He raises an eyebrow "But what?" He asked, sitting in the warm sand
"Usually there's a 'but'."
"Its a bush that looks dead so things don't try and eat it. It uses camouflage to look like a D E A D bush." He said
"I thought it was going to be more along the lines of 'but it can kill you if you touch it wit your bare hands'."
He shakes his head "Its a plant, not a monster" he said and put up his hood to cover his head from the sun. "Some of them might be covered by sand so digging is a best bet" he did with a smile
"Did you bring a shovel?"
He shakes his head. "They are buried in s a n D, sand is easy to push away."
"I don't like sand. It gets everywhere. Even in places best left unsaid."
he chuckles a bit "Go dig sand, you said you wanted an adventurer, here it is."
"I wanted an adventure, not a chore..." She grumbled.
"To me, this is a adventure" he said with a small grin
"I don't see how you were worried for me."
"Because this calming, my other adventures are rather..... Dangerous"
"I want one of those."
"No.... No you don't" he said quietly
She flicked his ear. "Yes, I do."
'No you don't" he said sternly, eyes flashing something dangerous "I don't need you hurt"
She pulled out one of her daggers. "You know, it'd be a shame if one of my blades slipped and cut me somewhere..."
He rubbed the bridge of his nose "Just... Help me find these plants, I don't want to fight you right at this moment"
She held the sharp end of the blade to her palm. "Oh my, if only there was a way to stop it, by, let's say, a dangerous adventure...."
"Zylna, Don't."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Good morning! Kill me or something.... ah, here we go [Depressing remark here]*
Kai is working on a firearm, though its barely together
Azazel is looking for the crime boi who is adder
[Open slot for now, will intro someone soon]
*Hello! I love you, Alaric!*
Riley is relaxing.
Spawn is grumping, per usual.
*jhjhjsflhajshf, what?*
*You heard me :)*
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The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that... "Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent* "Eliksni must rise...yes?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
The sky near the tavern ripples, and a distant figure is quickly falling from the sky. Their wings are vainly flapping to control the fall while feathers are starting to loosen. It looks like they'll land outside of the safe zone.
Valian sees this "IS THAT ANOTHER FALLEN!?!?" He is both concerned & surprised, rapidly approaching where he thinks they'll land.
A gust of wind pushes the angel into the safe zone, and a sizable dent and explosion of feathers hits the ground.
He turns around now dashing to where they landed "Hey you conscious!"
A groan emits from the hole. "I wish I wasn't."
He attempts to take a better look while talking to them "I feel you there, does anything feel broken?"
A six foot-ish human is lying in the hole with a defeated look on his face. His hair is matted with blood, but the only thing out of place seems to be a pair of wings on his back, also bloodstained. "My life situation." He groans. "I have a few cuts if that's what you were asking.."
*what colour wings*
"Wow lot more brutal than when I Fell," He puts his hand out, "let me get you inside & find someone to heal you, & are you a Fallen?"
*White, stained red.* "I'd assume so." The person takes his hand and pulls himself out. Dirt spills from his breastplate as the man totters and steadies himself on Valian.
He unfolds his pitch black wings, "me too so don't worry, Planetar?" He steadily walks to the tavern, at the new ones pace.
He raises an eyebrow "But what?" He asked, sitting in the warm sand
"Usually there's a 'but'."
"Its a bush that looks dead so things don't try and eat it. It uses camouflage to look like a D E A D bush." He said
"I thought it was going to be more along the lines of 'but it can kill you if you touch it wit your bare hands'."
He shakes his head "Its a plant, not a monster" he said and put up his hood to cover his head from the sun. "Some of them might be covered by sand so digging is a best bet" he did with a smile
"Did you bring a shovel?"
He shakes his head. "They are buried in s a n D, sand is easy to push away."
"I don't like sand. It gets everywhere. Even in places best left unsaid."
he chuckles a bit "Go dig sand, you said you wanted an adventurer, here it is."
"I wanted an adventure, not a chore..." She grumbled.
"To me, this is a adventure" he said with a small grin
"I don't see how you were worried for me."
"Because this calming, my other adventures are rather..... Dangerous"
"I want one of those."
"No.... No you don't" he said quietly
She flicked his ear. "Yes, I do."
'No you don't" he said sternly, eyes flashing something dangerous "I don't need you hurt"
She pulled out one of her daggers. "You know, it'd be a shame if one of my blades slipped and cut me somewhere..."
He rubbed the bridge of his nose "Just... Help me find these plants, I don't want to fight you right at this moment"
She held the sharp end of the blade to her palm. "Oh my, if only there was a way to stop it, by, let's say, a dangerous adventure...."
"Zylna, Don't."
"Oh noooo....." She ran the blade over her palm slightly, drawing a few beads of blood.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
The sky near the tavern ripples, and a distant figure is quickly falling from the sky. Their wings are vainly flapping to control the fall while feathers are starting to loosen. It looks like they'll land outside of the safe zone.
Valian sees this "IS THAT ANOTHER FALLEN!?!?" He is both concerned & surprised, rapidly approaching where he thinks they'll land.
A gust of wind pushes the angel into the safe zone, and a sizable dent and explosion of feathers hits the ground.
He turns around now dashing to where they landed "Hey you conscious!"
A groan emits from the hole. "I wish I wasn't."
He attempts to take a better look while talking to them "I feel you there, does anything feel broken?"
A six foot-ish human is lying in the hole with a defeated look on his face. His hair is matted with blood, but the only thing out of place seems to be a pair of wings on his back, also bloodstained. "My life situation." He groans. "I have a few cuts if that's what you were asking.."
*what colour wings*
"Wow lot more brutal than when I Fell," He puts his hand out, "let me get you inside & find someone to heal you, & are you a Fallen?"
*White, stained red.* "I'd assume so." The person takes his hand and pulls himself out. Dirt spills from his breastplate as the man totters and steadies himself on Valian.
He unfolds his pitch black wings, "me too so don't worry, Planetar?" He steadily walks to the tavern, at the new ones pace.
"That sounds familiar." The person is walking pretty slowly towards the tavern. "I could really go for a nap. And some food."
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
He raises an eyebrow "But what?" He asked, sitting in the warm sand
"Usually there's a 'but'."
"Its a bush that looks dead so things don't try and eat it. It uses camouflage to look like a D E A D bush." He said
"I thought it was going to be more along the lines of 'but it can kill you if you touch it wit your bare hands'."
He shakes his head "Its a plant, not a monster" he said and put up his hood to cover his head from the sun. "Some of them might be covered by sand so digging is a best bet" he did with a smile
"Did you bring a shovel?"
He shakes his head. "They are buried in s a n D, sand is easy to push away."
"I don't like sand. It gets everywhere. Even in places best left unsaid."
he chuckles a bit "Go dig sand, you said you wanted an adventurer, here it is."
"I wanted an adventure, not a chore..." She grumbled.
"To me, this is a adventure" he said with a small grin
"I don't see how you were worried for me."
"Because this calming, my other adventures are rather..... Dangerous"
"I want one of those."
"No.... No you don't" he said quietly
She flicked his ear. "Yes, I do."
'No you don't" he said sternly, eyes flashing something dangerous "I don't need you hurt"
She pulled out one of her daggers. "You know, it'd be a shame if one of my blades slipped and cut me somewhere..."
He rubbed the bridge of his nose "Just... Help me find these plants, I don't want to fight you right at this moment"
She held the sharp end of the blade to her palm. "Oh my, if only there was a way to stop it, by, let's say, a dangerous adventure...."
"Zylna, Don't."
"Oh noooo....." She ran the blade over her palm slightly, drawing a few beads of blood.
He grew visibly angry and stepped forward towards her.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
He raises an eyebrow "But what?" He asked, sitting in the warm sand
"Usually there's a 'but'."
"Its a bush that looks dead so things don't try and eat it. It uses camouflage to look like a D E A D bush." He said
"I thought it was going to be more along the lines of 'but it can kill you if you touch it wit your bare hands'."
He shakes his head "Its a plant, not a monster" he said and put up his hood to cover his head from the sun. "Some of them might be covered by sand so digging is a best bet" he did with a smile
"Did you bring a shovel?"
He shakes his head. "They are buried in s a n D, sand is easy to push away."
"I don't like sand. It gets everywhere. Even in places best left unsaid."
he chuckles a bit "Go dig sand, you said you wanted an adventurer, here it is."
"I wanted an adventure, not a chore..." She grumbled.
"To me, this is a adventure" he said with a small grin
"I don't see how you were worried for me."
"Because this calming, my other adventures are rather..... Dangerous"
"I want one of those."
"No.... No you don't" he said quietly
She flicked his ear. "Yes, I do."
'No you don't" he said sternly, eyes flashing something dangerous "I don't need you hurt"
She pulled out one of her daggers. "You know, it'd be a shame if one of my blades slipped and cut me somewhere..."
He rubbed the bridge of his nose "Just... Help me find these plants, I don't want to fight you right at this moment"
She held the sharp end of the blade to her palm. "Oh my, if only there was a way to stop it, by, let's say, a dangerous adventure...."
"Zylna, Don't."
"Oh noooo....." She ran the blade over her palm slightly, drawing a few beads of blood.
He grew visibly angry and stepped forward towards her.
"If only there was a way to stop it, like a dangerous adventure." She held her ground and ran the blade over her palm again, drawing slightly more blood.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
The sky near the tavern ripples, and a distant figure is quickly falling from the sky. Their wings are vainly flapping to control the fall while feathers are starting to loosen. It looks like they'll land outside of the safe zone.
Valian sees this "IS THAT ANOTHER FALLEN!?!?" He is both concerned & surprised, rapidly approaching where he thinks they'll land.
A gust of wind pushes the angel into the safe zone, and a sizable dent and explosion of feathers hits the ground.
He turns around now dashing to where they landed "Hey you conscious!"
A groan emits from the hole. "I wish I wasn't."
He attempts to take a better look while talking to them "I feel you there, does anything feel broken?"
A six foot-ish human is lying in the hole with a defeated look on his face. His hair is matted with blood, but the only thing out of place seems to be a pair of wings on his back, also bloodstained. "My life situation." He groans. "I have a few cuts if that's what you were asking.."
*what colour wings*
"Wow lot more brutal than when I Fell," He puts his hand out, "let me get you inside & find someone to heal you, & are you a Fallen?"
*White, stained red.* "I'd assume so." The person takes his hand and pulls himself out. Dirt spills from his breastplate as the man totters and steadies himself on Valian.
He unfolds his pitch black wings, "me too so don't worry, Planetar?" He steadily walks to the tavern, at the new ones pace.
"That sounds familiar." The person is walking pretty slowly towards the tavern. "I could really go for a nap. And some food."
"Man you not remember, I know it's hazy for me but man you got it worse." He says, mostly talking to himself.
He raises an eyebrow "But what?" He asked, sitting in the warm sand
"Usually there's a 'but'."
"Its a bush that looks dead so things don't try and eat it. It uses camouflage to look like a D E A D bush." He said
"I thought it was going to be more along the lines of 'but it can kill you if you touch it wit your bare hands'."
He shakes his head "Its a plant, not a monster" he said and put up his hood to cover his head from the sun. "Some of them might be covered by sand so digging is a best bet" he did with a smile
"Did you bring a shovel?"
He shakes his head. "They are buried in s a n D, sand is easy to push away."
"I don't like sand. It gets everywhere. Even in places best left unsaid."
he chuckles a bit "Go dig sand, you said you wanted an adventurer, here it is."
"I wanted an adventure, not a chore..." She grumbled.
"To me, this is a adventure" he said with a small grin
"I don't see how you were worried for me."
"Because this calming, my other adventures are rather..... Dangerous"
"I want one of those."
"No.... No you don't" he said quietly
She flicked his ear. "Yes, I do."
'No you don't" he said sternly, eyes flashing something dangerous "I don't need you hurt"
She pulled out one of her daggers. "You know, it'd be a shame if one of my blades slipped and cut me somewhere..."
He rubbed the bridge of his nose "Just... Help me find these plants, I don't want to fight you right at this moment"
She held the sharp end of the blade to her palm. "Oh my, if only there was a way to stop it, by, let's say, a dangerous adventure...."
"Zylna, Don't."
"Oh noooo....." She ran the blade over her palm slightly, drawing a few beads of blood.
He grew visibly angry and stepped forward towards her.
"If only there was a way to stop it, like a dangerous adventure." She held her ground and ran the blade over her palm again, drawing slightly more blood.
He snatches the blade from her.
(IDK Dex maybe): 6
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The sky near the tavern ripples, and a distant figure is quickly falling from the sky. Their wings are vainly flapping to control the fall while feathers are starting to loosen. It looks like they'll land outside of the safe zone.
Valian sees this "IS THAT ANOTHER FALLEN!?!?" He is both concerned & surprised, rapidly approaching where he thinks they'll land.
A gust of wind pushes the angel into the safe zone, and a sizable dent and explosion of feathers hits the ground.
He turns around now dashing to where they landed "Hey you conscious!"
A groan emits from the hole. "I wish I wasn't."
He attempts to take a better look while talking to them "I feel you there, does anything feel broken?"
A six foot-ish human is lying in the hole with a defeated look on his face. His hair is matted with blood, but the only thing out of place seems to be a pair of wings on his back, also bloodstained. "My life situation." He groans. "I have a few cuts if that's what you were asking.."
*what colour wings*
"Wow lot more brutal than when I Fell," He puts his hand out, "let me get you inside & find someone to heal you, & are you a Fallen?"
*White, stained red.* "I'd assume so." The person takes his hand and pulls himself out. Dirt spills from his breastplate as the man totters and steadies himself on Valian.
He unfolds his pitch black wings, "me too so don't worry, Planetar?" He steadily walks to the tavern, at the new ones pace.
"That sounds familiar." The person is walking pretty slowly towards the tavern. "I could really go for a nap. And some food."
"Man you not remember, I know it's hazy for me but man you got it worse." He says, mostly talking to himself.
"I pissed someone off. The wrong person." He groans again. "I need to sit down."
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
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Adder is currently upside down in a bush, that is on fire.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Zylna, Don't."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Fin is taking a walk in the woods
Turin is eating mushroom soup
Krathian is brooding in his room
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"
*You heard me :)*
The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that...
"Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent*
"Eliksni must rise...yes?"
_________
When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
He unfolds his pitch black wings, "me too so don't worry, Planetar?" He steadily walks to the tavern, at the new ones pace.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Oh noooo....." She ran the blade over her palm slightly, drawing a few beads of blood.
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.
Azazel sighs, "Son of-" He mutters, going to pull adder out of the fire
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
*Why?*
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
*if you look to my post with adder there's a demon laughing at Kentucky Fried Tiefling.*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"That sounds familiar." The person is walking pretty slowly towards the tavern. "I could really go for a nap. And some food."
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
He grew visibly angry and stepped forward towards her.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Adder smiles "Hi there!"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"If only there was a way to stop it, like a dangerous adventure." She held her ground and ran the blade over her palm again, drawing slightly more blood.
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.
"Man you not remember, I know it's hazy for me but man you got it worse." He says, mostly talking to himself.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Azazel gib slaps them, before going to help adder
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"Outta the fire bush," He says, pulling him up
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
He snatches the blade from her.
(IDK Dex maybe): 6
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*:D YES A GIB SLAP*
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"
*YES! NCIS REFRENCE!!!!!!*
"I pissed someone off. The wrong person." He groans again. "I need to sit down."
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.