Oscar was outside mediating in the iron desert. The warm wind whipped her hair about as she slowly breathed in and out. Tink and Bonk ran around in the sand happily.
Allison was reading outside. She whispered words that were imbued with magical energy.
Krathian is taking a walk and notices. "What are you reading?"
She looks up and smiles "simple magical text" she said "Story's about gods"
"Hmm," he sits down next to her, cross-legged, "Which gods?"
"Gods of knowledge and peace" she said and grinned
"Sounds nice." He kind of just sits with her for a minute, before pulling out a wooden rod.
"What's that for?" she asked and raised an eyebrow.
He takes a deep breath. "I...haven't told you everything I should've. Or rather, given it to you." he hands her the rod. "There are a few things that I left out of the memories around the tavern. Intentionally. I didn't want anybody to see them, especially you." he wrings his hands. "These are them."
"What are you talking about krathian?" she asked, not taking the rod from him. She closes her books and watches him with her silver eyes.
"These are memories - my memories - of you. Everything that happened in Copsus. These are as much yours as mine and I kept them from you. I'm sorry."
She looks at the rod and takes it. Her eyes become a silvery-white color as she seems to slump over a bit and on to Krathian's shoulder.
He sits there and waits, hands folded, staring at his shoes.
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
A wild Lawrence is outside of the tavern, confused on how he got here.
Fin walks outside to drink his morning coffee and look for some good fishing spots.
-Confused Lawrence noises-
Fin sips his coffee and squints suspiciously at the strangely-dressed human who's just shown up on the doorstep.
*I feel ya on that sig bro.*
Lawrence wears a blue cotton t-shirt, a black and white flannel jacket, and blue jeans. He has fair skin, brown hair, and dark brown eyes. Lawrence looks extremely tired no matter how much sleep he gets. He makes eye contact with Fin and waves a bit.
-suspicious slurping-
"Who are you?"
"Uh... Lawrence...."
"Well hello Lawrence, care for some coffee?" he says, shaking his cup of Joe.
Lawrence tilted his head and sniffed it "Im already tired so yes, I will share your Joe my bro"
He passes him the cup. "Where you from?"
"Where am i from?.... Rhode island"
"Never heard of it."
"ah yes, that makes sense" he said and handed back the coffee.
"Why is that?"
"Different... uh different world"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Oscar was outside mediating in the iron desert. The warm wind whipped her hair about as she slowly breathed in and out. Tink and Bonk ran around in the sand happily.
Allison was reading outside. She whispered words that were imbued with magical energy.
Krathian is taking a walk and notices. "What are you reading?"
She looks up and smiles "simple magical text" she said "Story's about gods"
"Hmm," he sits down next to her, cross-legged, "Which gods?"
"Gods of knowledge and peace" she said and grinned
"Sounds nice." He kind of just sits with her for a minute, before pulling out a wooden rod.
"What's that for?" she asked and raised an eyebrow.
He takes a deep breath. "I...haven't told you everything I should've. Or rather, given it to you." he hands her the rod. "There are a few things that I left out of the memories around the tavern. Intentionally. I didn't want anybody to see them, especially you." he wrings his hands. "These are them."
"What are you talking about krathian?" she asked, not taking the rod from him. She closes her books and watches him with her silver eyes.
"These are memories - my memories - of you. Everything that happened in Copsus. These are as much yours as mine and I kept them from you. I'm sorry."
She looks at the rod and takes it. Her eyes become a silvery-white color as she seems to slump over a bit and on to Krathian's shoulder.
He sits there and waits, hands folded, staring at his shoes.
She gasps again, coughing violently for a minute after not breathing for a few seconds
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Eavalon is outside, watching everything from the roof
Nox is cooking something
The swords are muttering about 'destroy the slavers'
*where?*
*Kitchen*
*k,*
Spectacle walks to the counter near the kitchen door, "And what would be cooking there?" He calls back.
"Just some Phialian Stek-tal!"
"Never heard of it! How much for some?"
"What do you mean how much?"
"I have to pay for some, do I not?"
"I... Dont work here. I sorta just cook for fun, so no"
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Oscar is outside. She is meditating while Tink and Bonk run around in the grass.
Phantom, who's outside, lounging and enjoying the sun, turns towards her. Hello, Oscar. I saw what you did with that man's corpse. I'm not telling Soldaer yet, but if you mean him any sort of harm, you'll have to deal with me and my fiancé. With that warning, he turns his head back away from her, and seems to go to sleep.
"I mean him no harm but I have ideals that I must follow if I wish to live" she said "I am fairly good at keeping down my urge to destroy"
Phantom slowly clambers to his feet at this, stretching, his wings fully extended to their nearly 400 foot span, and his tail lashing slightly. That is good. He turns his head back to her and switches to truesight.
he see's three shadows swarming her like an insect plague
Phantom's eyes narrow, following the shadows. I won't pry, but I know you are hiding a dark secret from him, Oscar. If you care for him even remotely, you will not put him in danger.
"I do care for him but if i want my family to not die at the hands of Alleck then i will follow his rule"
(And what if Alleck simply wasn't around anymore? Say, if someone killed him?)
(HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM)
(she would still have the neutral evil alignment)
*True, but alignment is something that can be changed over time. Yazrin's did over the course of his campaign. He started CN, and is currently true neutral.*
Phantom swings his head back towards Oscar. (Well, what do you say? Up for hunting a lich? I know that there's other people here who would willingly join that quest.)
"Mn, i don't need help. I would rather others don't suffer in my line of work unless needed" she said
"Look, I'm offering to help you. I've single-clawedly defeated multiple dracolichs. A normal lich won't be much harder." He gives her a toothy grin.
"Im not in the mood to hear about your conquests dragon" she said and stood up, Tink and Bonk crawled up and on to her shoulder.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Nerima is sitting on a table, gnawing on what looks like a raw piece of meat.
Wolfe is drinking coffee.
Soldaer and Shade walk back inside after a good, intense round of training. Soldaer spots Love. You wouldn't be more comfortable sleeping in, say, a bed? he asks, slightly amused
She sleepily wakes up, looking around. Huh? I'm perfectly fine here.
Soldaer chuckles. C'mon. You can use my bed for now. I'm not that tired yet, and you obviously are. It's quieter upstairs, and you'll be less likely to be disturbed by other people.
She yawns. Well, I'm awake now, so don't worry about it.
Soldaer chuckles again. It's not very often I see someone fall asleep in the rafters here, especially considering that's one of the places the spined devil likes to hang out.
THE WHAT?! She instantly jumps down.
Soldaer laughs. "You didn't realize there was a spined devil here? He's usually either up in the rafter or flying around outside the tavern, so I'm a little surprised you didn't notice him."
"You say that like it's normal for a devil to be hanging around." She looks around warily.
Soldaer chuckles. "Around here it is. There's also an Archdevil, a demon, a demon lord, a deposed demon lord, and a few other fiends wandering around, as well as, last I checked, about three or four different angels."
Her eyes went wide. "WHAT KIND OF PLACE IS THIS?"
"Oh, and there's a deity somewhere upstairs!"
She steps forward and grabs his shoulders, shaking him. "AGAIN, WHAT IS THIS PLACE?!"
Soldaer laughs. "The Tavern at the End of the World. Pretty much a safe zone for anyone and anything. Also kind of a multiversal hub of sorts, so of course you're going to get a lot of unusual people here, like demons, devils, angels, even the occasional deity or eldritch abomination."
"What the hells?" She sat down on the ground. "I'm surrounded by things that could kill me in a snap..."
"But what gain would any of them get from it? Besides, within the tavern and about 100 feet to each side, you can't be harmed."
She looked up at him. "It's about the principality of it! Sure they couldn't be bothered to do it, but it kind of... scares me that they could, even if there is protection somehow."
Soldaer shakes his, smiling. "Most of the entities here could kill me with a snap of their fingers if they so wanted, and yet I don't fear them. They have no gain by killing me. Heck, I'm actually friends with a demon lord here. You've probably actually met him without realizing it. His name is Atemos."
She held her head. "Yep, I met him.... I almost pick pocketed a DEMON LORD?"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A wild Lawrence is outside of the tavern, confused on how he got here.
Fin walks outside to drink his morning coffee and look for some good fishing spots.
-Confused Lawrence noises-
Fin sips his coffee and squints suspiciously at the strangely-dressed human who's just shown up on the doorstep.
*I feel ya on that sig bro.*
Lawrence wears a blue cotton t-shirt, a black and white flannel jacket, and blue jeans. He has fair skin, brown hair, and dark brown eyes. Lawrence looks extremely tired no matter how much sleep he gets. He makes eye contact with Fin and waves a bit.
-suspicious slurping-
"Who are you?"
"Uh... Lawrence...."
"Well hello Lawrence, care for some coffee?" he says, shaking his cup of Joe.
Lawrence tilted his head and sniffed it "Im already tired so yes, I will share your Joe my bro"
He passes him the cup. "Where you from?"
"Where am i from?.... Rhode island"
"Never heard of it."
"ah yes, that makes sense" he said and handed back the coffee.
"Why is that?"
"Different... uh different world"
"Heh, that's surprisingly normal here."
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
Oscar is outside. She is meditating while Tink and Bonk run around in the grass.
Phantom, who's outside, lounging and enjoying the sun, turns towards her. Hello, Oscar. I saw what you did with that man's corpse. I'm not telling Soldaer yet, but if you mean him any sort of harm, you'll have to deal with me and my fiancé. With that warning, he turns his head back away from her, and seems to go to sleep.
"I mean him no harm but I have ideals that I must follow if I wish to live" she said "I am fairly good at keeping down my urge to destroy"
Phantom slowly clambers to his feet at this, stretching, his wings fully extended to their nearly 400 foot span, and his tail lashing slightly. That is good. He turns his head back to her and switches to truesight.
he see's three shadows swarming her like an insect plague
Phantom's eyes narrow, following the shadows. I won't pry, but I know you are hiding a dark secret from him, Oscar. If you care for him even remotely, you will not put him in danger.
"I do care for him but if i want my family to not die at the hands of Alleck then i will follow his rule"
(And what if Alleck simply wasn't around anymore? Say, if someone killed him?)
(HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM)
(she would still have the neutral evil alignment)
*True, but alignment is something that can be changed over time. Yazrin's did over the course of his campaign. He started CN, and is currently true neutral.*
Phantom swings his head back towards Oscar. (Well, what do you say? Up for hunting a lich? I know that there's other people here who would willingly join that quest.)
"Mn, i don't need help. I would rather others don't suffer in my line of work unless needed" she said
"Look, I'm offering to help you. I've single-clawedly defeated multiple dracolichs. A normal lich won't be much harder." He gives her a toothy grin.
"Im not in the mood to hear about your conquests dragon" she said and stood up, Tink and Bonk crawled up and on to her shoulder.
"I'm honestly willing to help, but if you don't want it, so be it. I'll leave you one further warning," his head flashes forward around a few feet from Oscar. "Don't toy with Soldaer. Either find a way to actually care for him, or break it off now. I will not tolerate anyone toying with his emotions. He's one of my true friends, and I will protect him." His eyes flash with the promise of death, before he pulls his head back and turns and takes off out over the forest.
Eavalon is outside, watching everything from the roof
Nox is cooking something
The swords are muttering about 'destroy the slavers'
*where?*
*Kitchen*
*k,*
Spectacle walks to the counter near the kitchen door, "And what would be cooking there?" He calls back.
"Just some Phialian Stek-tal!"
"Never heard of it! How much for some?"
"What do you mean how much?"
"I have to pay for some, do I not?"
"I... Dont work here. I sorta just cook for fun, so no"
"Who let you In the kitchen then?"
"The... Door?"
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A wild Lawrence is outside of the tavern, confused on how he got here.
Fin walks outside to drink his morning coffee and look for some good fishing spots.
-Confused Lawrence noises-
Fin sips his coffee and squints suspiciously at the strangely-dressed human who's just shown up on the doorstep.
*I feel ya on that sig bro.*
Lawrence wears a blue cotton t-shirt, a black and white flannel jacket, and blue jeans. He has fair skin, brown hair, and dark brown eyes. Lawrence looks extremely tired no matter how much sleep he gets. He makes eye contact with Fin and waves a bit.
-suspicious slurping-
"Who are you?"
"Uh... Lawrence...."
"Well hello Lawrence, care for some coffee?" he says, shaking his cup of Joe.
Lawrence tilted his head and sniffed it "Im already tired so yes, I will share your Joe my bro"
He passes him the cup. "Where you from?"
"Where am i from?.... Rhode island"
"Never heard of it."
"ah yes, that makes sense" he said and handed back the coffee.
"Why is that?"
"Different... uh different world"
"Heh, that's surprisingly normal here."
Lawrence chuckles "Im Lawrence, though i already said that didnt i?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Nerima is sitting on a table, gnawing on what looks like a raw piece of meat.
Wolfe is drinking coffee.
Soldaer and Shade walk back inside after a good, intense round of training. Soldaer spots Love. You wouldn't be more comfortable sleeping in, say, a bed? he asks, slightly amused
She sleepily wakes up, looking around. Huh? I'm perfectly fine here.
Soldaer chuckles. C'mon. You can use my bed for now. I'm not that tired yet, and you obviously are. It's quieter upstairs, and you'll be less likely to be disturbed by other people.
She yawns. Well, I'm awake now, so don't worry about it.
Soldaer chuckles again. It's not very often I see someone fall asleep in the rafters here, especially considering that's one of the places the spined devil likes to hang out.
THE WHAT?! She instantly jumps down.
Soldaer laughs. "You didn't realize there was a spined devil here? He's usually either up in the rafter or flying around outside the tavern, so I'm a little surprised you didn't notice him."
"You say that like it's normal for a devil to be hanging around." She looks around warily.
Soldaer chuckles. "Around here it is. There's also an Archdevil, a demon, a demon lord, a deposed demon lord, and a few other fiends wandering around, as well as, last I checked, about three or four different angels."
Her eyes went wide. "WHAT KIND OF PLACE IS THIS?"
"Oh, and there's a deity somewhere upstairs!"
She steps forward and grabs his shoulders, shaking him. "AGAIN, WHAT IS THIS PLACE?!"
Soldaer laughs. "The Tavern at the End of the World. Pretty much a safe zone for anyone and anything. Also kind of a multiversal hub of sorts, so of course you're going to get a lot of unusual people here, like demons, devils, angels, even the occasional deity or eldritch abomination."
"What the hells?" She sat down on the ground. "I'm surrounded by things that could kill me in a snap..."
"But what gain would any of them get from it? Besides, within the tavern and about 100 feet to each side, you can't be harmed."
She looked up at him. "It's about the principality of it! Sure they couldn't be bothered to do it, but it kind of... scares me that they could, even if there is protection somehow."
Soldaer shakes his, smiling. "Most of the entities here could kill me with a snap of their fingers if they so wanted, and yet I don't fear them. They have no gain by killing me. Heck, I'm actually friends with a demon lord here. You've probably actually met him without realizing it. His name is Atemos."
She held her head. "Yep, I met him.... I almost pick pocketed a DEMON LORD?"
Soldaer shrugs. "Possibly. He's pretty laid-back usually though. I actually saw him get drunk once. Now that was fun." Soldaer laughs.
Oscar was outside mediating in the iron desert. The warm wind whipped her hair about as she slowly breathed in and out. Tink and Bonk ran around in the sand happily.
Allison was reading outside. She whispered words that were imbued with magical energy.
Krathian is taking a walk and notices. "What are you reading?"
She looks up and smiles "simple magical text" she said "Story's about gods"
"Hmm," he sits down next to her, cross-legged, "Which gods?"
"Gods of knowledge and peace" she said and grinned
"Sounds nice." He kind of just sits with her for a minute, before pulling out a wooden rod.
"What's that for?" she asked and raised an eyebrow.
He takes a deep breath. "I...haven't told you everything I should've. Or rather, given it to you." he hands her the rod. "There are a few things that I left out of the memories around the tavern. Intentionally. I didn't want anybody to see them, especially you." he wrings his hands. "These are them."
"What are you talking about krathian?" she asked, not taking the rod from him. She closes her books and watches him with her silver eyes.
"These are memories - my memories - of you. Everything that happened in Copsus. These are as much yours as mine and I kept them from you. I'm sorry."
She looks at the rod and takes it. Her eyes become a silvery-white color as she seems to slump over a bit and on to Krathian's shoulder.
He sits there and waits, hands folded, staring at his shoes.
She gasps again, coughing violently for a minute after not breathing for a few seconds
He rubs her shoulder. "I'm sorry." he says.
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Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
Eavalon is outside, watching everything from the roof
Nox is cooking something
The swords are muttering about 'destroy the slavers'
*where?*
*Kitchen*
*k,*
Spectacle walks to the counter near the kitchen door, "And what would be cooking there?" He calls back.
"Just some Phialian Stek-tal!"
"Never heard of it! How much for some?"
"What do you mean how much?"
"I have to pay for some, do I not?"
"I... Dont work here. I sorta just cook for fun, so no"
"Who let you In the kitchen then?"
"The... Door?"
"Get out of there." He gets up & starts walking around the counter.
"Why?"
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Nerima is sitting on a table, gnawing on what looks like a raw piece of meat.
Wolfe is drinking coffee.
Soldaer and Shade walk back inside after a good, intense round of training. Soldaer spots Love. You wouldn't be more comfortable sleeping in, say, a bed? he asks, slightly amused
She sleepily wakes up, looking around. Huh? I'm perfectly fine here.
Soldaer chuckles. C'mon. You can use my bed for now. I'm not that tired yet, and you obviously are. It's quieter upstairs, and you'll be less likely to be disturbed by other people.
She yawns. Well, I'm awake now, so don't worry about it.
Soldaer chuckles again. It's not very often I see someone fall asleep in the rafters here, especially considering that's one of the places the spined devil likes to hang out.
THE WHAT?! She instantly jumps down.
Soldaer laughs. "You didn't realize there was a spined devil here? He's usually either up in the rafter or flying around outside the tavern, so I'm a little surprised you didn't notice him."
"You say that like it's normal for a devil to be hanging around." She looks around warily.
Soldaer chuckles. "Around here it is. There's also an Archdevil, a demon, a demon lord, a deposed demon lord, and a few other fiends wandering around, as well as, last I checked, about three or four different angels."
Her eyes went wide. "WHAT KIND OF PLACE IS THIS?"
"Oh, and there's a deity somewhere upstairs!"
She steps forward and grabs his shoulders, shaking him. "AGAIN, WHAT IS THIS PLACE?!"
Soldaer laughs. "The Tavern at the End of the World. Pretty much a safe zone for anyone and anything. Also kind of a multiversal hub of sorts, so of course you're going to get a lot of unusual people here, like demons, devils, angels, even the occasional deity or eldritch abomination."
"What the hells?" She sat down on the ground. "I'm surrounded by things that could kill me in a snap..."
"But what gain would any of them get from it? Besides, within the tavern and about 100 feet to each side, you can't be harmed."
She looked up at him. "It's about the principality of it! Sure they couldn't be bothered to do it, but it kind of... scares me that they could, even if there is protection somehow."
Soldaer shakes his, smiling. "Most of the entities here could kill me with a snap of their fingers if they so wanted, and yet I don't fear them. They have no gain by killing me. Heck, I'm actually friends with a demon lord here. You've probably actually met him without realizing it. His name is Atemos."
She held her head. "Yep, I met him.... I almost pick pocketed a DEMON LORD?"
Soldaer shrugs. "Possibly. He's pretty laid-back usually though. I actually saw him get drunk once. Now that was fun." Soldaer laughs.
She rubbed her nose. "And all he did was pluck my nose yesterday..."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Oscar was outside mediating in the iron desert. The warm wind whipped her hair about as she slowly breathed in and out. Tink and Bonk ran around in the sand happily.
Allison was reading outside. She whispered words that were imbued with magical energy.
Krathian is taking a walk and notices. "What are you reading?"
She looks up and smiles "simple magical text" she said "Story's about gods"
"Hmm," he sits down next to her, cross-legged, "Which gods?"
"Gods of knowledge and peace" she said and grinned
"Sounds nice." He kind of just sits with her for a minute, before pulling out a wooden rod.
"What's that for?" she asked and raised an eyebrow.
He takes a deep breath. "I...haven't told you everything I should've. Or rather, given it to you." he hands her the rod. "There are a few things that I left out of the memories around the tavern. Intentionally. I didn't want anybody to see them, especially you." he wrings his hands. "These are them."
"What are you talking about krathian?" she asked, not taking the rod from him. She closes her books and watches him with her silver eyes.
"These are memories - my memories - of you. Everything that happened in Copsus. These are as much yours as mine and I kept them from you. I'm sorry."
She looks at the rod and takes it. Her eyes become a silvery-white color as she seems to slump over a bit and on to Krathian's shoulder.
He sits there and waits, hands folded, staring at his shoes.
She gasps again, coughing violently for a minute after not breathing for a few seconds
He rubs her shoulder. "I'm sorry." he says.
*Me who has forgotten, please remind the lawrence*
She rubs her eyes a bit,
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Eavalon is outside, watching everything from the roof
Nox is cooking something
The swords are muttering about 'destroy the slavers'
*where?*
*Kitchen*
*k,*
Spectacle walks to the counter near the kitchen door, "And what would be cooking there?" He calls back.
"Just some Phialian Stek-tal!"
"Never heard of it! How much for some?"
"What do you mean how much?"
"I have to pay for some, do I not?"
"I... Dont work here. I sorta just cook for fun, so no"
"Who let you In the kitchen then?"
"The... Door?"
"Get out of there." He gets up & starts walking around the counter.
"Why?"
"If your not an employee you shouldn't be back here, at least last I checked." He opens the door *idk if this is true or not but Spectacle thinks so.*
"Its fine! I go into the kitchens all the time! I bring my own ingredients and everything"
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"I have to pay for some, do I not?"
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
He sits there and waits, hands folded, staring at his shoes.
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
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"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
"Different... uh different world"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She gasps again, coughing violently for a minute after not breathing for a few seconds
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"I... Dont work here. I sorta just cook for fun, so no"
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)
"Im not in the mood to hear about your conquests dragon" she said and stood up, Tink and Bonk crawled up and on to her shoulder.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Who let you In the kitchen then?"
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
She held her head. "Yep, I met him.... I almost pick pocketed a DEMON LORD?"
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.
"Heh, that's surprisingly normal here."
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
"I'm honestly willing to help, but if you don't want it, so be it. I'll leave you one further warning," his head flashes forward around a few feet from Oscar. "Don't toy with Soldaer. Either find a way to actually care for him, or break it off now. I will not tolerate anyone toying with his emotions. He's one of my true friends, and I will protect him." His eyes flash with the promise of death, before he pulls his head back and turns and takes off out over the forest.
"The... Door?"
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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Lawrence chuckles "Im Lawrence, though i already said that didnt i?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Soldaer shrugs. "Possibly. He's pretty laid-back usually though. I actually saw him get drunk once. Now that was fun." Soldaer laughs.
He rubs her shoulder. "I'm sorry." he says.
Hi, I am not a chest. I deny with 100% certainty that I am a chest. I can neither confirm nor deny what I am beyond that.
I used to portray Krathian, Q'ilbrith, Jim, Tara, Turin, Nathan, Tench, Finn, Alvin, and other characters in various taverns.
I also do homebrew, check out my Spells and Magic Items
"That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons, even death may die"
"Get out of there." He gets up & starts walking around the counter.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Why?"
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 rubbed her nose. "And all he did was pluck my nose yesterday..."
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.
"If your not an employee you shouldn't be back here, at least last I checked." He opens the door *idk if this is true or not but Spectacle thinks so.*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*Me who has forgotten, please remind the lawrence*
She rubs her eyes a bit,
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Its fine! I go into the kitchens all the time! I bring my own ingredients and everything"
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)