"What kind?" Wyatt ate the last bit of his calzone thing.
"A little robot."
"What's a robot?"
Albwin shrugs. "Its big and made of metal."
"Oh, like armor?"
"Sort of."
"Cool! Are you good at making things?"
"Sort of..."
"That's so cool! What other things can you make? How big can you make something? Can you make weapons? How'd you learn to make stuff? Was your family good at making things? How small can you make things?"
Albwin becomes slightly overwhelmed. "I dont have my fathers talent."
"I don't know your father, so it doesn't matter!"
"It did. When he was alive."
"But now it doesn't! You are in his place, so you are cool!"
Timber sighs slightly. "Want me to show you something else?" She wants to divert the subject so Albwin doesn't feel sad.
Wyatt, easily distracted, eagerly turned back to Timber. "Oh, YES!" The sugar cubes seems to have taken effect.
Timber shows him her otter, Scamper. "You can unbuckle his back and I keep all my stuff in there. He's my friend, and also my backpack!"
"SO CUTE! I LOVE OTTERS!" He excitedly pet the backpack as if it was an actual animal.
Timber smiles, but inwardly she's just a little bit afraid of Wyatt.
He smiled like a maniac, and focused back on her. "I'll show you something cool, too!" He held up a hand, attempting to summon a knife made of ice.
*If this roll is anything other than a 1, ignore this and the knife forms slowly in his hand, if it is a 1, don't react yet and let me roll to see what actually happens: 13*
A bearded devil slightly resembling an elf and a human at once walks into the tavern. A glaive on his back. He surveys the tavern before sitting down at table
Caelum tenses up and lets her fingers become slightly sharper and more scaled.
*This rencarnation is gonna be fun*
He notices this and glares at Caelum
Caelum forcibly relaxes, but doesn't let her fingers go back down to normal.
"Whats wrong with you?"
"I'm sorry. I... don't like fiends, in general."
He scoffs
"I just want you to know I'm having remarkable self control right now, all things considered."
"Whatever."
"Your kind... Your kind massacred my people."
"Well I didn't kill anyone except in the blood wars so you can cool off."
Valvyre perks up and skates toward Devil Theren. "Hello... fellow devil... how is the battlefield...? I have been... gone... for quite a time...." *Valvyre is an ice devil so he's definitely higher up than Devil Theren*
"Annoying."
"Bite your tongue... bearded fool... I outrank you..."
His hand twitches almost in an urge to go for his weapon. "You are very annoying."
"And yet I am a captain of the Shattered Heart platoon. Stand down or I will rip you apart and maybe someone will delight in eating you as a weak lemure." Valvyre quits his speech lapsing and stands up really high, unfolding his grasshoppery legs.
A levitating rat suddenly appears in his face, squeaking loudly.
Valvyre opens his hideous frozen mandibles and swallows the rat whole.
It squirms in his throat, still alive because tavern.
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"What kind?" Wyatt ate the last bit of his calzone thing.
"A little robot."
"What's a robot?"
Albwin shrugs. "Its big and made of metal."
"Oh, like armor?"
"Sort of."
"Cool! Are you good at making things?"
"Sort of..."
"That's so cool! What other things can you make? How big can you make something? Can you make weapons? How'd you learn to make stuff? Was your family good at making things? How small can you make things?"
Albwin becomes slightly overwhelmed. "I dont have my fathers talent."
"I don't know your father, so it doesn't matter!"
"It did. When he was alive."
"But now it doesn't! You are in his place, so you are cool!"
Timber sighs slightly. "Want me to show you something else?" She wants to divert the subject so Albwin doesn't feel sad.
Wyatt, easily distracted, eagerly turned back to Timber. "Oh, YES!" The sugar cubes seems to have taken effect.
Timber shows him her otter, Scamper. "You can unbuckle his back and I keep all my stuff in there. He's my friend, and also my backpack!"
"SO CUTE! I LOVE OTTERS!" He excitedly pet the backpack as if it was an actual animal.
Timber smiles, but inwardly she's just a little bit afraid of Wyatt.
He smiled like a maniac, and focused back on her. "I'll show you something cool, too!" He held up a hand, attempting to summon a knife made of ice.
*If this roll is anything other than a 1, ignore this and the knife forms slowly in his hand, if it is a 1, don't react yet and let me roll to see what actually happens: 13*
Timber smiles nervously. "...Cool!"
He then tosses it up, where it explodes into a bunch of small ice shards that fall harmlessly onto everyone in the nearby area.
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A bearded devil slightly resembling an elf and a human at once walks into the tavern. A glaive on his back. He surveys the tavern before sitting down at table
Caelum tenses up and lets her fingers become slightly sharper and more scaled.
*This rencarnation is gonna be fun*
He notices this and glares at Caelum
Caelum forcibly relaxes, but doesn't let her fingers go back down to normal.
"Whats wrong with you?"
"I'm sorry. I... don't like fiends, in general."
He scoffs
"I just want you to know I'm having remarkable self control right now, all things considered."
"Whatever."
"Your kind... Your kind massacred my people."
"Well I didn't kill anyone except in the blood wars so you can cool off."
Valvyre perks up and skates toward Devil Theren. "Hello... fellow devil... how is the battlefield...? I have been... gone... for quite a time...." *Valvyre is an ice devil so he's definitely higher up than Devil Theren*
"Annoying."
"Bite your tongue... bearded fool... I outrank you..."
His hand twitches almost in an urge to go for his weapon. "You are very annoying."
"And yet I am a captain of the Shattered Heart platoon. Stand down or I will rip you apart and maybe someone will delight in eating you as a weak lemure." Valvyre quits his speech lapsing and stands up really high, unfolding his grasshoppery legs.
A levitating rat suddenly appears in his face, squeaking loudly.
Valvyre opens his hideous frozen mandibles and swallows the rat whole.
It squirms in his throat, still alive because tavern.
A bearded devil slightly resembling an elf and a human at once walks into the tavern. A glaive on his back. He surveys the tavern before sitting down at table
Caelum tenses up and lets her fingers become slightly sharper and more scaled.
*This rencarnation is gonna be fun*
He notices this and glares at Caelum
Caelum forcibly relaxes, but doesn't let her fingers go back down to normal.
"Whats wrong with you?"
"I'm sorry. I... don't like fiends, in general."
He scoffs
"I just want you to know I'm having remarkable self control right now, all things considered."
"Whatever."
"Your kind... Your kind massacred my people."
"Well I didn't kill anyone except in the blood wars so you can cool off."
Valvyre perks up and skates toward Devil Theren. "Hello... fellow devil... how is the battlefield...? I have been... gone... for quite a time...." *Valvyre is an ice devil so he's definitely higher up than Devil Theren*
"Annoying."
"Bite your tongue... bearded fool... I outrank you..."
His hand twitches almost in an urge to go for his weapon. "You are very annoying."
"And yet I am a captain of the Shattered Heart platoon. Stand down or I will rip you apart and maybe someone will delight in eating you as a weak lemure." Valvyre quits his speech lapsing and stands up really high, unfolding his grasshoppery legs.
A levitating rat suddenly appears in his face, squeaking loudly.
Valvyre opens his hideous frozen mandibles and swallows the rat whole.
It squirms in his throat, still alive because tavern.
"Have a... lovely existence... rat..."
*Valvyre is quite the sadist*
It bites and claws at the inside of his throat as it tries to crawls and levitate back up, possibly activating his gag reflex.
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"What kind?" Wyatt ate the last bit of his calzone thing.
"A little robot."
"What's a robot?"
Albwin shrugs. "Its big and made of metal."
"Oh, like armor?"
"Sort of."
"Cool! Are you good at making things?"
"Sort of..."
"That's so cool! What other things can you make? How big can you make something? Can you make weapons? How'd you learn to make stuff? Was your family good at making things? How small can you make things?"
Albwin becomes slightly overwhelmed. "I dont have my fathers talent."
"I don't know your father, so it doesn't matter!"
"It did. When he was alive."
"But now it doesn't! You are in his place, so you are cool!"
Timber sighs slightly. "Want me to show you something else?" She wants to divert the subject so Albwin doesn't feel sad.
Wyatt, easily distracted, eagerly turned back to Timber. "Oh, YES!" The sugar cubes seems to have taken effect.
Timber shows him her otter, Scamper. "You can unbuckle his back and I keep all my stuff in there. He's my friend, and also my backpack!"
"SO CUTE! I LOVE OTTERS!" He excitedly pet the backpack as if it was an actual animal.
Timber smiles, but inwardly she's just a little bit afraid of Wyatt.
He smiled like a maniac, and focused back on her. "I'll show you something cool, too!" He held up a hand, attempting to summon a knife made of ice.
*If this roll is anything other than a 1, ignore this and the knife forms slowly in his hand, if it is a 1, don't react yet and let me roll to see what actually happens: 13*
Timber smiles nervously. "...Cool!"
He then tosses it up, where it explodes into a bunch of small ice shards that fall harmlessly onto everyone in the nearby area.
Timber looks over at Albwin. I... don't think Wyatt is entirely sane...
A bearded devil slightly resembling an elf and a human at once walks into the tavern. A glaive on his back. He surveys the tavern before sitting down at table
Caelum tenses up and lets her fingers become slightly sharper and more scaled.
*This rencarnation is gonna be fun*
He notices this and glares at Caelum
Caelum forcibly relaxes, but doesn't let her fingers go back down to normal.
"Whats wrong with you?"
"I'm sorry. I... don't like fiends, in general."
He scoffs
"I just want you to know I'm having remarkable self control right now, all things considered."
"Whatever."
"Your kind... Your kind massacred my people."
"Well I didn't kill anyone except in the blood wars so you can cool off."
Valvyre perks up and skates toward Devil Theren. "Hello... fellow devil... how is the battlefield...? I have been... gone... for quite a time...." *Valvyre is an ice devil so he's definitely higher up than Devil Theren*
"Annoying."
"Bite your tongue... bearded fool... I outrank you..."
His hand twitches almost in an urge to go for his weapon. "You are very annoying."
"And yet I am a captain of the Shattered Heart platoon. Stand down or I will rip you apart and maybe someone will delight in eating you as a weak lemure." Valvyre quits his speech lapsing and stands up really high, unfolding his grasshoppery legs.
A levitating rat suddenly appears in his face, squeaking loudly.
Valvyre opens his hideous frozen mandibles and swallows the rat whole.
It squirms in his throat, still alive because tavern.
"Have a... lovely existence... rat..."
*Valvyre is quite the sadist*
It bites and claws at the inside of his throat as it tries to crawls and levitate back up, possibly activating his gag reflex.
Valvyre spits it out and freezes it solid, where it will live forever, seeing everything around it and never being able to affect anything...
A bearded devil slightly resembling an elf and a human at once walks into the tavern. A glaive on his back. He surveys the tavern before sitting down at table
Caelum tenses up and lets her fingers become slightly sharper and more scaled.
*This rencarnation is gonna be fun*
He notices this and glares at Caelum
Caelum forcibly relaxes, but doesn't let her fingers go back down to normal.
"Whats wrong with you?"
"I'm sorry. I... don't like fiends, in general."
He scoffs
"I just want you to know I'm having remarkable self control right now, all things considered."
"Whatever."
"Your kind... Your kind massacred my people."
"Well I didn't kill anyone except in the blood wars so you can cool off."
Valvyre perks up and skates toward Devil Theren. "Hello... fellow devil... how is the battlefield...? I have been... gone... for quite a time...." *Valvyre is an ice devil so he's definitely higher up than Devil Theren*
"Annoying."
"Bite your tongue... bearded fool... I outrank you..."
His hand twitches almost in an urge to go for his weapon. "You are very annoying."
"And yet I am a captain of the Shattered Heart platoon. Stand down or I will rip you apart and maybe someone will delight in eating you as a weak lemure." Valvyre quits his speech lapsing and stands up really high, unfolding his grasshoppery legs.
A levitating rat suddenly appears in his face, squeaking loudly.
Valvyre opens his hideous frozen mandibles and swallows the rat whole.
It squirms in his throat, still alive because tavern.
"Have a... lovely existence... rat..."
*Valvyre is quite the sadist*
It bites and claws at the inside of his throat as it tries to crawls and levitate back up, possibly activating his gag reflex.
Valvyre spits it out and freezes it solid, where it will live forever, seeing everything around it and never being able to affect anything...
Wyatt walks over, picks it up, and walks off, licking it like an ice pop.
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A bearded devil slightly resembling an elf and a human at once walks into the tavern. A glaive on his back. He surveys the tavern before sitting down at table
Caelum tenses up and lets her fingers become slightly sharper and more scaled.
*This rencarnation is gonna be fun*
He notices this and glares at Caelum
Caelum forcibly relaxes, but doesn't let her fingers go back down to normal.
"Whats wrong with you?"
"I'm sorry. I... don't like fiends, in general."
He scoffs
"I just want you to know I'm having remarkable self control right now, all things considered."
"Whatever."
"Your kind... Your kind massacred my people."
"Well I didn't kill anyone except in the blood wars so you can cool off."
Valvyre perks up and skates toward Devil Theren. "Hello... fellow devil... how is the battlefield...? I have been... gone... for quite a time...." *Valvyre is an ice devil so he's definitely higher up than Devil Theren*
"Annoying."
"Bite your tongue... bearded fool... I outrank you..."
His hand twitches almost in an urge to go for his weapon. "You are very annoying."
"And yet I am a captain of the Shattered Heart platoon. Stand down or I will rip you apart and maybe someone will delight in eating you as a weak lemure." Valvyre quits his speech lapsing and stands up really high, unfolding his grasshoppery legs.
A levitating rat suddenly appears in his face, squeaking loudly.
Valvyre opens his hideous frozen mandibles and swallows the rat whole.
It squirms in his throat, still alive because tavern.
"Have a... lovely existence... rat..."
*Valvyre is quite the sadist*
It bites and claws at the inside of his throat as it tries to crawls and levitate back up, possibly activating his gag reflex.
Valvyre spits it out and freezes it solid, where it will live forever, seeing everything around it and never being able to affect anything...
Wyatt walks over, picks it up, and walks off, licking it like an ice pop.
Valvyre reaches to his mind. Child... perhaps I can interest you... in getting... almost anything... you desire...?
"What kind?" Wyatt ate the last bit of his calzone thing.
"A little robot."
"What's a robot?"
Albwin shrugs. "Its big and made of metal."
"Oh, like armor?"
"Sort of."
"Cool! Are you good at making things?"
"Sort of..."
"That's so cool! What other things can you make? How big can you make something? Can you make weapons? How'd you learn to make stuff? Was your family good at making things? How small can you make things?"
Albwin becomes slightly overwhelmed. "I dont have my fathers talent."
"I don't know your father, so it doesn't matter!"
"It did. When he was alive."
"But now it doesn't! You are in his place, so you are cool!"
Timber sighs slightly. "Want me to show you something else?" She wants to divert the subject so Albwin doesn't feel sad.
Wyatt, easily distracted, eagerly turned back to Timber. "Oh, YES!" The sugar cubes seems to have taken effect.
Timber shows him her otter, Scamper. "You can unbuckle his back and I keep all my stuff in there. He's my friend, and also my backpack!"
"SO CUTE! I LOVE OTTERS!" He excitedly pet the backpack as if it was an actual animal.
Timber smiles, but inwardly she's just a little bit afraid of Wyatt.
He smiled like a maniac, and focused back on her. "I'll show you something cool, too!" He held up a hand, attempting to summon a knife made of ice.
*If this roll is anything other than a 1, ignore this and the knife forms slowly in his hand, if it is a 1, don't react yet and let me roll to see what actually happens: 13*
Timber smiles nervously. "...Cool!"
He then tosses it up, where it explodes into a bunch of small ice shards that fall harmlessly onto everyone in the nearby area.
Timber looks over at Albwin. I... don't think Wyatt is entirely sane...
*These are the reactions I am looking for.*
Wyatt continues to laugh to himself as he generally causes minor chaos throughout the tavern: replacing salt with sugar and vice versa, tossing bugs and even another rat, replacing hot sauce with ketchup and vice versa...
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A bearded devil slightly resembling an elf and a human at once walks into the tavern. A glaive on his back. He surveys the tavern before sitting down at table
Caelum tenses up and lets her fingers become slightly sharper and more scaled.
*This rencarnation is gonna be fun*
He notices this and glares at Caelum
Caelum forcibly relaxes, but doesn't let her fingers go back down to normal.
"Whats wrong with you?"
"I'm sorry. I... don't like fiends, in general."
He scoffs
"I just want you to know I'm having remarkable self control right now, all things considered."
"Whatever."
"Your kind... Your kind massacred my people."
"Well I didn't kill anyone except in the blood wars so you can cool off."
Valvyre perks up and skates toward Devil Theren. "Hello... fellow devil... how is the battlefield...? I have been... gone... for quite a time...." *Valvyre is an ice devil so he's definitely higher up than Devil Theren*
"Annoying."
"Bite your tongue... bearded fool... I outrank you..."
His hand twitches almost in an urge to go for his weapon. "You are very annoying."
"And yet I am a captain of the Shattered Heart platoon. Stand down or I will rip you apart and maybe someone will delight in eating you as a weak lemure." Valvyre quits his speech lapsing and stands up really high, unfolding his grasshoppery legs.
A levitating rat suddenly appears in his face, squeaking loudly.
Valvyre opens his hideous frozen mandibles and swallows the rat whole.
It squirms in his throat, still alive because tavern.
"Have a... lovely existence... rat..."
*Valvyre is quite the sadist*
It bites and claws at the inside of his throat as it tries to crawls and levitate back up, possibly activating his gag reflex.
Valvyre spits it out and freezes it solid, where it will live forever, seeing everything around it and never being able to affect anything...
Wyatt walks over, picks it up, and walks off, licking it like an ice pop.
Valvyre reaches to his mind. Child... perhaps I can interest you... in getting... almost anything... you desire...?
Nope. He hums as he continues walking off, licking his new ratcicle.
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Timber looks over at Albwin. I... don't think Wyatt is entirely sane...
*These are the reactions I am looking for.*
Wyatt continues to laugh to himself as he generally causes minor chaos throughout the tavern: replacing salt with sugar and vice versa, tossing bugs and even another rat, replacing hot sauce with ketchup and vice versa...
*If my Alt account was on, I could have one of my characters clean that up, but alas...*
Caelum ensures she knows where he is, but otherwise does nothing.
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Timber smiles nervously. "...Cool!"
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
It squirms in his throat, still alive because tavern.
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I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Thirteen summons smelling salts. "Wake up Galax."
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
He then tosses it up, where it explodes into a bunch of small ice shards that fall harmlessly onto everyone in the nearby area.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"Have a... lovely existence... rat..."
*Valvyre is quite the sadist*
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
Alric is smoking his pipe.
Thomas is working on BT outside.
Bearded Devil Theren is drinking some elven wine at a table
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
*Albwin?*
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
It bites and claws at the inside of his throat as it tries to crawls and levitate back up, possibly activating his gag reflex.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
*Deactivated*
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Timber looks over at Albwin. I... don't think Wyatt is entirely sane...
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
Valvyre spits it out and freezes it solid, where it will live forever, seeing everything around it and never being able to affect anything...
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
Wyatt walks over, picks it up, and walks off, licking it like an ice pop.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Valvyre reaches to his mind. Child... perhaps I can interest you... in getting... almost anything... you desire...?
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
*These are the reactions I am looking for.*
Wyatt continues to laugh to himself as he generally causes minor chaos throughout the tavern: replacing salt with sugar and vice versa, tossing bugs and even another rat, replacing hot sauce with ketchup and vice versa...
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Nope. He hums as he continues walking off, licking his new ratcicle.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
*And we are back to silence....*
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
*slow*
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
*Heading out for the day, love ya peeps, enjoy life.... while you can. >:) -evil chuckling as I fade into the chaotic shadows-*
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
*If my Alt account was on, I could have one of my characters clean that up, but alas...*
Caelum ensures she knows where he is, but otherwise does nothing.
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.
Thirteen summons magic smelling salts. "Wake up Galax."
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.