A figure is walking to the tavern, she's an blood red tiefling, with decent sized crescent horns on her forehead, at an angle back. She has fiery orange irises & midnight black straight hair, cut to medium length, and has relatively dry skin seemingly sprinkled with ash. She's wearing a few kinds of wraps around her torso & hip, with simple sweat trousers, all of which have a colour pallet of toned down oranges, reds, & dark yellows. She hurries to the tavern to get out the rain, which is currently being held back by continous casting of shape water, to not wet her, her clothes, & her bag filled with books & pages, along with the regular exploring gear.
Lysander waves to them. "Hello, need a drink?"
"Thank you, once I'm inside however, that would be what I need at the moment." She talks with a soft & elegant voice as she continues to make her way to the tavern.
Lysander teleports the pair. "There."
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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
A figure is walking to the tavern, she's an blood red tiefling, with decent sized crescent horns on her forehead, at an angle back. She has fiery orange irises & midnight black straight hair, cut to medium length, and has relatively dry skin seemingly sprinkled with ash. She's wearing a few kinds of wraps around her torso & hip, with simple sweat trousers, all of which have a colour pallet of toned down oranges, reds, & dark yellows. She hurries to the tavern to get out the rain, which is currently being held back by continous casting of shape water, to not wet her, her clothes, & her bag filled with books & pages, along with the regular exploring gear.
Lysander waves to them. "Hello, need a drink?"
"Thank you, once I'm inside however, that would be what I need at the moment." She talks with a soft & elegant voice as she continues to make her way to the tavern.
Lysander teleports the pair. "There."
"Oh, thank you." She does a small curtsy, "I am Infernus."
A figure is walking to the tavern, she's an blood red tiefling, with decent sized crescent horns on her forehead, at an angle back. She has fiery orange irises & midnight black straight hair, cut to medium length, and has relatively dry skin seemingly sprinkled with ash. She's wearing a few kinds of wraps around her torso & hip, with simple sweat trousers, all of which have a colour pallet of toned down oranges, reds, & dark yellows. She hurries to the tavern to get out the rain, which is currently being held back by continous casting of shape water, to not wet her, her clothes, & her bag filled with books & pages, along with the regular exploring gear.
Lysander waves to them. "Hello, need a drink?"
"Thank you, once I'm inside however, that would be what I need at the moment." She talks with a soft & elegant voice as she continues to make her way to the tavern.
Lysander teleports the pair. "There."
"Oh, thank you." She does a small curtsy, "I am Infernus."
"Lysander." They say, bowing. "So... Tielfling?"
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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
A figure is walking to the tavern, she's an blood red tiefling, with decent sized crescent horns on her forehead, at an angle back. She has fiery orange irises & midnight black straight hair, cut to medium length, and has relatively dry skin seemingly sprinkled with ash. She's wearing a few kinds of wraps around her torso & hip, with simple sweat trousers, all of which have a colour pallet of toned down oranges, reds, & dark yellows. She hurries to the tavern to get out the rain, which is currently being held back by continous casting of shape water, to not wet her, her clothes, & her bag filled with books & pages, along with the regular exploring gear.
Lysander waves to them. "Hello, need a drink?"
"Thank you, once I'm inside however, that would be what I need at the moment." She talks with a soft & elegant voice as she continues to make her way to the tavern.
Lysander teleports the pair. "There."
"Oh, thank you." She does a small curtsy, "I am Infernus."
A figure is walking to the tavern, she's an blood red tiefling, with decent sized crescent horns on her forehead, at an angle back. She has fiery orange irises & midnight black straight hair, cut to medium length, and has relatively dry skin seemingly sprinkled with ash. She's wearing a few kinds of wraps around her torso & hip, with simple sweat trousers, all of which have a colour pallet of toned down oranges, reds, & dark yellows. She hurries to the tavern to get out the rain, which is currently being held back by continous casting of shape water, to not wet her, her clothes, & her bag filled with books & pages, along with the regular exploring gear.
Lysander waves to them. "Hello, need a drink?"
"Thank you, once I'm inside however, that would be what I need at the moment." She talks with a soft & elegant voice as she continues to make her way to the tavern.
Lysander teleports the pair. "There."
"Oh, thank you." She does a small curtsy, "I am Infernus."
"Lysander." They say, bowing. "So... Tielfling?"
"Yes, why?" She asks curiously.
"Just making small talk. What brings you to the tavern?"
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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
A figure is walking to the tavern, she's an blood red tiefling, with decent sized crescent horns on her forehead, at an angle back. She has fiery orange irises & midnight black straight hair, cut to medium length, and has relatively dry skin seemingly sprinkled with ash. She's wearing a few kinds of wraps around her torso & hip, with simple sweat trousers, all of which have a colour pallet of toned down oranges, reds, & dark yellows. She hurries to the tavern to get out the rain, which is currently being held back by continous casting of shape water, to not wet her, her clothes, & her bag filled with books & pages, along with the regular exploring gear.
Lysander waves to them. "Hello, need a drink?"
"Thank you, once I'm inside however, that would be what I need at the moment." She talks with a soft & elegant voice as she continues to make her way to the tavern.
Lysander teleports the pair. "There."
"Oh, thank you." She does a small curtsy, "I am Infernus."
"Lysander." They say, bowing. "So... Tielfling?"
"Yes, why?" She asks curiously.
"Just making small talk. What brings you to the tavern?"
She nods, "Just exploration, that & possibly more research."
A figure is walking to the tavern, she's an blood red tiefling, with decent sized crescent horns on her forehead, at an angle back. She has fiery orange irises & midnight black straight hair, cut to medium length, and has relatively dry skin seemingly sprinkled with ash. She's wearing a few kinds of wraps around her torso & hip, with simple sweat trousers, all of which have a colour pallet of toned down oranges, reds, & dark yellows. She hurries to the tavern to get out the rain, which is currently being held back by continous casting of shape water, to not wet her, her clothes, & her bag filled with books & pages, along with the regular exploring gear.
Lysander waves to them. "Hello, need a drink?"
"Thank you, once I'm inside however, that would be what I need at the moment." She talks with a soft & elegant voice as she continues to make her way to the tavern.
Lysander teleports the pair. "There."
"Oh, thank you." She does a small curtsy, "I am Infernus."
"Lysander." They say, bowing. "So... Tielfling?"
"Yes, why?" She asks curiously.
"Just making small talk. What brings you to the tavern?"
She nods, "Just exploration, that & possibly more research."
"Ooo, what are your researching?" They ask, as they offer a chair to sit down 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
A figure is walking to the tavern, she's an blood red tiefling, with decent sized crescent horns on her forehead, at an angle back. She has fiery orange irises & midnight black straight hair, cut to medium length, and has relatively dry skin seemingly sprinkled with ash. She's wearing a few kinds of wraps around her torso & hip, with simple sweat trousers, all of which have a colour pallet of toned down oranges, reds, & dark yellows. She hurries to the tavern to get out the rain, which is currently being held back by continous casting of shape water, to not wet her, her clothes, & her bag filled with books & pages, along with the regular exploring gear.
Lysander waves to them. "Hello, need a drink?"
"Thank you, once I'm inside however, that would be what I need at the moment." She talks with a soft & elegant voice as she continues to make her way to the tavern.
Lysander teleports the pair. "There."
"Oh, thank you." She does a small curtsy, "I am Infernus."
"Lysander." They say, bowing. "So... Tielfling?"
"Yes, why?" She asks curiously.
"Just making small talk. What brings you to the tavern?"
She nods, "Just exploration, that & possibly more research."
"Ooo, what are your researching?" They ask, as they offer a chair to sit down on
She takes it & puts her bag onto it, "Natural Magics, focusing more on wildlife with it."
A figure is walking to the tavern, she's an blood red tiefling, with decent sized crescent horns on her forehead, at an angle back. She has fiery orange irises & midnight black straight hair, cut to medium length, and has relatively dry skin seemingly sprinkled with ash. She's wearing a few kinds of wraps around her torso & hip, with simple sweat trousers, all of which have a colour pallet of toned down oranges, reds, & dark yellows. She hurries to the tavern to get out the rain, which is currently being held back by continous casting of shape water, to not wet her, her clothes, & her bag filled with books & pages, along with the regular exploring gear.
Lysander waves to them. "Hello, need a drink?"
"Thank you, once I'm inside however, that would be what I need at the moment." She talks with a soft & elegant voice as she continues to make her way to the tavern.
Lysander teleports the pair. "There."
"Oh, thank you." She does a small curtsy, "I am Infernus."
"Lysander." They say, bowing. "So... Tielfling?"
"Yes, why?" She asks curiously.
"Just making small talk. What brings you to the tavern?"
She nods, "Just exploration, that & possibly more research."
"Ooo, what are your researching?" They ask, as they offer a chair to sit down on
She takes it & puts her bag onto it, "Natural Magics, focusing more on wildlife with it."
"Interesting... Do you not want to sit down?"
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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
A figure is walking to the tavern, she's an blood red tiefling, with decent sized crescent horns on her forehead, at an angle back. She has fiery orange irises & midnight black straight hair, cut to medium length, and has relatively dry skin seemingly sprinkled with ash. She's wearing a few kinds of wraps around her torso & hip, with simple sweat trousers, all of which have a colour pallet of toned down oranges, reds, & dark yellows. She hurries to the tavern to get out the rain, which is currently being held back by continous casting of shape water, to not wet her, her clothes, & her bag filled with books & pages, along with the regular exploring gear.
Lysander waves to them. "Hello, need a drink?"
"Thank you, once I'm inside however, that would be what I need at the moment." She talks with a soft & elegant voice as she continues to make her way to the tavern.
Lysander teleports the pair. "There."
"Oh, thank you." She does a small curtsy, "I am Infernus."
"Lysander." They say, bowing. "So... Tielfling?"
"Yes, why?" She asks curiously.
"Just making small talk. What brings you to the tavern?"
She nods, "Just exploration, that & possibly more research."
"Ooo, what are your researching?" They ask, as they offer a chair to sit down on
She takes it & puts her bag onto it, "Natural Magics, focusing more on wildlife with it."
A figure is walking to the tavern, she's an blood red tiefling, with decent sized crescent horns on her forehead, at an angle back. She has fiery orange irises & midnight black straight hair, cut to medium length, and has relatively dry skin seemingly sprinkled with ash. She's wearing a few kinds of wraps around her torso & hip, with simple sweat trousers, all of which have a colour pallet of toned down oranges, reds, & dark yellows. She hurries to the tavern to get out the rain, which is currently being held back by continous casting of shape water, to not wet her, her clothes, & her bag filled with books & pages, along with the regular exploring gear.
Lysander waves to them. "Hello, need a drink?"
"Thank you, once I'm inside however, that would be what I need at the moment." She talks with a soft & elegant voice as she continues to make her way to the tavern.
Lysander teleports the pair. "There."
"Oh, thank you." She does a small curtsy, "I am Infernus."
"Lysander." They say, bowing. "So... Tielfling?"
"Yes, why?" She asks curiously.
"Just making small talk. What brings you to the tavern?"
She nods, "Just exploration, that & possibly more research."
"Ooo, what are your researching?" They ask, as they offer a chair to sit down on
She takes it & puts her bag onto it, "Natural Magics, focusing more on wildlife with it."
"Interesting... Do you not want to sit down?"
*I meant takes it as in the seat, my bad.*
*Oh, my fault*
"So, how is that going?"
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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
A figure is walking to the tavern, she's an blood red tiefling, with decent sized crescent horns on her forehead, at an angle back. She has fiery orange irises & midnight black straight hair, cut to medium length, and has relatively dry skin seemingly sprinkled with ash. She's wearing a few kinds of wraps around her torso & hip, with simple sweat trousers, all of which have a colour pallet of toned down oranges, reds, & dark yellows. She hurries to the tavern to get out the rain, which is currently being held back by continous casting of shape water, to not wet her, her clothes, & her bag filled with books & pages, along with the regular exploring gear.
Lysander waves to them. "Hello, need a drink?"
"Thank you, once I'm inside however, that would be what I need at the moment." She talks with a soft & elegant voice as she continues to make her way to the tavern.
Lysander teleports the pair. "There."
"Oh, thank you." She does a small curtsy, "I am Infernus."
"Lysander." They say, bowing. "So... Tielfling?"
"Yes, why?" She asks curiously.
"Just making small talk. What brings you to the tavern?"
She nods, "Just exploration, that & possibly more research."
"Ooo, what are your researching?" They ask, as they offer a chair to sit down on
She takes it & puts her bag onto it, "Natural Magics, focusing more on wildlife with it."
"Interesting... Do you not want to sit down?"
*I meant takes it as in the seat, my bad.*
*Oh, my fault*
"So, how is that going?"
"Wonderfully, I've found of so many things, even the phoenix I met when I was young."
Elendon chuckles. "Yes, I do. Remember, deity." He says with a friendly smile and wink as he turns around. He takes a seat in a chair across from the bed.
"Mm.. right.." Atemos yawns lying down. "I don't sleep because when I do, I usually have horrible nightmares, so if you help me out with that I'll gladly owe you one. Or if you want a reward.. I can do that too."
Elendon chuckles. "We'll discuss all that when you wake." He says before casting the spell, his holy aura flaring temporarily.
Atemos closes his eyes and Elendon is transported to his dreamscape..
He's standing in a large, barren field. The grass has yellowed and died, gathering in moldy clumps on the soiled earth. The sky is dark red with swirling clouds, the same heaviness in the air as that before a large storm. Loud howling and cackling can be heard from the distance. Roll perception.
32
There's a little kid running about 300 ft from where he's standing. The kid looks scared.
"Atemos? Care to explain this, or do you just want me to start shaping your dreamscape?" Elendon asks.
He doesn't see Atemos anywhere. The kid trips and falls, and starts sniffling.
Elendon sighs, and waves his hands, changing the area to something more peaceful. The howling and cackling fades into nothingness, replaces by the sounds of grasshoppers and a running stream. The barren, storm-wracked field is replaced by a calming scene under a massive weeping willow with several tiny, playful dragons and a small stream running to the side.
The kid sits up, looking around wide-eyed. Make a WIS save.
20
The surroundings he made slowly revert back to the hellish landscape. The kid clutches his head.
*me, just been doing some other things. Reworking a little on Iralias.*
*I see. Is Elendon around? Want Yossele to meet them*
*Just finished. And yes.*
Elendon is on the roof, watching the Sunset out across the forest.
They say a flesh golem, reading a book while standing up, seemingly ignorant of the sunset
Elendon seems a bit confused, but pays the golem little notice until the sun sets fully and sinks below the horizon. A golem reading a book. Now that's a new one. He says, his eyes glowing with holy power, and a faint smile on his face.
They set the book down, and wave to the patron on roof, ignorant of their true nature.
Elendon chuckles, and jumps off the roof, a pair of luminous wings spreading behind him and carry him safely to the ground.
They pull out a prewritten card and hand it to them. Hello, who are you? I am Yossele, the golem made by Bunker
He replies telepathically. I am Elendon Starguide, Patron God of Adventurers and the General of the Angelic Armies.
They are startled a bit by the telepathy but are able to reply after a bit. Nice to meet you. Is there something I should do to honor you, General? They say while putting a card in their many pockets
Elendon chuckles, and shakes his head. No, there isn't. I'm here on a...vacation of sorts.
Cool. How is it?
Pretty good. I've had a bit of time to relax.
They put a smile on their face. That is good to hear. So... um... Ever met a golem before?
Elendon nods. Many, especially during my years as a mortal.
Cool. How were they? The golem asks, going through his standard conversation list
I'll be honest, most were just normal automatons; mindless guardians and soldiers. Only a handful had any level of sentience or sapience.
Interesting. How did they gain their sentience/sapience?
Some were actually made that way. Others gained it after the death of their creators as they searched for a purpose. I think one or two were deity-touched as well.
Interesting. Have you made any?
Elendon shakes his head. No. I have had no need to.
Interesting. Have you met my master?
I don't believe so.
The sentient, magic, time-traveling, possessing, lightning summoning, ancient, legendary, sword. Currently, they hold onto a Goliath............. If that narrows it down
Elendon chuckles. No, I have not met them.
Okay, interesting... They think of a question to ask, a couple of ones being filtered through his mind.
What is it like to be a god?
A lot of responsibility, to be honest.
So not good? They say, seeking to understand
It's...different. Not bad, or good, just...different
Interesting. So what godly powers do you possess?
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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
Lysander teleports the pair. "There."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Oh, thank you." She does a small curtsy, "I am Infernus."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Lysander." They say, bowing. "So... Tielfling?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Yes, why?" She asks curiously.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Just making small talk. What brings you to the tavern?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
She nods, "Just exploration, that & possibly more research."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Ooo, what are your researching?" They ask, as they offer a chair to sit down on
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
She takes it & puts her bag onto it, "Natural Magics, focusing more on wildlife with it."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Interesting... Do you not want to sit down?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*I meant takes it as in the seat, my bad.*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*Oh, my fault*
"So, how is that going?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Wonderfully, I've found of so many things, even the phoenix I met when I was young."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Interesting. Mind to tell me your story?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Elendon rolls his eyes and tries again. 35
"It is fairly long, and I've recently had a quite the walk, so sorry but another time?"
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Iralias is performing on stage.
Soldaer is on his homeworld with Nia and E.
[Open Slot]
*Where?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Mmm... Sure. Want something to drink now?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Yes please, any form of fruit juice will do."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.