Elendon raises an eyebrow skeptically. A demon lord from a completely different world...
“The Abyss is the same everywhere. And maybe this would help..” Atemos coughed into his elbow, and his form changed into a much more feminine one, hair longer, curvier, face shape, etc. Still muscular though. “Ta da! I’m a shawty now.”
Elendon looks surprised slightly, and slightly taken aback. "Look, whoever you are...You may really want me, and while you are attractive, it's a no."
“Awww…” She pouted. “You sure about that? I’m not your normal boring goddess or angel..”
Elendon narrows his eyes, but, oddly enough, seems to be contemplating it...
She giggled, blinking. “You’re waaayyy too pretty to be walking around a bar by yourself.”
Elendon laughs, shaking his head. I think you have that backwards,...
“You flatter me too much. And I don’t have to be alone..”
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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
((quite a bit that I don't know. it seems Atemos is drunk and flirting, Svarn is talking to a sentient sword mentally, and I think Kyaru is gonna teach a taxi driver how to fight with a boat oar))
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a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
”So… could I possibly have a bell? I’m… a bit of a hoarder..” they admit
*Yeah, might as well.*
He chuckles, "Of course," he doffs his pauldron, causing another uproar of jangling, and sets it gently on the table in front of Gwen, "Take your pick." he says.
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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.
Krathian is watching fireflies out on over the plains, sitting on a rock.
Malte is finishing up his carving, which looks to be a tiny hart.
Fin is still in stasis
Roll perception.
*Okey dokey*
11
He sees a small shiny object on the ground in the grass, but can’t make out what it is.
He walks over to check it out, his curiosity getting the better of him.
It’s a small, metal orb. There are little engravings in it, but are too small to read from where he’s standing….
He picks it up with Mage Hand, scrutinizing it up close.
As soon as the mage hand touches it, the runes glow yellow and metal spikes shoot out of the ball like a pufferfish. The text on it reads: “THROW. G3 ‘Gatorade’. METALLIC CROCODILE.”
Krathian, mildly startled, follows the instructions and, well, throws it.
The ball transforms into a large metallic crocodile with an almost rhinoceros horn on the front of its head. It’s eyes glow an eery yellow, and it seems to stand completely still. There’s some quiet whirring sounds.
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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
((quite a bit that I don't know. it seems Atemos is drunk and flirting, Svarn is talking to a sentient sword mentally, and I think Kyaru is gonna teach a taxi driver how to fight with a boat oar))
*That last one seems fun*
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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.
Elendon raises an eyebrow skeptically. A demon lord from a completely different world...
“The Abyss is the same everywhere. And maybe this would help..” Atemos coughed into his elbow, and his form changed into a much more feminine one, hair longer, curvier, face shape, etc. Still muscular though. “Ta da! I’m a shawty now.”
Elendon looks surprised slightly, and slightly taken aback. "Look, whoever you are...You may really want me, and while you are attractive, it's a no."
“Awww…” She pouted. “You sure about that? I’m not your normal boring goddess or angel..”
Elendon narrows his eyes, but, oddly enough, seems to be contemplating it...
She giggled, blinking. “You’re waaayyy too pretty to be walking around a bar by yourself.”
Elendon laughs, shaking his head. I think you have that backwards,...
“You flatter me too much. And I don’t have to be alone..”
Elendon rolls his eyes. "Well, why don't I get you a drink then?"
((quite a bit that I don't know. it seems Atemos is drunk and flirting, Svarn is talking to a sentient sword mentally, and I think Kyaru is gonna teach a taxi driver how to fight with a boat oar))
Krathian is watching fireflies out on over the plains, sitting on a rock.
Malte is finishing up his carving, which looks to be a tiny hart.
Fin is still in stasis
Roll perception.
*Okey dokey*
11
He sees a small shiny object on the ground in the grass, but can’t make out what it is.
He walks over to check it out, his curiosity getting the better of him.
It’s a small, metal orb. There are little engravings in it, but are too small to read from where he’s standing….
He picks it up with Mage Hand, scrutinizing it up close.
As soon as the mage hand touches it, the runes glow yellow and metal spikes shoot out of the ball like a pufferfish. The text on it reads: “THROW. G3 ‘Gatorade’. METALLIC CROCODILE.”
Krathian, mildly startled, follows the instructions and, well, throws it.
The ball transforms into a large metallic crocodile with an almost rhinoceros horn on the front of its head. It’s eyes glow an eery yellow, and it seems to stand completely still. There’s some quiet whirring sounds.
"Well that was, unexpected," he walks around the crocodile slowly, trying to get a feel for what the [GP] it is and where it came from.
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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.
”So… could I possibly have a bell? I’m… a bit of a hoarder..” they admit
*Yeah, might as well.*
He chuckles, "Of course," he doffs his pauldron, causing another uproar of jangling, and sets it gently on the table in front of Gwen, "Take your pick." he says.
Gwen picks one at random and stuffs it into their bag of holding. “Thanks!”
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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… could I possibly have a bell? I’m… a bit of a hoarder..” they admit
*Yeah, might as well.*
He chuckles, "Of course," he doffs his pauldron, causing another uproar of jangling, and sets it gently on the table in front of Gwen, "Take your pick." he says.
Gwen picks one at random and stuffs it into their bag of holding. “Thanks!”
He smiles, "My pleasure."
*Said Steve, frantically scrambling for new topics of conversation.*
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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.
Gwen *half dragon disguised as an elf* is doodling
the gnome *deva* is eating
[open slot]
*It is time.*
Elendon walks downstairs, seeming very much like just an exceptionally powerful Twilight Elf warrior, but the faint radiant aura and his glowing eyes give away his true nature.
Raphael looks at Elendon, eyes filled with wonder. They slowly meander their way over to them. “Hello, do you happen to know where one might get a drink around here?”
*Almost forgot, with Truesight:*
A pair of massive, luminous angelic wings spread out behind him, and a spectral crown rests on his head.
Elendon chuckles. Depends on what you want, deva. This establishment has almost anything you can think of.
I see… Are you a solar or something?
Elendon laughs. Higher. He blinks and the light fades from his eyes, revealing their natural color to be piercing, ice blue. Elendon Starguide, Patron God of Adventurers and the General of the Angelic Armies.
Raphael shivers slightly and resists the urge to bow. I, I see… is all that she can state coherently
Elendon laughs. Don't worry, I'm not here trying to recruit anyone. I was investigating the number of angels, fallen or otherwise, that showed up recently, despite this not being my world. Now, I'm just relaxing a bit.
I see... It is a honor to be in your presence and... I came here based on the last whispers of my god, before they went away.................... Any way I can help you on your quest? They say, worried about stuff but at the same time happy
Elendon chuckles. Not particularly at the moment. I'll be sure to keep in touch though.
oh... I understand... they say, let down. um... Mind if we talk? Sorry if I am taking up your time or something
Elendon smiles. Not at all. What do you want to talk about?
Um… flowers? Or if you want to talk about else, I am fine with that, anything or everything… I bet you could probably think of something more interesting to talk about…
Elendon chuckles. I'm not too much of a ranger or druid. That's my celestial companion, and the one who was my wife while we were mortals, Saelihn Tressatra.
Got it… we can talk about something you more know about if you want.
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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
((quite a bit that I don't know. it seems Atemos is drunk and flirting, Svarn is talking to a sentient sword mentally, and I think Kyaru is gonna teach a taxi driver how to fight with a boat oar))
*That last one seems fun*
*I think it would be very fun, personally. Also Ravencaw's near the lake again, as usual*
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a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
”So… could I possibly have a bell? I’m… a bit of a hoarder..” they admit
*Yeah, might as well.*
He chuckles, "Of course," he doffs his pauldron, causing another uproar of jangling, and sets it gently on the table in front of Gwen, "Take your pick." he says.
Gwen picks one at random and stuffs it into their bag of holding. “Thanks!”
He smiles, "My pleasure."
*Said Steve, frantically scrambling for new topics of conversation.*
“So… um… can you keep a secret?”
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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
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Like someone is rubbing my blade. Why do you ask?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
“You flatter me too much. And I don’t have to be alone..”
— 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
*Atemos may or may not be successfully seducing a deity...*
*hi. How goes it?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*cyno, do you want to continue Kite and Gwen?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
((quite a bit that I don't know. it seems Atemos is drunk and flirting, Svarn is talking to a sentient sword mentally, and I think Kyaru is gonna teach a taxi driver how to fight with a boat oar))
a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
*Yeah, might as well.*
He chuckles, "Of course," he doffs his pauldron, causing another uproar of jangling, and sets it gently on the table in front of Gwen, "Take your pick." he says.
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"
The ball transforms into a large metallic crocodile with an almost rhinoceros horn on the front of its head. It’s eyes glow an eery yellow, and it seems to stand completely still. There’s some quiet whirring sounds.
— 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
[[ good, I remembered to eat today :] ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
*That last one seems fun*
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"
[[ noice ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
Elendon rolls his eyes. "Well, why don't I get you a drink then?"
[[ I like the last one a lot :] ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
"Well that was, unexpected," he walks around the crocodile slowly, trying to get a feel for what the [GP] it is and where it came from.
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"
Gwen picks one at random and stuffs it into their bag of holding. “Thanks!”
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
I want to know if it's pleasurable to you, or if it hurts you is all.
a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
He smiles, "My pleasure."
*Said Steve, frantically scrambling for new topics of conversation.*
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"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*I think it would be very fun, personally. Also Ravencaw's near the lake again, as usual*
a hobbit of the tolkeinite cult
a frequenter of taverns
mainly an Emerald half-dragon with a psudodragon pet
haven't been on because mobile sucks and wifi sucks
Self-proclaimed Non-Binary Diety of bad writing and Lizardfolk Monks
“So… um… can you keep a secret?”
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now