*Sharlene is 100% gonna gloat that she beat up a Reaper.*
She sat her against the wall of the tavern, went over to grab her scythe and mask, then set them in her lap, then went inside to get some bandages n' medical stuff. She stabilizes the Skele-bird with the medical stuff.
She comes to, blinking, "[1gp]ing dammit." She let's out under her breath.
Sharlene chuckled. "Morning, bonehead."
"You get my point yet?" She says quietly.
"Huh? What point? The point of your scythe?"
"That you can't brute force away death, yes you stopped me but opponents in battle aren't the only way to die." She still seems annoyed from their argument they had, ignoring the fact that she practically nearly died.
" 'Course I'm gonna die one day, it'll just be when I wanna." She seemed bored. "Are you even a Skele-bird or whatever you called yourself? You just seem like some elf with a scythe and some magic."
"Do you even know what a Reaper is?" She seems only half content with her answer as she stretches herself.
"Nah. Don't really care, as long as I just beat one's [1gp]."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
*Heyo, hows it going? I'm back from weekend breaks. Also, i got to see my older brother, so life is great!*
Lucius is sitting in the main room, humming to himself quietly as he reads (3)
Zenix is eating lunch, feeding seeds to a raven
Hunter is booting up (10%)
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.
Sinclair is inside reading with her Pit Fiend comrade in tow. The pit fiend could not fit inside so it sat by the window, next to Sinclair's booth. She talked to it so i would not get lonely but in reality, it did not care.
Yuri is with Terou.
Arrow is practicing flying by doing so around the tavern, taking a glance every now & then at everything that is going on.
Gust is sitting on the couch in the corner of the library meditating.
The Reaper is fighting Sharlene.
*Description of these two? I don't think i've met them*
*Arrow is spoiler one & Gust is Spoiler 2*
An 86 lb., 4'11" Aarakocra with an appearanceto that of a magpie. She wears simple dark green clothes under a Glorious Studded Leather that she normally has take the look of a form of plate, & wears a Quiver Of Efficiency to hold her aarakocran spear, long bow, handaxe, & arrows.
Gust is a 5'7" air-genasi with cloud like hair, & light blue skin. They wear a red blindfold over their eyes & red monk clothing, with a quarterstaff strapped on their back.
*Eeeny meeny miiiiiny mo*
Lucius heads to the library, setting his book back on the shelf
Gust doesn't even acknowledge them.
*Fair lol*
Lucius notices the genasi, stepping over to them quietly, "Hello?"
No response, they're meditating.
Lucius waits for a few moments, before tapping their shoulder
"What in the realms do you want?" They ask still statue like except for their mouth.
"Oh, apologies. Was unsure if you were awake or not." He says, a polite tone in his voice
They just take a deep sigh and mutter under their breath "I should just go back to meditating on the roof."
"That may be a good idea, though the roof tends to be more occupied than the library." He says, "Would you like me to leave you to your meditation?"
They move into a casual position on the couch, "Well I'm done now."
"Ah, i see." Lucius nods, sitting on the couch, a few feet away
*Do you want his description?*
*yeah sure, only a basic one is needed but I'm cool with a full one.*
"I'm Gust, you are?"
*He's a mostly human looking male. He has short blonde hair with red streaks in it that he has slicked back, along with a semi formal outfit, which is a pair of jeans, a white dress shirt, a black vest, and a white tie*
"My name is Lucius Blackstone, pleasure to meet you Gust." he offers a handshake
Sinclair is sitting on the roof, she is writing millions of papers that seem to stack up the by the thousands.
Yazrin is down in the training area, taking on three targets simultaneously.
*This was her intro*
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.
She looks over and watches, a sly grin on her face.
Yazrin doesn't notice her, too focused on the three targets he's battling. As one, all three lift their crossbows and fire at him, and he dives into roll to the side, coming back up to his feet and fires off four arrows into the nearest target. First two arrows hit it in the chest, third one in the crease between helmet and chestplate, and the final arrow finds the small gap in the targets visor. The target drops in a pile of armor after that volley.
"You pretty good at that" Sinclair says
I'm well over 200 years old. I should be. Yazrin says chuckling slightly, as he fires another two arrows into the next target in line, sending it reeling backwards as the third one fires its crossbow again, which Yazrin again easily dodges.
Sinclair continues to watch, her silver eyes tracking each arrow.
She notices that each arrow seems to trail a little bit of frost, and that they appear on the bowstring as soon as Yazrin start pulling it back. He fires off another two arrows into the wounded target, both of them finding the visor, dropping it like the first one. The third one starts backing up, and it fires another arrow at Yazrin, missing him as he seemingly disappears into a patch of shadows.
*Heyo, hows it going? I'm back from weekend breaks. Also, i got to see my older brother, so life is great!*
Lucius is sitting in the main room, humming to himself quietly as he reads (3)
Zenix is eating lunch, feeding seeds to a raven
Hunter is booting up (10%)
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.
Sinclair is inside reading with her Pit Fiend comrade in tow. The pit fiend could not fit inside so it sat by the window, next to Sinclair's booth. She talked to it so i would not get lonely but in reality, it did not care.
Yuri is with Terou.
Hunter (80% boot up_) Steps up onto the roof, making a bit of noise, given he has his rifle on him this time
Lore looks up "Hey hunter" she chirps.
"Hello Lore," He nods, sitting beside her, "How is the day?"
"Good so far" she said "Ive been awake all night to work on a small contraption"
"Hmm," Hunter looks at the contraption, then at lore, "You should rest"
"I'll be fine" she chirped "Ive stayed up longer then this"
Hunter seems very skeptical, but nods, patting her head
She smiles and leans against his hand
Hunter smiles at this, "You have interesting reactions," He says, carresing her cheek
"Shush" she said and chuckled
"Hmm, no." He says, kissing her forehead
(Robot learning to tease, how fun)
"Yes" she said and chuckled again.
From what lore can recall about when they first met, hunter is looking more and more like an actual creature, than a normal warforged.
"No, i shall speak as much as i wish," He says, running a finger along her jawline
Lore narrowed her eyes and stuck out her tongue.
Hunter raises an eyebrow, pulling her tongue with his thumb and fore finger
Her tongue is rather small and pink-in-color.
"Interesting," He murmurs, pulling her tongue a bit more, but not causing harm
"what are yu tryin to du?"
"Just examining things," He says, poking her teeth
She has sharper canines then most humans.
"Pointy teeth," Hunter says, "Typically a sign of a carnivore."
"I don't eat meat though"
"That is curious." He says, motioning for her to open her mouth wider
She looks confused but does so
Hunter pulls out a tongue depressor, pushing her tongue down as he examines her mouth further, "No infections or cavities."
She chuckles a bit "well thats some good news"
"Indeed. You have a rather normal mouth besides your sharper teeth." He says
*Sharlene is 100% gonna gloat that she beat up a Reaper.*
She sat her against the wall of the tavern, went over to grab her scythe and mask, then set them in her lap, then went inside to get some bandages n' medical stuff. She stabilizes the Skele-bird with the medical stuff.
She comes to, blinking, "[1gp]ing dammit." She let's out under her breath.
Sharlene chuckled. "Morning, bonehead."
"You get my point yet?" She says quietly.
"Huh? What point? The point of your scythe?"
"That you can't brute force away death, yes you stopped me but opponents in battle aren't the only way to die." She still seems annoyed from their argument they had, ignoring the fact that she practically nearly died.
" 'Course I'm gonna die one day, it'll just be when I wanna." She seemed bored. "Are you even a Skele-bird or whatever you called yourself? You just seem like some elf with a scythe and some magic."
"Do you even know what a Reaper is?" She seems only half content with her answer as she stretches herself.
"Nah. Don't really care, as long as I just beat one's [1gp]."
"You did, now, er" She seems to have broken bones & other injuries, "because you did, & didn't finish me, I have to do it myself. As it'd be better, for me to just 'die', than this." She gets up, grabbing her scythe & mask.
*Heyo, hows it going? I'm back from weekend breaks. Also, i got to see my older brother, so life is great!*
Lucius is sitting in the main room, humming to himself quietly as he reads (3)
Zenix is eating lunch, feeding seeds to a raven
Hunter is booting up (10%)
*That's so nice!*
Sharlene is beating up a Reaper.
Teruo is snuggling with Yuri.
Wolfe is shilling on a couch, playing her guitar a bit.
As per usual, a raven is perched in the rafters, watching the two, but not making much noise, and staying out of teruo's reach
Yuri narrowed her eyes at it
It somehow, and i can't 100% say how, smirks at her
"You jealous being, you wish you were here with me instead of him hm?"
Wha? No! SHut up!
She chuckles a bit.
I despise you they mutter
"Change those lying words around. You desire me"
If you try and spread that information, i'll peck your eye out.
"Your not denying it"
I don't desire you, you're just a target i need to keep an eye on
(Want to roll insight on that one?)
*mwhahaha yes*
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Its a very unconcious lie, but still a lie
She smiles and reaches out, grabbing the crow. "I can see right inside crow boy"
First off, the birds a raven. Second, you don't know anything Yuri!
She smiles slyly, her eyes narrowed so they seemed to stare into the raven's soul.
Don't look at me like that, its freaky
Currently, the raven's soul is linked to zenix's
She smiled again and began to ignore him.
The raven pecks her hand a bit, trying to get out of the grip
She lets go and sticks out her dainty tongue.
The bird glares with an oddly human/elven nature to the glare, seeming to consider pecking her
"Why won't you come to me?" she purrs
Cause, you're obnoxious. He says, And your pet would kill me.
Teruo chuckles mentally in his fox form.
The bird jabs fox form with it beak
He nips at the bird.
It moves out of the way of his mouth, hovering above them
He did a fox smile. What's the matter, afraid of a few teeth?
You are about three times my current size, likely more.
You were bigger than me in human form, yet I still fought you.
Theres a difference between that, and now. First of all, i'm not in my origina; body, so i'm just a raven right now. You, on the other hand, can do stuff you could normally do.
*Sharlene is 100% gonna gloat that she beat up a Reaper.*
She sat her against the wall of the tavern, went over to grab her scythe and mask, then set them in her lap, then went inside to get some bandages n' medical stuff. She stabilizes the Skele-bird with the medical stuff.
She comes to, blinking, "[1gp]ing dammit." She let's out under her breath.
Sharlene chuckled. "Morning, bonehead."
"You get my point yet?" She says quietly.
"Huh? What point? The point of your scythe?"
"That you can't brute force away death, yes you stopped me but opponents in battle aren't the only way to die." She still seems annoyed from their argument they had, ignoring the fact that she practically nearly died.
" 'Course I'm gonna die one day, it'll just be when I wanna." She seemed bored. "Are you even a Skele-bird or whatever you called yourself? You just seem like some elf with a scythe and some magic."
"Do you even know what a Reaper is?" She seems only half content with her answer as she stretches herself.
"Nah. Don't really care, as long as I just beat one's [1gp]."
"You did, now, er" She seems to have broken bones & other injuries, "because you did, & didn't finish me, I have to do it myself. As it'd be better, for me to just 'die', than this." She gets up, grabbing her scythe & mask.
"If you're gonna kill yourself, I'ma have to knock you out again and strap you in a bed somewhere inside 'till you get better." Sharlene stood up, stepping on front of her.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Sinclair is sitting on the roof, she is writing millions of papers that seem to stack up the by the thousands.
Yazrin is down in the training area, taking on three targets simultaneously.
*This was her intro*
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.
She looks over and watches, a sly grin on her face.
Yazrin doesn't notice her, too focused on the three targets he's battling. As one, all three lift their crossbows and fire at him, and he dives into roll to the side, coming back up to his feet and fires off four arrows into the nearest target. First two arrows hit it in the chest, third one in the crease between helmet and chestplate, and the final arrow finds the small gap in the targets visor. The target drops in a pile of armor after that volley.
"You pretty good at that" Sinclair says
I'm well over 200 years old. I should be. Yazrin says chuckling slightly, as he fires another two arrows into the next target in line, sending it reeling backwards as the third one fires its crossbow again, which Yazrin again easily dodges.
Sinclair continues to watch, her silver eyes tracking each arrow.
She notices that each arrow seems to trail a little bit of frost, and that they appear on the bowstring as soon as Yazrin start pulling it back. He fires off another two arrows into the wounded target, both of them finding the visor, dropping it like the first one. The third one starts backing up, and it fires another arrow at Yazrin, missing him as he seemingly disappears into a patch of shadows.
She continues to watch before jumping off the roof
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[[ *eating chips in a corner* ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
You are about three times my current size, likely more.
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
"Nah. Don't really care, as long as I just beat one's [1gp]."
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
*Ugh, i feel sick and don't feel like eating food...*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*He's a mostly human looking male. He has short blonde hair with red streaks in it that he has slicked back, along with a semi formal outfit, which is a pair of jeans, a white dress shirt, a black vest, and a white tie*
"My name is Lucius Blackstone, pleasure to meet you Gust." he offers a handshake
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 were bigger than me in human form, yet I still fought you.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Congrats, you're doing that very good
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
She notices that each arrow seems to trail a little bit of frost, and that they appear on the bowstring as soon as Yazrin start pulling it back. He fires off another two arrows into the wounded target, both of them finding the visor, dropping it like the first one. The third one starts backing up, and it fires another arrow at Yazrin, missing him as he seemingly disappears into a patch of shadows.
*I SWEAR IF YOU HAVEN'T EATEN IN THE PAST 6 HOURS, GO EAT SOMETHING!*
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"Indeed. You have a rather normal mouth besides your sharper teeth." He says
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 did, now, er" She seems to have broken bones & other injuries, "because you did, & didn't finish me, I have to do it myself. As it'd be better, for me to just 'die', than this." She gets up, grabbing her scythe & mask.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Good then" she gives a sly smile
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*IVE EATEN BREAKFAST MOM, i just don't feel like eating because my tummy feels sick*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Apifite’s buzzin around looking for a guitar
Araignée’s drinking a Shirley temple because yes :]
Myrn is asleep in the rafters
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
"Well.... i think thats good?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Theres a difference between that, and now. First of all, i'm not in my origina; body, so i'm just a raven right now. You, on the other hand, can do stuff you could normally do.
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
The bird pecks her face
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
"If you're gonna kill yourself, I'ma have to knock you out again and strap you in a bed somewhere inside 'till you get better." Sharlene stood up, stepping on front of her.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
She continues to watch before jumping off the roof
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
[[ same tho, but I haven’t eaten breakfast yet]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger