*Literally right outside the safety zone. Like 20 ft away*
Roman, wearing all black to cover his skin from any direct sunlight, walks directly to the very edge of the zone, he stares at the swords and narrows his eyes.
"Hello there. Would you like to step closer?"
"Thank for the offer but know, I rather not follow the ideals of a murderous sword" Roman said
Murderous? I dont usually murder. Just heavily injure, maim, and terrorize
Roman raised an eyebrow "Still makes you dangerous, though thats a given"
Well why exactly did you come as close as you are, undead?
"words are like air, everywhere and anywhere. I hear things and tell of sentient swords tends to catch ones ear" he said, he seemed to be messing with a long and thin metal chain or sorts.
And why do you care, chainwhirler?
"My name is Roman. And why I care is because Magical items such as yourself tend to draw crowds of those who wish to fight, then im the one who has to come by and pick up the pieces" he said
"Leave the pieces. Theyre needed. I leave them living for a reason"
"Your making a body?" He asked, tilting his head
No. Im making fear. And fear drives
"I cant tell what I hate more about the sentence" Roman said and scrunched his nose a bit, as if it were a bad smell as well
Leave. Or get me the angel I need
"And what is this said angel?"
"Leopinal"
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*Literally right outside the safety zone. Like 20 ft away*
Roman, wearing all black to cover his skin from any direct sunlight, walks directly to the very edge of the zone, he stares at the swords and narrows his eyes.
"Hello there. Would you like to step closer?"
"Thank for the offer but know, I rather not follow the ideals of a murderous sword" Roman said
Murderous? I dont usually murder. Just heavily injure, maim, and terrorize
Roman raised an eyebrow "Still makes you dangerous, though thats a given"
Well why exactly did you come as close as you are, undead?
"words are like air, everywhere and anywhere. I hear things and tell of sentient swords tends to catch ones ear" he said, he seemed to be messing with a long and thin metal chain or sorts.
And why do you care, chainwhirler?
"My name is Roman. And why I care is because Magical items such as yourself tend to draw crowds of those who wish to fight, then im the one who has to come by and pick up the pieces" he said
"Leave the pieces. Theyre needed. I leave them living for a reason"
"Your making a body?" He asked, tilting his head
No. Im making fear. And fear drives
"I cant tell what I hate more about the sentence" Roman said and scrunched his nose a bit, as if it were a bad smell as well
Leave. Or get me the angel I need
"And what is this said angel?"
"Leopinal"
"...." Roman narrows his eyes "You are useless to me so i will not help a creature that can't help itself"
*Literally right outside the safety zone. Like 20 ft away*
Roman, wearing all black to cover his skin from any direct sunlight, walks directly to the very edge of the zone, he stares at the swords and narrows his eyes.
"Hello there. Would you like to step closer?"
"Thank for the offer but know, I rather not follow the ideals of a murderous sword" Roman said
Murderous? I dont usually murder. Just heavily injure, maim, and terrorize
Roman raised an eyebrow "Still makes you dangerous, though thats a given"
Well why exactly did you come as close as you are, undead?
"words are like air, everywhere and anywhere. I hear things and tell of sentient swords tends to catch ones ear" he said, he seemed to be messing with a long and thin metal chain or sorts.
And why do you care, chainwhirler?
"My name is Roman. And why I care is because Magical items such as yourself tend to draw crowds of those who wish to fight, then im the one who has to come by and pick up the pieces" he said
"Leave the pieces. Theyre needed. I leave them living for a reason"
"Your making a body?" He asked, tilting his head
No. Im making fear. And fear drives
"I cant tell what I hate more about the sentence" Roman said and scrunched his nose a bit, as if it were a bad smell as well
Leave. Or get me the angel I need
"And what is this said angel?"
"Leopinal"
"...." Roman narrows his eyes "You are useless to me so i will not help a creature that can't help itself"
"I can help myself in anything else. Ths is just..... Special circumstance"
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*Literally right outside the safety zone. Like 20 ft away*
Roman, wearing all black to cover his skin from any direct sunlight, walks directly to the very edge of the zone, he stares at the swords and narrows his eyes.
"Hello there. Would you like to step closer?"
"Thank for the offer but know, I rather not follow the ideals of a murderous sword" Roman said
Murderous? I dont usually murder. Just heavily injure, maim, and terrorize
Roman raised an eyebrow "Still makes you dangerous, though thats a given"
Well why exactly did you come as close as you are, undead?
"words are like air, everywhere and anywhere. I hear things and tell of sentient swords tends to catch ones ear" he said, he seemed to be messing with a long and thin metal chain or sorts.
And why do you care, chainwhirler?
"My name is Roman. And why I care is because Magical items such as yourself tend to draw crowds of those who wish to fight, then im the one who has to come by and pick up the pieces" he said
"Leave the pieces. Theyre needed. I leave them living for a reason"
"Your making a body?" He asked, tilting his head
No. Im making fear. And fear drives
"I cant tell what I hate more about the sentence" Roman said and scrunched his nose a bit, as if it were a bad smell as well
Leave. Or get me the angel I need
"And what is this said angel?"
"Leopinal"
"...." Roman narrows his eyes "You are useless to me so i will not help a creature that can't help itself"
"I can help myself in anything else. Ths is just..... Special circumstance"
"Special circumstance that you are a sentient sword?" He asked
*Hello friends, ever heard of a tabaxi politician?*
Oval was inside, They were working with a lump of clay and making it into some sort of interesting shape. It looked like they were trying to create another dragon.
Penny was taking care of sharlene, not straying far from her.
Roman was avoiding sunlight in the library. He was doing some reading and fortune telling.
*No, no I haven't.*
Sharlene snored.
Ettor snored.
Taceli is slowly eating a breakfast of eggs.
Penny was reading while watching over Sharlene.
She snored again.
Penny chuckled and closed her book, She looked up and made direct eye contact with Taceli
*Well, that's a surprise.*
Taceli awkwardly locked eyes for a moment before looking away.
*Hehe*
Penny raised an eyebrow, sensing uncomfortableness in Taceli's eyes
She went back to slowly eating her eggs. Sharlene snored again.
Penny chuckled and placed the book on Sharlene's face
The book vibrated off of her face as she snored again.
Penny disappeared from her chair for a second, like blinking out of existence, then returned with a mug of coffee with a happy calico cat on the label.
*I feel like that's a reference to something.... Big Hero 6?*
Wait, it looks like Sharlene is doing something... oh, she just snores again.
* :D *
Bored penny noises
Sharlene sniffed in her sleep, then suddenly sat up. "I smell coffee."
penny gives her the cup
"Yes, thank you." She drinks the coffee, not quite chugging, nor sipping.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
*Literally right outside the safety zone. Like 20 ft away*
Roman, wearing all black to cover his skin from any direct sunlight, walks directly to the very edge of the zone, he stares at the swords and narrows his eyes.
"Hello there. Would you like to step closer?"
"Thank for the offer but know, I rather not follow the ideals of a murderous sword" Roman said
Murderous? I dont usually murder. Just heavily injure, maim, and terrorize
Roman raised an eyebrow "Still makes you dangerous, though thats a given"
Well why exactly did you come as close as you are, undead?
"words are like air, everywhere and anywhere. I hear things and tell of sentient swords tends to catch ones ear" he said, he seemed to be messing with a long and thin metal chain or sorts.
And why do you care, chainwhirler?
"My name is Roman. And why I care is because Magical items such as yourself tend to draw crowds of those who wish to fight, then im the one who has to come by and pick up the pieces" he said
"Leave the pieces. Theyre needed. I leave them living for a reason"
"Your making a body?" He asked, tilting his head
No. Im making fear. And fear drives
"I cant tell what I hate more about the sentence" Roman said and scrunched his nose a bit, as if it were a bad smell as well
Leave. Or get me the angel I need
"And what is this said angel?"
"Leopinal"
"...." Roman narrows his eyes "You are useless to me so i will not help a creature that can't help itself"
"I can help myself in anything else. Ths is just..... Special circumstance"
"Special circumstance that you are a sentient sword?" He asked
"No. I can do much as a sword. The special circumstance is this angel... I need someone else to bring them"
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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)
*Hello friends, ever heard of a tabaxi politician?*
Oval was inside, They were working with a lump of clay and making it into some sort of interesting shape. It looked like they were trying to create another dragon.
Penny was taking care of sharlene, not straying far from her.
Roman was avoiding sunlight in the library. He was doing some reading and fortune telling.
*No, no I haven't.*
Sharlene snored.
Ettor snored.
Taceli is slowly eating a breakfast of eggs.
Penny was reading while watching over Sharlene.
She snored again.
Penny chuckled and closed her book, She looked up and made direct eye contact with Taceli
*Well, that's a surprise.*
Taceli awkwardly locked eyes for a moment before looking away.
*Hehe*
Penny raised an eyebrow, sensing uncomfortableness in Taceli's eyes
She went back to slowly eating her eggs. Sharlene snored again.
Penny chuckled and placed the book on Sharlene's face
The book vibrated off of her face as she snored again.
Penny disappeared from her chair for a second, like blinking out of existence, then returned with a mug of coffee with a happy calico cat on the label.
*I feel like that's a reference to something.... Big Hero 6?*
Wait, it looks like Sharlene is doing something... oh, she just snores again.
* :D *
Bored penny noises
Sharlene sniffed in her sleep, then suddenly sat up. "I smell coffee."
penny gives her the cup
"Yes, thank you." She drinks the coffee, not quite chugging, nor sipping.
"This body does not seem to like coffee so i got it for you"
*Hello friends, ever heard of a tabaxi politician?*
Oval was inside, They were working with a lump of clay and making it into some sort of interesting shape. It looked like they were trying to create another dragon.
Penny was taking care of sharlene, not straying far from her.
Roman was avoiding sunlight in the library. He was doing some reading and fortune telling.
*No, no I haven't.*
Sharlene snored.
Ettor snored.
Taceli is slowly eating a breakfast of eggs.
Penny was reading while watching over Sharlene.
She snored again.
Penny chuckled and closed her book, She looked up and made direct eye contact with Taceli
*Well, that's a surprise.*
Taceli awkwardly locked eyes for a moment before looking away.
*Hehe*
Penny raised an eyebrow, sensing uncomfortableness in Taceli's eyes
She went back to slowly eating her eggs. Sharlene snored again.
Penny chuckled and placed the book on Sharlene's face
The book vibrated off of her face as she snored again.
Penny disappeared from her chair for a second, like blinking out of existence, then returned with a mug of coffee with a happy calico cat on the label.
*I feel like that's a reference to something.... Big Hero 6?*
Wait, it looks like Sharlene is doing something... oh, she just snores again.
* :D *
Bored penny noises
Sharlene sniffed in her sleep, then suddenly sat up. "I smell coffee."
penny gives her the cup
"Yes, thank you." She drinks the coffee, not quite chugging, nor sipping.
"This body does not seem to like coffee so i got it for you"
"Well, my body likes coffee."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
*Literally right outside the safety zone. Like 20 ft away*
Roman, wearing all black to cover his skin from any direct sunlight, walks directly to the very edge of the zone, he stares at the swords and narrows his eyes.
"Hello there. Would you like to step closer?"
"Thank for the offer but know, I rather not follow the ideals of a murderous sword" Roman said
Murderous? I dont usually murder. Just heavily injure, maim, and terrorize
Roman raised an eyebrow "Still makes you dangerous, though thats a given"
Well why exactly did you come as close as you are, undead?
"words are like air, everywhere and anywhere. I hear things and tell of sentient swords tends to catch ones ear" he said, he seemed to be messing with a long and thin metal chain or sorts.
And why do you care, chainwhirler?
"My name is Roman. And why I care is because Magical items such as yourself tend to draw crowds of those who wish to fight, then im the one who has to come by and pick up the pieces" he said
"Leave the pieces. Theyre needed. I leave them living for a reason"
"Your making a body?" He asked, tilting his head
No. Im making fear. And fear drives
"I cant tell what I hate more about the sentence" Roman said and scrunched his nose a bit, as if it were a bad smell as well
Leave. Or get me the angel I need
"And what is this said angel?"
"Leopinal"
"...." Roman narrows his eyes "You are useless to me so i will not help a creature that can't help itself"
"I can help myself in anything else. Ths is just..... Special circumstance"
"Special circumstance that you are a sentient sword?" He asked
"No. I can do much as a sword. The special circumstance is this angel... I need someone else to bring them"
*Literally right outside the safety zone. Like 20 ft away*
Roman, wearing all black to cover his skin from any direct sunlight, walks directly to the very edge of the zone, he stares at the swords and narrows his eyes.
"Hello there. Would you like to step closer?"
"Thank for the offer but know, I rather not follow the ideals of a murderous sword" Roman said
Murderous? I dont usually murder. Just heavily injure, maim, and terrorize
Roman raised an eyebrow "Still makes you dangerous, though thats a given"
Well why exactly did you come as close as you are, undead?
"words are like air, everywhere and anywhere. I hear things and tell of sentient swords tends to catch ones ear" he said, he seemed to be messing with a long and thin metal chain or sorts.
And why do you care, chainwhirler?
"My name is Roman. And why I care is because Magical items such as yourself tend to draw crowds of those who wish to fight, then im the one who has to come by and pick up the pieces" he said
"Leave the pieces. Theyre needed. I leave them living for a reason"
"Your making a body?" He asked, tilting his head
No. Im making fear. And fear drives
"I cant tell what I hate more about the sentence" Roman said and scrunched his nose a bit, as if it were a bad smell as well
Leave. Or get me the angel I need
"And what is this said angel?"
"Leopinal"
"...." Roman narrows his eyes "You are useless to me so i will not help a creature that can't help itself"
"I can help myself in anything else. Ths is just..... Special circumstance"
"Special circumstance that you are a sentient sword?" He asked
"No. I can do much as a sword. The special circumstance is this angel... I need someone else to bring them"
"because you dont have hands" he said
Who needs hands? I can use others hands and make them mine.
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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)
*Literally right outside the safety zone. Like 20 ft away*
Roman, wearing all black to cover his skin from any direct sunlight, walks directly to the very edge of the zone, he stares at the swords and narrows his eyes.
"Hello there. Would you like to step closer?"
"Thank for the offer but know, I rather not follow the ideals of a murderous sword" Roman said
Murderous? I dont usually murder. Just heavily injure, maim, and terrorize
Roman raised an eyebrow "Still makes you dangerous, though thats a given"
Well why exactly did you come as close as you are, undead?
"words are like air, everywhere and anywhere. I hear things and tell of sentient swords tends to catch ones ear" he said, he seemed to be messing with a long and thin metal chain or sorts.
And why do you care, chainwhirler?
"My name is Roman. And why I care is because Magical items such as yourself tend to draw crowds of those who wish to fight, then im the one who has to come by and pick up the pieces" he said
"Leave the pieces. Theyre needed. I leave them living for a reason"
"Your making a body?" He asked, tilting his head
No. Im making fear. And fear drives
"I cant tell what I hate more about the sentence" Roman said and scrunched his nose a bit, as if it were a bad smell as well
Leave. Or get me the angel I need
"And what is this said angel?"
"Leopinal"
"...." Roman narrows his eyes "You are useless to me so i will not help a creature that can't help itself"
"I can help myself in anything else. Ths is just..... Special circumstance"
"Special circumstance that you are a sentient sword?" He asked
"No. I can do much as a sword. The special circumstance is this angel... I need someone else to bring them"
"because you dont have hands" he said
Who needs hands? I can use others hands and make them mine.
*Literally right outside the safety zone. Like 20 ft away*
Roman, wearing all black to cover his skin from any direct sunlight, walks directly to the very edge of the zone, he stares at the swords and narrows his eyes.
"Hello there. Would you like to step closer?"
"Thank for the offer but know, I rather not follow the ideals of a murderous sword" Roman said
Murderous? I dont usually murder. Just heavily injure, maim, and terrorize
Roman raised an eyebrow "Still makes you dangerous, though thats a given"
Well why exactly did you come as close as you are, undead?
"words are like air, everywhere and anywhere. I hear things and tell of sentient swords tends to catch ones ear" he said, he seemed to be messing with a long and thin metal chain or sorts.
And why do you care, chainwhirler?
"My name is Roman. And why I care is because Magical items such as yourself tend to draw crowds of those who wish to fight, then im the one who has to come by and pick up the pieces" he said
"Leave the pieces. Theyre needed. I leave them living for a reason"
"Your making a body?" He asked, tilting his head
No. Im making fear. And fear drives
"I cant tell what I hate more about the sentence" Roman said and scrunched his nose a bit, as if it were a bad smell as well
Leave. Or get me the angel I need
"And what is this said angel?"
"Leopinal"
"...." Roman narrows his eyes "You are useless to me so i will not help a creature that can't help itself"
"I can help myself in anything else. Ths is just..... Special circumstance"
"Special circumstance that you are a sentient sword?" He asked
"No. I can do much as a sword. The special circumstance is this angel... I need someone else to bring them"
"because you dont have hands" he said
Who needs hands? I can use others hands and make them mine.
"so your an enabler"
Not exactly.
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*Literally right outside the safety zone. Like 20 ft away*
Roman, wearing all black to cover his skin from any direct sunlight, walks directly to the very edge of the zone, he stares at the swords and narrows his eyes.
"Hello there. Would you like to step closer?"
"Thank for the offer but know, I rather not follow the ideals of a murderous sword" Roman said
Murderous? I dont usually murder. Just heavily injure, maim, and terrorize
Roman raised an eyebrow "Still makes you dangerous, though thats a given"
Well why exactly did you come as close as you are, undead?
"words are like air, everywhere and anywhere. I hear things and tell of sentient swords tends to catch ones ear" he said, he seemed to be messing with a long and thin metal chain or sorts.
And why do you care, chainwhirler?
"My name is Roman. And why I care is because Magical items such as yourself tend to draw crowds of those who wish to fight, then im the one who has to come by and pick up the pieces" he said
"Leave the pieces. Theyre needed. I leave them living for a reason"
"Your making a body?" He asked, tilting his head
No. Im making fear. And fear drives
"I cant tell what I hate more about the sentence" Roman said and scrunched his nose a bit, as if it were a bad smell as well
Leave. Or get me the angel I need
"And what is this said angel?"
"Leopinal"
"...." Roman narrows his eyes "You are useless to me so i will not help a creature that can't help itself"
"I can help myself in anything else. Ths is just..... Special circumstance"
"Special circumstance that you are a sentient sword?" He asked
"No. I can do much as a sword. The special circumstance is this angel... I need someone else to bring them"
"because you dont have hands" he said
Who needs hands? I can use others hands and make them mine.
*Chris, What are the rules to playing a Incubus in this tavern. I know TTB had a succubus.*
*Just keep it clean. Dont bring up anything inappropriate.*
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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)
*Literally right outside the safety zone. Like 20 ft away*
Roman, wearing all black to cover his skin from any direct sunlight, walks directly to the very edge of the zone, he stares at the swords and narrows his eyes.
"Hello there. Would you like to step closer?"
"Thank for the offer but know, I rather not follow the ideals of a murderous sword" Roman said
Murderous? I dont usually murder. Just heavily injure, maim, and terrorize
Roman raised an eyebrow "Still makes you dangerous, though thats a given"
Well why exactly did you come as close as you are, undead?
"words are like air, everywhere and anywhere. I hear things and tell of sentient swords tends to catch ones ear" he said, he seemed to be messing with a long and thin metal chain or sorts.
And why do you care, chainwhirler?
"My name is Roman. And why I care is because Magical items such as yourself tend to draw crowds of those who wish to fight, then im the one who has to come by and pick up the pieces" he said
"Leave the pieces. Theyre needed. I leave them living for a reason"
"Your making a body?" He asked, tilting his head
No. Im making fear. And fear drives
"I cant tell what I hate more about the sentence" Roman said and scrunched his nose a bit, as if it were a bad smell as well
Leave. Or get me the angel I need
"And what is this said angel?"
"Leopinal"
"...." Roman narrows his eyes "You are useless to me so i will not help a creature that can't help itself"
"I can help myself in anything else. Ths is just..... Special circumstance"
"Special circumstance that you are a sentient sword?" He asked
"No. I can do much as a sword. The special circumstance is this angel... I need someone else to bring them"
"because you dont have hands" he said
Who needs hands? I can use others hands and make them mine.
"so your an enabler"
Not exactly.
"Then ill ask, Who and what are you"
We are the swarm. We are the terror. We are Inarial
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"Leopinal"
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)
"...." Roman narrows his eyes "You are useless to me so i will not help a creature that can't help itself"
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
"I can help myself in anything else. Ths is just..... Special circumstance"
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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"Special circumstance that you are a sentient sword?" He asked
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
"Yes, thank you." She drinks the coffee, not quite chugging, nor sipping.
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"No. I can do much as a sword. The special circumstance is this angel... I need someone else to bring them"
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"This body does not seem to like coffee so i got it for you"
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
"Well, my body likes coffee."
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"because you dont have hands" he said
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
*Morning!*
Theren has fallen asleep at a table in the library. Books surround him at unstable heights.
BT and Thomas are training outside.
Osmar is humming while writing in a journal
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Penny chuckles and picks up her book
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
Who needs hands? I can use others hands and make them mine.
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)
She sets down her coffee and stretches.
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.
"so your an enabler"
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
Not exactly.
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)
*Chris, What are the rules to playing a Incubus in this tavern. I know TTB had a succubus.*
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
Penny is stretched on the floor
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
"Then ill ask, Who and what are you"
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
*Just keep it clean. Dont bring up anything inappropriate.*
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)
We are the swarm. We are the terror. We are Inarial
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)