*a Cambion with red skin, 2 tails, large wings, green hair and clawed feet. a typical noble outfit that randomly combusts and Spectacles. they have a flaming rapier, a tome bound with Burnt leather, and a staff with the end sculpted into a hand. look at the PfP*
*Cool*
Lysander waves at Alassandro. "Hello, who might you be?"
"Alassandro Maxwell. and you are?"
"Lysander. Nice to meet you. Haven't met one of your kind in a while." They mutter the last part out loud
"it makes me uncomfortable when you say it like that. is something wrong?"
"Yes, but it isn't you. Sorry if I was scaring or unsettling you."
"okay, good. i thought for a second i was gonna have to Bash your skull in."
"It's fine. How is it going? Now that we have that all over."
"uh-i'm good? how about you?"
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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.
"Uh, could, you get down please? I don't have a way up."
“Mmmm yes you do” he hangs from the rafters, stretching his top arms to hers
*human form btw*
She hops & grabs them, holding on.
He pulls her up, sitting her next to him
She chuckles some, "So... I was right about my cleric status earlier."
“I’m sorry to hear that, I hope I’m worth it”
"Mmm, we'll see, but, Selûne seems to be one that should accept me I think, and I don't see myself as anything but a cleric or priest, so the Moonmaiden seems like one I could maybe be one under."
(uhhh- i was sent to kill some Orc who didn't Pay Levistus.)
(Hm, well then.)
(why do you ask?)
(just curious, maybe I could help, maybe.)
(i would appreciate that, Considering Not even my own father helps me with these things)
(Hm, so what's this guy like?)
(the Orc? he is 6'7, always wears iron armor, has a Flametongue, and is named Lhurr headbasher.)
(Hm, sounds like your typical Orc, personality? Not all jobs are just direct assassination, false security also is quite effective.)
(...err-uhh i don't really get that kind of information. i'm just sent to collect their souls."
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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.
"Uh, could, you get down please? I don't have a way up."
“Mmmm yes you do” he hangs from the rafters, stretching his top arms to hers
*human form btw*
She hops & grabs them, holding on.
He pulls her up, sitting her next to him
She chuckles some, "So... I was right about my cleric status earlier."
“I’m sorry to hear that, I hope I’m worth it”
"Mmm, we'll see, but, Selûne seems to be one that should accept me I think, and I don't see myself as anything but a cleric or priest, so the Moonmaiden seems like one I could maybe be one under."
He laughs a little “then she would have already seen our treason against the sun” he says dramatically, as a joke
"Lysander. Nice to meet you. What brings you here to the tavern?'
Raphael lands nearby and shifts to their halfling form. "You okay?"
Yes, but I don't think you will grant it. How goes it?
"Oh I've been here for over three months, first it was wandering as a Bard, but now I'm one for the tavern! Once again, you?"
"Oh, it's you again, um mostly."
(Good, but what is it?)
"A... Past life. I lived a complicated fourth lives. Enjoy the tavern?"
"Sorry for scaring you if I did." Need to confide something in me?
I'm a vampire. I can only feed on the willing. You can probably exstrapilate form there
"Wow the folks here never are normal anymore, but its magnificent!" He smiles as he sips his wine.
"No its fine, you didn't." (I... may or may not be a heretic to the gods of the sun by, kissing an undead.) She awkward smiles.
(hhhuh, maybe if I get to know you enough. Sorry.)
"Indeed. If they are mere commoners, then they are abnormal for being normal."
Mmm... Okay. Well there are many ways to address this. Um... Mind if I attempt to assist you?
Knew it... So may I have your name?
"Well since I'm merely a Bard, I guess I'm a oddity here." He chuckles.
(Um, I wouldn't oppose. So as of now my thought process is, if Lathander is no longer one to worship, would there be any that would have me under them? Hence all these.) She waves to the books.
(I already told you, its Laci, you don't remember me Lazarus?)
*Ill use David on Yazrin. Been long time since I used my scrapper man*
A brawny man is walk through the forest. He has short cut brown hair that is faded around the sides. He had bright blue eyes, fair skin, and stand about 6'5. He wears a white tank-top, a brown jacket, black jeans, and thick boots.
Yazrin, sitting in the branches of one of the trees while taking a break from his training, watches him, slightly curious.
The man seems to talk to himself in Undercommon as he walks through the woods. He has an accent of Irishman but speaks in different tongues
Yazrin chuckles to himself. "Hello there." He says in Undercommon. "What might you be doing out here?"
He seems to turn on heel, gotten startled from being snuck up upon. He breathes a sigh of relief when he finds the person isn't someone he need to fight. "(Ello, just Takin a walk. Am I not allowed out here?)"
Yazrin smiles, and hops out of the tree, rolling to absorb the impact. You are. I'm just curious is all.
"(Ah, good)" he says and grins (Roll perception if you want) he switches from Under common to common "Sorry, Undercommon is the language I grew up on ya see"
24 perception.
Yazrin laughs. "And it wasn't for me?" He chuckles. "Undercommon and the Drow dialect of Elvish."
"Interestin' you do look a bit like my parents" he said and pointed a thumb at himself "I was raised by drows!" He said with a grin.
Yazrin seems bruises, cuts, and scrapes over this man in spots that are either out of the way like peeking out from under his shirt and sleeves or noticeable like a bruised cheek and a torn ear.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*a Cambion with red skin, 2 tails, large wings, green hair and clawed feet. a typical noble outfit that randomly combusts and Spectacles. they have a flaming rapier, a tome bound with Burnt leather, and a staff with the end sculpted into a hand. look at the PfP*
*Cool*
Lysander waves at Alassandro. "Hello, who might you be?"
"Alassandro Maxwell. and you are?"
"Lysander. Nice to meet you. Haven't met one of your kind in a while." They mutter the last part out loud
"it makes me uncomfortable when you say it like that. is something wrong?"
"Yes, but it isn't you. Sorry if I was scaring or unsettling you."
"okay, good. i thought for a second i was gonna have to Bash your skull in."
"It's fine. How is it going? Now that we have that all over."
"uh-i'm good? how about you?"
"Great. Want a drink?"
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*a Cambion with red skin, 2 tails, large wings, green hair and clawed feet. a typical noble outfit that randomly combusts and Spectacles. they have a flaming rapier, a tome bound with Burnt leather, and a staff with the end sculpted into a hand. look at the PfP*
*Cool*
Lysander waves at Alassandro. "Hello, who might you be?"
"Alassandro Maxwell. and you are?"
"Lysander. Nice to meet you. Haven't met one of your kind in a while." They mutter the last part out loud
"it makes me uncomfortable when you say it like that. is something wrong?"
"Yes, but it isn't you. Sorry if I was scaring or unsettling you."
"okay, good. i thought for a second i was gonna have to Bash your skull in."
"It's fine. How is it going? Now that we have that all over."
"uh-i'm good? how about you?"
"Great. Want a drink?"
"sure."
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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.
Lysander to Kelipso. How is inexistent working out for you?
Lazarus looks around for Yuri, flying to their bramble fortress to check there first
Raphael checks on Lore, who was taking a nap on 'Raph's bed. They decided to simply wait for Lore to wake. *Need description of Raphael's room?*
"Watch it" he says to Lysander
Yuri was not at her palace but currently sitting on the roof of the tavern. She was watching people below.
*Yes please*
Something wrong?
Lazarus waves, landing next to her. "Hello, haven't seen you in a while."
Raphael's room has one simply dressed bed, two armchairs, a coffee table and the walls are cluttered with nicknacs that Raphael has collected. From painting of a cathedral to a clay statue of Raphael to a patchwork bag
"im grumpy" he says and narrows his turquoise blue eyes at him.
"yes, I missed your company" she said and smiled.
Lore maps on before she randomly lets out a little snore, causing her wake herself up.
Need to rest?
They smile back. "Good to hear. So where have you been?"
A dog is lying on Lord's lap. how was your nap?
"no....ill be fine"
"Im my domain. I require to go there to...recharge."
She smiles and pets his head "It was good, your were right, I needed that rest"
"Okay. How is existence?"
"I see... It is a lovely place, I can definitely see that....... How was your staycation?"
*Now only -3 on d20* They bark playfully. Good to hear... Shall I bring you breakfast in bed or something? they joke
"Its weird to feel things again." He said "but emotional wise. All I ever feel is grumpy or tired"
"Good" she said "discovered modern mortal clothing, its quite pretty"
"You joke like that I might actually ask you too" she joked and hugged him around his fuzzy neck
"Still feel for Jason?"
"Mmm... Might discover some for myself. Know where I might get some?"
They like Lord's nose. Who knows. Crazier things have happened
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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
*Alright, since there is a bit of popular demand...I'm bringing back Egrien and Reirlin, my Aasimar Brothers.*
A brilliant beam of light strikes the ground right outside the safety field, followed a split second later by another. As the light from both begins to fade, two very different individuals are visible. It's obvious they are brothers, with the same hair color, and similar facial features. Their hair is a bright, fiery red-orange, fair brighter and redder than is natural.
The older-looking of the pair wears the robes of a mage. They're a light tan, with gold embellishments in the form of various runes and sigils. A crystal-tipped rod is on his belt, with a scroll opposite it, and a very ornate-looking staff on his back. His eyes are extremely blue, almost reminding you of a clear sky at summer, or the wild, untamed ocean.
The younger of the two is a knight of some form, with a shield reminiscent of eagle wings on his back, a javelin under it, and a sword strapped to his belt. He wears heavy, and ornate, plate armor, and a cloak with the symbol of a shield emblazoned with a rising Pheonix on it. His eyes are bright gold, and almost seem to glow.
With a final burst, the columns of light vanish, and each of them sprouts a pair of large, luminous wings, revealing their celestial ancestry.
Lysander to Kelipso. How is inexistent working out for you?
Lazarus looks around for Yuri, flying to their bramble fortress to check there first
Raphael checks on Lore, who was taking a nap on 'Raph's bed. They decided to simply wait for Lore to wake. *Need description of Raphael's room?*
"Watch it" he says to Lysander
Yuri was not at her palace but currently sitting on the roof of the tavern. She was watching people below.
*Yes please*
Something wrong?
Lazarus waves, landing next to her. "Hello, haven't seen you in a while."
Raphael's room has one simply dressed bed, two armchairs, a coffee table and the walls are cluttered with nicknacs that Raphael has collected. From painting of a cathedral to a clay statue of Raphael to a patchwork bag
"im grumpy" he says and narrows his turquoise blue eyes at him.
"yes, I missed your company" she said and smiled.
Lore maps on before she randomly lets out a little snore, causing her wake herself up.
Need to rest?
They smile back. "Good to hear. So where have you been?"
A dog is lying on Lord's lap. how was your nap?
"no....ill be fine"
"Im my domain. I require to go there to...recharge."
She smiles and pets his head "It was good, your were right, I needed that rest"
"Okay. How is existence?"
"I see... It is a lovely place, I can definitely see that....... How was your staycation?"
*Now only -3 on d20* They bark playfully. Good to hear... Shall I bring you breakfast in bed or something? they joke
"Its weird to feel things again." He said "but emotional wise. All I ever feel is grumpy or tired"
"Good" she said "discovered modern mortal clothing, its quite pretty"
"You joke like that I might actually ask you too" she joked and hugged him around his fuzzy neck
"Still feel for Jason?"
"Mmm... Might discover some for myself. Know where I might get some?"
They like Lord's nose. Who knows. Crazier things have happened
"Your asking me this when I have not seen him in this tavern the whole time?" He said as.if offended.
"I could arrange to have some made for you if you want"
She chuckles and lies her head back on the pillow, petting him as she stares at the ceiling.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
"Uh, could, you get down please? I don't have a way up."
“Mmmm yes you do” he hangs from the rafters, stretching his top arms to hers
*human form btw*
She hops & grabs them, holding on.
He pulls her up, sitting her next to him
She chuckles some, "So... I was right about my cleric status earlier."
“I’m sorry to hear that, I hope I’m worth it”
"Mmm, we'll see, but, Selûne seems to be one that should accept me I think, and I don't see myself as anything but a cleric or priest, so the Moonmaiden seems like one I could maybe be one under."
He laughs a little “then she would have already seen our treason against the sun” he says dramatically, as a joke
"Fittingly enough, she has domain over love & relationships too, she even partakes in dance, as I'd the STARS didn't align enough." She chuckles, ever so slightly nervous.
"Lysander. Nice to meet you. What brings you here to the tavern?'
Raphael lands nearby and shifts to their halfling form. "You okay?"
Yes, but I don't think you will grant it. How goes it?
"Oh I've been here for over three months, first it was wandering as a Bard, but now I'm one for the tavern! Once again, you?"
"Oh, it's you again, um mostly."
(Good, but what is it?)
"A... Past life. I lived a complicated fourth lives. Enjoy the tavern?"
"Sorry for scaring you if I did." Need to confide something in me?
I'm a vampire. I can only feed on the willing. You can probably exstrapilate form there
"Wow the folks here never are normal anymore, but its magnificent!" He smiles as he sips his wine.
"No its fine, you didn't." (I... may or may not be a heretic to the gods of the sun by, kissing an undead.) She awkward smiles.
(hhhuh, maybe if I get to know you enough. Sorry.)
"Indeed. If they are mere commoners, then they are abnormal for being normal."
Mmm... Okay. Well there are many ways to address this. Um... Mind if I attempt to assist you?
Knew it... So may I have your name?
"Well since I'm merely a Bard, I guess I'm a oddity here." He chuckles.
(Um, I wouldn't oppose. So as of now my thought process is, if Lathander is no longer one to worship, would there be any that would have me under them? Hence all these.) She waves to the books.
(I already told you, its Laci, you don't remember me Lazarus?)
"Merely? Look, what is your story? I bet it is a good one."
I would not banish your faith so suddenly. You could help them, resurrect them, making brilliance out of rust
They think for a while. Ah yes, sorry I didn't remember you for a second?
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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 Cambion with red skin, 2 tails, large wings, green hair and clawed feet. a typical noble outfit that randomly combusts and Spectacles. they have a flaming rapier, a tome bound with Burnt leather, and a staff with the end sculpted into a hand. look at the PfP*
*Cool*
Lysander waves at Alassandro. "Hello, who might you be?"
"Alassandro Maxwell. and you are?"
"Lysander. Nice to meet you. Haven't met one of your kind in a while." They mutter the last part out loud
"it makes me uncomfortable when you say it like that. is something wrong?"
"Yes, but it isn't you. Sorry if I was scaring or unsettling you."
"okay, good. i thought for a second i was gonna have to Bash your skull in."
"It's fine. How is it going? Now that we have that all over."
"uh-i'm good? how about you?"
"Great. Want a drink?"
"sure."
"Anything particular?"
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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
*Ill use David on Yazrin. Been long time since I used my scrapper man*
A brawny man is walk through the forest. He has short cut brown hair that is faded around the sides. He had bright blue eyes, fair skin, and stand about 6'5. He wears a white tank-top, a brown jacket, black jeans, and thick boots.
Yazrin, sitting in the branches of one of the trees while taking a break from his training, watches him, slightly curious.
The man seems to talk to himself in Undercommon as he walks through the woods. He has an accent of Irishman but speaks in different tongues
Yazrin chuckles to himself. "Hello there." He says in Undercommon. "What might you be doing out here?"
He seems to turn on heel, gotten startled from being snuck up upon. He breathes a sigh of relief when he finds the person isn't someone he need to fight. "(Ello, just Takin a walk. Am I not allowed out here?)"
Yazrin smiles, and hops out of the tree, rolling to absorb the impact. You are. I'm just curious is all.
"(Ah, good)" he says and grins (Roll perception if you want) he switches from Under common to common "Sorry, Undercommon is the language I grew up on ya see"
24 perception.
Yazrin laughs. "And it wasn't for me?" He chuckles. "Undercommon and the Drow dialect of Elvish."
"Interestin' you do look a bit like my parents" he said and pointed a thumb at himself "I was raised by drows!" He said with a grin.
Yazrin seems bruises, cuts, and scrapes over this man in spots that are either out of the way like peeking out from under his shirt and sleeves or noticeable like a bruised cheek and a torn ear.
Yazrin smiles, and suddenly switches to a rapid and intricate set of hand signals. ;And did they ever teach you Drow Hand Sign?; He asks.
"uh-i'm good? how about you?"
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.
"Indeed. If they are mere commoners, then they are abnormal for being normal."
Mmm... Okay. Well there are many ways to address this. Um... Mind if I attempt to assist you?
Knew it... So may I have your name?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Mmm, we'll see, but, Selûne seems to be one that should accept me I think, and I don't see myself as anything but a cleric or priest, so the Moonmaiden seems like one I could maybe be one under."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
“That’s him”
“This isn’t the first time theseus ran away, our parents just hope he doesn’t return hurt”
[[ no, but other normal spiders have told him ]] he blinks “can’t be worse than other’s opinions”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
(...err-uhh i don't really get that kind of information. i'm just sent to collect their souls."
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.
He laughs a little “then she would have already seen our treason against the sun” he says dramatically, as a joke
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
"Mmm... Have you met the celestial eladrin named Myrn?"
"He isn't, trust me. Have you come to pick him up?"
"Just... Nothing. Um... How is it?" They say, painting a small smile across their face
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Well since I'm merely a Bard, I guess I'm a oddity here." He chuckles.
(Um, I wouldn't oppose. So as of now my thought process is, if Lathander is no longer one to worship, would there be any that would have me under them? Hence all these.) She waves to the books.
(I already told you, its Laci, you don't remember me Lazarus?)
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Interestin' you do look a bit like my parents" he said and pointed a thumb at himself "I was raised by drows!" He said with a grin.
Yazrin seems bruises, cuts, and scrapes over this man in spots that are either out of the way like peeking out from under his shirt and sleeves or noticeable like a bruised cheek and a torn ear.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Great. Want a drink?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"sure."
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.
“Cant say I have, I know he likes to hang out on the roof or rafters often, but that’s just observations”
“nah, he’s trusted enough not to get into to much trouble”
“if you’re uncomfortable with me you don’t have to try and make conversation, it won’t hurt my feelings”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
"Still feel for Jason?"
"Mmm... Might discover some for myself. Know where I might get some?"
They like Lord's nose. Who knows. Crazier things have happened
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Alright, since there is a bit of popular demand...I'm bringing back Egrien and Reirlin, my Aasimar Brothers.*
A brilliant beam of light strikes the ground right outside the safety field, followed a split second later by another. As the light from both begins to fade, two very different individuals are visible. It's obvious they are brothers, with the same hair color, and similar facial features. Their hair is a bright, fiery red-orange, fair brighter and redder than is natural.
The older-looking of the pair wears the robes of a mage. They're a light tan, with gold embellishments in the form of various runes and sigils. A crystal-tipped rod is on his belt, with a scroll opposite it, and a very ornate-looking staff on his back. His eyes are extremely blue, almost reminding you of a clear sky at summer, or the wild, untamed ocean.
The younger of the two is a knight of some form, with a shield reminiscent of eagle wings on his back, a javelin under it, and a sword strapped to his belt. He wears heavy, and ornate, plate armor, and a cloak with the symbol of a shield emblazoned with a rising Pheonix on it. His eyes are bright gold, and almost seem to glow.
With a final burst, the columns of light vanish, and each of them sprouts a pair of large, luminous wings, revealing their celestial ancestry.
"Your asking me this when I have not seen him in this tavern the whole time?" He said as.if offended.
"I could arrange to have some made for you if you want"
She chuckles and lies her head back on the pillow, petting him as she stares at the ceiling.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Fittingly enough, she has domain over love & relationships too, she even partakes in dance, as I'd the STARS didn't align enough." She chuckles, ever so slightly nervous.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Merely? Look, what is your story? I bet it is a good one."
I would not banish your faith so suddenly. You could help them, resurrect them, making brilliance out of rust
They think for a while. Ah yes, sorry I didn't remember you for a second?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Anything particular?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Yazrin smiles, and suddenly switches to a rapid and intricate set of hand signals. ;And did they ever teach you Drow Hand Sign?; He asks.
(Dammit, I could still probably finesse some charm to bring him to you. Sound good?)
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.