"I can hold ya here." *cocks shotgun menacingly* "But whaddya mean the extinction o' where ya came from?"
He doesn't seem the least bit threatened. "You can try. I mean the previous world I was on is dead."
"Mm. Ya wanna know what happened ta the [GP] who shoved me here? 'e got the boot." She shifts her iron boots a bit.
He looked at her boots dubiously. His horn whirs a bit, like a drill. "Are you attempting to be threatening?"
She smiles a kinda freaky smile. "Yes." Intimidation: 14
"Then you are failing." Not even the least bit effective.
*I'll go ahead and do a warning, I do NOT have a sheet for this guy, I'm going with everything from a roleplay standpoint, you are welcome to do the same, just to make it fair. Just a slight warning if this ends up evolving into combat.*
*OK. That's how all my characters start off. Tasa is statted, at CR 20.*
"Huh. OK then. Just don't go killin' anyone. I have moral objections to the killing of innocents."
*I'm still a tiny bit clueless about CR. CR level is like when a party of 4 adventurers that is that level is what it takes to defeat them, like, a party of four level 20's would be what it takes to defeat your character, right? Or am I misunderstanding something? - H E L P -*
"Morals are a tool to put yourself above others you consider evil."
*Don't worry. I'm super clueless about CR. All I know is that it isn't equivalent to level, and CR 30 is god level...*
"Nah, I jus' use morals as the law when there isn't any law ta begin with. An' even is someone is evil, I'm not gonna lock 'em up or kill 'em for it; it's only if they've done somthin' bad."
"What is bad for you?"
"Killin' innocents, or torturin' pretty much anyone. Usin' conventional means, that is. Torturin' usin' psychological means is a whole different book."
"Torture is useless. I prefer to just kill as quickly as possible."
"Do ya kill innocents? By which I mean those who don't deserve it, by which I mean those who haven't committed murder or some other high crime o' their own."
His pupils dilate to slits. "I kill with only one reason. Spite."
"Ya see, tha's not a good enough reason. Don't resist." She pulls out her shotgun, not quite aiming it at him, but definitely holding it in a threatening way. She also pulls out some rope.
He presses his palm against the end of the barrel of the shotgun.
Tasa sighs and squeezes the trigger. To hit (or would it be automatic?): 12, no damage cause tavern.
He pulls back his palm and wipes the powder and shells against his pant leg.
Doing so, he doesn't see Tasa swinging the butt end around. Shotgun handle: 28. She also stomps on his foot with her boots: 14.
His face is simply turned to one side as it smacks him across the face, he doesn't react to the foot stomp. "Are you done?"
"Nope." She pulls out her revolvers, realizes she hasn't been dealing damage, and goes for a grapple. Athletics (burning pewter): 28
He simply desolves into blood and reforms a few feet away. "Please finish, this is agitating."
She sighs. "Alright. Didn't want ta have ta do this, but..." she's suddenly running towards him *speed of 90 feet* and punts him towards the edge of the field... Athletics again: 35
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*Mine are Zenix(The raven), Kai, and.... lets go with... idk, anyone.*
*Lol same w/ me for third slot. Still, haven't met Zenix yet (he seems fun.)*
Krathian, upon noticing the spark of sentience in a bird, is visibly surprised. He turns toward them. "Well hello there."
*He's probably one of my favorite characters i've made*
Hm? Hello.
"Pardon me, I just happened to notice you were ... intelligent. Forgive my surprise, but it's not every day you see that in a raven." he taps his raven-headed cane.
*Krathian has a thing for ravens, he sometimes uses them to spy on people. He marshaled a whole flock of them to spy on Damien back when he was harvesting towns.*
*I remember lol*
First off, all ravens are intelligent. Second, i'm not a raven in mind body or spirit, just in current chosen form.
(That was a poor choice of words, I meant sentient. Conscious. Still, my curiosity is piqued, what form did you previously possess?)
I am an elf. And once again, i believe you choose the wrong terms. I would say the best one is 'Awakened'
(Apologies, I tend to be rather … technical. That’s a result of my line of work I suppose. Why did you change forms? Convenience?)
Flight is always useful. That, and it was the best for what i'm currently doing.
(Forgive me if this question is too intrusive, but what are you currently doing?)
"They are follow me" a voice said behind him. A woman wearing a green yarn house coat with designs of leaves and flowers, a black tank-top, brackets made of brambles, and a gown of leaves. She had bright auburn hair, imposing green eyes, and a unamused grimace.
He raises his eyebrows in mild surprise. (C’mon Q’il) He follows her.
"That raven is worse then you think it is. In fact it is a they." She said "I am Yuri, Fey queen of spring. They followed me for some reason"
“Thank you for the concern, but to be frank I can take care of myself, as I’m sure you can as well. My interest was merely curiosity, as I’m relatively unfamiliar with the ways of the Feywild.”
'Ill give you fair warning Young man, Don't trust the raven" she said
He openly laughs at this. “‘Young man,’ talk about relative terms. I understand that as a Fey you must have several hundred springs to you, though I must say you don’t look it. Still, I have a couple of centuries under my own belt, and it’s been at least one of those since I fully trusted someone, certainly long enough to wear off the brashness of youth you seem to think I possess.”
She narrows her eyes "I know you. I know your scent. I can taste the emotions coming off of you child. But I don't trait your judgment, I don't trust the judgment of someone who lost a love"
His eyes narrow and his fists clench. "It would be unwise to mention that. I never asked for your trust, nor do I require it, but I can assure you that the ..." he clenches his teeth, "Event... to which you refer is in no way relevant to my evaluation of you or the raven."
'Then begone with you warlock, you presence is not needed"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Penny smiled as she got closer and closer. As she touched the orb's side. A bolt of electricity sent her backwards, hitting a tree, also snapping the tree in half.
"WOAH YOU GOOD!" They run up jumping over the things in the way.
Penny chuckled and sat up "That nap did me a world of good, very comfy sofa" she said with a grin
"Oh great you're delusional. Let me help you up." They put a hand out.
She smiles and accepts the help.
A guy in a fez and matching red bow tie pulls up on a Triumph motorcycle. "Older me, what did you do this time?"
"Orb, massive orb..... Well an orb. Not really big"
The Doctor flips out the kickstand and walks over. "Not another Void Ship, I trust."
"I hope not, last time that carried something bad, or should i somethings"
"Yeah... The Cult of Scaro...Although, I must say how we stopped those armies was, by far, one of the best ideas we've come up with."
"It truly was, one of our best moment. Then again a painful one as well." She said and pulled out her sonic "It zapped me a few minutes ago, we must be careful"
The Doctor pulls out his Sonic as well. "Let's hope this isn't another 'here we go again' moment." He says with a grin as he climbs back on the Triumph. "Shall we go investigate?"
"Yes, potato man is still loose hm" she said and climbed on behind him "Brilliant, can you still drive, are we allowed to drive here?"
The Doctor laughs. "Of course I can still drive. Don't you remember the Anit-Grav Olympics? As for whether we're allowed to drive here, who cares?" The Doctor fires up the Triumph which actually makes a sound not too unlike a jet engine.
She chuckles "Its is ok child, you don't seem like the frog type anyways." she said. Two stumps rose from the ground, followed by a mushroom acting as a table. She gestures "sit, have a break from walking"
"Oh, alright." Milo takes a seat. "Thanks, I think. Why are you here on Entropy?"
"I follow the way of Tatiana." she said. a wooden cup appeared in her hand, filled with rose tea.
"Ah..." Milo nods. "What does she want with Entropy?"
"Nothing. She sent me to spread spring this way" she said.
"Oh." Milo nods again. "So...when do you leave? When Fall comes? Weather is weird here."
She smiled "When I grow bored of this area or Tatiana forces me to leave" she said "Why? Do I sense you want me to leave?"
"No." Milo says indifferently. "Others want you to leave."
"Do you have names for these people?"
"Yes." Milo opens a different book. "Do you eat animals? Or are you vegan?"
"I feed of stray emotions and life force" she said
"Ah..." He writes something down. "Okay, well that will conclude your file." He shuts the book which vanishes when closed.
"Now these names of those who wish me gone. You know them yes?"
"Didn't I already answer that?" Milo looks confused.
*Either you did'nt or Lawrence is dumb*
She shakes her head
"Oh." Milo blinks. "Yes. Yes, I do."
"and the names are?" She asked, rolling her wrist to speed this up
"What about them?"
She pinches the bridge of her nose "Nevermind. I know who wants me gone anyways"
"Oh. Then why did you ask?" Milo pulls out a list. "I have a few right here. The Hellspawn...The...hmm, wait...All of these are..." Milo's body begins to tremble and Spawn rips himself out of the disguise a saggy skin of what looked like Milo limp on the ground. "Leave. Final warning."
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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.)
Penny was outside. She was working on beta when she stood up, a rather confusing object, a metal orb, stood before her. just sitting there.
SHarlene was walking over. "Hey, how'd you slee-" She pauses looking at the orb. "What's that?"
"I have no idea" she said, walking up to it slowly.
"Should you really approach it, then?" She put a hand on Penny's shoulder and walked with her.
"Ill be fine" she said "Besides it could be useful!"
"Be careful, then." Sharlene warily watched the orb.
Penny smiled as she got closer and closer. As she touched the orb's side. A bolt of electricity sent her backwards, hitting a tree, also snapping the tree in half.
"PENNY!" She ran over to Penny and worriedly looked over her.
Penny chuckled and sat up "That nap did me a world of good, very comfy sofa" she said with a grin
Sharlene grabbed Penny's face. "Are you okay?!"
"Im quite fine!" She said and held Sharlene's face. "Little shock isn't going to kill me!"
She sighed with relief.
Penny stands back up and goes over to the orb
"OH No no no no you don't, miss!" Sharlene scooped up Penny... YET AGAIN.
"set me down! This orb could be dangerous!!"
"Exactly! Which is why you're staying Faaaaaaaaaaaaar away from it."
"Last time there was one of those, something bad was in it, really bad, extremely bad."
"Well, we can take care of it when it comes out, but until then, stay far away from it."
She sighes, letting Sharlene carry her.
-Relieved Sharlene noises- She carries her to a nice spot faaar away from the danger egg.
Penny sits in the grass, grumpy now
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Who think you it may be?" asked King Arthur, as he took his seat beside Queen Guinevere. "I cannot tell," answered Gawain, "yet I love him even as I look, for a fairer man did I never see, nor one so likely to do honour to knighthood." A little while after this the stranger came into the hall: and when he reached King Arthur he drew himself up and cried: "May god bless you, most noble King Arthur, and this your fellowship of the Round Table also!"
Roran gave a small wolfy smile. Maybe you aren’t as bad as I thought.
Fable continues.
"I come hither to to ask you to grant me three gifts: and they shall not be unreasonable, nor shall you fear to grant them. And the first I will ask you now, the others in twelve month's hence."
Roran stays quiet.
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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.)
*Mine are Zenix(The raven), Kai, and.... lets go with... idk, anyone.*
*Lol same w/ me for third slot. Still, haven't met Zenix yet (he seems fun.)*
Krathian, upon noticing the spark of sentience in a bird, is visibly surprised. He turns toward them. "Well hello there."
*He's probably one of my favorite characters i've made*
Hm? Hello.
"Pardon me, I just happened to notice you were ... intelligent. Forgive my surprise, but it's not every day you see that in a raven." he taps his raven-headed cane.
*Krathian has a thing for ravens, he sometimes uses them to spy on people. He marshaled a whole flock of them to spy on Damien back when he was harvesting towns.*
*I remember lol*
First off, all ravens are intelligent. Second, i'm not a raven in mind body or spirit, just in current chosen form.
(That was a poor choice of words, I meant sentient. Conscious. Still, my curiosity is piqued, what form did you previously possess?)
I am an elf. And once again, i believe you choose the wrong terms. I would say the best one is 'Awakened'
(Apologies, I tend to be rather … technical. That’s a result of my line of work I suppose. Why did you change forms? Convenience?)
Flight is always useful. That, and it was the best for what i'm currently doing.
(Forgive me if this question is too intrusive, but what are you currently doing?)
"They are follow me" a voice said behind him. A woman wearing a green yarn house coat with designs of leaves and flowers, a black tank-top, brackets made of brambles, and a gown of leaves. She had bright auburn hair, imposing green eyes, and a unamused grimace.
He raises his eyebrows in mild surprise. (C’mon Q’il) He follows her.
"That raven is worse then you think it is. In fact it is a they." She said "I am Yuri, Fey queen of spring. They followed me for some reason"
“Thank you for the concern, but to be frank I can take care of myself, as I’m sure you can as well. My interest was merely curiosity, as I’m relatively unfamiliar with the ways of the Feywild.”
'Ill give you fair warning Young man, Don't trust the raven" she said
He openly laughs at this. “‘Young man,’ talk about relative terms. I understand that as a Fey you must have several hundred springs to you, though I must say you don’t look it. Still, I have a couple of centuries under my own belt, and it’s been at least one of those since I fully trusted someone, certainly long enough to wear off the brashness of youth you seem to think I possess.”
She narrows her eyes "I know you. I know your scent. I can taste the emotions coming off of you child. But I don't trait your judgment, I don't trust the judgment of someone who lost a love"
His eyes narrow and his fists clench. "It would be unwise to mention that. I never asked for your trust, nor do I require it, but I can assure you that the ..." he clenches his teeth, "Event... to which you refer is in no way relevant to my evaluation of you or the raven."
'Then begone with you warlock, you presence is not needed"
He glares at her and walks off.
*Krathian: NaW i'M fInE
Yuri: (Is sus)(Checks emotions)
Krathian: (Literally the song Lonely)*
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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.
Penny smiled as she got closer and closer. As she touched the orb's side. A bolt of electricity sent her backwards, hitting a tree, also snapping the tree in half.
"WOAH YOU GOOD!" They run up jumping over the things in the way.
Penny chuckled and sat up "That nap did me a world of good, very comfy sofa" she said with a grin
"Oh great you're delusional. Let me help you up." They put a hand out.
She smiles and accepts the help.
A guy in a fez and matching red bow tie pulls up on a Triumph motorcycle. "Older me, what did you do this time?"
"Orb, massive orb..... Well an orb. Not really big"
The Doctor flips out the kickstand and walks over. "Not another Void Ship, I trust."
"I hope not, last time that carried something bad, or should i somethings"
"Yeah... The Cult of Scaro...Although, I must say how we stopped those armies was, by far, one of the best ideas we've come up with."
"It truly was, one of our best moment. Then again a painful one as well." She said and pulled out her sonic "It zapped me a few minutes ago, we must be careful"
The Doctor pulls out his Sonic as well. "Let's hope this isn't another 'here we go again' moment." He says with a grin as he climbs back on the Triumph. "Shall we go investigate?"
"Yes, potato man is still loose hm" she said and climbed on behind him "Brilliant, can you still drive, are we allowed to drive here?"
The Doctor laughs. "Of course I can still drive. Don't you remember the Anit-Grav Olympics? As for whether we're allowed to drive here, who cares?" The Doctor fires up the Triumph which actually makes a sound not too unlike a jet engine.
"TALLY-HO!!" She roars happily
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"I can hold ya here." *cocks shotgun menacingly* "But whaddya mean the extinction o' where ya came from?"
He doesn't seem the least bit threatened. "You can try. I mean the previous world I was on is dead."
"Mm. Ya wanna know what happened ta the [GP] who shoved me here? 'e got the boot." She shifts her iron boots a bit.
He looked at her boots dubiously. His horn whirs a bit, like a drill. "Are you attempting to be threatening?"
She smiles a kinda freaky smile. "Yes." Intimidation: 14
"Then you are failing." Not even the least bit effective.
*I'll go ahead and do a warning, I do NOT have a sheet for this guy, I'm going with everything from a roleplay standpoint, you are welcome to do the same, just to make it fair. Just a slight warning if this ends up evolving into combat.*
*OK. That's how all my characters start off. Tasa is statted, at CR 20.*
"Huh. OK then. Just don't go killin' anyone. I have moral objections to the killing of innocents."
*I'm still a tiny bit clueless about CR. CR level is like when a party of 4 adventurers that is that level is what it takes to defeat them, like, a party of four level 20's would be what it takes to defeat your character, right? Or am I misunderstanding something? - H E L P -*
"Morals are a tool to put yourself above others you consider evil."
*Don't worry. I'm super clueless about CR. All I know is that it isn't equivalent to level, and CR 30 is god level...*
"Nah, I jus' use morals as the law when there isn't any law ta begin with. An' even is someone is evil, I'm not gonna lock 'em up or kill 'em for it; it's only if they've done somthin' bad."
"What is bad for you?"
"Killin' innocents, or torturin' pretty much anyone. Usin' conventional means, that is. Torturin' usin' psychological means is a whole different book."
"Torture is useless. I prefer to just kill as quickly as possible."
"Do ya kill innocents? By which I mean those who don't deserve it, by which I mean those who haven't committed murder or some other high crime o' their own."
His pupils dilate to slits. "I kill with only one reason. Spite."
"Ya see, tha's not a good enough reason. Don't resist." She pulls out her shotgun, not quite aiming it at him, but definitely holding it in a threatening way. She also pulls out some rope.
He presses his palm against the end of the barrel of the shotgun.
Tasa sighs and squeezes the trigger. To hit (or would it be automatic?): 12, no damage cause tavern.
He pulls back his palm and wipes the powder and shells against his pant leg.
Doing so, he doesn't see Tasa swinging the butt end around. Shotgun handle: 28. She also stomps on his foot with her boots: 14.
His face is simply turned to one side as it smacks him across the face, he doesn't react to the foot stomp. "Are you done?"
"Nope." She pulls out her revolvers, realizes she hasn't been dealing damage, and goes for a grapple. Athletics (burning pewter): 28
He simply desolves into blood and reforms a few feet away. "Please finish, this is agitating."
She sighs. "Alright. Didn't want ta have ta do this, but..." she's suddenly running towards him *speed of 90 feet* and punts him towards the edge of the field... Athletics again: 31
Desolves about halfway in the air. Reforms a few feet away. "Okay, my turn." His horn whirs and it seems to get longer, longer, and longer until it is almost as long as he is tall while still whirring like a drill on adrenaline. He points the horn towards her. "There seems to be some sort of protection field, so this may do nothing. Upon that, I will offer a chance to cease this."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Penny smiled as she got closer and closer. As she touched the orb's side. A bolt of electricity sent her backwards, hitting a tree, also snapping the tree in half.
"WOAH YOU GOOD!" They run up jumping over the things in the way.
Penny chuckled and sat up "That nap did me a world of good, very comfy sofa" she said with a grin
"Oh great you're delusional. Let me help you up." They put a hand out.
She smiles and accepts the help.
A guy in a fez and matching red bow tie pulls up on a Triumph motorcycle. "Older me, what did you do this time?"
"Orb, massive orb..... Well an orb. Not really big"
The Doctor flips out the kickstand and walks over. "Not another Void Ship, I trust."
"I hope not, last time that carried something bad, or should i somethings"
"Yeah... The Cult of Scaro...Although, I must say how we stopped those armies was, by far, one of the best ideas we've come up with."
"It truly was, one of our best moment. Then again a painful one as well." She said and pulled out her sonic "It zapped me a few minutes ago, we must be careful"
The Doctor pulls out his Sonic as well. "Let's hope this isn't another 'here we go again' moment." He says with a grin as he climbs back on the Triumph. "Shall we go investigate?"
"Yes, potato man is still loose hm" she said and climbed on behind him "Brilliant, can you still drive, are we allowed to drive here?"
The Doctor laughs. "Of course I can still drive. Don't you remember the Anit-Grav Olympics? As for whether we're allowed to drive here, who cares?" The Doctor fires up the Triumph which actually makes a sound not too unlike a jet engine.
"TALLY-HO!!" She roars happily
"GERONIMO!" The Doctor cries out as the Triumph starts...flying? Apparently they can do that, at least when The Doctor has worked on them. "Which first, Walking Potato or Mystery Sphere?"
"I can hold ya here." *cocks shotgun menacingly* "But whaddya mean the extinction o' where ya came from?"
He doesn't seem the least bit threatened. "You can try. I mean the previous world I was on is dead."
"Mm. Ya wanna know what happened ta the [GP] who shoved me here? 'e got the boot." She shifts her iron boots a bit.
He looked at her boots dubiously. His horn whirs a bit, like a drill. "Are you attempting to be threatening?"
She smiles a kinda freaky smile. "Yes." Intimidation: 14
"Then you are failing." Not even the least bit effective.
*I'll go ahead and do a warning, I do NOT have a sheet for this guy, I'm going with everything from a roleplay standpoint, you are welcome to do the same, just to make it fair. Just a slight warning if this ends up evolving into combat.*
*OK. That's how all my characters start off. Tasa is statted, at CR 20.*
"Huh. OK then. Just don't go killin' anyone. I have moral objections to the killing of innocents."
*I'm still a tiny bit clueless about CR. CR level is like when a party of 4 adventurers that is that level is what it takes to defeat them, like, a party of four level 20's would be what it takes to defeat your character, right? Or am I misunderstanding something? - H E L P -*
"Morals are a tool to put yourself above others you consider evil."
*Don't worry. I'm super clueless about CR. All I know is that it isn't equivalent to level, and CR 30 is god level...*
"Nah, I jus' use morals as the law when there isn't any law ta begin with. An' even is someone is evil, I'm not gonna lock 'em up or kill 'em for it; it's only if they've done somthin' bad."
"What is bad for you?"
"Killin' innocents, or torturin' pretty much anyone. Usin' conventional means, that is. Torturin' usin' psychological means is a whole different book."
"Torture is useless. I prefer to just kill as quickly as possible."
"Do ya kill innocents? By which I mean those who don't deserve it, by which I mean those who haven't committed murder or some other high crime o' their own."
His pupils dilate to slits. "I kill with only one reason. Spite."
"Ya see, tha's not a good enough reason. Don't resist." She pulls out her shotgun, not quite aiming it at him, but definitely holding it in a threatening way. She also pulls out some rope.
He presses his palm against the end of the barrel of the shotgun.
Tasa sighs and squeezes the trigger. To hit (or would it be automatic?): 12, no damage cause tavern.
He pulls back his palm and wipes the powder and shells against his pant leg.
Doing so, he doesn't see Tasa swinging the butt end around. Shotgun handle: 28. She also stomps on his foot with her boots: 14.
His face is simply turned to one side as it smacks him across the face, he doesn't react to the foot stomp. "Are you done?"
"Nope." She pulls out her revolvers, realizes she hasn't been dealing damage, and goes for a grapple. Athletics (burning pewter): 28
He simply desolves into blood and reforms a few feet away. "Please finish, this is agitating."
She sighs. "Alright. Didn't want ta have ta do this, but..." she's suddenly running towards him *speed of 90 feet* and punts him towards the edge of the field... Athletics again: 31
Desolves about halfway in the air. Reforms a few feet away. "Okay, my turn." His horn whirs and it seems to get longer, longer, and longer until it is almost as long as he is tall while still whirring like a drill on adrenaline. He points the horn towards her. "There seems to be some sort of protection field, so this may do nothing. Upon that, I will offer a chance to cease this."
She looks unimpressed. "What's it supposed ta do normally?"
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"Who think you it may be?" asked King Arthur, as he took his seat beside Queen Guinevere. "I cannot tell," answered Gawain, "yet I love him even as I look, for a fairer man did I never see, nor one so likely to do honour to knighthood." A little while after this the stranger came into the hall: and when he reached King Arthur he drew himself up and cried: "May god bless you, most noble King Arthur, and this your fellowship of the Round Table also!"
Roran gave a small wolfy smile. Maybe you aren’t as bad as I thought.
Fable continues.
"I come hither to to ask you to grant me three gifts: and they shall not be unreasonable, nor shall you fear to grant them. And the first I will ask you now, the others in twelve month's hence."
Roran stays quiet.
*This is gonna take a while, I'm gonna time skip to the end.*
But the lady Liones departed from Camelot, sad and ashamed, and she vowed never to take up the dark magics that her sister did.
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.
She chuckles "Its is ok child, you don't seem like the frog type anyways." she said. Two stumps rose from the ground, followed by a mushroom acting as a table. She gestures "sit, have a break from walking"
"Oh, alright." Milo takes a seat. "Thanks, I think. Why are you here on Entropy?"
"I follow the way of Tatiana." she said. a wooden cup appeared in her hand, filled with rose tea.
"Ah..." Milo nods. "What does she want with Entropy?"
"Nothing. She sent me to spread spring this way" she said.
"Oh." Milo nods again. "So...when do you leave? When Fall comes? Weather is weird here."
She smiled "When I grow bored of this area or Tatiana forces me to leave" she said "Why? Do I sense you want me to leave?"
"No." Milo says indifferently. "Others want you to leave."
"Do you have names for these people?"
"Yes." Milo opens a different book. "Do you eat animals? Or are you vegan?"
"I feed of stray emotions and life force" she said
"Ah..." He writes something down. "Okay, well that will conclude your file." He shuts the book which vanishes when closed.
"Now these names of those who wish me gone. You know them yes?"
"Didn't I already answer that?" Milo looks confused.
*Either you did'nt or Lawrence is dumb*
She shakes her head
"Oh." Milo blinks. "Yes. Yes, I do."
"and the names are?" She asked, rolling her wrist to speed this up
"What about them?"
She pinches the bridge of her nose "Nevermind. I know who wants me gone anyways"
"Oh. Then why did you ask?" Milo pulls out a list. "I have a few right here. The Hellspawn...The...hmm, wait...All of these are..." Milo's body begins to tremble and Spawn rips himself out of the disguise a saggy skin of what looked like Milo limp on the ground. "Leave. Final warning."
She chuckles "How did i know it was you in there, such an innocent child with such a fickled fiend inside them"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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*I hate me too bro! :D*
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"
She sighs. "Alright. Didn't want ta have ta do this, but..." she's suddenly running towards him *speed of 90 feet* and punts him towards the edge of the field... Athletics again: 35
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.
'Then begone with you warlock, you presence is not needed"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The Doctor laughs. "Of course I can still drive. Don't you remember the Anit-Grav Olympics? As for whether we're allowed to drive here, who cares?" The Doctor fires up the Triumph which actually makes a sound not too unlike a jet engine.
"Oh. Then why did you ask?" Milo pulls out a list. "I have a few right here. The Hellspawn...The...hmm, wait...All of these are..." Milo's body begins to tremble and Spawn rips himself out of the disguise a saggy skin of what looked like Milo limp on the ground. "Leave. Final warning."
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.)
*of course*
Yuri turns around and snarls "Leave me"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*MOOOOOooooom, PEOPLE ARE HATING THEMSELVES!!!*
Penny sits in the grass, grumpy now
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Roran stays quiet.
— 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
*(:p)*
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
*Well it's good thing my love is unconditional. :D*
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.)
He glares at her and walks off.
*Krathian: NaW i'M fInE
Yuri: (Is sus)(Checks emotions)
Krathian: (Literally the song Lonely)*
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"
*OMG, Homies?*
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
"TALLY-HO!!" She roars happily
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Totally bro*
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"
Desolves about halfway in the air. Reforms a few feet away. "Okay, my turn." His horn whirs and it seems to get longer, longer, and longer until it is almost as long as he is tall while still whirring like a drill on adrenaline. He points the horn towards her. "There seems to be some sort of protection field, so this may do nothing. Upon that, I will offer a chance to cease this."
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.
"GERONIMO!" The Doctor cries out as the Triumph starts...flying? Apparently they can do that, at least when The Doctor has worked on them. "Which first, Walking Potato or Mystery Sphere?"
She looks unimpressed. "What's it supposed ta do normally?"
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.
*This is gonna take a while, I'm gonna time skip to the end.*
But the lady Liones departed from Camelot, sad and ashamed, and she vowed never to take up the dark magics that her sister did.
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.
She chuckles "How did i know it was you in there, such an innocent child with such a fickled fiend inside them"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]