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*Edit: mistyped, so that's why it is claiming I manipulated the roll...originally put 12 in instead of 11 for the bonus.*
*Its ok, it would've passed anyways lol*
He moves out of the way before the thorns get him. They rise up from the ground like a formidable wall.
Soldaer laughs, smiling wickedly. Hey Spawn. I know we got off on the wrong foot, but there's someone here who's trying to KILL A GARDEN.
Spawn appears in a fiery green tornado. Smoke pools from his eyes as the world begins to get darker and darker, hindering any sight that impedes magic. His green eyes flare and shine in the dark like a horrific visage.
If any of you so much as a poked one of my Dahlias...There is going to be literal Hell to pay. This world is mine. Not any of yours. It doesn't belong to the Seelie Court or some Twilight Prince. It belongs to the Hellspawn- and there's only one. I will butcher both of your people and planes if you continue this bickering of yours. I have plans far greater than any of you could imagine and you're meager disturbance has put a halt on these plans. This is your first warning, but I am no angel. There will be no second chances for there is no rest for the dead.
"Like your wife and children dying while you could do nothing" Yuri hissed "and like you doing nothing then, you can't do anything now"
Spawn's gaze shifts to Yuri. You stole my ring, didn't you...
*Make an INT save.*
15
*Yuri did not steal steal the ring but she has heard stories*
*See my Quick Note: No one should know about Spawn's past unless they are an Archdevil, Allison, or himself. Because the Archdevils think they are in control of Spawn, they wouldn't share his past with anyone.*
Yuri is sucked into a [Tooltip Not Found].
*ah, ok.*
*tool tip?*
*An Iron Flask.*
"I've been waiting to do that for a while..." Spawn grumbles.
*Can wish be used inside the flask? i was reading about the flask on the items list but it said nothing*
*This is one of Spawn's inventions. Once trapped, you're trapped. You cannot be released unless he pops off the stopper. In addition, creatures that have been trapped before have disadvantage instead of advantage on the saving throw to avoid being trapped.*
*Ah, Does it still retain its time of 1 hour?*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"So nothing on if it changes the mind or behaviours of those with it?"
"I don't think so."
He sighs & sits down next to him, "Great."
"Any reason why?"
"Well if if so we need to do something about him, maybe not what Atemos did, but something. If not then we're fine to leave him, but the thing is I don't know if Atemos is right, we can't just do this stuff to an innocent person, & if we do nothing then who know what could happen." He seems a little stressed.
"Hey. Don't worry. Everything will work itself out."
"It'll work itself out if lycanthropy does make him bloodthirsty?"
"I'll be watching him to make sure nothing happens."
"Alright," He sighs, "Wanna go get some coffee?"
"What's coffee?"
*uh oh*
"A drink, it wakes you up & calms the nerves."
*:)*
"Like tea?"
*Val's already a coffee addict.*
"I haven't had tea but yeah."
"You've never had tea?"
"Nah." He shakes his head.
"Huh. So where do we get coffee?" Barachiel says the word strangely.
"The tavern, they serve it, aaand we don't have money." He facepalms.
Barachiel fumbles with something in a pouch and removes a platinum piece.
"How, wha," He tries to talk but stops a moment, "How, by the heavens, did you get that?" He says keeping himself from shouting.
Barachiel's smile runs away from his face. "The job."
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.
"Right, yeah...thanks, Yuri." Emrick nods and smiles sheepishly. "Where did you come from?"
*I forgot to ask for a description of Emrick lol, may i please have one tavern mother*
"I came from the feywild" she said "I am the queen of spring"
*Yes you may, lol. He's a Half-Elf, but he looks like a Drow. He has normal human ears but dark grey skin and stark white long hair. The left of his face is very handsome but the right sight is terribly scarred. He wears decent looking clothing and carries a sheathed rapier. His eyes are yellow.*
"Oh snap..." Emrick looks surprised. "Should I...should I bow or something??"
"Hehe! no you do not need to" she chirps "I simply enjoy talking to you"
"Okay, cool..." Emrick trails off. "What are you doing here? Don't you have like an escort or something? Fey soldiers or whatnot?"
"No i do not. I rather travel by myself then with a entourage like Tatiana" she said
"So...is there a King? Or...or are you like the Drow where only woman rule?" He raises an eyebrow.
"There are four of us, I rule spring, Tatiana rules summer, then their is the autumn and winter court but i have little interest in them" she said
"How do you become queen? Did you have to marry or something? Or are you just...chosen?" Emrick winces again. "Sorry about the questions...never met nice royalty before."
"I was chosen" she said and chuckled "Do not be ashamed of your questions my friend, you are simply learning and im trying to provide you with correct and truthful answers"
"Thanks for that." Emrick keeps his gaze on the ground. "Yeah, I've never had anyone this invested in me before...And I'm the one asking questions, heheh."
"would you rather i ask the questions?" she asked, leaning her head on her hand.
"Uuuhhhh..." Emrick looks nervous. "Sure?"
"Where are you from?"
"Toril. More specifically, The Sword Coasts." Emrick smile faintly.
"Interesting, Did you work as a bard there as well?"
"Well actually, due to some family issues, I was sent to Icewind Dale. That's where I became a bard and spent most of my time. But, I'm more of like a...musical archeologist? I love history and I love music."
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The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that... "Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent* "Eliksni must rise...yes?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
Yuri continues walking through the forest with Lazarus "So with our deal.. This wooden child you will make, I want magic imbued into its husk"
"Mmm... What type of magic? Blood magic?"
"Ha! your jokes amuse me, no. Simple base magic of animate statues"
"Mmm... Without blood magic?" They say, not thinking this a joking matter
"No" she said, giggling a bit, finding this funny
Lazarus frowns slightly. "You find this amusing, don't you? Me not knowing the strange costumes of the feywild?" He says, not angry but curious
"A little, forgive me if i seem rude about it, it just amuses me, but there is time to teach you" she said
"It's fine. I have cause enough pain in my unlife, at least I am making someone happy." They think for a while. "So no blood magic, and my paladin powers can't animate really anything..."
"Then gain the powers my friend" she said and smiled, turning backwards and falling into a pile of leaves that some how turn into millions of butterflies.
Lazarus looks on jealously. "Is there a time limit on this offer?"
"No, I am patient and do not need it right away"
"Do I have to enchant it, or can I make someone else enchant it?"
She shakes her head, a butterfly with bright orange and red wings crawling on her finger, "I could not care how you get it, so long as you get it"
"Mmm... Okay. Thank you for the offer, by the way." He says, reaching his hand out to touch the butterfly, but stops halfway, muttering to himself
She chuckles and stands up, picking up a small amount of leaves and giving them to him to cup in his hands before turning them into butterflies for him.
Lazarus tries to stand still for the butterflies, not moving. thank you. Sorry if I should of asked first
"It is ok, you looked like you wanted to touch one of them" she said and chuckled, holding a purple-violet one gently on her hand
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
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*Edit: mistyped, so that's why it is claiming I manipulated the roll...originally put 12 in instead of 11 for the bonus.*
*Its ok, it would've passed anyways lol*
He moves out of the way before the thorns get him. They rise up from the ground like a formidable wall.
Soldaer laughs, smiling wickedly. Hey Spawn. I know we got off on the wrong foot, but there's someone here who's trying to KILL A GARDEN.
Spawn appears in a fiery green tornado. Smoke pools from his eyes as the world begins to get darker and darker, hindering any sight that impedes magic. His green eyes flare and shine in the dark like a horrific visage.
If any of you so much as a poked one of my Dahlias...There is going to be literal Hell to pay. This world is mine. Not any of yours. It doesn't belong to the Seelie Court or some Twilight Prince. It belongs to the Hellspawn- and there's only one. I will butcher both of your people and planes if you continue this bickering of yours. I have plans far greater than any of you could imagine and you're meager disturbance has put a halt on these plans. This is your first warning, but I am no angel. There will be no second chances for there is no rest for the dead.
"Like your wife and children dying while you could do nothing" Yuri hissed "and like you doing nothing then, you can't do anything now"
Spawn's gaze shifts to Yuri. You stole my ring, didn't you...
*Make an INT save.*
15
*Yuri did not steal steal the ring but she has heard stories*
*See my Quick Note: No one should know about Spawn's past unless they are an Archdevil, Allison, or himself. Because the Archdevils think they are in control of Spawn, they wouldn't share his past with anyone.*
Yuri is sucked into a [Tooltip Not Found].
*ah, ok.*
*tool tip?*
*An Iron Flask.*
"I've been waiting to do that for a while..." Spawn grumbles.
A raven lands on his shoulder, pecking at spawns eyes
Yuri continues walking through the forest with Lazarus "So with our deal.. This wooden child you will make, I want magic imbued into its husk"
"Mmm... What type of magic? Blood magic?"
"Ha! your jokes amuse me, no. Simple base magic of animate statues"
"Mmm... Without blood magic?" They say, not thinking this a joking matter
"No" she said, giggling a bit, finding this funny
Lazarus frowns slightly. "You find this amusing, don't you? Me not knowing the strange costumes of the feywild?" He says, not angry but curious
"A little, forgive me if i seem rude about it, it just amuses me, but there is time to teach you" she said
"It's fine. I have cause enough pain in my unlife, at least I am making someone happy." They think for a while. "So no blood magic, and my paladin powers can't animate really anything..."
"Then gain the powers my friend" she said and smiled, turning backwards and falling into a pile of leaves that some how turn into millions of butterflies.
Lazarus looks on jealously. "Is there a time limit on this offer?"
"No, I am patient and do not need it right away"
"Do I have to enchant it, or can I make someone else enchant it?"
She shakes her head, a butterfly with bright orange and red wings crawling on her finger, "I could not care how you get it, so long as you get it"
"Mmm... Okay. Thank you for the offer, by the way." He says, reaching his hand out to touch the butterfly, but stops halfway, muttering to himself
She chuckles and stands up, picking up a small amount of leaves and giving them to him to cup in his hands before turning them into butterflies for him.
Lazarus tries to stand still for the butterflies, not moving. thank you. Sorry if I should of asked first
"It is ok, you looked like you wanted to touch one of them" she said and chuckled, holding a purple-violet one gently on her hand
i did. Just.... Me and living animals don't mix. Most run away, or get aggressive towards me. Lazarus says, standing as still as a statue
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"Right, yeah...thanks, Yuri." Emrick nods and smiles sheepishly. "Where did you come from?"
*I forgot to ask for a description of Emrick lol, may i please have one tavern mother*
"I came from the feywild" she said "I am the queen of spring"
*Yes you may, lol. He's a Half-Elf, but he looks like a Drow. He has normal human ears but dark grey skin and stark white long hair. The left of his face is very handsome but the right sight is terribly scarred. He wears decent looking clothing and carries a sheathed rapier. His eyes are yellow.*
"Oh snap..." Emrick looks surprised. "Should I...should I bow or something??"
"Hehe! no you do not need to" she chirps "I simply enjoy talking to you"
"Okay, cool..." Emrick trails off. "What are you doing here? Don't you have like an escort or something? Fey soldiers or whatnot?"
"No i do not. I rather travel by myself then with a entourage like Tatiana" she said
"So...is there a King? Or...or are you like the Drow where only woman rule?" He raises an eyebrow.
"There are four of us, I rule spring, Tatiana rules summer, then their is the autumn and winter court but i have little interest in them" she said
"How do you become queen? Did you have to marry or something? Or are you just...chosen?" Emrick winces again. "Sorry about the questions...never met nice royalty before."
"I was chosen" she said and chuckled "Do not be ashamed of your questions my friend, you are simply learning and im trying to provide you with correct and truthful answers"
"Thanks for that." Emrick keeps his gaze on the ground. "Yeah, I've never had anyone this invested in me before...And I'm the one asking questions, heheh."
"would you rather i ask the questions?" she asked, leaning her head on her hand.
"Uuuhhhh..." Emrick looks nervous. "Sure?"
"Where are you from?"
"Toril. More specifically, The Sword Coasts." Emrick smile faintly.
"Interesting, Did you work as a bard there as well?"
"Well actually, due to some family issues, I was sent to Icewind Dale. That's where I became a bard and spent most of my time. But, I'm more of like a...musical archeologist? I love history and I love music."
She nods "With your music, do you typically hold a genre above other types? "
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Yacatl teleports the pair to a wooded area. New brilliant sounds and pictures fill Thara, as everything seems to be... More full. Yacatl finds a water fall and steps through it, motioning Thara to follow them. On the other side is a living room, with board games on one corner, a closet in another, and a work bench in the third. The room itself is filled with a sofa and a coffee table, while the walls are packed with moves, labeled in a script Thara *probably* can't read. Yacatl sits down on the couch, thinking of something or another
Want to do something then?
*Draconic & Common.* "Woah, this is your home?" She looks around.
"Like what?" She crosses her legs.
"Yes, this is my home... I do need to do some cleaning... Probably will make a mini golem or something for it... Why, something wrong?"
what do you like to do?
"Hm? No, of course not, this is just... cool." She smiles.
"A lot of things, but one is using magic."
Yacatl is sleeping. Thara can go into the closet, the kitchen, the bedroom, or stay in the main room.
mmm... Want to try some on me? Just as long as it is in the safety zone, I am fine
She chuckles at the sight of him asleep already, & she heads into the bedroom.
"Hm?" She tilts her head.
The bedroom is mostly occupied by a king sized bed. On the night stand are numerous potions, while the walls are decorated with maps and paintings of various things. The bed itself is nearly made, with a pattern of sea serpents decorating the blankets.
Yuri continues walking through the forest with Lazarus "So with our deal.. This wooden child you will make, I want magic imbued into its husk"
"Mmm... What type of magic? Blood magic?"
"Ha! your jokes amuse me, no. Simple base magic of animate statues"
"Mmm... Without blood magic?" They say, not thinking this a joking matter
"No" she said, giggling a bit, finding this funny
Lazarus frowns slightly. "You find this amusing, don't you? Me not knowing the strange costumes of the feywild?" He says, not angry but curious
"A little, forgive me if i seem rude about it, it just amuses me, but there is time to teach you" she said
"It's fine. I have cause enough pain in my unlife, at least I am making someone happy." They think for a while. "So no blood magic, and my paladin powers can't animate really anything..."
"Then gain the powers my friend" she said and smiled, turning backwards and falling into a pile of leaves that some how turn into millions of butterflies.
Lazarus looks on jealously. "Is there a time limit on this offer?"
"No, I am patient and do not need it right away"
"Do I have to enchant it, or can I make someone else enchant it?"
She shakes her head, a butterfly with bright orange and red wings crawling on her finger, "I could not care how you get it, so long as you get it"
"Mmm... Okay. Thank you for the offer, by the way." He says, reaching his hand out to touch the butterfly, but stops halfway, muttering to himself
She chuckles and stands up, picking up a small amount of leaves and giving them to him to cup in his hands before turning them into butterflies for him.
Lazarus tries to stand still for the butterflies, not moving. thank you. Sorry if I should of asked first
"It is ok, you looked like you wanted to touch one of them" she said and chuckled, holding a purple-violet one gently on her hand
i did. Just.... Me and living animals don't mix. Most run away, or get aggressive towards me. Lazarus says, standing as still as a statue
"It is ok, just breathe in and out, let them feel welcome towards you" she said and smiled warmly
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"So nothing on if it changes the mind or behaviours of those with it?"
"I don't think so."
He sighs & sits down next to him, "Great."
"Any reason why?"
"Well if if so we need to do something about him, maybe not what Atemos did, but something. If not then we're fine to leave him, but the thing is I don't know if Atemos is right, we can't just do this stuff to an innocent person, & if we do nothing then who know what could happen." He seems a little stressed.
"Hey. Don't worry. Everything will work itself out."
"It'll work itself out if lycanthropy does make him bloodthirsty?"
"I'll be watching him to make sure nothing happens."
"Alright," He sighs, "Wanna go get some coffee?"
"What's coffee?"
*uh oh*
"A drink, it wakes you up & calms the nerves."
*:)*
"Like tea?"
*Val's already a coffee addict.*
"I haven't had tea but yeah."
"You've never had tea?"
"Nah." He shakes his head.
"Huh. So where do we get coffee?" Barachiel says the word strangely.
"The tavern, they serve it, aaand we don't have money." He facepalms.
Barachiel fumbles with something in a pouch and removes a platinum piece.
"How, wha," He tries to talk but stops a moment, "How, by the heavens, did you get that?" He says keeping himself from shouting.
Barachiel's smile runs away from his face. "The job."
"Right, yeah...thanks, Yuri." Emrick nods and smiles sheepishly. "Where did you come from?"
*I forgot to ask for a description of Emrick lol, may i please have one tavern mother*
"I came from the feywild" she said "I am the queen of spring"
*Yes you may, lol. He's a Half-Elf, but he looks like a Drow. He has normal human ears but dark grey skin and stark white long hair. The left of his face is very handsome but the right sight is terribly scarred. He wears decent looking clothing and carries a sheathed rapier. His eyes are yellow.*
"Oh snap..." Emrick looks surprised. "Should I...should I bow or something??"
"Hehe! no you do not need to" she chirps "I simply enjoy talking to you"
"Okay, cool..." Emrick trails off. "What are you doing here? Don't you have like an escort or something? Fey soldiers or whatnot?"
"No i do not. I rather travel by myself then with a entourage like Tatiana" she said
"So...is there a King? Or...or are you like the Drow where only woman rule?" He raises an eyebrow.
"There are four of us, I rule spring, Tatiana rules summer, then their is the autumn and winter court but i have little interest in them" she said
"How do you become queen? Did you have to marry or something? Or are you just...chosen?" Emrick winces again. "Sorry about the questions...never met nice royalty before."
"I was chosen" she said and chuckled "Do not be ashamed of your questions my friend, you are simply learning and im trying to provide you with correct and truthful answers"
"Thanks for that." Emrick keeps his gaze on the ground. "Yeah, I've never had anyone this invested in me before...And I'm the one asking questions, heheh."
"would you rather i ask the questions?" she asked, leaning her head on her hand.
"Uuuhhhh..." Emrick looks nervous. "Sure?"
"Where are you from?"
"Toril. More specifically, The Sword Coasts." Emrick smile faintly.
"Interesting, Did you work as a bard there as well?"
"Well actually, due to some family issues, I was sent to Icewind Dale. That's where I became a bard and spent most of my time. But, I'm more of like a...musical archeologist? I love history and I love music."
She nods "With your music, do you typically hold a genre above other types? "
"Yeah. The people in Icewind Dale appreciate my style more than other people. It's like an...alternative rock? Kind of grungy."
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The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that... "Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent* "Eliksni must rise...yes?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
Yacatl teleports the pair to a wooded area. New brilliant sounds and pictures fill Thara, as everything seems to be... More full. Yacatl finds a water fall and steps through it, motioning Thara to follow them. On the other side is a living room, with board games on one corner, a closet in another, and a work bench in the third. The room itself is filled with a sofa and a coffee table, while the walls are packed with moves, labeled in a script Thara *probably* can't read. Yacatl sits down on the couch, thinking of something or another
Want to do something then?
*Draconic & Common.* "Woah, this is your home?" She looks around.
"Like what?" She crosses her legs.
"Yes, this is my home... I do need to do some cleaning... Probably will make a mini golem or something for it... Why, something wrong?"
what do you like to do?
"Hm? No, of course not, this is just... cool." She smiles.
"A lot of things, but one is using magic."
Yacatl is sleeping. Thara can go into the closet, the kitchen, the bedroom, or stay in the main room.
mmm... Want to try some on me? Just as long as it is in the safety zone, I am fine
She chuckles at the sight of him asleep already, & she heads into the bedroom.
"Hm?" She tilts her head.
The bedroom is mostly occupied by a king sized bed. On the night stand are numerous potions, while the walls are decorated with maps and paintings of various things. The bed itself is nearly made, with a pattern of sea serpents decorating the blankets.
*forget Fuchsia & Yossele's interaction?*
She looks at the maps & paintings.
i am saying that I volenteer for you to cast magic on me, as long as it is not permanent and doesn't hurt my abilities to be a host.
All of them are of different planes. Krynn, Oerth, Toril, Abeir, the astral, feywild, the list goes on. A large majority are of race track, each twinned with a trophy of their own, all won by Yacatl
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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
"So nothing on if it changes the mind or behaviours of those with it?"
"I don't think so."
He sighs & sits down next to him, "Great."
"Any reason why?"
"Well if if so we need to do something about him, maybe not what Atemos did, but something. If not then we're fine to leave him, but the thing is I don't know if Atemos is right, we can't just do this stuff to an innocent person, & if we do nothing then who know what could happen." He seems a little stressed.
"Hey. Don't worry. Everything will work itself out."
"It'll work itself out if lycanthropy does make him bloodthirsty?"
"I'll be watching him to make sure nothing happens."
"Alright," He sighs, "Wanna go get some coffee?"
"What's coffee?"
*uh oh*
"A drink, it wakes you up & calms the nerves."
*:)*
"Like tea?"
*Val's already a coffee addict.*
"I haven't had tea but yeah."
"You've never had tea?"
"Nah." He shakes his head.
"Huh. So where do we get coffee?" Barachiel says the word strangely.
"The tavern, they serve it, aaand we don't have money." He facepalms.
Barachiel fumbles with something in a pouch and removes a platinum piece.
"How, wha," He tries to talk but stops a moment, "How, by the heavens, did you get that?" He says keeping himself from shouting.
Barachiel's smile runs away from his face. "The job."
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.
Soldaer smiles, and chuckles slightly. "Thank you, Spawn. I'm just trying to create a place where me and Nia can live in peace, and she came and did this." He gestures to the thorn wall, and multiple withered beds of plants, including at least one bed of now-dead dahlias and two of tulips. "Told me to take Nia and leave, but I have no intention of doing such a thing. This place is more peaceful than my real home..."
"Did you not hear a single word I said earlier?" Spawn glares at Soldaer. "This place isn't your home. It's mine. You're like a flea on the back of a dog. A very rapid dog. I'll allow you live here if you clean up the mess."
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The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that... "Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent* "Eliksni must rise...yes?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
Yuri continues walking through the forest with Lazarus "So with our deal.. This wooden child you will make, I want magic imbued into its husk"
"Mmm... What type of magic? Blood magic?"
"Ha! your jokes amuse me, no. Simple base magic of animate statues"
"Mmm... Without blood magic?" They say, not thinking this a joking matter
"No" she said, giggling a bit, finding this funny
Lazarus frowns slightly. "You find this amusing, don't you? Me not knowing the strange costumes of the feywild?" He says, not angry but curious
"A little, forgive me if i seem rude about it, it just amuses me, but there is time to teach you" she said
"It's fine. I have cause enough pain in my unlife, at least I am making someone happy." They think for a while. "So no blood magic, and my paladin powers can't animate really anything..."
"Then gain the powers my friend" she said and smiled, turning backwards and falling into a pile of leaves that some how turn into millions of butterflies.
Lazarus looks on jealously. "Is there a time limit on this offer?"
"No, I am patient and do not need it right away"
"Do I have to enchant it, or can I make someone else enchant it?"
She shakes her head, a butterfly with bright orange and red wings crawling on her finger, "I could not care how you get it, so long as you get it"
"Mmm... Okay. Thank you for the offer, by the way." He says, reaching his hand out to touch the butterfly, but stops halfway, muttering to himself
She chuckles and stands up, picking up a small amount of leaves and giving them to him to cup in his hands before turning them into butterflies for him.
Lazarus tries to stand still for the butterflies, not moving. thank you. Sorry if I should of asked first
"It is ok, you looked like you wanted to touch one of them" she said and chuckled, holding a purple-violet one gently on her hand
i did. Just.... Me and living animals don't mix. Most run away, or get aggressive towards me. Lazarus says, standing as still as a statue
"It is ok, just breathe in and out, let them feel welcome towards you" she said and smiled warmly
Lazarus tries to breath naturally, and it comes off pretty convincingly. may I ask you a question regarding your vampirism?
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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
"Right, yeah...thanks, Yuri." Emrick nods and smiles sheepishly. "Where did you come from?"
*I forgot to ask for a description of Emrick lol, may i please have one tavern mother*
"I came from the feywild" she said "I am the queen of spring"
*Yes you may, lol. He's a Half-Elf, but he looks like a Drow. He has normal human ears but dark grey skin and stark white long hair. The left of his face is very handsome but the right sight is terribly scarred. He wears decent looking clothing and carries a sheathed rapier. His eyes are yellow.*
"Oh snap..." Emrick looks surprised. "Should I...should I bow or something??"
"Hehe! no you do not need to" she chirps "I simply enjoy talking to you"
"Okay, cool..." Emrick trails off. "What are you doing here? Don't you have like an escort or something? Fey soldiers or whatnot?"
"No i do not. I rather travel by myself then with a entourage like Tatiana" she said
"So...is there a King? Or...or are you like the Drow where only woman rule?" He raises an eyebrow.
"There are four of us, I rule spring, Tatiana rules summer, then their is the autumn and winter court but i have little interest in them" she said
"How do you become queen? Did you have to marry or something? Or are you just...chosen?" Emrick winces again. "Sorry about the questions...never met nice royalty before."
"I was chosen" she said and chuckled "Do not be ashamed of your questions my friend, you are simply learning and im trying to provide you with correct and truthful answers"
"Thanks for that." Emrick keeps his gaze on the ground. "Yeah, I've never had anyone this invested in me before...And I'm the one asking questions, heheh."
"would you rather i ask the questions?" she asked, leaning her head on her hand.
"Uuuhhhh..." Emrick looks nervous. "Sure?"
"Where are you from?"
"Toril. More specifically, The Sword Coasts." Emrick smile faintly.
"Interesting, Did you work as a bard there as well?"
"Well actually, due to some family issues, I was sent to Icewind Dale. That's where I became a bard and spent most of my time. But, I'm more of like a...musical archeologist? I love history and I love music."
She nods "With your music, do you typically hold a genre above other types? "
"Yeah. The people in Icewind Dale appreciate my style more than other people. It's like an...alternative rock? Kind of grungy."
"It is different for sure" she said "I like it"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"So nothing on if it changes the mind or behaviours of those with it?"
"I don't think so."
He sighs & sits down next to him, "Great."
"Any reason why?"
"Well if if so we need to do something about him, maybe not what Atemos did, but something. If not then we're fine to leave him, but the thing is I don't know if Atemos is right, we can't just do this stuff to an innocent person, & if we do nothing then who know what could happen." He seems a little stressed.
"Hey. Don't worry. Everything will work itself out."
"It'll work itself out if lycanthropy does make him bloodthirsty?"
"I'll be watching him to make sure nothing happens."
"Alright," He sighs, "Wanna go get some coffee?"
"What's coffee?"
*uh oh*
"A drink, it wakes you up & calms the nerves."
*:)*
"Like tea?"
*Val's already a coffee addict.*
"I haven't had tea but yeah."
"You've never had tea?"
"Nah." He shakes his head.
"Huh. So where do we get coffee?" Barachiel says the word strangely.
"The tavern, they serve it, aaand we don't have money." He facepalms.
Barachiel fumbles with something in a pouch and removes a platinum piece.
"How, wha," He tries to talk but stops a moment, "How, by the heavens, did you get that?" He says keeping himself from shouting.
Barachiel's smile runs away from his face. "The job."
"oh. That Lysander guy."
"...Yeah. Take it."
"How much do you have?"
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She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
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*Ah, Does it still retain its time of 1 hour?*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Barachiel's smile runs away from his face. "The job."
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.
"Well actually, due to some family issues, I was sent to Icewind Dale. That's where I became a bard and spent most of my time. But, I'm more of like a...musical archeologist? I love history and I love music."
The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that...
"Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent*
"Eliksni must rise...yes?"
_________
When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
"It is ok, you looked like you wanted to touch one of them" she said and chuckled, holding a purple-violet one gently on her hand
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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
"That is an interesting reaction"
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
i did. Just.... Me and living animals don't mix. Most run away, or get aggressive towards me. Lazarus says, standing as still as a statue
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
She nods "With your music, do you typically hold a genre above other types? "
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*forget Fuchsia & Yossele's interaction?*
She looks at the maps & paintings.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"It is ok, just breathe in and out, let them feel welcome towards you" she said and smiled warmly
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"You and your science" she grumbled
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"oh. That Lysander guy."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Yeah. The people in Icewind Dale appreciate my style more than other people. It's like an...alternative rock? Kind of grungy."
The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that...
"Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent*
"Eliksni must rise...yes?"
_________
When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
i am saying that I volenteer for you to cast magic on me, as long as it is not permanent and doesn't hurt my abilities to be a host.
All of them are of different planes. Krynn, Oerth, Toril, Abeir, the astral, feywild, the list goes on. A large majority are of race track, each twinned with a trophy of their own, all won by Yacatl
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"...Yeah. Take it."
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.
"Did you not hear a single word I said earlier?" Spawn glares at Soldaer. "This place isn't your home. It's mine. You're like a flea on the back of a dog. A very rapid dog. I'll allow you live here if you clean up the mess."
The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that...
"Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent*
"Eliksni must rise...yes?"
_________
When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
Lazarus tries to breath naturally, and it comes off pretty convincingly. may I ask you a question regarding your vampirism?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"It is different for sure" she said "I like it"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"It is what i know best. Besides, its easier than trying to figure out emotions the weird way."
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
"How much do you have?"
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.