From the shadows of the forest, a figure emerges, in a black cloak, edges tattered some from wear. They wear something that looks like a bird skull of some sort in the way of a plague doctor's mask & wield a scythe with no handles. Their cloak covers their entire body & flaps in the breeze as they stand there, observing.
Lazarus looks over, curious. They wave and walk over. "Who might you be?"
*what are they again? like as in quick description.*
They turn their head and answer, "A servant of death."
*Fallen aasimar oathbreaker vampire*
"Mmm... So a psycopomp?"
"Yes."
"Intriguing. What should I refer to you as?"
*This is interesting. Especially because one of my characters might become a psycopomp eventually*
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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
From the shadows of the forest, a figure emerges, in a black cloak, edges tattered some from wear. They wear something that looks like a bird skull of some sort in the way of a plague doctor's mask & wield a scythe with no handles. Their cloak covers their entire body & flaps in the breeze as they stand there, observing.
Lazarus looks over, curious. They wave and walk over. "Who might you be?"
*what are they again? like as in quick description.*
They turn their head and answer, "A servant of death."
*Fallen aasimar oathbreaker vampire*
"Mmm... So a psycopomp?"
"Yes."
"Intriguing. What should I refer to you as?"
*This is interesting. Especially because one of my characters might become a psycopomp eventually*
*Yeah, I'd be telling you about stuff about them rn but I'll wait until it is learned in character.*
"Thaemrys is my name." She steps out of the forest.
From the shadows of the forest, a figure emerges, in a black cloak, edges tattered some from wear. They wear something that looks like a bird skull of some sort in the way of a plague doctor's mask & wield a scythe with no handles. Their cloak covers their entire body & flaps in the breeze as they stand there, observing.
Lazarus looks over, curious. They wave and walk over. "Who might you be?"
*what are they again? like as in quick description.*
They turn their head and answer, "A servant of death."
*Fallen aasimar oathbreaker vampire*
"Mmm... So a psycopomp?"
"Yes."
"Intriguing. What should I refer to you as?"
*This is interesting. Especially because one of my characters might become a psycopomp eventually*
*Yeah, I'd be telling you about stuff about them rn but I'll wait until it is learned in character.*
"Thaemrys is my name." She steps out of the forest.
*Okay. I understand that statement... Kinda.*
"Lazarus. Show I bow or something? Something tells me the shepherds of the dead don't like unnatural immortals."
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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
From the shadows of the forest, a figure emerges, in a black cloak, edges tattered some from wear. They wear something that looks like a bird skull of some sort in the way of a plague doctor's mask & wield a scythe with no handles. Their cloak covers their entire body & flaps in the breeze as they stand there, observing.
Lazarus looks over, curious. They wave and walk over. "Who might you be?"
*what are they again? like as in quick description.*
They turn their head and answer, "A servant of death."
*Fallen aasimar oathbreaker vampire*
"Mmm... So a psycopomp?"
"Yes."
"Intriguing. What should I refer to you as?"
*This is interesting. Especially because one of my characters might become a psycopomp eventually*
*Yeah, I'd be telling you about stuff about them rn but I'll wait until it is learned in character.*
"Thaemrys is my name." She steps out of the forest.
*Okay. I understand that statement... Kinda.*
"Lazarus. Show I bow or something? Something tells me the shepherds of the dead don't like unnatural immortals."
From the shadows of the forest, a figure emerges, in a black cloak, edges tattered some from wear. They wear something that looks like a bird skull of some sort in the way of a plague doctor's mask & wield a scythe with no handles. Their cloak covers their entire body & flaps in the breeze as they stand there, observing.
Lazarus looks over, curious. They wave and walk over. "Who might you be?"
*what are they again? like as in quick description.*
They turn their head and answer, "A servant of death."
*Fallen aasimar oathbreaker vampire*
"Mmm... So a psycopomp?"
"Yes."
"Intriguing. What should I refer to you as?"
*This is interesting. Especially because one of my characters might become a psycopomp eventually*
*Yeah, I'd be telling you about stuff about them rn but I'll wait until it is learned in character.*
"Thaemrys is my name." She steps out of the forest.
*Okay. I understand that statement... Kinda.*
"Lazarus. Show I bow or something? Something tells me the shepherds of the dead don't like unnatural immortals."
"Is it still possible for death to come to you?"
"Mmm... Yes, in a way."
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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
From the shadows of the forest, a figure emerges, in a black cloak, edges tattered some from wear. They wear something that looks like a bird skull of some sort in the way of a plague doctor's mask & wield a scythe with no handles. Their cloak covers their entire body & flaps in the breeze as they stand there, observing.
Lazarus looks over, curious. They wave and walk over. "Who might you be?"
*what are they again? like as in quick description.*
They turn their head and answer, "A servant of death."
*Fallen aasimar oathbreaker vampire*
"Mmm... So a psycopomp?"
"Yes."
"Intriguing. What should I refer to you as?"
*This is interesting. Especially because one of my characters might become a psycopomp eventually*
*Yeah, I'd be telling you about stuff about them rn but I'll wait until it is learned in character.*
"Thaemrys is my name." She steps out of the forest.
*Okay. I understand that statement... Kinda.*
"Lazarus. Show I bow or something? Something tells me the shepherds of the dead don't like unnatural immortals."
From the shadows of the forest, a figure emerges, in a black cloak, edges tattered some from wear. They wear something that looks like a bird skull of some sort in the way of a plague doctor's mask & wield a scythe with no handles. Their cloak covers their entire body & flaps in the breeze as they stand there, observing.
Lazarus looks over, curious. They wave and walk over. "Who might you be?"
*what are they again? like as in quick description.*
They turn their head and answer, "A servant of death."
*Fallen aasimar oathbreaker vampire*
"Mmm... So a psycopomp?"
"Yes."
"Intriguing. What should I refer to you as?"
*This is interesting. Especially because one of my characters might become a psycopomp eventually*
*Yeah, I'd be telling you about stuff about them rn but I'll wait until it is learned in character.*
"Thaemrys is my name." She steps out of the forest.
*Okay. I understand that statement... Kinda.*
"Lazarus. Show I bow or something? Something tells me the shepherds of the dead don't like unnatural immortals."
"Is it still possible for death to come to you?"
"Mmm... Yes, in a way."
"Explain."
"My soul won't go to the fugue plane to be judge. That right was forfiet when I died for the first time."
*You are familiar with the DND Planescape afterlife system?*
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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
From the shadows of the forest, a figure emerges, in a black cloak, edges tattered some from wear. They wear something that looks like a bird skull of some sort in the way of a plague doctor's mask & wield a scythe with no handles. Their cloak covers their entire body & flaps in the breeze as they stand there, observing.
Lazarus looks over, curious. They wave and walk over. "Who might you be?"
*what are they again? like as in quick description.*
They turn their head and answer, "A servant of death."
*Fallen aasimar oathbreaker vampire*
"Mmm... So a psycopomp?"
"Yes."
"Intriguing. What should I refer to you as?"
*This is interesting. Especially because one of my characters might become a psycopomp eventually*
*Yeah, I'd be telling you about stuff about them rn but I'll wait until it is learned in character.*
"Thaemrys is my name." She steps out of the forest.
*Okay. I understand that statement... Kinda.*
"Lazarus. Show I bow or something? Something tells me the shepherds of the dead don't like unnatural immortals."
"Is it still possible for death to come to you?"
"Mmm... Yes, in a way."
"Explain."
"My soul won't go to the fugue plane to be judge. That right was forfiet when I died for the first time."
*You are familiar with the DND Planescape afterlife system?*
*yup, one of the main reasons it took so long for Thaemrys to be made.*
She stares at Lazarus for a moment before questioning further, "And why is that? I have time to hear your story."
From the shadows of the forest, a figure emerges, in a black cloak, edges tattered some from wear. They wear something that looks like a bird skull of some sort in the way of a plague doctor's mask & wield a scythe with no handles. Their cloak covers their entire body & flaps in the breeze as they stand there, observing.
Lazarus looks over, curious. They wave and walk over. "Who might you be?"
*what are they again? like as in quick description.*
They turn their head and answer, "A servant of death."
*Fallen aasimar oathbreaker vampire*
"Mmm... So a psycopomp?"
"Yes."
"Intriguing. What should I refer to you as?"
*This is interesting. Especially because one of my characters might become a psycopomp eventually*
*Yeah, I'd be telling you about stuff about them rn but I'll wait until it is learned in character.*
"Thaemrys is my name." She steps out of the forest.
*Okay. I understand that statement... Kinda.*
"Lazarus. Show I bow or something? Something tells me the shepherds of the dead don't like unnatural immortals."
"Is it still possible for death to come to you?"
"Mmm... Yes, in a way."
"Explain."
"My soul won't go to the fugue plane to be judge. That right was forfiet when I died for the first time."
*You are familiar with the DND Planescape afterlife system?*
*yup, one of the main reasons it took so long for Thaemrys to be made.*
She stares at Lazarus for a moment before questioning further, "And why is that? I have time to hear your story."
"When a vampire becomes one, they sacrifice their afterlife to live longer. Their souls are forfiet to whatever dark power infused use. Maybe I will go to the demon lord of Vampires, maybe to the hells, but I won't be judge. I already have been... How is being a psycopomp?"
*Nice!*
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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
*Hello, how is everyone's day going? I, personally, am almost done with regionals.*
Raphael is walking
Gwen is still reading, as they have for the past five hours
Yacatl is brewing stuff
*Morning ghost. I'm still pretty tired, but I'm here, so there's that.*
Soldaer is sleeping on a couch in the tree house, having been working on growing all the furniture.
Phantom is laying on the ground outside the tavern in his dragon form, watching the sunrise with a slight smile. Occasionally, a tear will fall from his face.
Yazrin is on the roof, drinking from a bottle of cherry Feywine.
Yacatl walks up to the roof with his alchemist supplies, pleasently surprised that Yarzin is up on the roof as well. They wave to her, while making a mental note to check on Phantom later
*Yazrin's a guy, lol.*
Yazrin waves back, smiling slightly, and seeming a little tired.
*Uhg*
"You okay? Need a cat nap?"
Yazrin shrugs a little. "Just a little tired is all. Maybe a bit bored."
"Mmm... Want to be a test subject?"
Yazrin raises an eyebrow. "For what exactly...?"
"Potions."
"Sounds a little dangerous..." Yazrin tries, a little unsuccessfully, to blink the sleep out of his eyes.
"Okay, maybe another time... How is the deal working out for you?"
Yazrin shrugs. "The other...entity hasn't been pressuring me...which is rather odd. I haven't made a move to do anything in the deal, but yet they aren't punishing me or Riley for it." He looks a little more awake now. "It's almost as though they've forgotten about it."
"In my experience, that is either very good, or very bad... What did you get in return?"
Yazrin chuckles. "In case they haven't forgotten, I can't say, else mine, Riley's, and your lives are forfeit."
"My life has been 'forfiet' numerous times. One more isn't that much." They try to joke
Yazrin tries to crack a smile, and nearly succeeds. "I know you aren't scared, and neither am I. I'm more scared of what will happen to Riley. I...I love her, and losing her......I've seen the pain that Phantom's going through...I don't know if I'd survive it." He rambles on for a while, surprisingly out of character, but he's obviously terrified o Yawningf the thought of losing Riley, although he's doing a pretty good job of hiding it.
Yacatl sighs. "Then take her to ysgard. She will come back ever dawn, even if she is killed. Or sigil, where archdevils, celestial paragons, and other powers can't reach."
Yazrin shakes his head sadly. "You don't quite understand, my friend. I love her. Taking her to either of those is almost the same as losing her to the other entity. It's... No, Yacatl. I appreciate the suggestions, but no. I want to be with her for as long as possible. I know she's human, and I will most likely outlive her, but still..." He sighs. "I haven't felt this way about anyone, Yacatl, probably because I've been to busy running to be able to get attached to anyone and have these kind of feelings develop..." He looks Yacatl in the eyes. "She means more to me than I thought ever possible. I. Will. Not. Lose. Her."
"Mmm... You two could both live in Ysgard or Sigil. I never said anything about it just being her. And if you want to live with her forever, then go to the Astral, were you will be together till the end." He says, hiding his jealousy well
Yazrin smiles. "Still jealous, are you?" He chuckles. "My friends here are why I don't want to leave, and why those suggestions won't really work."
*hello my lil' munchkins. that sounds incredibly strange. scratch that, HELLO ME FRIENDY FRIENDLIEST FRIENDLY FRIEND FRIENDS. thats better*
Ursula is making a house on the edge of the woods.
Ariadne is packing up adventuring equipment.
Bolehs is weaponizing cards with metal.
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Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
"Intriguing. What should I refer to you as?"
*This is interesting. Especially because one of my characters might become a psycopomp eventually*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Yeah, I'd be telling you about stuff about them rn but I'll wait until it is learned in character.*
"Thaemrys is my name." She steps out of the forest.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*Okay. I understand that statement... Kinda.*
"Lazarus. Show I bow or something? Something tells me the shepherds of the dead don't like unnatural immortals."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Is it still possible for death to come to you?"
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Mmm... Yes, in a way."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Explain."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"My soul won't go to the fugue plane to be judge. That right was forfiet when I died for the first time."
*You are familiar with the DND Planescape afterlife system?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*yup, one of the main reasons it took so long for Thaemrys to be made.*
She stares at Lazarus for a moment before questioning further, "And why is that? I have time to hear your story."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*Okay ill be hopping off, we can continue this tomorrow pall*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"When a vampire becomes one, they sacrifice their afterlife to live longer. Their souls are forfiet to whatever dark power infused use. Maybe I will go to the demon lord of Vampires, maybe to the hells, but I won't be judge. I already have been... How is being a psycopomp?"
*Nice!*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Bye*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Yazrin smiles. "Still jealous, are you?" He chuckles. "My friends here are why I don't want to leave, and why those suggestions won't really work."
*hello my lil' munchkins. that sounds incredibly strange. scratch that, HELLO ME FRIENDY FRIENDLIEST FRIENDLY FRIEND FRIENDS. thats better*
Ursula is making a house on the edge of the woods.
Ariadne is packing up adventuring equipment.
Bolehs is weaponizing cards with metal.
Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
[[ goodbye :] hellœ :] I must leaf again :,] ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
*hellof*
Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
[[ ellœ :] ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
*Greetings and Salutations.*
[[ eetings and alutations ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
[[ I am lonely :,] ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
*Hi lonely. I'm bored.*