"[GP] figured this would happen." He looks around wiping his hands on his trousers. "I'll need somebody to help me carry him ta the bedroom."
Allison ties up her hair and picks him up by his shoulders "Get his feet."
"On it toots," they carry him to his bedroom, setting him down gently on the bed. Quickly Marty begins inspecting Krathian, checking biometrics, lifting his eyelids, probing his brain, etc.
"Don't call me that" she grunted, lifting Krathian up. She seems to whispers Krathian even though he can't hear her "This is not what i meant be peace love" she chuckled quietly.
"'E was right, this is bad." says Marty, dusting off his hands with a rather irritated look on his face. "Something has got ahold of his psyche, it's slowly taking over his mind. I can only assume its that kid you mentioned."
"What is this kid?" she asked, standing up.
"That's the problem, 'e doesn't know. I don't know. Orvar doesn't know. Heck, I don't think even the kid knows. There's not much I can do for him, unfortunately." he says, a tinge of guilt and frustration seeping into his voice.
She stands their for a moment, looking helpless on what to do. She kneels down besides him and chuckles "Cmon, wake up". she said, her voice seeming to break around the edges.
Nothing, Krathian remains staring blankly at the ceiling.
She looks up at Marty "Do you know if he is awake or asleep?"
"Asleep," Marty says.
Suddenly, MacKerill steps through the walls into the room. "I came soon as I could." he says morosely, hanging his head and clutching the edge of his hat sheepishly.
"Good" she said "There might be something i can do then, but not much". "Quickly, get me a vial of ink, sand, or a quill"
MacKerill produces his hat feather. "This should work for a quill Miss Allison."
She smiles "Thank you dear" she said and closed her eyes, whispering words that sounded like a lullaby. (You can make a WIS save if you want.) Allison casts Dream upon Krathian.
*This would be Ejukthranahuil's save, bc he's trying to keep her out.*
17
*Fail*
Allison appears in Krathian's dream
The background flickers with several, horrific images in black and white. "Allison?" he asks, looking scared out of his wits.
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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.
"[GP] figured this would happen." He looks around wiping his hands on his trousers. "I'll need somebody to help me carry him ta the bedroom."
Allison ties up her hair and picks him up by his shoulders "Get his feet."
"On it toots," they carry him to his bedroom, setting him down gently on the bed. Quickly Marty begins inspecting Krathian, checking biometrics, lifting his eyelids, probing his brain, etc.
"Don't call me that" she grunted, lifting Krathian up. She seems to whispers Krathian even though he can't hear her "This is not what i meant be peace love" she chuckled quietly.
"'E was right, this is bad." says Marty, dusting off his hands with a rather irritated look on his face. "Something has got ahold of his psyche, it's slowly taking over his mind. I can only assume its that kid you mentioned."
"What is this kid?" she asked, standing up.
"That's the problem, 'e doesn't know. I don't know. Orvar doesn't know. Heck, I don't think even the kid knows. There's not much I can do for him, unfortunately." he says, a tinge of guilt and frustration seeping into his voice.
She stands their for a moment, looking helpless on what to do. She kneels down besides him and chuckles "Cmon, wake up". she said, her voice seeming to break around the edges.
Nothing, Krathian remains staring blankly at the ceiling.
She looks up at Marty "Do you know if he is awake or asleep?"
"Asleep," Marty says.
Suddenly, MacKerill steps through the walls into the room. "I came soon as I could." he says morosely, hanging his head and clutching the edge of his hat sheepishly.
"Good" she said "There might be something i can do then, but not much". "Quickly, get me a vial of ink, sand, or a quill"
MacKerill produces his hat feather. "This should work for a quill Miss Allison."
She smiles "Thank you dear" she said and closed her eyes, whispering words that sounded like a lullaby. (You can make a WIS save if you want.) Allison casts Dream upon Krathian.
*This would be Ejukthranahuil's save, bc he's trying to keep her out.*
17
*Fail*
Allison appears in Krathian's dream
The background flickers with several, horrific images in black and white. "Allison?" he asks, looking scared out of his wits.
She looks a bit misty, like the vision of her isn't in focus. "what has happened my love?"
Bitrelyn walks downstairs, smiling. She goes over to the bar and orders a mug of her usual Hard Spiced Cider and a plate of surf-n-turf (Steak and Shrimp, to be specific), before going and finding a seat at one of the tables, where she pulls out a book and starts reading while she waits.
Yazrin sits at the bar, drinking a glass of Spiced Feywine.
Bitrelyn walks downstairs, smiling. She goes over to the bar and orders a mug of her usual Hard Spiced Cider and a plate of surf-n-turf (Steak and Shrimp, to be specific), before going and finding a seat at one of the tables, where she pulls out a book and starts reading while she waits.
Yazrin sits at the bar, drinking a glass of Spiced Feywine.
"[GP] figured this would happen." He looks around wiping his hands on his trousers. "I'll need somebody to help me carry him ta the bedroom."
Allison ties up her hair and picks him up by his shoulders "Get his feet."
"On it toots," they carry him to his bedroom, setting him down gently on the bed. Quickly Marty begins inspecting Krathian, checking biometrics, lifting his eyelids, probing his brain, etc.
"Don't call me that" she grunted, lifting Krathian up. She seems to whispers Krathian even though he can't hear her "This is not what i meant be peace love" she chuckled quietly.
"'E was right, this is bad." says Marty, dusting off his hands with a rather irritated look on his face. "Something has got ahold of his psyche, it's slowly taking over his mind. I can only assume its that kid you mentioned."
"What is this kid?" she asked, standing up.
"That's the problem, 'e doesn't know. I don't know. Orvar doesn't know. Heck, I don't think even the kid knows. There's not much I can do for him, unfortunately." he says, a tinge of guilt and frustration seeping into his voice.
She stands their for a moment, looking helpless on what to do. She kneels down besides him and chuckles "Cmon, wake up". she said, her voice seeming to break around the edges.
Nothing, Krathian remains staring blankly at the ceiling.
She looks up at Marty "Do you know if he is awake or asleep?"
"Asleep," Marty says.
Suddenly, MacKerill steps through the walls into the room. "I came soon as I could." he says morosely, hanging his head and clutching the edge of his hat sheepishly.
"Good" she said "There might be something i can do then, but not much". "Quickly, get me a vial of ink, sand, or a quill"
MacKerill produces his hat feather. "This should work for a quill Miss Allison."
She smiles "Thank you dear" she said and closed her eyes, whispering words that sounded like a lullaby. (You can make a WIS save if you want.) Allison casts Dream upon Krathian.
*This would be Ejukthranahuil's save, bc he's trying to keep her out.*
17
*Fail*
Allison appears in Krathian's dream
The background flickers with several, horrific images in black and white. "Allison?" he asks, looking scared out of his wits.
She looks a bit misty, like the vision of her isn't in focus. "what has happened my love?"
"Allison the kid, he ... he was at the white forest, he's been ... warped. Nobody understands how, or why, or what he is now. I've been keeping him in slumber for decades but Allison, he got out He is dangerous," his voice says, starting to sound staticy, "Get to Marty and MacKerril, tell them to do a DBP, they'll know what it means."
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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.
Bitrelyn walks downstairs, smiling. She goes over to the bar and orders a mug of her usual Hard Spiced Cider and a plate of surf-n-turf (Steak and Shrimp, to be specific), before going and finding a seat at one of the tables, where she pulls out a book and starts reading while she waits.
Yazrin sits at the bar, drinking a glass of Spiced Feywine.
*T O B A D*
*>:D my evil plan all along*
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
*REVENGE*
*-Suplexs lawrence-*
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
*-Monika scream-*
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
*-group hug as I join-*
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*JOIN US*
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
*Steve joins the group hug tackle style*
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"
*Flying Bear hug to join in the pile*
The background flickers with several, horrific images in black and white. "Allison?" he asks, looking scared out of his wits.
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"
*-Tackles right back-*
*YESH JOIN US BRUDDA*
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
*MWAHAHAHAHA*
-villain laugh-
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
*help I'm dying I only have a con of 9*
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
She looks a bit misty, like the vision of her isn't in focus. "what has happened my love?"
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
Bitrelyn walks downstairs, smiling. She goes over to the bar and orders a mug of her usual Hard Spiced Cider and a plate of surf-n-turf (Steak and Shrimp, to be specific), before going and finding a seat at one of the tables, where she pulls out a book and starts reading while she waits.
Yazrin sits at the bar, drinking a glass of Spiced Feywine.
[Open Slot]
*Anyhow, characters:*
Hazel is chilling (May open slot them)
Zenix is reading, his mask on while in the main room
-open slot-
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
*-Lawrence casts Enhance Ability.-*
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
Gust walks up, "Hey Bit, how you been?"
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Allison the kid, he ... he was at the white forest, he's been ... warped. Nobody understands how, or why, or what he is now. I've been keeping him in slumber for decades but Allison, he got out He is dangerous," his voice says, starting to sound staticy, "Get to Marty and MacKerril, tell them to do a DBP, they'll know what it means."
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"
*Steve doesn't care, YOU WILL DIE HUGGING*
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"
Yuri is making deals with mortals, like you do.
Allison is, mentally in, Krathian's dreamscape.
A young thug is spraying graffiti around the tavern
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
*man I hardly know your characters, this is mostly apparent only now.*
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.