"Shhh, it's okay, we'll be okay. Allison, you faced an army of angels to get back those memories."
"I know... i hope..." she said laughing wearily. Tears ran down her cheeks. "Im so sorry what i did to you Krathian. I love you more then you will ever know"
"I love you too," he says, a single tear tracking down his face. "You've trapped Ezekiel, you've faced punishment from angels. Let's hope you won't end up beholden to anyone else."
"I just want peace for a little bit. I want to show you things I've found, places I've seen." she said with a small smile "I want to show my home one day as well"
He kind of half-smiles. "I would like that, someday. But things are, shifting. There are things I need to do, places I need to be, and it would be best for me and everyone else if I was here while doing them. That way I can't ... harm anybody."
she smiles warmly "You are a good person krathian, please don't let anybody tell you otherwise" she said.
"It's not that I..." he looks down at her, quizzically, "Who says otherwise?"
She chuckles "No one yet" she said
"Good to hear, as are you, a good person, that is."
She smiles and kisses the back of his hand, falling into deep sleep
Having healed, she carries her into the tavern, into her old room, and lays her down on her bed as she sleeps. He looks thoughtfully at her for a moment, before turning and leaving the room, closing the door gently.
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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.
*Okay wrong name then, small revolver or whatever, I'm not a gun expert. Also yes they are stupid.*
"I got three." He takes out the other revolver on his side, puts them down, then pulls his main, & bigger revolver from inside his coat, spinning it around his finger.
*Yeeeaaaah, they make so little sense*
"Intreiging," Kai murmers, absentmindly spinning the barrel of his gun
He chuckles, "That is a satisfying sound ain't it par'dner?"
"Hm? Oh, yes i guess it is."
"So what're ya plannin' on buildin'?" He takes a seat, moving his tail to take up the free space under the table.
"A new firearm. But its being difficult. My last prototype put shrapnel in my gut."
He grits his teeth, "Damn, ya need any help?" He puts away his light revolvers but keeps out his main, safety still on.
*Okay wrong name then, small revolver or whatever, I'm not a gun expert. Also yes they are stupid.*
"I got three." He takes out the other revolver on his side, puts them down, then pulls his main, & bigger revolver from inside his coat, spinning it around his finger.
*Yeeeaaaah, they make so little sense*
"Intreiging," Kai murmers, absentmindly spinning the barrel of his gun
He chuckles, "That is a satisfying sound ain't it par'dner?"
"Hm? Oh, yes i guess it is."
"So what're ya plannin' on buildin'?" He takes a seat, moving his tail to take up the free space under the table.
"A new firearm. But its being difficult. My last prototype put shrapnel in my gut."
He grits his teeth, "Damn, ya need any help?" He puts away his light revolvers but keeps out his main, safety still on.
"Nah, nothing a demon/surgeon couldn't fix. But i am trying to fix was blew up."
*Much ;)* When she wakes up, the vines have begun receding. The man has new wounds, and shes fully healed.
*HM*
She sits up quickly and looks at the man who helped her "are you ok??"
"Ill be fine. Vir saves. Vir saved you, and Im confident it will spare me"
"What is 'Vir'?" she askes
"Vir is an energy. The energy of life. Of being"
"a energy being?" she asked
He shakes his head "Not a being. Just an energy that flows through all"
"Just an energy? does it take forms?" she asked
He shakes his head "Its simply life flowing"
"ah" she said, wrapping her head around it "Like the wind"
He nods "Exactly. The winds of being." He smiles, but it seems slightly pained
"Do you need healing?" she asked, standing up, still staggering a bit
"lll be fine. I just... Need time"
She places her hands on his shoulders. 54
His wounds heal slightly, but strangely not by much "Thank you..... But that was not necessary"
She watches curiously "You don't heal like normal.... what and who are you?" she askes
"Barantal Vinesspeaker. Who are you?"
"Allison, Allison Vanderguard"
"Good to meet you Allison, betrayer of gods."
"That title makes me sound terrible" she said.
He shakes his head "For my kind, it is a compliment. The gods arent good to my race. Those who betray them.help up live a day more."
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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)
*Okay wrong name then, small revolver or whatever, I'm not a gun expert. Also yes they are stupid.*
"I got three." He takes out the other revolver on his side, puts them down, then pulls his main, & bigger revolver from inside his coat, spinning it around his finger.
*Yeeeaaaah, they make so little sense*
"Intreiging," Kai murmers, absentmindly spinning the barrel of his gun
He chuckles, "That is a satisfying sound ain't it par'dner?"
"Hm? Oh, yes i guess it is."
"So what're ya plannin' on buildin'?" He takes a seat, moving his tail to take up the free space under the table.
"A new firearm. But its being difficult. My last prototype put shrapnel in my gut."
He grits his teeth, "Damn, ya need any help?" He puts away his light revolvers but keeps out his main, safety still on.
"Nah, nothing a demon/surgeon couldn't fix. But i am trying to fix was blew up."
"That's what I meant par'dner, I'm no good at healing, I just throw on some bandage, take some vodka, & keep going forward." He grins, even noticible through the bandana.
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.
*Much ;)* When she wakes up, the vines have begun receding. The man has new wounds, and shes fully healed.
*HM*
She sits up quickly and looks at the man who helped her "are you ok??"
"Ill be fine. Vir saves. Vir saved you, and Im confident it will spare me"
"What is 'Vir'?" she askes
"Vir is an energy. The energy of life. Of being"
"a energy being?" she asked
He shakes his head "Not a being. Just an energy that flows through all"
"Just an energy? does it take forms?" she asked
He shakes his head "Its simply life flowing"
"ah" she said, wrapping her head around it "Like the wind"
He nods "Exactly. The winds of being." He smiles, but it seems slightly pained
"Do you need healing?" she asked, standing up, still staggering a bit
"lll be fine. I just... Need time"
She places her hands on his shoulders. 54
His wounds heal slightly, but strangely not by much "Thank you..... But that was not necessary"
She watches curiously "You don't heal like normal.... what and who are you?" she askes
"Barantal Vinesspeaker. Who are you?"
"Allison, Allison Vanderguard"
"Good to meet you Allison, betrayer of gods."
"That title makes me sound terrible" she said.
He shakes his head "For my kind, it is a compliment. The gods arent good to my race. Those who betray them.help up live a day more."
"Oh... well that makes me feel a bit better."
"Good.... Do you know where your path will lead you from here? Your plans on advancement?"
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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)
*Okay wrong name then, small revolver or whatever, I'm not a gun expert. Also yes they are stupid.*
"I got three." He takes out the other revolver on his side, puts them down, then pulls his main, & bigger revolver from inside his coat, spinning it around his finger.
*Yeeeaaaah, they make so little sense*
"Intreiging," Kai murmers, absentmindly spinning the barrel of his gun
He chuckles, "That is a satisfying sound ain't it par'dner?"
"Hm? Oh, yes i guess it is."
"So what're ya plannin' on buildin'?" He takes a seat, moving his tail to take up the free space under the table.
"A new firearm. But its being difficult. My last prototype put shrapnel in my gut."
He grits his teeth, "Damn, ya need any help?" He puts away his light revolvers but keeps out his main, safety still on.
"Nah, nothing a demon/surgeon couldn't fix. But i am trying to fix was blew up."
"That's what I meant par'dner, I'm no good at healing, I just throw on some bandage, take some vodka, & keep going forward." He grins, even noticible through the bandana.
*Okay wrong name then, small revolver or whatever, I'm not a gun expert. Also yes they are stupid.*
"I got three." He takes out the other revolver on his side, puts them down, then pulls his main, & bigger revolver from inside his coat, spinning it around his finger.
*Yeeeaaaah, they make so little sense*
"Intreiging," Kai murmers, absentmindly spinning the barrel of his gun
He chuckles, "That is a satisfying sound ain't it par'dner?"
"Hm? Oh, yes i guess it is."
"So what're ya plannin' on buildin'?" He takes a seat, moving his tail to take up the free space under the table.
"A new firearm. But its being difficult. My last prototype put shrapnel in my gut."
He grits his teeth, "Damn, ya need any help?" He puts away his light revolvers but keeps out his main, safety still on.
"Nah, nothing a demon/surgeon couldn't fix. But i am trying to fix was blew up."
"That's what I meant par'dner, I'm no good at healing, I just throw on some bandage, take some vodka, & keep going forward." He grins, even noticible through the bandana.
"Thats a good enough solution as any," He smiles
He chuckles, "Anyway, lemme see that would ya?" He says about the blueprint. *He's a gunslinger so gimme detail, if you can.*
*Much ;)* When she wakes up, the vines have begun receding. The man has new wounds, and shes fully healed.
*HM*
She sits up quickly and looks at the man who helped her "are you ok??"
"Ill be fine. Vir saves. Vir saved you, and Im confident it will spare me"
"What is 'Vir'?" she askes
"Vir is an energy. The energy of life. Of being"
"a energy being?" she asked
He shakes his head "Not a being. Just an energy that flows through all"
"Just an energy? does it take forms?" she asked
He shakes his head "Its simply life flowing"
"ah" she said, wrapping her head around it "Like the wind"
He nods "Exactly. The winds of being." He smiles, but it seems slightly pained
"Do you need healing?" she asked, standing up, still staggering a bit
"lll be fine. I just... Need time"
She places her hands on his shoulders. 54
His wounds heal slightly, but strangely not by much "Thank you..... But that was not necessary"
She watches curiously "You don't heal like normal.... what and who are you?" she askes
"Barantal Vinesspeaker. Who are you?"
"Allison, Allison Vanderguard"
"Good to meet you Allison, betrayer of gods."
"That title makes me sound terrible" she said.
He shakes his head "For my kind, it is a compliment. The gods arent good to my race. Those who betray them.help up live a day more."
"Oh... well that makes me feel a bit better."
"Good.... Do you know where your path will lead you from here? Your plans on advancement?"
She chuckles "right now, i need sleep..."
"Rest wherever you like. Things will be safe"
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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)
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Having healed, she carries her into the tavern, into her old room, and lays her down on her bed as she sleeps. He looks thoughtfully at her for a moment, before turning and leaving the room, closing the door gently.
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"
"That title makes me sound terrible" she said.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He grits his teeth, "Damn, ya need any help?" He puts away his light revolvers but keeps out his main, safety still on.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*Heeeeyyy, got a problem*
*So, has anyone here had braces?*
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
"Nah, nothing a demon/surgeon couldn't fix. But i am trying to fix was blew up."
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 shakes his head "For my kind, it is a compliment. The gods arent good to my race. Those who betray them.help up live a day more."
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)
She hears something land a couple feet from her, then an odd noise, "Well isn't that too bad."
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
"Oh... well that makes me feel a bit better."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Ye, but they were weird ones so I'm not sure my armchair orthodontistry will be of much help. That aside, how can I help?*
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"
"That's what I meant par'dner, I'm no good at healing, I just throw on some bandage, take some vodka, & keep going forward." He grins, even noticible through the bandana.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*Me.*
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.
"Good.... Do you know where your path will lead you from here? Your plans on advancement?"
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)
She opens her eyes and stares at Zenix "Leave me be"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She chuckles "right now, i need sleep..."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*One of the metal bands around my molar is loose. Like, 'push it away from the tooth' loose*
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
"Thats a good enough solution as any," He smiles
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
*DO you know what to do if a metal band comes loose?*
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
*Ok, putting Allison is being put into stasis because she is tired as (GP)*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He chuckles, "Anyway, lemme see that would ya?" He says about the blueprint. *He's a gunslinger so gimme detail, if you can.*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Rest wherever you like. Things will be safe"
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)