A young man runs through the forest, managing to hit every tree or branch in his way because he was looking behind him. He has shaggy brown hair that fell in front of one eye, pale skin, and dark brown eyes. He stood no more then 5'11 and wore a black hoodie, long jeans, and thick boots that were all beginning to be covered in splashed mud that he ran through. A terrible noise came from behind him, it sounded like a person calling out to him but in a distorted warped voice.
"Kast, come ho-ome. I just want to tap all with yo-ou"
The man seem to pick up speed the best he could, as if he was running for his life.
He gets haste cast on him, as a sparrow gently taps his head.
Once he gets inside the tavern boundaries, the voice stops calling for him. He quickly looks around, catching his breath, but up on guard.
Lysander waves. "Who might you be?"
The man screams "AHHH!" Before realizing it was a normal person.... But he had to be sure "what's your full name?"
"Lysander the Fourth. I'm the person who casted haste on you. Need healing?"
"Please don't touch me....that's how they get you..." He seems to be so caught up in panic
"Want me to cast calm emotions instead?" They say, concerned
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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 young man runs through the forest, managing to hit every tree or branch in his way because he was looking behind him. He has shaggy brown hair that fell in front of one eye, pale skin, and dark brown eyes. He stood no more then 5'11 and wore a black hoodie, long jeans, and thick boots that were all beginning to be covered in splashed mud that he ran through. A terrible noise came from behind him, it sounded like a person calling out to him but in a distorted warped voice.
"Kast, come ho-ome. I just want to tap all with yo-ou"
The man seem to pick up speed the best he could, as if he was running for his life.
He gets haste cast on him, as a sparrow gently taps his head.
Once he gets inside the tavern boundaries, the voice stops calling for him. He quickly looks around, catching his breath, but up on guard.
Lysander waves. "Who might you be?"
The man screams "AHHH!" Before realizing it was a normal person.... But he had to be sure "what's your full name?"
"Lysander the Fourth. I'm the person who casted haste on you. Need healing?"
"Please don't touch me....that's how they get you..." He seems to be so caught up in panic
"Want me to cast calm emotions instead?" They say, concerned
He seems to lost in his own panic to care.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A woman wanders the woods, humming some sort of song that sends chills through the summer air. She stands 6'2 and has pale skin, long black hair, and dark brown eyes. She wears a long dress made of many layers of cloth, A dirty pale-pink sweater, and a black veil over her eyes and face. She carries nothing on her but wanders the woods by herself, quietly.
They find a halfling in the woods who waves to them. The halfling is a bit tall for their species, with emerald green eyes, scarlet red hair, elfin ears, and an androgynous look. After dusting themselves off, and gathers some herbs that skip over to the tall women. "Hello, who might you be?"
The woman turns to him and tilts her head "I am Thatcher"
"Nice to meet you, Thatcher. You heading to the tavern?"
she nods for a moment "who are you?"
"You may call me Raphael. Mind if we walk there together? A jaunt through the woods is always more fun with someone by your side."
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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 young man runs through the forest, managing to hit every tree or branch in his way because he was looking behind him. He has shaggy brown hair that fell in front of one eye, pale skin, and dark brown eyes. He stood no more then 5'11 and wore a black hoodie, long jeans, and thick boots that were all beginning to be covered in splashed mud that he ran through. A terrible noise came from behind him, it sounded like a person calling out to him but in a distorted warped voice.
"Kast, come ho-ome. I just want to tap all with yo-ou"
The man seem to pick up speed the best he could, as if he was running for his life.
He gets haste cast on him, as a sparrow gently taps his head.
Once he gets inside the tavern boundaries, the voice stops calling for him. He quickly looks around, catching his breath, but up on guard.
Lysander waves. "Who might you be?"
The man screams "AHHH!" Before realizing it was a normal person.... But he had to be sure "what's your full name?"
"Lysander the Fourth. I'm the person who casted haste on you. Need healing?"
"Please don't touch me....that's how they get you..." He seems to be so caught up in panic
"Want me to cast calm emotions instead?" They say, concerned
He seems to lost in his own panic to care.
*Wis save*
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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 woman wanders the woods, humming some sort of song that sends chills through the summer air. She stands 6'2 and has pale skin, long black hair, and dark brown eyes. She wears a long dress made of many layers of cloth, A dirty pale-pink sweater, and a black veil over her eyes and face. She carries nothing on her but wanders the woods by herself, quietly.
They find a halfling in the woods who waves to them. The halfling is a bit tall for their species, with emerald green eyes, scarlet red hair, elfin ears, and an androgynous look. After dusting themselves off, and gathers some herbs that skip over to the tall women. "Hello, who might you be?"
The woman turns to him and tilts her head "I am Thatcher"
"Nice to meet you, Thatcher. You heading to the tavern?"
she nods for a moment "who are you?"
"You may call me Raphael. Mind if we walk there together? A jaunt through the woods is always more fun with someone by your side."
She narrows her eyes from behind the veil. "I suppose" she said and nodded
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A young man runs through the forest, managing to hit every tree or branch in his way because he was looking behind him. He has shaggy brown hair that fell in front of one eye, pale skin, and dark brown eyes. He stood no more then 5'11 and wore a black hoodie, long jeans, and thick boots that were all beginning to be covered in splashed mud that he ran through. A terrible noise came from behind him, it sounded like a person calling out to him but in a distorted warped voice.
"Kast, come ho-ome. I just want to tap all with yo-ou"
The man seem to pick up speed the best he could, as if he was running for his life.
He gets haste cast on him, as a sparrow gently taps his head.
Once he gets inside the tavern boundaries, the voice stops calling for him. He quickly looks around, catching his breath, but up on guard.
Lysander waves. "Who might you be?"
The man screams "AHHH!" Before realizing it was a normal person.... But he had to be sure "what's your full name?"
"Lysander the Fourth. I'm the person who casted haste on you. Need healing?"
"Please don't touch me....that's how they get you..." He seems to be so caught up in panic
"Want me to cast calm emotions instead?" They say, concerned
He seems to lost in his own panic to care.
*Wis save*
*I'm gonna let it automatically fail cuz he too panicky to do much*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A woman wanders the woods, humming some sort of song that sends chills through the summer air. She stands 6'2 and has pale skin, long black hair, and dark brown eyes. She wears a long dress made of many layers of cloth, A dirty pale-pink sweater, and a black veil over her eyes and face. She carries nothing on her but wanders the woods by herself, quietly.
They find a halfling in the woods who waves to them. The halfling is a bit tall for their species, with emerald green eyes, scarlet red hair, elfin ears, and an androgynous look. After dusting themselves off, and gathers some herbs that skip over to the tall women. "Hello, who might you be?"
The woman turns to him and tilts her head "I am Thatcher"
"Nice to meet you, Thatcher. You heading to the tavern?"
she nods for a moment "who are you?"
"You may call me Raphael. Mind if we walk there together? A jaunt through the woods is always more fun with someone by your side."
She narrows her eyes from behind the veil. "I suppose" she said and nodded
"Something wrong?... Want a flower?" They say, motioning to their basket full of herbs, flowers, and other things.
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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 young man runs through the forest, managing to hit every tree or branch in his way because he was looking behind him. He has shaggy brown hair that fell in front of one eye, pale skin, and dark brown eyes. He stood no more then 5'11 and wore a black hoodie, long jeans, and thick boots that were all beginning to be covered in splashed mud that he ran through. A terrible noise came from behind him, it sounded like a person calling out to him but in a distorted warped voice.
"Kast, come ho-ome. I just want to tap all with yo-ou"
The man seem to pick up speed the best he could, as if he was running for his life.
He gets haste cast on him, as a sparrow gently taps his head.
Once he gets inside the tavern boundaries, the voice stops calling for him. He quickly looks around, catching his breath, but up on guard.
Lysander waves. "Who might you be?"
The man screams "AHHH!" Before realizing it was a normal person.... But he had to be sure "what's your full name?"
"Lysander the Fourth. I'm the person who casted haste on you. Need healing?"
"Please don't touch me....that's how they get you..." He seems to be so caught up in panic
"Want me to cast calm emotions instead?" They say, concerned
He seems to lost in his own panic to care.
*Wis save*
*I'm gonna let it automatically fail cuz he too panicky to do much*
They are no longer frightened
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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 woman wanders the woods, humming some sort of song that sends chills through the summer air. She stands 6'2 and has pale skin, long black hair, and dark brown eyes. She wears a long dress made of many layers of cloth, A dirty pale-pink sweater, and a black veil over her eyes and face. She carries nothing on her but wanders the woods by herself, quietly.
They find a halfling in the woods who waves to them. The halfling is a bit tall for their species, with emerald green eyes, scarlet red hair, elfin ears, and an androgynous look. After dusting themselves off, and gathers some herbs that skip over to the tall women. "Hello, who might you be?"
The woman turns to him and tilts her head "I am Thatcher"
"Nice to meet you, Thatcher. You heading to the tavern?"
she nods for a moment "who are you?"
"You may call me Raphael. Mind if we walk there together? A jaunt through the woods is always more fun with someone by your side."
She narrows her eyes from behind the veil. "I suppose" she said and nodded
"Something wrong?... Want a flower?" They say, motioning to their basket full of herbs, flowers, and other things.
"usually no is nice without A reason" she said
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A young man runs through the forest, managing to hit every tree or branch in his way because he was looking behind him. He has shaggy brown hair that fell in front of one eye, pale skin, and dark brown eyes. He stood no more then 5'11 and wore a black hoodie, long jeans, and thick boots that were all beginning to be covered in splashed mud that he ran through. A terrible noise came from behind him, it sounded like a person calling out to him but in a distorted warped voice.
"Kast, come ho-ome. I just want to tap all with yo-ou"
The man seem to pick up speed the best he could, as if he was running for his life.
He gets haste cast on him, as a sparrow gently taps his head.
Once he gets inside the tavern boundaries, the voice stops calling for him. He quickly looks around, catching his breath, but up on guard.
Lysander waves. "Who might you be?"
The man screams "AHHH!" Before realizing it was a normal person.... But he had to be sure "what's your full name?"
"Lysander the Fourth. I'm the person who casted haste on you. Need healing?"
"Please don't touch me....that's how they get you..." He seems to be so caught up in panic
"Want me to cast calm emotions instead?" They say, concerned
He seems to lost in his own panic to care.
*Wis save*
*I'm gonna let it automatically fail cuz he too panicky to do much*
They are no longer frightened
Their breath seems to calm down significantly. They stand up, rather shaky but otherwise fine. "....thank you..."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A woman wanders the woods, humming some sort of song that sends chills through the summer air. She stands 6'2 and has pale skin, long black hair, and dark brown eyes. She wears a long dress made of many layers of cloth, A dirty pale-pink sweater, and a black veil over her eyes and face. She carries nothing on her but wanders the woods by herself, quietly.
They find a halfling in the woods who waves to them. The halfling is a bit tall for their species, with emerald green eyes, scarlet red hair, elfin ears, and an androgynous look. After dusting themselves off, and gathers some herbs that skip over to the tall women. "Hello, who might you be?"
The woman turns to him and tilts her head "I am Thatcher"
"Nice to meet you, Thatcher. You heading to the tavern?"
she nods for a moment "who are you?"
"You may call me Raphael. Mind if we walk there together? A jaunt through the woods is always more fun with someone by your side."
She narrows her eyes from behind the veil. "I suppose" she said and nodded
"Something wrong?... Want a flower?" They say, motioning to their basket full of herbs, flowers, and other things.
"usually no is nice without A reason" she said
"Is agápē not reason enough?"
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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 young man runs through the forest, managing to hit every tree or branch in his way because he was looking behind him. He has shaggy brown hair that fell in front of one eye, pale skin, and dark brown eyes. He stood no more then 5'11 and wore a black hoodie, long jeans, and thick boots that were all beginning to be covered in splashed mud that he ran through. A terrible noise came from behind him, it sounded like a person calling out to him but in a distorted warped voice.
"Kast, come ho-ome. I just want to tap all with yo-ou"
The man seem to pick up speed the best he could, as if he was running for his life.
He gets haste cast on him, as a sparrow gently taps his head.
Once he gets inside the tavern boundaries, the voice stops calling for him. He quickly looks around, catching his breath, but up on guard.
Lysander waves. "Who might you be?"
The man screams "AHHH!" Before realizing it was a normal person.... But he had to be sure "what's your full name?"
"Lysander the Fourth. I'm the person who casted haste on you. Need healing?"
"Please don't touch me....that's how they get you..." He seems to be so caught up in panic
"Want me to cast calm emotions instead?" They say, concerned
He seems to lost in his own panic to care.
*Wis save*
*I'm gonna let it automatically fail cuz he too panicky to do much*
They are no longer frightened
Their breath seems to calm down significantly. They stand up, rather shaky but otherwise fine. "....thank you..."
"It's fine... Want something to eat? Or drink?"
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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 woman wanders the woods, humming some sort of song that sends chills through the summer air. She stands 6'2 and has pale skin, long black hair, and dark brown eyes. She wears a long dress made of many layers of cloth, A dirty pale-pink sweater, and a black veil over her eyes and face. She carries nothing on her but wanders the woods by herself, quietly.
They find a halfling in the woods who waves to them. The halfling is a bit tall for their species, with emerald green eyes, scarlet red hair, elfin ears, and an androgynous look. After dusting themselves off, and gathers some herbs that skip over to the tall women. "Hello, who might you be?"
The woman turns to him and tilts her head "I am Thatcher"
"Nice to meet you, Thatcher. You heading to the tavern?"
she nods for a moment "who are you?"
"You may call me Raphael. Mind if we walk there together? A jaunt through the woods is always more fun with someone by your side."
She narrows her eyes from behind the veil. "I suppose" she said and nodded
"Something wrong?... Want a flower?" They say, motioning to their basket full of herbs, flowers, and other things.
"usually no is nice without A reason" she said
"Is agápē not reason enough?"
"agápē?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
A young man runs through the forest, managing to hit every tree or branch in his way because he was looking behind him. He has shaggy brown hair that fell in front of one eye, pale skin, and dark brown eyes. He stood no more then 5'11 and wore a black hoodie, long jeans, and thick boots that were all beginning to be covered in splashed mud that he ran through. A terrible noise came from behind him, it sounded like a person calling out to him but in a distorted warped voice.
"Kast, come ho-ome. I just want to tap all with yo-ou"
The man seem to pick up speed the best he could, as if he was running for his life.
He gets haste cast on him, as a sparrow gently taps his head.
Once he gets inside the tavern boundaries, the voice stops calling for him. He quickly looks around, catching his breath, but up on guard.
Lysander waves. "Who might you be?"
The man screams "AHHH!" Before realizing it was a normal person.... But he had to be sure "what's your full name?"
"Lysander the Fourth. I'm the person who casted haste on you. Need healing?"
"Please don't touch me....that's how they get you..." He seems to be so caught up in panic
"Want me to cast calm emotions instead?" They say, concerned
He seems to lost in his own panic to care.
*Wis save*
*I'm gonna let it automatically fail cuz he too panicky to do much*
They are no longer frightened
Their breath seems to calm down significantly. They stand up, rather shaky but otherwise fine. "....thank you..."
"It's fine... Want something to eat? Or drink?"
The nod quickly at what lysander is offering "yes....please."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
A woman wanders the woods, humming some sort of song that sends chills through the summer air. She stands 6'2 and has pale skin, long black hair, and dark brown eyes. She wears a long dress made of many layers of cloth, A dirty pale-pink sweater, and a black veil over her eyes and face. She carries nothing on her but wanders the woods by herself, quietly.
They find a halfling in the woods who waves to them. The halfling is a bit tall for their species, with emerald green eyes, scarlet red hair, elfin ears, and an androgynous look. After dusting themselves off, and gathers some herbs that skip over to the tall women. "Hello, who might you be?"
The woman turns to him and tilts her head "I am Thatcher"
"Nice to meet you, Thatcher. You heading to the tavern?"
she nods for a moment "who are you?"
"You may call me Raphael. Mind if we walk there together? A jaunt through the woods is always more fun with someone by your side."
She narrows her eyes from behind the veil. "I suppose" she said and nodded
"Something wrong?... Want a flower?" They say, motioning to their basket full of herbs, flowers, and other things.
"usually no is nice without A reason" she said
"Is agápē not reason enough?"
"agápē?"
"Translates as universal love... Not a great replacement, but it will do."
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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
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"Want me to cast calm emotions instead?" They say, concerned
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He seems to lost in his own panic to care.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"You may call me Raphael. Mind if we walk there together? A jaunt through the woods is always more fun with someone by your side."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Wis save*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
She narrows her eyes from behind the veil. "I suppose" she said and nodded
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*I'm gonna let it automatically fail cuz he too panicky to do much*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Hold up Pallghost, gonna go get a snack brb*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Something wrong?... Want a flower?" They say, motioning to their basket full of herbs, flowers, and other things.
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
They are no longer frightened
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Ooo, which snacks*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"usually no is nice without A reason" she said
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Their breath seems to calm down significantly. They stand up, rather shaky but otherwise fine. "....thank you..."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Fig Newton's like a real boss*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Is agápē not reason enough?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"It's fine... Want something to eat? Or drink?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"agápē?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The nod quickly at what lysander is offering "yes....please."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Morning y'all!*
*mornin!*
Proud member of the spider guild.
i Play Ursula, Ariadne, Bolehs, Uhluhtc and Lizagnazeialqi in the tavern at the end of the world.
spiders are absolutely wonderful works of nature and if you say otherwise i shall feast tonight.
"Those who fight with Swords are Fools. those who fight with Bows are Cowards. You, My friend, Seem to be Both a Coward and A Fool." -Wilbur, Archmage of the Sunset sea addressing a Warrior.
"Translates as universal love... Not a great replacement, but it will do."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now