The Tavern at the End of the World

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A large clap of thunder shakes the world, a blinding flash of lightning simultaneous to it. A large, dark portal opens in the ground slowly, dread emanates from it. Out if it comes.... Well.... Nothing. For half an hour, its just.... There. Then, a elf looking around 17 climbs out. He has shortish brown hair, is wearing a triforce shirt and shorts, and holds a game controller in one hand. His eyes are an unnatural orange color, and he seems on.the line between overweight and not

 *since no one else is interacting & it seems Karavans will take a bit, ill do something*

Arrow flies up & lands in the closest tree, "Wow something happened with this thing."

 "Thing?"

 She waves over at the portal thing, "This, its been here," She looks to where the sun is, "Say about half an hour? And only now does something happen with it."

 "Yeah... I decided I should wait a bit before popping through" He snaps, and the portal disappears

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*2 weeks left of this semester. Then i am gone to the southern state of Maryland to see family. I seriously wish i had more time on here and to see all of you*

*i also was looking through my old Players handbook and got inspiration to make one of those little writing that are in the beginning of the classes section.*

A teifling stands before a white dragon that dare cross into her land in the artic tundra and hunt her elk herds. The runes on her sickle glow with a strange silver light as she shifts her grips a bit. The dragon stares at her but she knows she can take it on. She launches herself forward with the grace of a artic fox and with a little help from her patron.

 

A half-elf sits on a barrel in a local tavern, the hustle and bustle proving a good time to get the show started. She tunes her lute a bit before strumming a few chords and playing out a melody from a time long forgotten. She sings, her voice like that of a celestial, as the tavern-goer’s watch, mystified by this performance.

 

A morally corrupt wizard stands before an elder lich who praised her for another harvest of souls. She kneels there, hand on her sword, before she flicks her wrist to send the sword upwards towards the throat of the lich. Her attempts fall short as the lich catches it and sends her to the side with a burst of magic as punishment.

 

A fey queen stands before her subjects and watches them through narrowed eyes. She was sorting them out mentally for she knew there was evil amongst them. She kept her eye on an elf that kept shifting from side to side. She flicked her finger towards them and sent swarming tendrils of vines from her fingertip, trapping the elf in a deadly embrace.

 

 Yuri is watching the birds awaken outside. She plays a strange melody on lute made of silver wood while humming a song of a time long forgotten to mortal ears. (Anyone who hears it must make a WIS save)

Lore is currently sitting on the roof of the tavern. She is surrounded by thousands of books and other supplies for a alchemist as she seems to not have slept all night. She works on a small metal contraption, no bigger than a acorn, with little spinning rings of brass.

Allison/Oscar are in rotational stasis. 

Lawrence wants to make a demonologist.

 

 *time to teach Thara magic?*

 *Yes :D*

Allison was sitting on a rock outside, working on some sort of wooden flute.

 Thara walks up, same outfit as last time they met, "Allison! Hello, how is your morning?"

 "Good so far my friend" she chirped "How are you?"

 "Good, a friend had me for some ice cream, a picnic, a visit to his place, & a walk back here recently, that was nice."

 "perhaps a lover in your midst's?" she teased

 "Hm?" She gives a look of mostly confusion, but some skepticality to it too.

*BAHAHA, the best part is that pallghost conformed that Yacatl was indeed taking Thara on a date, but boy oh boy is she clueless about love in general.*

 She chuckles "Nevermind what i said" she said and handed her and intricately carved wooden flute. 

 She shrugs it off & asks, "So you said you would teach me magic?"

 "and thats what the flute is for" she chirped

 "Like a bard?"

 She nods

 "Hm, not the way I expected." She finds a spot to sit nearby.

 "I find it the easiest way to learn instead of being cramped in a room with a ton of books"

 "Hm, well let class begin!" She sits cross-legged, a little eager.

Penny drops from the sky because Lawrence has something to do with her.

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A woman walks into the tavern. She has pale brown skin, almost like dark honey, long black hair that is tied back in a tight ponytail behind her head, and bright silver eyes that shimmer like the full moon. She wears a tight-fitting black dress with very little accessories to it expect a silver chain necklace with a symbol of some sort. She carried a black leather satchel with silver buckles with a crescent moon-like design stitched on one side, bundles of random scrolls, some filled with writing while others were blank, while book covers poked out to meet the world. What was crazy about this woman walking in is that, right behind her, was a large pit fiend with rust colored skin tones that were coated with black brimstone dust. He wore a nothing but a thick golden chain around his neck, he carried a black metal mace in one hand that dragged across the floor. 

 Wolfe looked over from her coffee. "huh" Then went back to her coffee.

 The woman looks over at Wolfe and smiles kindly "Hello there" she said, her voice was smooth. The pit fiend narrowed its eyes and trudged off back into the forests to sulk.

 Wolfe looked back up from her coffee and nodded, sipping it.

 *How to continue conversation google*

The woman looks a bit uncomfortable before bowing her head "sorry to bother you" 

 "Eh, at least you aren't popping up in my face..." She grumbled.

 *Lawrence has been confused*

 *Lol, you good? Hold up, let me see if this works.*

*-hugs-*

 * :3 thank you for za huggle*

 *No probs, you better now?*

 *Eh, dreading art class and people.*

 *I'm sure art class is the least of your problems, you are excellenc-oso at it. As for people, it's just a general thing I'm sure 98% of the people on this thread has.*

 *mnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn*

 "Where'd this microwave come from?*

 *I, myself, am a microwave*

 *-takes off mask to reveal lizard face- Oops, hold on. -takes off lizard mask to reveal pyramid with one eye- One second. -takes off pyramid mask to reveal microwave head- There we go. AS AM I, BROTHA!*

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Penny drops from the sky because Lawrence has something to do with her.

 Sharlene is trying to pick a fight with a Reaper, apparently.