*good morning, I might add a character ive been using in a campaign my DM Koal set up while ago.*
Allison was watching the sky, she had a sword in one hand and a book in another. Her eyes seemed dazed..
Lore was inside the library. Books floated around her as she read through them while mixing different colored chemical in vials.
Enethia is walking downstairs
Kalnor is sellin
The drow is watching Allison from her tent
Allison looked over at her for a moment. Her eyes seemed glazed over like a statue
She nervously backed away a bit
Allison dropped the sword, her eyes becoming less foggy. She looked around as if she had no idea where she was.
She looks at the sword, then back to Allison
Allison makes eye contact with the drow before she walks over
"H-hello...."
'uh.. Hello" she said, looking around confused
"A-are you alright? Who are you?"
'im Allison, I was sleeping, how did I get outside?"
"... You.... Were in some kind of trance"
she looked like understood but didn't say a thing. She see's the sword she dropped and went to pick it up again "im sorry if a scared you.."
"I.... Its... Its fine.... Do you have a p-pickaxe anywhere?"
"I don't think so?.. Why do you need a pickaxe?"
"..... Nothing too important... Do you know if anyone here has one?"
'someone surely does im sure" she said with a smile "whats your name?"
".. Ive been called a creature, or thing. Nerima and a few others call me Life. Poppy calls me Tressa"
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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 Characters (Outdated)
The smell of fire and coal filled the air of the tavern and its inside. Over farther in the forest, the crackle of fire could be heard. Closer and closer towards the noise you notice your surroundings becoming warmer and warmer till you see it. A man in the middle of burning tree's as he examines his surrounding's, everywhere he steps hets set on fire but quickly dies out. He wears a white ceramic mask with two small eyeholes. He wears a black jackets with a hood over his head. He touches each tree he passes by, setting it on fire with just the you h of his hand.
Nerima looks over from her cooking spot and waves.
the man turns and waves a hand, the fire dies down as he waves. He quickly puts on gloves to cover his hands as he walks over, his eyes hidden behind the mask
The smell of fire and coal filled the air of the tavern and its inside. Over farther in the forest, the crackle of fire could be heard. Closer and closer towards the noise you notice your surroundings becoming warmer and warmer till you see it. A man in the middle of burning tree's as he examines his surrounding's, everywhere he steps hets set on fire but quickly dies out. He wears a white ceramic mask with two small eyeholes. He wears a black jackets with a hood over his head. He touches each tree he passes by, setting it on fire with just the you h of his hand.
Nerima looks over from her cooking spot and waves.
the man turns and waves a hand, the fire dies down as he waves. He quickly puts on gloves to cover his hands as he walks over, his eyes hidden behind the mask
When he gets closer, Nerima stood up and gestured to where all the fire was. "Why?"
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The smell of fire and coal filled the air of the tavern and its inside. Over farther in the forest, the crackle of fire could be heard. Closer and closer towards the noise you notice your surroundings becoming warmer and warmer till you see it. A man in the middle of burning tree's as he examines his surrounding's, everywhere he steps hets set on fire but quickly dies out. He wears a white ceramic mask with two small eyeholes. He wears a black jackets with a hood over his head. He touches each tree he passes by, setting it on fire with just the you h of his hand.
Nerima looks over from her cooking spot and waves.
the man turns and waves a hand, the fire dies down as he waves. He quickly puts on gloves to cover his hands as he walks over, his eyes hidden behind the mask
When he gets closer, Nerima stood up and gestured to where all the fire was. "Why?"
"it just happens whenever im around organic matter and when I dint have my gloves on" he said
The smell of fire and coal filled the air of the tavern and its inside. Over farther in the forest, the crackle of fire could be heard. Closer and closer towards the noise you notice your surroundings becoming warmer and warmer till you see it. A man in the middle of burning tree's as he examines his surrounding's, everywhere he steps hets set on fire but quickly dies out. He wears a white ceramic mask with two small eyeholes. He wears a black jackets with a hood over his head. He touches each tree he passes by, setting it on fire with just the you h of his hand.
Nerima looks over from her cooking spot and waves.
the man turns and waves a hand, the fire dies down as he waves. He quickly puts on gloves to cover his hands as he walks over, his eyes hidden behind the mask
When he gets closer, Nerima stood up and gestured to where all the fire was. "Why?"
"it just happens whenever im around organic matter and when I dint have my gloves on" he said
"Then keep glove on." She sat back down to tend to her roasting bird.
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*good morning, I might add a character ive been using in a campaign my DM Koal set up while ago.*
Allison was watching the sky, she had a sword in one hand and a book in another. Her eyes seemed dazed..
Lore was inside the library. Books floated around her as she read through them while mixing different colored chemical in vials.
Enethia is walking downstairs
Kalnor is sellin
The drow is watching Allison from her tent
Allison looked over at her for a moment. Her eyes seemed glazed over like a statue
She nervously backed away a bit
Allison dropped the sword, her eyes becoming less foggy. She looked around as if she had no idea where she was.
She looks at the sword, then back to Allison
Allison makes eye contact with the drow before she walks over
"H-hello...."
'uh.. Hello" she said, looking around confused
"A-are you alright? Who are you?"
'im Allison, I was sleeping, how did I get outside?"
"... You.... Were in some kind of trance"
she looked like understood but didn't say a thing. She see's the sword she dropped and went to pick it up again "im sorry if a scared you.."
"I.... Its... Its fine.... Do you have a p-pickaxe anywhere?"
"I don't think so?.. Why do you need a pickaxe?"
"..... Nothing too important... Do you know if anyone here has one?"
'someone surely does im sure" she said with a smile "whats your name?"
".. Ive been called a creature, or thing. Nerima and a few others call me Life. Poppy calls me Tressa"
"which would you like me to call you by?" She asked
"You may call me whatever youd like. What Im called doesnt matter much, so long as its clear"
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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)
The smell of fire and coal filled the air of the tavern and its inside. Over farther in the forest, the crackle of fire could be heard. Closer and closer towards the noise you notice your surroundings becoming warmer and warmer till you see it. A man in the middle of burning tree's as he examines his surrounding's, everywhere he steps hets set on fire but quickly dies out. He wears a white ceramic mask with two small eyeholes. He wears a black jackets with a hood over his head. He touches each tree he passes by, setting it on fire with just the you h of his hand.
Nerima looks over from her cooking spot and waves.
the man turns and waves a hand, the fire dies down as he waves. He quickly puts on gloves to cover his hands as he walks over, his eyes hidden behind the mask
When he gets closer, Nerima stood up and gestured to where all the fire was. "Why?"
"it just happens whenever im around organic matter and when I dint have my gloves on" he said
"Then keep glove on." She sat back down to tend to her roasting bird.
he took off one of his gloves and placed his hand in the fire, the fire started growing bigger and fiercer
*good morning, I might add a character ive been using in a campaign my DM Koal set up while ago.*
Allison was watching the sky, she had a sword in one hand and a book in another. Her eyes seemed dazed..
Lore was inside the library. Books floated around her as she read through them while mixing different colored chemical in vials.
Enethia is walking downstairs
Kalnor is sellin
The drow is watching Allison from her tent
Allison looked over at her for a moment. Her eyes seemed glazed over like a statue
She nervously backed away a bit
Allison dropped the sword, her eyes becoming less foggy. She looked around as if she had no idea where she was.
She looks at the sword, then back to Allison
Allison makes eye contact with the drow before she walks over
"H-hello...."
'uh.. Hello" she said, looking around confused
"A-are you alright? Who are you?"
'im Allison, I was sleeping, how did I get outside?"
"... You.... Were in some kind of trance"
she looked like understood but didn't say a thing. She see's the sword she dropped and went to pick it up again "im sorry if a scared you.."
"I.... Its... Its fine.... Do you have a p-pickaxe anywhere?"
"I don't think so?.. Why do you need a pickaxe?"
"..... Nothing too important... Do you know if anyone here has one?"
'someone surely does im sure" she said with a smile "whats your name?"
".. Ive been called a creature, or thing. Nerima and a few others call me Life. Poppy calls me Tressa"
"which would you like me to call you by?" She asked
"You may call me whatever youd like. What Im called doesnt matter much, so long as its clear"
"how about... N? Nerry?" She asked
"If thats what you want...."
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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)
The smell of fire and coal filled the air of the tavern and its inside. Over farther in the forest, the crackle of fire could be heard. Closer and closer towards the noise you notice your surroundings becoming warmer and warmer till you see it. A man in the middle of burning tree's as he examines his surrounding's, everywhere he steps hets set on fire but quickly dies out. He wears a white ceramic mask with two small eyeholes. He wears a black jackets with a hood over his head. He touches each tree he passes by, setting it on fire with just the you h of his hand.
Nerima looks over from her cooking spot and waves.
the man turns and waves a hand, the fire dies down as he waves. He quickly puts on gloves to cover his hands as he walks over, his eyes hidden behind the mask
When he gets closer, Nerima stood up and gestured to where all the fire was. "Why?"
"it just happens whenever im around organic matter and when I dint have my gloves on" he said
"Then keep glove on." She sat back down to tend to her roasting bird.
he took off one of his gloves and placed his hand in the fire, the fire started growing bigger and fiercer
She slapped his arm. "No! You burn bird!"
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The smell of fire and coal filled the air of the tavern and its inside. Over farther in the forest, the crackle of fire could be heard. Closer and closer towards the noise you notice your surroundings becoming warmer and warmer till you see it. A man in the middle of burning tree's as he examines his surrounding's, everywhere he steps hets set on fire but quickly dies out. He wears a white ceramic mask with two small eyeholes. He wears a black jackets with a hood over his head. He touches each tree he passes by, setting it on fire with just the you h of his hand.
Nerima looks over from her cooking spot and waves.
the man turns and waves a hand, the fire dies down as he waves. He quickly puts on gloves to cover his hands as he walks over, his eyes hidden behind the mask
When he gets closer, Nerima stood up and gestured to where all the fire was. "Why?"
"it just happens whenever im around organic matter and when I dint have my gloves on" he said
"Then keep glove on." She sat back down to tend to her roasting bird.
he took off one of his gloves and placed his hand in the fire, the fire started growing bigger and fiercer
She slapped his arm. "No! You burn bird!"
He rolled his eyes, the fire turned a blue color then fizzled out completely
*good morning, I might add a character ive been using in a campaign my DM Koal set up while ago.*
Allison was watching the sky, she had a sword in one hand and a book in another. Her eyes seemed dazed..
Lore was inside the library. Books floated around her as she read through them while mixing different colored chemical in vials.
Enethia is walking downstairs
Kalnor is sellin
The drow is watching Allison from her tent
Allison looked over at her for a moment. Her eyes seemed glazed over like a statue
She nervously backed away a bit
Allison dropped the sword, her eyes becoming less foggy. She looked around as if she had no idea where she was.
She looks at the sword, then back to Allison
Allison makes eye contact with the drow before she walks over
"H-hello...."
'uh.. Hello" she said, looking around confused
"A-are you alright? Who are you?"
'im Allison, I was sleeping, how did I get outside?"
"... You.... Were in some kind of trance"
she looked like understood but didn't say a thing. She see's the sword she dropped and went to pick it up again "im sorry if a scared you.."
"I.... Its... Its fine.... Do you have a p-pickaxe anywhere?"
"I don't think so?.. Why do you need a pickaxe?"
"..... Nothing too important... Do you know if anyone here has one?"
'someone surely does im sure" she said with a smile "whats your name?"
".. Ive been called a creature, or thing. Nerima and a few others call me Life. Poppy calls me Tressa"
"which would you like me to call you by?" She asked
"You may call me whatever youd like. What Im called doesnt matter much, so long as its clear"
"how about... N? Nerry?" She asked
"If thats what you want...."
she tilted her head sideways "you ok?"
"Im.... Ok is a good word for how I am, yeah"
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The smell of fire and coal filled the air of the tavern and its inside. Over farther in the forest, the crackle of fire could be heard. Closer and closer towards the noise you notice your surroundings becoming warmer and warmer till you see it. A man in the middle of burning tree's as he examines his surrounding's, everywhere he steps hets set on fire but quickly dies out. He wears a white ceramic mask with two small eyeholes. He wears a black jackets with a hood over his head. He touches each tree he passes by, setting it on fire with just the you h of his hand.
Nerima looks over from her cooking spot and waves.
the man turns and waves a hand, the fire dies down as he waves. He quickly puts on gloves to cover his hands as he walks over, his eyes hidden behind the mask
When he gets closer, Nerima stood up and gestured to where all the fire was. "Why?"
"it just happens whenever im around organic matter and when I dint have my gloves on" he said
"Then keep glove on." She sat back down to tend to her roasting bird.
he took off one of his gloves and placed his hand in the fire, the fire started growing bigger and fiercer
She slapped his arm. "No! You burn bird!"
He rolled his eyes, the fire turned a blue color then fizzled out completely
She looked very angry, getting up and bonking him on the head with her staff.
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The smell of fire and coal filled the air of the tavern and its inside. Over farther in the forest, the crackle of fire could be heard. Closer and closer towards the noise you notice your surroundings becoming warmer and warmer till you see it. A man in the middle of burning tree's as he examines his surrounding's, everywhere he steps hets set on fire but quickly dies out. He wears a white ceramic mask with two small eyeholes. He wears a black jackets with a hood over his head. He touches each tree he passes by, setting it on fire with just the you h of his hand.
Nerima looks over from her cooking spot and waves.
the man turns and waves a hand, the fire dies down as he waves. He quickly puts on gloves to cover his hands as he walks over, his eyes hidden behind the mask
When he gets closer, Nerima stood up and gestured to where all the fire was. "Why?"
"it just happens whenever im around organic matter and when I dint have my gloves on" he said
"Then keep glove on." She sat back down to tend to her roasting bird.
he took off one of his gloves and placed his hand in the fire, the fire started growing bigger and fiercer
She slapped his arm. "No! You burn bird!"
He rolled his eyes, the fire turned a blue color then fizzled out completely
She looked very angry, getting up and bonking him on the head with her staff.
The smell of fire and coal filled the air of the tavern and its inside. Over farther in the forest, the crackle of fire could be heard. Closer and closer towards the noise you notice your surroundings becoming warmer and warmer till you see it. A man in the middle of burning tree's as he examines his surrounding's, everywhere he steps hets set on fire but quickly dies out. He wears a white ceramic mask with two small eyeholes. He wears a black jackets with a hood over his head. He touches each tree he passes by, setting it on fire with just the you h of his hand.
Nerima looks over from her cooking spot and waves.
the man turns and waves a hand, the fire dies down as he waves. He quickly puts on gloves to cover his hands as he walks over, his eyes hidden behind the mask
When he gets closer, Nerima stood up and gestured to where all the fire was. "Why?"
"it just happens whenever im around organic matter and when I dint have my gloves on" he said
"Then keep glove on." She sat back down to tend to her roasting bird.
he took off one of his gloves and placed his hand in the fire, the fire started growing bigger and fiercer
She slapped his arm. "No! You burn bird!"
He rolled his eyes, the fire turned a blue color then fizzled out completely
She looked very angry, getting up and bonking him on the head with her staff.
He chuckled "Im Issac, Issac Vincent Merrick."
"No, you mean." She turned back around and made the fire again.
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*good morning, I might add a character ive been using in a campaign my DM Koal set up while ago.*
Allison was watching the sky, she had a sword in one hand and a book in another. Her eyes seemed dazed..
Lore was inside the library. Books floated around her as she read through them while mixing different colored chemical in vials.
Enethia is walking downstairs
Kalnor is sellin
The drow is watching Allison from her tent
Allison looked over at her for a moment. Her eyes seemed glazed over like a statue
She nervously backed away a bit
Allison dropped the sword, her eyes becoming less foggy. She looked around as if she had no idea where she was.
She looks at the sword, then back to Allison
Allison makes eye contact with the drow before she walks over
"H-hello...."
'uh.. Hello" she said, looking around confused
"A-are you alright? Who are you?"
'im Allison, I was sleeping, how did I get outside?"
"... You.... Were in some kind of trance"
she looked like understood but didn't say a thing. She see's the sword she dropped and went to pick it up again "im sorry if a scared you.."
"I.... Its... Its fine.... Do you have a p-pickaxe anywhere?"
"I don't think so?.. Why do you need a pickaxe?"
"..... Nothing too important... Do you know if anyone here has one?"
'someone surely does im sure" she said with a smile "whats your name?"
".. Ive been called a creature, or thing. Nerima and a few others call me Life. Poppy calls me Tressa"
"which would you like me to call you by?" She asked
"You may call me whatever youd like. What Im called doesnt matter much, so long as its clear"
"how about... N? Nerry?" She asked
"If thats what you want...."
she tilted her head sideways "you ok?"
"Im.... Ok is a good word for how I am, yeah"
"You sure?" she asked,
".... Im surviving.... So Im ok."
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".. Ive been called a creature, or thing. Nerima and a few others call me Life. Poppy calls me Tressa"
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)
the man turns and waves a hand, the fire dies down as he waves. He quickly puts on gloves to cover his hands as he walks over, his eyes hidden behind the mask
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
When he gets closer, Nerima stood up and gestured to where all the fire was. "Why?"
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"it just happens whenever im around organic matter and when I dint have my gloves on" he said
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"which would you like me to call you by?" She asked
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Then keep glove on." She sat back down to tend to her roasting bird.
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"You may call me whatever youd like. What Im called doesnt matter much, so long as its clear"
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)
"how about... N? Nerry?" She asked
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
he took off one of his gloves and placed his hand in the fire, the fire started growing bigger and fiercer
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"If thats what you want...."
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 slapped his arm. "No! You burn bird!"
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He rolled his eyes, the fire turned a blue color then fizzled out completely
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
she tilted her head sideways "you ok?"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Im.... Ok is a good word for how I am, yeah"
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 looked very angry, getting up and bonking him on the head with her staff.
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.
"You sure?" she asked,
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He chuckled "Im Issac, Issac Vincent Merrick."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"No, you mean." She turned back around and made the fire again.
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.
*Morning folks*
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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)