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.
Eventually night falls, and Lazarus stops, thinking about something. He turns to Myrn. "You are okay going to the shadowfell, right?"
“Yeah”
He pulls out a vial of scarlet blood. "Okay, then I need you to help me, by forcing me to open a portal, okay?"
“Alright- how would I do that- order you or something?”
"I have an... Alter ego. My greater vampire self, named Ulgar. He seeks to feed and cause misery. You, as an angel, would probably cause him fear. He will know what to, just will need some.. encitive."
“Alright gimme a sec” Myrn inhales and summons a sword made of light, along with his glow that came back :] “should this do?”
"Sure. He will regenerate, so feel free to cut him and what not." Lazarus takes a deep breath and drinks the liquid. Ulgar puts it away, and sighs. "I am always surprised that he can convice people so easily."
Myrn doesn’t know what to do, he’s never threatened anyone before “Hello, Ulgar”
"Hello. Lazarus got you on his little wild goose chase, right?"
“I don’t know what goose chase you’re talking about, but I need a portal to the Shadowfell”
"Indeed. And then to the etheral, and then the astral, and then To sigil, Angel?"
“That is correct”
"And, Bene Elohim, I assume that you think this will take bit a day?"
“All I’m asking is for a portal” Myrn is slightly annoyed at the small talk
Ulgar grins at his frustration. "And why should I do that, Archeon?"
Myrn lots the sword level to ulgar’s face “because you do not want to see me angry” his glow is rapidly shifting from light to shadow
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Eventually night falls, and Lazarus stops, thinking about something. He turns to Myrn. "You are okay going to the shadowfell, right?"
“Yeah”
He pulls out a vial of scarlet blood. "Okay, then I need you to help me, by forcing me to open a portal, okay?"
“Alright- how would I do that- order you or something?”
"I have an... Alter ego. My greater vampire self, named Ulgar. He seeks to feed and cause misery. You, as an angel, would probably cause him fear. He will know what to, just will need some.. encitive."
“Alright gimme a sec” Myrn inhales and summons a sword made of light, along with his glow that came back :] “should this do?”
"Sure. He will regenerate, so feel free to cut him and what not." Lazarus takes a deep breath and drinks the liquid. Ulgar puts it away, and sighs. "I am always surprised that he can convice people so easily."
Myrn doesn’t know what to do, he’s never threatened anyone before “Hello, Ulgar”
"Hello. Lazarus got you on his little wild goose chase, right?"
“I don’t know what goose chase you’re talking about, but I need a portal to the Shadowfell”
"Indeed. And then to the etheral, and then the astral, and then To sigil, Angel?"
“That is correct”
"And, Bene Elohim, I assume that you think this will take bit a day?"
“All I’m asking is for a portal” Myrn is slightly annoyed at the small talk
Ulgar grins at his frustration. "And why should I do that, Archeon?"
Myrn lots the sword level to ulgar’s face “because you do not want to see me angry” his glow is rapidly shifting from light to shadow
"You don't seem to have your power for long." they say, preparing to shape shifted
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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.
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.
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.
"we are in a public space, nothing innapropriate, such as me examining your insides, will happen." He assures her
*Ah, i get it... and the difference is?* "And why is that something i need to be here for? I'm honestly suprised you let me in,"
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
*Yeah. He's flipping a coin in a corner.*
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.
Myrn lots the sword level to ulgar’s face “because you do not want to see me angry” his glow is rapidly shifting from light to shadow
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
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*WOOOOOO, I STILL HAVE ANOTHER WEEK!!! ;-; *
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
[[ gtg shower before I forget ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
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*WOOOOO!!
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)
"You don't seem to have your power for long." they say, preparing to shape shifted
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Raphael waves at them. "Hello. Are you another angel?"
*Truesight reveals Deva*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Barachiel nods. "Fallen."
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.
Raven, as a bad artist, just does stick figures with their heads
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
"Oh... Um... I see." They think of something to say to shift the conversation. "May I ask your name?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Yuri was in her domain.
Lore was cuddling with her dogs, now in the basement to cool off.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Barachiel smiles. "Go ahead."
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.
"Okay... What is your name?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Raphael walks down in dog form, debating walking up to lore
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Lore looks up from the pile of dogs around her "Hi!" she chirped.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Claaping from sik
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
"You can call me Barachiel. And yours?"
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.
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
".....ok" she said, watching him carefully.
*Her skin, instead of skin, is made of bark and intertwined brambles.* "Your the one i know fairly well" she said
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]