*Morning y'all! Introed another new character last night. I can repost his intro for anyone who's interested.*
*Let's see it!*
A figure comes running out of the woods, every now and then turning on his heel to fire a shot from his bow. Shrieks that sound like a cross between reptilian and insectoid arise with each shot. He has a rapier on one hip, and a shortsword on the other. The bow he's firing has been carved to look like dragon wings. Dangling from a rope on his belt is an ornate hand crossbow. His cloak is a deep purple and flows out behind him. By this point it's obvious he's a Drow, but for some reason he doesn't seem terribly bothered by the daylight. He continues sprinting towards the tavern, firing his bow back towards the forest, as a pack of Kruthiks chase him towards the tavern.
*Morning y'all! Introed another new character last night. I can repost his intro for anyone who's interested.*
*Let's see it!*
A figure comes running out of the woods, every now and then turning on his heel to fire a shot from his bow. Shrieks that sound like a cross between reptilian and insectoid arise with each shot. He has a rapier on one hip, and a shortsword on the other. The bow he's firing has been carved to look like dragon wings. Dangling from a rope on his belt is an ornate hand crossbow. His cloak is a deep purple and flows out behind him. By this point it's obvious he's a Drow, but for some reason he doesn't seem terribly bothered by the daylight. He continues sprinting towards the tavern, firing his bow back towards the forest, as a pack of Kruthiks chase him towards the tavern.
*OoOo, sounds cool, what are they doing now?*
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*Morning y'all! Introed another new character last night. I can repost his intro for anyone who's interested.*
*Let's see it!*
A figure comes running out of the woods, every now and then turning on his heel to fire a shot from his bow. Shrieks that sound like a cross between reptilian and insectoid arise with each shot. He has a rapier on one hip, and a shortsword on the other. The bow he's firing has been carved to look like dragon wings. Dangling from a rope on his belt is an ornate hand crossbow. His cloak is a deep purple and flows out behind him. By this point it's obvious he's a Drow, but for some reason he doesn't seem terribly bothered by the daylight. He continues sprinting towards the tavern, firing his bow back towards the forest, as a pack of Kruthiks chase him towards the tavern.
*OoOo, sounds cool, what are they doing now?*
*Last I was on, Vega helped him drive off the rest of the Kruthiks with a fireball, decided they were edible, and they walked to the tavern. So, He's somewhere in the main room of the tavern right now, lol.*
*Morning y'all! Introed another new character last night. I can repost his intro for anyone who's interested.*
*Let's see it!*
A figure comes running out of the woods, every now and then turning on his heel to fire a shot from his bow. Shrieks that sound like a cross between reptilian and insectoid arise with each shot. He has a rapier on one hip, and a shortsword on the other. The bow he's firing has been carved to look like dragon wings. Dangling from a rope on his belt is an ornate hand crossbow. His cloak is a deep purple and flows out behind him. By this point it's obvious he's a Drow, but for some reason he doesn't seem terribly bothered by the daylight. He continues sprinting towards the tavern, firing his bow back towards the forest, as a pack of Kruthiks chase him towards the tavern.
*OoOo, sounds cool, what are they doing now?*
*Last I was on, Vega helped him drive off the rest of the Kruthiks with a fireball, decided they were edible, and they walked to the tavern. So, He's somewhere in the main room of the tavern right now, lol.*
*Hmm.... I can't think of anything with my current characters, so I might bring someone old back. Is it cool if you said he was chilling by the bar or something?*
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
*Morning y'all! Introed another new character last night. I can repost his intro for anyone who's interested.*
*Let's see it!*
A figure comes running out of the woods, every now and then turning on his heel to fire a shot from his bow. Shrieks that sound like a cross between reptilian and insectoid arise with each shot. He has a rapier on one hip, and a shortsword on the other. The bow he's firing has been carved to look like dragon wings. Dangling from a rope on his belt is an ornate hand crossbow. His cloak is a deep purple and flows out behind him. By this point it's obvious he's a Drow, but for some reason he doesn't seem terribly bothered by the daylight. He continues sprinting towards the tavern, firing his bow back towards the forest, as a pack of Kruthiks chase him towards the tavern.
*OoOo, sounds cool, what are they doing now?*
*Last I was on, Vega helped him drive off the rest of the Kruthiks with a fireball, decided they were edible, and they walked to the tavern. So, He's somewhere in the main room of the tavern right now, lol.*
*Hmm.... I can't think of anything with my current characters, so I might bring someone old back. Is it cool if you said he was chilling by the bar or something?*
*Sure! Heck, he may even be trying to figure out how to eat one of the legs of the Kruthik Vega dragged back to the tavern, lol*
*Morning y'all! Introed another new character last night. I can repost his intro for anyone who's interested.*
*Let's see it!*
A figure comes running out of the woods, every now and then turning on his heel to fire a shot from his bow. Shrieks that sound like a cross between reptilian and insectoid arise with each shot. He has a rapier on one hip, and a shortsword on the other. The bow he's firing has been carved to look like dragon wings. Dangling from a rope on his belt is an ornate hand crossbow. His cloak is a deep purple and flows out behind him. By this point it's obvious he's a Drow, but for some reason he doesn't seem terribly bothered by the daylight. He continues sprinting towards the tavern, firing his bow back towards the forest, as a pack of Kruthiks chase him towards the tavern.
*OoOo, sounds cool, what are they doing now?*
*Last I was on, Vega helped him drive off the rest of the Kruthiks with a fireball, decided they were edible, and they walked to the tavern. So, He's somewhere in the main room of the tavern right now, lol.*
*Hmm.... I can't think of anything with my current characters, so I might bring someone old back. Is it cool if you said he was chilling by the bar or something?*
*Sure! Heck, he may even be trying to figure out how to eat one of the legs of the Kruthik Vega dragged back to the tavern, lol*
*Ha!*
Next to him sits a pale, androgynous-looking elf with medium length silver hair, they wear a plain cloth tunic and cloth pants, of which are white, and a simple cloth jacket that hung down to their knees. Next to their seat is a set of bow and arrows, the bow had a plain design, and it was white with silver details that mimicked vines coiling around it.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
*Morning y'all! Introed another new character last night. I can repost his intro for anyone who's interested.*
*Let's see it!*
A figure comes running out of the woods, every now and then turning on his heel to fire a shot from his bow. Shrieks that sound like a cross between reptilian and insectoid arise with each shot. He has a rapier on one hip, and a shortsword on the other. The bow he's firing has been carved to look like dragon wings. Dangling from a rope on his belt is an ornate hand crossbow. His cloak is a deep purple and flows out behind him. By this point it's obvious he's a Drow, but for some reason he doesn't seem terribly bothered by the daylight. He continues sprinting towards the tavern, firing his bow back towards the forest, as a pack of Kruthiks chase him towards the tavern.
*OoOo, sounds cool, what are they doing now?*
*Last I was on, Vega helped him drive off the rest of the Kruthiks with a fireball, decided they were edible, and they walked to the tavern. So, He's somewhere in the main room of the tavern right now, lol.*
*Hmm.... I can't think of anything with my current characters, so I might bring someone old back. Is it cool if you said he was chilling by the bar or something?*
*Sure! Heck, he may even be trying to figure out how to eat one of the legs of the Kruthik Vega dragged back to the tavern, lol*
*Ha!*
Next to him sits a pale, androgynous-looking elf with medium length silver hair, they wear a plain cloth tunic and cloth pants, of which are white, and a simple cloth jacket that hung down to their knees. Next to their seat is a set of bow and arrows, the bow had a plain design, and it was white with silver details that mimicked vines coiling around it.
The Drow glances over at them, and nods his head in greeting, before going back to trying to figure out how to get the meat out of the rather sharp-looking leg on the bar in front of him.
*Morning y'all! Introed another new character last night. I can repost his intro for anyone who's interested.*
*Let's see it!*
A figure comes running out of the woods, every now and then turning on his heel to fire a shot from his bow. Shrieks that sound like a cross between reptilian and insectoid arise with each shot. He has a rapier on one hip, and a shortsword on the other. The bow he's firing has been carved to look like dragon wings. Dangling from a rope on his belt is an ornate hand crossbow. His cloak is a deep purple and flows out behind him. By this point it's obvious he's a Drow, but for some reason he doesn't seem terribly bothered by the daylight. He continues sprinting towards the tavern, firing his bow back towards the forest, as a pack of Kruthiks chase him towards the tavern.
*OoOo, sounds cool, what are they doing now?*
*Last I was on, Vega helped him drive off the rest of the Kruthiks with a fireball, decided they were edible, and they walked to the tavern. So, He's somewhere in the main room of the tavern right now, lol.*
*Hmm.... I can't think of anything with my current characters, so I might bring someone old back. Is it cool if you said he was chilling by the bar or something?*
*Sure! Heck, he may even be trying to figure out how to eat one of the legs of the Kruthik Vega dragged back to the tavern, lol*
*Ha!*
Next to him sits a pale, androgynous-looking elf with medium length silver hair, they wear a plain cloth tunic and cloth pants, of which are white, and a simple cloth jacket that hung down to their knees. Next to their seat is a set of bow and arrows, the bow had a plain design, and it was white with silver details that mimicked vines coiling around it.
The Drow glances over at them, and nods his head in greeting, before going back to trying to figure out how to get the meat out of the rather sharp=looking leg on the bar in front of him.
"Hello." The elf doesn't seem to look in his dorection.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
*Morning y'all! Introed another new character last night. I can repost his intro for anyone who's interested.*
*Let's see it!*
A figure comes running out of the woods, every now and then turning on his heel to fire a shot from his bow. Shrieks that sound like a cross between reptilian and insectoid arise with each shot. He has a rapier on one hip, and a shortsword on the other. The bow he's firing has been carved to look like dragon wings. Dangling from a rope on his belt is an ornate hand crossbow. His cloak is a deep purple and flows out behind him. By this point it's obvious he's a Drow, but for some reason he doesn't seem terribly bothered by the daylight. He continues sprinting towards the tavern, firing his bow back towards the forest, as a pack of Kruthiks chase him towards the tavern.
*OoOo, sounds cool, what are they doing now?*
*Last I was on, Vega helped him drive off the rest of the Kruthiks with a fireball, decided they were edible, and they walked to the tavern. So, He's somewhere in the main room of the tavern right now, lol.*
*Hmm.... I can't think of anything with my current characters, so I might bring someone old back. Is it cool if you said he was chilling by the bar or something?*
*Sure! Heck, he may even be trying to figure out how to eat one of the legs of the Kruthik Vega dragged back to the tavern, lol*
*Ha!*
Next to him sits a pale, androgynous-looking elf with medium length silver hair, they wear a plain cloth tunic and cloth pants, of which are white, and a simple cloth jacket that hung down to their knees. Next to their seat is a set of bow and arrows, the bow had a plain design, and it was white with silver details that mimicked vines coiling around it.
The Drow glances over at them, and nods his head in greeting, before going back to trying to figure out how to get the meat out of the rather sharp=looking leg on the bar in front of him.
"Hello." The elf doesn't seem to look in his dorection.
The Drow stops messing with the leg, seeming to give up. He has only about two mouthfuls of meat sitting on the table, but he just can't seem to get any more out of the Kruthik's leg. He turns back to the elf. "Hello. I'm Yazrin Tlin'Orrza, formerly the firstboy of the Twelfth house of Menzoberranzan, House Tlin'Orrza. What's your name?"
*Morning y'all! Introed another new character last night. I can repost his intro for anyone who's interested.*
*Let's see it!*
A figure comes running out of the woods, every now and then turning on his heel to fire a shot from his bow. Shrieks that sound like a cross between reptilian and insectoid arise with each shot. He has a rapier on one hip, and a shortsword on the other. The bow he's firing has been carved to look like dragon wings. Dangling from a rope on his belt is an ornate hand crossbow. His cloak is a deep purple and flows out behind him. By this point it's obvious he's a Drow, but for some reason he doesn't seem terribly bothered by the daylight. He continues sprinting towards the tavern, firing his bow back towards the forest, as a pack of Kruthiks chase him towards the tavern.
*OoOo, sounds cool, what are they doing now?*
*Last I was on, Vega helped him drive off the rest of the Kruthiks with a fireball, decided they were edible, and they walked to the tavern. So, He's somewhere in the main room of the tavern right now, lol.*
*Hmm.... I can't think of anything with my current characters, so I might bring someone old back. Is it cool if you said he was chilling by the bar or something?*
*Sure! Heck, he may even be trying to figure out how to eat one of the legs of the Kruthik Vega dragged back to the tavern, lol*
*Ha!*
Next to him sits a pale, androgynous-looking elf with medium length silver hair, they wear a plain cloth tunic and cloth pants, of which are white, and a simple cloth jacket that hung down to their knees. Next to their seat is a set of bow and arrows, the bow had a plain design, and it was white with silver details that mimicked vines coiling around it.
The Drow glances over at them, and nods his head in greeting, before going back to trying to figure out how to get the meat out of the rather sharp=looking leg on the bar in front of him.
"Hello." The elf doesn't seem to look in his dorection.
The Drow stops messing with the leg, seeming to give up. He has only about two mouthfuls of meat sitting on the table, but he just can't seem to get any more out of the Kruthik's leg. He turns back to the elf. "Hello. I'm Yazrin Tlin'Orrza, formerly the firstboy of the Twelfth house of Menzoberranzan, House Tlin'Orrza. What's your name?"
They chuckled. "I don't quite as impressive as a title as you, I'm Silver." They looked over, their eye color was a milky white, as though they were blind.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
*Morning y'all! Introed another new character last night. I can repost his intro for anyone who's interested.*
*Let's see it!*
A figure comes running out of the woods, every now and then turning on his heel to fire a shot from his bow. Shrieks that sound like a cross between reptilian and insectoid arise with each shot. He has a rapier on one hip, and a shortsword on the other. The bow he's firing has been carved to look like dragon wings. Dangling from a rope on his belt is an ornate hand crossbow. His cloak is a deep purple and flows out behind him. By this point it's obvious he's a Drow, but for some reason he doesn't seem terribly bothered by the daylight. He continues sprinting towards the tavern, firing his bow back towards the forest, as a pack of Kruthiks chase him towards the tavern.
*OoOo, sounds cool, what are they doing now?*
*Last I was on, Vega helped him drive off the rest of the Kruthiks with a fireball, decided they were edible, and they walked to the tavern. So, He's somewhere in the main room of the tavern right now, lol.*
*Hmm.... I can't think of anything with my current characters, so I might bring someone old back. Is it cool if you said he was chilling by the bar or something?*
*Sure! Heck, he may even be trying to figure out how to eat one of the legs of the Kruthik Vega dragged back to the tavern, lol*
*Ha!*
Next to him sits a pale, androgynous-looking elf with medium length silver hair, they wear a plain cloth tunic and cloth pants, of which are white, and a simple cloth jacket that hung down to their knees. Next to their seat is a set of bow and arrows, the bow had a plain design, and it was white with silver details that mimicked vines coiling around it.
The Drow glances over at them, and nods his head in greeting, before going back to trying to figure out how to get the meat out of the rather sharp=looking leg on the bar in front of him.
"Hello." The elf doesn't seem to look in his dorection.
The Drow stops messing with the leg, seeming to give up. He has only about two mouthfuls of meat sitting on the table, but he just can't seem to get any more out of the Kruthik's leg. He turns back to the elf. "Hello. I'm Yazrin Tlin'Orrza, formerly the firstboy of the Twelfth house of Menzoberranzan, House Tlin'Orrza. What's your name?"
They chuckled. "I don't quite as impressive as a title as you, I'm Silver." They looked over, their eye color was a milky white, as though they were blind.
Yazrin shrugs with a slight chuckle. "I rarely claim my heritage, but being a Drow, especially a Drow noble, does have its advantages when dealing with certain people." He says with a laugh. "It's a pleasure to meet you." He crosses his arms over his chest and bows his head slightly in the traditional Underdark sign of friendship.
*Morning y'all! Introed another new character last night. I can repost his intro for anyone who's interested.*
*Let's see it!*
A figure comes running out of the woods, every now and then turning on his heel to fire a shot from his bow. Shrieks that sound like a cross between reptilian and insectoid arise with each shot. He has a rapier on one hip, and a shortsword on the other. The bow he's firing has been carved to look like dragon wings. Dangling from a rope on his belt is an ornate hand crossbow. His cloak is a deep purple and flows out behind him. By this point it's obvious he's a Drow, but for some reason he doesn't seem terribly bothered by the daylight. He continues sprinting towards the tavern, firing his bow back towards the forest, as a pack of Kruthiks chase him towards the tavern.
*OoOo, sounds cool, what are they doing now?*
*Last I was on, Vega helped him drive off the rest of the Kruthiks with a fireball, decided they were edible, and they walked to the tavern. So, He's somewhere in the main room of the tavern right now, lol.*
*Hmm.... I can't think of anything with my current characters, so I might bring someone old back. Is it cool if you said he was chilling by the bar or something?*
*Sure! Heck, he may even be trying to figure out how to eat one of the legs of the Kruthik Vega dragged back to the tavern, lol*
*Ha!*
Next to him sits a pale, androgynous-looking elf with medium length silver hair, they wear a plain cloth tunic and cloth pants, of which are white, and a simple cloth jacket that hung down to their knees. Next to their seat is a set of bow and arrows, the bow had a plain design, and it was white with silver details that mimicked vines coiling around it.
The Drow glances over at them, and nods his head in greeting, before going back to trying to figure out how to get the meat out of the rather sharp=looking leg on the bar in front of him.
"Hello." The elf doesn't seem to look in his dorection.
The Drow stops messing with the leg, seeming to give up. He has only about two mouthfuls of meat sitting on the table, but he just can't seem to get any more out of the Kruthik's leg. He turns back to the elf. "Hello. I'm Yazrin Tlin'Orrza, formerly the firstboy of the Twelfth house of Menzoberranzan, House Tlin'Orrza. What's your name?"
They chuckled. "I don't quite as impressive as a title as you, I'm Silver." They looked over, their eye color was a milky white, as though they were blind.
*-cackles-*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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*Stickin with this because my creativity juice is runnin low a bit.*
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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.
*Morning y'all! Introed another new character last night. I can repost his intro for anyone who's interested.*
*Let's see 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.
A figure comes running out of the woods, every now and then turning on his heel to fire a shot from his bow. Shrieks that sound like a cross between reptilian and insectoid arise with each shot. He has a rapier on one hip, and a shortsword on the other. The bow he's firing has been carved to look like dragon wings. Dangling from a rope on his belt is an ornate hand crossbow. His cloak is a deep purple and flows out behind him. By this point it's obvious he's a Drow, but for some reason he doesn't seem terribly bothered by the daylight. He continues sprinting towards the tavern, firing his bow back towards the forest, as a pack of Kruthiks chase him towards the tavern.
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
*OoOo, sounds cool, what are they doing now?*
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.
*Last I was on, Vega helped him drive off the rest of the Kruthiks with a fireball, decided they were edible, and they walked to the tavern. So, He's somewhere in the main room of the tavern right now, lol.*
*Hmm.... I can't think of anything with my current characters, so I might bring someone old back. Is it cool if you said he was chilling by the bar or something?*
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 gonna make Theren go off grid in a semi cool way today!*
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
*Sure! Heck, he may even be trying to figure out how to eat one of the legs of the Kruthik Vega dragged back to the tavern, lol*
*Ha!*
Next to him sits a pale, androgynous-looking elf with medium length silver hair, they wear a plain cloth tunic and cloth pants, of which are white, and a simple cloth jacket that hung down to their knees. Next to their seat is a set of bow and arrows, the bow had a plain design, and it was white with silver details that mimicked vines coiling around 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.
Outside there is a loud chant going on.
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
The Drow glances over at them, and nods his head in greeting, before going back to trying to figure out how to get the meat out of the rather sharp-looking leg on the bar in front of him.
"Hello." The elf doesn't seem to look in his dorection.
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.
The Drow stops messing with the leg, seeming to give up. He has only about two mouthfuls of meat sitting on the table, but he just can't seem to get any more out of the Kruthik's leg. He turns back to the elf. "Hello. I'm Yazrin Tlin'Orrza, formerly the firstboy of the Twelfth house of Menzoberranzan, House Tlin'Orrza. What's your name?"
Adder is upstairs. His door is locked and seems to be blocked by a chair or something. Adder was inside, he was laying on the floor of the room.
Oval was drawing different runes on a stone.
Lawrence was uncomfortable rn because they have now been forced outside two times today.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
They chuckled. "I don't quite as impressive as a title as you, I'm Silver." They looked over, their eye color was a milky white, as though they were blind.
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.
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
Yazrin shrugs with a slight chuckle. "I rarely claim my heritage, but being a Drow, especially a Drow noble, does have its advantages when dealing with certain people." He says with a laugh. "It's a pleasure to meet you." He crosses his arms over his chest and bows his head slightly in the traditional Underdark sign of friendship.
*-cackles-*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]