He hears a click as the figure aims the rifle at him cautiously.
Max watches him, fear in his eyes. his entire left side of his face is stained with dark red blood.
"You left yourself open to attack." The figure says
He says something in German before laughing
"You seem rather confident for the one missing an eye."
*Im listening to probably the best/worst song for this*
he grins from ear to ear, nothing saying anything
*What song?*
The figure (Who i will refer to as Hunter), aims their rifle at him once again
*16 shots*
Max looks at hunter and moves the barrel of the rifle with two fingers "can i buy you drink, after all, ive attacked you so ill pay"
"I do not require that, but if you no longer wish to fight i will oblige"
"Yeah, my stupidness is done hopefully" he said and stood up. He looked at the bullet holes in him as well as the slashes "you have a good aim" he said.
"If i did not, then i wouldn't have been able to get this far."
Taniks chuckles, taking a seat to watch the other tavern patrons.
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The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that... "Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent* "Eliksni must rise...yes?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
As they pass the trees, they see the figure carrying a rifle, with an injured max a couple feet away
She comes to a grinding halt, half-sliding across the dirt, coming within 15 feet of each of them, unslinging her guitar from her shoulder, quickly gets into position, then plays some notes that are magically enhanced to stun them a bit.
She casts Thunderwave as a third level spell.
Save: CON 14
Fail= 5d8 thunder damage, pushed 10 feet away
Success= 2d4 damage, no push
Save:20
4 Thunder damage
The figure turns to look at them, "Who are you?"
She breathes a little heavily. "I'm Undine Wolfe, and I can tell you both are trouble." A bit of panting. "Put the guns down, or I'll do much more than play a lullaby."
"Your song didn't harm me much."
"I was a bit off-key from running for 8 straight minutes, but I could do more than make a loud sound."
"Thats nice for you, but i could blow your arm off at the shoulder should i be required to do so."
She chuckled a bit. "Go ahead, I'm ready." A bit of a wolfish muzzle appeared in place of her mouth for a second, but disappeared just as quickly. "I only need one arm."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
He hears a click as the figure aims the rifle at him cautiously.
Max watches him, fear in his eyes. his entire left side of his face is stained with dark red blood.
"You left yourself open to attack." The figure says
He says something in German before laughing
"You seem rather confident for the one missing an eye."
*Im listening to probably the best/worst song for this*
he grins from ear to ear, nothing saying anything
*What song?*
The figure (Who i will refer to as Hunter), aims their rifle at him once again
*16 shots*
Max looks at hunter and moves the barrel of the rifle with two fingers "can i buy you drink, after all, ive attacked you so ill pay"
"I do not require that, but if you no longer wish to fight i will oblige"
"Yeah, my stupidness is done hopefully" he said and stood up. He looked at the bullet holes in him as well as the slashes "you have a good aim" he said.
"If i did not, then i wouldn't have been able to get this far."
He chuckled and wiped the blood from his nose "Well, your good at it" he said.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Tara is in Sogel, eating traditional Sogelian street cuisine
*Merry christmas, heres kelipso revised*
a 5'6 teifling walks in. his skin is mint green, he has four horns adorning head. his turquoise colored eyes scan the bar happily before he plops himself down at a table. a large fluffy white wolf follows him and curls up around his feet.
*for all of those who interacted with kelipso back in Tavern II. not the same child, he be revised*
Q'ilbrith flop/scoots his way over and hands him a summoning scroll. "Merry Winter Festival!"
Kelipso smiled happily "You too!!"
"It is nice to meet someone who acknowledges a winter festival so late in the year. May end theirs after the year ends."
Kelipso chuckled "Never seen something like you!" he said. Gordon next to him sniffed Q'il
Q'il seems like he doesn't know what to make of Gordon
*just for reference, think a normal wolf but likes 3 feet higher and thicker. *
Gordon licked Q'il, almost eating him
Q'ilbrith kinda scuttled back a bit, and lightly slapped Gordon on the nose
Kelipso chuckles and hugs gordon, who started wiggling. "sorry about him, he's an idiot"
"Ah yes, I also have an idiot. Yesterday he threw me into a void. Says I deserved it, pah..."
"Gordon go outside" kelipso shooed Gordon's fluffy butt outside. "Whose your idiot"
Q'ilbrith kind of indicates Krathian's corner, where he is writing. "He can actually be rather charming once you get to know him."
Ok for context Q'ilbrith was stealing Krathian's scotch again, and Krathian and Wolfe were going to see what happened if you jumped into the wall of nothingness at the edge of Entropy. Krathian, because he could re-summon Q'ilbrith, and because Q'ilbrith was annoying him recently, threw Q'ilbrith into the firmament to see if it was safe (He thought it was) which it was not.
Kelipso looks up at Krathian and smiles "he seems nice but a little thick headed"
*ha. ha. ha.*
"Indeed he is. What is your name flesh-walker?"
"Im Kelipso" he said and smiled "Just got here"
"Nice to meet you Kelipso, I am Q'ilbrith. I and Krathian also recently arrived, in fact so did most of the patrons here. The tavern on Lesta closed its doors."
"Thats where i arrived from" he said
"And yet we've never met, that's strange luck..."
"i was always out with my group"
"Ah, so you are an adventurer." Q'ilbrith excitement seems barely contained. "Have you ever gone doom-raiding?"
"pft. no i have not" he said and smiled slightly "the most i done was get shot up by a demon"
"That sounds like an exciting story.'
"No truly, i have receive a curse from it" he said and chuckled sadly
"That's not good... what's the curse, perhaps me and Krathian can help. However bone headed he is, this is his area of expertise."
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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.
Tara is in Sogel, eating traditional Sogelian street cuisine
*Merry christmas, heres kelipso revised*
a 5'6 teifling walks in. his skin is mint green, he has four horns adorning head. his turquoise colored eyes scan the bar happily before he plops himself down at a table. a large fluffy white wolf follows him and curls up around his feet.
*for all of those who interacted with kelipso back in Tavern II. not the same child, he be revised*
Q'ilbrith flop/scoots his way over and hands him a summoning scroll. "Merry Winter Festival!"
Kelipso smiled happily "You too!!"
"It is nice to meet someone who acknowledges a winter festival so late in the year. May end theirs after the year ends."
Kelipso chuckled "Never seen something like you!" he said. Gordon next to him sniffed Q'il
Q'il seems like he doesn't know what to make of Gordon
*just for reference, think a normal wolf but likes 3 feet higher and thicker. *
Gordon licked Q'il, almost eating him
Q'ilbrith kinda scuttled back a bit, and lightly slapped Gordon on the nose
Kelipso chuckles and hugs gordon, who started wiggling. "sorry about him, he's an idiot"
"Ah yes, I also have an idiot. Yesterday he threw me into a void. Says I deserved it, pah..."
"Gordon go outside" kelipso shooed Gordon's fluffy butt outside. "Whose your idiot"
Q'ilbrith kind of indicates Krathian's corner, where he is writing. "He can actually be rather charming once you get to know him."
Ok for context Q'ilbrith was stealing Krathian's scotch again, and Krathian and Wolfe were going to see what happened if you jumped into the wall of nothingness at the edge of Entropy. Krathian, because he could re-summon Q'ilbrith, and because Q'ilbrith was annoying him recently, threw Q'ilbrith into the firmament to see if it was safe (He thought it was) which it was not.
Kelipso looks up at Krathian and smiles "he seems nice but a little thick headed"
*ha. ha. ha.*
"Indeed he is. What is your name flesh-walker?"
"Im Kelipso" he said and smiled "Just got here"
"Nice to meet you Kelipso, I am Q'ilbrith. I and Krathian also recently arrived, in fact so did most of the patrons here. The tavern on Lesta closed its doors."
"Thats where i arrived from" he said
"And yet we've never met, that's strange luck..."
"i was always out with my group"
"Ah, so you are an adventurer." Q'ilbrith excitement seems barely contained. "Have you ever gone doom-raiding?"
"pft. no i have not" he said and smiled slightly "the most i done was get shot up by a demon"
"That sounds like an exciting story.'
"No truly, i have receive a curse from it" he said and chuckled sadly
"That's not good... what's the curse, perhaps me and Krathian can help. However bone headed he is, this is his area of expertise."
"as much as that sounds nice, This is a.... weird curse.."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
As they pass the trees, they see the figure carrying a rifle, with an injured max a couple feet away
She comes to a grinding halt, half-sliding across the dirt, coming within 15 feet of each of them, unslinging her guitar from her shoulder, quickly gets into position, then plays some notes that are magically enhanced to stun them a bit.
She casts Thunderwave as a third level spell.
Save: CON 14
Fail= 5d8 thunder damage, pushed 10 feet away
Success= 2d4 damage, no push
Save:20
4 Thunder damage
The figure turns to look at them, "Who are you?"
She breathes a little heavily. "I'm Undine Wolfe, and I can tell you both are trouble." A bit of panting. "Put the guns down, or I'll do much more than play a lullaby."
"Your song didn't harm me much."
"I was a bit off-key from running for 8 straight minutes, but I could do more than make a loud sound."
"Thats nice for you, but i could blow your arm off at the shoulder should i be required to do so."
She chuckled a bit. "Go ahead, I'm ready." A bit of a wolfish muzzle appeared in place of her mouth for a second, but disappeared just as quickly. "I only need one arm."
"Of course, i could also just blow a hole through your skull, if that works better. However, i am preferential in not killing you right now"
He hears a click as the figure aims the rifle at him cautiously.
Max watches him, fear in his eyes. his entire left side of his face is stained with dark red blood.
"You left yourself open to attack." The figure says
He says something in German before laughing
"You seem rather confident for the one missing an eye."
*Im listening to probably the best/worst song for this*
he grins from ear to ear, nothing saying anything
*What song?*
The figure (Who i will refer to as Hunter), aims their rifle at him once again
*16 shots*
Max looks at hunter and moves the barrel of the rifle with two fingers "can i buy you drink, after all, ive attacked you so ill pay"
"I do not require that, but if you no longer wish to fight i will oblige"
"Yeah, my stupidness is done hopefully" he said and stood up. He looked at the bullet holes in him as well as the slashes "you have a good aim" he said.
"If i did not, then i wouldn't have been able to get this far."
He chuckled and wiped the blood from his nose "Well, your good at it" he said.
Hunter pulls out a vial of something, "Drink this."
Tara is in Sogel, eating traditional Sogelian street cuisine
*Merry christmas, heres kelipso revised*
a 5'6 teifling walks in. his skin is mint green, he has four horns adorning head. his turquoise colored eyes scan the bar happily before he plops himself down at a table. a large fluffy white wolf follows him and curls up around his feet.
*for all of those who interacted with kelipso back in Tavern II. not the same child, he be revised*
Q'ilbrith flop/scoots his way over and hands him a summoning scroll. "Merry Winter Festival!"
Kelipso smiled happily "You too!!"
"It is nice to meet someone who acknowledges a winter festival so late in the year. May end theirs after the year ends."
Kelipso chuckled "Never seen something like you!" he said. Gordon next to him sniffed Q'il
Q'il seems like he doesn't know what to make of Gordon
*just for reference, think a normal wolf but likes 3 feet higher and thicker. *
Gordon licked Q'il, almost eating him
Q'ilbrith kinda scuttled back a bit, and lightly slapped Gordon on the nose
Kelipso chuckles and hugs gordon, who started wiggling. "sorry about him, he's an idiot"
"Ah yes, I also have an idiot. Yesterday he threw me into a void. Says I deserved it, pah..."
"Gordon go outside" kelipso shooed Gordon's fluffy butt outside. "Whose your idiot"
Q'ilbrith kind of indicates Krathian's corner, where he is writing. "He can actually be rather charming once you get to know him."
Ok for context Q'ilbrith was stealing Krathian's scotch again, and Krathian and Wolfe were going to see what happened if you jumped into the wall of nothingness at the edge of Entropy. Krathian, because he could re-summon Q'ilbrith, and because Q'ilbrith was annoying him recently, threw Q'ilbrith into the firmament to see if it was safe (He thought it was) which it was not.
Kelipso looks up at Krathian and smiles "he seems nice but a little thick headed"
*ha. ha. ha.*
"Indeed he is. What is your name flesh-walker?"
"Im Kelipso" he said and smiled "Just got here"
"Nice to meet you Kelipso, I am Q'ilbrith. I and Krathian also recently arrived, in fact so did most of the patrons here. The tavern on Lesta closed its doors."
"Thats where i arrived from" he said
"And yet we've never met, that's strange luck..."
"i was always out with my group"
"Ah, so you are an adventurer." Q'ilbrith excitement seems barely contained. "Have you ever gone doom-raiding?"
"pft. no i have not" he said and smiled slightly "the most i done was get shot up by a demon"
"That sounds like an exciting story.'
"No truly, i have receive a curse from it" he said and chuckled sadly
"That's not good... what's the curse, perhaps me and Krathian can help. However bone headed he is, this is his area of expertise."
"as much as that sounds nice, This is a.... weird curse.."
"That's what I meant when I said it was his area of expertise. He specializes in weird things."
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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.
Maxwell was in the tavern now. he was bandaging up his eye and stitching up wounds Hunter has made. He was in a ok mood for right now. Dried blood was stained over him.
Elliot was asleep.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
As they pass the trees, they see the figure carrying a rifle, with an injured max a couple feet away
She comes to a grinding halt, half-sliding across the dirt, coming within 15 feet of each of them, unslinging her guitar from her shoulder, quickly gets into position, then plays some notes that are magically enhanced to stun them a bit.
She casts Thunderwave as a third level spell.
Save: CON 14
Fail= 5d8 thunder damage, pushed 10 feet away
Success= 2d4 damage, no push
Save:20
4 Thunder damage
The figure turns to look at them, "Who are you?"
She breathes a little heavily. "I'm Undine Wolfe, and I can tell you both are trouble." A bit of panting. "Put the guns down, or I'll do much more than play a lullaby."
"Your song didn't harm me much."
"I was a bit off-key from running for 8 straight minutes, but I could do more than make a loud sound."
"Thats nice for you, but i could blow your arm off at the shoulder should i be required to do so."
She chuckled a bit. "Go ahead, I'm ready." A bit of a wolfish muzzle appeared in place of her mouth for a second, but disappeared just as quickly. "I only need one arm."
"Of course, i could also just blow a hole through your skull, if that works better. However, i am preferential in not killing you right now"
She winked, and put on a friendly voice, it really didn't suit her. "Or you could just put your gun down, so neither of us has to do anything. That sound good, A[gp]hat?"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
He hears a click as the figure aims the rifle at him cautiously.
Max watches him, fear in his eyes. his entire left side of his face is stained with dark red blood.
"You left yourself open to attack." The figure says
He says something in German before laughing
"You seem rather confident for the one missing an eye."
*Im listening to probably the best/worst song for this*
he grins from ear to ear, nothing saying anything
*What song?*
The figure (Who i will refer to as Hunter), aims their rifle at him once again
*16 shots*
Max looks at hunter and moves the barrel of the rifle with two fingers "can i buy you drink, after all, ive attacked you so ill pay"
"I do not require that, but if you no longer wish to fight i will oblige"
"Yeah, my stupidness is done hopefully" he said and stood up. He looked at the bullet holes in him as well as the slashes "you have a good aim" he said.
"If i did not, then i wouldn't have been able to get this far."
He chuckled and wiped the blood from his nose "Well, your good at it" he said.
Hunter pulls out a vial of something, "Drink this."
Max was sitting on the couch inside the tavern, stitching himself up. he looked up at Hunter with his good eye "What is it..?"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Tara is in Sogel, eating traditional Sogelian street cuisine
*Merry christmas, heres kelipso revised*
a 5'6 teifling walks in. his skin is mint green, he has four horns adorning head. his turquoise colored eyes scan the bar happily before he plops himself down at a table. a large fluffy white wolf follows him and curls up around his feet.
*for all of those who interacted with kelipso back in Tavern II. not the same child, he be revised*
Q'ilbrith flop/scoots his way over and hands him a summoning scroll. "Merry Winter Festival!"
Kelipso smiled happily "You too!!"
"It is nice to meet someone who acknowledges a winter festival so late in the year. May end theirs after the year ends."
Kelipso chuckled "Never seen something like you!" he said. Gordon next to him sniffed Q'il
Q'il seems like he doesn't know what to make of Gordon
*just for reference, think a normal wolf but likes 3 feet higher and thicker. *
Gordon licked Q'il, almost eating him
Q'ilbrith kinda scuttled back a bit, and lightly slapped Gordon on the nose
Kelipso chuckles and hugs gordon, who started wiggling. "sorry about him, he's an idiot"
"Ah yes, I also have an idiot. Yesterday he threw me into a void. Says I deserved it, pah..."
"Gordon go outside" kelipso shooed Gordon's fluffy butt outside. "Whose your idiot"
Q'ilbrith kind of indicates Krathian's corner, where he is writing. "He can actually be rather charming once you get to know him."
Ok for context Q'ilbrith was stealing Krathian's scotch again, and Krathian and Wolfe were going to see what happened if you jumped into the wall of nothingness at the edge of Entropy. Krathian, because he could re-summon Q'ilbrith, and because Q'ilbrith was annoying him recently, threw Q'ilbrith into the firmament to see if it was safe (He thought it was) which it was not.
Kelipso looks up at Krathian and smiles "he seems nice but a little thick headed"
*ha. ha. ha.*
"Indeed he is. What is your name flesh-walker?"
"Im Kelipso" he said and smiled "Just got here"
"Nice to meet you Kelipso, I am Q'ilbrith. I and Krathian also recently arrived, in fact so did most of the patrons here. The tavern on Lesta closed its doors."
"Thats where i arrived from" he said
"And yet we've never met, that's strange luck..."
"i was always out with my group"
"Ah, so you are an adventurer." Q'ilbrith excitement seems barely contained. "Have you ever gone doom-raiding?"
"pft. no i have not" he said and smiled slightly "the most i done was get shot up by a demon"
"That sounds like an exciting story.'
"No truly, i have receive a curse from it" he said and chuckled sadly
"That's not good... what's the curse, perhaps me and Krathian can help. However bone headed he is, this is his area of expertise."
"as much as that sounds nice, This is a.... weird curse.."
"That's what I meant when I said it was his area of expertise. He specializes in weird things."
"Then i suppose" he said
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
As they pass the trees, they see the figure carrying a rifle, with an injured max a couple feet away
She comes to a grinding halt, half-sliding across the dirt, coming within 15 feet of each of them, unslinging her guitar from her shoulder, quickly gets into position, then plays some notes that are magically enhanced to stun them a bit.
She casts Thunderwave as a third level spell.
Save: CON 14
Fail= 5d8 thunder damage, pushed 10 feet away
Success= 2d4 damage, no push
Save:20
4 Thunder damage
The figure turns to look at them, "Who are you?"
She breathes a little heavily. "I'm Undine Wolfe, and I can tell you both are trouble." A bit of panting. "Put the guns down, or I'll do much more than play a lullaby."
"Your song didn't harm me much."
"I was a bit off-key from running for 8 straight minutes, but I could do more than make a loud sound."
"Thats nice for you, but i could blow your arm off at the shoulder should i be required to do so."
She chuckled a bit. "Go ahead, I'm ready." A bit of a wolfish muzzle appeared in place of her mouth for a second, but disappeared just as quickly. "I only need one arm."
"Of course, i could also just blow a hole through your skull, if that works better. However, i am preferential in not killing you right now"
She winked, and put on a friendly voice, it really didn't suit her. "Or you could just put your gun down, so neither of us has to do anything. That sound good, A[gp]hat?"
Tara is in Sogel, eating traditional Sogelian street cuisine
*Merry christmas, heres kelipso revised*
a 5'6 teifling walks in. his skin is mint green, he has four horns adorning head. his turquoise colored eyes scan the bar happily before he plops himself down at a table. a large fluffy white wolf follows him and curls up around his feet.
*for all of those who interacted with kelipso back in Tavern II. not the same child, he be revised*
Q'ilbrith flop/scoots his way over and hands him a summoning scroll. "Merry Winter Festival!"
Kelipso smiled happily "You too!!"
"It is nice to meet someone who acknowledges a winter festival so late in the year. May end theirs after the year ends."
Kelipso chuckled "Never seen something like you!" he said. Gordon next to him sniffed Q'il
Q'il seems like he doesn't know what to make of Gordon
*just for reference, think a normal wolf but likes 3 feet higher and thicker. *
Gordon licked Q'il, almost eating him
Q'ilbrith kinda scuttled back a bit, and lightly slapped Gordon on the nose
Kelipso chuckles and hugs gordon, who started wiggling. "sorry about him, he's an idiot"
"Ah yes, I also have an idiot. Yesterday he threw me into a void. Says I deserved it, pah..."
"Gordon go outside" kelipso shooed Gordon's fluffy butt outside. "Whose your idiot"
Q'ilbrith kind of indicates Krathian's corner, where he is writing. "He can actually be rather charming once you get to know him."
Ok for context Q'ilbrith was stealing Krathian's scotch again, and Krathian and Wolfe were going to see what happened if you jumped into the wall of nothingness at the edge of Entropy. Krathian, because he could re-summon Q'ilbrith, and because Q'ilbrith was annoying him recently, threw Q'ilbrith into the firmament to see if it was safe (He thought it was) which it was not.
Kelipso looks up at Krathian and smiles "he seems nice but a little thick headed"
*ha. ha. ha.*
"Indeed he is. What is your name flesh-walker?"
"Im Kelipso" he said and smiled "Just got here"
"Nice to meet you Kelipso, I am Q'ilbrith. I and Krathian also recently arrived, in fact so did most of the patrons here. The tavern on Lesta closed its doors."
"Thats where i arrived from" he said
"And yet we've never met, that's strange luck..."
"i was always out with my group"
"Ah, so you are an adventurer." Q'ilbrith excitement seems barely contained. "Have you ever gone doom-raiding?"
"pft. no i have not" he said and smiled slightly "the most i done was get shot up by a demon"
"That sounds like an exciting story.'
"No truly, i have receive a curse from it" he said and chuckled sadly
"That's not good... what's the curse, perhaps me and Krathian can help. However bone headed he is, this is his area of expertise."
"as much as that sounds nice, This is a.... weird curse.."
"That's what I meant when I said it was his area of expertise. He specializes in weird things."
"Then i suppose" he said
"What's the curse?"
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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.
Tara is in Sogel, eating traditional Sogelian street cuisine
*Merry christmas, heres kelipso revised*
a 5'6 teifling walks in. his skin is mint green, he has four horns adorning head. his turquoise colored eyes scan the bar happily before he plops himself down at a table. a large fluffy white wolf follows him and curls up around his feet.
*for all of those who interacted with kelipso back in Tavern II. not the same child, he be revised*
Q'ilbrith flop/scoots his way over and hands him a summoning scroll. "Merry Winter Festival!"
Kelipso smiled happily "You too!!"
"It is nice to meet someone who acknowledges a winter festival so late in the year. May end theirs after the year ends."
Kelipso chuckled "Never seen something like you!" he said. Gordon next to him sniffed Q'il
Q'il seems like he doesn't know what to make of Gordon
*just for reference, think a normal wolf but likes 3 feet higher and thicker. *
Gordon licked Q'il, almost eating him
Q'ilbrith kinda scuttled back a bit, and lightly slapped Gordon on the nose
Kelipso chuckles and hugs gordon, who started wiggling. "sorry about him, he's an idiot"
"Ah yes, I also have an idiot. Yesterday he threw me into a void. Says I deserved it, pah..."
"Gordon go outside" kelipso shooed Gordon's fluffy butt outside. "Whose your idiot"
Q'ilbrith kind of indicates Krathian's corner, where he is writing. "He can actually be rather charming once you get to know him."
Ok for context Q'ilbrith was stealing Krathian's scotch again, and Krathian and Wolfe were going to see what happened if you jumped into the wall of nothingness at the edge of Entropy. Krathian, because he could re-summon Q'ilbrith, and because Q'ilbrith was annoying him recently, threw Q'ilbrith into the firmament to see if it was safe (He thought it was) which it was not.
Kelipso looks up at Krathian and smiles "he seems nice but a little thick headed"
*ha. ha. ha.*
"Indeed he is. What is your name flesh-walker?"
"Im Kelipso" he said and smiled "Just got here"
"Nice to meet you Kelipso, I am Q'ilbrith. I and Krathian also recently arrived, in fact so did most of the patrons here. The tavern on Lesta closed its doors."
"Thats where i arrived from" he said
"And yet we've never met, that's strange luck..."
"i was always out with my group"
"Ah, so you are an adventurer." Q'ilbrith excitement seems barely contained. "Have you ever gone doom-raiding?"
"pft. no i have not" he said and smiled slightly "the most i done was get shot up by a demon"
"That sounds like an exciting story.'
"No truly, i have receive a curse from it" he said and chuckled sadly
"That's not good... what's the curse, perhaps me and Krathian can help. However bone headed he is, this is his area of expertise."
"as much as that sounds nice, This is a.... weird curse.."
"That's what I meant when I said it was his area of expertise. He specializes in weird things."
"Then i suppose" he said
"What's the curse?"
"Immortally" he said "every time i get hurt, i become younger and younger"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Tara is in Sogel, eating traditional Sogelian street cuisine
*Merry christmas, heres kelipso revised*
a 5'6 teifling walks in. his skin is mint green, he has four horns adorning head. his turquoise colored eyes scan the bar happily before he plops himself down at a table. a large fluffy white wolf follows him and curls up around his feet.
*for all of those who interacted with kelipso back in Tavern II. not the same child, he be revised*
Q'ilbrith flop/scoots his way over and hands him a summoning scroll. "Merry Winter Festival!"
Kelipso smiled happily "You too!!"
"It is nice to meet someone who acknowledges a winter festival so late in the year. May end theirs after the year ends."
Kelipso chuckled "Never seen something like you!" he said. Gordon next to him sniffed Q'il
Q'il seems like he doesn't know what to make of Gordon
*just for reference, think a normal wolf but likes 3 feet higher and thicker. *
Gordon licked Q'il, almost eating him
Q'ilbrith kinda scuttled back a bit, and lightly slapped Gordon on the nose
Kelipso chuckles and hugs gordon, who started wiggling. "sorry about him, he's an idiot"
"Ah yes, I also have an idiot. Yesterday he threw me into a void. Says I deserved it, pah..."
"Gordon go outside" kelipso shooed Gordon's fluffy butt outside. "Whose your idiot"
Q'ilbrith kind of indicates Krathian's corner, where he is writing. "He can actually be rather charming once you get to know him."
Ok for context Q'ilbrith was stealing Krathian's scotch again, and Krathian and Wolfe were going to see what happened if you jumped into the wall of nothingness at the edge of Entropy. Krathian, because he could re-summon Q'ilbrith, and because Q'ilbrith was annoying him recently, threw Q'ilbrith into the firmament to see if it was safe (He thought it was) which it was not.
Kelipso looks up at Krathian and smiles "he seems nice but a little thick headed"
*ha. ha. ha.*
"Indeed he is. What is your name flesh-walker?"
"Im Kelipso" he said and smiled "Just got here"
"Nice to meet you Kelipso, I am Q'ilbrith. I and Krathian also recently arrived, in fact so did most of the patrons here. The tavern on Lesta closed its doors."
"Thats where i arrived from" he said
"And yet we've never met, that's strange luck..."
"i was always out with my group"
"Ah, so you are an adventurer." Q'ilbrith excitement seems barely contained. "Have you ever gone doom-raiding?"
"pft. no i have not" he said and smiled slightly "the most i done was get shot up by a demon"
"That sounds like an exciting story.'
"No truly, i have receive a curse from it" he said and chuckled sadly
"That's not good... what's the curse, perhaps me and Krathian can help. However bone headed he is, this is his area of expertise."
"as much as that sounds nice, This is a.... weird curse.."
"That's what I meant when I said it was his area of expertise. He specializes in weird things."
"Then i suppose" he said
"What's the curse?"
"Immortally" he said "every time i get hurt, i become younger and younger"
"That really is... weird. What kind of demon gave you the curse?"
*Is this something you'd be ok with Kelipso losing or is it a vital character element?*
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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.
Tara is in Sogel, eating traditional Sogelian street cuisine
*Merry christmas, heres kelipso revised*
a 5'6 teifling walks in. his skin is mint green, he has four horns adorning head. his turquoise colored eyes scan the bar happily before he plops himself down at a table. a large fluffy white wolf follows him and curls up around his feet.
*for all of those who interacted with kelipso back in Tavern II. not the same child, he be revised*
Q'ilbrith flop/scoots his way over and hands him a summoning scroll. "Merry Winter Festival!"
Kelipso smiled happily "You too!!"
"It is nice to meet someone who acknowledges a winter festival so late in the year. May end theirs after the year ends."
Kelipso chuckled "Never seen something like you!" he said. Gordon next to him sniffed Q'il
Q'il seems like he doesn't know what to make of Gordon
*just for reference, think a normal wolf but likes 3 feet higher and thicker. *
Gordon licked Q'il, almost eating him
Q'ilbrith kinda scuttled back a bit, and lightly slapped Gordon on the nose
Kelipso chuckles and hugs gordon, who started wiggling. "sorry about him, he's an idiot"
"Ah yes, I also have an idiot. Yesterday he threw me into a void. Says I deserved it, pah..."
"Gordon go outside" kelipso shooed Gordon's fluffy butt outside. "Whose your idiot"
Q'ilbrith kind of indicates Krathian's corner, where he is writing. "He can actually be rather charming once you get to know him."
Ok for context Q'ilbrith was stealing Krathian's scotch again, and Krathian and Wolfe were going to see what happened if you jumped into the wall of nothingness at the edge of Entropy. Krathian, because he could re-summon Q'ilbrith, and because Q'ilbrith was annoying him recently, threw Q'ilbrith into the firmament to see if it was safe (He thought it was) which it was not.
Kelipso looks up at Krathian and smiles "he seems nice but a little thick headed"
*ha. ha. ha.*
"Indeed he is. What is your name flesh-walker?"
"Im Kelipso" he said and smiled "Just got here"
"Nice to meet you Kelipso, I am Q'ilbrith. I and Krathian also recently arrived, in fact so did most of the patrons here. The tavern on Lesta closed its doors."
"Thats where i arrived from" he said
"And yet we've never met, that's strange luck..."
"i was always out with my group"
"Ah, so you are an adventurer." Q'ilbrith excitement seems barely contained. "Have you ever gone doom-raiding?"
"pft. no i have not" he said and smiled slightly "the most i done was get shot up by a demon"
"That sounds like an exciting story.'
"No truly, i have receive a curse from it" he said and chuckled sadly
"That's not good... what's the curse, perhaps me and Krathian can help. However bone headed he is, this is his area of expertise."
"as much as that sounds nice, This is a.... weird curse.."
"That's what I meant when I said it was his area of expertise. He specializes in weird things."
"Then i suppose" he said
"What's the curse?"
"Immortally" he said "every time i get hurt, i become younger and younger"
"That really is... weird. What kind of demon gave you the curse?"
*Is this something you'd be ok with Kelipso losing or is it a vital character element?*
"His name was Ackrane" he said
*anything is fine, Honestly THIS IS KELIPSO. he's a fart*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
He hears a click as the figure aims the rifle at him cautiously.
Max watches him, fear in his eyes. his entire left side of his face is stained with dark red blood.
"You left yourself open to attack." The figure says
He says something in German before laughing
"You seem rather confident for the one missing an eye."
*Im listening to probably the best/worst song for this*
he grins from ear to ear, nothing saying anything
*What song?*
The figure (Who i will refer to as Hunter), aims their rifle at him once again
*16 shots*
Max looks at hunter and moves the barrel of the rifle with two fingers "can i buy you drink, after all, ive attacked you so ill pay"
"I do not require that, but if you no longer wish to fight i will oblige"
"Yeah, my stupidness is done hopefully" he said and stood up. He looked at the bullet holes in him as well as the slashes "you have a good aim" he said.
"If i did not, then i wouldn't have been able to get this far."
He chuckled and wiped the blood from his nose "Well, your good at it" he said.
Hunter pulls out a vial of something, "Drink this."
Max was sitting on the couch inside the tavern, stitching himself up. he looked up at Hunter with his good eye "What is it..?"
*this got lost*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
As they pass the trees, they see the figure carrying a rifle, with an injured max a couple feet away
She comes to a grinding halt, half-sliding across the dirt, coming within 15 feet of each of them, unslinging her guitar from her shoulder, quickly gets into position, then plays some notes that are magically enhanced to stun them a bit.
She casts Thunderwave as a third level spell.
Save: CON 14
Fail= 5d8 thunder damage, pushed 10 feet away
Success= 2d4 damage, no push
Save:20
4 Thunder damage
The figure turns to look at them, "Who are you?"
She breathes a little heavily. "I'm Undine Wolfe, and I can tell you both are trouble." A bit of panting. "Put the guns down, or I'll do much more than play a lullaby."
"Your song didn't harm me much."
"I was a bit off-key from running for 8 straight minutes, but I could do more than make a loud sound."
"Thats nice for you, but i could blow your arm off at the shoulder should i be required to do so."
She chuckled a bit. "Go ahead, I'm ready." A bit of a wolfish muzzle appeared in place of her mouth for a second, but disappeared just as quickly. "I only need one arm."
"Of course, i could also just blow a hole through your skull, if that works better. However, i am preferential in not killing you right now"
She winked, and put on a friendly voice, it really didn't suit her. "Or you could just put your gun down, so neither of us has to do anything. That sound good, A[gp]hat?"
Hunter shoots her foot:
Attack: 26 Damage: 38
*ouch, good thing I invested with multiclassing into barbarian*
It goes directly into her foot, but it doesn't seem to bother her much, instead, she only smiled and struck a particularly loud chord on her guitar.
Earth Tremor as 3rd level spell.
14 DEX save
Fail=3d6 bludgeoning damage, knocked prone
Success= 1d6 damage, no prone, but terrain becomes difficult terrain regardless.
As a bonus action, she enters rage
*Using Extra Attack feature*
She pounces forward, her mouth becoming a full-on wolf muzzle, and attempts to bite him somewhere vital.
15 to hit, 8
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"If i did not, then i wouldn't have been able to get this far."
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
Taniks chuckles, taking a seat to watch the other tavern patrons.
The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that...
"Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent*
"Eliksni must rise...yes?"
_________
When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
She chuckled a bit. "Go ahead, I'm ready." A bit of a wolfish muzzle appeared in place of her mouth for a second, but disappeared just as quickly. "I only need one arm."
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.
He chuckled and wiped the blood from his nose "Well, your good at it" he said.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"That's not good... what's the curse, perhaps me and Krathian can help. However bone headed he is, this is his area of expertise."
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"
"as much as that sounds nice, This is a.... weird curse.."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Of course, i could also just blow a hole through your skull, if that works better. However, i am preferential in not killing you right now"
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
Hunter pulls out a vial of something, "Drink this."
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
"That's what I meant when I said it was his area of expertise. He specializes in weird things."
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"
Maxwell was in the tavern now. he was bandaging up his eye and stitching up wounds Hunter has made. He was in a ok mood for right now. Dried blood was stained over him.
Elliot was asleep.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She winked, and put on a friendly voice, it really didn't suit her. "Or you could just put your gun down, so neither of us has to do anything. That sound good, A[gp]hat?"
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.
Max was sitting on the couch inside the tavern, stitching himself up. he looked up at Hunter with his good eye "What is it..?"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Then i suppose" he said
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Hunter shoots her foot:
Attack: 22 Damage: 31
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
"What's the curse?"
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"
"Immortally" he said "every time i get hurt, i become younger and younger"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"That really is... weird. What kind of demon gave you the curse?"
*Is this something you'd be ok with Kelipso losing or is it a vital character element?*
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"
"His name was Ackrane" he said
*anything is fine, Honestly THIS IS KELIPSO. he's a fart*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*this got lost*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*ouch, good thing I invested with multiclassing into barbarian*
It goes directly into her foot, but it doesn't seem to bother her much, instead, she only smiled and struck a particularly loud chord on her guitar.
Earth Tremor as 3rd level spell.
14 DEX save
Fail=3d6 bludgeoning damage, knocked prone
Success= 1d6 damage, no prone, but terrain becomes difficult terrain regardless.
As a bonus action, she enters rage
*Using Extra Attack feature*
She pounces forward, her mouth becoming a full-on wolf muzzle, and attempts to bite him somewhere vital.
15 to hit, 8
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.