Soldaer is training outside, taking on two of the animated targets at the same time.
Yazrin is in the woods.
The Doctor is searching for Strax with Penny.
Gwen watches, curious and afriad
Soldaer steps back out of melee suddenly and a bolt of pure radiance flies out from his rapier, striking one of the two targets and causing it to fall in a heap, deactivated.
Gwen watches, excited and much more afriad. They wait for Soldaer to be done
Soldaer steps back into melee, and with a rapid flurry of strikes (5 to be specific; three with the rapier and two with the shortsword.), the second target goes down. Soldaer's barely breathing hard, and only has a single scratch on him. He Nia I've to his fallen opponents and turns around, sending his blades into a spin in his hands before fluidly sliding them into their sheaths.
Gwen waves, safely inside the zone
Soldaer turns and waves back, his eyes an unusual mixture of forest green and gold, reminding Gwen of sunlight streaming through a forest canopy. He makes his way over towards them.
"Umm... hi?" They say, worried and kinda excited to meet someone new
Soldaer chuckles. "Hello. Saw you watching me. Did you want something?"
*Keep in mind, that he looks basically the same as a Drow, although his eyes are more like those you'd expect from a wood elf.*
"Just... curious a bit." They pause for a while, "Oh, my name is Gwen." They say, exstending a hand to shake
Soldaer chuckles again. "Soldaer Torrae." He says, shaking Gwen's hand.
"Nice to meet you... um... So swordsman? You remind me of one of my siblings..."
Soldaer smiles. "Ranger of Mielikki and Druid of Eilistraee. So yes, a bit of a swordsman, although I rely on magic as much as my blades."
"So bladesinger?"
Soldaer laughs. "No, although one of my younger brothers is following that path of study."
"Intersting... um... How are they?"
Soldaer sighs. "Most of my brothers are too uptight...they take their rank as princes far too seriously. I wish they would learn to relax...but they won't." He chuckles sadly.
"Mmm... What do you think of nobles?"
Soldaer chuckles. "I'm Crown Prince of the throne of the Twilight Elves. My parents a fair and just, and not afraid to fight in battle if needed. Most of the nobles in my would are similar to them, in fact."
"Cool... I'm the exiled princess from my homeland..." They admit
Soldaer raises an eyebrow, and smiles slightly. "Really? Interesting. I'm not exiled, although I choose to live away from the palace. Too much drama there. Besides, there was a certain someone that I liked, and if I had stayed in the palace, I probably would've had my wife chosen for me." He says with a wry grin and slight chuckle.
"I see... Who knows, maybe when I grow up I reclaim my principality... but that is 1,000 years away."
Soldaer chuckles. (You're more than just a elf, aren't you? Full elves usually only lube to be at most 800, occasionally you'll get an individual who will live to be over one thousand.)
Um... yes They admit. I'm a half dragon
*Half dragon, undying warlock. So lifespan is 15,000 years*
*Jeez...*
Soldaer smiles. (Half dragon. Interesting. You know, I'm friends with a greatwyrm... He's currently dealing with twins his wife left behind when she died...) His voice trails off, and Gwen can almost taste the sadness in his voice.
*Fun*
Oh... well maybe I will meet them eventually....................... When did the wife die? If I may ask
Soldaer laughs sadly. (At their wedding, just under two weeks ago. Some sort of fallen deity came and killed her, almost as though it signed her out...... They had just been officially wedded, said their vows.... And then she was gone...) The gold in Soldaer's eyes almost seems to fade back into the background, leaving them pale green.
i see... Well at least the kids aren't orphaned like me. My father died due to natural causes, but Mom died due to... Matricide. Auntie flew into a fit of ragw and... Well it's not safe anymore for me
*ANd now i have nothing to do, but create characters..... sad times*
Soldaer is training outside, taking on three of the animated targets simultaneously this time.
*eeeny meeny miny cruise, i don't know who i should use*
A masked figure is watching from outside the training area
*Guessing Nia's still sleeping off the hangover then. XD*
Soldaer backs or of melee from the three targets, and calls down a beam of pure white radiance on two of them. They survive the initial blast, but die when the break follows them. The beam fades and Soldaer charges back into melee against it, dispatching it with ease.
Sik, my kobold friend, makes a chirping noise and waves as they walk by
Gwen waves back. "Um... Hi?"
They walk back over, offering a flower
"Oh, thank you." They say, putting it in their hair. "Who might you be?"
as soon as they put it in their hair, a length of vines ties their hair back in a braid, the flower growing more prominent on the vines
Gwen panics and rips it off. "What was that?!?!!‽"
once the flower is removed, the vines dissapear, sik chirping in a minorly frightened manor
Gwen examines the flower, before carefully putting it back on. If the vines grow again, it is clear she is not comfortable. "Happy?"
Sik shrugs, hopping up and pulling the flower out, seeing her not being comfortable, before chirping again, apologising in sign language
"Thanks? Look, it's a pretty flower just... I wasn't prepared to have my hair become infested with vines...." They think for a second. "Is all this because I am half dragon?"
*Another Tia situation?*
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Soldaer is training outside, taking on two of the animated targets at the same time.
Yazrin is in the woods.
The Doctor is searching for Strax with Penny.
Gwen watches, curious and afriad
Soldaer steps back out of melee suddenly and a bolt of pure radiance flies out from his rapier, striking one of the two targets and causing it to fall in a heap, deactivated.
Gwen watches, excited and much more afriad. They wait for Soldaer to be done
Soldaer steps back into melee, and with a rapid flurry of strikes (5 to be specific; three with the rapier and two with the shortsword.), the second target goes down. Soldaer's barely breathing hard, and only has a single scratch on him. He Nia I've to his fallen opponents and turns around, sending his blades into a spin in his hands before fluidly sliding them into their sheaths.
Gwen waves, safely inside the zone
Soldaer turns and waves back, his eyes an unusual mixture of forest green and gold, reminding Gwen of sunlight streaming through a forest canopy. He makes his way over towards them.
"Umm... hi?" They say, worried and kinda excited to meet someone new
Soldaer chuckles. "Hello. Saw you watching me. Did you want something?"
*Keep in mind, that he looks basically the same as a Drow, although his eyes are more like those you'd expect from a wood elf.*
"Just... curious a bit." They pause for a while, "Oh, my name is Gwen." They say, exstending a hand to shake
Soldaer chuckles again. "Soldaer Torrae." He says, shaking Gwen's hand.
"Nice to meet you... um... So swordsman? You remind me of one of my siblings..."
Soldaer smiles. "Ranger of Mielikki and Druid of Eilistraee. So yes, a bit of a swordsman, although I rely on magic as much as my blades."
"So bladesinger?"
Soldaer laughs. "No, although one of my younger brothers is following that path of study."
"Intersting... um... How are they?"
Soldaer sighs. "Most of my brothers are too uptight...they take their rank as princes far too seriously. I wish they would learn to relax...but they won't." He chuckles sadly.
"Mmm... What do you think of nobles?"
Soldaer chuckles. "I'm Crown Prince of the throne of the Twilight Elves. My parents a fair and just, and not afraid to fight in battle if needed. Most of the nobles in my would are similar to them, in fact."
"Cool... I'm the exiled princess from my homeland..." They admit
Soldaer raises an eyebrow, and smiles slightly. "Really? Interesting. I'm not exiled, although I choose to live away from the palace. Too much drama there. Besides, there was a certain someone that I liked, and if I had stayed in the palace, I probably would've had my wife chosen for me." He says with a wry grin and slight chuckle.
"I see... Who knows, maybe when I grow up I reclaim my principality... but that is 1,000 years away."
Soldaer chuckles. (You're more than just a elf, aren't you? Full elves usually only lube to be at most 800, occasionally you'll get an individual who will live to be over one thousand.)
Um... yes They admit. I'm a half dragon
*Half dragon, undying warlock. So lifespan is 15,000 years*
*Jeez...*
Soldaer smiles. (Half dragon. Interesting. You know, I'm friends with a greatwyrm... He's currently dealing with twins his wife left behind when she died...) His voice trails off, and Gwen can almost taste the sadness in his voice.
*Fun*
Oh... well maybe I will meet them eventually....................... When did the wife die? If I may ask
Soldaer laughs sadly. (At their wedding, just under two weeks ago. Some sort of fallen deity came and killed her, almost as though it signed her out...... They had just been officially wedded, said their vows.... And then she was gone...) The gold in Soldaer's eyes almost seems to fade back into the background, leaving them pale green.
i see... Well at least the kids aren't orphaned like me. My father died due to natural causes, but Mom died due to... Matricide. Auntie flew into a fit of ragw and... Well it's not safe anymore for me
(....... I-I don't know what to say.....)
Gwen sighs. "So, how did you get so good at fighting?"
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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
*ANd now i have nothing to do, but create characters..... sad times*
Soldaer is training outside, taking on three of the animated targets simultaneously this time.
*eeeny meeny miny cruise, i don't know who i should use*
A masked figure is watching from outside the training area
*Guessing Nia's still sleeping off the hangover then. XD*
Soldaer backs or of melee from the three targets, and calls down a beam of pure white radiance on two of them. They survive the initial blast, but die when the break follows them. The beam fades and Soldaer charges back into melee against it, dispatching it with ease.
*YEP, she drunked as heck*
The figure watches, a murder of crows collecting on the roof nearby
Sik, my kobold friend, makes a chirping noise and waves as they walk by
Gwen waves back. "Um... Hi?"
They walk back over, offering a flower
"Oh, thank you." They say, putting it in their hair. "Who might you be?"
as soon as they put it in their hair, a length of vines ties their hair back in a braid, the flower growing more prominent on the vines
Gwen panics and rips it off. "What was that?!?!!‽"
once the flower is removed, the vines dissapear, sik chirping in a minorly frightened manor
Gwen examines the flower, before carefully putting it back on. If the vines grow again, it is clear she is not comfortable. "Happy?"
Sik shrugs, hopping up and pulling the flower out, seeing her not being comfortable, before chirping again, apologising in sign language
"Thanks? Look, it's a pretty flower just... I wasn't prepared to have my hair become infested with vines...." They think for a second. "Is all this because I am half dragon?"
Soldaer is training outside, taking on two of the animated targets at the same time.
Yazrin is in the woods.
The Doctor is searching for Strax with Penny.
Gwen watches, curious and afriad
Soldaer steps back out of melee suddenly and a bolt of pure radiance flies out from his rapier, striking one of the two targets and causing it to fall in a heap, deactivated.
Gwen watches, excited and much more afriad. They wait for Soldaer to be done
Soldaer steps back into melee, and with a rapid flurry of strikes (5 to be specific; three with the rapier and two with the shortsword.), the second target goes down. Soldaer's barely breathing hard, and only has a single scratch on him. He Nia I've to his fallen opponents and turns around, sending his blades into a spin in his hands before fluidly sliding them into their sheaths.
Gwen waves, safely inside the zone
Soldaer turns and waves back, his eyes an unusual mixture of forest green and gold, reminding Gwen of sunlight streaming through a forest canopy. He makes his way over towards them.
"Umm... hi?" They say, worried and kinda excited to meet someone new
Soldaer chuckles. "Hello. Saw you watching me. Did you want something?"
*Keep in mind, that he looks basically the same as a Drow, although his eyes are more like those you'd expect from a wood elf.*
"Just... curious a bit." They pause for a while, "Oh, my name is Gwen." They say, exstending a hand to shake
Soldaer chuckles again. "Soldaer Torrae." He says, shaking Gwen's hand.
"Nice to meet you... um... So swordsman? You remind me of one of my siblings..."
Soldaer smiles. "Ranger of Mielikki and Druid of Eilistraee. So yes, a bit of a swordsman, although I rely on magic as much as my blades."
"So bladesinger?"
Soldaer laughs. "No, although one of my younger brothers is following that path of study."
"Intersting... um... How are they?"
Soldaer sighs. "Most of my brothers are too uptight...they take their rank as princes far too seriously. I wish they would learn to relax...but they won't." He chuckles sadly.
"Mmm... What do you think of nobles?"
Soldaer chuckles. "I'm Crown Prince of the throne of the Twilight Elves. My parents a fair and just, and not afraid to fight in battle if needed. Most of the nobles in my would are similar to them, in fact."
"Cool... I'm the exiled princess from my homeland..." They admit
Soldaer raises an eyebrow, and smiles slightly. "Really? Interesting. I'm not exiled, although I choose to live away from the palace. Too much drama there. Besides, there was a certain someone that I liked, and if I had stayed in the palace, I probably would've had my wife chosen for me." He says with a wry grin and slight chuckle.
"I see... Who knows, maybe when I grow up I reclaim my principality... but that is 1,000 years away."
Soldaer chuckles. (You're more than just a elf, aren't you? Full elves usually only lube to be at most 800, occasionally you'll get an individual who will live to be over one thousand.)
Um... yes They admit. I'm a half dragon
*Half dragon, undying warlock. So lifespan is 15,000 years*
*Jeez...*
Soldaer smiles. (Half dragon. Interesting. You know, I'm friends with a greatwyrm... He's currently dealing with twins his wife left behind when she died...) His voice trails off, and Gwen can almost taste the sadness in his voice.
*Fun*
Oh... well maybe I will meet them eventually....................... When did the wife die? If I may ask
Soldaer laughs sadly. (At their wedding, just under two weeks ago. Some sort of fallen deity came and killed her, almost as though it signed her out...... They had just been officially wedded, said their vows.... And then she was gone...) The gold in Soldaer's eyes almost seems to fade back into the background, leaving them pale green.
i see... Well at least the kids aren't orphaned like me. My father died due to natural causes, but Mom died due to... Matricide. Auntie flew into a fit of ragw and... Well it's not safe anymore for me
(....... I-I don't know what to say.....)
Gwen sighs. "So, how did you get so good at fighting?"
"I had to. My people's forest home is filled with dangers. From wild animals to drakes, purple worms, and even a couple true dragons, one of which I killed, I've had to fight against almost anything you could think, and probably some you couldn't."
*ANd now i have nothing to do, but create characters..... sad times*
Soldaer is training outside, taking on three of the animated targets simultaneously this time.
*eeeny meeny miny cruise, i don't know who i should use*
A masked figure is watching from outside the training area
*Guessing Nia's still sleeping off the hangover then. XD*
Soldaer backs or of melee from the three targets, and calls down a beam of pure white radiance on two of them. They survive the initial blast, but die when the break follows them. The beam fades and Soldaer charges back into melee against it, dispatching it with ease.
*YEP, she drunked as heck*
The figure watches, a murder of crows collecting on the roof nearby
Soldaer turns to the figure. (Who are you?) He asks, honestly curious, as he pulls out his whistle and calls Shade from the Feywild.
Sik, my kobold friend, makes a chirping noise and waves as they walk by
Gwen waves back. "Um... Hi?"
They walk back over, offering a flower
"Oh, thank you." They say, putting it in their hair. "Who might you be?"
as soon as they put it in their hair, a length of vines ties their hair back in a braid, the flower growing more prominent on the vines
Gwen panics and rips it off. "What was that?!?!!‽"
once the flower is removed, the vines dissapear, sik chirping in a minorly frightened manor
Gwen examines the flower, before carefully putting it back on. If the vines grow again, it is clear she is not comfortable. "Happy?"
Sik shrugs, hopping up and pulling the flower out, seeing her not being comfortable, before chirping again, apologising in sign language
"Thanks? Look, it's a pretty flower just... I wasn't prepared to have my hair become infested with vines...." They think for a second. "Is all this because I am half dragon?"
*Another Tia situation?*
*Nope, sik is just being nice, or atleast trying*
They seem confused, signing, 'elf?'
Draconic: Ignore it... I thought you where someone else... So what is your name?
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Soldaer is training outside, taking on two of the animated targets at the same time.
Yazrin is in the woods.
The Doctor is searching for Strax with Penny.
Gwen watches, curious and afriad
Soldaer steps back out of melee suddenly and a bolt of pure radiance flies out from his rapier, striking one of the two targets and causing it to fall in a heap, deactivated.
Gwen watches, excited and much more afriad. They wait for Soldaer to be done
Soldaer steps back into melee, and with a rapid flurry of strikes (5 to be specific; three with the rapier and two with the shortsword.), the second target goes down. Soldaer's barely breathing hard, and only has a single scratch on him. He Nia I've to his fallen opponents and turns around, sending his blades into a spin in his hands before fluidly sliding them into their sheaths.
Gwen waves, safely inside the zone
Soldaer turns and waves back, his eyes an unusual mixture of forest green and gold, reminding Gwen of sunlight streaming through a forest canopy. He makes his way over towards them.
"Umm... hi?" They say, worried and kinda excited to meet someone new
Soldaer chuckles. "Hello. Saw you watching me. Did you want something?"
*Keep in mind, that he looks basically the same as a Drow, although his eyes are more like those you'd expect from a wood elf.*
"Just... curious a bit." They pause for a while, "Oh, my name is Gwen." They say, exstending a hand to shake
Soldaer chuckles again. "Soldaer Torrae." He says, shaking Gwen's hand.
"Nice to meet you... um... So swordsman? You remind me of one of my siblings..."
Soldaer smiles. "Ranger of Mielikki and Druid of Eilistraee. So yes, a bit of a swordsman, although I rely on magic as much as my blades."
"So bladesinger?"
Soldaer laughs. "No, although one of my younger brothers is following that path of study."
"Intersting... um... How are they?"
Soldaer sighs. "Most of my brothers are too uptight...they take their rank as princes far too seriously. I wish they would learn to relax...but they won't." He chuckles sadly.
"Mmm... What do you think of nobles?"
Soldaer chuckles. "I'm Crown Prince of the throne of the Twilight Elves. My parents a fair and just, and not afraid to fight in battle if needed. Most of the nobles in my would are similar to them, in fact."
"Cool... I'm the exiled princess from my homeland..." They admit
Soldaer raises an eyebrow, and smiles slightly. "Really? Interesting. I'm not exiled, although I choose to live away from the palace. Too much drama there. Besides, there was a certain someone that I liked, and if I had stayed in the palace, I probably would've had my wife chosen for me." He says with a wry grin and slight chuckle.
"I see... Who knows, maybe when I grow up I reclaim my principality... but that is 1,000 years away."
Soldaer chuckles. (You're more than just a elf, aren't you? Full elves usually only lube to be at most 800, occasionally you'll get an individual who will live to be over one thousand.)
Um... yes They admit. I'm a half dragon
*Half dragon, undying warlock. So lifespan is 15,000 years*
*Jeez...*
Soldaer smiles. (Half dragon. Interesting. You know, I'm friends with a greatwyrm... He's currently dealing with twins his wife left behind when she died...) His voice trails off, and Gwen can almost taste the sadness in his voice.
*Fun*
Oh... well maybe I will meet them eventually....................... When did the wife die? If I may ask
Soldaer laughs sadly. (At their wedding, just under two weeks ago. Some sort of fallen deity came and killed her, almost as though it signed her out...... They had just been officially wedded, said their vows.... And then she was gone...) The gold in Soldaer's eyes almost seems to fade back into the background, leaving them pale green.
i see... Well at least the kids aren't orphaned like me. My father died due to natural causes, but Mom died due to... Matricide. Auntie flew into a fit of ragw and... Well it's not safe anymore for me
(....... I-I don't know what to say.....)
Gwen sighs. "So, how did you get so good at fighting?"
"I had to. My people's forest home is filled with dangers. From wild animals to drakes, purple worms, and even a couple true dragons, one of which I killed, I've had to fight against almost anything you could think, and probably some you couldn't."
"Mmm... What was your most exciting adventure?"
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Soldaer is training outside, taking on two of the animated targets at the same time.
Yazrin is in the woods.
The Doctor is searching for Strax with Penny.
Gwen watches, curious and afriad
Soldaer steps back out of melee suddenly and a bolt of pure radiance flies out from his rapier, striking one of the two targets and causing it to fall in a heap, deactivated.
Gwen watches, excited and much more afriad. They wait for Soldaer to be done
Soldaer steps back into melee, and with a rapid flurry of strikes (5 to be specific; three with the rapier and two with the shortsword.), the second target goes down. Soldaer's barely breathing hard, and only has a single scratch on him. He Nia I've to his fallen opponents and turns around, sending his blades into a spin in his hands before fluidly sliding them into their sheaths.
Gwen waves, safely inside the zone
Soldaer turns and waves back, his eyes an unusual mixture of forest green and gold, reminding Gwen of sunlight streaming through a forest canopy. He makes his way over towards them.
"Umm... hi?" They say, worried and kinda excited to meet someone new
Soldaer chuckles. "Hello. Saw you watching me. Did you want something?"
*Keep in mind, that he looks basically the same as a Drow, although his eyes are more like those you'd expect from a wood elf.*
"Just... curious a bit." They pause for a while, "Oh, my name is Gwen." They say, exstending a hand to shake
Soldaer chuckles again. "Soldaer Torrae." He says, shaking Gwen's hand.
"Nice to meet you... um... So swordsman? You remind me of one of my siblings..."
Soldaer smiles. "Ranger of Mielikki and Druid of Eilistraee. So yes, a bit of a swordsman, although I rely on magic as much as my blades."
"So bladesinger?"
Soldaer laughs. "No, although one of my younger brothers is following that path of study."
"Intersting... um... How are they?"
Soldaer sighs. "Most of my brothers are too uptight...they take their rank as princes far too seriously. I wish they would learn to relax...but they won't." He chuckles sadly.
"Mmm... What do you think of nobles?"
Soldaer chuckles. "I'm Crown Prince of the throne of the Twilight Elves. My parents a fair and just, and not afraid to fight in battle if needed. Most of the nobles in my would are similar to them, in fact."
"Cool... I'm the exiled princess from my homeland..." They admit
Soldaer raises an eyebrow, and smiles slightly. "Really? Interesting. I'm not exiled, although I choose to live away from the palace. Too much drama there. Besides, there was a certain someone that I liked, and if I had stayed in the palace, I probably would've had my wife chosen for me." He says with a wry grin and slight chuckle.
"I see... Who knows, maybe when I grow up I reclaim my principality... but that is 1,000 years away."
Soldaer chuckles. (You're more than just a elf, aren't you? Full elves usually only lube to be at most 800, occasionally you'll get an individual who will live to be over one thousand.)
Um... yes They admit. I'm a half dragon
*Half dragon, undying warlock. So lifespan is 15,000 years*
*Jeez...*
Soldaer smiles. (Half dragon. Interesting. You know, I'm friends with a greatwyrm... He's currently dealing with twins his wife left behind when she died...) His voice trails off, and Gwen can almost taste the sadness in his voice.
*Fun*
Oh... well maybe I will meet them eventually....................... When did the wife die? If I may ask
Soldaer laughs sadly. (At their wedding, just under two weeks ago. Some sort of fallen deity came and killed her, almost as though it signed her out...... They had just been officially wedded, said their vows.... And then she was gone...) The gold in Soldaer's eyes almost seems to fade back into the background, leaving them pale green.
i see... Well at least the kids aren't orphaned like me. My father died due to natural causes, but Mom died due to... Matricide. Auntie flew into a fit of ragw and... Well it's not safe anymore for me
(....... I-I don't know what to say.....)
Gwen sighs. "So, how did you get so good at fighting?"
"I had to. My people's forest home is filled with dangers. From wild animals to drakes, purple worms, and even a couple true dragons, one of which I killed, I've had to fight against almost anything you could think, and probably some you couldn't."
"Mmm... What was your most exciting adventure?"
"Adventure or battle?" Soldaer says with a slight grin.
"Important how, exactly? Is she in some form of witness protection?"
“She is of high value to people trying to sell her.”
"Sell her?! How, exactly?"
“Ransom.”
".... Id like to help..... But I need some detail who targets her"
“There was an old man in a magic shop in a town nearby. He said he worked with gangs.”
"Why would the gangs want to ransom her in specific? Is there any reason or.... Is it for purpose that you have no knowledge of?"
“She is a noble..”
".... I see.... Which world does she come from? I can send you both there, and you can return her to safety with her house"
“She is from Entropy. Thank you.”
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"Important how, exactly? Is she in some form of witness protection?"
“She is of high value to people trying to sell her.”
"Sell her?! How, exactly?"
“Ransom.”
".... Id like to help..... But I need some detail who targets her"
“There was an old man in a magic shop in a town nearby. He said he worked with gangs.”
"Why would the gangs want to ransom her in specific? Is there any reason or.... Is it for purpose that you have no knowledge of?"
“She is a noble..”
".... I see.... Which world does she come from? I can send you both there, and you can return her to safety with her house"
“She is from Entropy. Thank you.”
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".. Step close. And link hands"
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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)
"It is a time of rejuvenation, a time where things wake up from their slumber and begin anew"
"Mmm... So you hold power over resurrection magic?"
"That and healing" she said
"Could you bring me back to life?"
"What would you give me?"
"Mmm... What would be able to be given?"
"what is something that is more precious then gold or stones to you?"
"Lots. Want me to give you my armor?"
"hah, no" she said, giggling a bit "a child"
"Sure. I can't have kids as is... So do you just try to do it now or what?"
"No no!" she chuckled again "a child of wood. carvings"
"Mmm... I can do that. Any specifications?"
she shakes her head
"Okay. Then lets try. Other resurrections have failed... maybe I just need a power on my side................." They say before walking along and enjoying the scenery. "How did you get bitten, if I may ask."
"Ive always had the power to devour blood, ever since i was born"
He is very intruiged by this. "As in, you are the first of your line?"
She nods "i suppose i am"
"Mmm... I see."
*This might mean big things for Lazarus.*
She smiles again
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Important how, exactly? Is she in some form of witness protection?"
“She is of high value to people trying to sell her.”
"Sell her?! How, exactly?"
“Ransom.”
".... Id like to help..... But I need some detail who targets her"
“There was an old man in a magic shop in a town nearby. He said he worked with gangs.”
"Why would the gangs want to ransom her in specific? Is there any reason or.... Is it for purpose that you have no knowledge of?"
“She is a noble..”
".... I see.... Which world does she come from? I can send you both there, and you can return her to safety with her house"
“She is from Entropy. Thank you.”
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".. Step close. And link hands"
Zay does so.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"Important how, exactly? Is she in some form of witness protection?"
“She is of high value to people trying to sell her.”
"Sell her?! How, exactly?"
“Ransom.”
".... Id like to help..... But I need some detail who targets her"
“There was an old man in a magic shop in a town nearby. He said he worked with gangs.”
"Why would the gangs want to ransom her in specific? Is there any reason or.... Is it for purpose that you have no knowledge of?"
“She is a noble..”
".... I see.... Which world does she come from? I can send you both there, and you can return her to safety with her house"
“She is from Entropy. Thank you.”
Roll deception again
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".. Step close. And link hands"
Zay does so.
"Now.... Start repeating after me: 'I swear a promise to the land. A transcendent oath, above any master, lord,.leader, or power.'"
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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)
"Now.... Start repeating after me: 'I swear a promise to the land. A transcendent oath, above any master, lord,.leader, or power.'"
He hesitates. “What oath?”
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
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Gwen examines the flower, before carefully putting it back on. If the vines grow again, it is clear she is not comfortable. "Happy?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Sik shrugs, hopping up and pulling the flower out, seeing her not being comfortable, before chirping again, apologising in sign language
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
(....... I-I don't know what to say.....)
*Guessing Nia's still sleeping off the hangover then. XD*
Soldaer backs or of melee from the three targets, and calls down a beam of pure white radiance on two of them. They survive the initial blast, but die when the break follows them. The beam fades and Soldaer charges back into melee against it, dispatching it with ease.
"Thanks? Look, it's a pretty flower just... I wasn't prepared to have my hair become infested with vines...." They think for a second. "Is all this because I am half dragon?"
*Another Tia situation?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Gwen sighs. "So, how did you get so good at fighting?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*YEP, she drunked as heck*
The figure watches, a murder of crows collecting on the roof nearby
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
*Nope, sik is just being nice, or atleast trying*
They seem confused, signing, 'elf?'
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
"I had to. My people's forest home is filled with dangers. From wild animals to drakes, purple worms, and even a couple true dragons, one of which I killed, I've had to fight against almost anything you could think, and probably some you couldn't."
Soldaer turns to the figure. (Who are you?) He asks, honestly curious, as he pulls out his whistle and calls Shade from the Feywild.
Draconic: Ignore it... I thought you where someone else... So what is your name?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Mmm... What was your most exciting adventure?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*gtg for real*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Adventure or battle?" Soldaer says with a slight grin.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
".. Step close. And link hands"
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 smiles again
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Zay does so.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"Now.... Start repeating after me: 'I swear a promise to the land. A transcendent oath, above any master, lord,.leader, or power.'"
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)
He hesitates. “What oath?”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ