The storm has.... Strangely paused abruptly. The sky stands clear, the creature now in full view
Hey storm! What's up?
It sounds... Tired (What... Is it that you want?)
Just wondering what's up. Did someone offer you a better deal? Why did you stop? Honestly, I like rain. It's fun.
(Something... Blocks me, currently... Im unsure what)
Hmm... Strange. I could help... Does it have anything to do with the green-veined woman?
(Green veined woman?)
Mali? Ah, never mind. Can I help, though? I wouldn't require your memories this time.
(Mali? I dont know who you refer to. What aould be required?)
I assume you've been to thousands of worlds before?
(Yes)
Have you ever heard tell of some gems called "Infinity Stones?" All I require is to know where I can find one called the Mind Stone and I will help you in whatever you require.
(Never heard of it.)
Hmm. What about a "Soul Stone", or a "Time Stone"?
(No and no)
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The storm has.... Strangely paused abruptly. The sky stands clear, the creature now in full view
Hey storm! What's up?
It sounds... Tired (What... Is it that you want?)
Just wondering what's up. Did someone offer you a better deal? Why did you stop? Honestly, I like rain. It's fun.
(Something... Blocks me, currently... Im unsure what)
Hmm... Strange. I could help... Does it have anything to do with the green-veined woman?
(Green veined woman?)
Mali? Ah, never mind. Can I help, though? I wouldn't require your memories this time.
(Mali? I dont know who you refer to. What aould be required?)
I assume you've been to thousands of worlds before?
(Yes)
Have you ever heard tell of some gems called "Infinity Stones?" All I require is to know where I can find one called the Mind Stone and I will help you in whatever you require.
(Never heard of it.)
Hmm. What about a "Soul Stone", or a "Time Stone"?
(No and no)
Very well. If you ever do, find me and I will owe 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 Characters (Outdated)
Phantom circles slowly up into the storm, trying to see the entity inside it. 41 perception
Raphael is leaning against the tree she and Elendon meet under, waiting.
Lothair is looking around for the faerie dragon
Gwen is waiting for Soldaer to talk to her
*Choose one, anyone*
*She? Interesting...thought Raphael was a he, lol*
Elendon glides down, his wings visible, at least for the time being. "Do you need something, Raphael?" He says with a grin as he touches down effortlessly.
*Doesn't care. Sometimes they are a he, sometimes they want to be a she*
"I... I do, but also... I kinda just wanted to rest with you....... If that makes sense. The actions of Danger Foilage have... put me on edge with resting around him, if that makes sense."
Elendon chuckles and nods. "I like the new look by the way." He says. He walks over to Raphael. "Follow me this time. I found somewhere a bit more peaceful." He takes off again and flies out over the forest.
They nod, as wing sprout from the gnome/angel's back and they try to keep up with their god. I have... questions about the first statement. They are able to say before being to preoccupied with 'pathfinding' to their god
Elendon smiles. He makes sure to slow enough for Raphael to keep up. After a while, a small break in the canopy appears, and he dives through it. There's a peaceful clearing with a small pond in the middle, and a weeping willow next to it. A small, babbling stream feeds the pond, and small fish are seen swimming in both. Elendon circles it a bit, and dives through a small break in the branches of the willow and lands at the base of it, smiling.
Raphael sighs thankfully, enjoying the drop in speed. After they arrive, the angel looks around for somewhere to rest, eventually settling next to Elendon but not leaning on them.
"Thanks... So... What did you mean when referring to my 'new form'? If I may ask."
Elendon sits down and leans his back against the willow tree. "I like how you look now, Raphael. And no, that's not an order to stay the way you are now, but..." He shrugs. "Anyways, you wanted to rest, right?"
*Are they referring to Raphael being a girl? I am confused what is new*
Raphael copies their master, sniffling a giggle upon hearing the clarification about commands. “I do. That and… ask for your wisdom and perspective on things.”
*Yes, he is.*
Elendon chuckles. "Alright, what do you need then?" He asks with a smile as he closes his eyes.
*ah, got it*
”I… on what danger foliage did. That and your perspective on necromancy and undeath.” They say, slowly moving closer to Elendon. “And if you want, Myrn as well but I don’t need that now.”
He chuckles again. "What exactly did they do? As for necromancy and undeath, I killed Orcus, if that answers your question." He sighs slightly, relaxing.
"I mean, I was... spiraling into a doubting episode when Danger cast calm emotions on me and... it was nice to be honest which is scaring, that I found mind control nice, and then I got free and flew away and then he said he didn't mean to do it... and he was hungry so I fed him with living intelligent beings and........ I just... I need a perspective I won't doubt if that makes sense." They says, letting out a sigh. "And I take it you are against necromancy."
Elendon nods, and gentle pulls her closer so that she can rest against him. "Well...it sounds like he panicked and helped you...as for feeding him..." Elendon shrugs. "You did what you needed to to help him, and as long as they weren't sapient or sentient, I can't see anything wrong with it."
"What is considered sentient or sapient? Like, let's say that intelligence is on a scale from 0 to 10, with the common humanoid/sapient being at 10 and 0 being a rock. What would the intelligence score * ;) * be where a creature is sentient? What about sapient?" They say curious, while enjoying being in contact with their god. They try to stand still as to not move Elendon
*XD*
Elendon leans back with a sigh. "That...is hard to quantify, as some sentient or sapient beings can be far less intelligent than others." He sighs again. "Sentient just means that they are fully aware of who and what they are."
*Raphael is using Denis and Douglas' NPC stats system (NPC being No Particular Creature) ;)*
"I see... Well, the wolves weren't sentient, or you would have objected to them. I would say they lie at a 3 on the scale. Thus, above three, you can be Sentient." They say, enjoying the closeness. "I... I come to you to rest because you are really the only person who can calm my doubts. My heart will listen to you, just like it listened to my god before you, so thanks for doing this."
*LOL*
Elendon sighs, and actually pulls her/them a little closer. "Of course, Raphael..." His voice trails off slightly. "Now...you were saying something about Myrn?"
"He... I was thinking of working with him to get him changed from being an angel, who are lawful good, and become a celestial Eladrin, who are chaotic good, which would more suit his personality, but I was wanting to see what you thought about this all." They say smiling at being so close, as their hands look for something to hold, "And... after this, do you think I should rest?"
*Elendon also probably heard Raphael talk to Phantom about how angels shouldn't ask their gods for gifts. Might influence stuff.
*Interesting...I'm also sensing a growing...closeness between these two; one that should probably be HIGHLY illegal in the pantheon, but...who knows what will happen here. After all, this is just an avatar...Hehehehe.*
Elendon smiles. "That...sounds like an interesting idea, Raphael, one that I actually rather like." Elendon's arm shifts around Raphael so that it's wrapped around and in front of her(?).
*Raphael loves Elendon in a nonromantic way. They Philia and Storge Elendon rather then Eros them (look up the greek words). That being said, if Elendon leads Raphael will follow no matter where it is*
"Thanks!" They say, hugging Elendon back trying to be as quiet as they can. "And thank you... thank you for helping me rest."
Elendon smiles. "Of course, Raphael." Elendon's breathing becomes rather regular, and oddly enough, it seems as though he may actually be asleep.
Raphael tenses up, trying to be completly still
*timeskip?*
*Sure.*
After a couple hours, Elendon wakes up.
Raphael is right were she was, trying not to move or make any sound
He chuckles. "You know you didn't need to stay perfectly still..."
"But... what if I accidentally wake you? I didn't want to disturb you."
He chuckles again. "It's fine, Raphael." He sighs. "I'm not easily disturbed, so don't worry next time."
"Oh... Sorry for doing that." They say, forcing a chuckle. "So... Want me to rest now?"
Elendon sighs. "Go ahead and rest, if you like, Raphael." he says with a smile.
They chuckle, before letting loose, laying their head on Elendon's lap *Timeskip?*
*Sounds good*
Raphael streatches after a while, waking up. "So... Now what?" She says, looking up to Elendon. "Um... we can go.............. fishing?" They say, looking at the lake
Elendon chuckles. "Sure." He reaches into seemingly nowhere and pulls out a pair of fishing rods, already baited.
"Cool... To be honest I have never fished. I was just wanting to suggest something." They say, as they grab one
"And it's been a couple thousand since I last went fishing so we're pretty in the same boat." He chuckles.
"Um.... Sure. But um... well mind if I ask a question?" Raphael asks, stumbling over their words as usual
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"Thank you. I think a few healing potions should dissolve them."
*Is this how this works?*
"Excuse me? Would a sword dissolve if you took a healing potion while it was in you?"
*I guess not*
"I don't know the mechanics of magic! Please take the silver bullets out of me then!`"
"One second." He goes to his room, loud & pletiniful puppy yipping can be heard a few moments after, they stop, & he comes down with a tinkerers kit, placing it on the table, "Hey why did you specify 'silver bullets' when you said that?" He says rummaging through the small toolbox.
*lol*
"Just get them out. It hurts."
"Ahah," He pulls out a small stiff metal stick with a magnet on the end, its all really slim & only about 1 cm. in diameter, "Alright where are the wounds, unless yer takin' them out."
"We shouldn't do this in the tavern main room, eh?"
"Your room, Kyle will be too much."
Finch walks upstairs and unlocks his door. His room is empty, with a pile of small twigs in one corner and a nicely made bed.
"Alright, show me the wounds." He says, only seriousness in his voice as he closes the door behind him.
Finch nods and pulls his shirt off. *How many shots did jeremiah fire?*
*How many hit?*
*Gimmie a second.*
His chest is riddled with nine bullet holes, and a bloodstain runs down his leg. "Thank the gods for healing potions."
He nods & starts taking them out, one by one & being delicate, it seems like he's done this a hundred times over.
Finch groans. "Why do you have so much experience doing this?"
"My guns didn't always work almost flawlessly." Hes already close to finished.
Finch stays perfectly still the entire time. "The burning's stopped."
"Burning? These aren't incinderiary, nor enchanted," He takes out the last one, "Tell me what going on would you?" He gets up.
Finch puts his shirt back on. "Nothing..."
He stares him in the eyes, not intimidating or mad, just stern. Insight: 13
Deception: 16 Finch stares back.
He stops, grabbing his bullets & turning to go, nothing said.
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"Thank you. I think a few healing potions should dissolve them."
*Is this how this works?*
"Excuse me? Would a sword dissolve if you took a healing potion while it was in you?"
*I guess not*
"I don't know the mechanics of magic! Please take the silver bullets out of me then!`"
"One second." He goes to his room, loud & pletiniful puppy yipping can be heard a few moments after, they stop, & he comes down with a tinkerers kit, placing it on the table, "Hey why did you specify 'silver bullets' when you said that?" He says rummaging through the small toolbox.
*lol*
"Just get them out. It hurts."
"Ahah," He pulls out a small stiff metal stick with a magnet on the end, its all really slim & only about 1 cm. in diameter, "Alright where are the wounds, unless yer takin' them out."
"We shouldn't do this in the tavern main room, eh?"
"Your room, Kyle will be too much."
Finch walks upstairs and unlocks his door. His room is empty, with a pile of small twigs in one corner and a nicely made bed.
"Alright, show me the wounds." He says, only seriousness in his voice as he closes the door behind him.
Finch nods and pulls his shirt off. *How many shots did jeremiah fire?*
*How many hit?*
*Gimmie a second.*
His chest is riddled with nine bullet holes, and a bloodstain runs down his leg. "Thank the gods for healing potions."
He nods & starts taking them out, one by one & being delicate, it seems like he's done this a hundred times over.
Finch groans. "Why do you have so much experience doing this?"
"My guns didn't always work almost flawlessly." Hes already close to finished.
Finch stays perfectly still the entire time. "The burning's stopped."
"Burning? These aren't incinderiary, nor enchanted," He takes out the last one, "Tell me what going on would you?" He gets up.
Finch puts his shirt back on. "Nothing..."
He stares him in the eyes, not intimidating or mad, just stern. Insight: 13
Deception: 16 Finch stares back.
He stops, grabbing his bullets & turning to go, nothing said.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Raphael streatches after a while, waking up. "So... Now what?" She says, looking up to Elendon. "Um... we can go.............. fishing?" They say, looking at the lake
Elendon chuckles. "Sure." He reaches into seemingly nowhere and pulls out a pair of fishing rods, already baited.
"Cool... To be honest I have never fished. I was just wanting to suggest something." They say, as they grab one
"And it's been a couple thousand since I last went fishing so we're pretty in the same boat." He chuckles.
"Um.... Sure. But um... well mind if I ask a question?" Raphael asks, stumbling over their words as usual
Elendon chuckles. "You're still nervous around me, aren't you?" He smiles. "And yes, you may."
"Daughter of the traitor-king, and a manifestor I smelled here"
"Yup! The elixir allows me to photosynthesize! This is just a minor side effect"
"The princess is under my protection."
"Like a plant..?"
"Protection? What exactly do you mean?"
"Exactly!!" She smiles widely
"I will not allow harm to come to her."
"What is the purpose of it..?"
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"Thank you. I think a few healing potions should dissolve them."
*Is this how this works?*
"Excuse me? Would a sword dissolve if you took a healing potion while it was in you?"
*I guess not*
"I don't know the mechanics of magic! Please take the silver bullets out of me then!`"
"One second." He goes to his room, loud & pletiniful puppy yipping can be heard a few moments after, they stop, & he comes down with a tinkerers kit, placing it on the table, "Hey why did you specify 'silver bullets' when you said that?" He says rummaging through the small toolbox.
*lol*
"Just get them out. It hurts."
"Ahah," He pulls out a small stiff metal stick with a magnet on the end, its all really slim & only about 1 cm. in diameter, "Alright where are the wounds, unless yer takin' them out."
"We shouldn't do this in the tavern main room, eh?"
"Your room, Kyle will be too much."
Finch walks upstairs and unlocks his door. His room is empty, with a pile of small twigs in one corner and a nicely made bed.
"Alright, show me the wounds." He says, only seriousness in his voice as he closes the door behind him.
Finch nods and pulls his shirt off. *How many shots did jeremiah fire?*
*How many hit?*
*Gimmie a second.*
His chest is riddled with nine bullet holes, and a bloodstain runs down his leg. "Thank the gods for healing potions."
He nods & starts taking them out, one by one & being delicate, it seems like he's done this a hundred times over.
Finch groans. "Why do you have so much experience doing this?"
"My guns didn't always work almost flawlessly." Hes already close to finished.
Finch stays perfectly still the entire time. "The burning's stopped."
"Burning? These aren't incinderiary, nor enchanted," He takes out the last one, "Tell me what going on would you?" He gets up.
Finch puts his shirt back on. "Nothing..."
He stares him in the eyes, not intimidating or mad, just stern. Insight: 13
Deception: 16 Finch stares back.
He stops, grabbing his bullets & turning to go, nothing said.
"Thank you."
He doesn't say anything as he leaves, shutting the door a little more forcefully than needed as he goes off.
Shenzi is fixing her braids, adding beads to them.
Pidge is on the roof, trying to make a makeshift zipline.
Kite is downstairs with a cup of water.
*Shenzi?*
Hazel walks over to kite, since i haven't had her interact with anyone else
*Tall dark skinned elf woman that's also a flind.*
"Heya mate! You new around here?"
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"Daughter of the traitor-king, and a manifestor I smelled here"
"Yup! The elixir allows me to photosynthesize! This is just a minor side effect"
"The princess is under my protection."
"Like a plant..?"
"Protection? What exactly do you mean?"
"Exactly!!" She smiles widely
"I will not allow harm to come to her."
"What is the purpose of it..?"
It growls "If theres not resistance, and she isnt the same as her father, she will be unharmed."
"Well... It means that I dont have to eat anything! And it gives more energy!"
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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)
"Welcome!" She looks up at the big red thing in the sky again.
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.
Very well. If you ever do, find me and I will owe you.
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.
*Cut chains*
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)
*Shenzi?*
Hazel walks over to kite, since i haven't had her interact with anyone else
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
"Because I like to help people!"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Flustered? I'm not flustered, you're the one who's, uh, shut up."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"What is your name?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Um.... Sure. But um... well mind if I ask a question?" Raphael asks, stumbling over their words as usual
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He stops, grabbing his bullets & turning to go, nothing said.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Fine. They state, mouth closed. Want to stay flustered? I can command it They add, winking
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Elendon and Ghost. Snip*
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!
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"Thank you."
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Elendon chuckles. "You're still nervous around me, aren't you?" He smiles. "And yes, you may."
"I will not allow harm to come to her."
"What is the purpose of it..?"
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"I say already, Nerima!"
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.
He doesn't say anything as he leaves, shutting the door a little more forcefully than needed as he goes off.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*Tall dark skinned elf woman that's also a flind.*
"Heya mate! You new around here?"
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"Wha-hey, tha-fghkshdndhfhfhhfhfjfkfjfl." She can't talk.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
It growls "If theres not resistance, and she isnt the same as her father, she will be unharmed."
"Well... It means that I dont have to eat anything! And it gives more energy!"
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)