"Had to run a lot, police didn't like me, food was scarce"
"Really now? Sounds horrible." The air around him changed slightly, getting a little bit colder.
"It was" poppy nods
"I see." He went to sip his drink, but the surface was covered with a thin layer of ice. He seemed to focus a bit, and the chill subsided.
"You made ice?"
"Heh, sorry about that, it happens sometimes."
"Really?"
"Yeah, when I get a little angry over something."
"Why were you angry?"
He chuckled. "What could I possibly have to be angry about? Perhaps the poor treatment of someone as pleasant as you is the answer. Or maybe they got my drink wrong, who knows?"
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"Had to run a lot, police didn't like me, food was scarce"
"Really now? Sounds horrible." The air around him changed slightly, getting a little bit colder.
"It was" poppy nods
"I see." He went to sip his drink, but the surface was covered with a thin layer of ice. He seemed to focus a bit, and the chill subsided.
"You made ice?"
"Heh, sorry about that, it happens sometimes."
"Really?"
"Yeah, when I get a little angry over something."
"Why were you angry?"
He chuckled. "What could I possibly have to be angry about? Perhaps the poor treatment of someone as pleasant as you is the answer. Or maybe they got my drink wrong, who knows?"
People can begin to see shapes in the mist, strange shapes, antlers and tentacles and shifty eyes.
Krathian is outside writing in his journal next to the firmament, wind billowing against him, hat nearly blowing off his head. His cane lies next to the rock he's sitting on. Q'ilbrith is in a tree about a stone's throw from Krathian, using it like monkey bars.
Ruby is struggling with the dichotomy of good and evil
The band is playing "Got to get you into my life," and Beren is singing. Fereleth is playing all the brass instruments at once, while the bearded halfling is struggling to follow the tune with his banjo. It looks like they could use another guitarist.
*This looks like a job for Wolfe!*
Wolfe walks down, yawning and intrigued by the music being played.
*YES I was hoping for this, sorry I missed the post.*
They finish up the song, they're actually pretty good, just the banjo didn't fit the kind of music they were playing.
*It's alright, the quotes were very big earlier.*
Wolfe walks up to the one who looks like the leader. "Hey, nice performance, man. But, I couldn't help but notice something seemed off."
*It's Beren, the guy who looks like an elven John Lennon, but plays the piano like Billy Joel.*
"Thanks, yeah the banjo doesn't seem to quite cut it on this song, but neither does the lute."
"What exactly are you looking for? I may be able to help." She summons her guitar and does a short riff to give him a preview.
"Hmm, sounds good luv. Here try this," He hands her the music for the song they just played
She reads over it for a bit, committing it to memory, then let loose on her guitar, playing the notes very accurately.
By the time she's finished Beren was obviously vibing, especially at the guitar solo near the end. "Alright, you're on. You might want to acquaint yourself with the rest of the band." He points to the bearded halfling, "That's Jack Digence, he does banjo and some percussion" Jack waves, and Beren points to the genasi, "And this is Fereleth, she does brass and other percussions." Fereleth gives a peace sign before Beren continues, "Each member of the band picks a kind of music they like, and we'll play that kind of music occasionally, if we're playing your music, you sing. That's how this band works."
"Epic, time for Wolfe to go from a solo act," She strummed her guitar happily. ", to a band!" She laughs and gives everyone a wave. 'My name is Undine, but I go by Wolfe. I usually play hard rock or something like it, and I've been a solo musician since I was 14 years old."
Jack stands up and politely shakes her hand, "Pleased to meet you, Miss Wolfe, I'm Jack Digence. Beren and I have been playing music together since we were both whelps it'll be nice to have someone who can play the guitar, I was never really able to play one myself."
She gives him a firm shake. "Nice to meet you too, Jack. It's alright, everyone has something they're good at."
He smiles and nods. Jack appears to be an unbelievably honest country gentleman sort, though he doesn't have the grey hairs to match it. Think Darius Rucker. Fereleth walks up to her, offering a fist bump, "Name's Fereleth, been traveling with these blockheads for about five years. They don't look like much but they got it where it counts. They generally have me sing some ethereal stuff."
"Sounds awesome, can't wait to hear ya!" She gave Fereleth a big fist bump.
"What kind of music do ya play?"
"Like I said, hard rock and the sorts. I also do alternative, classic, and sometimes a special genre called 'electronic'."
"Ah yeah, I think I've heard some of that electronic stuff, I've been toying around with it myself, trying to marry it and acoustic."
She chuckles. "I wish you luck on that!"
"Thanks, I'm actually making some headway on that. Do you want to hear some?"
"I'd love to. Right now, or a bit later?"
"Now's good as any time," She grabs a trumpet and plays the opening bars of "Ordinaryish People"
*ooooh, I like that*
Wolfe claps when she's done. "That sounds great!"
*Ikr, I used to be a big AJR fan and I stand by that decision.*
"Thanks, it's a work in progress."
*The few songs I've listened to were absolute bangers for me.*
"You're doing pretty good so far."
"Yeah, can't wait for the day its done and I can play it."
*Wolfe: I love your muic
Fereleth: I know*
*HA*
"Me too. How long have you all been playing together? Like, since you all came together?"
"Yeah, about five years ago, still aren't able to come up with a name for the band though."
"Really? Not a single idea of what to call yourselves?"
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"Had to run a lot, police didn't like me, food was scarce"
"Really now? Sounds horrible." The air around him changed slightly, getting a little bit colder.
"It was" poppy nods
"I see." He went to sip his drink, but the surface was covered with a thin layer of ice. He seemed to focus a bit, and the chill subsided.
"You made ice?"
"Heh, sorry about that, it happens sometimes."
"Really?"
"Yeah, when I get a little angry over something."
"Why were you angry?"
He chuckled. "What could I possibly have to be angry about? Perhaps the poor treatment of someone as pleasant as you is the answer. Or maybe they got my drink wrong, who knows?"
"Plenty of people get treated poorly,"
"I know that, but they don't matter to me since I haven't met them."
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People can begin to see shapes in the mist, strange shapes, antlers and tentacles and shifty eyes.
Krathian is outside writing in his journal next to the firmament, wind billowing against him, hat nearly blowing off his head. His cane lies next to the rock he's sitting on. Q'ilbrith is in a tree about a stone's throw from Krathian, using it like monkey bars.
Ruby is struggling with the dichotomy of good and evil
The band is playing "Got to get you into my life," and Beren is singing. Fereleth is playing all the brass instruments at once, while the bearded halfling is struggling to follow the tune with his banjo. It looks like they could use another guitarist.
*Time for me to change targets, cause the other didn't respond*
Ruby gets the distinct feeling something is watching her
*Dear lord Ettor!*
She looks around nervously Perception11
She doesn't see anything
She turns back to her journal and continues her account of the day with the words, "I'm beginning to have the strangest sensations, as if I'm being watched."
Whatever is watching her almost seems to chuckle,
She freezes in fear, "Who's there," she says
"No one of matter" It responds, in a suprisingly smooth voice. She can feel it smiling at her fear
She kind of nervously chuckles, "Yeah well you're a faceless voice, watching me. I don't know about you but to me that counts as someone of matter."
"Do you want me to show my face?" It asks
*What is one of ruby's fears?*
"I'd prefer that, yes."
*Lack of acceptance.*
*Interesting*
She hears a cracking noise under a chair nearby
She investigates the crackle
As she gets closer, and arm reaches out from under the chair, which has been filled with shadows
She jumps back, startled
The arm is soon followed by another one, the joints popping as they are moved outside of the shadowy chair. After a moment, the arms pull a head and body out of the space as well, a man with a gray complexion and black hair with a tophat. He smiles at her, sharp teeth showing, "Hello there"
"Hello... who are you and why the heck are you watching me?"
"My name is sebastion. And you are rather interesting"
"Yeah, and you are rather unsettling, so if you don't mind I'd like to just go - maybe get a drink - by myself."
"Awww, Leaving so soon?" Sebastion asks
"Yes, actually, I am."
"How about i accompany you?" They ask
Make a wisdom save
18
Ruby gets a very vivid vision of her worst fear for a few moments, before it instantly cuts out
She's visibly sweating now, breathing heavily.
"Are you alright?" Sebastion asks, more visions flashing in her mind
"S-stop it."
"Stop what?" More visions
She grits her teeth, "You know what, leave me alone!" She clasps her hands over her eyes and curls up into a ball. Luckily, Perdo sees what's going on and walks over, hands crackling with magic. "Hey idioto, what's your problem man."
"I haven't done anything. She seems to be Scared"
He grabs Sebastion by the lapel and yanks his face close to his own, "Do I look like a moron amigo? Cut out whatever your doing and leave my daughter alone."
As he yanks sebastion, they frown and grab his wrist, "Sir, unless you wish for this to escalate further, you will let go"
Wisdom save
20
Perdo gets flickers of his dead body, then flickers of ruby's, though these only last a few seconds
"Do me a favor, Vachead, stop projecting horrible illusions into peoples minds," He polymorphs Ruby into a flea, unable to see visions, and plops her into his pocket.
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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.
"Had to run a lot, police didn't like me, food was scarce"
"Really now? Sounds horrible." The air around him changed slightly, getting a little bit colder.
"It was" poppy nods
"I see." He went to sip his drink, but the surface was covered with a thin layer of ice. He seemed to focus a bit, and the chill subsided.
"You made ice?"
"Heh, sorry about that, it happens sometimes."
"Really?"
"Yeah, when I get a little angry over something."
"Why were you angry?"
He chuckled. "What could I possibly have to be angry about? Perhaps the poor treatment of someone as pleasant as you is the answer. Or maybe they got my drink wrong, who knows?"
"Plenty of people get treated poorly,"
"I know that, but they don't matter to me since I haven't met them."
People can begin to see shapes in the mist, strange shapes, antlers and tentacles and shifty eyes.
Krathian is outside writing in his journal next to the firmament, wind billowing against him, hat nearly blowing off his head. His cane lies next to the rock he's sitting on. Q'ilbrith is in a tree about a stone's throw from Krathian, using it like monkey bars.
Ruby is struggling with the dichotomy of good and evil
The band is playing "Got to get you into my life," and Beren is singing. Fereleth is playing all the brass instruments at once, while the bearded halfling is struggling to follow the tune with his banjo. It looks like they could use another guitarist.
*Time for me to change targets, cause the other didn't respond*
Ruby gets the distinct feeling something is watching her
*Dear lord Ettor!*
She looks around nervously Perception11
She doesn't see anything
She turns back to her journal and continues her account of the day with the words, "I'm beginning to have the strangest sensations, as if I'm being watched."
Whatever is watching her almost seems to chuckle,
She freezes in fear, "Who's there," she says
"No one of matter" It responds, in a suprisingly smooth voice. She can feel it smiling at her fear
She kind of nervously chuckles, "Yeah well you're a faceless voice, watching me. I don't know about you but to me that counts as someone of matter."
"Do you want me to show my face?" It asks
*What is one of ruby's fears?*
"I'd prefer that, yes."
*Lack of acceptance.*
*Interesting*
She hears a cracking noise under a chair nearby
She investigates the crackle
As she gets closer, and arm reaches out from under the chair, which has been filled with shadows
She jumps back, startled
The arm is soon followed by another one, the joints popping as they are moved outside of the shadowy chair. After a moment, the arms pull a head and body out of the space as well, a man with a gray complexion and black hair with a tophat. He smiles at her, sharp teeth showing, "Hello there"
"Hello... who are you and why the heck are you watching me?"
"My name is sebastion. And you are rather interesting"
"Yeah, and you are rather unsettling, so if you don't mind I'd like to just go - maybe get a drink - by myself."
"Awww, Leaving so soon?" Sebastion asks
"Yes, actually, I am."
"How about i accompany you?" They ask
Make a wisdom save
18
Ruby gets a very vivid vision of her worst fear for a few moments, before it instantly cuts out
She's visibly sweating now, breathing heavily.
"Are you alright?" Sebastion asks, more visions flashing in her mind
"S-stop it."
"Stop what?" More visions
She grits her teeth, "You know what, leave me alone!" She clasps her hands over her eyes and curls up into a ball. Luckily, Perdo sees what's going on and walks over, hands crackling with magic. "Hey idioto, what's your problem man."
"I haven't done anything. She seems to be Scared"
He grabs Sebastion by the lapel and yanks his face close to his own, "Do I look like a moron amigo? Cut out whatever your doing and leave my daughter alone."
As he yanks sebastion, they frown and grab his wrist, "Sir, unless you wish for this to escalate further, you will let go"
Wisdom save
20
Perdo gets flickers of his dead body, then flickers of ruby's, though these only last a few seconds
"Do me a favor, Vachead, stop projecting horrible illusions into peoples minds," He polymorphs Ruby into a flea, unable to see visions, and plops her into his pocket.
"I'm not projecting anything." Sabastion says, continueing to smile
A 5'6 young looking girl walks in. She has a staff topped with a deer skull, with various small bones along the rest of it. She also has small bones and skulls of small creatures (squirrels, birds, rats, stuff like that) tied to her robe and shirt. Her skin simultaneously looks pale and unhealthy as well as clear and shiny. Her eyes are a soft brown, and something about them scream 'insane', as if her mind was broken. Her hair is a dark, dirty brown and medium length, hanging just below her neck. Around her neck is a small necklace made of little animal bones as well.
*Nerima is back! Inspiration images for those who don't know or don't remember below.*
Krathian bumps into her walking back into the tavern, "Pardon me."
She looks up at him, looking deep into his eyes, as though seeing his soul for what it is, and smiles. "It okay!" She steps into the tavern, humming a happy little tune.
He seems intrigued by the behavior, "Thanks, but I do feel awful, how about I buy you a drink to make up for it?"
*I imagine her as Luna Lovegood if she were a bit older and a druid.*
*facial features are similar, and giver her brown hair, and it'll be a near mirror image.*
"Nope! I not thirsty." Her bracelet of fangs clinked as she took down her hood.
He kind of laughs at himself a little bit "Forgive me, I was not being straightforward, what I meant by that was I'd like to talk to you for a minute, if that's okay with you."
"Sure!" She stands there and waits for him to lead the way.
He leads her to his corner table, pulling out a chair for her and then sitting in his own. "When I first spoke to you you stared at me rather, intensely. What was that about?"
She giggled. "Judgement!"
He also laughs, "Yes, but I could tell it was something ... more ... than that."
"Hm?" She seemed curious at what he had to say.
"It looked supernatural, it felt like you were looking at my soul."
"I did!"
"Ah ok, that's a relief. I was afraid I had made a fool of myself. Might I ask how you accomplished this, I'm a connoisseur of such things."
"Magic!" She giggled, amused at how he could possibly not know this.
Krathian seems amused by the runaround she seems to be unwittingly giving him, "Yes but what kind of magic?"
She thinks for a moment, seemingly thinking of a way to explain. She seemed to have arrived at a suitable answer. "Death magic!"
"Aah necromancy, interesting. It's strange to think that such a spell would work on me while I was still breathing, though."
"Who are you talking to?" Q'ilbrith interjects
"I don't know but I'm starting to like them."
"Agreed, she seems fun."
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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.
"Had to run a lot, police didn't like me, food was scarce"
"Really now? Sounds horrible." The air around him changed slightly, getting a little bit colder.
"It was" poppy nods
"I see." He went to sip his drink, but the surface was covered with a thin layer of ice. He seemed to focus a bit, and the chill subsided.
"You made ice?"
"Heh, sorry about that, it happens sometimes."
"Really?"
"Yeah, when I get a little angry over something."
"Why were you angry?"
He chuckled. "What could I possibly have to be angry about? Perhaps the poor treatment of someone as pleasant as you is the answer. Or maybe they got my drink wrong, who knows?"
"Plenty of people get treated poorly,"
"I know that, but they don't matter to me since I haven't met them."
poppy sighs, "That makes sense i guess"
*GTG for today, see ya tomorrow!*
"Besides, I doubt any of them are as adorable as you, little rabbit." He finished his drink and stood up. "I'm going to sleep, see you tomorrow!"
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A 5'6 young looking girl walks in. She has a staff topped with a deer skull, with various small bones along the rest of it. She also has small bones and skulls of small creatures (squirrels, birds, rats, stuff like that) tied to her robe and shirt. Her skin simultaneously looks pale and unhealthy as well as clear and shiny. Her eyes are a soft brown, and something about them scream 'insane', as if her mind was broken. Her hair is a dark, dirty brown and medium length, hanging just below her neck. Around her neck is a small necklace made of little animal bones as well.
*Nerima is back! Inspiration images for those who don't know or don't remember below.*
Krathian bumps into her walking back into the tavern, "Pardon me."
She looks up at him, looking deep into his eyes, as though seeing his soul for what it is, and smiles. "It okay!" She steps into the tavern, humming a happy little tune.
He seems intrigued by the behavior, "Thanks, but I do feel awful, how about I buy you a drink to make up for it?"
*I imagine her as Luna Lovegood if she were a bit older and a druid.*
*facial features are similar, and giver her brown hair, and it'll be a near mirror image.*
"Nope! I not thirsty." Her bracelet of fangs clinked as she took down her hood.
He kind of laughs at himself a little bit "Forgive me, I was not being straightforward, what I meant by that was I'd like to talk to you for a minute, if that's okay with you."
"Sure!" She stands there and waits for him to lead the way.
He leads her to his corner table, pulling out a chair for her and then sitting in his own. "When I first spoke to you you stared at me rather, intensely. What was that about?"
She giggled. "Judgement!"
He also laughs, "Yes, but I could tell it was something ... more ... than that."
"Hm?" She seemed curious at what he had to say.
"It looked supernatural, it felt like you were looking at my soul."
"I did!"
"Ah ok, that's a relief. I was afraid I had made a fool of myself. Might I ask how you accomplished this, I'm a connoisseur of such things."
"Magic!" She giggled, amused at how he could possibly not know this.
Krathian seems amused by the runaround she seems to be unwittingly giving him, "Yes but what kind of magic?"
She thinks for a moment, seemingly thinking of a way to explain. She seemed to have arrived at a suitable answer. "Death magic!"
"Aah necromancy, interesting. It's strange to think that such a spell would work on me while I was still breathing, though."
"Who are you talking to?" Q'ilbrith interjects
"I don't know but I'm starting to like them."
"Agreed, she seems fun."
"No spell! I see souls, then judge!"
*GTG for today, see ya tomorrow!*
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
A 5'6 young looking girl walks in. She has a staff topped with a deer skull, with various small bones along the rest of it. She also has small bones and skulls of small creatures (squirrels, birds, rats, stuff like that) tied to her robe and shirt. Her skin simultaneously looks pale and unhealthy as well as clear and shiny. Her eyes are a soft brown, and something about them scream 'insane', as if her mind was broken. Her hair is a dark, dirty brown and medium length, hanging just below her neck. Around her neck is a small necklace made of little animal bones as well.
*Nerima is back! Inspiration images for those who don't know or don't remember below.*
Krathian bumps into her walking back into the tavern, "Pardon me."
She looks up at him, looking deep into his eyes, as though seeing his soul for what it is, and smiles. "It okay!" She steps into the tavern, humming a happy little tune.
He seems intrigued by the behavior, "Thanks, but I do feel awful, how about I buy you a drink to make up for it?"
*I imagine her as Luna Lovegood if she were a bit older and a druid.*
*facial features are similar, and giver her brown hair, and it'll be a near mirror image.*
"Nope! I not thirsty." Her bracelet of fangs clinked as she took down her hood.
He kind of laughs at himself a little bit "Forgive me, I was not being straightforward, what I meant by that was I'd like to talk to you for a minute, if that's okay with you."
"Sure!" She stands there and waits for him to lead the way.
He leads her to his corner table, pulling out a chair for her and then sitting in his own. "When I first spoke to you you stared at me rather, intensely. What was that about?"
She giggled. "Judgement!"
He also laughs, "Yes, but I could tell it was something ... more ... than that."
"Hm?" She seemed curious at what he had to say.
"It looked supernatural, it felt like you were looking at my soul."
"I did!"
"Ah ok, that's a relief. I was afraid I had made a fool of myself. Might I ask how you accomplished this, I'm a connoisseur of such things."
"Magic!" She giggled, amused at how he could possibly not know this.
Krathian seems amused by the runaround she seems to be unwittingly giving him, "Yes but what kind of magic?"
She thinks for a moment, seemingly thinking of a way to explain. She seemed to have arrived at a suitable answer. "Death magic!"
"Aah necromancy, interesting. It's strange to think that such a spell would work on me while I was still breathing, though."
"Who are you talking to?" Q'ilbrith interjects
"I don't know but I'm starting to like them."
"Agreed, she seems fun."
"No spell! I see souls, then judge!"
*GTG for today, see ya tomorrow!*
*Bye, I have to go as well.*
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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.
"Had to run a lot, police didn't like me, food was scarce"
"Really now? Sounds horrible." The air around him changed slightly, getting a little bit colder.
"It was" poppy nods
"I see." He went to sip his drink, but the surface was covered with a thin layer of ice. He seemed to focus a bit, and the chill subsided.
"You made ice?"
"Heh, sorry about that, it happens sometimes."
"Really?"
"Yeah, when I get a little angry over something."
"Why were you angry?"
He chuckled. "What could I possibly have to be angry about? Perhaps the poor treatment of someone as pleasant as you is the answer. Or maybe they got my drink wrong, who knows?"
"Plenty of people get treated poorly,"
"I know that, but they don't matter to me since I haven't met them."
poppy sighs, "That makes sense i guess"
*GTG for today, see ya tomorrow!*
"Besides, I doubt any of them are as adorable as you, little rabbit." He finished his drink and stood up. "I'm going to sleep, see you tomorrow!"
He chuckled. "What could I possibly have to be angry about? Perhaps the poor treatment of someone as pleasant as you is the answer. Or maybe they got my drink wrong, who knows?"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Mystralath is wandering around downstairs looking for someone to talk to.
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"Plenty of people get treated poorly,"
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
"Really? Not a single idea of what to call yourselves?"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"I know that, but they don't matter to me since I haven't met them."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
"Do me a favor, Vachead, stop projecting horrible illusions into peoples minds," He polymorphs Ruby into a flea, unable to see visions, and plops her into his pocket.
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"
poppy sighs, "That makes sense i guess"
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'm not projecting anything." Sabastion says, continueing to smile
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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
"Aah necromancy, interesting. It's strange to think that such a spell would work on me while I was still breathing, though."
"Who are you talking to?" Q'ilbrith interjects
"I don't know but I'm starting to like them."
"Agreed, she seems fun."
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"
*GTG for today, see ya tomorrow!*
"Besides, I doubt any of them are as adorable as you, little rabbit." He finished his drink and stood up. "I'm going to sleep, see you tomorrow!"
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.
Mystralath is hovering near a table seemingly communicating with someone.
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"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
"No spell! I see souls, then judge!"
*GTG for today, see ya tomorrow!*
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.
*Bye, I have to go as well.*
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"
"H-hey, what do you mean?"
*C u!*
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
*BRB*
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
Mystralath eyes snap open and he falls onto his feet again. He sits down and looks worn out.
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
*Alaric where is Damien?*
*Alaric had to go somewhere for a min*
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde
*Ok.*
Mystralath is sitting at a table still patching up his wounds.
Alric is sleeping in his room.
Join the Town of Agreal! ----> LINK
Check out my photography on Flickr. ----> LINK
"Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde