"Yup, there it is." He sighs a little, "sold my soul to a devil because he said he would kill me if I didn't."
*You could say he 'souled' himself! XD HAHAHAHA... I hate myself for that.*
She giggled. "Silly, you no get hurt or die here!"
*hehehe, I love me some good puns.*
He gives a flat expression, not taking her treating it so lightly too well, "Yeah, well guess what, immediately after I fell I didn't know that, and that's exactly why he could take advantage of me."
She looked blankly at him. "You not strong enough to fight him?"
"In that situation, I'm a newly fallen, confused out of my mind & trying to deal with everything that's rushing through my head, while I'm hurt as I just fell, And he's a perfectly in tact devil that teleported in front of me blocking my way to safety. Who do you think would have won?"
"I no know, I not there."
"Even now I'm sure I'd stand no chance."
She scooted forward. "Want help?"
"I've already got help, trust me I don't want to drag you into this."
"I powerful! I convince them to give soul back!"
"He's not going to be 'convinced' to do anything we want, trust me."
"If he no give soul back..." She blinks, and her eyes become like inky black voids, and the shadows around her seem to grow darker. "... I take from him."
"Nerima, I don't need anyone else potentially getting hurt for me okay? Just sit this one out."
She blinked, her eyes going back to normal, and frowned. "Why? I no get hurt."
"Nerima, its fine, I already have help okay?"
She bonked him on the head with her staff. "Meanie." Then she stood up and hopped off the table.
"Meanie? I'm not trying to get people killed!"
"Nobody die, not me, Z'rika protect me."
"Who even is Z'rika?"
She reached into her cloak and pulled out a rough-looking piece of paper, and handed it to him. On it was a drawing of a large, bulky shadowy figure, with what looked like a human skull for a head.
He slowly places it down, "I'll um, I'll, speak with Atemos about your help okay?"
She smiles, grabbing the paper and shoving it back into her cloak. "Yay! I get to help!"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
"No. Yes. Maybe? I don't know." He heaves a breath, "All my life I've been taught to control my emotions, to keep them in check. But this feeling is really nice," he smiles at her. "I'd like to see where this goes. What about you?"
She smiles and reaches over, lifting him so he on her chest. she hugs him a bit "That would be nice"
He smiles tentatively, "Mmm, this is nice."
She smiles and pets his head "Im glad you like it"
He crawls up her, looping one arm beneath her armpit and holding the back of her head, and his other hand around her waist and against her back. A look of hesitation is visible on his face as he pulls her head towards his and kisses her deeply.
She kisses back and chuckles "See, now thats more like it"
He backs up a bit and nods, before kissing her more passionately, pulling her head and body against his.
She chuckles a bit "awfully forward hm"
He backs off, seemingly just now realizing what he's done. "See, this is what I'm talking about. When I'm with you I lose control of myself. I...don't know who, where, or what I am. It ... scares me." He draws back, sitting cross-legged, staring at the grass.
Before he can sit down, she leans forward, grabbing him by the collar and pulling him back. "Don't go now" she purrs "That would be cruel of you"
He lets it happen, being pulled back towards her, "This power you have over me is quite... unsettling,"
"Do you not like it?" she askes, tilting her head to the side
"Oh yes," he says, "I do, very much so, that's what scares me about it."
She smiles "Then go do some meditation church boy, but ill be right here if you want me"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Thara sees this & gets worried, "Oh, hmm, how do I get the nest outside safely?"
The small bird chirps and flutters around.
"Its okay little birdie, I won't hurt you."
*Description?*
The bird lands on a different rafter and looks at Thara.
*Muscular white dragonborn that's 6'11" wearing chain mail with a longsword on her side & a greatclub under the wooden shield on her back that speak with a light russian accent.*
"If you have your nest here it could easily fall down, because people are in these often." She tries to explain to the bird.
The bird chirps and flutters back to the nest.
"The nest needs to be outside little birdie." She starts gently reaching for the nest.
The bird scoots back and sings a little song. DC 14 Wisdom saving throw.
*inside the tavern, so inside the safety zone, but I'll still roll in case it's something that the zone wouldn't have to do with.*
11
Thara is charmed until the end of her next turn. The bird pecks at her fingers.
*the safety zone wouldn't let that happen*
"I'm only trying to help." The pecking doesn't seem effective as she's wearing gauntlets.
*Birdie doesn't know this. But neither did I.*
The bird sits in the nest and chirps.
She tries to reach, but the rafters are white high & if she jumped & grabbed it she'd take apart the nest by accident.
The bird stares back at Thara.
She stares back, trying to think of a solution.
The bird chirps and ruffles its feathers.
"Hmm, wait here." She walks off for a second to get somthing, or someone.
The bird chirps and continues to look at Thara.
She walks back with Alexander, who's begrudgingly there, "That nest." She says pointing to the nest the birds in.
Krathian is talking to some shady looking guy in dark glasses and a hood
Fin is sharpening an axe in the corner
Malte is taking a walk in the forest
Allison is in her garden. She is playing her lute softly while playing in tune with birds that sang their song as well. She was dressed in a white blouse, a long grey skirt, and thin sandals.
Mali watches from a distance
*Im gonna roll perception* 14
Shes not hard to spot at all.
Allison smiles and waves "Hello!"
Sge smiles back, slightly nervous "Hi!"
"who are you my friend?" she asks
"Acvomalia of Sogel. Though I usually just go by Mali. Who are you?"
"I just Allison" she said
"Nice to meet you, Allison. You play well..."
"Thank you" allison says and bows her head a bit "I play all the time, but never in front of crowds"
"Why not? You could certainly get status from it" she responds to the head bow with a curtsy
"I rather not have status" she said with a smile "Fame only brings great downfall and sorrow"
"... Sometimes... But it can also be pretty nice, often"
"I rather not have status" she said and smiled warmly
"... Alright... I suppose thats a good decision in a few ways... But one not many would choose. I guess itd be nice to have a choice like that"
"I suppose" she said and smiled again. Her fingers danced over the strings of the lute, playing a soft melody.
"Where did you learn to play from? What funded your education for it?"
"My mother taught me" she said "She told me a woman can do whatever a man can and in heels, she taught me medicine, magic, basic smiting, everything she could think of"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Shardia us uncomfortable while her snake hair is being pet
Barantal is burning a dead rabbit
Nerima giggles as she pets them.
"You... Know that youre basically petting me right now,.right?"
"Snakes make funny noises!" She giggled.
"The hissing?
She nods, still petting.
"... It can get very repetitive. And quite annoying at times"
She smiles. "I no mind!"
"... Youd mind if it was constant. It makes it hard to think often"
"It already hard think for me, it make no changes."
"What makes it hard to think for you?"
"Mind broke once."
"Your mind has been broken.before? In what way, exactly? Ive had similar happen"
"I do spell Z'rika say not do, and mind break."
"Z'rika?"
She reached into her cloak and pulled out a rough-looking piece of paper, and handed it to her. On it was a drawing of a large, bulky shadowy figure, with what looked like a human skull for a head.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
"Yup, there it is." He sighs a little, "sold my soul to a devil because he said he would kill me if I didn't."
*You could say he 'souled' himself! XD HAHAHAHA... I hate myself for that.*
She giggled. "Silly, you no get hurt or die here!"
*hehehe, I love me some good puns.*
He gives a flat expression, not taking her treating it so lightly too well, "Yeah, well guess what, immediately after I fell I didn't know that, and that's exactly why he could take advantage of me."
She looked blankly at him. "You not strong enough to fight him?"
"In that situation, I'm a newly fallen, confused out of my mind & trying to deal with everything that's rushing through my head, while I'm hurt as I just fell, And he's a perfectly in tact devil that teleported in front of me blocking my way to safety. Who do you think would have won?"
"I no know, I not there."
"Even now I'm sure I'd stand no chance."
She scooted forward. "Want help?"
"I've already got help, trust me I don't want to drag you into this."
"I powerful! I convince them to give soul back!"
"He's not going to be 'convinced' to do anything we want, trust me."
"If he no give soul back..." She blinks, and her eyes become like inky black voids, and the shadows around her seem to grow darker. "... I take from him."
"Nerima, I don't need anyone else potentially getting hurt for me okay? Just sit this one out."
She blinked, her eyes going back to normal, and frowned. "Why? I no get hurt."
"Nerima, its fine, I already have help okay?"
She bonked him on the head with her staff. "Meanie." Then she stood up and hopped off the table.
"Meanie? I'm not trying to get people killed!"
"Nobody die, not me, Z'rika protect me."
"Who even is Z'rika?"
She reached into her cloak and pulled out a rough-looking piece of paper, and handed it to him. On it was a drawing of a large, bulky shadowy figure, with what looked like a human skull for a head.
He slowly places it down, "I'll um, I'll, speak with Atemos about your help okay?"
She smiles, grabbing the paper and shoving it back into her cloak. "Yay! I get to help!"
"I'll get back to you later Nerima okay?" He gets up to give back the empty mug.
Krathian is talking to some shady looking guy in dark glasses and a hood
Fin is sharpening an axe in the corner
Malte is taking a walk in the forest
Oscar is hanging out inside with some sort of crystalline contraption made of twenty crystal disks with star constellations on them. She occasionally spins them around, taking notes in a small book.
Allison is in her garden. She is playing her lute softly while playing in tune with birds that sang their song as well. She was dressed in a white blouse, a long grey skirt, and thin sandals.
Yuri was napping in the grass outside of the tavern, on the hill's peak. She naps amongst the dewy grass.
Krathian sits and listens to the music
"How are you my love?" she asked
"I'm alright, how about you?"
"Im wondering who the shady man is" she said, her fingers dancing across the strings of her lute "Makes a girl wonder"
"He's just a friend of mine, I need him to cover some things for me while I'm gone. In fact, you might recognize him." he conjures his banjo, picking at it in concert with her lute playing.
She raises an eyebrow "That rather shady looking one?"
"Indeed, though he is more machine than man." "David, if you'll take off the hood and goggles."
David, (the nimblewright that Krathian had offered Allison and Venna on their departure, but they declined out of modesty.) He waves slightly out of modesty.
*Ahhhhhhhhh (Lawrence had a moment of understanding)*
"But why cover him like that?" she asked
"People tend to mistake him for a waiter, he finds that very irksome."
*Krathian: He's harmless, see?
David: nothing (Thinking: bloooood for the blooooood goooooooood)*
*Lawrence is the god of RP misery but he will take your offer of blood*
"ah" she said and nodded her head a bit. "How are you my friend of a friend"
*Krathian getting demoted to friend in a sentence*
He smiles at this "Friend of a friend eh?" he puts an arm around her waist, "I thought we were more than that."
*OOF*
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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.
"Yup, there it is." He sighs a little, "sold my soul to a devil because he said he would kill me if I didn't."
*You could say he 'souled' himself! XD HAHAHAHA... I hate myself for that.*
She giggled. "Silly, you no get hurt or die here!"
*hehehe, I love me some good puns.*
He gives a flat expression, not taking her treating it so lightly too well, "Yeah, well guess what, immediately after I fell I didn't know that, and that's exactly why he could take advantage of me."
She looked blankly at him. "You not strong enough to fight him?"
"In that situation, I'm a newly fallen, confused out of my mind & trying to deal with everything that's rushing through my head, while I'm hurt as I just fell, And he's a perfectly in tact devil that teleported in front of me blocking my way to safety. Who do you think would have won?"
"I no know, I not there."
"Even now I'm sure I'd stand no chance."
She scooted forward. "Want help?"
"I've already got help, trust me I don't want to drag you into this."
"I powerful! I convince them to give soul back!"
"He's not going to be 'convinced' to do anything we want, trust me."
"If he no give soul back..." She blinks, and her eyes become like inky black voids, and the shadows around her seem to grow darker. "... I take from him."
"Nerima, I don't need anyone else potentially getting hurt for me okay? Just sit this one out."
She blinked, her eyes going back to normal, and frowned. "Why? I no get hurt."
"Nerima, its fine, I already have help okay?"
She bonked him on the head with her staff. "Meanie." Then she stood up and hopped off the table.
"Meanie? I'm not trying to get people killed!"
"Nobody die, not me, Z'rika protect me."
"Who even is Z'rika?"
She reached into her cloak and pulled out a rough-looking piece of paper, and handed it to him. On it was a drawing of a large, bulky shadowy figure, with what looked like a human skull for a head.
He slowly places it down, "I'll um, I'll, speak with Atemos about your help okay?"
She smiles, grabbing the paper and shoving it back into her cloak. "Yay! I get to help!"
"I'll get back to you later Nerima okay?" He gets up to give back the empty mug.
She giggles, turning invisible and disappearing to who knows where.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
"Yup, there it is." He sighs a little, "sold my soul to a devil because he said he would kill me if I didn't."
*You could say he 'souled' himself! XD HAHAHAHA... I hate myself for that.*
She giggled. "Silly, you no get hurt or die here!"
*hehehe, I love me some good puns.*
He gives a flat expression, not taking her treating it so lightly too well, "Yeah, well guess what, immediately after I fell I didn't know that, and that's exactly why he could take advantage of me."
She looked blankly at him. "You not strong enough to fight him?"
"In that situation, I'm a newly fallen, confused out of my mind & trying to deal with everything that's rushing through my head, while I'm hurt as I just fell, And he's a perfectly in tact devil that teleported in front of me blocking my way to safety. Who do you think would have won?"
"I no know, I not there."
"Even now I'm sure I'd stand no chance."
She scooted forward. "Want help?"
"I've already got help, trust me I don't want to drag you into this."
"I powerful! I convince them to give soul back!"
"He's not going to be 'convinced' to do anything we want, trust me."
"If he no give soul back..." She blinks, and her eyes become like inky black voids, and the shadows around her seem to grow darker. "... I take from him."
"Nerima, I don't need anyone else potentially getting hurt for me okay? Just sit this one out."
She blinked, her eyes going back to normal, and frowned. "Why? I no get hurt."
"Nerima, its fine, I already have help okay?"
She bonked him on the head with her staff. "Meanie." Then she stood up and hopped off the table.
"Meanie? I'm not trying to get people killed!"
"Nobody die, not me, Z'rika protect me."
"Who even is Z'rika?"
She reached into her cloak and pulled out a rough-looking piece of paper, and handed it to him. On it was a drawing of a large, bulky shadowy figure, with what looked like a human skull for a head.
He slowly places it down, "I'll um, I'll, speak with Atemos about your help okay?"
She smiles, grabbing the paper and shoving it back into her cloak. "Yay! I get to help!"
"I'll get back to you later Nerima okay?" He gets up to give back the empty mug.
She giggles, turning invisible and disappearing to who knows where.
"Man that girl is something." He says before walking off.
"No. Yes. Maybe? I don't know." He heaves a breath, "All my life I've been taught to control my emotions, to keep them in check. But this feeling is really nice," he smiles at her. "I'd like to see where this goes. What about you?"
She smiles and reaches over, lifting him so he on her chest. she hugs him a bit "That would be nice"
He smiles tentatively, "Mmm, this is nice."
She smiles and pets his head "Im glad you like it"
He crawls up her, looping one arm beneath her armpit and holding the back of her head, and his other hand around her waist and against her back. A look of hesitation is visible on his face as he pulls her head towards his and kisses her deeply.
She kisses back and chuckles "See, now thats more like it"
He backs up a bit and nods, before kissing her more passionately, pulling her head and body against his.
She chuckles a bit "awfully forward hm"
He backs off, seemingly just now realizing what he's done. "See, this is what I'm talking about. When I'm with you I lose control of myself. I...don't know who, where, or what I am. It ... scares me." He draws back, sitting cross-legged, staring at the grass.
Before he can sit down, she leans forward, grabbing him by the collar and pulling him back. "Don't go now" she purrs "That would be cruel of you"
He lets it happen, being pulled back towards her, "This power you have over me is quite... unsettling,"
"Do you not like it?" she askes, tilting her head to the side
"Oh yes," he says, "I do, very much so, that's what scares me about it."
She smiles "Then go do some meditation church boy, but ill be right here if you want me"
He thinks for a minute, then says, "Nah, you know I want you too much." He resumes his position, suddenly pulling her body towards his and locking lips with her for a full minute
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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.
Krathian is talking to some shady looking guy in dark glasses and a hood
Fin is sharpening an axe in the corner
Malte is taking a walk in the forest
Allison is in her garden. She is playing her lute softly while playing in tune with birds that sang their song as well. She was dressed in a white blouse, a long grey skirt, and thin sandals.
Mali watches from a distance
*Im gonna roll perception* 14
Shes not hard to spot at all.
Allison smiles and waves "Hello!"
Sge smiles back, slightly nervous "Hi!"
"who are you my friend?" she asks
"Acvomalia of Sogel. Though I usually just go by Mali. Who are you?"
"I just Allison" she said
"Nice to meet you, Allison. You play well..."
"Thank you" allison says and bows her head a bit "I play all the time, but never in front of crowds"
"Why not? You could certainly get status from it" she responds to the head bow with a curtsy
"I rather not have status" she said with a smile "Fame only brings great downfall and sorrow"
"... Sometimes... But it can also be pretty nice, often"
"I rather not have status" she said and smiled warmly
"... Alright... I suppose thats a good decision in a few ways... But one not many would choose. I guess itd be nice to have a choice like that"
"I suppose" she said and smiled again. Her fingers danced over the strings of the lute, playing a soft melody.
"Where did you learn to play from? What funded your education for it?"
"My mother taught me" she said "She told me a woman can do whatever a man can and in heels, she taught me medicine, magic, basic smiting, everything she could think of"
"Smiting? So you have paladin magic? Your mother sounds like a very diversely skilled person"
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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)
Shardia us uncomfortable while her snake hair is being pet
Barantal is burning a dead rabbit
Nerima giggles as she pets them.
"You... Know that youre basically petting me right now,.right?"
"Snakes make funny noises!" She giggled.
"The hissing?
She nods, still petting.
"... It can get very repetitive. And quite annoying at times"
She smiles. "I no mind!"
"... Youd mind if it was constant. It makes it hard to think often"
"It already hard think for me, it make no changes."
"What makes it hard to think for you?"
"Mind broke once."
"Your mind has been broken.before? In what way, exactly? Ive had similar happen"
"I do spell Z'rika say not do, and mind break."
"Z'rika?"
She reached into her cloak and pulled out a rough-looking piece of paper, and handed it to her. On it was a drawing of a large, bulky shadowy figure, with what looked like a human skull for a head.
".. A fiend if some sort? Or Void?"
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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)
Krathian is talking to some shady looking guy in dark glasses and a hood
Fin is sharpening an axe in the corner
Malte is taking a walk in the forest
*yo.*
A figure is standing past a few trees, hard to make details out but it some figure with a cloak & some staff like item, watching Malte.
"Hello there." he says calmly
"Hello." They say, unmoving.
He walks toward them through the forest. "Who are you?"
They are a 5'11" person wearing a black sleeved cloak, the edges tattered, & it covering their entire body, except for the face, that is covered by the plague doctor's mask that looks like it's made of bone, so that it looks more like a skull than a plague doctor mask. The staff like item they held is a scythe, curved for better use. "A Reaper."
"Well Reaper, have you come for me?'
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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.
Shardia us uncomfortable while her snake hair is being pet
Barantal is burning a dead rabbit
Nerima giggles as she pets them.
"You... Know that youre basically petting me right now,.right?"
"Snakes make funny noises!" She giggled.
"The hissing?
She nods, still petting.
"... It can get very repetitive. And quite annoying at times"
She smiles. "I no mind!"
"... Youd mind if it was constant. It makes it hard to think often"
"It already hard think for me, it make no changes."
"What makes it hard to think for you?"
"Mind broke once."
"Your mind has been broken.before? In what way, exactly? Ive had similar happen"
"I do spell Z'rika say not do, and mind break."
"Z'rika?"
She reached into her cloak and pulled out a rough-looking piece of paper, and handed it to her. On it was a drawing of a large, bulky shadowy figure, with what looked like a human skull for a head.
".. A fiend if some sort? Or Void?"
"He like father."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Krathian is talking to some shady looking guy in dark glasses and a hood
Fin is sharpening an axe in the corner
Malte is taking a walk in the forest
Oscar is hanging out inside with some sort of crystalline contraption made of twenty crystal disks with star constellations on them. She occasionally spins them around, taking notes in a small book.
Allison is in her garden. She is playing her lute softly while playing in tune with birds that sang their song as well. She was dressed in a white blouse, a long grey skirt, and thin sandals.
Yuri was napping in the grass outside of the tavern, on the hill's peak. She naps amongst the dewy grass.
Krathian sits and listens to the music
"How are you my love?" she asked
"I'm alright, how about you?"
"Im wondering who the shady man is" she said, her fingers dancing across the strings of her lute "Makes a girl wonder"
"He's just a friend of mine, I need him to cover some things for me while I'm gone. In fact, you might recognize him." he conjures his banjo, picking at it in concert with her lute playing.
She raises an eyebrow "That rather shady looking one?"
"Indeed, though he is more machine than man." "David, if you'll take off the hood and goggles."
David, (the nimblewright that Krathian had offered Allison and Venna on their departure, but they declined out of modesty.) He waves slightly out of modesty.
*Ahhhhhhhhh (Lawrence had a moment of understanding)*
"But why cover him like that?" she asked
"People tend to mistake him for a waiter, he finds that very irksome."
*Krathian: He's harmless, see?
David: nothing (Thinking: bloooood for the blooooood goooooooood)*
*Lawrence is the god of RP misery but he will take your offer of blood*
"ah" she said and nodded her head a bit. "How are you my friend of a friend"
*Krathian getting demoted to friend in a sentence*
He smiles at this "Friend of a friend eh?" he puts an arm around her waist, "I thought we were more than that."
*OOF*
"Mnnnnnn, keep talking to people who are shady, not you david, your are ok, and you will be." she says and kisses his cheek
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"No. Yes. Maybe? I don't know." He heaves a breath, "All my life I've been taught to control my emotions, to keep them in check. But this feeling is really nice," he smiles at her. "I'd like to see where this goes. What about you?"
She smiles and reaches over, lifting him so he on her chest. she hugs him a bit "That would be nice"
He smiles tentatively, "Mmm, this is nice."
She smiles and pets his head "Im glad you like it"
He crawls up her, looping one arm beneath her armpit and holding the back of her head, and his other hand around her waist and against her back. A look of hesitation is visible on his face as he pulls her head towards his and kisses her deeply.
She kisses back and chuckles "See, now thats more like it"
He backs up a bit and nods, before kissing her more passionately, pulling her head and body against his.
She chuckles a bit "awfully forward hm"
He backs off, seemingly just now realizing what he's done. "See, this is what I'm talking about. When I'm with you I lose control of myself. I...don't know who, where, or what I am. It ... scares me." He draws back, sitting cross-legged, staring at the grass.
Before he can sit down, she leans forward, grabbing him by the collar and pulling him back. "Don't go now" she purrs "That would be cruel of you"
He lets it happen, being pulled back towards her, "This power you have over me is quite... unsettling,"
"Do you not like it?" she askes, tilting her head to the side
"Oh yes," he says, "I do, very much so, that's what scares me about it."
She smiles "Then go do some meditation church boy, but ill be right here if you want me"
He thinks for a minute, then says, "Nah, you know I want you too much." He resumes his position, suddenly pulling her body towards his and locking lips with her for a full minute
*This may want to turn black, i do not want to risk the wrath of chris*
She smiles and grabs him by his waist and flips him over, pinning him underneath of her "Go cool off cutie"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Shardia us uncomfortable while her snake hair is being pet
Barantal is burning a dead rabbit
Nerima giggles as she pets them.
"You... Know that youre basically petting me right now,.right?"
"Snakes make funny noises!" She giggled.
"The hissing?
She nods, still petting.
"... It can get very repetitive. And quite annoying at times"
She smiles. "I no mind!"
"... Youd mind if it was constant. It makes it hard to think often"
"It already hard think for me, it make no changes."
"What makes it hard to think for you?"
"Mind broke once."
"Your mind has been broken.before? In what way, exactly? Ive had similar happen"
"I do spell Z'rika say not do, and mind break."
"Z'rika?"
She reached into her cloak and pulled out a rough-looking piece of paper, and handed it to her. On it was a drawing of a large, bulky shadowy figure, with what looked like a human skull for a head.
".. A fiend if some sort? Or Void?"
"He like father."
"... Interesting..." She seems to.think
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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)
Krathian is talking to some shady looking guy in dark glasses and a hood
Fin is sharpening an axe in the corner
Malte is taking a walk in the forest
Oscar is hanging out inside with some sort of crystalline contraption made of twenty crystal disks with star constellations on them. She occasionally spins them around, taking notes in a small book.
Allison is in her garden. She is playing her lute softly while playing in tune with birds that sang their song as well. She was dressed in a white blouse, a long grey skirt, and thin sandals.
Yuri was napping in the grass outside of the tavern, on the hill's peak. She naps amongst the dewy grass.
Krathian sits and listens to the music
"How are you my love?" she asked
"I'm alright, how about you?"
"Im wondering who the shady man is" she said, her fingers dancing across the strings of her lute "Makes a girl wonder"
"He's just a friend of mine, I need him to cover some things for me while I'm gone. In fact, you might recognize him." he conjures his banjo, picking at it in concert with her lute playing.
She raises an eyebrow "That rather shady looking one?"
"Indeed, though he is more machine than man." "David, if you'll take off the hood and goggles."
David, (the nimblewright that Krathian had offered Allison and Venna on their departure, but they declined out of modesty.) He waves slightly out of modesty.
*Ahhhhhhhhh (Lawrence had a moment of understanding)*
"But why cover him like that?" she asked
"People tend to mistake him for a waiter, he finds that very irksome."
*Krathian: He's harmless, see?
David: nothing (Thinking: bloooood for the blooooood goooooooood)*
*Lawrence is the god of RP misery but he will take your offer of blood*
"ah" she said and nodded her head a bit. "How are you my friend of a friend"
*Krathian getting demoted to friend in a sentence*
He smiles at this "Friend of a friend eh?" he puts an arm around her waist, "I thought we were more than that."
*OOF*
"Mnnnnnn, keep talking to people who are shady, not you david, your are ok, and you will be." she says and kisses his cheek
"Aw come on Allison, you know most people I speak to in my line of work are generally considered shady."
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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.
Krathian is talking to some shady looking guy in dark glasses and a hood
Fin is sharpening an axe in the corner
Malte is taking a walk in the forest
*yo.*
A figure is standing past a few trees, hard to make details out but it some figure with a cloak & some staff like item, watching Malte.
"Hello there." he says calmly
"Hello." They say, unmoving.
He walks toward them through the forest. "Who are you?"
They are a 5'11" person wearing a black sleeved cloak, the edges tattered, & it covering their entire body, except for the face, that is covered by the plague doctor's mask that looks like it's made of bone, so that it looks more like a skull than a plague doctor mask. The staff like item they held is a scythe, curved for better use. "A Reaper."
Krathian is talking to some shady looking guy in dark glasses and a hood
Fin is sharpening an axe in the corner
Malte is taking a walk in the forest
Allison is in her garden. She is playing her lute softly while playing in tune with birds that sang their song as well. She was dressed in a white blouse, a long grey skirt, and thin sandals.
Mali watches from a distance
*Im gonna roll perception* 14
Shes not hard to spot at all.
Allison smiles and waves "Hello!"
Sge smiles back, slightly nervous "Hi!"
"who are you my friend?" she asks
"Acvomalia of Sogel. Though I usually just go by Mali. Who are you?"
"I just Allison" she said
"Nice to meet you, Allison. You play well..."
"Thank you" allison says and bows her head a bit "I play all the time, but never in front of crowds"
"Why not? You could certainly get status from it" she responds to the head bow with a curtsy
"I rather not have status" she said with a smile "Fame only brings great downfall and sorrow"
"... Sometimes... But it can also be pretty nice, often"
"I rather not have status" she said and smiled warmly
"... Alright... I suppose thats a good decision in a few ways... But one not many would choose. I guess itd be nice to have a choice like that"
"I suppose" she said and smiled again. Her fingers danced over the strings of the lute, playing a soft melody.
"Where did you learn to play from? What funded your education for it?"
"My mother taught me" she said "She told me a woman can do whatever a man can and in heels, she taught me medicine, magic, basic smithing, everything she could think of"
"Smiting? So you have paladin magic? Your mother sounds like a very diversely skilled person"
*Smithing, My auto correct was like SMITING, you want to kill someone?!*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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She smiles, grabbing the paper and shoving it back into her cloak. "Yay! I get to help!"
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 smiles "Then go do some meditation church boy, but ill be right here if you want me"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She walks back with Alexander, who's begrudgingly there, "That nest." She says pointing to the nest the birds in.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"My mother taught me" she said "She told me a woman can do whatever a man can and in heels, she taught me medicine, magic, basic smiting, everything she could think of"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She reached into her cloak and pulled out a rough-looking piece of paper, and handed it to her. On it was a drawing of a large, bulky shadowy figure, with what looked like a human skull for a head.
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'll get back to you later Nerima okay?" He gets up to give back the empty mug.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
He smiles at this "Friend of a friend eh?" he puts an arm around her waist, "I thought we were more than that."
*OOF*
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 giggles, turning invisible and disappearing to who knows where.
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.
"Man that girl is something." He says before walking off.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
He thinks for a minute, then says, "Nah, you know I want you too much." He resumes his position, suddenly pulling her body towards his and locking lips with her for a full minute
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"
"Smiting? So you have paladin magic? Your mother sounds like a very diversely skilled person"
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)
".. A fiend if some sort? Or Void?"
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)
"Well Reaper, have you come for me?'
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"
"He like father."
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.
"Mnnnnnn, keep talking to people who are shady, not you david, your are ok, and you will be." she says and kisses his cheek
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*This may want to turn black, i do not want to risk the wrath of chris*
She smiles and grabs him by his waist and flips him over, pinning him underneath of her "Go cool off cutie"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"... Interesting..." She seems to.think
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)
"Aw come on Allison, you know most people I speak to in my line of work are generally considered shady."
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 have come for any who die."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*Smithing, My auto correct was like SMITING, you want to kill someone?!*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]