(I wouldnt want it. I dont enjoy war for multiple reasons. But the choice is about what you think and feel)
I wouldn't want to hurt people... but demons aren't people...
(Atemos is a person. Demons can be people)
They... they can? But... everyone told me they were monsters... killers... even Alla. And she's seen so much!
I dont know anything about Alla.... And my opinion on the people around is, well..... I dont exactly trust their honesty. And many demons, yes, are monsters.But not all. Judging based on species is always a mistake
Alla hasn't ever lied to me... I trust her.
... Trust who you want, I guess. Just... Nobles and those with them dont tend to be truthful. What have you been told of devils?
That they're dangerous and cruel... and that they represent order.
She nods Thats generally true. But only for most. Is that the side youd ever want to join? Even if it means you get to learn these 'abilities' he speaks of?
I don't think... I don't know if I could live like that.
She nods How do you want to live him? And how do you plan to tell Xorius?
*I'm assuming you mean "then," not "him."*
I'm not sure... but I want to stay with my adopted family, at least for now.
*Yup.... Tired typing brain* Then... You need to think how to tell him that. And use your runic If he follows back... Then we wait in my room, and my brother knows someone who can help
I'm... I don't know if I can talk to him... if I can tell him what I want.
Why?
He's... my father. And... I...
And you what? Feel unable to tell a parent no?
No, it's not that. I... don't want to sound weak or cowardly, but... he scares me.
(I understand... But you have people here to support you)
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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 Characters (Outdated)
Alric is tinkering on a bird at a table near the wall.
My new character is mending his net.
Phantom is out by the lake (Freeing him up since Scyria went offline for now)
Elendon is back in the library, reading up on this world.
Soldaer is in his room, the door open. (Open invitation)
Albwin walks by the lake completely absorbed in his book
Phantom chuckles. Must be a good book there, son.
Albwin looks around startled. He then sees Phantom and smiles sheepishly. "Yeah. I'm learning a lot."
Phantom shifts back to his moon elf form and walks over, putting an arm around Albwin's shoulders. "What about?" He asks, acting very much like a curious father.
"Magic." Albwin replies closing the book and putting it into his bag.
Phantom chuckles. "Wish I could help teach you about the type of magic you use, but we are in very different areas there. You wield arcane, and I wield divine."
"Oh. Well all users are different right?" Albwin says with a laugh.
Phantom nods, laughing slightly. "True, although I could've helped you with some if you had a different form of magic, or Soldaer could. As it is, I don't know of anyone here who can help you with your particular form of magic, son."
A Goliath standing at about 6'8" walks into the tavern. He has blue eyes, brown hair, and has a trident on his back and a net at his hip. Across one of his legs is a deep cut that doesn't seem to bother him despite the bleeding. He sits down heavily in a chair and looks around the tavern
Vinx notices the newcomer, walks over and gestures to the wound "can I help you with that?"
The Goliath looks down at his leg. "Sure if ye want." he says, not exactly comfortable talking to people
Vinx bends down and takes out their screwdriver he taps the skin around the wound and the gash knits back together.
"Thank ye. Names Harveil. You are?" he says. His boots are covered with sand and are worn down a lot
"Vinx, good to meet you." Vinx nods
Harveil looks him up and down before muttering, "You would've died in the arena."
Alric is tinkering on a bird at a table near the wall.
My new character is mending his net.
Phantom is out by the lake (Freeing him up since Scyria went offline for now)
Elendon is back in the library, reading up on this world.
Soldaer is in his room, the door open. (Open invitation)
Albwin walks by the lake completely absorbed in his book
Phantom chuckles. Must be a good book there, son.
Albwin looks around startled. He then sees Phantom and smiles sheepishly. "Yeah. I'm learning a lot."
Phantom shifts back to his moon elf form and walks over, putting an arm around Albwin's shoulders. "What about?" He asks, acting very much like a curious father.
"Magic." Albwin replies closing the book and putting it into his bag.
Phantom chuckles. "Wish I could help teach you about the type of magic you use, but we are in very different areas there. You wield arcane, and I wield divine."
"Oh. Well all users are different right?" Albwin says with a laugh.
Phantom nods, laughing slightly. "True, although I could've helped you with some if you had a different form of magic, or Soldaer could. As it is, I don't know of anyone here who can help you with your particular form of magic, son."
A Goliath standing at about 6'8" walks into the tavern. He has blue eyes, brown hair, and has a trident on his back and a net at his hip. Across one of his legs is a deep cut that doesn't seem to bother him despite the bleeding. He sits down heavily in a chair and looks around the tavern
Vinx notices the newcomer, walks over and gestures to the wound "can I help you with that?"
The Goliath looks down at his leg. "Sure if ye want." he says, not exactly comfortable talking to people
Vinx bends down and takes out their screwdriver he taps the skin around the wound and the gash knits back together.
"Thank ye. Names Harveil. You are?" he says. His boots are covered with sand and are worn down a lot
"Vinx, good to meet you." Vinx nods
Harveil looks him up and down before muttering, "You would've died in the arena."
Vinx raises an eyebrow "you sure?" As goaty walks over Vinx turn to show you a massive Halberd strapped to his back and an equally massive crossbow tied there. There is a strange absence of a quiver.
A Goliath standing at about 6'8" walks into the tavern. He has blue eyes, brown hair, and has a trident on his back and a net at his hip. Across one of his legs is a deep cut that doesn't seem to bother him despite the bleeding. He sits down heavily in a chair and looks around the tavern
Vinx notices the newcomer, walks over and gestures to the wound "can I help you with that?"
The Goliath looks down at his leg. "Sure if ye want." he says, not exactly comfortable talking to people
Vinx bends down and takes out their screwdriver he taps the skin around the wound and the gash knits back together.
"Thank ye. Names Harveil. You are?" he says. His boots are covered with sand and are worn down a lot
"Vinx, good to meet you." Vinx nods
Harveil looks him up and down before muttering, "You would've died in the arena."
Vinx raises an eyebrow "you sure?" As goaty walks over Vinx turn to show you a massive Halberd strapped to his back and an equally massive crossbow tied there.
Harveil lets out a snort of laughter. "The weapons are only a third of combat. The rest is your mind and ability to stay calm and collected during a fight."
A Goliath standing at about 6'8" walks into the tavern. He has blue eyes, brown hair, and has a trident on his back and a net at his hip. Across one of his legs is a deep cut that doesn't seem to bother him despite the bleeding. He sits down heavily in a chair and looks around the tavern
Soldaer walks downstairs, having spent enough time in his room for now.
The Goliath watches him with interest
Shade comes bounding down the stairs behind Soldaer, and Soldaer rather quickly notices the wound on the goliath's leg. I'm Soldaer. Want me to take a look at your leg? I have some healing magic at my disposal.
"If ye want. Names Harveil, Harveil Stormbreaker."
Soldaer walks over. He has pale silver-blue hair, the dark, nearly ebony, skin tone usual for his people, and pale, almost mint, green eyes, and walks with the same easy grace as a hunting cat. He wears wears leather armor with bands of mithral and moonstone studs. Ornate engravings are visible in both the leather and on the bands of mithral. Over his shoulder is an ornate bow of blackened ash, carved to be reminiscent of dragon wings. On his left hip is a beautifully crafted rapier with a blade formed from a single, massive moonstone, and on his right is an ornate shortsword with engravings of spiders and spiderwebs. Flowing out from his back is a cloak of the deepest forest green, and hanging from an adamantite chain on his neck is an ornate whistle crafted from mithral, silver, and gold.
"Soldaer Torrae. Pleasure to meet you Harveil. Now, I'd like to try and heal you." With that, he kneels down, muttering a few words in druidic, and laying a gentle hand over the wound.
A Goliath standing at about 6'8" walks into the tavern. He has blue eyes, brown hair, and has a trident on his back and a net at his hip. Across one of his legs is a deep cut that doesn't seem to bother him despite the bleeding. He sits down heavily in a chair and looks around the tavern
Soldaer walks downstairs, having spent enough time in his room for now.
The Goliath watches him with interest
Shade comes bounding down the stairs behind Soldaer, and Soldaer rather quickly notices the wound on the goliath's leg. I'm Soldaer. Want me to take a look at your leg? I have some healing magic at my disposal.
"If ye want. Names Harveil, Harveil Stormbreaker."
Soldaer walks over. He has pale silver-blue hair, the dark, nearly ebony, skin tone usual for his people, and pale, almost mint, green eyes, and walks with the same easy grace as a hunting cat. He wears wears leather armor with bands of mithral and moonstone studs. Ornate engravings are visible in both the leather and on the bands of mithral. Over his shoulder is an ornate bow of blackened ash, carved to be reminiscent of dragon wings. On his left hip is a beautifully crafted rapier with a blade formed from a single, massive moonstone, and on his right is an ornate shortsword with engravings of spiders and spiderwebs. Flowing out from his back is a cloak of the deepest forest green, and hanging from an adamantite chain on his neck is an ornate whistle crafted from mithral, silver, and gold.
"Soldaer Torrae. Pleasure to meet you Harveil. Now, I'd like to try and heal you." With that, he kneels down, muttering a few words in druidic, and laying a gentle hand over the wound.
*17 HP back form a 3rd-lvl Cure Wounds*
The wound heals and Harveil shrugs. His boots are covered with dust and sand. The leather seems worn with use. "Thank ye."
Alric is tinkering on a bird at a table near the wall.
My new character is mending his net.
Phantom is out by the lake (Freeing him up since Scyria went offline for now)
Elendon is back in the library, reading up on this world.
Soldaer is in his room, the door open. (Open invitation)
Albwin walks by the lake completely absorbed in his book
Phantom chuckles. Must be a good book there, son.
Albwin looks around startled. He then sees Phantom and smiles sheepishly. "Yeah. I'm learning a lot."
Phantom shifts back to his moon elf form and walks over, putting an arm around Albwin's shoulders. "What about?" He asks, acting very much like a curious father.
"Magic." Albwin replies closing the book and putting it into his bag.
Phantom chuckles. "Wish I could help teach you about the type of magic you use, but we are in very different areas there. You wield arcane, and I wield divine."
"Oh. Well all users are different right?" Albwin says with a laugh.
Phantom nods, laughing slightly. "True, although I could've helped you with some if you had a different form of magic, or Soldaer could. As it is, I don't know of anyone here who can help you with your particular form of magic, son."
"Eh, its ok Pops. The book has taught me a lot."
Phantom laughs. "Pops? Alright then junior." He picks Albwin up easily and starts messing with his hair.
Alric is tinkering on a bird at a table near the wall.
My new character is mending his net.
Phantom is out by the lake (Freeing him up since Scyria went offline for now)
Elendon is back in the library, reading up on this world.
Soldaer is in his room, the door open. (Open invitation)
Albwin walks by the lake completely absorbed in his book
Phantom chuckles. Must be a good book there, son.
Albwin looks around startled. He then sees Phantom and smiles sheepishly. "Yeah. I'm learning a lot."
Phantom shifts back to his moon elf form and walks over, putting an arm around Albwin's shoulders. "What about?" He asks, acting very much like a curious father.
"Magic." Albwin replies closing the book and putting it into his bag.
Phantom chuckles. "Wish I could help teach you about the type of magic you use, but we are in very different areas there. You wield arcane, and I wield divine."
"Oh. Well all users are different right?" Albwin says with a laugh.
Phantom nods, laughing slightly. "True, although I could've helped you with some if you had a different form of magic, or Soldaer could. As it is, I don't know of anyone here who can help you with your particular form of magic, son."
"Eh, its ok Pops. The book has taught me a lot."
Phantom laughs. "Pops? Alright then junior." He picks Albwin up easily and starts messing with his hair.
*DARK MAGIC. COLLECT SARAIS LAST BREATH. KILL AVIZANDUM*
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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)
A Goliath standing at about 6'8" walks into the tavern. He has blue eyes, brown hair, and has a trident on his back and a net at his hip. Across one of his legs is a deep cut that doesn't seem to bother him despite the bleeding. He sits down heavily in a chair and looks around the tavern
Soldaer walks downstairs, having spent enough time in his room for now.
The Goliath watches him with interest
Shade comes bounding down the stairs behind Soldaer, and Soldaer rather quickly notices the wound on the goliath's leg. I'm Soldaer. Want me to take a look at your leg? I have some healing magic at my disposal.
"If ye want. Names Harveil, Harveil Stormbreaker."
Soldaer walks over. He has pale silver-blue hair, the dark, nearly ebony, skin tone usual for his people, and pale, almost mint, green eyes, and walks with the same easy grace as a hunting cat. He wears wears leather armor with bands of mithral and moonstone studs. Ornate engravings are visible in both the leather and on the bands of mithral. Over his shoulder is an ornate bow of blackened ash, carved to be reminiscent of dragon wings. On his left hip is a beautifully crafted rapier with a blade formed from a single, massive moonstone, and on his right is an ornate shortsword with engravings of spiders and spiderwebs. Flowing out from his back is a cloak of the deepest forest green, and hanging from an adamantite chain on his neck is an ornate whistle crafted from mithral, silver, and gold.
"Soldaer Torrae. Pleasure to meet you Harveil. Now, I'd like to try and heal you." With that, he kneels down, muttering a few words in druidic, and laying a gentle hand over the wound.
*17 HP back form a 3rd-lvl Cure Wounds*
The wound heals and Harveil shrugs. His boots are covered with dust and sand. The leather seems worn with use. "Thank ye."
"Of course." Soldaer stands back up before pulling up a chair and sitting across from Harveil. "Now, what brings you to The Tavern at the End of the World?"
Vinx snorts "you can't tell The power of some ones mind from a glance."
"True but their strength I usually can."
"These be weapons of magic crafted by yours truly, my intelligence is what matters when I fight with them."
"Magic is quite useless against steel and fibers stronger than mithril." He says with a laugh
*Heat metal? Wall of Force? Enchantment?*
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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)
Alric is tinkering on a bird at a table near the wall.
My new character is mending his net.
Phantom is out by the lake (Freeing him up since Scyria went offline for now)
Elendon is back in the library, reading up on this world.
Soldaer is in his room, the door open. (Open invitation)
Albwin walks by the lake completely absorbed in his book
Phantom chuckles. Must be a good book there, son.
Albwin looks around startled. He then sees Phantom and smiles sheepishly. "Yeah. I'm learning a lot."
Phantom shifts back to his moon elf form and walks over, putting an arm around Albwin's shoulders. "What about?" He asks, acting very much like a curious father.
"Magic." Albwin replies closing the book and putting it into his bag.
Phantom chuckles. "Wish I could help teach you about the type of magic you use, but we are in very different areas there. You wield arcane, and I wield divine."
"Oh. Well all users are different right?" Albwin says with a laugh.
Phantom nods, laughing slightly. "True, although I could've helped you with some if you had a different form of magic, or Soldaer could. As it is, I don't know of anyone here who can help you with your particular form of magic, son."
"Eh, its ok Pops. The book has taught me a lot."
Phantom laughs. "Pops? Alright then junior." He picks Albwin up easily and starts messing with his hair.
"Hey!" Albwin says while laughing. He shrugs off his bag and casts misty step appearing near the lakes edge. "Don't mess up my hairdo Pops!"
Vinx raises an eyebrow "have you ever watched someone fight with magic? You'd have to know if you were to estimate someone strength in combat at a glance" they say with a stern edge.
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Come check out some of my Homebrew (please give input!)
Make some trinket tables on this thread!
(I understand... But you have people here to support you)
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)
Phantom nods, laughing slightly. "True, although I could've helped you with some if you had a different form of magic, or Soldaer could. As it is, I don't know of anyone here who can help you with your particular form of magic, son."
Harveil looks him up and down before muttering, "You would've died in the arena."
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
"Eh, its ok Pops. The book has taught me a lot."
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
Vinx raises an eyebrow "you sure?" As goaty walks over Vinx turn to show you a massive Halberd strapped to his back and an equally massive crossbow tied there. There is a strange absence of a quiver.
Come check out some of my Homebrew (please give input!)
Make some trinket tables on this thread!
Harveil lets out a snort of laughter. "The weapons are only a third of combat. The rest is your mind and ability to stay calm and collected during a fight."
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
Soldaer walks over. He has pale silver-blue hair, the dark, nearly ebony, skin tone usual for his people, and pale, almost mint, green eyes, and walks with the same easy grace as a hunting cat. He wears wears leather armor with bands of mithral and moonstone studs. Ornate engravings are visible in both the leather and on the bands of mithral. Over his shoulder is an ornate bow of blackened ash, carved to be reminiscent of dragon wings. On his left hip is a beautifully crafted rapier with a blade formed from a single, massive moonstone, and on his right is an ornate shortsword with engravings of spiders and spiderwebs. Flowing out from his back is a cloak of the deepest forest green, and hanging from an adamantite chain on his neck is an ornate whistle crafted from mithral, silver, and gold.
"Soldaer Torrae. Pleasure to meet you Harveil. Now, I'd like to try and heal you." With that, he kneels down, muttering a few words in druidic, and laying a gentle hand over the wound.
*13 HP back form a 3rd-lvl Cure Wounds*
Vinx snorts "you can't tell The power of some ones mind from a glance."
Come check out some of my Homebrew (please give input!)
Make some trinket tables on this thread!
The wound heals and Harveil shrugs. His boots are covered with dust and sand. The leather seems worn with use. "Thank ye."
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
"True but their strength I usually can."
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
Phantom laughs. "Pops? Alright then junior." He picks Albwin up easily and starts messing with his hair.
"These be weapons of magic crafted by yours truly, my intelligence is what matters when I fight with them."
Come check out some of my Homebrew (please give input!)
Make some trinket tables on this thread!
*DARK MAGIC. COLLECT SARAIS LAST BREATH. KILL AVIZANDUM*
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)
"Magic is quite useless against steel and fibers stronger than mithril." He says with a laugh
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
"Of course." Soldaer stands back up before pulling up a chair and sitting across from Harveil. "Now, what brings you to The Tavern at the End of the World?"
*Heat metal? Wall of Force? Enchantment?*
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)
"Hey!" Albwin says while laughing. He shrugs off his bag and casts misty step appearing near the lakes edge. "Don't mess up my hairdo Pops!"
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
*-sigh- You think of everything but don't mind my dumb boi*
This is my alt account from the Theren_Dotsk one.
I play the Gladiator Goliath Harveil Stormbreaker, the half-elf ranger Theren Dotsk, and the half-elf Warlock Albwin Greengrass in the Tavern at the End of the World.
"Know your enemy, know yourself." Sun Tzu, Art of War.
Vinx raises an eyebrow "have you ever watched someone fight with magic? You'd have to know if you were to estimate someone strength in combat at a glance" they say with a stern edge.
Come check out some of my Homebrew (please give input!)
Make some trinket tables on this thread!