"Well, I'm not gonna do that to ya. What do you want?"
"I... I.... Maybe some deer? Or rabbit?"
"So... a venison steak sound good? Any sides you want?"
"S-sides?"
"Yeah, what do ya want with the venison?"
"I... I dont know what you mean by 'with' it..."
Wolfe looked at her a bit. "Alright, then, I'll be back." She walks over to the bar to get Asari a decent-sized venison steak.
"... Th-thank you....."
Wolfe smirked. "No problem, kid. Enjoy."
She eats quickly, seeming to accidentally shift into hybrid form
Wolfe chuckled. "Ah, I see now..."
"Hm? S-see what?"
"Why you're probably so nervous."
She tilts her head, confused
"Maybe this'll help you understand." Wolfe smiled and her face seemed to transform into something... well, wolfish.
"Y-youre a werewolf?"
Her face went back. "Well, yeah, kid. If you're thinkin the stereotypical "oh, I want to eat everybody!" type, don't worry, I'm not."
"Hmph." Morbius snorts. "I doubt that."
Wolfe looked over and chuckled. "And what would you know, bud?"
"The last group of werewolves I ran into tore a family apart for sport. You're all the same." Morbius grumbles. "It was one of your kind that passed on the disease to me. I'm more angry, more irritated...I want to lash out on everyone. There's a serious bloodlust that comes with being a mutt like you and me, and it's taken me years to keep it under control."
Wolfe smiled. "Bloodlust? Seriously? You let a little thing like that take you out of control?"
"Beat it, mutt. You are no place to talk down to me like that." Morbius grumbles. "People like you deserve to die on a cross."
*I'm assuming Wolfe is C/E? Cuz it sounds like she accepted the curse.*
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The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that... "Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent* "Eliksni must rise...yes?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
"Think of it like this.... let's say someone absolutely hates werewolves, then they turn into one, like that guy there..." She points at Morbius. "... then that's irony, my name is Wolfe, and I'm a werewolf, that's also kind of a type of irony, just less extreme."
"Oh.... SO its just a werewolf coincidence, then..."
"Yeah."
"Ok....."
"So, exactly what type of lycan are ya?"
"I-I... How... How did you know I was one?" She seems completely unaware of the shift
"Well, when we were talking, I saw the teeth, couple that with the fact you shifted a bit while you were eating, it was easy to figure out."
"O-oh... I-Im a weretiger"
"Tiger, huh? Epic, kid."
"E-epic?"
"Yeah, awesome, amazing, all that good stuff."
"O-oh... Th-thank you.."
"No problem. How long have you been one? Or were you born like me?"
"I... was born one"
"Was one of your parents one?"
"Both"
"Both of them? Lucky, only my mom was."
".. What was your father?"
"A musician. Oh, you meant the other thing. He was a human."
"Alright... What was your mother before she was a werewolf? Her regular humanoid form?"
"Not sure, never got to ask her."
"Did... Something happen to her?"
"Oh, yeah, she died when I was a toddler."
"... H-how did she die?"
"Executed."
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"Think of it like this.... let's say someone absolutely hates werewolves, then they turn into one, like that guy there..." She points at Morbius. "... then that's irony, my name is Wolfe, and I'm a werewolf, that's also kind of a type of irony, just less extreme."
"Oh.... SO its just a werewolf coincidence, then..."
"Yeah."
"Ok....."
"So, exactly what type of lycan are ya?"
"I-I... How... How did you know I was one?" She seems completely unaware of the shift
"Well, when we were talking, I saw the teeth, couple that with the fact you shifted a bit while you were eating, it was easy to figure out."
"O-oh... I-Im a weretiger"
"Tiger, huh? Epic, kid."
"E-epic?"
"Yeah, awesome, amazing, all that good stuff."
"O-oh... Th-thank you.."
"No problem. How long have you been one? Or were you born like me?"
"I... was born one"
"Was one of your parents one?"
"Both"
"Both of them? Lucky, only my mom was."
".. What was your father?"
"A musician. Oh, you meant the other thing. He was a human."
"Alright... What was your mother before she was a werewolf? Her regular humanoid form?"
"Not sure, never got to ask her."
"Did... Something happen to her?"
"Oh, yeah, she died when I was a toddler."
"... H-how did she die?"
"Executed."
"B-by who?"
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"Well, I'm not gonna do that to ya. What do you want?"
"I... I.... Maybe some deer? Or rabbit?"
"So... a venison steak sound good? Any sides you want?"
"S-sides?"
"Yeah, what do ya want with the venison?"
"I... I dont know what you mean by 'with' it..."
Wolfe looked at her a bit. "Alright, then, I'll be back." She walks over to the bar to get Asari a decent-sized venison steak.
"... Th-thank you....."
Wolfe smirked. "No problem, kid. Enjoy."
She eats quickly, seeming to accidentally shift into hybrid form
Wolfe chuckled. "Ah, I see now..."
"Hm? S-see what?"
"Why you're probably so nervous."
She tilts her head, confused
"Maybe this'll help you understand." Wolfe smiled and her face seemed to transform into something... well, wolfish.
"Y-youre a werewolf?"
Her face went back. "Well, yeah, kid. If you're thinkin the stereotypical "oh, I want to eat everybody!" type, don't worry, I'm not."
"Hmph." Morbius snorts. "I doubt that."
Wolfe looked over and chuckled. "And what would you know, bud?"
"The last group of werewolves I ran into tore a family apart for sport. You're all the same." Morbius grumbles. "It was one of your kind that passed on the disease to me. I'm more angry, more irritated...I want to lash out on everyone. There's a serious bloodlust that comes with being a mutt like you and me, and it's taken me years to keep it under control."
Wolfe smiled. "Bloodlust? Seriously? You let a little thing like that take you out of control?"
"Beat it, mutt. You are no place to talk down to me like that." Morbius grumbles. "People like you deserve to die on a cross."
*I'm assuming Wolfe is C/E? Cuz it sounds like she accepted the curse.*
*Nope, she's C/G. She was born.*
*Funny video game reference*
"I ain't goin nowhere, [1gp]hat. Deal with it."
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"Think of it like this.... let's say someone absolutely hates werewolves, then they turn into one, like that guy there..." She points at Morbius. "... then that's irony, my name is Wolfe, and I'm a werewolf, that's also kind of a type of irony, just less extreme."
"Oh.... SO its just a werewolf coincidence, then..."
"Yeah."
"Ok....."
"So, exactly what type of lycan are ya?"
"I-I... How... How did you know I was one?" She seems completely unaware of the shift
"Well, when we were talking, I saw the teeth, couple that with the fact you shifted a bit while you were eating, it was easy to figure out."
"O-oh... I-Im a weretiger"
"Tiger, huh? Epic, kid."
"E-epic?"
"Yeah, awesome, amazing, all that good stuff."
"O-oh... Th-thank you.."
"No problem. How long have you been one? Or were you born like me?"
"I... was born one"
"Was one of your parents one?"
"Both"
"Both of them? Lucky, only my mom was."
".. What was your father?"
"A musician. Oh, you meant the other thing. He was a human."
"Alright... What was your mother before she was a werewolf? Her regular humanoid form?"
"Not sure, never got to ask her."
"Did... Something happen to her?"
"Oh, yeah, she died when I was a toddler."
"... H-how did she die?"
"Executed."
"B-by who?"
"Well, that's a bit complicated. The one who gave the order is technically at fault, the ones who did it in person are also at fault, though it wouldn't have happened in the first place if someone didn't report her."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
"Well, I'm not gonna do that to ya. What do you want?"
"I... I.... Maybe some deer? Or rabbit?"
"So... a venison steak sound good? Any sides you want?"
"S-sides?"
"Yeah, what do ya want with the venison?"
"I... I dont know what you mean by 'with' it..."
Wolfe looked at her a bit. "Alright, then, I'll be back." She walks over to the bar to get Asari a decent-sized venison steak.
"... Th-thank you....."
Wolfe smirked. "No problem, kid. Enjoy."
She eats quickly, seeming to accidentally shift into hybrid form
Wolfe chuckled. "Ah, I see now..."
"Hm? S-see what?"
"Why you're probably so nervous."
She tilts her head, confused
"Maybe this'll help you understand." Wolfe smiled and her face seemed to transform into something... well, wolfish.
"Y-youre a werewolf?"
Her face went back. "Well, yeah, kid. If you're thinkin the stereotypical "oh, I want to eat everybody!" type, don't worry, I'm not."
"Hmph." Morbius snorts. "I doubt that."
Wolfe looked over and chuckled. "And what would you know, bud?"
"The last group of werewolves I ran into tore a family apart for sport. You're all the same." Morbius grumbles. "It was one of your kind that passed on the disease to me. I'm more angry, more irritated...I want to lash out on everyone. There's a serious bloodlust that comes with being a mutt like you and me, and it's taken me years to keep it under control."
Wolfe smiled. "Bloodlust? Seriously? You let a little thing like that take you out of control?"
"Beat it, mutt. You are no place to talk down to me like that." Morbius grumbles. "People like you deserve to die on a cross."
*I'm assuming Wolfe is C/E? Cuz it sounds like she accepted the curse.*
*Nope, she's C/G. She was born.*
*Funny video game reference*
"I ain't goin nowhere, [1gp]hat. Deal with it."
*ALright, makes sense. Morbius was bitten so he has to battle his bloodthirsty thoughts.*
"Then keep your disease under control. If I get word of a bipedal wolf eating civilians, my blades will be the last things you see."
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The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that... "Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent* "Eliksni must rise...yes?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
Seph sighed and got up, finally winning the internal argument to go take a walk. They stretched and walked out to the morning sunlight. They moved their black hair out from their eyes and began their walk.
Adder was staying by Azazel, glaring and letting out a feral growl at anybody who came near him.
Sable was sitting down in the library, he was sharpening his nails and reading. The book title read "Dark Deception and other Maps of the underworld". A few empty vials of iron smelling red liquid sat by him and glass with wine in it.
"Well, I'm not gonna do that to ya. What do you want?"
"I... I.... Maybe some deer? Or rabbit?"
"So... a venison steak sound good? Any sides you want?"
"S-sides?"
"Yeah, what do ya want with the venison?"
"I... I dont know what you mean by 'with' it..."
Wolfe looked at her a bit. "Alright, then, I'll be back." She walks over to the bar to get Asari a decent-sized venison steak.
"... Th-thank you....."
Wolfe smirked. "No problem, kid. Enjoy."
She eats quickly, seeming to accidentally shift into hybrid form
Wolfe chuckled. "Ah, I see now..."
"Hm? S-see what?"
"Why you're probably so nervous."
She tilts her head, confused
"Maybe this'll help you understand." Wolfe smiled and her face seemed to transform into something... well, wolfish.
"Y-youre a werewolf?"
Her face went back. "Well, yeah, kid. If you're thinkin the stereotypical "oh, I want to eat everybody!" type, don't worry, I'm not."
"Hmph." Morbius snorts. "I doubt that."
Wolfe looked over and chuckled. "And what would you know, bud?"
"The last group of werewolves I ran into tore a family apart for sport. You're all the same." Morbius grumbles. "It was one of your kind that passed on the disease to me. I'm more angry, more irritated...I want to lash out on everyone. There's a serious bloodlust that comes with being a mutt like you and me, and it's taken me years to keep it under control."
Wolfe smiled. "Bloodlust? Seriously? You let a little thing like that take you out of control?"
"Beat it, mutt. You are no place to talk down to me like that." Morbius grumbles. "People like you deserve to die on a cross."
*I'm assuming Wolfe is C/E? Cuz it sounds like she accepted the curse.*
*Nope, she's C/G. She was born.*
*Funny video game reference*
"I ain't goin nowhere, [1gp]hat. Deal with it."
*ALright, makes sense. Morbius was bitten so he has to battle his bloodthirsty thoughts.*
"Then keep your disease under control. If I get word of a bipedal wolf eating civilians, my blades will be the last things you see."
"You gotta stop opening up with threats, it'll get you killed if someone takes it the wrong way. You're lucky I'm nice."
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Seph sighed and got up, finally winning the internal argument to go take a walk. They stretched and walked out to the morning sunlight. They moved their black hair out from their eyes and began their walk.
Adder was staying by Azazel, glaring and letting out a feral growl at anybody who came near him.
Sable was sitting down in the library, he was sharpening his nails and reading. The book title read "Dark Deception and other Maps of the underworld". A few empty vials of iron smelling red liquid sat by him and glass with wine in it.
"A-adder, calm down p-please"
galax is about 10 miles from neverwinter, heading towrds gnomegarden, trying to get a protetic leg
"Well, I'm not gonna do that to ya. What do you want?"
"I... I.... Maybe some deer? Or rabbit?"
"So... a venison steak sound good? Any sides you want?"
"S-sides?"
"Yeah, what do ya want with the venison?"
"I... I dont know what you mean by 'with' it..."
Wolfe looked at her a bit. "Alright, then, I'll be back." She walks over to the bar to get Asari a decent-sized venison steak.
"... Th-thank you....."
Wolfe smirked. "No problem, kid. Enjoy."
She eats quickly, seeming to accidentally shift into hybrid form
Wolfe chuckled. "Ah, I see now..."
"Hm? S-see what?"
"Why you're probably so nervous."
She tilts her head, confused
"Maybe this'll help you understand." Wolfe smiled and her face seemed to transform into something... well, wolfish.
"Y-youre a werewolf?"
Her face went back. "Well, yeah, kid. If you're thinkin the stereotypical "oh, I want to eat everybody!" type, don't worry, I'm not."
"Hmph." Morbius snorts. "I doubt that."
Wolfe looked over and chuckled. "And what would you know, bud?"
"The last group of werewolves I ran into tore a family apart for sport. You're all the same." Morbius grumbles. "It was one of your kind that passed on the disease to me. I'm more angry, more irritated...I want to lash out on everyone. There's a serious bloodlust that comes with being a mutt like you and me, and it's taken me years to keep it under control."
Wolfe smiled. "Bloodlust? Seriously? You let a little thing like that take you out of control?"
"Beat it, mutt. You are no place to talk down to me like that." Morbius grumbles. "People like you deserve to die on a cross."
*I'm assuming Wolfe is C/E? Cuz it sounds like she accepted the curse.*
*Nope, she's C/G. She was born.*
*Funny video game reference*
"I ain't goin nowhere, [1gp]hat. Deal with it."
*ALright, makes sense. Morbius was bitten so he has to battle his bloodthirsty thoughts.*
"Then keep your disease under control. If I get word of a bipedal wolf eating civilians, my blades will be the last things you see."
"You gotta stop opening up with threats, it'll get you killed if someone takes it the wrong way. You're lucky I'm nice."
"I've been told that too many times." Morbius grumbles, "You better watch yourself, mutt."
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The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that... "Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent* "Eliksni must rise...yes?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
Seph sighed and got up, finally winning the internal argument to go take a walk. They stretched and walked out to the morning sunlight. They moved their black hair out from their eyes and began their walk.
Adder was staying by Azazel, glaring and letting out a feral growl at anybody who came near him.
Sable was sitting down in the library, he was sharpening his nails and reading. The book title read "Dark Deception and other Maps of the underworld". A few empty vials of iron smelling red liquid sat by him and glass with wine in it.
"A-adder, calm down p-please"
Adder narrowed his eyes "Im not going too, I have to make sure you heal"
*I randomly decided to do a complete re-design for adder. ill send you something about*
Seph sighed and got up, finally winning the internal argument to go take a walk. They stretched and walked out to the morning sunlight. They moved their black hair out from their eyes and began their walk.
Adder was staying by Azazel, glaring and letting out a feral growl at anybody who came near him.
Sable was sitting down in the library, he was sharpening his nails and reading. The book title read "Dark Deception and other Maps of the underworld". A few empty vials of iron smelling red liquid sat by him and glass with wine in it.
"A-adder, calm down p-please"
galax is about 10 miles from neverwinter, heading towrds gnomegarden, trying to get a protetic leg
*Funny thing is, azazel can probably just sow his leg back on if he could find it*
Seph sighed and got up, finally winning the internal argument to go take a walk. They stretched and walked out to the morning sunlight. They moved their black hair out from their eyes and began their walk.
Adder was staying by Azazel, glaring and letting out a feral growl at anybody who came near him.
Sable was sitting down in the library, he was sharpening his nails and reading. The book title read "Dark Deception and other Maps of the underworld". A few empty vials of iron smelling red liquid sat by him and glass with wine in it.
"A-adder, calm down p-please"
galax is about 10 miles from neverwinter, heading towrds gnomegarden, trying to get a protetic leg
*Funny thing is, azazel can probably just sow his leg back on if he could find it*
*well, galax has already left, and gnomes hate kobolds whelp*
"Well, I'm not gonna do that to ya. What do you want?"
"I... I.... Maybe some deer? Or rabbit?"
"So... a venison steak sound good? Any sides you want?"
"S-sides?"
"Yeah, what do ya want with the venison?"
"I... I dont know what you mean by 'with' it..."
Wolfe looked at her a bit. "Alright, then, I'll be back." She walks over to the bar to get Asari a decent-sized venison steak.
"... Th-thank you....."
Wolfe smirked. "No problem, kid. Enjoy."
She eats quickly, seeming to accidentally shift into hybrid form
Wolfe chuckled. "Ah, I see now..."
"Hm? S-see what?"
"Why you're probably so nervous."
She tilts her head, confused
"Maybe this'll help you understand." Wolfe smiled and her face seemed to transform into something... well, wolfish.
"Y-youre a werewolf?"
Her face went back. "Well, yeah, kid. If you're thinkin the stereotypical "oh, I want to eat everybody!" type, don't worry, I'm not."
"Hmph." Morbius snorts. "I doubt that."
Wolfe looked over and chuckled. "And what would you know, bud?"
"The last group of werewolves I ran into tore a family apart for sport. You're all the same." Morbius grumbles. "It was one of your kind that passed on the disease to me. I'm more angry, more irritated...I want to lash out on everyone. There's a serious bloodlust that comes with being a mutt like you and me, and it's taken me years to keep it under control."
Wolfe smiled. "Bloodlust? Seriously? You let a little thing like that take you out of control?"
"Beat it, mutt. You are no place to talk down to me like that." Morbius grumbles. "People like you deserve to die on a cross."
*I'm assuming Wolfe is C/E? Cuz it sounds like she accepted the curse.*
*Nope, she's C/G. She was born.*
*Funny video game reference*
"I ain't goin nowhere, [1gp]hat. Deal with it."
*ALright, makes sense. Morbius was bitten so he has to battle his bloodthirsty thoughts.*
"Then keep your disease under control. If I get word of a bipedal wolf eating civilians, my blades will be the last things you see."
"You gotta stop opening up with threats, it'll get you killed if someone takes it the wrong way. You're lucky I'm nice."
"I've been told that too many times." Morbius grumbles, "You better watch yourself, mutt."
"My name's Wolfe."
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Seph sighed and got up, finally winning the internal argument to go take a walk. They stretched and walked out to the morning sunlight. They moved their black hair out from their eyes and began their walk.
Adder was staying by Azazel, glaring and letting out a feral growl at anybody who came near him.
Sable was sitting down in the library, he was sharpening his nails and reading. The book title read "Dark Deception and other Maps of the underworld". A few empty vials of iron smelling red liquid sat by him and glass with wine in it.
"A-adder, calm down p-please"
Adder narrowed his eyes "Im not going too, I have to make sure you heal"
*I randomly decided to do a complete re-design for adder. ill send you something about*
Azazel tugs on adder's collar, "You're lucky you're tall, or i'd say a lot of things." Azazel sighs, then thinks of something, "Oh, can you see if my leg hasn't been eaten by animals yet then? That would be helpful."
"Well, I'm not gonna do that to ya. What do you want?"
"I... I.... Maybe some deer? Or rabbit?"
"So... a venison steak sound good? Any sides you want?"
"S-sides?"
"Yeah, what do ya want with the venison?"
"I... I dont know what you mean by 'with' it..."
Wolfe looked at her a bit. "Alright, then, I'll be back." She walks over to the bar to get Asari a decent-sized venison steak.
"... Th-thank you....."
Wolfe smirked. "No problem, kid. Enjoy."
She eats quickly, seeming to accidentally shift into hybrid form
Wolfe chuckled. "Ah, I see now..."
"Hm? S-see what?"
"Why you're probably so nervous."
She tilts her head, confused
"Maybe this'll help you understand." Wolfe smiled and her face seemed to transform into something... well, wolfish.
"Y-youre a werewolf?"
Her face went back. "Well, yeah, kid. If you're thinkin the stereotypical "oh, I want to eat everybody!" type, don't worry, I'm not."
"Hmph." Morbius snorts. "I doubt that."
Wolfe looked over and chuckled. "And what would you know, bud?"
"The last group of werewolves I ran into tore a family apart for sport. You're all the same." Morbius grumbles. "It was one of your kind that passed on the disease to me. I'm more angry, more irritated...I want to lash out on everyone. There's a serious bloodlust that comes with being a mutt like you and me, and it's taken me years to keep it under control."
Wolfe smiled. "Bloodlust? Seriously? You let a little thing like that take you out of control?"
"Beat it, mutt. You are no place to talk down to me like that." Morbius grumbles. "People like you deserve to die on a cross."
*I'm assuming Wolfe is C/E? Cuz it sounds like she accepted the curse.*
*Nope, she's C/G. She was born.*
*Funny video game reference*
"I ain't goin nowhere, [1gp]hat. Deal with it."
*ALright, makes sense. Morbius was bitten so he has to battle his bloodthirsty thoughts.*
"Then keep your disease under control. If I get word of a bipedal wolf eating civilians, my blades will be the last things you see."
"You gotta stop opening up with threats, it'll get you killed if someone takes it the wrong way. You're lucky I'm nice."
"I've been told that too many times." Morbius grumbles, "You better watch yourself, mutt."
"My name's Wolfe."
"Same thing. Dog...puppy...mutt."
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The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that... "Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent* "Eliksni must rise...yes?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
Seph sighed and got up, finally winning the internal argument to go take a walk. They stretched and walked out to the morning sunlight. They moved their black hair out from their eyes and began their walk.
Adder was staying by Azazel, glaring and letting out a feral growl at anybody who came near him.
Sable was sitting down in the library, he was sharpening his nails and reading. The book title read "Dark Deception and other Maps of the underworld". A few empty vials of iron smelling red liquid sat by him and glass with wine in it.
"A-adder, calm down p-please"
Adder narrowed his eyes "Im not going too, I have to make sure you heal"
*I randomly decided to do a complete re-design for adder. ill send you something about*
Azazel tugs on adder's collar, "You're lucky you're tall, or i'd say a lot of things." Azazel sighs, then thinks of something, "Oh, can you see if my leg hasn't been eaten by animals yet then? That would be helpful."
*Yaaas*
"I think the tiny dragon just went out to find it" he said and sat his head down on Azazel's chest like a loyal dog
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𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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"Beat it, mutt. You are no place to talk down to me like that." Morbius grumbles. "People like you deserve to die on a cross."
*I'm assuming Wolfe is C/E? Cuz it sounds like she accepted the curse.*
The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that...
"Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent*
"Eliksni must rise...yes?"
_________
When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
"Executed."
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.
"B-by who?"
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)
*Nope, she's C/G. She was born.*
*Funny video game reference*
"I ain't goin nowhere, [1gp]hat. Deal with it."
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.
"I'm ok....." Azazel says, "Do y-you have a spare leg?"
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
"Well, that's a bit complicated. The one who gave the order is technically at fault, the ones who did it in person are also at fault, though it wouldn't have happened in the first place if someone didn't report her."
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.
*ALright, makes sense. Morbius was bitten so he has to battle his bloodthirsty thoughts.*
"Then keep your disease under control. If I get word of a bipedal wolf eating civilians, my blades will be the last things you see."
The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that...
"Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent*
"Eliksni must rise...yes?"
_________
When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
"A-adder, calm down p-please"
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
galax casts longstrider on his horse, putting the time needed to travel to one more hour
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
"You gotta stop opening up with threats, it'll get you killed if someone takes it the wrong way. You're lucky I'm nice."
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.
galax is about 10 miles from neverwinter, heading towrds gnomegarden, trying to get a protetic leg
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
"I've been told that too many times." Morbius grumbles, "You better watch yourself, mutt."
The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that...
"Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent*
"Eliksni must rise...yes?"
_________
When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
Adder narrowed his eyes "Im not going too, I have to make sure you heal"
*I randomly decided to do a complete re-design for adder. ill send you something about*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Funny thing is, azazel can probably just sow his leg back on if he could find it*
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
*well, galax has already left, and gnomes hate kobolds whelp*
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
"My name's Wolfe."
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.
Azazel tugs on adder's collar, "You're lucky you're tall, or i'd say a lot of things." Azazel sighs, then thinks of something, "Oh, can you see if my leg hasn't been eaten by animals yet then? That would be helpful."
*Yaaas*
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
"Same thing. Dog...puppy...mutt."
The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that...
"Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent*
"Eliksni must rise...yes?"
_________
When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
* what are peoples free characters doing?*
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"I think the tiny dragon just went out to find it" he said and sat his head down on Azazel's chest like a loyal dog
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘