Krathian is picking out a lively, but slightly haunting old tune on his banjo.
Malte is eating a light breakfast in the main room.
Fin is climbing trees out in the woods.
Arrow enjoys the music while slumped in her chair, clearly in a bad mood right now, but more so.
Not looking up from his banjo, he asks, "What seems to be the matter?"
"Everthing, right now mostly the heat." She puts her head onto the table
His fingers shift up the neck to seamlessly transition into a more upbeat tune. "I suppose it is a bit warm," he says, having doffed his heavy jacket, wearing a simple black button-down shirt. "Though heat does not normally make one so despondent."
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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
*How do you want to run this, con saves?*
"Hmmm, putting a ring on it already? Seems a bit forward." He says, lifting his first 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.
Krathian is picking out a lively, but slightly haunting old tune on his banjo.
Malte is eating a light breakfast in the main room.
Fin is climbing trees out in the woods.
Arrow enjoys the music while slumped in her chair, clearly in a bad mood right now, but more so.
Not looking up from his banjo, he asks, "What seems to be the matter?"
"Everthing, right now mostly the heat." She puts her head onto the table
His fingers shift up the neck to seamlessly transition into a more upbeat tune. "I suppose it is a bit warm," he says, having doffed his heavy jacket, wearing a simple black button-down shirt. "Though heat does not normally make one so despondent."
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.
"He's got his father in 'im" she said with a grin, patting elmo
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Krathian is picking out a lively, but slightly haunting old tune on his banjo.
Malte is eating a light breakfast in the main room.
Fin is climbing trees out in the woods.
Arrow enjoys the music while slumped in her chair, clearly in a bad mood right now, but more so.
Not looking up from his banjo, he asks, "What seems to be the matter?"
"Everthing, right now mostly the heat." She puts her head onto the table
His fingers shift up the neck to seamlessly transition into a more upbeat tune. "I suppose it is a bit warm," he says, having doffed his heavy jacket, wearing a simple black button-down shirt. "Though heat does not normally make one so despondent."
"I did said everything, & mostly the heat."
"Everything being?" he asks, calmly.
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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
*How do you want to run this, con saves?*
"Hmmm, putting a ring on it already? Seems a bit forward." He says, lifting his first tankard
*Sure*
She chuckled "I have three of them so i don't need this one". She ordered three shots of Black dragon whiskey
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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
She chuckles and digs in her bag for a moment and pulls out a Ring of shooting stars
*How do you want to run this, con saves?*
"Hmmm, putting a ring on it already? Seems a bit forward." He says, lifting his first tankard
*Sure*
She chuckled "I have three of them so i don't need this one". She ordered three shots of Black dragon whiskey
He does the same, "First to bow out loses," He lifts the glasses to his lips, one after the other, in quick succession.
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.
"He's got his father in 'im" she said with a grin, patting elmo
*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
*How do you want to run this, con saves?*
"Hmmm, putting a ring on it already? Seems a bit forward." He says, lifting his first tankard
*Sure*
She chuckled "I have three of them so i don't need this one". She ordered three shots of Black dragon whiskey
He does the same, "First to bow out loses," He lifts the glasses to his lips, one after the other, in quick succession.
*DCs 13, 15, and 17.*
*11, 15, 16*
*First one with two failures in a round loses.*
* 8108 *
"deal" she said and shot back one after another.
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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
She chuckles and digs in her bag for a moment and pulls out a Ring of shooting stars
*How do you want to run this, con saves?*
"Hmmm, putting a ring on it already? Seems a bit forward." He says, lifting his first tankard
*Sure*
She chuckled "I have three of them so i don't need this one". She ordered three shots of Black dragon whiskey
He does the same, "First to bow out loses," He lifts the glasses to his lips, one after the other, in quick succession.
*DCs 13, 15, and 17.*
*11, 15, 16*
*First one with two failures in a round loses.*
* 8108 *
"deal" she said and shot back one after another.
*We both failed...welp, ig its on to round two, we'll keep going till we have a definitive winner.*
He hits his next three shots
*18, 10, 9*
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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 picking out a lively, but slightly haunting old tune on his banjo.
Malte is eating a light breakfast in the main room.
Fin is climbing trees out in the woods.
Arrow enjoys the music while slumped in her chair, clearly in a bad mood right now, but more so.
Not looking up from his banjo, he asks, "What seems to be the matter?"
"Everthing, right now mostly the heat." She puts her head onto the table
His fingers shift up the neck to seamlessly transition into a more upbeat tune. "I suppose it is a bit warm," he says, having doffed his heavy jacket, wearing a simple black button-down shirt. "Though heat does not normally make one so despondent."
Krathian is picking out a lively, but slightly haunting old tune on his banjo.
Malte is eating a light breakfast in the main room.
Fin is climbing trees out in the woods.
Arrow enjoys the music while slumped in her chair, clearly in a bad mood right now, but more so.
Not looking up from his banjo, he asks, "What seems to be the matter?"
"Everthing, right now mostly the heat." She puts her head onto the table
His fingers shift up the neck to seamlessly transition into a more upbeat tune. "I suppose it is a bit warm," he says, having doffed his heavy jacket, wearing a simple black button-down shirt. "Though heat does not normally make one so despondent."
"I did said everything, & mostly the heat."
"Everything being?" he asks, calmly.
"Life."
"Life can be troublesome. Are you or have you recently experienced a particularly distressing event? Or do you just feel a general apathy?"
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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 picking out a lively, but slightly haunting old tune on his banjo.
Malte is eating a light breakfast in the main room.
Fin is climbing trees out in the woods.
Arrow enjoys the music while slumped in her chair, clearly in a bad mood right now, but more so.
Not looking up from his banjo, he asks, "What seems to be the matter?"
"Everthing, right now mostly the heat." She puts her head onto the table
His fingers shift up the neck to seamlessly transition into a more upbeat tune. "I suppose it is a bit warm," he says, having doffed his heavy jacket, wearing a simple black button-down shirt. "Though heat does not normally make one so despondent."
"I did said everything, & mostly the heat."
"Everything being?" he asks, calmly.
"Life."
"Life can be troublesome. Are you or have you recently experienced a particularly distressing event? Or do you just feel a general apathy?"
"[1gp]ed up my only chance at getting to the only real life I have outside of bounty hunting."
Krathian is picking out a lively, but slightly haunting old tune on his banjo.
Malte is eating a light breakfast in the main room.
Fin is climbing trees out in the woods.
Arrow enjoys the music while slumped in her chair, clearly in a bad mood right now, but more so.
Not looking up from his banjo, he asks, "What seems to be the matter?"
"Everthing, right now mostly the heat." She puts her head onto the table
His fingers shift up the neck to seamlessly transition into a more upbeat tune. "I suppose it is a bit warm," he says, having doffed his heavy jacket, wearing a simple black button-down shirt. "Though heat does not normally make one so despondent."
"I did said everything, & mostly the heat."
"Everything being?" he asks, calmly.
"Life."
"Life can be troublesome. Are you or have you recently experienced a particularly distressing event? Or do you just feel a general apathy?"
"[1gp]ed up my only chance at getting to the only real life I have outside of bounty hunting."
Krathian is picking out a lively, but slightly haunting old tune on his banjo.
Malte is eating a light breakfast in the main room.
Fin is climbing trees out in the woods.
Arrow enjoys the music while slumped in her chair, clearly in a bad mood right now, but more so.
Not looking up from his banjo, he asks, "What seems to be the matter?"
"Everthing, right now mostly the heat." She puts her head onto the table
His fingers shift up the neck to seamlessly transition into a more upbeat tune. "I suppose it is a bit warm," he says, having doffed his heavy jacket, wearing a simple black button-down shirt. "Though heat does not normally make one so despondent."
"I did said everything, & mostly the heat."
"Everything being?" he asks, calmly.
"Life."
"Life can be troublesome. Are you or have you recently experienced a particularly distressing event? Or do you just feel a general apathy?"
"[1gp]ed up my only chance at getting to the only real life I have outside of bounty hunting."
"Hmmm,that is unfortunate, what was the opportunity?"
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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
*How do you want to run this, con saves?*
"Hmmm, putting a ring on it already? Seems a bit forward." He says, lifting his first tankard
*Sure*
She chuckled "I have three of them so i don't need this one". She ordered three shots of Black dragon whiskey
He does the same, "First to bow out loses," He lifts the glasses to his lips, one after the other, in quick succession.
*DCs 13, 15, and 17.*
*11, 15, 16*
*First one with two failures in a round loses.*
* 8108 *
"deal" she said and shot back one after another.
*We both failed...welp, ig its on to round two, we'll keep going till we have a definitive winner.*
He hits his next three shots
*18, 10, 9*
* 101519 *
She grins, little soused, but still at it.
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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.
"He's got his father in 'im" she said with a grin, patting elmo
"These littles ones are just too cute."
"Im trying to find them homes but thats a real challenge because their bonded to their families'"
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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
She chuckles and digs in her bag for a moment and pulls out a Ring of shooting stars
*How do you want to run this, con saves?*
"Hmmm, putting a ring on it already? Seems a bit forward." He says, lifting his first tankard
*Sure*
She chuckled "I have three of them so i don't need this one". She ordered three shots of Black dragon whiskey
He does the same, "First to bow out loses," He lifts the glasses to his lips, one after the other, in quick succession.
*DCs 13, 15, and 17.*
*11, 15, 16*
*First one with two failures in a round loses.*
* 8108 *
"deal" she said and shot back one after another.
*We both failed...welp, ig its on to round two, we'll keep going till we have a definitive winner.*
He hits his next three shots
*18, 10, 9*
* 101519 *
She grins, little soused, but still at it.
He goes again, feeling a little roughed over, but smiling right through it.
*26, 25, 12*
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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.
Allison was inside, trying to keep cool. She was in the basement, laying on the stone floor, groaning because of the pain of being in this blasted heat wave. She wore a white tank-top, thin cloth pants, and sandals.
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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
She chuckles and digs in her bag for a moment and pulls out a Ring of shooting stars
*How do you want to run this, con saves?*
"Hmmm, putting a ring on it already? Seems a bit forward." He says, lifting his first tankard
*Sure*
She chuckled "I have three of them so i don't need this one". She ordered three shots of Black dragon whiskey
He does the same, "First to bow out loses," He lifts the glasses to his lips, one after the other, in quick succession.
*DCs 13, 15, and 17.*
*11, 15, 16*
*First one with two failures in a round loses.*
* 8108 *
"deal" she said and shot back one after another.
*We both failed...welp, ig its on to round two, we'll keep going till we have a definitive winner.*
He hits his next three shots
*18, 10, 9*
* 101519 *
She grins, little soused, but still at it.
He goes again, feeling a little roughed over, but smiling right through it.
*26, 25, 12*
"Were both going to die of alcohol poisoning" she chuckled.
* 172222 *
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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.
"He's got his father in 'im" she said with a grin, patting elmo
"These littles ones are just too cute."
"Im trying to find them homes but thats a real challenge because their bonded to their families'"
"Hm, I'm not sure how to help ya there pard'ner, I've only dealt with Horses & desert animals."
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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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His fingers shift up the neck to seamlessly transition into a more upbeat tune. "I suppose it is a bit warm," he says, having doffed his heavy jacket, wearing a simple black button-down shirt. "Though heat does not normally make one so despondent."
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"
*How do you want to run this, con saves?*
"Hmmm, putting a ring on it already? Seems a bit forward." He says, lifting his first 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"
"I did said everything, & mostly the heat."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"He's got his father in 'im" she said with a grin, patting elmo
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Everything being?" he asks, calmly.
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"
*Sure*
She chuckled "I have three of them so i don't need this one". She ordered three shots of Black dragon whiskey
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He does the same, "First to bow out loses," He lifts the glasses to his lips, one after the other, in quick succession.
*DCs 13, 15, and 17.*
*12, 7, 22*
*First one with two failures in a round loses.*
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"
"These littles ones are just too cute."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
* 8 10 8 *
"deal" she said and shot back one after another.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*We both failed...welp, ig its on to round two, we'll keep going till we have a definitive winner.*
He hits his next three shots
*18, 10, 9*
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"
"Life."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Life can be troublesome. Are you or have you recently experienced a particularly distressing event? Or do you just feel a general apathy?"
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"
"[1gp]ed up my only chance at getting to the only real life I have outside of bounty hunting."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Hmmm,that is unfortunate, what was the opportunity?"
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"
* 10 15 19 *
She grins, little soused, but still at it.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Im trying to find them homes but thats a real challenge because their bonded to their families'"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He goes again, feeling a little roughed over, but smiling right through it.
*26, 25, 12*
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"
Allison was inside, trying to keep cool. She was in the basement, laying on the stone floor, groaning because of the pain of being in this blasted heat wave. She wore a white tank-top, thin cloth pants, and sandals.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Were both going to die of alcohol poisoning" she chuckled.
* 17 22 22 *
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Hm, I'm not sure how to help ya there pard'ner, I've only dealt with Horses & desert animals."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.