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.
"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?"
"Penetrate anywhere vital and kill you withing a few seconds, splattering everything everywhere in an instant."
"Don' think it could do tha' ta me. I'm a Twinborn Bloodmaker and Pewterarm. Damage just doesn't work on me when I'm burning pewter or drawing on my goldminds."
*Taken from Mistborn, btw. Also, brb. Gotta get ready for school.*
"I don't understand any of that, but I don't care."
*See ya!*
"What it means is, I'm really 'ard ta kill."
For the first time, he seems to smirk. "I suppose the same is true for me." He rushes forward and buries his horn into her stomach. Though, no damage cause tavern, so it's like having a extremely fast rubber drill in your belly button.
As soon as it's out, the skin rapidly heals over.
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Atemos eyes widen as the rapier catches him in the arm, and he twirls around to face Valian. A metal spike comes up through the floor at blinding speed, attempting to impale him. Make a DEX save.
9
He takes 3 damage and is restrained as the metal spike impales his foot.
He only let's out a small grunt as he attempts to un-impale himself.
Roll a DEX save.
*kay couldn't find what to do so thanks, also does that take my action or movement?*
5
*Action.* He isn’t able to move off of the spike. Atemos boops him on the nose. “Bonk.”
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Sharlene is keeping a close eye on Penny in their time warp.
Rancor is battling in his time warp, currently he's standing in the middle of the tavern.
Teruo is drinking some tea.
Krathian sits opposite them, pouring himself a bit of tea, and adding something from a tin hip flask. He stares into the concoction. He seems...detached.
*Description pls?*
He looks over. "Are you alright?"
*From intro yesterday.*
A 5'11 guy with bright orange hair and fox ears poking out of it, wearing a comfy-looking long sleeved shirt and a long scarf around his neck hanging below his waist, some cargo pants and athletic running shoes walk in. He has a katana in a black sheath hanging from his waist. His fox tail slowly swishes behind him as he walks in, pausing in front of the door to look around.
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Atemos eyes widen as the rapier catches him in the arm, and he twirls around to face Valian. A metal spike comes up through the floor at blinding speed, attempting to impale him. Make a DEX save.
9
He takes 3 damage and is restrained as the metal spike impales his foot.
He only let's out a small grunt as he attempts to un-impale himself.
Roll a DEX save.
*kay couldn't find what to do so thanks, also does that take my action or movement?*
5
*Action.* He isn’t able to move off of the spike. Atemos boops him on the nose. “Bonk.”
"Hmm.... Probably my middle brother. Third in line for the throne, Tertiamis"
“Can you tell me about him?”
"Hes... An interesting character. Hes an actor. A manipulator in a few ways. He learns mostly of psychology, the mind, and its flaws. Hes... A really nice person to those close to him"
“He’s… manipulative? Is he also dissatisfied with his lifestyle?”
She shakes her head "He sees the status as a tool he can use. He tries to increase his status in the same lifestyle"
“He sounds like most mortal men I have heard of then.” The flind frowned. “Is he truly ‘nice’?”
"Once you get to know him. It.. Takes a bit of time, but hes very kind when he trusts you."
“He reminds me of someone in my old war band. Though.. without the kindness.”
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"Hmm.... Probably my middle brother. Third in line for the throne, Tertiamis"
“Can you tell me about him?”
"Hes... An interesting character. Hes an actor. A manipulator in a few ways. He learns mostly of psychology, the mind, and its flaws. Hes... A really nice person to those close to him"
“He’s… manipulative? Is he also dissatisfied with his lifestyle?”
She shakes her head "He sees the status as a tool he can use. He tries to increase his status in the same lifestyle"
“He sounds like most mortal men I have heard of then.” The flind frowned. “Is he truly ‘nice’?”
"Once you get to know him. It.. Takes a bit of time, but hes very kind when he trusts you."
“He reminds me of someone in my old war band. Though.. without the kindness.”
"I see.... Who were they?"
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Sharlene is keeping a close eye on Penny in their time warp.
Rancor is battling in his time warp, currently he's standing in the middle of the tavern.
Teruo is drinking some tea.
Krathian sits opposite them, pouring himself a bit of tea, and adding something from a tin hip flask. He stares into the concoction. He seems...detached.
*Description pls?*
He looks over. "Are you alright?"
*From intro yesterday.*
A 5'11 guy with bright orange hair and fox ears poking out of it, wearing a comfy-looking long sleeved shirt and a long scarf around his neck hanging below his waist, some cargo pants and athletic running shoes walk in. He has a katana in a black sheath hanging from his waist. His fox tail slowly swishes behind him as he walks in, pausing in front of the door to look around.
He just now seems to notice Teruo. He looks up. "Hmm? Oh yes, I suppose. Things have been ... weird ... lately. How about yourself?"
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For the first time, he seems to smirk. "I suppose the same is true for me." He rushes forward and buries his horn into her stomach. Though, no damage cause tavern, so it's like having a extremely fast rubber drill in your belly button.
As soon as it's out, the skin rapidly heals over.
*When did we get outside the zone?*
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Turin peeks outside upon seeing the hoard and walks over to check it out. "Quite the haul."
*Description?* Zaeshi, the large flind, just nods. “From my various raid successes.”
*A short, shabbily dressed dwarf with a close-cropped beard and brown hair tied back in a bun. He wears a pair of thick, round glasses.*
He whistles, impressed, "Where'd you find the swag?"
“The… swag? What is a swag?” The flind leans down to look at him closer.
"Swag, y'know, bob, shinies." he speaks with a prominent cockney accent.
“I am unfamiliar with dwarvan slang, I apologize. I’ve gotten these from my various kills.”
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Fable finishes and stands up. "Nice meeting you Rowan. I think I'll go to the tavern now.""
Take this. The wolf flicks a gold coun at him with its mouth.
Fable catches it and pockets it. "Have a nice day Rowan."
The wolf rolled its eyes. It’s Roran.
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"You can't betray something you have no loyalty to." He says, "I chose the side that appreciated me."
"If you have no loyalties then why are you following me, i know there is something behind that mask" she hissed
"What?" He asks, in a very fake innocent tone, "I just miss my old friend."
In an instant a spear is pointed at his neck, its made of wood but her magic magic's it as strong as steel. She snarls "I. am. not. your. friend."
"Oh i recall. As soon as your queen decided i wasn't worth trying to bring back, she said to kill me." he grabs hold of the spear near the head
A growl erupts from her throat, like a growl of a beast. The spear disappears into thin air, as it was never there to begin with. "You betrayed us, You betrayed me"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
For the first time, he seems to smirk. "I suppose the same is true for me." He rushes forward and buries his horn into her stomach. Though, no damage cause tavern, so it's like having a extremely fast rubber drill in your belly button.
As soon as it's out, the skin rapidly heals over.
*When did we get outside the zone?*
*Never mind, sorry.*
She doesn't flinch. "Want ta take this outside the Tavern?"
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Sharlene is keeping a close eye on Penny in their time warp.
Rancor is battling in his time warp, currently he's standing in the middle of the tavern.
Teruo is drinking some tea.
Krathian sits opposite them, pouring himself a bit of tea, and adding something from a tin hip flask. He stares into the concoction. He seems...detached.
*Description pls?*
He looks over. "Are you alright?"
*From intro yesterday.*
A 5'11 guy with bright orange hair and fox ears poking out of it, wearing a comfy-looking long sleeved shirt and a long scarf around his neck hanging below his waist, some cargo pants and athletic running shoes walk in. He has a katana in a black sheath hanging from his waist. His fox tail slowly swishes behind him as he walks in, pausing in front of the door to look around.
He just now seems to notice Teruo. He looks up. "Hmm? Oh yes, I suppose. Things have been ... weird ... lately. How about yourself?"
"I guess it's been fine." He sips from his cup.
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Atemos eyes widen as the rapier catches him in the arm, and he twirls around to face Valian. A metal spike comes up through the floor at blinding speed, attempting to impale him. Make a DEX save.
9
He takes 3 damage and is restrained as the metal spike impales his foot.
He only let's out a small grunt as he attempts to un-impale himself.
Roll a DEX save.
*kay couldn't find what to do so thanks, also does that take my action or movement?*
5
*Action.* He isn’t able to move off of the spike. Atemos boops him on the nose. “Bonk.”
"I thought this was training." another tug.
18
He frees himself. “It is, but I’m not going to mortally wound you for making a mistake. Try dodging again.” Atemos flicks his flail out at him.
Attack: 11 Damage: 1
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Fable catches it and pockets it. "Have a nice day Rowan."
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(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.
As soon as it's out, the skin rapidly heals over.
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Harry Potter stuff is cool.
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Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
"No no, its ok. i want to be alive to make you a happy person. besides, when your happy, your like the sun. You glow with radiance."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Action.* He isn’t able to move off of the spike. Atemos boops him on the nose. “Bonk.”
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He looks over. "Are you alright?"
*From intro yesterday.*
A 5'11 guy with bright orange hair and fox ears poking out of it, wearing a comfy-looking long sleeved shirt and a long scarf around his neck hanging below his waist, some cargo pants and athletic running shoes walk in. He has a katana in a black sheath hanging from his waist. His fox tail slowly swishes behind him as he walks in, pausing in front of the door to look around.
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"I thought this was training." another tug.
18
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Oh i recall. As soon as your queen decided i wasn't worth trying to bring back, she said to kill me." he grabs hold of the spear near the head
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Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
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She blushed a bit. "Yeah, but I still feel kinda bad for just yankin you away like that."
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“He reminds me of someone in my old war band. Though.. without the kindness.”
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"I see.... Who were they?"
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He just now seems to notice Teruo. He looks up. "Hmm? Oh yes, I suppose. Things have been ... weird ... lately. How about yourself?"
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"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
*When did we get outside the zone?*
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“I am unfamiliar with dwarvan slang, I apologize. I’ve gotten these from my various kills.”
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The wolf rolled its eyes. It’s Roran.
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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 growl erupts from her throat, like a growl of a beast. The spear disappears into thin air, as it was never there to begin with. "You betrayed us, You betrayed me"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Never mind, sorry.*
She doesn't flinch. "Want ta take this outside the Tavern?"
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Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
"I guess it's been fine." He sips from his cup.
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"Its ok love, my younger self is going to help me with it"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He frees himself. “It is, but I’m not going to mortally wound you for making a mistake. Try dodging again.” Atemos flicks his flail out at him.
Attack: 11 Damage: 1
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