Inside is a sugar glazed doughnut with fresh berries on it. The berries consist of elderberry, strawberry and blueberry. Light powder sugar is sprinkled over the top like delicate snow.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Q'ilbrith hangs from the rafters by his tentacles above them, trying to see what they're reading
*Description please?*
*Reborn half elf divination wizard. Takes the form of an old, world weary man*
The language is in heriogylphs, with strange diagram of devils
*Mentally reenacts scene in David Tenant's Hamlet w Polonius. "What do you read my lord?"*
"What are you are you reading?" Q'ilbrith asks, flop/scooting down a nearby support beam.
A book on Devils. Particually Nessus. They say, putting it down and looking for Q'ilbrith *description*
"Who might you be?"
"Q'ilbrith, servant of Orvar" he flop/scoots around to face Lysander. "Who are you?"
*Q'ilbrith appears to be a small octopus with black skin and white eyes.*
"Lysander." They say simply. "And who might Orvar be?"
"No one of much import to you, though I suppose you might find it interesting that he is what you might call an Eldritch horror, Lysander."
From the far realm? Mmm... He might. You never know.
*Ooo. Plot ideas are forming*
*Awww yeah.*
"You might never know what, flesh-walker?" asks Q'il warily.
*Mind if we talk about stuff?*
Whether he might be to use to me. I have... powerful enemies and I have been seeking to form a collation against them. The more the merrier
"Hmmm, I will have to speak with Krathian and ascertain whether this is acceptable. We should all three speak. Please excuse his disheveled state, he's been going through a difficult time and is drinking a tad too much ... again."
Mmm... It sounds like he needs Tankard of Sobriety. Want you to give you mine for a bit?
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Inside is a sugar glazed doughnut with fresh berries on it. The berries consist of elderberry, strawberry and blueberry. Light powder sugar is sprinkled over the top like delicate snow.
Zylna's stomach rumbles upon seeing it, making her realize how hungry she is.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Valian runs back with with a loaf of bread, a glass of water, a wet rag, & bandages, placing them all on the table, "I got you food, you'll be ok, sadly I don't have healing magic." He starts wiping the cuts & blood with the rag, bandaging the clean wounds.
"Jeez, you don't have to do that. I'm not that important." The person flushes a little. "I think my name is Barachiel. What can I call you?"
"Valian, & what is with all the people here acting like they're dirt! First Atemos, & now you, yeesh, anyways few things you need to know, there is protection around the tavern that stops people & things from getting hurt, so If a devil tries to trick you into selling them your soul, DO NOT, agree, even if they death threat you,. . ." Valian continues to tend his wounds, but gives at look at the glyphs on his arms.
Barachiel grins. "You want me to act like I'm better than you? I'll have you know my job is specifically to relieve suffering." Barachiel then seems washed over by a wave of sadness. "Was."
"Yeah, you'll get over falling, being mortal is actually pretty great, as long as you have a soul," Another glance to his glyphs, "but hey, I did & I still like it so. Alright by the armour I'm guessing you were a planetar."
Inside is a sugar glazed doughnut with fresh berries on it. The berries consist of elderberry, strawberry and blueberry. Light powder sugar is sprinkled over the top like delicate snow.
Zylna's stomach rumbles upon seeing it, making her realize how hungry she is.
"You can eat it if you want" a voice said. Stroth leaned in the doorway then walked over, sitting besides her.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Inside is a sugar glazed doughnut with fresh berries on it. The berries consist of elderberry, strawberry and blueberry. Light powder sugar is sprinkled over the top like delicate snow.
Zylna's stomach rumbles upon seeing it, making her realize how hungry she is.
"You can eat it if you want" a voice said. Stroth leaned in the doorway then walked over, sitting besides her.
"Only because I'm starving." She devours the doughnut.
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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.
Valian runs back with with a loaf of bread, a glass of water, a wet rag, & bandages, placing them all on the table, "I got you food, you'll be ok, sadly I don't have healing magic." He starts wiping the cuts & blood with the rag, bandaging the clean wounds.
"Jeez, you don't have to do that. I'm not that important." The person flushes a little. "I think my name is Barachiel. What can I call you?"
"Valian, & what is with all the people here acting like they're dirt! First Atemos, & now you, yeesh, anyways few things you need to know, there is protection around the tavern that stops people & things from getting hurt, so If a devil tries to trick you into selling them your soul, DO NOT, agree, even if they death threat you,. . ." Valian continues to tend his wounds, but gives at look at the glyphs on his arms.
Barachiel grins. "You want me to act like I'm better than you? I'll have you know my job is specifically to relieve suffering." Barachiel then seems washed over by a wave of sadness. "Was."
"Yeah, you'll get over falling, being mortal is actually pretty great, as long as you have a soul," Another glance to his glyphs, "but hey, I did & I still like it so. Alright by the armour I'm guessing you were a planetar."
"That sounds right." Barachiel frowns. "Are you trying to get me to ask about your arms?"
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.
Inside is a sugar glazed doughnut with fresh berries on it. The berries consist of elderberry, strawberry and blueberry. Light powder sugar is sprinkled over the top like delicate snow.
Zylna's stomach rumbles upon seeing it, making her realize how hungry she is.
"You can eat it if you want" a voice said. Stroth leaned in the doorway then walked over, sitting besides her.
"Only because I'm starving." She devours the doughnut.
He smiles "Then you need to eat more"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Inside is a sugar glazed doughnut with fresh berries on it. The berries consist of elderberry, strawberry and blueberry. Light powder sugar is sprinkled over the top like delicate snow.
Zylna's stomach rumbles upon seeing it, making her realize how hungry she is.
"You can eat it if you want" a voice said. Stroth leaned in the doorway then walked over, sitting besides her.
"Only because I'm starving." She devours the doughnut.
He smiles "Then you need to eat more"
She wipes some of the stray powder from her mouth. "Like I said, I don't have money."
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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.
Valian runs back with with a loaf of bread, a glass of water, a wet rag, & bandages, placing them all on the table, "I got you food, you'll be ok, sadly I don't have healing magic." He starts wiping the cuts & blood with the rag, bandaging the clean wounds.
"Jeez, you don't have to do that. I'm not that important." The person flushes a little. "I think my name is Barachiel. What can I call you?"
"Valian, & what is with all the people here acting like they're dirt! First Atemos, & now you, yeesh, anyways few things you need to know, there is protection around the tavern that stops people & things from getting hurt, so If a devil tries to trick you into selling them your soul, DO NOT, agree, even if they death threat you,. . ." Valian continues to tend his wounds, but gives at look at the glyphs on his arms.
Barachiel grins. "You want me to act like I'm better than you? I'll have you know my job is specifically to relieve suffering." Barachiel then seems washed over by a wave of sadness. "Was."
"Yeah, you'll get over falling, being mortal is actually pretty great, as long as you have a soul," Another glance to his glyphs, "but hey, I did & I still like it so. Alright by the armour I'm guessing you were a planetar."
"That sounds right." Barachiel frowns. "Are you trying to get me to ask about your arms?"
"What?" He looks up, "Oh I wasn't trying to, guess I looked at them subconsciously, short story is same reason I told you not to sell your soul is why I got these, so, who did you anger?" He goes back to tending the rest of the wounds.
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She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
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Inside is a sugar glazed doughnut with fresh berries on it. The berries consist of elderberry, strawberry and blueberry. Light powder sugar is sprinkled over the top like delicate snow.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Mmm... It sounds like he needs Tankard of Sobriety. Want you to give you mine for a bit?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Zylna's stomach rumbles upon seeing it, making her realize how hungry she is.
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.
He sighs and turns around once upon a secure branch. "Happy?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Yeah, you'll get over falling, being mortal is actually pretty great, as long as you have a soul," Another glance to his glyphs, "but hey, I did & I still like it so. Alright by the armour I'm guessing you were a planetar."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"You can eat it if you want" a voice said. Stroth leaned in the doorway then walked over, sitting besides her.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"YOu shouldn't take pain killers"
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
"Only because I'm starving." She devours the doughnut.
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.
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Oh" Adder said disappointedly "i expected you bigger"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"That sounds right." Barachiel frowns. "Are you trying to get me to ask about your arms?"
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.
"Mnnn" he groaned in response
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He smiles "Then you need to eat more"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Azazel sighs, patting his back
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
She wipes some of the stray powder from her mouth. "Like I said, I don't have money."
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.
Caelum is.
[slot open]
[slot open]
I am preparing to fill the slots.
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
*they are size large FYI*
"I am bigger then most. Exspcected me to rival giants?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Lysander waves at the dragon
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Adder chuckles "Ill be fine"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"What?" He looks up, "Oh I wasn't trying to, guess I looked at them subconsciously, short story is same reason I told you not to sell your soul is why I got these, so, who did you anger?" He goes back to tending the rest of the wounds.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.