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 Characters (Outdated)
Lore is brushing all of her dogs, trying to get rid of extra fur so they don't get overheated this summer. She, herself, was wearing a white tank-top, grey shorts, and no shoes. Though it was only the morning, she was already sweating a bit from the heat.
Allison was inside, trying to keep cool. She was in the back room, laying on the stone floor, working on something that resembled pan-pipes. She was using dainty beige reeds from the pond in her garden as well as other bits and pieces that she incorporated into it. She wore a white tank-top, a long grey skirt, and sandals.
Oscar is at the bar. She is turning water into wine because why not, she was bored.
Jerimiah stares at all the dogs from a bit of a distance.
A itty bitty pupper with big baby blue eyes waddles over, wagging its stumpy tail.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*No seriously, shut up, this is getting uncomfortable.*
*Bu-*
*I SAID SHUT UP*
*Okay...*
He raises his glass, "I'll drink to that," and he does so, rather excessively for his diminutive size.
*Me who was lacking motivation to do anything*
She chuckles "You can hold your liquor eh?"
He sets the tankard on the counter. "Yes, you see, now that I've had practice doing. The question is, can you?" He knocks on the counter for another round
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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.
Lore is brushing all of her dogs, trying to get rid of extra fur so they don't get overheated this summer. She, herself, was wearing a white tank-top, grey shorts, and no shoes. Though it was only the morning, she was already sweating a bit from the heat.
Allison was inside, trying to keep cool. She was in the back room, laying on the stone floor, working on something that resembled pan-pipes. She was using dainty beige reeds from the pond in her garden as well as other bits and pieces that she incorporated into it. She wore a white tank-top, a long grey skirt, and sandals.
Oscar is at the bar. She is turning water into wine because why not, she was bored.
Jerimiah stares at all the dogs from a bit of a distance.
A itty bitty pupper with big baby blue eyes waddles over, wagging its stumpy tail.
"Aren't you just a cute little fella," He moves down more to its level, practically on his belly now, "brave one too coming to the big guy all the way over here huh?" He smiles, even through the bandana.
*No seriously, shut up, this is getting uncomfortable.*
*Bu-*
*I SAID SHUT UP*
*Okay...*
He raises his glass, "I'll drink to that," and he does so, rather excessively for his diminutive size.
*Me who was lacking motivation to do anything*
She chuckles "You can hold your liquor eh?"
He sets the tankard on the counter. "Yes, you see, now that I've had practice doing. The question is, can you?" He knocks on the counter for another round
"Awwww" she chuckled "Don't test me mate"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Lore is brushing all of her dogs, trying to get rid of extra fur so they don't get overheated this summer. She, herself, was wearing a white tank-top, grey shorts, and no shoes. Though it was only the morning, she was already sweating a bit from the heat.
Allison was inside, trying to keep cool. She was in the back room, laying on the stone floor, working on something that resembled pan-pipes. She was using dainty beige reeds from the pond in her garden as well as other bits and pieces that she incorporated into it. She wore a white tank-top, a long grey skirt, and sandals.
Oscar is at the bar. She is turning water into wine because why not, she was bored.
Jerimiah stares at all the dogs from a bit of a distance.
A itty bitty pupper with big baby blue eyes waddles over, wagging its stumpy tail.
"Aren't you just a cute little fella," He moves down more to its level, practically on his belly now, "brave one too coming to the big guy all the way over here huh?" He smiles, even through the bandana.
It lickss where Jerimiah's nose would be
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*No seriously, shut up, this is getting uncomfortable.*
*Bu-*
*I SAID SHUT UP*
*Okay...*
He raises his glass, "I'll drink to that," and he does so, rather excessively for his diminutive size.
*Me who was lacking motivation to do anything*
She chuckles "You can hold your liquor eh?"
He sets the tankard on the counter. "Yes, you see, now that I've had practice doing. The question is, can you?" He knocks on the counter for another round
"Awwww" she chuckled "Don't test me mate"
"Bit late for that now 'innit?" he says, looking slyly at her over the brim of his tankard
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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.
Lore is brushing all of her dogs, trying to get rid of extra fur so they don't get overheated this summer. She, herself, was wearing a white tank-top, grey shorts, and no shoes. Though it was only the morning, she was already sweating a bit from the heat.
Allison was inside, trying to keep cool. She was in the back room, laying on the stone floor, working on something that resembled pan-pipes. She was using dainty beige reeds from the pond in her garden as well as other bits and pieces that she incorporated into it. She wore a white tank-top, a long grey skirt, and sandals.
Oscar is at the bar. She is turning water into wine because why not, she was bored.
Jerimiah stares at all the dogs from a bit of a distance.
A itty bitty pupper with big baby blue eyes waddles over, wagging its stumpy tail.
"Aren't you just a cute little fella," He moves down more to its level, practically on his belly now, "brave one too coming to the big guy all the way over here huh?" He smiles, even through the bandana.
It lickss where Jerimiah's nose would be
"C'mon little guy, get on back to your owner & friends." He says pointing to Lore & the dogs as he ever so slightly nudges the pup.
*No seriously, shut up, this is getting uncomfortable.*
*Bu-*
*I SAID SHUT UP*
*Okay...*
He raises his glass, "I'll drink to that," and he does so, rather excessively for his diminutive size.
*Me who was lacking motivation to do anything*
She chuckles "You can hold your liquor eh?"
He sets the tankard on the counter. "Yes, you see, now that I've had practice doing. The question is, can you?" He knocks on the counter for another round
"Awwww" she chuckled "Don't test me mate"
"Bit late for that now 'innit?" he says, looking slyly at her over the brim of his tankard
"oooohohoho" she said, a sly glimmer in her eyes "Its a bet now"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Lore is brushing all of her dogs, trying to get rid of extra fur so they don't get overheated this summer. She, herself, was wearing a white tank-top, grey shorts, and no shoes. Though it was only the morning, she was already sweating a bit from the heat.
Allison was inside, trying to keep cool. She was in the back room, laying on the stone floor, working on something that resembled pan-pipes. She was using dainty beige reeds from the pond in her garden as well as other bits and pieces that she incorporated into it. She wore a white tank-top, a long grey skirt, and sandals.
Oscar is at the bar. She is turning water into wine because why not, she was bored.
Jerimiah stares at all the dogs from a bit of a distance.
A itty bitty pupper with big baby blue eyes waddles over, wagging its stumpy tail.
"Aren't you just a cute little fella," He moves down more to its level, practically on his belly now, "brave one too coming to the big guy all the way over here huh?" He smiles, even through the bandana.
It lickss where Jerimiah's nose would be
"C'mon little guy, get on back to your owner & friends." He says pointing to Lore & the dogs as he ever so slightly nudges the pup.
Lore chuckles and stands up, walking over "Seems like kyle likes you" she said
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*No seriously, shut up, this is getting uncomfortable.*
*Bu-*
*I SAID SHUT UP*
*Okay...*
He raises his glass, "I'll drink to that," and he does so, rather excessively for his diminutive size.
*Me who was lacking motivation to do anything*
She chuckles "You can hold your liquor eh?"
He sets the tankard on the counter. "Yes, you see, now that I've had practice doing. The question is, can you?" He knocks on the counter for another round
"Awwww" she chuckled "Don't test me mate"
"Bit late for that now 'innit?" he says, looking slyly at her over the brim of his tankard
"oooohohoho" she said, a sly glimmer in her eyes "Its a bet now"
"Aight, you like to keep things interesting, I respect that." He tosses a Feather Token of the Whip onto the counter
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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.
*No seriously, shut up, this is getting uncomfortable.*
*Bu-*
*I SAID SHUT UP*
*Okay...*
He raises his glass, "I'll drink to that," and he does so, rather excessively for his diminutive size.
*Me who was lacking motivation to do anything*
She chuckles "You can hold your liquor eh?"
He sets the tankard on the counter. "Yes, you see, now that I've had practice doing. The question is, can you?" He knocks on the counter for another round
"Awwww" she chuckled "Don't test me mate"
"Bit late for that now 'innit?" he says, looking slyly at her over the brim of his tankard
"oooohohoho" she said, a sly glimmer in her eyes "Its a bet now"
"Aight, you like to keep things interesting, I respect that." He tosses a Feather Token of the Whip onto the counter
She chuckles and digs in her bag for a moment and pulls out a Ring of shooting stars
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Lore is brushing all of her dogs, trying to get rid of extra fur so they don't get overheated this summer. She, herself, was wearing a white tank-top, grey shorts, and no shoes. Though it was only the morning, she was already sweating a bit from the heat.
Allison was inside, trying to keep cool. She was in the back room, laying on the stone floor, working on something that resembled pan-pipes. She was using dainty beige reeds from the pond in her garden as well as other bits and pieces that she incorporated into it. She wore a white tank-top, a long grey skirt, and sandals.
Oscar is at the bar. She is turning water into wine because why not, she was bored.
Jerimiah stares at all the dogs from a bit of a distance.
A itty bitty pupper with big baby blue eyes waddles over, wagging its stumpy tail.
"Aren't you just a cute little fella," He moves down more to its level, practically on his belly now, "brave one too coming to the big guy all the way over here huh?" He smiles, even through the bandana.
It lickss where Jerimiah's nose would be
"C'mon little guy, get on back to your owner & friends." He says pointing to Lore & the dogs as he ever so slightly nudges the pup.
Lore chuckles and stands up, walking over "Seems like kyle likes you" she said
"Brave little one, marchin' on up this far away from y'all." He gets up, being about 5'6" right now.
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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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*Cant decide whether to intro*
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)
A itty bitty pupper with big baby blue eyes waddles over, wagging its stumpy tail.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He sets the tankard on the counter. "Yes, you see, now that I've had practice doing. The question is, can you?" He knocks on the counter for another round
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"
*You want a spray too? huh?*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Aren't you just a cute little fella," He moves down more to its level, practically on his belly now, "brave one too coming to the big guy all the way over here huh?" He smiles, even through the bandana.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Awwww" she chuckled "Don't test me mate"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
It lickss where Jerimiah's nose would be
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Bit late for that now 'innit?" he says, looking slyly at her over the brim of his tankard
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"
"C'mon little guy, get on back to your owner & friends." He says pointing to Lore & the dogs as he ever so slightly nudges the pup.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*RUSSIAN SPY HISS*
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"
*-spray-*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Not looking up from his banjo, he asks, "What seems to be the matter?"
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"
"oooohohoho" she said, a sly glimmer in her eyes "Its a bet now"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*In Soviet Russia, [GP]er*
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"
"Everthing, right now mostly the heat." She puts her head onto the table.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Lore chuckles and stands up, walking over "Seems like kyle likes you" she said
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Aight, you like to keep things interesting, I respect that." He tosses a Feather Token of the Whip onto the counter
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"
*BOTTLE SPRAYS ME. AAAAAAA, oh its not that bad.*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
She chuckles and digs in her bag for a moment and pulls out a Ring of shooting stars
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Brave little one, marchin' on up this far away from y'all." He gets up, being about 5'6" right now.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.