*Go ahead. She hasn't actually really met Nia yet, had she?*
*Nope* E is downstairs, reading
Soldaer walks downstairs, several bags slung over his shoulders, and he just slide a wooden carving of a tree into his pocket. He spots E and smiles. "Hey E. Lots happened here lately." He says as he takes a seat across from her. A gold ring is on one of his fingers, and his eyes have changed colors somehow. They're now emerald green with specks of gold, reminding her of sunlight streaming through a forest canopy.
"Hello, Soldaer. What happened to your eyes?"
He chuckles. "I'm not entirely sure, but you're only the second person to have noticed them." He smiles, shifting slightly, revealing what is obviously an engagement ring on his hand.
"... Either the world portal delayed my time arriving back by much longer than yours... Or there have been 2 of you during the journey. When did you get engaged?"
Soldaer chuckles. "With the way the multiverse works, either one is possible." He smiles. "As for the engagement, last week. I think I told you at the wedding that Nia, my crush from my home, showed up, didn't I?"
*Go ahead. She hasn't actually really met Nia yet, had she?*
*Nope* E is downstairs, reading
Soldaer walks downstairs, several bags slung over his shoulders, and he just slide a wooden carving of a tree into his pocket. He spots E and smiles. "Hey E. Lots happened here lately." He says as he takes a seat across from her. A gold ring is on one of his fingers, and his eyes have changed colors somehow. They're now emerald green with specks of gold, reminding her of sunlight streaming through a forest canopy.
"Hello, Soldaer. What happened to your eyes?"
He chuckles. "I'm not entirely sure, but you're only the second person to have noticed them." He smiles, shifting slightly, revealing what is obviously an engagement ring on his hand.
"... Either the world portal delayed my time arriving back by much longer than yours... Or there have been 2 of you during the journey. When did you get engaged?"
Soldaer chuckles. "With the way the multiverse works, either one is possible." He smiles. "As for the engagement, last week. I think I told you at the wedding that Nia, my crush from my home, showed up, didn't I?"
"Well... That was certainly very fast..."
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*Go ahead. She hasn't actually really met Nia yet, had she?*
*Nope* E is downstairs, reading
Soldaer walks downstairs, several bags slung over his shoulders, and he just slide a wooden carving of a tree into his pocket. He spots E and smiles. "Hey E. Lots happened here lately." He says as he takes a seat across from her. A gold ring is on one of his fingers, and his eyes have changed colors somehow. They're now emerald green with specks of gold, reminding her of sunlight streaming through a forest canopy.
"Hello, Soldaer. What happened to your eyes?"
He chuckles. "I'm not entirely sure, but you're only the second person to have noticed them." He smiles, shifting slightly, revealing what is obviously an engagement ring on his hand.
"... Either the world portal delayed my time arriving back by much longer than yours... Or there have been 2 of you during the journey. When did you get engaged?"
Soldaer chuckles. "With the way the multiverse works, either one is possible." He smiles. "As for the engagement, last week. I think I told you at the wedding that Nia, my crush from my home, showed up, didn't I?"
"Well... That was certainly very fast..."
Soldaer chuckles. "Not surprising, though. Turns out, she came looking for me because she felt the same way." He leans back. "I was just here packing up the stuff from our room here so we can truly nice into the house I grew for me and Nia."
*Go ahead. She hasn't actually really met Nia yet, had she?*
*Nope* E is downstairs, reading
Soldaer walks downstairs, several bags slung over his shoulders, and he just slide a wooden carving of a tree into his pocket. He spots E and smiles. "Hey E. Lots happened here lately." He says as he takes a seat across from her. A gold ring is on one of his fingers, and his eyes have changed colors somehow. They're now emerald green with specks of gold, reminding her of sunlight streaming through a forest canopy.
"Hello, Soldaer. What happened to your eyes?"
He chuckles. "I'm not entirely sure, but you're only the second person to have noticed them." He smiles, shifting slightly, revealing what is obviously an engagement ring on his hand.
"... Either the world portal delayed my time arriving back by much longer than yours... Or there have been 2 of you during the journey. When did you get engaged?"
Soldaer chuckles. "With the way the multiverse works, either one is possible." He smiles. "As for the engagement, last week. I think I told you at the wedding that Nia, my crush from my home, showed up, didn't I?"
"Well... That was certainly very fast..."
Soldaer chuckles. "Not surprising, though. Turns out, she came looking for me because she felt the same way." He leans back. "I was just here packing up the stuff from our room here so we can truly nice into the house I grew for me and Nia."
"You made a house, as well? Of what kind?"
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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)
A man, standing about 6'3, walks in. He has fair skin that is tanned slightly around his shoulders and back of his neck, but otherwise he is a bit pale. He has pale, mint green, hair that is cut short. He has bright silver eyes that reflect like little pools of molten silver. He is muscular and seems like he could even the heaviest of weights. He wears a black tank-top that is tight around his upper form, a green army jacket with darker camo-like patches and decorated with silver buttons, long black trousers that are coated with thick layers of dust and other substances that make it seem like they are part of the trousers make-up, and thick black boots that are equally coated in dust and dirt. He wears a white eyepatch over his left eye that seems to be stained with deep crimson blood but doesn't seem to bother him.
He sits at a booth, groaning as he does.
Fable sketches the man with a pencil.
The man notices he is being watched and waves
The skeleton waves back and taps the pencil his paper.
The man gets up and walks over, studying the sketch
It's pretty accurate, but the hair is a little wrong.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
*Go ahead. She hasn't actually really met Nia yet, had she?*
*Nope* E is downstairs, reading
Soldaer walks downstairs, several bags slung over his shoulders, and he just slide a wooden carving of a tree into his pocket. He spots E and smiles. "Hey E. Lots happened here lately." He says as he takes a seat across from her. A gold ring is on one of his fingers, and his eyes have changed colors somehow. They're now emerald green with specks of gold, reminding her of sunlight streaming through a forest canopy.
"Hello, Soldaer. What happened to your eyes?"
He chuckles. "I'm not entirely sure, but you're only the second person to have noticed them." He smiles, shifting slightly, revealing what is obviously an engagement ring on his hand.
"... Either the world portal delayed my time arriving back by much longer than yours... Or there have been 2 of you during the journey. When did you get engaged?"
Soldaer chuckles. "With the way the multiverse works, either one is possible." He smiles. "As for the engagement, last week. I think I told you at the wedding that Nia, my crush from my home, showed up, didn't I?"
"Well... That was certainly very fast..."
Soldaer chuckles. "Not surprising, though. Turns out, she came looking for me because she felt the same way." He leans back. "I was just here packing up the stuff from our room here so we can truly nice into the house I grew for me and Nia."
"You made a house, as well? Of what kind?"
Soldaer grins. "A living one. You'll have to come by sometime, E. It's quite impressive, and kind of hard to miss." He chuckles. "About a mile and a half to the north. You should actually be able to see it from outside the Tavern."
A girl walks in. She has long dark hair and olive skin, and carries a massive hiking backpack. Groaning, she slings it off her back and sits down at the nearest table, reaching in and pulling out a book. Ignoring everyone else, she flips open the book and begins reading.
Max looks up, raising an eyebrow.
The girl looks up, hair falling into her face. Brushing it aside, she smiles and waves.
He smiles kindly and walks over "Hi there" he said.
"Hi! My name's Hazel. You're Max, I take it?"
He nods his head slowly "Nice to meet you Hazel" he said, brushing off the fact she knew his name.
She nods as well. "Nice to meet you too." She turns back to her book. Faintly, Max can see it has the image of a mind flayer on front, along with some figures he can't make out.
He narrows his eyes, seeing the image clearly. He clearly looks a bit distraught as he grips the table.
She looks up. "Um... are you OK?"
"Ill be fine.." he said and pulled something out of his pocket. They looked like a few pills as he swallowed them. "Sorry... i deal with issues"
"Uh... what kind of issues? Actually, that's your business. If need be, I'll look at the Tavernpedia." She taps a strange, thin gray slab (computer) sticking out of her backpack.
*LAWRENCE IS VISIBKY CONFUSED*
*Hee hee. I brought in a DM.* She watches Max for a bit, then shrugs and goes back to the book. She shifts in her seat a bit, and the words Acquisitions Incorporated become visible on the cover.
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Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
A man, standing about 6'3, walks in. He has fair skin that is tanned slightly around his shoulders and back of his neck, but otherwise he is a bit pale. He has pale, mint green, hair that is cut short. He has bright silver eyes that reflect like little pools of molten silver. He is muscular and seems like he could even the heaviest of weights. He wears a black tank-top that is tight around his upper form, a green army jacket with darker camo-like patches and decorated with silver buttons, long black trousers that are coated with thick layers of dust and other substances that make it seem like they are part of the trousers make-up, and thick black boots that are equally coated in dust and dirt. He wears a white eyepatch over his left eye that seems to be stained with deep crimson blood but doesn't seem to bother him.
He sits at a booth, groaning as he does.
Fable sketches the man with a pencil.
The man notices he is being watched and waves
The skeleton waves back and taps the pencil his paper.
The man gets up and walks over, studying the sketch
It's pretty accurate, but the hair is a little wrong.
*The guy in my PFP is him*
"You do a good job" he says
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"What's your name?" She leaned down on the table, propping herself up with her elbows.
"Im Maxwell, but you can call me Max" he said with a smile
"Nice to meet you, Maxwell. What brings you here?"
"Nothing much, just need a place to sleep"
"Really? Is that all?"
He nodded, he didn't seem like he was lying at all.
"You're a bit simple, then. That's alright." She smiled and sat down across from him.
"Whats wrong with being simple?" he asked
"Oh, nothing, I actually quite like simple." She mischievously looked at him. "It makes you easier to fluster, handsome~"
*MWAHAHAHA*
"?" He tilts his head to side, confused. His silver eyes looking equally as confused
She instantly looks bored. "Oh man, you're dense."
"Maybe...." he said, not denying it.
"Welp.." She stood up, walked over, and poked his forehead. "... see you around, Maxy, I'm gonna find some entertainment." She turned and walked off, muttering to herself. "I wonder if my friends are still here..."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A girl walks in. She has long dark hair and olive skin, and carries a massive hiking backpack. Groaning, she slings it off her back and sits down at the nearest table, reaching in and pulling out a book. Ignoring everyone else, she flips open the book and begins reading.
Max looks up, raising an eyebrow.
The girl looks up, hair falling into her face. Brushing it aside, she smiles and waves.
He smiles kindly and walks over "Hi there" he said.
"Hi! My name's Hazel. You're Max, I take it?"
He nods his head slowly "Nice to meet you Hazel" he said, brushing off the fact she knew his name.
She nods as well. "Nice to meet you too." She turns back to her book. Faintly, Max can see it has the image of a mind flayer on front, along with some figures he can't make out.
He narrows his eyes, seeing the image clearly. He clearly looks a bit distraught as he grips the table.
She looks up. "Um... are you OK?"
"Ill be fine.." he said and pulled something out of his pocket. They looked like a few pills as he swallowed them. "Sorry... i deal with issues"
"Uh... what kind of issues? Actually, that's your business. If need be, I'll look at the Tavernpedia." She taps a strange, thin gray slab (computer) sticking out of her backpack.
*LAWRENCE IS VISIBKY CONFUSED*
*Hee hee. I brought in a DM.* She watches Max for a bit, then shrugs and goes back to the book. She shifts in her seat a bit, and the words Acquisitions Incorporated become visible on the cover.
Max watches a bit, now utterly confused
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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Soldaer chuckles. "With the way the multiverse works, either one is possible." He smiles. "As for the engagement, last week. I think I told you at the wedding that Nia, my crush from my home, showed up, didn't I?"
"Well... That was certainly very fast..."
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)
"What?" she said, tilting her head to the side "Not what you expected?"
"-Frightened lore noises-"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Oh, nothing, I actually quite like simple." She mischievously looked at him. "It makes you easier to fluster, handsome~"
*MWAHAHAHA*
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.
"Ha, so I'm right!" She victoriously chugged the rest of her bottle, pulling out another.
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 expected you to have some sort of plan in this, but i guess not."
"It is ok, i will not harm you."
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
Soldaer chuckles. "Not surprising, though. Turns out, she came looking for me because she felt the same way." He leans back. "I was just here packing up the stuff from our room here so we can truly nice into the house I grew for me and Nia."
"?" He tilts his head to side, confused. His silver eyes looking equally as confused
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She instantly looks bored. "Oh man, you're dense."
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.
"Do you wish to die of intoxication?"
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"You made a house, as well? Of what kind?"
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)
"Oh i have plans but not ones your allowed to know" she said with a grin.
"Good...." she said
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I can drink about 70 bottles before I even get slightly tipsy, I'll be fine."
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.
It's pretty accurate, but the hair is a little wrong.
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
"Maybe...." he said, not denying it.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Soldaer grins. "A living one. You'll have to come by sometime, E. It's quite impressive, and kind of hard to miss." He chuckles. "About a mile and a half to the north. You should actually be able to see it from outside the Tavern."
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.
*The guy in my PFP is him*
"You do a good job" he says
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Welp.." She stood up, walked over, and poked his forehead. "... see you around, Maxy, I'm gonna find some entertainment." She turned and walked off, muttering to herself. "I wonder if my friends are still 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.
Max watches a bit, now utterly confused
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]