*Hello everyone and good morrow :] , My back hurts*
Yuri is inside the tavern, in the library, sitting on top of the highest shelf, reading. She is dressed in a white, tunic-like, dress with a silver clasp in the design of a flower. Her auburn hair is braided behind her with vines of silver.
Sinclair is outside. She wears a black crop-top with long sleeves, long black pants, and red sneakers. She is talking to a tiny quasit who wasn't giving her much of an answer to her questions, but rather putting it in riddles.
Lore was outside. She was jogging, for the first time without her dogs. She sat down on a rock to take a breather and to cool off for a few seconds before continuing.
Mali is sitting outside, trying to take deep breaths.
Shardia is opening a small cloth bag with holes inside
E is around
The Reaper is in their room, sleeping, the door forgotten to be shut properly.
Arrow is practicing aerial archery outside on the targets.
Hazel sits outside the room and pulls out a new sheet of paper, occasionally glancing up at the Reaper as she writes stuff down.
She's not wearing her cloak & mask, so her face isn't hidden, showing the fact that she's a high elf with long brown hair, resting peacefully in her trance.
*Ah, sorry.*
Hazel continues to write and draw, and anyone nearby can see she's making a statblock...
*nah its fine*
She shifts in her bed, but not awake yet.
On a separate piece of paper, Hazel begins writing a draft of a Scythe.
Hers is propped up against the night stand on the other side of her bed, the top can be seen but Hazel would need to go inside the room to get a full look.
Hazel pulls out a little scrap of paper and crumples it, throwing it to the ground inside the room, where it transforms into a mouse. It scuttles up to get a closer look, allowing Hazel to see through its eyes.
She shifts at the sound of paper crumpling, but still just barely in the trance. The Scythe itself looks like it's made of some black twisted wood, with the base tilting back at the top to have the blade angled up some, while the bottom half of it curves back for better hold & use. The blade itself looks to be made of some kind of unnaturally dull silver, with a metal band holding it to the base & holding a smaller blade that looks like a continuation of the bigger one. If there's any way to feel anything about it, it has a surrounding aura of death & necrotic magic. *love how I have this much description for a singular Scythe*
The mouse disappears with a faint pop as Hazel notes this all down on another piece of paper.
The pop is all it takes for her to wake up, "Alright what's going on?" She still seems tired. *also need her character sheet? here*
"Oh uhuh," She snatches up her mask & scythe, teleporting in front of her, blade to Hazel's chest, "What were you doing?" The mask covers her face, & a murky black shadow is inside the eye holes making sure the face is concealed.
"Nothing! I was just trying to make a stat block based off the idea of a Reaper. And a magic item based on your Scythe." She cautiously reaches a hand behind her back.
*added the link to an edit but you didn't Quote it after so here again*
She grabs her wrist of the hand behind back, "I can see your movements & what in the fugue plane are you on about?" She says, still holding her scythe to Hazel.
*I got the link, thanks!*
"Here, look." She awkwardly flicks the paper she had behind her back onto the ground, and the edges begin to curl up, almost like the legs of a spider...
"What? But what did you mean by 'stat block of a Reaper' & magic item based on my scythe, I just woke up so sorry if it makes sense & I'm just tired." She stares at the paper but still keeps watch of Hazel, letting letting go of her hand & holding the scythe with both again, it noticibly looser against Hazel. *np!*
The paper suddenly crackles and turns into a big, fat spider which crawls closer, poison dripping from its fangs... only to disappear when Hazel's arm is freed. "Sorry. Essentially, I'm writing down what I think your statistics would be, and then I can destroy the paper in some way in the future, calling the Possibility that I created back when I made the stat block to my side."
She stands there, just in silence for moment, "I am too tired for this, let me grab my cloak & wake up then we can talk okay?" She pulls back the scythe & goes to her room to grab & put on her cloak.
"Alright..." Hazel, while unobserved, takes the papers she was working on and slides them into a book, which she then puts away. She also grabs a few other papers, just in case.
She walks back out, in her regular look as she now has her cloak on, with the scythe on her back like it's sheathed or hooked up onto a strap, even though there isn't any, "Alright, to the roof so I can get fresh air to wake up okay?"
"Sure." Hazel is kinda nervous, since she's sort of talking to Death's helper?
*hehehe, she'll learn things.*
She walks outside & just makes leaps on whatever her feet can land on for a second to get to the roof, once she lands at the top she looks down to see if Hazel has a way of getting up.
Hazel hesitates for a moment, but then lays out one of her papers. A second later, gravity reverses for her and she falls up to the rooftop.
She grabs her hand to make sure she doesn't keep floating to the sky infinitely, "So when does the effect end?"
"Any moment now-" it ends and dumps her onto the roof. The paper on the ground is gone.
She takes a deep breath as rain starts, no reaction about it from her, "So, could you explain what you're talking about with 'stat block' of me?" She turns her head to Hazel.
Hazel hurriedly looks around for somewhere to put her papers, and eventually just tucks them into her coat. "Honestly, it doesn't really effect you... It's a Possibility of what you might have been, given physical form. Like me."
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Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
*Hello everyone and good morrow :] , My back hurts*
Yuri is inside the tavern, in the library, sitting on top of the highest shelf, reading. She is dressed in a white, tunic-like, dress with a silver clasp in the design of a flower. Her auburn hair is braided behind her with vines of silver.
Sinclair is outside. She wears a black crop-top with long sleeves, long black pants, and red sneakers. She is talking to a tiny quasit who wasn't giving her much of an answer to her questions, but rather putting it in riddles.
Lore was outside. She was jogging, for the first time without her dogs. She sat down on a rock to take a breather and to cool off for a few seconds before continuing.
*Me_irl*
*Laughs in hunter research*
*XD*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Yuri was napping on the roof of the tavern in her rabbit form. She was laying in sun, happily soaking in the warm rays.
Sinclair was wandering through the forest.
Lore was with V and Elendon.
Malte also decides to take a walk through the forest. Sinclair can hear the sound of softly jingling bells a short distance away.
She forms what looks like a silver-topped, obsidian cane in her hand. A singled grey orb jewel sits perched on top with a bird skeleton held within it. She looks around, listening to the bells.
They seem rhythmic, like the pace of a tall, heavy person walking.
Sinclair narrows her eyes, waiting for the person to approach. She notices the rain starting and flicks a finger upwards, the tree branches seem to move on their own, as if to cover her from the rain.
Malte walks out of the trees, within sightline of Sinclair, he doesn't see her yet.
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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.
*Chris is tired, and Chris has decided weather.* A gentle falling rain has begun outside
Mali is lying in the grass, eyes closed
Shardia is reading a book titled 'Vircarias Canintalu' with a small blue furred puppy lying next to.her
Enethia is outside, looking at Mali in a strange way
Lumen and Noctus are playing chase, and one of them accidentally rolls over Mali. No damage, but the wind is DEFINITELY driven out of her.
"AGH?!... Ow....." She begins looking around as her eyes open quickly
"Sorry!" Lumen looms.
"Its... Its fine. Just try to be a bit more careful,.ok?" She smiles slightly
"OK! Sorry again... Don't tell daddy please!"
"Daddy?"
"Phantomizakell! The greatest dragon around!"
'I dont believe Ive met them yet. Who are you?"
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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)
Mali is sitting outside, trying to take deep breaths.
Shardia is opening a small cloth bag with holes inside
E is around
The Reaper is in their room, sleeping, the door forgotten to be shut properly.
Arrow is practicing aerial archery outside on the targets.
Hazel sits outside the room and pulls out a new sheet of paper, occasionally glancing up at the Reaper as she writes stuff down.
She's not wearing her cloak & mask, so her face isn't hidden, showing the fact that she's a high elf with long brown hair, resting peacefully in her trance.
*Ah, sorry.*
Hazel continues to write and draw, and anyone nearby can see she's making a statblock...
*nah its fine*
She shifts in her bed, but not awake yet.
On a separate piece of paper, Hazel begins writing a draft of a Scythe.
Hers is propped up against the night stand on the other side of her bed, the top can be seen but Hazel would need to go inside the room to get a full look.
Hazel pulls out a little scrap of paper and crumples it, throwing it to the ground inside the room, where it transforms into a mouse. It scuttles up to get a closer look, allowing Hazel to see through its eyes.
She shifts at the sound of paper crumpling, but still just barely in the trance. The Scythe itself looks like it's made of some black twisted wood, with the base tilting back at the top to have the blade angled up some, while the bottom half of it curves back for better hold & use. The blade itself looks to be made of some kind of unnaturally dull silver, with a metal band holding it to the base & holding a smaller blade that looks like a continuation of the bigger one. If there's any way to feel anything about it, it has a surrounding aura of death & necrotic magic. *love how I have this much description for a singular Scythe*
The mouse disappears with a faint pop as Hazel notes this all down on another piece of paper.
The pop is all it takes for her to wake up, "Alright what's going on?" She still seems tired. *also need her character sheet? here*
"Oh uhuh," She snatches up her mask & scythe, teleporting in front of her, blade to Hazel's chest, "What were you doing?" The mask covers her face, & a murky black shadow is inside the eye holes making sure the face is concealed.
"Nothing! I was just trying to make a stat block based off the idea of a Reaper. And a magic item based on your Scythe." She cautiously reaches a hand behind her back.
*added the link to an edit but you didn't Quote it after so here again*
She grabs her wrist of the hand behind back, "I can see your movements & what in the fugue plane are you on about?" She says, still holding her scythe to Hazel.
*I got the link, thanks!*
"Here, look." She awkwardly flicks the paper she had behind her back onto the ground, and the edges begin to curl up, almost like the legs of a spider...
"What? But what did you mean by 'stat block of a Reaper' & magic item based on my scythe, I just woke up so sorry if it makes sense & I'm just tired." She stares at the paper but still keeps watch of Hazel, letting letting go of her hand & holding the scythe with both again, it noticibly looser against Hazel. *np!*
The paper suddenly crackles and turns into a big, fat spider which crawls closer, poison dripping from its fangs... only to disappear when Hazel's arm is freed. "Sorry. Essentially, I'm writing down what I think your statistics would be, and then I can destroy the paper in some way in the future, calling the Possibility that I created back when I made the stat block to my side."
She stands there, just in silence for moment, "I am too tired for this, let me grab my cloak & wake up then we can talk okay?" She pulls back the scythe & goes to her room to grab & put on her cloak.
"Alright..." Hazel, while unobserved, takes the papers she was working on and slides them into a book, which she then puts away. She also grabs a few other papers, just in case.
She walks back out, in her regular look as she now has her cloak on, with the scythe on her back like it's sheathed or hooked up onto a strap, even though there isn't any, "Alright, to the roof so I can get fresh air to wake up okay?"
"Sure." Hazel is kinda nervous, since she's sort of talking to Death's helper?
*hehehe, she'll learn things.*
She walks outside & just makes leaps on whatever her feet can land on for a second to get to the roof, once she lands at the top she looks down to see if Hazel has a way of getting up.
Hazel hesitates for a moment, but then lays out one of her papers. A second later, gravity reverses for her and she falls up to the rooftop.
She grabs her hand to make sure she doesn't keep floating to the sky infinitely, "So when does the effect end?"
"Any moment now-" it ends and dumps her onto the roof. The paper on the ground is gone.
She takes a deep breath as rain starts, no reaction about it from her, "So, could you explain what you're talking about with 'stat block' of me?" She turns her head to Hazel.
Hazel hurriedly looks around for somewhere to put her papers, and eventually just tucks them into her coat. "Honestly, it doesn't really effect you... It's a Possibility of what you might have been, given physical form. Like me."
"Hm, as for what you meant with my scythe? It is magical." She looks back out to the distance.
Yuri was napping on the roof of the tavern in her rabbit form. She was laying in sun, happily soaking in the warm rays.
Sinclair was wandering through the forest.
Lore was with V and Elendon.
Malte also decides to take a walk through the forest. Sinclair can hear the sound of softly jingling bells a short distance away.
She forms what looks like a silver-topped, obsidian cane in her hand. A singled grey orb jewel sits perched on top with a bird skeleton held within it. She looks around, listening to the bells.
They seem rhythmic, like the pace of a tall, heavy person walking.
Sinclair narrows her eyes, waiting for the person to approach. She notices the rain starting and flicks a finger upwards, the tree branches seem to move on their own, as if to cover her from the rain.
Malte walks out of the trees, within sightline of Sinclair, he doesn't see her yet.
Sinclair watches him, eyes narrowed a bit.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Elendon sees V and Lore flying around out over the field from his spot on the roof. His wings are fully visible to everyone for the first time, and he smiles at their antics. Suddenly, he takes off and starts speeding towards them.
*80 ft flight speed for him*
Lore raises an eyebrow "and who is this person?"
He's obviously a celestial, with glowing angelic wings, and a faint holy aura around him. Elendon chuckles. "Elendon Starguide is the name." He says with a smile.
Lore looks over at him and raises both her eyebrows "Long name" she said before bowing "I am Lore Azain"
V smiled. "Tea sounds good, though now I owe you some details." She then looked at Elendon. "I'm Vyveweamb, you can call me V if that's too complicated."
Elendon chuckles. "Pleasure to meet both of you." He says with a genuine smile.
"Tis a pleasure to meet you too" Lore said and chuckled
Elendon smiles, and lands and barely a flutter of his wings, which almost instantly vanish. "Ahhh, it's been too long since I've flown in the open air." He says with a slight chuckle. "Being a deity isn't all it's cracked up to be."
Mali is sitting outside, trying to take deep breaths.
Shardia is opening a small cloth bag with holes inside
E is around
The Reaper is in their room, sleeping, the door forgotten to be shut properly.
Arrow is practicing aerial archery outside on the targets.
Hazel sits outside the room and pulls out a new sheet of paper, occasionally glancing up at the Reaper as she writes stuff down.
She's not wearing her cloak & mask, so her face isn't hidden, showing the fact that she's a high elf with long brown hair, resting peacefully in her trance.
*Ah, sorry.*
Hazel continues to write and draw, and anyone nearby can see she's making a statblock...
*nah its fine*
She shifts in her bed, but not awake yet.
On a separate piece of paper, Hazel begins writing a draft of a Scythe.
Hers is propped up against the night stand on the other side of her bed, the top can be seen but Hazel would need to go inside the room to get a full look.
Hazel pulls out a little scrap of paper and crumples it, throwing it to the ground inside the room, where it transforms into a mouse. It scuttles up to get a closer look, allowing Hazel to see through its eyes.
She shifts at the sound of paper crumpling, but still just barely in the trance. The Scythe itself looks like it's made of some black twisted wood, with the base tilting back at the top to have the blade angled up some, while the bottom half of it curves back for better hold & use. The blade itself looks to be made of some kind of unnaturally dull silver, with a metal band holding it to the base & holding a smaller blade that looks like a continuation of the bigger one. If there's any way to feel anything about it, it has a surrounding aura of death & necrotic magic. *love how I have this much description for a singular Scythe*
The mouse disappears with a faint pop as Hazel notes this all down on another piece of paper.
The pop is all it takes for her to wake up, "Alright what's going on?" She still seems tired. *also need her character sheet? here*
"Oh uhuh," She snatches up her mask & scythe, teleporting in front of her, blade to Hazel's chest, "What were you doing?" The mask covers her face, & a murky black shadow is inside the eye holes making sure the face is concealed.
"Nothing! I was just trying to make a stat block based off the idea of a Reaper. And a magic item based on your Scythe." She cautiously reaches a hand behind her back.
*added the link to an edit but you didn't Quote it after so here again*
She grabs her wrist of the hand behind back, "I can see your movements & what in the fugue plane are you on about?" She says, still holding her scythe to Hazel.
*I got the link, thanks!*
"Here, look." She awkwardly flicks the paper she had behind her back onto the ground, and the edges begin to curl up, almost like the legs of a spider...
"What? But what did you mean by 'stat block of a Reaper' & magic item based on my scythe, I just woke up so sorry if it makes sense & I'm just tired." She stares at the paper but still keeps watch of Hazel, letting letting go of her hand & holding the scythe with both again, it noticibly looser against Hazel. *np!*
The paper suddenly crackles and turns into a big, fat spider which crawls closer, poison dripping from its fangs... only to disappear when Hazel's arm is freed. "Sorry. Essentially, I'm writing down what I think your statistics would be, and then I can destroy the paper in some way in the future, calling the Possibility that I created back when I made the stat block to my side."
She stands there, just in silence for moment, "I am too tired for this, let me grab my cloak & wake up then we can talk okay?" She pulls back the scythe & goes to her room to grab & put on her cloak.
"Alright..." Hazel, while unobserved, takes the papers she was working on and slides them into a book, which she then puts away. She also grabs a few other papers, just in case.
She walks back out, in her regular look as she now has her cloak on, with the scythe on her back like it's sheathed or hooked up onto a strap, even though there isn't any, "Alright, to the roof so I can get fresh air to wake up okay?"
"Sure." Hazel is kinda nervous, since she's sort of talking to Death's helper?
*hehehe, she'll learn things.*
She walks outside & just makes leaps on whatever her feet can land on for a second to get to the roof, once she lands at the top she looks down to see if Hazel has a way of getting up.
Hazel hesitates for a moment, but then lays out one of her papers. A second later, gravity reverses for her and she falls up to the rooftop.
She grabs her hand to make sure she doesn't keep floating to the sky infinitely, "So when does the effect end?"
"Any moment now-" it ends and dumps her onto the roof. The paper on the ground is gone.
She takes a deep breath as rain starts, no reaction about it from her, "So, could you explain what you're talking about with 'stat block' of me?" She turns her head to Hazel.
Hazel hurriedly looks around for somewhere to put her papers, and eventually just tucks them into her coat. "Honestly, it doesn't really effect you... It's a Possibility of what you might have been, given physical form. Like me."
"Hm, as for what you meant with my scythe? It is magical." She looks back out to the distance.
"Yeah, but if I can make a stat block for it, that's the same as a stat block for you: a Possibility of your scythe."
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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?
*Chris is tired, and Chris has decided weather.* A gentle falling rain has begun outside
Mali is lying in the grass, eyes closed
Shardia is reading a book titled 'Vircarias Canintalu' with a small blue furred puppy lying next to.her
Enethia is outside, looking at Mali in a strange way
Lumen and Noctus are playing chase, and one of them accidentally rolls over Mali. No damage, but the wind is DEFINITELY driven out of her.
"AGH?!... Ow....." She begins looking around as her eyes open quickly
"Sorry!" Lumen looms.
"Its... Its fine. Just try to be a bit more careful,.ok?" She smiles slightly
"OK! Sorry again... Don't tell daddy please!"
"Daddy?"
"Phantomizakell! The greatest dragon around!"
'I dont believe Ive met them yet. Who are you?"
"I'm Lumen, this is my brother Noctus!"
"Greetings to you both" she smiles "What are you playing?"
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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)
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*Me_irl*
*Laughs in hunter research*
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
*me: i want to throw the turtle*
Yuri picks up Piggleshell and examines them/him/her. "You are a normal looking turtle"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Hazel hurriedly looks around for somewhere to put her papers, and eventually just tucks them into her coat. "Honestly, it doesn't really effect you... It's a Possibility of what you might have been, given physical form. Like me."
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.
*XD*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Hey!" Also, not that normal looking. It has an adamantine shell and a mithral earing...
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.
Malte walks out of the trees, within sightline of Sinclair, he doesn't see her yet.
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"
"Oh, you made me think you were about to make fun of that." V smiled and chuckled a bit.
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.
"Phantomizakell! The greatest dragon around!"
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.
*N o r m a l. Ive seen that millions of times. lol*
She tilts them over and sits them down on their back.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Anyhows, good morning!!! I'm in less pain than usual :D*
Hunter is missing an arm, a deep red fluid spilling from the wires
Claus is sitting in the rafters, firing a spork from a sling
Zenix has his mask back on, sitting in the main room's couch
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
'I dont believe Ive met them yet. Who are you?"
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)
"Hm, as for what you meant with my scythe? It is magical." She looks back out to the distance.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Sinclair watches him, eyes narrowed a bit.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Ah. :p*
"HEY!" It struggles for a bit.
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.
"That would be mean" she said
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I'm Lumen, this is my brother Noctus!"
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.
Elendon smiles, and lands and barely a flutter of his wings, which almost instantly vanish. "Ahhh, it's been too long since I've flown in the open air." He says with a slight chuckle. "Being a deity isn't all it's cracked up to be."
*That was joke lol*
Yuri watches it.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Yeah, but if I can make a stat block for it, that's the same as a stat block for you: a Possibility of your scythe."
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.
"Greetings to you both" she smiles "What are you playing?"
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)