*Looks like Lawrence disappeared so... here are my actives if anyone wants to rp w me.*
Krathian is reading a book on recreational illusions
Fin is with Oscar (In Stasis RN.)
Malte is drinking in the main room
Sharlene is discussing on how 70 drinks is normal.
Teruo is still arguing with Zenix.
*Hmmm... why not?*
Nerima is hanging from a tree by her legs.
*description?*
*Literally just copy-pasted from her intro*
A 5'9 woman walks in. Her hair is a light fiery red (not like actual fire, ginger), and it hangs under her ribs behind her back, her amber eyes look around the room as she studies the people in it. She wears a long-sleeved light brown tunic with the ends of the sleeves spreading out , and a pair of studded shiny black leather gloves, some black cloth pants that are also spread out at the ankles, and she has on some plain shoes.
Lysander waves at her. "Hello, who might you be?"
She gives a small wave back. "A very uncommon name called Nunya."
"Nice to meet you. How goes it?"
She looked at him blankly. "You serious? Gods, he's a stupid one." She muttered.
Lysander hides his annoyance. "I have learned not to assume, and to go through a certain structure of conversation. Maybe we can skip it in this case, maybe not."
"And apparently a pompous one as well." She muttered again.
"And what would you have me act like?"
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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
A young man walks into the tavern, carrying a book and a cane. They survey the room, curious about the establishment. After the wizard is done, they order a dwarven ale. Their cloak hides much, but any who have interacted with Lysander finds a similarity between the two. After finish the ale, he retires to a corner, fiddling with something in his pocket
*If you need a better description, look in the spoiler, where you will find some beautiful art by Cyno herself*
*Chest, want to meet Lysander?*
*Sure.*
Krathian sits down next to Lysander, assuming that this is some sort of disguise or weird consequence of warping. "Good to see you back."
"I would guess so. Have I met you before?"
"Ah ... yes. You don't remember?"
"No, at least not currently. I apologies for any inconveniences in that case."
"No worries, I've dealt with memory loss on many an occasion - even experienced it myself - there will be little or no inconvenience due to that."
"Good to hear. So, I am Lysander, as you probably know. Who might you be?"
"Krathian, you and I met a few weeks ago. It seemed that you had some business for which you required assistance, but before we got around to discussing any details, I was distracted by an urgent matter."
"Killing Ashmedai, that is Asmodues. You willing to help?"
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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
*Looks like Lawrence disappeared so... here are my actives if anyone wants to rp w me.*
Krathian is reading a book on recreational illusions
Fin is with Oscar (In Stasis RN.)
Malte is drinking in the main room
Sharlene is discussing on how 70 drinks is normal.
Teruo is still arguing with Zenix.
*Hmmm... why not?*
Nerima is hanging from a tree by her legs.
Krathian sits nearby, drawing her.
*Sorry, remaking her character sheet, spells are the hardest.*
She looks down and squeals with delight.
He chuckles, "Good to see you too, Nerima."
She drops down, levitating to her feet. "It good see you again! How you?"
"Very good, Allison and I are going away for a bit of a vacation soon, I'm glad I caught you before we left."
"Nooooooooo, don't leave me! It get boring!"
He chuckles, "Oh please, you'll find some cockamamie hijinks to occupy your time, you're Nerima for crying out loud."
"But it better with friend!"
"I suppose so, but I'll be back soon, don't worry."
She stepped towards him. "I want come!"
He shifts uncomfortably. "Um, not this time. You can come next time though, I promise."
She slouched and pouted.
"Aw come on, cheer up, I'll be going to the plane of Ash in a month or soon business, you can come with me then."
"What I do until? It been boring even recent!" She sat down.
"Q'ilbrith will be staying as well, keeping an eye on things here for me, I'm sure you and him can find all sorts of trouble to get into."
She instantly smiled. "Octofriend! Where he now?!" She got up and looked around excitedly.
"In my room, cataloguing and watching over or books like a jealous dragon watches his hoard. I can summon him here if you like, I'm sure he'd be just as happy to see you."
"Yes! I want see him!"
A cloud of smoke poofs on the table where Krathian was drawing, in its wake sits Q'ilbrith, rubbing his eyes with a tentacle.
"What do you want."
"Turn around dingus."
He scuttles around and sees Nerima, his eyes widening in glee. "Nerima!"
She squealed and pulled him into a hug. "Hi! How you?"
He squooshed like you might expect an octopus to squoosh. "I've been good, how you flesh-walker." he noogies her with a tentacle.
She laughed, squooshing him more. "I good! It been boring, though."
He steeples two of his tentacles, his eyes glowering menacingly. "I believe we can change that. It's good you showed up now, Krathian is leaving for vacation, without me."
She laughed at his expression, then frowned. "I know, he leaving me, too."
"All that means is that we have a distinct lack of supervision."
She smiled. "Get to do anything?!"
"Indubitably"
She tilted her head. "Huh?"
"Yes."
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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.
*Looks like Lawrence disappeared so... here are my actives if anyone wants to rp w me.*
Krathian is reading a book on recreational illusions
Fin is with Oscar (In Stasis RN.)
Malte is drinking in the main room
Sharlene is discussing on how 70 drinks is normal.
Teruo is still arguing with Zenix.
*Hmmm... why not?*
Nerima is hanging from a tree by her legs.
*description?*
*Literally just copy-pasted from her intro*
A 5'9 woman walks in. Her hair is a light fiery red (not like actual fire, ginger), and it hangs under her ribs behind her back, her amber eyes look around the room as she studies the people in it. She wears a long-sleeved light brown tunic with the ends of the sleeves spreading out , and a pair of studded shiny black leather gloves, some black cloth pants that are also spread out at the ankles, and she has on some plain shoes.
Lysander waves at her. "Hello, who might you be?"
She gives a small wave back. "A very uncommon name called Nunya."
"Nice to meet you. How goes it?"
She looked at him blankly. "You serious? Gods, he's a stupid one." She muttered.
Lysander hides his annoyance. "I have learned not to assume, and to go through a certain structure of conversation. Maybe we can skip it in this case, maybe not."
"And apparently a pompous one as well." She muttered again.
"And what would you have me act like?"
She shrugged. "Not towards me at all, I'm just trying to drink here."
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Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
*Looks like Lawrence disappeared so... here are my actives if anyone wants to rp w me.*
Krathian is reading a book on recreational illusions
Fin is with Oscar (In Stasis RN.)
Malte is drinking in the main room
Sharlene is discussing on how 70 drinks is normal.
Teruo is still arguing with Zenix.
*Hmmm... why not?*
Nerima is hanging from a tree by her legs.
*description?*
*Literally just copy-pasted from her intro*
A 5'9 woman walks in. Her hair is a light fiery red (not like actual fire, ginger), and it hangs under her ribs behind her back, her amber eyes look around the room as she studies the people in it. She wears a long-sleeved light brown tunic with the ends of the sleeves spreading out , and a pair of studded shiny black leather gloves, some black cloth pants that are also spread out at the ankles, and she has on some plain shoes.
Lysander waves at her. "Hello, who might you be?"
She gives a small wave back. "A very uncommon name called Nunya."
"Nice to meet you. How goes it?"
She looked at him blankly. "You serious? Gods, he's a stupid one." She muttered.
Lysander hides his annoyance. "I have learned not to assume, and to go through a certain structure of conversation. Maybe we can skip it in this case, maybe not."
"And apparently a pompous one as well." She muttered again.
"And what would you have me act like?"
She shrugged. "Not towards me at all, I'm just trying to drink here."
"Mmm... I see." He says, sitting down drinking silently
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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
A young man walks into the tavern, carrying a book and a cane. They survey the room, curious about the establishment. After the wizard is done, they order a dwarven ale. Their cloak hides much, but any who have interacted with Lysander finds a similarity between the two. After finish the ale, he retires to a corner, fiddling with something in his pocket
*If you need a better description, look in the spoiler, where you will find some beautiful art by Cyno herself*
*Chest, want to meet Lysander?*
*Sure.*
Krathian sits down next to Lysander, assuming that this is some sort of disguise or weird consequence of warping. "Good to see you back."
"I would guess so. Have I met you before?"
"Ah ... yes. You don't remember?"
"No, at least not currently. I apologies for any inconveniences in that case."
"No worries, I've dealt with memory loss on many an occasion - even experienced it myself - there will be little or no inconvenience due to that."
"Good to hear. So, I am Lysander, as you probably know. Who might you be?"
"Krathian, you and I met a few weeks ago. It seemed that you had some business for which you required assistance, but before we got around to discussing any details, I was distracted by an urgent matter."
"Killing Ashmedai, that is Asmodues. You willing to help?"
He rubs the tip of his cane. "I've had issues of my own with other archdevils, unpleasant dealings." He looks up at Lysander, "How do you plan to kill him, because if we fail - which we almost certainly will - I'll have another archdevil bent on my destruction. I can handle one, two would be...irksome."
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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.
*Looks like Lawrence disappeared so... here are my actives if anyone wants to rp w me.*
Krathian is reading a book on recreational illusions
Fin is with Oscar (In Stasis RN.)
Malte is drinking in the main room
Sharlene is discussing on how 70 drinks is normal.
Teruo is still arguing with Zenix.
*Hmmm... why not?*
Nerima is hanging from a tree by her legs.
Krathian sits nearby, drawing her.
*Sorry, remaking her character sheet, spells are the hardest.*
She looks down and squeals with delight.
He chuckles, "Good to see you too, Nerima."
She drops down, levitating to her feet. "It good see you again! How you?"
"Very good, Allison and I are going away for a bit of a vacation soon, I'm glad I caught you before we left."
"Nooooooooo, don't leave me! It get boring!"
He chuckles, "Oh please, you'll find some cockamamie hijinks to occupy your time, you're Nerima for crying out loud."
"But it better with friend!"
"I suppose so, but I'll be back soon, don't worry."
She stepped towards him. "I want come!"
He shifts uncomfortably. "Um, not this time. You can come next time though, I promise."
She slouched and pouted.
"Aw come on, cheer up, I'll be going to the plane of Ash in a month or soon business, you can come with me then."
"What I do until? It been boring even recent!" She sat down.
"Q'ilbrith will be staying as well, keeping an eye on things here for me, I'm sure you and him can find all sorts of trouble to get into."
She instantly smiled. "Octofriend! Where he now?!" She got up and looked around excitedly.
"In my room, cataloguing and watching over or books like a jealous dragon watches his hoard. I can summon him here if you like, I'm sure he'd be just as happy to see you."
"Yes! I want see him!"
A cloud of smoke poofs on the table where Krathian was drawing, in its wake sits Q'ilbrith, rubbing his eyes with a tentacle.
"What do you want."
"Turn around dingus."
He scuttles around and sees Nerima, his eyes widening in glee. "Nerima!"
She squealed and pulled him into a hug. "Hi! How you?"
He squooshed like you might expect an octopus to squoosh. "I've been good, how you flesh-walker." he noogies her with a tentacle.
She laughed, squooshing him more. "I good! It been boring, though."
He steeples two of his tentacles, his eyes glowering menacingly. "I believe we can change that. It's good you showed up now, Krathian is leaving for vacation, without me."
She laughed at his expression, then frowned. "I know, he leaving me, too."
"All that means is that we have a distinct lack of supervision."
She smiled. "Get to do anything?!"
"Indubitably"
She tilted her head. "Huh?"
"Yes."
She squealed happily, squeezing him in another hug, then tossing him up high in the air, levitating up to catch him before he falls, then levitated up high into the sky. "What we do first?!?!"
*I'm just imagining Krathian standing on the ground like: 0.0 What have I done?*
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Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
*Looks like Lawrence disappeared so... here are my actives if anyone wants to rp w me.*
Krathian is reading a book on recreational illusions
Fin is with Oscar (In Stasis RN.)
Malte is drinking in the main room
Sharlene is discussing on how 70 drinks is normal.
Teruo is still arguing with Zenix.
*Hmmm... why not?*
Nerima is hanging from a tree by her legs.
*description?*
*Literally just copy-pasted from her intro*
A 5'9 woman walks in. Her hair is a light fiery red (not like actual fire, ginger), and it hangs under her ribs behind her back, her amber eyes look around the room as she studies the people in it. She wears a long-sleeved light brown tunic with the ends of the sleeves spreading out , and a pair of studded shiny black leather gloves, some black cloth pants that are also spread out at the ankles, and she has on some plain shoes.
Lysander waves at her. "Hello, who might you be?"
She gives a small wave back. "A very uncommon name called Nunya."
"Nice to meet you. How goes it?"
She looked at him blankly. "You serious? Gods, he's a stupid one." She muttered.
Lysander hides his annoyance. "I have learned not to assume, and to go through a certain structure of conversation. Maybe we can skip it in this case, maybe not."
"And apparently a pompous one as well." She muttered again.
"And what would you have me act like?"
She shrugged. "Not towards me at all, I'm just trying to drink here."
"Mmm... I see." He says, sitting down drinking silently
"Perfect!" She went back to her drinks, she's on her 13th bottle already.
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Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
*Looks like Lawrence disappeared so... here are my actives if anyone wants to rp w me.*
Krathian is reading a book on recreational illusions
Fin is with Oscar (In Stasis RN.)
Malte is drinking in the main room
Sharlene is discussing on how 70 drinks is normal.
Teruo is still arguing with Zenix.
*Hmmm... why not?*
Nerima is hanging from a tree by her legs.
Krathian sits nearby, drawing her.
*Sorry, remaking her character sheet, spells are the hardest.*
She looks down and squeals with delight.
He chuckles, "Good to see you too, Nerima."
She drops down, levitating to her feet. "It good see you again! How you?"
"Very good, Allison and I are going away for a bit of a vacation soon, I'm glad I caught you before we left."
"Nooooooooo, don't leave me! It get boring!"
He chuckles, "Oh please, you'll find some cockamamie hijinks to occupy your time, you're Nerima for crying out loud."
"But it better with friend!"
"I suppose so, but I'll be back soon, don't worry."
She stepped towards him. "I want come!"
He shifts uncomfortably. "Um, not this time. You can come next time though, I promise."
She slouched and pouted.
"Aw come on, cheer up, I'll be going to the plane of Ash in a month or soon business, you can come with me then."
"What I do until? It been boring even recent!" She sat down.
"Q'ilbrith will be staying as well, keeping an eye on things here for me, I'm sure you and him can find all sorts of trouble to get into."
She instantly smiled. "Octofriend! Where he now?!" She got up and looked around excitedly.
"In my room, cataloguing and watching over or books like a jealous dragon watches his hoard. I can summon him here if you like, I'm sure he'd be just as happy to see you."
"Yes! I want see him!"
A cloud of smoke poofs on the table where Krathian was drawing, in its wake sits Q'ilbrith, rubbing his eyes with a tentacle.
"What do you want."
"Turn around dingus."
He scuttles around and sees Nerima, his eyes widening in glee. "Nerima!"
She squealed and pulled him into a hug. "Hi! How you?"
He squooshed like you might expect an octopus to squoosh. "I've been good, how you flesh-walker." he noogies her with a tentacle.
She laughed, squooshing him more. "I good! It been boring, though."
He steeples two of his tentacles, his eyes glowering menacingly. "I believe we can change that. It's good you showed up now, Krathian is leaving for vacation, without me."
She laughed at his expression, then frowned. "I know, he leaving me, too."
"All that means is that we have a distinct lack of supervision."
She smiled. "Get to do anything?!"
"Indubitably"
She tilted her head. "Huh?"
"Yes."
She squealed happily, squeezing him in another hug, then tossing him up high in the air, levitating up to catch him before he falls, then levitated up high into the sky. "What we do first?!?!"
*I'm just imagining Krathian standing on the ground like: 0.0 What have I done?*
*That is precisely what he's doing.*
"I have. A list. The first item is transforming all the liquor in the tavern to sour milk."
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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.
"And what would you have me act like?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Killing Ashmedai, that is Asmodues. You willing to help?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Yep." She wraps her arms around his neck and pulls him down for a long kiss.
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
"Yes."
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 don't want to force you*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
She shrugged. "Not towards me at all, I'm just trying to drink here."
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.
"Mmm... I see." He says, sitting down drinking silently
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Nah, it's fine.*
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
He took her in and kissed her back, holding her in for a straight minute.
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.
He rubs the tip of his cane. "I've had issues of my own with other archdevils, unpleasant dealings." He looks up at Lysander, "How do you plan to kill him, because if we fail - which we almost certainly will - I'll have another archdevil bent on my destruction. I can handle one, two would be...irksome."
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"
She squealed happily, squeezing him in another hug, then tossing him up high in the air, levitating up to catch him before he falls, then levitated up high into the sky. "What we do first?!?!"
*I'm just imagining Krathian standing on the ground like: 0.0 What have I done?*
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.
"Perfect!" She went back to her drinks, she's on her 13th bottle already.
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 has to use some of her health to keep from suffocating, but when they break apart, her smile is massive.
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
"Are you okay?"
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.
"I'm weird? What do you mean?" He asks
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
"Yup, just happy."
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
"Again, i can't speak that language!"
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 sniffed the air around him. "You weird magic. Why?"
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.
"Did I go for too long again?"
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.
*That is precisely what he's doing.*
"I have. A list. The first item is transforming all the liquor in the tavern to sour milk."
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"