She doesn't seem to be anywhere around the tavern right now.
Roll wis save
26
*Success [grumble grumble]*
Lysander looks through the woods for her
*Investigation?*
*Sure, you can roll for investigation.*
*What was the WIS save for, scrying?*
16
*Yes*
*Ah*
*hmm... what would that roll get him...*
A few small animal skulls, about 7, rest on the ground, forming a small line in one direction. They might've fallen off of her.
Lysander follows
After a few minutes, he nears what seems like a creek, and her staff rests against a tree a few dozen feet away, and some splashing can be heard coming from that area.
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She doesn't seem to be anywhere around the tavern right now.
Roll wis save
26
*Success [grumble grumble]*
Lysander looks through the woods for her
*Investigation?*
*Sure, you can roll for investigation.*
*What was the WIS save for, scrying?*
16
*Yes*
*Ah*
*hmm... what would that roll get him...*
A few small animal skulls, about 7, rest on the ground, forming a small line in one direction. They might've fallen off of her.
Lysander follows
After a few minutes, he nears what seems like a creek, and her staff rests against a tree a few dozen feet away, and some splashing can be heard coming from that area.
Lysander polymorphs into a bat, so they have blind sight and sees what is going on
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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
"Yes, and here it is." They say, handing it to them. "Want to show me your hoard? Didn't get to see it last time I visited."
"Sure!"
Gwen dreaming of the blue viel the pair over. "So, take me on a tour. Oh, and I want to see the libary next."
"Alright! That was cool magic..." She leads Gwen on a tour. In the library, several beanbags have been arranged into a nest, with open books scattered around.
"Is this your hoard? Oh, and may I lay down on the beanbags?"
"Yes and yes!" She's obviously excited. Taking the book from Gwen, she runs over and carefully slides it into a special place among the beanbags.
Gwen sets down. "How do you see hoarding? I feel we have to different views on it."
"Huh? Well, it's good to own stuff, but what's the point if you can't share?"
"Um... May I tell you my perspective on it? Because for me, the whole point is kinda not to share."
"Why wouldn't you share? That would get lonely.."
"Its... an interesting feeling. Mom always explained it the same way. Imagine a bountiful feast, filled with all of your favorite food, all smelling great, all tasting great, all and everything just perfect............... are you imagining?"
"Yeah?"
"Now, what do you do with the food?"
"I eat as much as I can, although Noctus would probably try to do the same... Then, when I'm done, I give the rest to others so I can talk about the taste with them."
"Okay. That, is the desire to hoard, to be with the thing. Now, the humaniods, instead of eating the food pass it around. They pass it around from one to another never holding it. When you eat the food, they call you greedy... That is how I feel towards my hoard. I want it. I want to be with it."
"Well, passing it around makes sense if you can't finish it... food will spoil."
"Yes, but there is always room in my hoard...... sorry if I am alienating you. I would love to... at least try to share a hoard."
"Huh? What does alienating mean... Wait, I have a dictionary. If you don't want to, you don't have to." She struggles with a massive dictionary that's easily as thick as Gwen is tall.
Gwen helps her with it. "It means to... drive away, as in to act so people aren't friends. And I would love to do it. It wouldbe nice to..." They mutter something under there breath
"Oh cool! What was that?"
"To... get a bigger hoard." They admit. "I haven't really had a proper one since I was ~500."
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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
She doesn't seem to be anywhere around the tavern right now.
Roll wis save
26
*Success [grumble grumble]*
Lysander looks through the woods for her
*Investigation?*
*Sure, you can roll for investigation.*
*What was the WIS save for, scrying?*
16
*Yes*
*Ah*
*hmm... what would that roll get him...*
A few small animal skulls, about 7, rest on the ground, forming a small line in one direction. They might've fallen off of her.
Lysander follows
After a few minutes, he nears what seems like a creek, and her staff rests against a tree a few dozen feet away, and some splashing can be heard coming from that area.
Lysander polymorphs into a bat, so they have blind sight and sees what is going on
A figure seems to be washing something, probably clothes, in the creek. The figure is a similar shape to Nerima.
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"Yes, and here it is." They say, handing it to them. "Want to show me your hoard? Didn't get to see it last time I visited."
"Sure!"
Gwen dreaming of the blue viel the pair over. "So, take me on a tour. Oh, and I want to see the libary next."
"Alright! That was cool magic..." She leads Gwen on a tour. In the library, several beanbags have been arranged into a nest, with open books scattered around.
"Is this your hoard? Oh, and may I lay down on the beanbags?"
"Yes and yes!" She's obviously excited. Taking the book from Gwen, she runs over and carefully slides it into a special place among the beanbags.
Gwen sets down. "How do you see hoarding? I feel we have to different views on it."
"Huh? Well, it's good to own stuff, but what's the point if you can't share?"
"Um... May I tell you my perspective on it? Because for me, the whole point is kinda not to share."
"Why wouldn't you share? That would get lonely.."
"Its... an interesting feeling. Mom always explained it the same way. Imagine a bountiful feast, filled with all of your favorite food, all smelling great, all tasting great, all and everything just perfect............... are you imagining?"
"Yeah?"
"Now, what do you do with the food?"
"I eat as much as I can, although Noctus would probably try to do the same... Then, when I'm done, I give the rest to others so I can talk about the taste with them."
"Okay. That, is the desire to hoard, to be with the thing. Now, the humaniods, instead of eating the food pass it around. They pass it around from one to another never holding it. When you eat the food, they call you greedy... That is how I feel towards my hoard. I want it. I want to be with it."
"Well, passing it around makes sense if you can't finish it... food will spoil."
"Yes, but there is always room in my hoard...... sorry if I am alienating you. I would love to... at least try to share a hoard."
"Huh? What does alienating mean... Wait, I have a dictionary. If you don't want to, you don't have to." She struggles with a massive dictionary that's easily as thick as Gwen is tall.
Gwen helps her with it. "It means to... drive away, as in to act so people aren't friends. And I would love to do it. It wouldbe nice to..." They mutter something under there breath
"Oh cool! What was that?"
"To... get a bigger hoard." They admit. "I haven't really had a proper one since I was ~500."
"I can help! This will be fun!" She starts bouncing about on the beanbags.
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Phantom is on the grass outside the Tavern, watching the moon and stars, tears falling from his eyes occasionally.
[Open Slot]
Raphael looks around for Elendon
Elendon is on the roof, watching over a mourning Phantom from a distance.
Raphael follows their gaze. To Elendon: I will comfort the dragon, and then I... have a favor to ask you
He lost his wife, Raphael...Even my considerable powers weren't enough resurrect her for long...
That... isn't my favor I want to ask. Well, I want a spell to cast, and I also would like to talk about free will. As for the dragon, understood but I am not planning on bringing them back
Elendon chuckles. Even if you wanted to, you couldn't bring his wife back, Raphael. As for the rest...We will see.
Well... I was told that resurrection was the decision of the gods, not angels like me. That and once a soul passes to the afterlife and become a petitioner, coming back upsets the natural flow of souls
That's not always true, but it is sometimes...Not in Caelum's case.
Got it. I understand that the answers are't open to me... Anyway I guess I am going to comfort the dragon Raphael says, worried
Elendon nods. Good luck. I fought alongside him in the Creation War, when his father died. That nearly broke him; I can only imagine the pain he's feeling...He's really the only friend I have left on the Material Plane..
Raphael is now burdened with self-placed responsibility. I will do my best... sorry if I fail. I'm... not the best angel out there and I am sorry if I am not able to help your friend
Elendon lays a hand on Raphael's shoulder. Don't beat yourself up if you can't help him. He needs time as much as anything.
Thanks. I just... I am worried that I will slide down to fall if I don't try and push myself to help and be good. Raphael says, freezing up upon being touched. And... I will follow the order
Elendon closes his eyes. You're so much like his wife when they first met, Raphael. He chuckles. She always tried to be subservient to him, because he was more than twice her age. He wanted a partner, a friend, and she kept seeing him as an authority figure. Please, that was advice, not an order, Raphael. As for being scared that you will fall, you won't. You choose free will. That is pretty much the one thing I asked.
I'm... I'm... I need to talk to you about this, but I will do so later. Right now, I need to help. They say, about to move away from Elendon's touch, but feeling peace at the God's touch
Elendon nods, oddly worried. Then go, Raphael. Do what you need to do.
They nod, worried that Elendon is worried. They take the from of a cute puppy and walk over to Phantom.
Need something to snuggle?
Phantom looks over at Raphael, and chuckles slightly, a tear falling and splashing him. I know exactly what you are, Deva, but I appreciate the sentiment.
I know, but... I want to help. How about a bear? That way, I won't be so small compared to you. We could also talk if you want
They try to shake off the salt water
Phantom actually smiles. Talking would be a better option. Even a bear is a little too small. He shifts and extends one of his foreclaws, showing that even an adult brown bear could easily sit inside the palm of his talon. He sets it back down, and Raphael notices a band of tight, interlocking silver scales on one of his claws, the same one that would correspond to his ring finger in humanoid form.
Raphael thinks for a while. Maybe a dinosaur... But talking is good. Mind if I take a humanoid form? Oh, and... um... so... what is the problem, if you are open to sharing
Phantom chuckles. "Go ahead. I don't honestly care what form you take." He sighs, and turns back to the sky, watching the moon and stars. "As for what's wrong...My wife died...on the day of our wedding. We were just officially married, having finished our vows, when a fallen deity came. He...he killed her." He looks back down at his talons. "The only other being I truly loved, I truly shared all of myself with...taken from me...on what was supposed to be the happiest day of our lives." Another tear falls. "She loved the night sky too. Said I reminded her of it. This...This is the kind of night she would've loved." He voice started to crack with that last sentence.
Raphael turns into a gnome and try to hug Phantom. "It's alright to be sad. Its alright to face the emotions.... um... sounds like you enjoyed your wedding until the death."
Phantom chuckles slightly. "It's worse, and better than that still. I have two wyrmlings she left...I believe you've already met Noctus, my son. Always the warrior." He chuckles.
"He is. He is fun and I am sure you are raising them well... um... want to continue to talk to me? Sorry if I am interrupting you."
Phantom smiles sadly. "Thank you. I'm doing my best but...It's hard." He looks over at Raphael. "And no, you weren't really interrupting me. I was just contemplating things, and desperately missing Caelum."
"Look," They say, trying to climb onto the dragon's head, "the most important thing is to understand that this is difficult and hard, and time-consuming. This isn't something you should try to rush... Have you heard of the five stages of grief?"
Phantom chuckles. "Of course. I'm almost 3500 years old. I've worked through them before, when my father died in the Creation War."
"I'm sorry to hear that as well... What stage do you feel you are currently on?"
Phantom chuckles slightly. "Somewhere between 4 and 5, I think."
"I... will not comment on that. Want to confide anything with me? I promise not to share if you don't want to."
"In my old world, yes. Most Angels either 'fall' or slide to Aravandor, or the hells. To completely flip their alightment is rare."
"Hm, yeah no I didn't fall there."
"Where did you 'fall' to? The abyss?"
"No, here."
"Mmm... So you fell to the material? Very interesting."
"Yeah that's the standard in my world, Interesting to see the differences."
"What world do you come from?"
"Ealayreth, I've learned that it's quite different than here & other places."
"Did you like watching over it?"
"It was fine for quite a bit, but after a while I started, not liking my job, & about then is when I fell so. I'm not ever going to stay as an Angel again, I'm only going to try to become one again in order to help Atemos."
"Yes, and here it is." They say, handing it to them. "Want to show me your hoard? Didn't get to see it last time I visited."
"Sure!"
Gwen dreaming of the blue viel the pair over. "So, take me on a tour. Oh, and I want to see the libary next."
"Alright! That was cool magic..." She leads Gwen on a tour. In the library, several beanbags have been arranged into a nest, with open books scattered around.
"Is this your hoard? Oh, and may I lay down on the beanbags?"
"Yes and yes!" She's obviously excited. Taking the book from Gwen, she runs over and carefully slides it into a special place among the beanbags.
Gwen sets down. "How do you see hoarding? I feel we have to different views on it."
"Huh? Well, it's good to own stuff, but what's the point if you can't share?"
"Um... May I tell you my perspective on it? Because for me, the whole point is kinda not to share."
"Why wouldn't you share? That would get lonely.."
"Its... an interesting feeling. Mom always explained it the same way. Imagine a bountiful feast, filled with all of your favorite food, all smelling great, all tasting great, all and everything just perfect............... are you imagining?"
"Yeah?"
"Now, what do you do with the food?"
"I eat as much as I can, although Noctus would probably try to do the same... Then, when I'm done, I give the rest to others so I can talk about the taste with them."
"Okay. That, is the desire to hoard, to be with the thing. Now, the humaniods, instead of eating the food pass it around. They pass it around from one to another never holding it. When you eat the food, they call you greedy... That is how I feel towards my hoard. I want it. I want to be with it."
"Well, passing it around makes sense if you can't finish it... food will spoil."
"Yes, but there is always room in my hoard...... sorry if I am alienating you. I would love to... at least try to share a hoard."
"Huh? What does alienating mean... Wait, I have a dictionary. If you don't want to, you don't have to." She struggles with a massive dictionary that's easily as thick as Gwen is tall.
Gwen helps her with it. "It means to... drive away, as in to act so people aren't friends. And I would love to do it. It wouldbe nice to..." They mutter something under there breath
"Oh cool! What was that?"
"To... get a bigger hoard." They admit. "I haven't really had a proper one since I was ~500."
"I can help! This will be fun!" She starts bouncing about on the beanbags.
"Thanks!" They say, finally getting comfortable. "I might finally sleep sometime. So do we just combind the piles?"
*How large is hers?"
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She doesn't seem to be anywhere around the tavern right now.
Roll wis save
26
*Success [grumble grumble]*
Lysander looks through the woods for her
*Investigation?*
*Sure, you can roll for investigation.*
*What was the WIS save for, scrying?*
16
*Yes*
*Ah*
*hmm... what would that roll get him...*
A few small animal skulls, about 7, rest on the ground, forming a small line in one direction. They might've fallen off of her.
Lysander follows
After a few minutes, he nears what seems like a creek, and her staff rests against a tree a few dozen feet away, and some splashing can be heard coming from that area.
Lysander polymorphs into a bat, so they have blind sight and sees what is going on
A figure seems to be washing something, probably clothes, in the creek. The figure is a similar shape to Nerima.
They wait for them to get dressed
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"Yes, and here it is." They say, handing it to them. "Want to show me your hoard? Didn't get to see it last time I visited."
"Sure!"
Gwen dreaming of the blue viel the pair over. "So, take me on a tour. Oh, and I want to see the libary next."
"Alright! That was cool magic..." She leads Gwen on a tour. In the library, several beanbags have been arranged into a nest, with open books scattered around.
"Is this your hoard? Oh, and may I lay down on the beanbags?"
"Yes and yes!" She's obviously excited. Taking the book from Gwen, she runs over and carefully slides it into a special place among the beanbags.
Gwen sets down. "How do you see hoarding? I feel we have to different views on it."
"Huh? Well, it's good to own stuff, but what's the point if you can't share?"
"Um... May I tell you my perspective on it? Because for me, the whole point is kinda not to share."
"Why wouldn't you share? That would get lonely.."
"Its... an interesting feeling. Mom always explained it the same way. Imagine a bountiful feast, filled with all of your favorite food, all smelling great, all tasting great, all and everything just perfect............... are you imagining?"
"Yeah?"
"Now, what do you do with the food?"
"I eat as much as I can, although Noctus would probably try to do the same... Then, when I'm done, I give the rest to others so I can talk about the taste with them."
"Okay. That, is the desire to hoard, to be with the thing. Now, the humaniods, instead of eating the food pass it around. They pass it around from one to another never holding it. When you eat the food, they call you greedy... That is how I feel towards my hoard. I want it. I want to be with it."
"Well, passing it around makes sense if you can't finish it... food will spoil."
"Yes, but there is always room in my hoard...... sorry if I am alienating you. I would love to... at least try to share a hoard."
"Huh? What does alienating mean... Wait, I have a dictionary. If you don't want to, you don't have to." She struggles with a massive dictionary that's easily as thick as Gwen is tall.
Gwen helps her with it. "It means to... drive away, as in to act so people aren't friends. And I would love to do it. It wouldbe nice to..." They mutter something under there breath
"Oh cool! What was that?"
"To... get a bigger hoard." They admit. "I haven't really had a proper one since I was ~500."
"I can help! This will be fun!" She starts bouncing about on the beanbags.
"Thanks!" They say, finally getting comfortable. "I might finally sleep sometime. So do we just combind the piles?"
*How large is hers?"
"I guess...? I don't really know how to do this."
*It's just a big pile of rare books, with some interesting gems and minor enchanted items mixed in.*
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"In my old world, yes. Most Angels either 'fall' or slide to Aravandor, or the hells. To completely flip their alightment is rare."
"Hm, yeah no I didn't fall there."
"Where did you 'fall' to? The abyss?"
"No, here."
"Mmm... So you fell to the material? Very interesting."
"Yeah that's the standard in my world, Interesting to see the differences."
"What world do you come from?"
"Ealayreth, I've learned that it's quite different than here & other places."
"Did you like watching over it?"
"It was fine for quite a bit, but after a while I started, not liking my job, & about then is when I fell so. I'm not ever going to stay as an Angel again, I'm only going to try to become one again in order to help Atemos."
"How are you helping him?"
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Phantom is on the grass outside the Tavern, watching the moon and stars, tears falling from his eyes occasionally.
[Open Slot]
Raphael looks around for Elendon
Elendon is on the roof, watching over a mourning Phantom from a distance.
Raphael follows their gaze. To Elendon: I will comfort the dragon, and then I... have a favor to ask you
He lost his wife, Raphael...Even my considerable powers weren't enough resurrect her for long...
That... isn't my favor I want to ask. Well, I want a spell to cast, and I also would like to talk about free will. As for the dragon, understood but I am not planning on bringing them back
Elendon chuckles. Even if you wanted to, you couldn't bring his wife back, Raphael. As for the rest...We will see.
Well... I was told that resurrection was the decision of the gods, not angels like me. That and once a soul passes to the afterlife and become a petitioner, coming back upsets the natural flow of souls
That's not always true, but it is sometimes...Not in Caelum's case.
Got it. I understand that the answers are't open to me... Anyway I guess I am going to comfort the dragon Raphael says, worried
Elendon nods. Good luck. I fought alongside him in the Creation War, when his father died. That nearly broke him; I can only imagine the pain he's feeling...He's really the only friend I have left on the Material Plane..
Raphael is now burdened with self-placed responsibility. I will do my best... sorry if I fail. I'm... not the best angel out there and I am sorry if I am not able to help your friend
Elendon lays a hand on Raphael's shoulder. Don't beat yourself up if you can't help him. He needs time as much as anything.
Thanks. I just... I am worried that I will slide down to fall if I don't try and push myself to help and be good. Raphael says, freezing up upon being touched. And... I will follow the order
Elendon closes his eyes. You're so much like his wife when they first met, Raphael. He chuckles. She always tried to be subservient to him, because he was more than twice her age. He wanted a partner, a friend, and she kept seeing him as an authority figure. Please, that was advice, not an order, Raphael. As for being scared that you will fall, you won't. You choose free will. That is pretty much the one thing I asked.
I'm... I'm... I need to talk to you about this, but I will do so later. Right now, I need to help. They say, about to move away from Elendon's touch, but feeling peace at the God's touch
Elendon nods, oddly worried. Then go, Raphael. Do what you need to do.
They nod, worried that Elendon is worried. They take the from of a cute puppy and walk over to Phantom.
Need something to snuggle?
Phantom looks over at Raphael, and chuckles slightly, a tear falling and splashing him. I know exactly what you are, Deva, but I appreciate the sentiment.
I know, but... I want to help. How about a bear? That way, I won't be so small compared to you. We could also talk if you want
They try to shake off the salt water
Phantom actually smiles. Talking would be a better option. Even a bear is a little too small. He shifts and extends one of his foreclaws, showing that even an adult brown bear could easily sit inside the palm of his talon. He sets it back down, and Raphael notices a band of tight, interlocking silver scales on one of his claws, the same one that would correspond to his ring finger in humanoid form.
Raphael thinks for a while. Maybe a dinosaur... But talking is good. Mind if I take a humanoid form? Oh, and... um... so... what is the problem, if you are open to sharing
Phantom chuckles. "Go ahead. I don't honestly care what form you take." He sighs, and turns back to the sky, watching the moon and stars. "As for what's wrong...My wife died...on the day of our wedding. We were just officially married, having finished our vows, when a fallen deity came. He...he killed her." He looks back down at his talons. "The only other being I truly loved, I truly shared all of myself with...taken from me...on what was supposed to be the happiest day of our lives." Another tear falls. "She loved the night sky too. Said I reminded her of it. This...This is the kind of night she would've loved." He voice started to crack with that last sentence.
Raphael turns into a gnome and try to hug Phantom. "It's alright to be sad. Its alright to face the emotions.... um... sounds like you enjoyed your wedding until the death."
Phantom chuckles slightly. "It's worse, and better than that still. I have two wyrmlings she left...I believe you've already met Noctus, my son. Always the warrior." He chuckles.
"He is. He is fun and I am sure you are raising them well... um... want to continue to talk to me? Sorry if I am interrupting you."
Phantom smiles sadly. "Thank you. I'm doing my best but...It's hard." He looks over at Raphael. "And no, you weren't really interrupting me. I was just contemplating things, and desperately missing Caelum."
"Look," They say, trying to climb onto the dragon's head, "the most important thing is to understand that this is difficult and hard, and time-consuming. This isn't something you should try to rush... Have you heard of the five stages of grief?"
Phantom chuckles. "Of course. I'm almost 3500 years old. I've worked through them before, when my father died in the Creation War."
"I'm sorry to hear that as well... What stage do you feel you are currently on?"
Phantom chuckles slightly. "Somewhere between 4 and 5, I think."
"I... will not comment on that. Want to confide anything with me? I promise not to share if you don't want to."
Phantom shrugs. "I...don't know."
"Mmm... Want to just cuddle?" They say, shifting into a feathery fluffy dinosuar
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She doesn't seem to be anywhere around the tavern right now.
Roll wis save
26
*Success [grumble grumble]*
Lysander looks through the woods for her
*Investigation?*
*Sure, you can roll for investigation.*
*What was the WIS save for, scrying?*
16
*Yes*
*Ah*
*hmm... what would that roll get him...*
A few small animal skulls, about 7, rest on the ground, forming a small line in one direction. They might've fallen off of her.
Lysander follows
After a few minutes, he nears what seems like a creek, and her staff rests against a tree a few dozen feet away, and some splashing can be heard coming from that area.
Lysander polymorphs into a bat, so they have blind sight and sees what is going on
A figure seems to be washing something, probably clothes, in the creek. The figure is a similar shape to Nerima.
They wait for them to get dressed
After a while, long enough for her to hang up the clothes and let them dry, then get dressed, Nerima walks over to her staff and picks it up.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A letter on Nia's nightstand is on top of a small handheld mirror.
She picks up the letter, opening it, "Hm?"
It reads, in surprisingly ornate and flowing writing: (Nia... Whatever is in that storm is hunting E. I've taken her to our homeworld to try and keep her safe. Hopefully it won't follow us. The mirror is a scrying device. It will allow you to communicate with E, and by extension, me. If you want to join us, use it, and contact her. She'll let me know, and I'll come get you.
I love you, dear,
Soldaer.)
She picks up the mirror, looking into it for a moment, "Oh dear...."
*Yeah...Nia will realize how much Soldaer cares for E with that, as well as how scared he must be for her wellbeing. He left the palace for good reasons, and the only teleportation circle he'd know is the one on the palace grounds.*
*She is five seconds from freaking out, no lie*
*Doesn't surprise me, but the now did detail how to use the mirror, so she can go rant on Soldaer if she wants, lol*
Nia taps on the mirror
Nothing happens..
"Um.... E?"
(Nia? Your voice is a bit spotty... Try just thinking into.the mirror. Also, hello!)
Hi? Can i yell at solonar?
(Sure? Im not sure what itd be about, but give me a few seconds) *As a reminder, the telepathy she hears is voiceless* she passes it to Soldaer
Nia waits for a moment
Hey Nia. Before you start yelling, remember whatever is in that storm is hunting E. Besides, I had promised her a tour of our homeland at some point, so...
YOU LEFT ME HERE! I am so dissapointed, you only get 10 hugs when you get home
Soldaer tries to hold in his laughter. I had to get her out away as quickly as possible, and if you'd like to come, just say so. I'll come back and teleport you to join us.
Hm.... i haven't seen home in a while...
He chuckles. Is that a yes? And you realize that we may have to tell my parents...
I accepted that a while ago.
So...Do you want me to come back and get you?
Yea, please do.
Soldaer laughs. Alright, I'll be right back, my love!
A short while later, Soldaer appears on the platform outside the bedroom. "Hello Nia. Ready to go?"
She doesn't seem to be anywhere around the tavern right now.
Roll wis save
26
*Success [grumble grumble]*
Lysander looks through the woods for her
*Investigation?*
*Sure, you can roll for investigation.*
*What was the WIS save for, scrying?*
16
*Yes*
*Ah*
*hmm... what would that roll get him...*
A few small animal skulls, about 7, rest on the ground, forming a small line in one direction. They might've fallen off of her.
Lysander follows
After a few minutes, he nears what seems like a creek, and her staff rests against a tree a few dozen feet away, and some splashing can be heard coming from that area.
Lysander polymorphs into a bat, so they have blind sight and sees what is going on
A figure seems to be washing something, probably clothes, in the creek. The figure is a similar shape to Nerima.
They wait for them to get dressed
After a while, long enough for her to hang up the clothes and let them dry, then get dressed, Nerima walks over to her staff and picks it up.
Lysander as a bat, waits
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E begins wandering a bit, the high elf smiling at those she passes by. Roffigirrte looks for KNIFE
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She doesn't seem to be anywhere around the tavern right now.
Roll wis save
26
*Success [grumble grumble]*
Lysander looks through the woods for her
*Investigation?*
*Sure, you can roll for investigation.*
*What was the WIS save for, scrying?*
16
*Yes*
*Ah*
*hmm... what would that roll get him...*
A few small animal skulls, about 7, rest on the ground, forming a small line in one direction. They might've fallen off of her.
Lysander follows
After a few minutes, he nears what seems like a creek, and her staff rests against a tree a few dozen feet away, and some splashing can be heard coming from that area.
Lysander polymorphs into a bat, so they have blind sight and sees what is going on
A figure seems to be washing something, probably clothes, in the creek. The figure is a similar shape to Nerima.
They wait for them to get dressed
After a while, long enough for her to hang up the clothes and let them dry, then get dressed, Nerima walks over to her staff and picks it up.
Lysander as a bat, waits
*Quick question, is he within 30 feet of her?*
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"Yes, and here it is." They say, handing it to them. "Want to show me your hoard? Didn't get to see it last time I visited."
"Sure!"
Gwen dreaming of the blue viel the pair over. "So, take me on a tour. Oh, and I want to see the libary next."
"Alright! That was cool magic..." She leads Gwen on a tour. In the library, several beanbags have been arranged into a nest, with open books scattered around.
"Is this your hoard? Oh, and may I lay down on the beanbags?"
"Yes and yes!" She's obviously excited. Taking the book from Gwen, she runs over and carefully slides it into a special place among the beanbags.
Gwen sets down. "How do you see hoarding? I feel we have to different views on it."
"Huh? Well, it's good to own stuff, but what's the point if you can't share?"
"Um... May I tell you my perspective on it? Because for me, the whole point is kinda not to share."
"Why wouldn't you share? That would get lonely.."
"Its... an interesting feeling. Mom always explained it the same way. Imagine a bountiful feast, filled with all of your favorite food, all smelling great, all tasting great, all and everything just perfect............... are you imagining?"
"Yeah?"
"Now, what do you do with the food?"
"I eat as much as I can, although Noctus would probably try to do the same... Then, when I'm done, I give the rest to others so I can talk about the taste with them."
"Okay. That, is the desire to hoard, to be with the thing. Now, the humaniods, instead of eating the food pass it around. They pass it around from one to another never holding it. When you eat the food, they call you greedy... That is how I feel towards my hoard. I want it. I want to be with it."
"Well, passing it around makes sense if you can't finish it... food will spoil."
"Yes, but there is always room in my hoard...... sorry if I am alienating you. I would love to... at least try to share a hoard."
"Huh? What does alienating mean... Wait, I have a dictionary. If you don't want to, you don't have to." She struggles with a massive dictionary that's easily as thick as Gwen is tall.
Gwen helps her with it. "It means to... drive away, as in to act so people aren't friends. And I would love to do it. It wouldbe nice to..." They mutter something under there breath
"Oh cool! What was that?"
"To... get a bigger hoard." They admit. "I haven't really had a proper one since I was ~500."
"I can help! This will be fun!" She starts bouncing about on the beanbags.
"Thanks!" They say, finally getting comfortable. "I might finally sleep sometime. So do we just combind the piles?"
*How large is hers?"
"I guess...? I don't really know how to do this."
*It's just a big pile of rare books, with some interesting gems and minor enchanted items mixed in.*
"Well, lets try it out." They say, slowly taking out a portable hole, filled to the brim with books
Gwen's is noticable smaller then Lumen's and is trying to hide their envy of it
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After a few minutes, he nears what seems like a creek, and her staff rests against a tree a few dozen feet away, and some splashing can be heard coming from that area.
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Lysander polymorphs into a bat, so they have blind sight and sees what is going on
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Ealayreth, I've learned that it's quite different than here & other places."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"To... get a bigger hoard." They admit. "I haven't really had a proper one since I was ~500."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Did you like watching over it?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
A figure seems to be washing something, probably clothes, in the creek. The figure is a similar shape to Nerima.
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"I can help! This will be fun!" She starts bouncing about on the beanbags.
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Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
Phantom shrugs. "I...don't know."
"It was fine for quite a bit, but after a while I started, not liking my job, & about then is when I fell so. I'm not ever going to stay as an Angel again, I'm only going to try to become one again in order to help Atemos."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Thanks!" They say, finally getting comfortable. "I might finally sleep sometime. So do we just combind the piles?"
*How large is hers?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
They wait for them to get dressed
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"I guess...? I don't really know how to do this."
*It's just a big pile of rare books, with some interesting gems and minor enchanted items mixed in.*
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.
"How are you helping him?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Mmm... Want to just cuddle?" They say, shifting into a feathery fluffy dinosuar
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
After a while, long enough for her to hang up the clothes and let them dry, then get dressed, Nerima walks over to her staff and picks it up.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
A short while later, Soldaer appears on the platform outside the bedroom. "Hello Nia. Ready to go?"
Lysander as a bat, waits
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
E begins wandering a bit, the high elf smiling at those she passes by. Roffigirrte looks for KNIFE
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)
*Quick question, is he within 30 feet of her?*
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
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"Well, lets try it out." They say, slowly taking out a portable hole, filled to the brim with books
Gwen's is noticable smaller then Lumen's and is trying to hide their envy of it
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now