An old (slightly skinny) man walks in, thinking about something or another. His face seems human, although there is an unnatural quality that one just can't place. Beneath his cloak (which is made from black leathery displacer beast hide) lies numerous trinkets and baubles, among them a crystal ball and an ornate wolf statue. He surveys the place, before smirking slightly and sits down, ordering a dwarven ale
*Lysander is back and here to stay (hopefully)*
zya teleports over
"Nice seeing you, Lysander."
A small striped hyena tries to trip him.
"Hi little buddy. I am doing good, Lysander."
"Nice. How is the business?"
"I am scamming angels... so good."
"Atemos..how is Valitya doing? and how... how are you doing? I have not seen the death dells in a while."
“I don’t know how Valitya is.. I wasn’t able to go with the group. And you’re welcome to come to the Death Dells anytime if you’d like. Not in the inner part though.”
"Why not? I would be fine.."
Atemos folded his arms. “You sell information for a living. I’m not letting you into my house.”
"What If I swear not to collect any while there? I have no integrity, but I do have honor."
Atemos raised an eyebrow.
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"Alecto. Alecto the shardmind, I guess. A paladin?"
“Indeed I am. What is a shardmind..?”
"Mmm... A sapient that is formed from astral crystals bound together via psionics. They are a race, and I am just one of them." He says, referencing to himself
He nodded. “Be careful though. Resurrection is painful.”
"Don't worry, I have done it two times already."
“Ready when you are.”
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Rāxern is grumpy that he can't set the tavern on fire for some reason. *he's new btw.*
Quaelanian is writing some stuff down on a piece of parchment.
Alecto waves. "Something wrong?"
"I threw a flask of my fire at this building outside, first it didn't shatter, so I pour it onto the building, the liquid sets on fire, but not here!"
*his intro from yesterday*
A tree in the distance erupts in flame from a flask shattering on it, cackling heard soon after, its a rough but high-ish pitched voice, the tree's kicked down after its weakened, the fire spreading to some nearby grass before it all quells down. A figure jumps onto the charred tree, its a 5'6" red skinned person, with horns going back and up, to a pointed tip. They have yellow almost lizard like eyes, a split ended tongue, hands that go to little claws, & their skin is harder & rougher then regular flesh, like it's almost scaled. They wear simple black clothing under numerous bits of gear, a backpack, a pouch above their right hip, a vendetta of flasks with a thick grey-black liquid, a small quiver on their left thigh with crossbow bolts that go to the light crossbow hung on their right thigh, rough bladed daggers strapped to the front of each thigh, a sickle on their right side with an equally rough blade, alchemists tools ready to use on the left side of the back pack, & leather armour underneath all the gear. "All here will know the name of Rāxern The Explosive! AHAHAHAHA!" He gives a crazed smile with his ragged teeth, but still manages to make it look nice.
"Alecto. Alecto the shardmind, I guess. A paladin?"
“Indeed I am. What is a shardmind..?”
"Mmm... A sapient that is formed from astral crystals bound together via psionics. They are a race, and I am just one of them." He says, referencing to himself
“Interesting. What’s an astral creature such as yourself doing here?”
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Rāxern is grumpy that he can't set the tavern on fire for some reason. *he's new btw.*
Quaelanian is writing some stuff down on a piece of parchment.
Alecto waves. "Something wrong?"
"I threw a flask of my fire at this building outside, first it didn't shatter, so I pour it onto the building, the liquid sets on fire, but not here!"
*his intro from yesterday*
A tree in the distance erupts in flame from a flask shattering on it, cackling heard soon after, its a rough but high-ish pitched voice, the tree's kicked down after its weakened, the fire spreading to some nearby grass before it all quells down. A figure jumps onto the charred tree, its a 5'6" red skinned person, with horns going back and up, to a pointed tip. They have yellow almost lizard like eyes, a split ended tongue, hands that go to little claws, & their skin is harder & rougher then regular flesh, like it's almost scaled. They wear simple black clothing under numerous bits of gear, a backpack, a pouch above their right hip, a vendetta of flasks with a thick grey-black liquid, a small quiver on their left thigh with crossbow bolts that go to the light crossbow hung on their right thigh, rough bladed daggers strapped to the front of each thigh, a sickle on their right side with an equally rough blade, alchemists tools ready to use on the left side of the back pack, & leather armour underneath all the gear. "All here will know the name of Rāxern The Explosive! AHAHAHAHA!" He gives a crazed smile with his ragged teeth, but still manages to make it look nice.
"How sad. Your another pyromaniac?"
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He nodded. “Be careful though. Resurrection is painful.”
"Don't worry, I have done it two times already."
“Ready when you are.”
"Good. When I die, hopefully, we all will be ready."
“Are you planning on dying right now..?”
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"Me neither," He stares at them for a second before looking back at Atemos.
Atemos went silent, meeting his gaze before looking away. “So the Upper Planes.. did you enjoy living there?”
He almost seems saddened when he looks away "it was nice, & now looking back, it was mostly the same stuff for for those 1,000 years."
“A thousand years..? Wow.. I’ve only been alive for about.. 20 something? Perks of being immortal I suppose.” Atemos shut his eyes.
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Rāxern is grumpy that he can't set the tavern on fire for some reason. *he's new btw.*
Quaelanian is writing some stuff down on a piece of parchment.
Alecto waves. "Something wrong?"
"I threw a flask of my fire at this building outside, first it didn't shatter, so I pour it onto the building, the liquid sets on fire, but not here!"
*his intro from yesterday*
A tree in the distance erupts in flame from a flask shattering on it, cackling heard soon after, its a rough but high-ish pitched voice, the tree's kicked down after its weakened, the fire spreading to some nearby grass before it all quells down. A figure jumps onto the charred tree, its a 5'6" red skinned person, with horns going back and up, to a pointed tip. They have yellow almost lizard like eyes, a split ended tongue, hands that go to little claws, & their skin is harder & rougher then regular flesh, like it's almost scaled. They wear simple black clothing under numerous bits of gear, a backpack, a pouch above their right hip, a vendetta of flasks with a thick grey-black liquid, a small quiver on their left thigh with crossbow bolts that go to the light crossbow hung on their right thigh, rough bladed daggers strapped to the front of each thigh, a sickle on their right side with an equally rough blade, alchemists tools ready to use on the left side of the back pack, & leather armour underneath all the gear. "All here will know the name of Rāxern The Explosive! AHAHAHAHA!" He gives a crazed smile with his ragged teeth, but still manages to make it look nice.
"How sad. Your another pyromaniac?"
"Woah I like destruction, ALOT" An crazed look from him before it goes grumpy again "but I'm not a maniac." *dunno what lysander has so I'm telling you now that he's a demon.*
"Alecto. Alecto the shardmind, I guess. A paladin?"
“Indeed I am. What is a shardmind..?”
"Mmm... A sapient that is formed from astral crystals bound together via psionics. They are a race, and I am just one of them." He says, referencing to himself
Rāxern is grumpy that he can't set the tavern on fire for some reason. *he's new btw.*
Quaelanian is writing some stuff down on a piece of parchment.
Alecto waves. "Something wrong?"
"I threw a flask of my fire at this building outside, first it didn't shatter, so I pour it onto the building, the liquid sets on fire, but not here!"
*his intro from yesterday*
A tree in the distance erupts in flame from a flask shattering on it, cackling heard soon after, its a rough but high-ish pitched voice, the tree's kicked down after its weakened, the fire spreading to some nearby grass before it all quells down. A figure jumps onto the charred tree, its a 5'6" red skinned person, with horns going back and up, to a pointed tip. They have yellow almost lizard like eyes, a split ended tongue, hands that go to little claws, & their skin is harder & rougher then regular flesh, like it's almost scaled. They wear simple black clothing under numerous bits of gear, a backpack, a pouch above their right hip, a vendetta of flasks with a thick grey-black liquid, a small quiver on their left thigh with crossbow bolts that go to the light crossbow hung on their right thigh, rough bladed daggers strapped to the front of each thigh, a sickle on their right side with an equally rough blade, alchemists tools ready to use on the left side of the back pack, & leather armour underneath all the gear. "All here will know the name of Rāxern The Explosive! AHAHAHAHA!" He gives a crazed smile with his ragged teeth, but still manages to make it look nice.
"How sad. Your another pyromaniac?"
"Woah I like destruction, ALOT" An crazed look from him before it goes grumpy again "but I'm not a maniac." *dunno what lysander has so I'm telling you now that he's a demon.*
"Sure. Must be quite an expensive job and hobby."
*What do you mean?*
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He nodded. “Be careful though. Resurrection is painful.”
"Don't worry, I have done it two times already."
“Ready when you are.”
"Good. When I die, hopefully, we all will be ready."
“Are you planning on dying right now..?”
"Soon, but not now... Sorry if I didn't make that clear."
Atemos nodded. “Want me to get you a drink?
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Atemos raised an eyebrow.
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"Mmm... A sapient that is formed from astral crystals bound together via psionics. They are a race, and I am just one of them." He says, referencing to himself
*Image of a shardmind from 4e*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
“Ready when you are.”
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making a smoothie for meta
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"I threw a flask of my fire at this building outside, first it didn't shatter, so I pour it onto the building, the liquid sets on fire, but not here!"
*his intro from yesterday*
A tree in the distance erupts in flame from a flask shattering on it, cackling heard soon after, its a rough but high-ish pitched voice, the tree's kicked down after its weakened, the fire spreading to some nearby grass before it all quells down. A figure jumps onto the charred tree, its a 5'6" red skinned person, with horns going back and up, to a pointed tip. They have yellow almost lizard like eyes, a split ended tongue, hands that go to little claws, & their skin is harder & rougher then regular flesh, like it's almost scaled. They wear simple black clothing under numerous bits of gear, a backpack, a pouch above their right hip, a vendetta of flasks with a thick grey-black liquid, a small quiver on their left thigh with crossbow bolts that go to the light crossbow hung on their right thigh, rough bladed daggers strapped to the front of each thigh, a sickle on their right side with an equally rough blade, alchemists tools ready to use on the left side of the back pack, & leather armour underneath all the gear. "All here will know the name of Rāxern The Explosive! AHAHAHAHA!" He gives a crazed smile with his ragged teeth, but still manages to make it look nice.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"No, seriously.Want me to take a blood oath?"
N/A
“Interesting. What’s an astral creature such as yourself doing here?”
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"Good. When I die, hopefully, we all will be ready."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
“No. Why do you want to go to my house?”
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"How sad. Your another pyromaniac?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
“Are you planning on dying right now..?”
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He almost seems saddened when he looks away "it was nice, & now looking back, it was mostly the same stuff for for those 1,000 years."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Soon, but not now... Sorry if I didn't make that clear."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
“A thousand years..? Wow.. I’ve only been alive for about.. 20 something? Perks of being immortal I suppose.” Atemos shut his eyes.
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"It seems interesting, and friends visit eachothers houses. You can come to mine if you want. I have a nice demiplane guest bedroom."
N/A
"Woah I like destruction, ALOT" An crazed look from him before it goes grumpy again "but I'm not a maniac." *dunno what lysander has so I'm telling you now that he's a demon.*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"I travel through the planes, after all the Astral Plane is but a transitive plane. Also, a bounty hunter needs to follow their mark."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Sure. Must be quite an expensive job and hobby."
*What do you mean?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"1,242 if you want to be specific, yet it almost feel like its longer than that in the little time I've been here." He fully lays back onto the bed.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Atemos nodded. “Want me to get you a drink?
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"Sure. Enjoy your Christmas gift?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now