A 5’10 satyr with white hair, grayish blue eyes, and the same, white fur on his legs enters the tavern. He has two ornate crossbows and a fine dagger, he would look normal if not for the grease stains and gears all over his outfit
Lysander waves to them. "Who might you be?"
“Name’s Torrin, nice to meetcha”
"Same here. What brings you here?"
“Business, hear there’s good bounties here to collect”
"Mmm... I see."
*Oh, want a nice lvl 1 adventure for Thesus?*
Meanwhile: On the help board is a request to deal with goblins
“Well, it was nice meeting you, but duty calls” ha walks over to the help board and looking at the requests
[[ yeah that sounds nice :] ]]
*What level? Also, do they have true sight?*
It offers a gold reward for capturing a nilbog. A flamboyantly dressed tiefling waves to them. "You interested?"
[[ Torrin is level 13, no he does not have truesight ]]
”yeah sure, just wanna know first, captured or killed, I always gotta make sure first”
*Mmm... Was looking for a bit lower level*
"Capture. A dead nilbog is just a goblin."
“Understandable, do you know where it’s at or do I gotta search for it?”
A 5’10 satyr with white hair, grayish blue eyes, and the same, white fur on his legs enters the tavern. He has two ornate crossbows and a fine dagger, he would look normal if not for the grease stains and gears all over his outfit
Lysander waves to them. "Who might you be?"
“Name’s Torrin, nice to meetcha”
"Same here. What brings you here?"
“Business, hear there’s good bounties here to collect”
"Mmm... I see."
*Oh, want a nice lvl 1 adventure for Thesus?*
Meanwhile: On the help board is a request to deal with goblins
“Well, it was nice meeting you, but duty calls” ha walks over to the help board and looking at the requests
[[ yeah that sounds nice :] ]]
*What level? Also, do they have true sight?*
It offers a gold reward for capturing a nilbog. A flamboyantly dressed tiefling waves to them. "You interested?"
[[ Torrin is level 13, no he does not have truesight ]]
”yeah sure, just wanna know first, captured or killed, I always gotta make sure first”
*Mmm... Was looking for a bit lower level*
"Capture. A dead nilbog is just a goblin."
“Understandable, do you know where it’s at or do I gotta search for it?”
Suddenly, the winds pick up, and lightning flashes outside the tavern. The wind and thunder shake the windows. Oddly enough though, there isn't a cloud in the sky, just a concentrated whirlwind of storm energy right outside the tavern. Eventually, it calms, and a beautiful female Triton is standing there. She wears ornate robes with a wand on one of her hips, and a staff that seems to be made out of a single, massive icicle in her hand. Her dark green hair has a few streaks of bright blonde in it. She has pale blue skin, and deep violet eyes that seem to search this new world that she has found herself in. She makes her way into the tavern, electricity seeming to crackle faintly around her.
Suddenly, the winds pick up, and lightning flashes outside the tavern. The wind and thunder shake the windows. Oddly enough though, there isn't a cloud in the sky, just a concentrated whirlwind of storm energy right outside the tavern. Eventually, it hands, and a beautiful female Triton is standing there. She wears ornate robes with a wand on one of her hips, and a staff that seems to be made out of a single, massive icicle in her hand. Her dark green hair has a few streaks of bright blonde in it. She has pale blue skin, and deep violet eyes that seem to search this new world that she has found herself in. She makes her way into the tavern, electricity seeming to crackle faintly around her.
A flamboyantly dressed tiefling over at a corner table waves to them. "Trition? Haven't seen one of you fellows in a while."
*Truesight?*
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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
A 5’10 satyr with white hair, grayish blue eyes, and the same, white fur on his legs enters the tavern. He has two ornate crossbows and a fine dagger, he would look normal if not for the grease stains and gears all over his outfit
Lysander waves to them. "Who might you be?"
“Name’s Torrin, nice to meetcha”
"Same here. What brings you here?"
“Business, hear there’s good bounties here to collect”
"Mmm... I see."
*Oh, want a nice lvl 1 adventure for Thesus?*
Meanwhile: On the help board is a request to deal with goblins
“Well, it was nice meeting you, but duty calls” ha walks over to the help board and looking at the requests
[[ yeah that sounds nice :] ]]
*What level? Also, do they have true sight?*
It offers a gold reward for capturing a nilbog. A flamboyantly dressed tiefling waves to them. "You interested?"
[[ Torrin is level 13, no he does not have truesight ]]
”yeah sure, just wanna know first, captured or killed, I always gotta make sure first”
*Mmm... Was looking for a bit lower level*
"Capture. A dead nilbog is just a goblin."
“Understandable, do you know where it’s at or do I gotta search for it?”
Suddenly, the winds pick up, and lightning flashes outside the tavern. The wind and thunder shake the windows. Oddly enough though, there isn't a cloud in the sky, just a concentrated whirlwind of storm energy right outside the tavern. Eventually, it hands, and a beautiful female Triton is standing there. She wears ornate robes with a wand on one of her hips, and a staff that seems to be made out of a single, massive icicle in her hand. Her dark green hair has a few streaks of bright blonde in it. She has pale blue skin, and deep violet eyes that seem to search this new world that she has found herself in. She makes her way into the tavern, electricity seeming to crackle faintly around her.
A flamboyantly dressed tiefling over at a corner table waves to them. "Trition? Haven't seen one of you fellows in a while."
*Truesight?*
*Nope.*
She turns to the tiefling. "Greetings. I am Bitrelyn Stormchild. Where exactly did that whirlwind land me this time?" She sounds slightly annoyed, and yet oddly calm at the same time, as though this has happened before.
A 5’10 satyr with white hair, grayish blue eyes, and the same, white fur on his legs enters the tavern. He has two ornate crossbows and a fine dagger, he would look normal if not for the grease stains and gears all over his outfit
Lysander waves to them. "Who might you be?"
“Name’s Torrin, nice to meetcha”
"Same here. What brings you here?"
“Business, hear there’s good bounties here to collect”
"Mmm... I see."
*Oh, want a nice lvl 1 adventure for Thesus?*
Meanwhile: On the help board is a request to deal with goblins
“Well, it was nice meeting you, but duty calls” ha walks over to the help board and looking at the requests
[[ yeah that sounds nice :] ]]
*What level? Also, do they have true sight?*
It offers a gold reward for capturing a nilbog. A flamboyantly dressed tiefling waves to them. "You interested?"
[[ Torrin is level 13, no he does not have truesight ]]
”yeah sure, just wanna know first, captured or killed, I always gotta make sure first”
*Mmm... Was looking for a bit lower level*
"Capture. A dead nilbog is just a goblin."
“Understandable, do you know where it’s at or do I gotta search for it?”
Suddenly, the winds pick up, and lightning flashes outside the tavern. The wind and thunder shake the windows. Oddly enough though, there isn't a cloud in the sky, just a concentrated whirlwind of storm energy right outside the tavern. Eventually, it hands, and a beautiful female Triton is standing there. She wears ornate robes with a wand on one of her hips, and a staff that seems to be made out of a single, massive icicle in her hand. Her dark green hair has a few streaks of bright blonde in it. She has pale blue skin, and deep violet eyes that seem to search this new world that she has found herself in. She makes her way into the tavern, electricity seeming to crackle faintly around her.
A flamboyantly dressed tiefling over at a corner table waves to them. "Trition? Haven't seen one of you fellows in a while."
*Truesight?*
*Nope.*
She turns to the tiefling. "Greetings. I am Bitrelyn Stormchild. Where exactly did that whirlwind land me this time?" She sounds slightly annoyed, and yet oddly calm at the same time, as though this has happened before.
They shurg. "Some tavern the higher up sent me. Apparently full of adventures, and I would say that they were right. Anastasius." They say, offering a hand while lying back in a chair prompt out by their tail
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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
A 5’10 satyr with white hair, grayish blue eyes, and the same, white fur on his legs enters the tavern. He has two ornate crossbows and a fine dagger, he would look normal if not for the grease stains and gears all over his outfit
Lysander waves to them. "Who might you be?"
“Name’s Torrin, nice to meetcha”
"Same here. What brings you here?"
“Business, hear there’s good bounties here to collect”
"Mmm... I see."
*Oh, want a nice lvl 1 adventure for Thesus?*
Meanwhile: On the help board is a request to deal with goblins
“Well, it was nice meeting you, but duty calls” ha walks over to the help board and looking at the requests
[[ yeah that sounds nice :] ]]
*What level? Also, do they have true sight?*
It offers a gold reward for capturing a nilbog. A flamboyantly dressed tiefling waves to them. "You interested?"
[[ Torrin is level 13, no he does not have truesight ]]
”yeah sure, just wanna know first, captured or killed, I always gotta make sure first”
*Mmm... Was looking for a bit lower level*
"Capture. A dead nilbog is just a goblin."
“Understandable, do you know where it’s at or do I gotta search for it?”
Suddenly, the winds pick up, and lightning flashes outside the tavern. The wind and thunder shake the windows. Oddly enough though, there isn't a cloud in the sky, just a concentrated whirlwind of storm energy right outside the tavern. Eventually, it hands, and a beautiful female Triton is standing there. She wears ornate robes with a wand on one of her hips, and a staff that seems to be made out of a single, massive icicle in her hand. Her dark green hair has a few streaks of bright blonde in it. She has pale blue skin, and deep violet eyes that seem to search this new world that she has found herself in. She makes her way into the tavern, electricity seeming to crackle faintly around her.
A flamboyantly dressed tiefling over at a corner table waves to them. "Trition? Haven't seen one of you fellows in a while."
*Truesight?*
*Nope.*
She turns to the tiefling. "Greetings. I am Bitrelyn Stormchild. Where exactly did that whirlwind land me this time?" She sounds slightly annoyed, and yet oddly calm at the same time, as though this has happened before.
They shurg. "Some tavern the higher up sent me. Apparently full of adventures, and I would say that they were right. Anastasius." They say, offering a hand while lying back in a chair prompt out by their tail
She shakes it, and Anastasius gets a mild static shock, nothing that would've caused any damage, even if it weren't for the protection field. "Well then. What brings you to this place?" she asks, her eyes still rapidly scanning the room.
Suddenly, the winds pick up, and lightning flashes outside the tavern. The wind and thunder shake the windows. Oddly enough though, there isn't a cloud in the sky, just a concentrated whirlwind of storm energy right outside the tavern. Eventually, it hands, and a beautiful female Triton is standing there. She wears ornate robes with a wand on one of her hips, and a staff that seems to be made out of a single, massive icicle in her hand. Her dark green hair has a few streaks of bright blonde in it. She has pale blue skin, and deep violet eyes that seem to search this new world that she has found herself in. She makes her way into the tavern, electricity seeming to crackle faintly around her.
A flamboyantly dressed tiefling over at a corner table waves to them. "Trition? Haven't seen one of you fellows in a while."
*Truesight?*
*Nope.*
She turns to the tiefling. "Greetings. I am Bitrelyn Stormchild. Where exactly did that whirlwind land me this time?" She sounds slightly annoyed, and yet oddly calm at the same time, as though this has happened before.
They shurg. "Some tavern the higher up sent me. Apparently full of adventures, and I would say that they were right. Anastasius." They say, offering a hand while lying back in a chair prompt out by their tail
She shakes it, and Anastasius gets a mild static shock, nothing that would've caused any damage, even if it weren't for the protection field. "Well then. What brings you to this place?" she asks, her eyes still rapidly scanning the room.
"Getting adventurers for a quest to capture a nilbog. Want to join." They say, sliding a paper to them, while gesturing to a help wanted poster
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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
Suddenly, the winds pick up, and lightning flashes outside the tavern. The wind and thunder shake the windows. Oddly enough though, there isn't a cloud in the sky, just a concentrated whirlwind of storm energy right outside the tavern. Eventually, it hands, and a beautiful female Triton is standing there. She wears ornate robes with a wand on one of her hips, and a staff that seems to be made out of a single, massive icicle in her hand. Her dark green hair has a few streaks of bright blonde in it. She has pale blue skin, and deep violet eyes that seem to search this new world that she has found herself in. She makes her way into the tavern, electricity seeming to crackle faintly around her.
A flamboyantly dressed tiefling over at a corner table waves to them. "Trition? Haven't seen one of you fellows in a while."
*Truesight?*
*Nope.*
She turns to the tiefling. "Greetings. I am Bitrelyn Stormchild. Where exactly did that whirlwind land me this time?" She sounds slightly annoyed, and yet oddly calm at the same time, as though this has happened before.
They shurg. "Some tavern the higher up sent me. Apparently full of adventures, and I would say that they were right. Anastasius." They say, offering a hand while lying back in a chair prompt out by their tail
She shakes it, and Anastasius gets a mild static shock, nothing that would've caused any damage, even if it weren't for the protection field. "Well then. What brings you to this place?" she asks, her eyes still rapidly scanning the room.
"Getting adventurers for a quest to capture a nilbog. Want to join." They say, sliding a paper to them, while gesturing to a help wanted poster
She shrugs. "Why not. Sounds a heck of a lot easier than taking on the storm elementals I was just fighting."
Suddenly, the winds pick up, and lightning flashes outside the tavern. The wind and thunder shake the windows. Oddly enough though, there isn't a cloud in the sky, just a concentrated whirlwind of storm energy right outside the tavern. Eventually, it hands, and a beautiful female Triton is standing there. She wears ornate robes with a wand on one of her hips, and a staff that seems to be made out of a single, massive icicle in her hand. Her dark green hair has a few streaks of bright blonde in it. She has pale blue skin, and deep violet eyes that seem to search this new world that she has found herself in. She makes her way into the tavern, electricity seeming to crackle faintly around her.
A flamboyantly dressed tiefling over at a corner table waves to them. "Trition? Haven't seen one of you fellows in a while."
*Truesight?*
*Nope.*
She turns to the tiefling. "Greetings. I am Bitrelyn Stormchild. Where exactly did that whirlwind land me this time?" She sounds slightly annoyed, and yet oddly calm at the same time, as though this has happened before.
They shurg. "Some tavern the higher up sent me. Apparently full of adventures, and I would say that they were right. Anastasius." They say, offering a hand while lying back in a chair prompt out by their tail
She shakes it, and Anastasius gets a mild static shock, nothing that would've caused any damage, even if it weren't for the protection field. "Well then. What brings you to this place?" she asks, her eyes still rapidly scanning the room.
"Getting adventurers for a quest to capture a nilbog. Want to join." They say, sliding a paper to them, while gesturing to a help wanted poster
She shrugs. "Why not. Sounds a heck of a lot easier than taking on the storm elementals I was just fighting."
Suddenly, the winds pick up, and lightning flashes outside the tavern. The wind and thunder shake the windows. Oddly enough though, there isn't a cloud in the sky, just a concentrated whirlwind of storm energy right outside the tavern. Eventually, it hands, and a beautiful female Triton is standing there. She wears ornate robes with a wand on one of her hips, and a staff that seems to be made out of a single, massive icicle in her hand. Her dark green hair has a few streaks of bright blonde in it. She has pale blue skin, and deep violet eyes that seem to search this new world that she has found herself in. She makes her way into the tavern, electricity seeming to crackle faintly around her.
A flamboyantly dressed tiefling over at a corner table waves to them. "Trition? Haven't seen one of you fellows in a while."
*Truesight?*
*Nope.*
She turns to the tiefling. "Greetings. I am Bitrelyn Stormchild. Where exactly did that whirlwind land me this time?" She sounds slightly annoyed, and yet oddly calm at the same time, as though this has happened before.
They shurg. "Some tavern the higher up sent me. Apparently full of adventures, and I would say that they were right. Anastasius." They say, offering a hand while lying back in a chair prompt out by their tail
She shakes it, and Anastasius gets a mild static shock, nothing that would've caused any damage, even if it weren't for the protection field. "Well then. What brings you to this place?" she asks, her eyes still rapidly scanning the room.
"Getting adventurers for a quest to capture a nilbog. Want to join." They say, sliding a paper to them, while gesturing to a help wanted poster
She shrugs. "Why not. Sounds a heck of a lot easier than taking on the storm elementals I was just fighting."
"Then sign away." He says, offering a red pen.
Bitrelyn takes the pen, and, with surprisingly neat handwriting, signs wherever necessary.
Torrin reads them to make sure nothing is off
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
*Investigation*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Intro Time!!!!*
Suddenly, the winds pick up, and lightning flashes outside the tavern. The wind and thunder shake the windows. Oddly enough though, there isn't a cloud in the sky, just a concentrated whirlwind of storm energy right outside the tavern. Eventually, it calms, and a beautiful female Triton is standing there. She wears ornate robes with a wand on one of her hips, and a staff that seems to be made out of a single, massive icicle in her hand. Her dark green hair has a few streaks of bright blonde in it. She has pale blue skin, and deep violet eyes that seem to search this new world that she has found herself in. She makes her way into the tavern, electricity seeming to crackle faintly around her.
A flamboyantly dressed tiefling over at a corner table waves to them. "Trition? Haven't seen one of you fellows in a while."
*Truesight?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
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I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
*Nope.*
She turns to the tiefling. "Greetings. I am Bitrelyn Stormchild. Where exactly did that whirlwind land me this time?" She sounds slightly annoyed, and yet oddly calm at the same time, as though this has happened before.
Abousultly nothing seems to be wrong with them. Just standard adventure stuff
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
They shurg. "Some tavern the higher up sent me. Apparently full of adventures, and I would say that they were right. Anastasius." They say, offering a hand while lying back in a chair prompt out by their tail
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He signs the papers “alright, we good?”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
She shakes it, and Anastasius gets a mild static shock, nothing that would've caused any damage, even if it weren't for the protection field. "Well then. What brings you to this place?" she asks, her eyes still rapidly scanning the room.
"Yep." They say, collecting the papers before offering a hand
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Getting adventurers for a quest to capture a nilbog. Want to join." They say, sliding a paper to them, while gesturing to a help wanted poster
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
She shrugs. "Why not. Sounds a heck of a lot easier than taking on the storm elementals I was just fighting."
"Then sign away." He says, offering a red pen.
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Bitrelyn takes the pen, and, with surprisingly neat handwriting, signs wherever necessary.
"Good. Now all to do is teleport you two." They say, offering two hands to the trition and the satyr *Noi's character*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He puts his hand in the tiefling’s
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
She sighs slightly, before taking the tielfing's hand. "Where exactly is it?"
"In the lands beyond." They reply
"Thanks."
Both of them teleport to a ruined building, with a teleportation circle in the center.
*To PM lands!*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
[[ wEe ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger