be left out in the Sinks in the first place."
"Good to hear someone like you has reason, in a world gone mad."
"Indeed. Now, tell me, is there anything ya've done that ya're not proud o'?"
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"I hurt myself today To see if I still feel I focus on the pain The only thing that's real The needle tears a hole The old familiar sting Try to kill it all away But I remember everything
What have I become My sweetest friend Everyone I know goes away In the end And you could have it all My empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of thorns Upon my liar's chair Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair Beneath the stains of time The feelings disappear You are someone else I am still right here
What have I become My sweetest friend Everyone I know goes away In the end And you could have it all My empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt
If I could start again A million miles away I would keep myself I would find a way..."
Spectacle listens, in her red suit again, feeling it alot more as she's been mellow recently.
Spawn's eyes begin to shed bloody tears.
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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.)
Yacatl tries to comfort Yazrin. "Look... Are you sure I can't do anything? Get you a book of devil's laws? Find a way to petition the courts of mechanus?" They say slightly jealous
Yazrin shakes his head. "It wasn't a devil, at least not of any kind I recognized. It was something...else...older...more powerful..." He turns to Yacatl. "I truly appreciate the offer my friend, but no, there isn't anything." He sighs, his brow furrowing. Now though, was that a hint of jealousy I caught...? He asks, a little teasingly.
"Oh... I-I see... I could contact the CBoEEEs for you...." Yacatl says, blushing from the telepathic comment Well... I thought... maybe.................... you never know... sorry just... He responds, stumbling over their words
Yazrin laughs at Yacatl's confusion. It's fine, my friend. You never know what the future holds...
May I.... confess something? They say, letting go of Yazrin's hand
Yazrin chuckles slightly. I think I know, but go ahead.
"When I was seven, I was a human, a human kid growing up innocently... but then.........................." He steals himself, "some strange mist rolled in, and I left. I became a tabaxi, fused into this... mish-mashed form and taken away, away from my family, friends... everyone. I went from Eberron to Ravnica... I left a childhood to be an acrobatist at a demon run circus... After 10 years, I found stablity... I made potions and got away from such things but then........ I happened again. I got teleport away all because of my friends accidents and I was once more... alone.... scared... fearing.... lonely." They say, as they get more and more agitated
Yazrin watches him and nods. "Go on, my friend."
"I... I don't want to be alone... And then I found Aedwolf and he was nice and kind and funny and... well about to turn evil but I fixed that but now he is kinda... gone and I am all alone again..."
"And you're scared that I'm going to leave you, aren't you?"
"That and... I will be left to rebuild my life again."
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"Nah, it's good ta get this off my back. It's... my sister was always the responsible one. She took care of me, but then when it was my turn ta take care o' her, I failed... and saw her brains get blown out. That's when I decided I would do somethin' abou' all the criminals, from the petty to the murderous."
"Glad you did so... I was in a tough spot, but I only went down." They confess. "How long ago was that?"
"Years. I was about seven, then. She was fifteen. It's been more'n a decade now..."
"I see... What was your biggest catch?"
She brightens up. "Oh, definitely the Murderer of Screlborough. 'e was a vampire, but 'e came in the night an' didn' even drink 'is victim's blood. 'e would stab 'em and fly off. No one could touch 'im for years, but I brought 'im in with a well placed boot to the face."
"Nice. How did you catch him?"
"Well, it was after some time. I 'ad been chasin' 'im for weeks, and stopped two o' 'is murders, but not caught 'im. Then, I was in a store at evenin' when 'e walked in, looking for some new garden shears; ya see, I 'ad broken 'is last pair. I knocked 'im ta the ground wi' my shotgun, then crushed 'is 'ead till someone brought some 'andcuffs."
"Why did he not turn to mist?"
"A' first, element o' surprise, then cause I had a Pulser wi' me. 'e slowed down time for us, allowin' the other lawkeepers ta get there."
"I see. Now what legal code do you use?"
"I use my moral code if I'm somewhere that don't 'ave one, bu' generally there's a code o' honor lawkeepers follow. O' course, in cities I follow their laws."
"What if the city has a law code that say, disagrees with your moral code? Allows torture? Guilty till proven innocent? Etc."
She growls. "Mos' lawkeepers would follow those laws. But I wouldn't, considerin' those laws were what caused me an' my sister to be left out in the Sinks in the first place."
"Good to hear someone like you has reason, in a world gone mad."
"Indeed. Now, tell me, is there anything ya've done that ya're not proud o'?"
Lysander sighs. "Yes. I was in a hellish place known as Carceri were it lead me to do... to do terrible things. Aweful things."
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"Nah, it's good ta get this off my back. It's... my sister was always the responsible one. She took care of me, but then when it was my turn ta take care o' her, I failed... and saw her brains get blown out. That's when I decided I would do somethin' abou' all the criminals, from the petty to the murderous."
"Glad you did so... I was in a tough spot, but I only went down." They confess. "How long ago was that?"
"Years. I was about seven, then. She was fifteen. It's been more'n a decade now..."
"I see... What was your biggest catch?"
She brightens up. "Oh, definitely the Murderer of Screlborough. 'e was a vampire, but 'e came in the night an' didn' even drink 'is victim's blood. 'e would stab 'em and fly off. No one could touch 'im for years, but I brought 'im in with a well placed boot to the face."
"Nice. How did you catch him?"
"Well, it was after some time. I 'ad been chasin' 'im for weeks, and stopped two o' 'is murders, but not caught 'im. Then, I was in a store at evenin' when 'e walked in, looking for some new garden shears; ya see, I 'ad broken 'is last pair. I knocked 'im ta the ground wi' my shotgun, then crushed 'is 'ead till someone brought some 'andcuffs."
"Why did he not turn to mist?"
"A' first, element o' surprise, then cause I had a Pulser wi' me. 'e slowed down time for us, allowin' the other lawkeepers ta get there."
"I see. Now what legal code do you use?"
"I use my moral code if I'm somewhere that don't 'ave one, bu' generally there's a code o' honor lawkeepers follow. O' course, in cities I follow their laws."
"What if the city has a law code that say, disagrees with your moral code? Allows torture? Guilty till proven innocent? Etc."
She growls. "Mos' lawkeepers would follow those laws. But I wouldn't, considerin' those laws were what caused me an' my sister to be left out in the Sinks in the first place."
"Good to hear someone like you has reason, in a world gone mad."
"Indeed. Now, tell me, is there anything ya've done that ya're not proud o'?"
Lysander sighs. "Yes. I was in a hellish place known as Carceri were it lead me to do... to do terrible things. Aweful things."
"Of ya're own choice?"
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Yacatl tries to comfort Yazrin. "Look... Are you sure I can't do anything? Get you a book of devil's laws? Find a way to petition the courts of mechanus?" They say slightly jealous
Yazrin shakes his head. "It wasn't a devil, at least not of any kind I recognized. It was something...else...older...more powerful..." He turns to Yacatl. "I truly appreciate the offer my friend, but no, there isn't anything." He sighs, his brow furrowing. Now though, was that a hint of jealousy I caught...? He asks, a little teasingly.
"Oh... I-I see... I could contact the CBoEEEs for you...." Yacatl says, blushing from the telepathic comment Well... I thought... maybe.................... you never know... sorry just... He responds, stumbling over their words
Yazrin laughs at Yacatl's confusion. It's fine, my friend. You never know what the future holds...
May I.... confess something? They say, letting go of Yazrin's hand
Yazrin chuckles slightly. I think I know, but go ahead.
"When I was seven, I was a human, a human kid growing up innocently... but then.........................." He steals himself, "some strange mist rolled in, and I left. I became a tabaxi, fused into this... mish-mashed form and taken away, away from my family, friends... everyone. I went from Eberron to Ravnica... I left a childhood to be an acrobatist at a demon run circus... After 10 years, I found stablity... I made potions and got away from such things but then........ I happened again. I got teleport away all because of my friends accidents and I was once more... alone.... scared... fearing.... lonely." They say, as they get more and more agitated
Yazrin watches him and nods. "Go on, my friend."
"I... I don't want to be alone... And then I found Aedwolf and he was nice and kind and funny and... well about to turn evil but I fixed that but now he is kinda... gone and I am all alone again..."
"And you're scared that I'm going to leave you, aren't you?"
"That and... I will be left to rebuild my life again."
Yazrin faces Yacatl directly. "I'm not going anywhere, my friend. I'll probably outlive you, but I'm not going anywhere."
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.
Yacatl tries to comfort Yazrin. "Look... Are you sure I can't do anything? Get you a book of devil's laws? Find a way to petition the courts of mechanus?" They say slightly jealous
Yazrin shakes his head. "It wasn't a devil, at least not of any kind I recognized. It was something...else...older...more powerful..." He turns to Yacatl. "I truly appreciate the offer my friend, but no, there isn't anything." He sighs, his brow furrowing. Now though, was that a hint of jealousy I caught...? He asks, a little teasingly.
"Oh... I-I see... I could contact the CBoEEEs for you...." Yacatl says, blushing from the telepathic comment Well... I thought... maybe.................... you never know... sorry just... He responds, stumbling over their words
Yazrin laughs at Yacatl's confusion. It's fine, my friend. You never know what the future holds...
May I.... confess something? They say, letting go of Yazrin's hand
Yazrin chuckles slightly. I think I know, but go ahead.
"When I was seven, I was a human, a human kid growing up innocently... but then.........................." He steals himself, "some strange mist rolled in, and I left. I became a tabaxi, fused into this... mish-mashed form and taken away, away from my family, friends... everyone. I went from Eberron to Ravnica... I left a childhood to be an acrobatist at a demon run circus... After 10 years, I found stablity... I made potions and got away from such things but then........ I happened again. I got teleport away all because of my friends accidents and I was once more... alone.... scared... fearing.... lonely." They say, as they get more and more agitated
Yazrin watches him and nods. "Go on, my friend."
"I... I don't want to be alone... And then I found Aedwolf and he was nice and kind and funny and... well about to turn evil but I fixed that but now he is kinda... gone and I am all alone again..."
"And you're scared that I'm going to leave you, aren't you?"
"That and... I will be left to rebuild my life again."
Yazrin faces Yacatl directly. "I'm not going anywhere, my friend. I'll probably outlive you, but I'm not going anywhere."
"If you say so... But what about the deal? You might have to do what they say....... I just want to find a family, find a place to rest.... to be myself."
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"I hurt myself today To see if I still feel I focus on the pain The only thing that's real The needle tears a hole The old familiar sting Try to kill it all away But I remember everything
What have I become My sweetest friend Everyone I know goes away In the end And you could have it all My empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of thorns Upon my liar's chair Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair Beneath the stains of time The feelings disappear You are someone else I am still right here
What have I become My sweetest friend Everyone I know goes away In the end And you could have it all My empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt
If I could start again A million miles away I would keep myself I would find a way..."
Spectacle listens, in her red suit again, feeling it alot more as she's been mellow recently.
Spawn's eyes begin to shed bloody tears.
He feels the feeling of losing your parents, just because they were trying to protect you coming from Spectacle, she walks up, slowly, before sitting & setting down her cane.
Yacatl tries to comfort Yazrin. "Look... Are you sure I can't do anything? Get you a book of devil's laws? Find a way to petition the courts of mechanus?" They say slightly jealous
Yazrin shakes his head. "It wasn't a devil, at least not of any kind I recognized. It was something...else...older...more powerful..." He turns to Yacatl. "I truly appreciate the offer my friend, but no, there isn't anything." He sighs, his brow furrowing. Now though, was that a hint of jealousy I caught...? He asks, a little teasingly.
"Oh... I-I see... I could contact the CBoEEEs for you...." Yacatl says, blushing from the telepathic comment Well... I thought... maybe.................... you never know... sorry just... He responds, stumbling over their words
Yazrin laughs at Yacatl's confusion. It's fine, my friend. You never know what the future holds...
May I.... confess something? They say, letting go of Yazrin's hand
Yazrin chuckles slightly. I think I know, but go ahead.
"When I was seven, I was a human, a human kid growing up innocently... but then.........................." He steals himself, "some strange mist rolled in, and I left. I became a tabaxi, fused into this... mish-mashed form and taken away, away from my family, friends... everyone. I went from Eberron to Ravnica... I left a childhood to be an acrobatist at a demon run circus... After 10 years, I found stablity... I made potions and got away from such things but then........ I happened again. I got teleport away all because of my friends accidents and I was once more... alone.... scared... fearing.... lonely." They say, as they get more and more agitated
Yazrin watches him and nods. "Go on, my friend."
"I... I don't want to be alone... And then I found Aedwolf and he was nice and kind and funny and... well about to turn evil but I fixed that but now he is kinda... gone and I am all alone again..."
"And you're scared that I'm going to leave you, aren't you?"
"That and... I will be left to rebuild my life again."
Yazrin faces Yacatl directly. "I'm not going anywhere, my friend. I'll probably outlive you, but I'm not going anywhere."
"If you say so... But what about the deal? You might have to do what they say....... I just want to find a family, find a place to rest.... to be myself."
Yazrin sighs. "Do what you think may help. I'm not sure if I can even leave without them knowing, so do what you will, my friend."
He twists out the way of each & dives for another strike on No. 1 (weakened one)
Hit: 3 Dmg: 4
And stays aloft.
Miss. It bounces off the armor. The gnolls fire at him again.
Attack: 19 Damage: 3 ttack: 12 Damage: 3
He looks rough *& mortal* as the arrows make it to near under his wings, but he holds on, another stab at No. 1
Hit: 18 Dmg: 6
& flies as high as he can again.
The gnolls snarl as he flies out of range. One arrow hits the wounded one in the abdomen and it howls in pain. Valian’s turn.
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"I hurt myself today To see if I still feel I focus on the pain The only thing that's real The needle tears a hole The old familiar sting Try to kill it all away But I remember everything
What have I become My sweetest friend Everyone I know goes away In the end And you could have it all My empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of thorns Upon my liar's chair Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair Beneath the stains of time The feelings disappear You are someone else I am still right here
What have I become My sweetest friend Everyone I know goes away In the end And you could have it all My empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt
If I could start again A million miles away I would keep myself I would find a way..."
Spectacle listens, in her red suit again, feeling it alot more as she's been mellow recently.
Spawn's eyes begin to shed bloody tears.
He feels the feeling of losing your parents, just because they were trying to protect you coming from Spectacle, she walks up, slowly, before sitting & setting down her cane.
"These tears aren't my own..." Spawn explained solemnly. "Someone out in the cosmos lost a child to murder- the worst crime any soul can commit."
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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.)
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"I will." He grabbed his tea and sipped the rest of it. "Okay, I'm ready. Lead the way."
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"Indeed. Now, tell me, is there anything ya've done that ya're not proud o'?"
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
Spawn's eyes begin to shed bloody tears.
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.)
"That and... I will be left to rebuild my life again."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Lysander sighs. "Yes. I was in a hellish place known as Carceri were it lead me to do... to do terrible things. Aweful things."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Of ya're own choice?"
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
Yazrin faces Yacatl directly. "I'm not going anywhere, my friend. I'll probably outlive you, but I'm not going anywhere."
They walk outside. "Ready?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Elendon, you want to fight or me?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He chuckles a little as he closes his.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Ooo, nice threat. What mountain will you spread my bone ash on?
*That apparently didn't translate good, cause it gave me an I love you*
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
He bowed, then rested his hand on the hilt of his katana. "Ready."
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*I'll take over, per the agreement between Meroving and Tohono, although I don't know Meroving's stats.*
Scill's breathing slows as he falls asleep.
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.
"If you say so... But what about the deal? You might have to do what they say....... I just want to find a family, find a place to rest.... to be myself."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He feels the feeling of losing your parents, just because they were trying to protect you coming from Spectacle, she walks up, slowly, before sitting & setting down her cane.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Yazrin sighs. "Do what you think may help. I'm not sure if I can even leave without them knowing, so do what you will, my friend."
The gnolls snarl as he flies out of range. One arrow hits the wounded one in the abdomen and it howls in pain. Valian’s turn.
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making a smoothie for meta
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He peeks with one eye & very quiet whisper comes out, "Oh living people." He snuggles up before just enjoying it while Scill sleeps.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"These tears aren't my own..." Spawn explained solemnly. "Someone out in the cosmos lost a child to murder- the worst crime any soul can commit."
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.)