Soldaer is training outside, taking on two of the animated targets at the same time.
Yazrin is in the woods.
The Doctor is searching for Strax with Penny.
Gwen watches, curious and afriad
Soldaer steps back out of melee suddenly and a bolt of pure radiance flies out from his rapier, striking one of the two targets and causing it to fall in a heap, deactivated.
An elf walks in, their apparel consisting of an elaborately braided cloak and a pair of simple well made clothes. They have a glass mirror on their side and a portable hole on their other side. They look around, order some orange juice, move over to a corner, open a notebook, and start to journel.
Truesight: Elf is a half emerald dragon, half elf
Fable starts sketching the elf in profile.
The elf to Fable: What are you doing?
"Drawing you."
To cast scrying on me?
"To practice. I think your clothes looks nice."
They walk over. "Thanks..." They say, investigating the picture *Is it in their true form?*
*No, but Fable has truesight.* "So do your scales."
"Oh... you noticed?" They say, slightly worried
*Description?*
*Skeleton dressed in purple, his eyes glow purple with dim light. Eye sockets?*
"Paranoid, aren't we?"
"I'm... naturally shy." They explain
The skeleton... grins? "At least that's on brand." Fable continues the sketch of the elf without truesight.
"Um... want to share it with me when your done?"
"Of course." Fable flips the notebook around and a near-perfect drawing of the elf stares back at them. "What can I call you? My name is Fable."
"Gwen... Gwen will do for now." They say, trying to take the drawing for themselves. "You were a drawer in life?"
Fable hands the page over. "If you want it, ask for it. In life, I was a storyteller, though not an artist."
"Thanks. So how did you become... a skeleton?"
Fable holds up a different book, this one bound in red. "Unfinished business, though I don't think I'm ready to leave just yet."
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.
"How are you cute? Well... I don't know, you just are."
"No, how am I interesting to you?"
"You're powerful, full of hate for an unknown reason, ancient, of an unknown race, and you have a cool name."
He stared at her. "What makes you like me? Surely you see me as one of your 'evil' criminals, as evidence from when we fought."
"To be honest... I don't know. I'm drawn to you."
He stared at her for a while. "Even with the knowledge that I am a murderous demon, you still feel a connection?" He blinked, not waiting for an answer since he probably knows the answer. "Should you continue to pursue me, I have to warn you it may not end well."
"You know what? I'm tired of being a lawkeeper... I've built up a network of others that can do stuff in my absence; I'm not needed anymore... not to mention I have no idea how to get back to the Sinks. There's nothing left to draw me back. Yes, I feel a connection to you. Yes, it probably won't end well, but you know what? I no longer give a [GP]."
He blinked in surprise, then looked down, a full smile on his lips.
*God, this reminds me of something, but I can't place it right now.*
She looks surprised she said so much...
He looks up again, widely smiling at her, for once not looking like a walking corpse. "Then let us hope you can live in my metaphorical world."
"Huh? Metaphorical world?"
"You say you no longer care, so if really must be with me, you may find yourself committing 'evil' deeds with me." He stood up and held out his hand. "Are you willing to pay that price for this connection you say you feel?"
She hesitates, then takes his hand. "Yes?"
He pulled her into a hug. "Then I shall embrace you as a welcome."
She hugs him back. "You know, embraces are generally meant to be more than just a welcome... but whatever."
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Yuri is outside. She is annoying Zenix and helping Terou.
Allison is in the library, reading.
Lazarus waves to them. "Hello, who might you be?"
She turns to face him. Her green eyes sparkle with warmth "Hello there, I am Yuri. Fey queen of spring"
They bow before the royal. "I'm Lazarus, captain of the guards and knight of the realm... well not this realm, anyway." They say before rising
She giggles a bit, her laugh was like bell's tinkling in the wind. "no need for bowing my friend, though i am royal, i have no need for anyone to bow." she said
They nod. "Understood, just I have heard you fey can be... easy disturbed. So... Why remove yourself from the feywild?"
"Ah, i am not removed. Tatiana tells me where to go to spread the new growth of spring and i follow it."
"I see... And who might Tatiana be?" The vampire says
" The queen of summer and ruler of the seelie court" she said
"I see... Ever met a vampire before?"
"yes i have" she said with a sly smile "For i am one, a drinker of blood"
"Mmm... I see. So you are an elder vampire? I am guessing your at least not a normal vampire lord."
"No, i have no need for those titles. i get my energy from its substance like all vampires but i can be out in the sun and be around typical vampires would find disgusting"
"So a blood drinker vampire like me?"
*From GMGtR, the orvhov Blood drinker vampires*
"Sort of" she said "ever heard of a redcap? instead of needing to dip a hat in blood and the violent impulses to murder everything in sight, i do that."
"Mmm... I see. And the feywild accepts you? I always though vampires were creatures of the shadowfell."
*Mmm... how old is Yuri?*
*Her page is on the Tavernpedia 2.0 but she is 275*
She nods "tatiana still saw me as me"
*Got it*
"Mmm... I see... Nice to meet you, by the way. The diversity in vampiric populations always astounds me."
She bows a bit and smiles "a pleasure to meet you as well"
"Um... Want to play the question game?"
"Why not" she said, sitting in the grass
"Okay. Favorite flower?"
"Lilies"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
An elf walks in, their apparel consisting of an elaborately braided cloak and a pair of simple well made clothes. They have a glass mirror on their side and a portable hole on their other side. They look around, order some orange juice, move over to a corner, open a notebook, and start to journel.
Truesight: Elf is a half emerald dragon, half elf
Fable starts sketching the elf in profile.
The elf to Fable: What are you doing?
"Drawing you."
To cast scrying on me?
"To practice. I think your clothes looks nice."
They walk over. "Thanks..." They say, investigating the picture *Is it in their true form?*
*No, but Fable has truesight.* "So do your scales."
"Oh... you noticed?" They say, slightly worried
*Description?*
*Skeleton dressed in purple, his eyes glow purple with dim light. Eye sockets?*
"Paranoid, aren't we?"
"I'm... naturally shy." They explain
The skeleton... grins? "At least that's on brand." Fable continues the sketch of the elf without truesight.
"Um... want to share it with me when your done?"
"Of course." Fable flips the notebook around and a near-perfect drawing of the elf stares back at them. "What can I call you? My name is Fable."
"Gwen... Gwen will do for now." They say, trying to take the drawing for themselves. "You were a drawer in life?"
Fable hands the page over. "If you want it, ask for it. In life, I was a storyteller, though not an artist."
"Thanks. So how did you become... a skeleton?"
Fable holds up a different book, this one bound in red. "Unfinished business, though I don't think I'm ready to leave just yet."
"So your procrastinating to stay... alive?"
"Sounds about right."
"Okay... How has that been?"
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Yuri is outside. She is annoying Zenix and helping Terou.
Allison is in the library, reading.
Lazarus waves to them. "Hello, who might you be?"
She turns to face him. Her green eyes sparkle with warmth "Hello there, I am Yuri. Fey queen of spring"
They bow before the royal. "I'm Lazarus, captain of the guards and knight of the realm... well not this realm, anyway." They say before rising
She giggles a bit, her laugh was like bell's tinkling in the wind. "no need for bowing my friend, though i am royal, i have no need for anyone to bow." she said
They nod. "Understood, just I have heard you fey can be... easy disturbed. So... Why remove yourself from the feywild?"
"Ah, i am not removed. Tatiana tells me where to go to spread the new growth of spring and i follow it."
"I see... And who might Tatiana be?" The vampire says
" The queen of summer and ruler of the seelie court" she said
"I see... Ever met a vampire before?"
"yes i have" she said with a sly smile "For i am one, a drinker of blood"
"Mmm... I see. So you are an elder vampire? I am guessing your at least not a normal vampire lord."
"No, i have no need for those titles. i get my energy from its substance like all vampires but i can be out in the sun and be around typical vampires would find disgusting"
"So a blood drinker vampire like me?"
*From GMGtR, the orvhov Blood drinker vampires*
"Sort of" she said "ever heard of a redcap? instead of needing to dip a hat in blood and the violent impulses to murder everything in sight, i do that."
"Mmm... I see. And the feywild accepts you? I always though vampires were creatures of the shadowfell."
*Mmm... how old is Yuri?*
*Her page is on the Tavernpedia 2.0 but she is 275*
She nods "tatiana still saw me as me"
*Got it*
"Mmm... I see... Nice to meet you, by the way. The diversity in vampiric populations always astounds me."
She bows a bit and smiles "a pleasure to meet you as well"
"Um... Want to play the question game?"
"Why not" she said, sitting in the grass
"Okay. Favorite flower?"
"Lilies"
"Interesting. I like broken petaled tulips... your turn to ask."
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"How are you cute? Well... I don't know, you just are."
"No, how am I interesting to you?"
"You're powerful, full of hate for an unknown reason, ancient, of an unknown race, and you have a cool name."
He stared at her. "What makes you like me? Surely you see me as one of your 'evil' criminals, as evidence from when we fought."
"To be honest... I don't know. I'm drawn to you."
He stared at her for a while. "Even with the knowledge that I am a murderous demon, you still feel a connection?" He blinked, not waiting for an answer since he probably knows the answer. "Should you continue to pursue me, I have to warn you it may not end well."
"You know what? I'm tired of being a lawkeeper... I've built up a network of others that can do stuff in my absence; I'm not needed anymore... not to mention I have no idea how to get back to the Sinks. There's nothing left to draw me back. Yes, I feel a connection to you. Yes, it probably won't end well, but you know what? I no longer give a [GP]."
He blinked in surprise, then looked down, a full smile on his lips.
*God, this reminds me of something, but I can't place it right now.*
She looks surprised she said so much...
He looks up again, widely smiling at her, for once not looking like a walking corpse. "Then let us hope you can live in my metaphorical world."
"Huh? Metaphorical world?"
"You say you no longer care, so if really must be with me, you may find yourself committing 'evil' deeds with me." He stood up and held out his hand. "Are you willing to pay that price for this connection you say you feel?"
She hesitates, then takes his hand. "Yes?"
He pulled her into a hug. "Then I shall embrace you as a welcome."
She hugs him back. "You know, embraces are generally meant to be more than just a welcome... but whatever."
"I know what embraces signify."
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Soldaer is training outside, taking on two of the animated targets at the same time.
Yazrin is in the woods.
The Doctor is searching for Strax with Penny.
Gwen watches, curious and afriad
Soldaer steps back out of melee suddenly and a bolt of pure radiance flies out from his rapier, striking one of the two targets and causing it to fall in a heap, deactivated.
Gwen watches, excited and much more afriad. They wait for Soldaer to be done
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An elf walks in, their apparel consisting of an elaborately braided cloak and a pair of simple well made clothes. They have a glass mirror on their side and a portable hole on their other side. They look around, order some orange juice, move over to a corner, open a notebook, and start to journel.
Truesight: Elf is a half emerald dragon, half elf
Fable starts sketching the elf in profile.
The elf to Fable: What are you doing?
"Drawing you."
To cast scrying on me?
"To practice. I think your clothes looks nice."
They walk over. "Thanks..." They say, investigating the picture *Is it in their true form?*
*No, but Fable has truesight.* "So do your scales."
"Oh... you noticed?" They say, slightly worried
*Description?*
*Skeleton dressed in purple, his eyes glow purple with dim light. Eye sockets?*
"Paranoid, aren't we?"
"I'm... naturally shy." They explain
The skeleton... grins? "At least that's on brand." Fable continues the sketch of the elf without truesight.
"Um... want to share it with me when your done?"
"Of course." Fable flips the notebook around and a near-perfect drawing of the elf stares back at them. "What can I call you? My name is Fable."
"Gwen... Gwen will do for now." They say, trying to take the drawing for themselves. "You were a drawer in life?"
Fable hands the page over. "If you want it, ask for it. In life, I was a storyteller, though not an artist."
"Thanks. So how did you become... a skeleton?"
Fable holds up a different book, this one bound in red. "Unfinished business, though I don't think I'm ready to leave just yet."
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.
An elf walks in, their apparel consisting of an elaborately braided cloak and a pair of simple well made clothes. They have a glass mirror on their side and a portable hole on their other side. They look around, order some orange juice, move over to a corner, open a notebook, and start to journel.
Truesight: Elf is a half emerald dragon, half elf
Fable starts sketching the elf in profile.
The elf to Fable: What are you doing?
"Drawing you."
To cast scrying on me?
"To practice. I think your clothes looks nice."
They walk over. "Thanks..." They say, investigating the picture *Is it in their true form?*
*No, but Fable has truesight.* "So do your scales."
"Oh... you noticed?" They say, slightly worried
*Description?*
*Skeleton dressed in purple, his eyes glow purple with dim light. Eye sockets?*
"Paranoid, aren't we?"
"I'm... naturally shy." They explain
The skeleton... grins? "At least that's on brand." Fable continues the sketch of the elf without truesight.
"Um... want to share it with me when your done?"
"Of course." Fable flips the notebook around and a near-perfect drawing of the elf stares back at them. "What can I call you? My name is Fable."
"Gwen... Gwen will do for now." They say, trying to take the drawing for themselves. "You were a drawer in life?"
Fable hands the page over. "If you want it, ask for it. In life, I was a storyteller, though not an artist."
"Thanks. So how did you become... a skeleton?"
Fable holds up a different book, this one bound in red. "Unfinished business, though I don't think I'm ready to leave just yet."
"So your procrastinating to stay... alive?"
"Sounds about right."
"Okay... How has that been?"
"Fun. And your life so far?"
"Mmm... getting better. I... lost a lot but am slowly recovering. If that makes sense."
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"How are you cute? Well... I don't know, you just are."
"No, how am I interesting to you?"
"You're powerful, full of hate for an unknown reason, ancient, of an unknown race, and you have a cool name."
He stared at her. "What makes you like me? Surely you see me as one of your 'evil' criminals, as evidence from when we fought."
"To be honest... I don't know. I'm drawn to you."
He stared at her for a while. "Even with the knowledge that I am a murderous demon, you still feel a connection?" He blinked, not waiting for an answer since he probably knows the answer. "Should you continue to pursue me, I have to warn you it may not end well."
"You know what? I'm tired of being a lawkeeper... I've built up a network of others that can do stuff in my absence; I'm not needed anymore... not to mention I have no idea how to get back to the Sinks. There's nothing left to draw me back. Yes, I feel a connection to you. Yes, it probably won't end well, but you know what? I no longer give a [GP]."
He blinked in surprise, then looked down, a full smile on his lips.
*God, this reminds me of something, but I can't place it right now.*
She looks surprised she said so much...
He looks up again, widely smiling at her, for once not looking like a walking corpse. "Then let us hope you can live in my metaphorical world."
"Huh? Metaphorical world?"
"You say you no longer care, so if really must be with me, you may find yourself committing 'evil' deeds with me." He stood up and held out his hand. "Are you willing to pay that price for this connection you say you feel?"
She hesitates, then takes his hand. "Yes?"
He pulled her into a hug. "Then I shall embrace you as a welcome."
She hugs him back. "You know, embraces are generally meant to be more than just a welcome... but whatever."
"I know what embraces signify."
She kisses him on the cheek. "Then you also know what that signifies."
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"I'm a werewolf."
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"Good so far" she said with a grin
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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"Oh..." They say, thinking about stuff and moving the other side of the couch. "How.... how is that?"
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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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Soldaer steps back out of melee suddenly and a bolt of pure radiance flies out from his rapier, striking one of the two targets and causing it to fall in a heap, deactivated.
"Sounds about right."
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.
"Got it from my mom." She tuned her guitar a bit.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
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She hugs him back. "You know, embraces are generally meant to be more than just a welcome... but whatever."
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.
"Lilies"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Okay... How has that been?"
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"That is good," He says, setting the puppy down, but not her yet
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
"Interesting. I like broken petaled tulips... your turn to ask."
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"I know what embraces signify."
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I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Gwen watches, excited and much more afriad. They wait for Soldaer to be done
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"Fun. And your life so far?"
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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.
"Mind if I ask some more questions, or is it a sore subject?"
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"Mmm... getting better. I... lost a lot but am slowly recovering. If that makes sense."
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"Nah. If you're gonna ask how, she didn't bite me or anything, I was born one."
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She kisses him on the cheek. "Then you also know what that signifies."
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Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
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Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
She smiles, enjoying his hug and company
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]