*Bluephoneix, is the psycopomp still here? Raphael might want to talk to them*
*Yeah Thaemrys is still here*
Thaemrys is on the roof, staring out at the distance, but thinking about something this time, with her scythe on her back like it's in an invisible sheeth.
Raphael musters up the will and walks over. "Hello, um... are you a servant of the Fugue plane?"
"In a sense, yes, but more of a servant of Kelemvor." They stand still as a statue like they normally do, unaffected by the rain & the cloak flowing in the winds.
"Um... nice to meet you. I'm Raphael, angel of Elendon." They say, offering a hand to shake
"Elendon?" She asks, only turning her head to Raphael, not grabbing the hand.
"A god I serve. Not a viture."
"I've never heard of them."
"Me neither. Anyway, I have heard of the fate of the faithless and the false... The rumors are true right? That they are punished for their... lives."
*Bluephoneix, is the psycopomp still here? Raphael might want to talk to them*
*Yeah Thaemrys is still here*
Thaemrys is on the roof, staring out at the distance, but thinking about something this time, with her scythe on her back like it's in an invisible sheeth.
Raphael musters up the will and walks over. "Hello, um... are you a servant of the Fugue plane?"
"In a sense, yes, but more of a servant of Kelemvor." They stand still as a statue like they normally do, unaffected by the rain & the cloak flowing in the winds.
"Um... nice to meet you. I'm Raphael, angel of Elendon." They say, offering a hand to shake
"Elendon?" She asks, only turning her head to Raphael, not grabbing the hand.
"A god I serve. Not a viture."
"I've never heard of them."
"Me neither. Anyway, I have heard of the fate of the faithless and the false... The rumors are true right? That they are punished for their... lives."
"What would you mean by the 'false'?"
"Those who betreyed their god in life."
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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
Quote from BluePhoenix710>> *But in sight of those at it right?*
*Ill say sure*
*well now I see you have combat with two others, & if combat takes a bit with one other person, I'm not trying to overwhelm you or make it take way too long.*
Yuri is outside on the roof, enjoying the rain. She wears a beautfuil white tunic-gown with a silver clasp that looks like twisting vines. Her dainty feet are wrapped in silver vines that are as thin as paper. Her beautfuil auburn hair is tied in a loose bun with silver rings holding together some of her hair in tiny braids.
Stroth was outside. He was in the middle of a battle against a Manticore for is spines he needed for an experiment. His left arm was wrapped in thick bandages to staunch the bleeding from the broken off quills that were now inside the flesh of his upper arm. He gripped his sword with his non-paralyzed.
Lore was with V.
Zylna comes up next to him and throws a dagger at the Manticore.
13 to hit, 6 damage
The dagger misses and flies right past the Manticore who snarls. Stroth watches this and narrows his eyes "Stay put at the tavern! i don't want you hurt!"
She pointed at his arm. "Then don't get into a situation like this!" She drew her other dagger and got into a defensive stance.
The manticore snarls again, Its going to send tail spikes in both of Stroth's and Zynla's direction. Hit: 21 (Stroth) Hit: 25 (Zylna)
*What's the damage?*
Stroth's damage: 4 Zylna damage: 4
Stroth gets hit again and sent backwards a bit
Zylna also gets hit, a scratch forming along her cheek, cutting her bandage off as well.
Stroth gets up quickly and helps her up. "This is what i mean" he said.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Yuri is outside on the roof, enjoying the rain. She wears a beautfuil white tunic-gown with a silver clasp that looks like twisting vines. Her dainty feet are wrapped in silver vines that are as thin as paper. Her beautfuil auburn hair is tied in a loose bun with silver rings holding together some of her hair in tiny braids.
Stroth was outside. He was in the middle of a battle against a Manticore for is spines he needed for an experiment. His left arm was wrapped in thick bandages to staunch the bleeding from the broken off quills that were now inside the flesh of his upper arm. He gripped his sword with his non-paralyzed.
Lore was with V.
Zylna comes up next to him and throws a dagger at the Manticore.
13 to hit, 6 damage
The dagger misses and flies right past the Manticore who snarls. Stroth watches this and narrows his eyes "Stay put at the tavern! i don't want you hurt!"
She pointed at his arm. "Then don't get into a situation like this!" She drew her other dagger and got into a defensive stance.
The manticore snarls again, Its going to send tail spikes in both of Stroth's and Zynla's direction. Hit: 21 (Stroth) Hit: 25 (Zylna)
*What's the damage?*
Stroth's damage: 4 Zylna damage: 4
Stroth gets hit again and sent backwards a bit
Zylna also gets hit, a scratch forming along her cheek, cutting her bandage off as well.
Stroth gets up quickly and helps her up. "This is what i mean" he said.
"I'm fine, it's just a scratch!"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Yuri is outside on the roof, enjoying the rain. She wears a beautfuil white tunic-gown with a silver clasp that looks like twisting vines. Her dainty feet are wrapped in silver vines that are as thin as paper. Her beautfuil auburn hair is tied in a loose bun with silver rings holding together some of her hair in tiny braids.
Stroth was outside. He was in the middle of a battle against a Manticore for is spines he needed for an experiment. His left arm was wrapped in thick bandages to staunch the bleeding from the broken off quills that were now inside the flesh of his upper arm. He gripped his sword with his non-paralyzed.
Lore was with V.
Zylna comes up next to him and throws a dagger at the Manticore.
13 to hit, 6 damage
The dagger misses and flies right past the Manticore who snarls. Stroth watches this and narrows his eyes "Stay put at the tavern! i don't want you hurt!"
She pointed at his arm. "Then don't get into a situation like this!" She drew her other dagger and got into a defensive stance.
The manticore snarls again, Its going to send tail spikes in both of Stroth's and Zynla's direction. Hit: 21 (Stroth) Hit: 25 (Zylna)
*What's the damage?*
Stroth's damage: 4 Zylna damage: 4
Stroth gets hit again and sent backwards a bit
Zylna also gets hit, a scratch forming along her cheek, cutting her bandage off as well.
Stroth gets up quickly and helps her up. "This is what i mean" he said.
"I'm fine, it's just a scratch!"
He chuckles and produces his cane which seems to shorten into a wand almost.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Bluephoneix, is the psycopomp still here? Raphael might want to talk to them*
*Yeah Thaemrys is still here*
Thaemrys is on the roof, staring out at the distance, but thinking about something this time, with her scythe on her back like it's in an invisible sheeth.
Raphael musters up the will and walks over. "Hello, um... are you a servant of the Fugue plane?"
"In a sense, yes, but more of a servant of Kelemvor." They stand still as a statue like they normally do, unaffected by the rain & the cloak flowing in the winds.
"Um... nice to meet you. I'm Raphael, angel of Elendon." They say, offering a hand to shake
"Elendon?" She asks, only turning her head to Raphael, not grabbing the hand.
"A god I serve. Not a viture."
"I've never heard of them."
"Me neither. Anyway, I have heard of the fate of the faithless and the false... The rumors are true right? That they are punished for their... lives."
"What would you mean by the 'false'?"
"Those who betreyed their god in life."
"Well if they don't find another to have faith too, they wind up like the faithless, judged by Kelemvor once no other god does so themselves, either sent to the hells to be punished for what Kelemvor sees as sin, or sent into another life in the material plane to have another chance, in a form of reincarnation. No memory of the past life, but the same soul." She turns her head back into the distance. *sorry I took so long just kinda winging the lore of Ealayreth as I go, sticking to what I like.*
Hunter has his arm back, though its made of a different metal than the rest of him and is still building up to its original power output
Zenix is out at the edge of the forest speaking to a tall figure in a black robe, a swarm of ravens perched in the trees around them
Claus is drinking a glass of juice (2)
Yacatl looks on curiousily. "Hello, need a prostetic?"
"My entire body is basically prostetics."
"Really? Are you a warforged?" They ask, intruiged
Hunter gestures to his clearly robot body, "Noooo, i'm a yuan-ti."
*Well I didn't get a description. Sorry*
"Mmm... I see. Oh, and my name is Yacatl. What is yours?"
*Did i not give you one before? Sorry, Hunter is a warforged with copper skin and glowing red eyes. They look more human currently, but like... early android levels of human, easy to tell they're a robot.*
Yuri is outside on the roof, enjoying the rain. She wears a beautfuil white tunic-gown with a silver clasp that looks like twisting vines. Her dainty feet are wrapped in silver vines that are as thin as paper. Her beautfuil auburn hair is tied in a loose bun with silver rings holding together some of her hair in tiny braids.
Stroth is in battle.
Lore is napping.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Bluephoneix, is the psycopomp still here? Raphael might want to talk to them*
*Yeah Thaemrys is still here*
Thaemrys is on the roof, staring out at the distance, but thinking about something this time, with her scythe on her back like it's in an invisible sheeth.
Raphael musters up the will and walks over. "Hello, um... are you a servant of the Fugue plane?"
"In a sense, yes, but more of a servant of Kelemvor." They stand still as a statue like they normally do, unaffected by the rain & the cloak flowing in the winds.
"Um... nice to meet you. I'm Raphael, angel of Elendon." They say, offering a hand to shake
"Elendon?" She asks, only turning her head to Raphael, not grabbing the hand.
"A god I serve. Not a viture."
"I've never heard of them."
"Me neither. Anyway, I have heard of the fate of the faithless and the false... The rumors are true right? That they are punished for their... lives."
"What would you mean by the 'false'?"
"Those who betreyed their god in life."
"Well if they don't find another to have faith too, they wind up like the faithless, judged by Kelemvor once no other god does so themselves, either sent to the hells to be punished for what Kelemvor sees as sin, or sent into another life in the material plane to have another chance, in a form of reincarnation. No memory of the past life, but the same soul." She turns her head back into the distance. *sorry I took so long just kinda winging the lore of Ealayreth as I go, sticking to what I like.*
*Got it. I think the standard lore is different, but different is perfectly fine*
"Mmm... I see. I thought he created the wall of the faithless to prevent them going to hell."
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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
Noctus walks up. "Hi! Do you want to do something, friend?"
"Sure! Want do you want to do?" Raphael says, shifting to a lizard form
"Whatever you want! We could play a prank on Lumen and her friend. They chased me out of the library in daddy's lair."
"Why did they do that?"
"I don't know. Lumen can be mean sometimes."
"Sounds like it, but revenge is not a good emotion to have... Sorry if I am boring some times..." They think for a while, "Want to show me your hoard?"
"Sure! There's a portal to my mom's lair nearby, and then a portal to my dad's lair from there!"
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A bird shakes its feathers in the rafters, and settles down on the fireplace mantel.
Barachiel drinks tea and looks out the window.
Hello. How are you on this (admittedly rainy) day?
Barachiel raises eyebrows and looks for the voice.
Perception check?
14
He can see a faint shimmering out of the corner of his eye, but when he looks directly at it it's gone. Now now now, play by the rules, Barachiel.
"Do you need anything?"
No, just wandering around right now. My name is Psyche.
"Hello Psyche. How do you know my name?"
OoOoOH! Creepy mystic powers! No, I'm just good at paying attention to conversations. It's not like I have much to do all day, since I'm not corporeal or anything.
*Does Psyche have a truesight form?*
"Hmm. I couldn't go a day without caffeine."
*No, like I said she's not corporeal; she exists in peoples minds.*
Heh, you want coffee? A mug filled with nice, rich black coffee appears in front of him, as real as anything else in the room.
*Sorry, I was thinking like a ghost.*
Barachiel looks distasteful. "I have some tea."
Oh, alright. The coffee disappears as though it was never there.
Barachiel pokes the place where the coffee was. "Amazing."
I know, right? I can manipulate reality. It's pretty cool.
"Can you stop the rain?"
Yeah, but why would I do that? Actually, now that I think of it, the rain is being caused by a powerful living creature, right? So I could only stop a small portion. Like an umbrella. Or else the creature might manage to overwhelm my psychic defenses... or at least hold them back temporarily. So I could do a small area, but not the whole storm.
"Huh. How long do you think until the rain stops?"
"Probably when the creature leaves." All of a sudden, Psyche is sitting across the table from him, elbows on the table. *Truesight makes her less indistinct, but it's more an effect of etching her image into his eyes temporarily.*
Barachiel blinks like he was looking into the sun and is trying to get the spots out. "Jeez. You think it's a elder elemental?"
"I don't know. Some crab thing. Wait... should I try and get into its mind? That would be brilliant!" She seems excited.
"Go ahead, but don't hurt yourself."
"I can't physically be hurt, you know... Mentally yeah, but that's extremely unlikely."
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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?
"My entire body is basically prostetics."
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
"What would you mean by the 'false'?"
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Those who betreyed their god in life."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*well now I see you have combat with two others, & if combat takes a bit with one other person, I'm not trying to overwhelm you or make it take way too long.*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Really? Are you a warforged?" They ask, intruiged
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Hunter gestures to his clearly robot body, "Noooo, i'm a yuan-ti."
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
Stroth gets up quickly and helps her up. "This is what i mean" he said.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I'm fine, it's just a scratch!"
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.
*Pallghost, Overkill.
Order is:
Stroth
Raphael
Zylna
then Manticore*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Well I didn't get a description. Sorry*
"Mmm... I see. Oh, and my name is Yacatl. What is yours?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He chuckles and produces his cane which seems to shorten into a wand almost.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Well if they don't find another to have faith too, they wind up like the faithless, judged by Kelemvor once no other god does so themselves, either sent to the hells to be punished for what Kelemvor sees as sin, or sent into another life in the material plane to have another chance, in a form of reincarnation. No memory of the past life, but the same soul." She turns her head back into the distance. *sorry I took so long just kinda winging the lore of Ealayreth as I go, sticking to what I like.*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*brb, gonna get lunch.*
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
*Did i not give you one before? Sorry, Hunter is a warforged with copper skin and glowing red eyes. They look more human currently, but like... early android levels of human, easy to tell they're a robot.*
"Hunter of unit 731"
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
Yuri is outside on the roof, enjoying the rain. She wears a beautfuil white tunic-gown with a silver clasp that looks like twisting vines. Her dainty feet are wrapped in silver vines that are as thin as paper. Her beautfuil auburn hair is tied in a loose bun with silver rings holding together some of her hair in tiny braids.
Stroth is in battle.
Lore is napping.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Raillen is in her new room, the door open, drying off right now & wiping off the make up & hair dye.
Arrow is looking around the tavern for whoever could be a 'princess of the traitor king' & the 'manifestor'.
Thaemrys is talking to Raphael.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*Got it. I think the standard lore is different, but different is perfectly fine*
"Mmm... I see. I thought he created the wall of the faithless to prevent them going to hell."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Sure! There's a portal to my mom's lair nearby, and then a portal to my dad's lair from there!"
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.
*yup*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"I can't physically be hurt, you know... Mentally yeah, but that's extremely unlikely."
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.