Soldaer chuckles. Understandable, my love. Although I guess I may have to accelerate the work on our house, and include a room for our child.
It'll be weird to have to worry about a youngun. Would it be safe to bring them here??
Soldaer pulls her a little closer. Of course it will. Remember, I've made some very good, and powerful, friends here who will protect our child with their lives, just like I know we would. He kisses Nia on the top of her head. Our child will be safe, my love. Don't you doubt it. Remember, Phantom will be their uncle, and Atemos probably won't want to be left out either.
Ok, i'll need to thank them then.
Soldaer nods, and shifts so Nia's leaning a little more against him, and he leans into her at the same time.
Mmmm, you're still really comfy
Soldaer chuckles. Well that's good to know.
She's quiet for a while, What shouldwe name them?
Soldaer goes quiet for a while. I'm...not sure...
We should think about that
Soldaer nods. Definitely, although we have time to discuss that. He sighs, and seems to relax against Nia.
NIa make a small 'mmm' noise in response
Soldaer chuckles slightly. Time to head upstairs and get some sleep?
[[ the fact Apifite says all this stuff with a straight face is hilarious]]
“I’m just surprised you aren’t fazed by my extra arms-“ he finishes the sugar water and pulls up his gas mask “you want one?” He holds out a white and blue gas mask and goggles
”I’m.. quite alright without it. I never caught your name by the way?”
*Bravest person I’ve ever seen. Also Roran has a british accent.*
“Apifite Mercury, but my friends call me honey, how bout you?”
[[ Apifite has a German accent]]
“Roran. Roran Haventree.” He finished up the food, still looking starving.
[[ I’m back from eating for the first time today :] ]]
”still hungry?”
*Wb! You should eat more.. that’s not healthy.*
He seems embarrassed. “A bit..”
[[ thank you. I know, but I forget to feed myself :,] ]]
“I can get you another steak if y’a want- doc gave me enough money to last at least ten years in maximum comfort… mostly cuz he knew I’d find some friends or blow some of it on something stupid” he grins sheepishly
*Still not healthy. Eat consistently or I will sternly scold you for not taking care of yourself.*
“I don’t want to take your money, but thank you for the offer.” He turned his head away in a tsundere? kinda way. “And.. I appreciate the kindness you have shown me.”
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Soldaer is sitting at a table inside, looking a little tired and eating a little late lunch.
Yazrin is inside.
[Open slot]
Yacatl waves
(Hello again Yacatl. How are you my friend?)
Okay.... You?
Yazrin sighs. (Been better, but been worse.)
*Not mentioning the deal thing since Riley, the only real reason he made the deal, has sorta been phased out.*
Mmm... anything I can do?
*Naturally*
Yazrin shakes his head, smiling slightly. (Not really. Just a mood I guess.)
Okay... Want to talk outloud?
Yazrin laughs. "Sure. C'mon over here, my friend. What did your want to talk about?"
"I just... want to relax with someone..." They say, 'walking' over. "So... heard any good jokes recently?"
Yazrin chuckles. "Not really. Been busy training and exploring the forest a bit. There's a surprising number of caves in there."
"Ooo, I wonder how they look in the feywild... Found anything interesting in them?"
"Nothing too much, aside from the Umber Hulk that decided to try and have me for lunch." He says with a laugh.
Yacatl nods. "Sounds fun! Did your memories get scrambled?"
Yazrin looks at him confusedly for a second. "Who are you again?" He asks, before a smile grows across his face, which slowly grows into a full-on laugh.
Yacatl was freaked out for a second and tries to regain his calm. "Um... yeah... funny."
Yazrin chuckles. "Do you honestly think that I could forget you? And to answer your question, no, it didn't scramble my mind."
"Good... Sorry, I... have just lost a lot due to many things. Memory scrambling, teleportation, curses, etc... I don't find it a joking matter."
Yazrin chuckles slightly, but nods. "I'll keep that in mind next time."
A small, odd little plant sprouted out of the ground near the tavern.
Yasu goes up and pokes it. “Aw.. a little plant.”
The little plant attempts to grab onto Yasu. he realises it is growing quite quickly, and is already about a foot tall.
“Oohhhhh [1 gp]…” He backs away, pulling out a lumberjack axe. He attempts to chop at it.
he chops it in half, but it keeps growing. it burrows its tendrils into his leg. does a 10 beat your armor class?
No, but he jumps back. Yasu throws a jar of alchemist fire at it.
roll to attack. armor class: 14.
Attack: 10
The Plant swivels out of the way, and burrows it's tendrils into Yasu's leg again. 18 hit: 6
Miss. He jumps back. “Yall, who brought the feral plant here?!?!” Yasu flips off the plant.
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Soldaer is sitting at a table inside, looking a little tired and eating a little late lunch.
Yazrin is inside.
[Open slot]
Yacatl waves
(Hello again Yacatl. How are you my friend?)
Okay.... You?
Yazrin sighs. (Been better, but been worse.)
*Not mentioning the deal thing since Riley, the only real reason he made the deal, has sorta been phased out.*
Mmm... anything I can do?
*Naturally*
Yazrin shakes his head, smiling slightly. (Not really. Just a mood I guess.)
Okay... Want to talk outloud?
Yazrin laughs. "Sure. C'mon over here, my friend. What did your want to talk about?"
"I just... want to relax with someone..." They say, 'walking' over. "So... heard any good jokes recently?"
Yazrin chuckles. "Not really. Been busy training and exploring the forest a bit. There's a surprising number of caves in there."
"Ooo, I wonder how they look in the feywild... Found anything interesting in them?"
"Nothing too much, aside from the Umber Hulk that decided to try and have me for lunch." He says with a laugh.
Yacatl nods. "Sounds fun! Did your memories get scrambled?"
Yazrin looks at him confusedly for a second. "Who are you again?" He asks, before a smile grows across his face, which slowly grows into a full-on laugh.
Yacatl was freaked out for a second and tries to regain his calm. "Um... yeah... funny."
Yazrin chuckles. "Do you honestly think that I could forget you? And to answer your question, no, it didn't scramble my mind."
"Good... Sorry, I... have just lost a lot due to many things. Memory scrambling, teleportation, curses, etc... I don't find it a joking matter."
Yazrin chuckles slightly, but nods. "I'll keep that in mind next time."
"Thanks." He says, forcing a smile. "Um... did you defeat the umber hulk?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Oh, we aren't at peace, not with the orcs in the Lyasel mountains being continually belligerent. As for other kingdoms, the only kingdoms nearby have been our allies for the past thousand years or so. There is peace, for the most part. The throne is secure, and, if I want it, I will be secure on it for the majority of my lifetime.
All I can do is hope you are not like other kings and will lead your subjects well..
Soldaer smiles. Thank you, my friend. If I don't abdicate my right to the throne, or die before my time, I hope to follow in my father's footsteps, and to do his legacy proud.
Your father? Was he a good king?
He IS a good king. Both he and my mother are still very much alive.
Then why did you leave?
Soldaer chuckles. Because of the drama from the other nobles, the courtiers, and the other staff. I'm a pretty laid-back person, and the drama just got the better of me eventually, and I choose to leave rather than snap and lose my cool.
Nobility can be like that. What world are you from?
*It's a HB world the currently has no name, so...*
[enter world name here]. It's pretty well sealed from the rest of the universe, kinda like Eberron.
Interesting. Does your world have a cure for lycanthropy by any chance?
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Soldaer is sitting at a table inside, looking a little tired and eating a little late lunch.
Yazrin is inside.
[Open slot]
Yacatl waves
(Hello again Yacatl. How are you my friend?)
Okay.... You?
Yazrin sighs. (Been better, but been worse.)
*Not mentioning the deal thing since Riley, the only real reason he made the deal, has sorta been phased out.*
Mmm... anything I can do?
*Naturally*
Yazrin shakes his head, smiling slightly. (Not really. Just a mood I guess.)
Okay... Want to talk outloud?
Yazrin laughs. "Sure. C'mon over here, my friend. What did your want to talk about?"
"I just... want to relax with someone..." They say, 'walking' over. "So... heard any good jokes recently?"
Yazrin chuckles. "Not really. Been busy training and exploring the forest a bit. There's a surprising number of caves in there."
"Ooo, I wonder how they look in the feywild... Found anything interesting in them?"
"Nothing too much, aside from the Umber Hulk that decided to try and have me for lunch." He says with a laugh.
Yacatl nods. "Sounds fun! Did your memories get scrambled?"
Yazrin looks at him confusedly for a second. "Who are you again?" He asks, before a smile grows across his face, which slowly grows into a full-on laugh.
Yacatl was freaked out for a second and tries to regain his calm. "Um... yeah... funny."
Yazrin chuckles. "Do you honestly think that I could forget you? And to answer your question, no, it didn't scramble my mind."
"Good... Sorry, I... have just lost a lot due to many things. Memory scrambling, teleportation, curses, etc... I don't find it a joking matter."
Yazrin chuckles slightly, but nods. "I'll keep that in mind next time."
"Thanks." He says, forcing a smile. "Um... did you defeat the umber hulk?"
Yazrin grins. "Took an arrow to both eyes, and then one through its mouth. It's lying dead at the entrance of the cave it crawled out of."
*Time to introduce this mildly rushed character whom I still really love the idea of and I hope y'all love too.*
A tallish figure opens the door to the tavern, escorted by the cheerful, cascading sound of small bells. They stroke their chin as they walk into the quieting hustle and bustle of the tavern. They cut an odd figure, a well-groomed and waxed thick brown beard and mustache, the latter of which's ends have been twirled around into near-loops. An upturned, impish nose and mischievous sparkling blue eyes command the greater part of the figure's face, which is topped by an odd peaked cap made out of yellow cloth whose end falls limp around his shoulder, a small bell hanging from its tip. The figure wears battered plate armor, adorned with rows and rows of small golden bells, from the edges of the pauldrons to the upturned tips of the boots. A wooden round shield painted with the emblem of a white flame is strapped to one arm, while the other loosely carries an iron-tipped spear like a walking stick. They sit down at the bar, his armor chiming as he makes his way across the tavern floor.
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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.
Oh, we aren't at peace, not with the orcs in the Lyasel mountains being continually belligerent. As for other kingdoms, the only kingdoms nearby have been our allies for the past thousand years or so. There is peace, for the most part. The throne is secure, and, if I want it, I will be secure on it for the majority of my lifetime.
All I can do is hope you are not like other kings and will lead your subjects well..
Soldaer smiles. Thank you, my friend. If I don't abdicate my right to the throne, or die before my time, I hope to follow in my father's footsteps, and to do his legacy proud.
Your father? Was he a good king?
He IS a good king. Both he and my mother are still very much alive.
Then why did you leave?
Soldaer chuckles. Because of the drama from the other nobles, the courtiers, and the other staff. I'm a pretty laid-back person, and the drama just got the better of me eventually, and I choose to leave rather than snap and lose my cool.
Nobility can be like that. What world are you from?
*It's a HB world the currently has no name, so...*
[enter world name here]. It's pretty well sealed from the rest of the universe, kinda like Eberron.
Interesting. Does your world have a cure for lycanthropy by any chance?
A Wish spell, Greater Restoration, and a few other spells, but nothing that most other worlds don't have.
"Too attached? Who told you, and what did they mean?"
“Atemos sent me here to help watch over him while he was in a trance-like state. He chose me because I was level headed and focused. He didn’t.. want me mingling with others.”
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Soldaer chuckles. Understandable, my love. Although I guess I may have to accelerate the work on our house, and include a room for our child.
It'll be weird to have to worry about a youngun. Would it be safe to bring them here??
Soldaer pulls her a little closer. Of course it will. Remember, I've made some very good, and powerful, friends here who will protect our child with their lives, just like I know we would. He kisses Nia on the top of her head. Our child will be safe, my love. Don't you doubt it. Remember, Phantom will be their uncle, and Atemos probably won't want to be left out either.
Ok, i'll need to thank them then.
Soldaer nods, and shifts so Nia's leaning a little more against him, and he leans into her at the same time.
Mmmm, you're still really comfy
Soldaer chuckles. Well that's good to know.
She's quiet for a while, What shouldwe name them?
Soldaer goes quiet for a while. I'm...not sure...
We should think about that
Soldaer nods. Definitely, although we have time to discuss that. He sighs, and seems to relax against Nia.
NIa make a small 'mmm' noise in response
Soldaer chuckles slightly. Time to head upstairs and get some sleep?
*Time to introduce this mildly rushed character whom I still really love the idea of and I hope y'all love too.*
A tallish figure opens the door to the tavern, escorted by the cheerful, cascading sound of small bells. They stroke their chin as they walk into the quieting hustle and bustle of the tavern. They cut an odd figure, a well-groomed and waxed thick brown beard and mustache, the latter of which's ends have been twirled around into near-loops. An upturned, impish nose and mischievous sparkling blue eyes command the greater part of the figure's face, which is topped by an odd peaked cap made out of yellow cloth whose end falls limp around his shoulder, a small bell hanging from its tip. The figure wears battered plate armor, adorned with rows and rows of small golden bells, from the edges of the pauldrons to the upturned tips of the boots. A wooden round shield painted with the emblem of a white flame is strapped to one arm, while the other loosely carries an iron-tipped spear like a walking stick. They sit down at the bar, his armor chiming as he makes his way across the tavern floor.
Gwen looks over at them, curious but shy. They begin to sketch them
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Tall, tacky yellow suit, glowing neon tattoos, dark skin, no visible weapons, large backpack.*
Zya walks over
"Hello Yasu, my name is Zya."
Yasu finger guns. “Wassup? I’m Yasu, your local taxi guy.”
"Taxi?As in.... ohh, you are from the future. I see. The yellow magically propelling vehicles?"
“No idea what you’re talking about! I taxi people on my gator boat. Which is… currently in the shop right now. I was in a gator crash.”
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"Uh... my boyfriend, Adder."
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
Soldaer chuckles slightly. Time to head upstairs and get some sleep?
*Still not healthy. Eat consistently or I will sternly scold you for not taking care of yourself.*
“I don’t want to take your money, but thank you for the offer.” He turned his head away in a tsundere? kinda way. “And.. I appreciate the kindness you have shown me.”
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Yazrin chuckles slightly, but nods. "I'll keep that in mind next time."
"Mmm... Want me to teach you how to draw?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Miss. He jumps back. “Yall, who brought the feral plant here?!?!” Yasu flips off the plant.
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"Thanks." He says, forcing a smile. "Um... did you defeat the umber hulk?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Yacatl looks around for Atemos
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Interesting. Does your world have a cure for lycanthropy by any chance?
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Yazrin grins. "Took an arrow to both eyes, and then one through its mouth. It's lying dead at the entrance of the cave it crawled out of."
*Time to introduce this mildly rushed character whom I still really love the idea of and I hope y'all love too.*
A tallish figure opens the door to the tavern, escorted by the cheerful, cascading sound of small bells. They stroke their chin as they walk into the quieting hustle and bustle of the tavern. They cut an odd figure, a well-groomed and waxed thick brown beard and mustache, the latter of which's ends have been twirled around into near-loops. An upturned, impish nose and mischievous sparkling blue eyes command the greater part of the figure's face, which is topped by an odd peaked cap made out of yellow cloth whose end falls limp around his shoulder, a small bell hanging from its tip. The figure wears battered plate armor, adorned with rows and rows of small golden bells, from the edges of the pauldrons to the upturned tips of the boots. A wooden round shield painted with the emblem of a white flame is strapped to one arm, while the other loosely carries an iron-tipped spear like a walking stick. They sit down at the bar, his armor chiming as he makes his way across the tavern floor.
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"
"Good... um... So how is being a ranger?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A Wish spell, Greater Restoration, and a few other spells, but nothing that most other worlds don't have.
“Atemos sent me here to help watch over him while he was in a trance-like state. He chose me because I was level headed and focused. He didn’t.. want me mingling with others.”
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*gtg, sorry.*
N/A
Nuuu, don't wanna move, to comfy
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
Gwen looks over at them, curious but shy. They begin to sketch them
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Is Nia in the tavern?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Cyno*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
“No idea what you’re talking about! I taxi people on my gator boat. Which is… currently in the shop right now. I was in a gator crash.”
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