She sighs "We could try Dewfell? Though this really is faster... And you already made the oath... But if you are more comfortable in a portal hub, Ill guide you"
Zay nodded. “I would be more comfortable with that. Thank you.”
"... Its quite a few miles journey. Likely more than a day on foot. Want to fly or burrow?"
She closes her eyes a few moments "Step outside. The bird will arrive in a few seconds."
Zay does so, holding Mali’s hand protectively.
*Did you see how I described spectwings on discord?*
*No, sorry. Can you send it here?*
*LORE DUMP*
Spectwings are huge bird-like creatures. Most of them tend to be a grey color, with glowing neon blue patterns between their eyes(sorta like a V, that extends to curve above the eyes) and on their wings(Individual stripe patterns Tend to be curving and flowing). Their flight tends to make an ominous whistle sound, and their presence tends to either bring a comfort to someone, or to greatly unnerve them. They are commonly used as 'mounts', as they carry specially designed wheel-less 'carts' in their talons, holding anywhere from 4-10 people on average. Spectwings are usually hatched in the feywild, shadowfell or ethereal plane, and migrate to the material (usually Sogel) around the age of 4, in an annual migration. They tend to live until around 570. Theyre temperament tends towards being calm, unless threatened or bothered, in which case they will stare the cause down in order to intimidate it into backing down. If that fails, they attack, releasing terrifying cries as it strikes with its talons. They were originally created by a goddess of light and magic and a god of the night sky, darkness, and fear. Their innate connection to light and dark gives them the ability to magically manipulate both, allowing them to make themselves and what they hold invisible. In addition, their magic deity related origins them to see magical effects near them, and causes magical force to improve its sight, allowing its eyes to better see through deceitful magical effects and into the ethereal plane. However, their innate and magical connection to the sky controls their ability to fly, as their wings cant fully carry their weight. If their innate magic is cut off, then they temporary lose their ability to take to the skies.
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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)
She sighs "We could try Dewfell? Though this really is faster... And you already made the oath... But if you are more comfortable in a portal hub, Ill guide you"
Zay nodded. “I would be more comfortable with that. Thank you.”
"... Its quite a few miles journey. Likely more than a day on foot. Want to fly or burrow?"
Barachiel walks inside and returns shortly with a kettle of earl grey and another mug.
Roran shifts his form back to humanoid, blood staining his white hair. “Thank you.. May I ask what god you served?”
Barachiel tries to rub the blood out of Roran's hair. "I'll take that information to my grave."
Roran shivers and stays completely still, eyes wide.
Barachiel stops. "Are you alright?" *got swim, see you tomorrow.*
*Bye!* He looks away. “You don’t need to stop. I’m fine.”
Barachiel continues trying to clean the blood. Does it come out?
Because his hair is white, it looks like its staining badly like dye. A few showers or an impromptu dunk in a large body of water will probably get it out.
Barachiel stops and sips his tea. "You need anything else?"
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.
Allison is in her garden. She is taking care of her plants, talking to them slightly, as she works. She sits down by the stream that cuts through it and listens to the world around her.
Lore is taking a walk through the woods. Elmo and Nicky follow at her heel's, sniffing occasional things that are around them.
Yuri is napping in Teruo's room.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Miss. The bolt flies by its head. Make another CON save or have alia avert his eyes to auto succeed and have disadvantage on his next attack.
The basilisk attacks the gnoll.
Attack: 16 Damage: 12
The gnoll tries to hit it with its longsword. CON: 23
Attack: 7 Damage: 10
He looks away & goes for a stab with his rapier.
Hit: 5 Damage: 6
Miss. The basilisk retaliates now that he’s in range.
Attack: 7 Damage: 7
Gnoll attacks:
Attack: 15 Damage: 9 Attack: 11 Damage: 8
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Spectwings are huge bird-like creatures. Most of them tend to be a grey color, with glowing neon blue patterns between their eyes(sorta like a V, that extends to curve above the eyes) and on their wings(Individual stripe patterns Tend to be curving and flowing). Their flight tends to make an ominous whistle sound, and their presence tends to either bring a comfort to someone, or to greatly unnerve them. They are commonly used as 'mounts', as they carry specially designed wheel-less 'carts' in their talons, holding anywhere from 4-10 people on average. Spectwings are usually hatched in the feywild, shadowfell or ethereal plane, and migrate to the material (usually Sogel) around the age of 4, in an annual migration. They tend to live until around 570. Theyre temperament tends towards being calm, unless threatened or bothered, in which case they will stare the cause down in order to intimidate it into backing down. If that fails, they attack, releasing terrifying cries as it strikes with its talons. They were originally created by a goddess of light and magic and a god of the night sky, darkness, and fear. Their innate connection to light and dark gives them the ability to magically manipulate both, allowing them to make themselves and what they hold invisible. In addition, their magic deity related origins them to see magical effects near them, and causes magical force to improve its sight, allowing its eyes to better see through deceitful magical effects and into the ethereal plane. However, their innate and magical connection to the sky controls their ability to fly, as their wings cant fully carry their weight. If their innate magic is cut off, then they temporary lose their ability to take to the skies.
*Sweet!* ”This can carry all of us?”
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Barachiel walks inside and returns shortly with a kettle of earl grey and another mug.
Roran shifts his form back to humanoid, blood staining his white hair. “Thank you.. May I ask what god you served?”
Barachiel tries to rub the blood out of Roran's hair. "I'll take that information to my grave."
Roran shivers and stays completely still, eyes wide.
Barachiel stops. "Are you alright?" *got swim, see you tomorrow.*
*Bye!* He looks away. “You don’t need to stop. I’m fine.”
Barachiel continues trying to clean the blood. Does it come out?
Because his hair is white, it looks like its staining badly like dye. A few showers or an impromptu dunk in a large body of water will probably get it out.
Barachiel stops and sips his tea. "You need anything else?"
“No, I’m good. Thank you.” He sighs. “Why are you helping me?”
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Allison is in her garden. She is taking care of her plants, talking to them slightly, as she works. She sits down by the stream that cuts through it and listens to the world around her.
Lore is taking a walk through the woods. Elmo and Nicky follow at her heel's, sniffing occasional things that are around them.
Yuri is napping in Teruo's room.
She hears light peaceful footsteps come up, it's Gust, "Mind if I?" They ask pointing to the ground near her.
Barachiel walks inside and returns shortly with a kettle of earl grey and another mug.
Roran shifts his form back to humanoid, blood staining his white hair. “Thank you.. May I ask what god you served?”
Barachiel tries to rub the blood out of Roran's hair. "I'll take that information to my grave."
Roran shivers and stays completely still, eyes wide.
Barachiel stops. "Are you alright?" *got swim, see you tomorrow.*
*Bye!* He looks away. “You don’t need to stop. I’m fine.”
Barachiel continues trying to clean the blood. Does it come out?
Because his hair is white, it looks like its staining badly like dye. A few showers or an impromptu dunk in a large body of water will probably get it out.
Barachiel stops and sips his tea. "You need anything else?"
“No, I’m good. Thank you.” He sighs. “Why are you helping me?”
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.
Barachiel walks inside and returns shortly with a kettle of earl grey and another mug.
Roran shifts his form back to humanoid, blood staining his white hair. “Thank you.. May I ask what god you served?”
Barachiel tries to rub the blood out of Roran's hair. "I'll take that information to my grave."
Roran shivers and stays completely still, eyes wide.
Barachiel stops. "Are you alright?" *got swim, see you tomorrow.*
*Bye!* He looks away. “You don’t need to stop. I’m fine.”
Barachiel continues trying to clean the blood. Does it come out?
Because his hair is white, it looks like its staining badly like dye. A few showers or an impromptu dunk in a large body of water will probably get it out.
Barachiel stops and sips his tea. "You need anything else?"
“No, I’m good. Thank you.” He sighs. “Why are you helping me?”
"Do you not want my attention?"
“I’m not complaining. I love it. I was just curious as to why? What happened to that hero that you helped?”
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Allison is in her garden. She is taking care of her plants, talking to them slightly, as she works. She sits down by the stream that cuts through it and listens to the world around her.
Lore is taking a walk through the woods. Elmo and Nicky follow at her heel's, sniffing occasional things that are around them.
Yuri is napping in Teruo's room.
She hears light peaceful footsteps come up, it's Gust, "Mind if I?" They ask pointing to the ground near her.
Allison chuckles "Please do, it would be nice to have some company"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Aww, man, I just missed the thread getting to 4000. (At least for my screen.)*
Teruo is sleeping in his room.
Wolfe is playing some music to herself.
Rancor is eating a bear.
*Good mornin*
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Spectwings are huge bird-like creatures. Most of them tend to be a grey color, with glowing neon blue patterns between their eyes(sorta like a V, that extends to curve above the eyes) and on their wings(Individual stripe patterns Tend to be curving and flowing). Their flight tends to make an ominous whistle sound, and their presence tends to either bring a comfort to someone, or to greatly unnerve them. They are commonly used as 'mounts', as they carry specially designed wheel-less 'carts' in their talons, holding anywhere from 4-10 people on average. Spectwings are usually hatched in the feywild, shadowfell or ethereal plane, and migrate to the material (usually Sogel) around the age of 4, in an annual migration. They tend to live until around 570. Theyre temperament tends towards being calm, unless threatened or bothered, in which case they will stare the cause down in order to intimidate it into backing down. If that fails, they attack, releasing terrifying cries as it strikes with its talons. They were originally created by a goddess of light and magic and a god of the night sky, darkness, and fear. Their innate connection to light and dark gives them the ability to magically manipulate both, allowing them to make themselves and what they hold invisible. In addition, their magic deity related origins them to see magical effects near them, and causes magical force to improve its sight, allowing its eyes to better see through deceitful magical effects and into the ethereal plane. However, their innate and magical connection to the sky controls their ability to fly, as their wings cant fully carry their weight. If their innate magic is cut off, then they temporary lose their ability to take to the skies.
*Sweet!* ”This can carry all of us?”
"Definitely. Sedarina has carried 7 passengers before. 3 will not be.much"
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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)
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"Definitely. Sedarina has carried 7 passengers before. 3 will not be.much"
*Atemos needs one grrr*
Zay looks impressed. He helps Mali on before climbing on himself.
"Would you be most comfortable with me in the front, middle or back?"
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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)
Barachiel walks inside and returns shortly with a kettle of earl grey and another mug.
Roran shifts his form back to humanoid, blood staining his white hair. “Thank you.. May I ask what god you served?”
Barachiel tries to rub the blood out of Roran's hair. "I'll take that information to my grave."
Roran shivers and stays completely still, eyes wide.
Barachiel stops. "Are you alright?" *got swim, see you tomorrow.*
*Bye!* He looks away. “You don’t need to stop. I’m fine.”
Barachiel continues trying to clean the blood. Does it come out?
Because his hair is white, it looks like its staining badly like dye. A few showers or an impromptu dunk in a large body of water will probably get it out.
Barachiel stops and sips his tea. "You need anything else?"
“No, I’m good. Thank you.” He sighs. “Why are you helping me?”
"Do you not want my attention?"
“I’m not complaining. I love it. I was just curious as to why? What happened to that hero that you helped?”
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.
Miss. The basilisk retaliates now that he’s in range.
Attack: 21 Damage: 9
Gnoll attacks:
Attack: 8 Damage: 8 Attack: 16 Damage: 3
He takes the full brunt and tumbles onto the ground, quickly getting up with HB (react) & BH to counter strike
Make 2 dc 14 dex saves to half each 14 & 13 fire
and backs up 30 ft.
DEX: 19
DEX: 7
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He looks away & goes for a stab with his rapier.
Hit: 5 Damage: 6
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*LORE DUMP*
Spectwings are huge bird-like creatures. Most of them tend to be a grey color, with glowing neon blue patterns between their eyes(sorta like a V, that extends to curve above the eyes) and on their wings(Individual stripe patterns Tend to be curving and flowing). Their flight tends to make an ominous whistle sound, and their presence tends to either bring a comfort to someone, or to greatly unnerve them. They are commonly used as 'mounts', as they carry specially designed wheel-less 'carts' in their talons, holding anywhere from 4-10 people on average. Spectwings are usually hatched in the feywild, shadowfell or ethereal plane, and migrate to the material (usually Sogel) around the age of 4, in an annual migration. They tend to live until around 570. Theyre temperament tends towards being calm, unless threatened or bothered, in which case they will stare the cause down in order to intimidate it into backing down. If that fails, they attack, releasing terrifying cries as it strikes with its talons. They were originally created by a goddess of light and magic and a god of the night sky, darkness, and fear. Their innate connection to light and dark gives them the ability to magically manipulate both, allowing them to make themselves and what they hold invisible. In addition, their magic deity related origins them to see magical effects near them, and causes magical force to improve its sight, allowing its eyes to better see through deceitful magical effects and into the ethereal plane. However, their innate and magical connection to the sky controls their ability to fly, as their wings cant fully carry their weight. If their innate magic is cut off, then they temporary lose their ability to take to the skies.
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)
*read it, nice. & thx*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Barachiel stops and sips his tea. "You need anything else?"
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 morning!*
-Let me set up the girl trio-
Allison is in her garden. She is taking care of her plants, talking to them slightly, as she works. She sits down by the stream that cuts through it and listens to the world around her.
Lore is taking a walk through the woods. Elmo and Nicky follow at her heel's, sniffing occasional things that are around them.
Yuri is napping in Teruo's room.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Miss. The basilisk retaliates now that he’s in range.
Attack: 7 Damage: 7
Gnoll attacks:
Attack: 15 Damage: 9
Attack: 11 Damage: 8
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*Sweet!*
”This can carry all of us?”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
“No, I’m good. Thank you.” He sighs. “Why are you helping me?”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
She hears light peaceful footsteps come up, it's Gust, "Mind if I?" They ask pointing to the ground near her.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Do you not want my attention?"
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.
*Aww, man, I just missed the thread getting to 4000. (At least for my screen.)*
Teruo is sleeping in his room.
Wolfe is playing some music to herself.
Rancor is eating a bear.
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.
“I’m not complaining. I love it. I was just curious as to why? What happened to that hero that you helped?”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Allison chuckles "Please do, it would be nice to have some company"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Good mornin*
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"Definitely. Sedarina has carried 7 passengers before. 3 will not be.much"
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)
*Atemos needs one grrr*
Zay looks impressed. He helps Mali in before climbing in himself.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
He takes the full brunt and tumbles onto the ground, quickly getting up with HB (react) & BH to counter strike
Make 2 dc 14 dex saves to half each 6 & 16 fire
and backs up 30 ft.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Would you be most comfortable with me in the front, middle or back?"
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)
"Probably dead by now."
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.
DEX: 19
DEX: 7
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ