*Alright, even though no one's on right now, I have a couple new characters, and I'm gonna intro one of them.*
A black tabaxi with shining blue eyes walks into the tavern. She wears short, but flowing robes with a single wand at her side. She scans the tavern before making her way over to an unoccupied table in the corner.
Lysander waves to the newcommer. "Who might you be?"
*Truesight?*
She smiles. "The name's Tallia. Who might you be?"
*Yep*
"Lysander, a pleasure to meet you. So what brings you here, Tallia?" They ask, offering a hand
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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, even though no one's on right now, I have a couple new characters, and I'm gonna intro one of them.*
A black tabaxi with shining blue eyes walks into the tavern. She wears short, but flowing robes with a single wand at her side. She scans the tavern before making her way over to an unoccupied table in the corner.
Lysander waves to the newcommer. "Who might you be?"
*Truesight?*
She smiles. "The name's Tallia. Who might you be?"
*Yep*
"Lysander, a pleasure to meet you. So what brings you here, Tallia?" They ask, offering a hand
*Tallia is obviously not her real name, and more likely based on her real name, as she is a rather large and powerful-looking dragon. (Not anywhere near as large or old as Phantom though.) Her draconic form has a rather squat head, similar to a Blue dragon, but with a pair of branching, almost antler-like horns. A row of rear-curving spines connected by a sail runs along her spine, and down about 3/4 of her tail. She has deep blue and green scales, with some electric yellow highlights, as well as a row of barely visible slits along her neck that look like they might be gills.*
She shakes their hand. "Pleasure to meet ya, Lysander." She says with a smile. "I'm just a little bit of an explorer, or, at least I was at one point. Got here by accident, quite honestly. I fell through some sort of whirlpool that wasn't a whirlpool, and ended up out in the field."
*Alright, even though no one's on right now, I have a couple new characters, and I'm gonna intro one of them.*
A black tabaxi with shining blue eyes walks into the tavern. She wears short, but flowing robes with a single wand at her side. She scans the tavern before making her way over to an unoccupied table in the corner.
Lysander waves to the newcommer. "Who might you be?"
*Truesight?*
She smiles. "The name's Tallia. Who might you be?"
*Yep*
"Lysander, a pleasure to meet you. So what brings you here, Tallia?" They ask, offering a hand
*Tallia is obviously not her real name, and more likely based on her real name, as she is a rather large and powerful-looking dragon. (Not anywhere near as large or old as Phantom though.) Her draconic form has a rather squat head, similar to a Blue dragon, but with a pair of branching, almost antler-like horns. A row of rear-curving spines connected by a sail runs along her spine, and down about 3/4 of her tail. She has deep blue and green scales, with some electric yellow highlights, as well as a row of barely visible slits along her neck that look like they might be gills.*
She shakes their hand. "Pleasure to meet ya, Lysander." She says with a smile. "I'm just a little bit of an explorer, or, at least I was at one point. Got here by accident, quite honestly. I fell through some sort of whirlpool that wasn't a whirlpool, and ended up out in the field."
Lysander knods in understanding. "Must of been a conduit. I can send you back if you want."
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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, even though no one's on right now, I have a couple new characters, and I'm gonna intro one of them.*
A black tabaxi with shining blue eyes walks into the tavern. She wears short, but flowing robes with a single wand at her side. She scans the tavern before making her way over to an unoccupied table in the corner.
Lysander waves to the newcommer. "Who might you be?"
*Truesight?*
She smiles. "The name's Tallia. Who might you be?"
*Yep*
"Lysander, a pleasure to meet you. So what brings you here, Tallia?" They ask, offering a hand
*Tallia is obviously not her real name, and more likely based on her real name, as she is a rather large and powerful-looking dragon. (Not anywhere near as large or old as Phantom though.) Her draconic form has a rather squat head, similar to a Blue dragon, but with a pair of branching, almost antler-like horns. A row of rear-curving spines connected by a sail runs along her spine, and down about 3/4 of her tail. She has deep blue and green scales, with some electric yellow highlights, as well as a row of barely visible slits along her neck that look like they might be gills.*
She shakes their hand. "Pleasure to meet ya, Lysander." She says with a smile. "I'm just a little bit of an explorer, or, at least I was at one point. Got here by accident, quite honestly. I fell through some sort of whirlpool that wasn't a whirlpool, and ended up out in the field."
Lysander nods in understanding. "Must of been a conduit. I can send you back if you want."
*Alright, even though no one's on right now, I have a couple new characters, and I'm gonna intro one of them.*
A black tabaxi with shining blue eyes walks into the tavern. She wears short, but flowing robes with a single wand at her side. She scans the tavern before making her way over to an unoccupied table in the corner.
Lysander waves to the newcommer. "Who might you be?"
*Truesight?*
She smiles. "The name's Tallia. Who might you be?"
*Yep*
"Lysander, a pleasure to meet you. So what brings you here, Tallia?" They ask, offering a hand
*Tallia is obviously not her real name, and more likely based on her real name, as she is a rather large and powerful-looking dragon. (Not anywhere near as large or old as Phantom though.) Her draconic form has a rather squat head, similar to a Blue dragon, but with a pair of branching, almost antler-like horns. A row of rear-curving spines connected by a sail runs along her spine, and down about 3/4 of her tail. She has deep blue and green scales, with some electric yellow highlights, as well as a row of barely visible slits along her neck that look like they might be gills.*
She shakes their hand. "Pleasure to meet ya, Lysander." She says with a smile. "I'm just a little bit of an explorer, or, at least I was at one point. Got here by accident, quite honestly. I fell through some sort of whirlpool that wasn't a whirlpool, and ended up out in the field."
Lysander nods in understanding. "Must of been a conduit. I can send you back if you want."
She shrugs. "No need to." She says simply.
"Mmm... If I may ask, how old are you? Can't imagine anything bigger then an adult abandoning their hoard." They think aloud
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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, even though no one's on right now, I have a couple new characters, and I'm gonna intro one of them.*
A black tabaxi with shining blue eyes walks into the tavern. She wears short, but flowing robes with a single wand at her side. She scans the tavern before making her way over to an unoccupied table in the corner.
Lysander waves to the newcommer. "Who might you be?"
*Truesight?*
She smiles. "The name's Tallia. Who might you be?"
*Yep*
"Lysander, a pleasure to meet you. So what brings you here, Tallia?" They ask, offering a hand
*Tallia is obviously not her real name, and more likely based on her real name, as she is a rather large and powerful-looking dragon. (Not anywhere near as large or old as Phantom though.) Her draconic form has a rather squat head, similar to a Blue dragon, but with a pair of branching, almost antler-like horns. A row of rear-curving spines connected by a sail runs along her spine, and down about 3/4 of her tail. She has deep blue and green scales, with some electric yellow highlights, as well as a row of barely visible slits along her neck that look like they might be gills.*
She shakes their hand. "Pleasure to meet ya, Lysander." She says with a smile. "I'm just a little bit of an explorer, or, at least I was at one point. Got here by accident, quite honestly. I fell through some sort of whirlpool that wasn't a whirlpool, and ended up out in the field."
Lysander nods in understanding. "Must of been a conduit. I can send you back if you want."
She shrugs. "No need to." She says simply.
"Mmm... If I may ask, how old are you? Can't imagine anything bigger then an adult abandoning their hoard." They think aloud
She winces slightly, but quickly covers it up. "Firstly, I'd prefer less people to know what I am..." She says in hushed tones, "But to answer your question, I'm 391 years old, so still not even an ancient yet."
*Alright, even though no one's on right now, I have a couple new characters, and I'm gonna intro one of them.*
A black tabaxi with shining blue eyes walks into the tavern. She wears short, but flowing robes with a single wand at her side. She scans the tavern before making her way over to an unoccupied table in the corner.
Lysander waves to the newcommer. "Who might you be?"
*Truesight?*
She smiles. "The name's Tallia. Who might you be?"
*Yep*
"Lysander, a pleasure to meet you. So what brings you here, Tallia?" They ask, offering a hand
*Tallia is obviously not her real name, and more likely based on her real name, as she is a rather large and powerful-looking dragon. (Not anywhere near as large or old as Phantom though.) Her draconic form has a rather squat head, similar to a Blue dragon, but with a pair of branching, almost antler-like horns. A row of rear-curving spines connected by a sail runs along her spine, and down about 3/4 of her tail. She has deep blue and green scales, with some electric yellow highlights, as well as a row of barely visible slits along her neck that look like they might be gills.*
She shakes their hand. "Pleasure to meet ya, Lysander." She says with a smile. "I'm just a little bit of an explorer, or, at least I was at one point. Got here by accident, quite honestly. I fell through some sort of whirlpool that wasn't a whirlpool, and ended up out in the field."
Lysander nods in understanding. "Must of been a conduit. I can send you back if you want."
She shrugs. "No need to." She says simply.
"Mmm... If I may ask, how old are you? Can't imagine anything bigger then an adult abandoning their hoard." They think aloud
She winces slightly, but quickly covers it up. "Firstly, I'd prefer less people to know what I am..." She says in hushed tones, "But to answer your question, I'm 391 years old, so still not even an ancient yet."
If you want to, we can discuss over telepathy
"Understood. Want to get something to eat while we talk?"
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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, even though no one's on right now, I have a couple new characters, and I'm gonna intro one of them.*
A black tabaxi with shining blue eyes walks into the tavern. She wears short, but flowing robes with a single wand at her side. She scans the tavern before making her way over to an unoccupied table in the corner.
Lysander waves to the newcommer. "Who might you be?"
*Truesight?*
She smiles. "The name's Tallia. Who might you be?"
*Yep*
"Lysander, a pleasure to meet you. So what brings you here, Tallia?" They ask, offering a hand
*Tallia is obviously not her real name, and more likely based on her real name, as she is a rather large and powerful-looking dragon. (Not anywhere near as large or old as Phantom though.) Her draconic form has a rather squat head, similar to a Blue dragon, but with a pair of branching, almost antler-like horns. A row of rear-curving spines connected by a sail runs along her spine, and down about 3/4 of her tail. She has deep blue and green scales, with some electric yellow highlights, as well as a row of barely visible slits along her neck that look like they might be gills.*
She shakes their hand. "Pleasure to meet ya, Lysander." She says with a smile. "I'm just a little bit of an explorer, or, at least I was at one point. Got here by accident, quite honestly. I fell through some sort of whirlpool that wasn't a whirlpool, and ended up out in the field."
Lysander nods in understanding. "Must of been a conduit. I can send you back if you want."
She shrugs. "No need to." She says simply.
"Mmm... If I may ask, how old are you? Can't imagine anything bigger then an adult abandoning their hoard." They think aloud
She winces slightly, but quickly covers it up. "Firstly, I'd prefer less people to know what I am..." She says in hushed tones, "But to answer your question, I'm 391 years old, so still not even an ancient yet."
If you want to, we can discuss over telepathy
"Understood. Want to get something to eat while we talk?"
She nods. That does seem better, at least when discussing my true form.
*Alright, even though no one's on right now, I have a couple new characters, and I'm gonna intro one of them.*
A black tabaxi with shining blue eyes walks into the tavern. She wears short, but flowing robes with a single wand at her side. She scans the tavern before making her way over to an unoccupied table in the corner.
Lysander waves to the newcommer. "Who might you be?"
*Truesight?*
She smiles. "The name's Tallia. Who might you be?"
*Yep*
"Lysander, a pleasure to meet you. So what brings you here, Tallia?" They ask, offering a hand
*Tallia is obviously not her real name, and more likely based on her real name, as she is a rather large and powerful-looking dragon. (Not anywhere near as large or old as Phantom though.) Her draconic form has a rather squat head, similar to a Blue dragon, but with a pair of branching, almost antler-like horns. A row of rear-curving spines connected by a sail runs along her spine, and down about 3/4 of her tail. She has deep blue and green scales, with some electric yellow highlights, as well as a row of barely visible slits along her neck that look like they might be gills.*
She shakes their hand. "Pleasure to meet ya, Lysander." She says with a smile. "I'm just a little bit of an explorer, or, at least I was at one point. Got here by accident, quite honestly. I fell through some sort of whirlpool that wasn't a whirlpool, and ended up out in the field."
Lysander nods in understanding. "Must of been a conduit. I can send you back if you want."
She shrugs. "No need to." She says simply.
"Mmm... If I may ask, how old are you? Can't imagine anything bigger then an adult abandoning their hoard." They think aloud
She winces slightly, but quickly covers it up. "Firstly, I'd prefer less people to know what I am..." She says in hushed tones, "But to answer your question, I'm 391 years old, so still not even an ancient yet."
If you want to, we can discuss over telepathy
"Understood. Want to get something to eat while we talk?"
She nods. That does seem better, at least when discussing my true form.
She smiles. "That sounds like a great idea."
Sure. So what dragon race are you a member of?
"Favorite food that would be available at a tavern such as this place?"
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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, even though no one's on right now, I have a couple new characters, and I'm gonna intro one of them.*
A black tabaxi with shining blue eyes walks into the tavern. She wears short, but flowing robes with a single wand at her side. She scans the tavern before making her way over to an unoccupied table in the corner.
Lysander waves to the newcommer. "Who might you be?"
*Truesight?*
She smiles. "The name's Tallia. Who might you be?"
*Yep*
"Lysander, a pleasure to meet you. So what brings you here, Tallia?" They ask, offering a hand
*Tallia is obviously not her real name, and more likely based on her real name, as she is a rather large and powerful-looking dragon. (Not anywhere near as large or old as Phantom though.) Her draconic form has a rather squat head, similar to a Blue dragon, but with a pair of branching, almost antler-like horns. A row of rear-curving spines connected by a sail runs along her spine, and down about 3/4 of her tail. She has deep blue and green scales, with some electric yellow highlights, as well as a row of barely visible slits along her neck that look like they might be gills.*
She shakes their hand. "Pleasure to meet ya, Lysander." She says with a smile. "I'm just a little bit of an explorer, or, at least I was at one point. Got here by accident, quite honestly. I fell through some sort of whirlpool that wasn't a whirlpool, and ended up out in the field."
Lysander nods in understanding. "Must of been a conduit. I can send you back if you want."
She shrugs. "No need to." She says simply.
"Mmm... If I may ask, how old are you? Can't imagine anything bigger then an adult abandoning their hoard." They think aloud
She winces slightly, but quickly covers it up. "Firstly, I'd prefer less people to know what I am..." She says in hushed tones, "But to answer your question, I'm 391 years old, so still not even an ancient yet."
If you want to, we can discuss over telepathy
"Understood. Want to get something to eat while we talk?"
She nods. That does seem better, at least when discussing my true form.
She smiles. "That sounds like a great idea."
Sure. So what dragon race are you a member of?
"Favorite food that would be available at a tavern such as this place?"
I am a Stormtamer dragon.
She chuckles. "Honestly, anything is fine with me."
*Alright, even though no one's on right now, I have a couple new characters, and I'm gonna intro one of them.*
A black tabaxi with shining blue eyes walks into the tavern. She wears short, but flowing robes with a single wand at her side. She scans the tavern before making her way over to an unoccupied table in the corner.
Lysander waves to the newcommer. "Who might you be?"
*Truesight?*
She smiles. "The name's Tallia. Who might you be?"
*Yep*
"Lysander, a pleasure to meet you. So what brings you here, Tallia?" They ask, offering a hand
*Tallia is obviously not her real name, and more likely based on her real name, as she is a rather large and powerful-looking dragon. (Not anywhere near as large or old as Phantom though.) Her draconic form has a rather squat head, similar to a Blue dragon, but with a pair of branching, almost antler-like horns. A row of rear-curving spines connected by a sail runs along her spine, and down about 3/4 of her tail. She has deep blue and green scales, with some electric yellow highlights, as well as a row of barely visible slits along her neck that look like they might be gills.*
She shakes their hand. "Pleasure to meet ya, Lysander." She says with a smile. "I'm just a little bit of an explorer, or, at least I was at one point. Got here by accident, quite honestly. I fell through some sort of whirlpool that wasn't a whirlpool, and ended up out in the field."
Lysander nods in understanding. "Must of been a conduit. I can send you back if you want."
She shrugs. "No need to." She says simply.
"Mmm... If I may ask, how old are you? Can't imagine anything bigger then an adult abandoning their hoard." They think aloud
She winces slightly, but quickly covers it up. "Firstly, I'd prefer less people to know what I am..." She says in hushed tones, "But to answer your question, I'm 391 years old, so still not even an ancient yet."
If you want to, we can discuss over telepathy
"Understood. Want to get something to eat while we talk?"
She nods. That does seem better, at least when discussing my true form.
She smiles. "That sounds like a great idea."
Sure. So what dragon race are you a member of?
"Favorite food that would be available at a tavern such as this place?"
I am a Stormtamer dragon.
She chuckles. "Honestly, anything is fine with me."
I am not familiar of such a breed. May I inquire unto which group that belongs to? Metallic? Gem? Planar? Chromatic? Ferrous?
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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, even though no one's on right now, I have a couple new characters, and I'm gonna intro one of them.*
A black tabaxi with shining blue eyes walks into the tavern. She wears short, but flowing robes with a single wand at her side. She scans the tavern before making her way over to an unoccupied table in the corner.
Lysander waves to the newcommer. "Who might you be?"
*Truesight?*
She smiles. "The name's Tallia. Who might you be?"
*Yep*
"Lysander, a pleasure to meet you. So what brings you here, Tallia?" They ask, offering a hand
*Tallia is obviously not her real name, and more likely based on her real name, as she is a rather large and powerful-looking dragon. (Not anywhere near as large or old as Phantom though.) Her draconic form has a rather squat head, similar to a Blue dragon, but with a pair of branching, almost antler-like horns. A row of rear-curving spines connected by a sail runs along her spine, and down about 3/4 of her tail. She has deep blue and green scales, with some electric yellow highlights, as well as a row of barely visible slits along her neck that look like they might be gills.*
She shakes their hand. "Pleasure to meet ya, Lysander." She says with a smile. "I'm just a little bit of an explorer, or, at least I was at one point. Got here by accident, quite honestly. I fell through some sort of whirlpool that wasn't a whirlpool, and ended up out in the field."
Lysander nods in understanding. "Must of been a conduit. I can send you back if you want."
She shrugs. "No need to." She says simply.
"Mmm... If I may ask, how old are you? Can't imagine anything bigger then an adult abandoning their hoard." They think aloud
She winces slightly, but quickly covers it up. "Firstly, I'd prefer less people to know what I am..." She says in hushed tones, "But to answer your question, I'm 391 years old, so still not even an ancient yet."
If you want to, we can discuss over telepathy
"Understood. Want to get something to eat while we talk?"
She nods. That does seem better, at least when discussing my true form.
She smiles. "That sounds like a great idea."
Sure. So what dragon race are you a member of?
"Favorite food that would be available at a tavern such as this place?"
I am a Stormtamer dragon.
She chuckles. "Honestly, anything is fine with me."
I am not familiar of such a breed. May I inquire unto which group that belongs to? Metallic? Gem? Planar? Chromatic? Ferrous?
She laughs. None of the above. We are one of several unique species native to our world.
*Alright, even though no one's on right now, I have a couple new characters, and I'm gonna intro one of them.*
A black tabaxi with shining blue eyes walks into the tavern. She wears short, but flowing robes with a single wand at her side. She scans the tavern before making her way over to an unoccupied table in the corner.
Lysander waves to the newcommer. "Who might you be?"
*Truesight?*
She smiles. "The name's Tallia. Who might you be?"
*Yep*
"Lysander, a pleasure to meet you. So what brings you here, Tallia?" They ask, offering a hand
*Tallia is obviously not her real name, and more likely based on her real name, as she is a rather large and powerful-looking dragon. (Not anywhere near as large or old as Phantom though.) Her draconic form has a rather squat head, similar to a Blue dragon, but with a pair of branching, almost antler-like horns. A row of rear-curving spines connected by a sail runs along her spine, and down about 3/4 of her tail. She has deep blue and green scales, with some electric yellow highlights, as well as a row of barely visible slits along her neck that look like they might be gills.*
She shakes their hand. "Pleasure to meet ya, Lysander." She says with a smile. "I'm just a little bit of an explorer, or, at least I was at one point. Got here by accident, quite honestly. I fell through some sort of whirlpool that wasn't a whirlpool, and ended up out in the field."
Lysander nods in understanding. "Must of been a conduit. I can send you back if you want."
She shrugs. "No need to." She says simply.
"Mmm... If I may ask, how old are you? Can't imagine anything bigger then an adult abandoning their hoard." They think aloud
She winces slightly, but quickly covers it up. "Firstly, I'd prefer less people to know what I am..." She says in hushed tones, "But to answer your question, I'm 391 years old, so still not even an ancient yet."
If you want to, we can discuss over telepathy
"Understood. Want to get something to eat while we talk?"
She nods. That does seem better, at least when discussing my true form.
She smiles. "That sounds like a great idea."
Sure. So what dragon race are you a member of?
"Favorite food that would be available at a tavern such as this place?"
I am a Stormtamer dragon.
She chuckles. "Honestly, anything is fine with me."
I am not familiar of such a breed. May I inquire unto which group that belongs to? Metallic? Gem? Planar? Chromatic? Ferrous?
She laughs. None of the above. We are one of several unique species native to our world.
The same one that is inhabited by Phantom-Aura dragons?
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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, even though no one's on right now, I have a couple new characters, and I'm gonna intro one of them.*
A black tabaxi with shining blue eyes walks into the tavern. She wears short, but flowing robes with a single wand at her side. She scans the tavern before making her way over to an unoccupied table in the corner.
Lysander waves to the newcommer. "Who might you be?"
*Truesight?*
She smiles. "The name's Tallia. Who might you be?"
*Yep*
"Lysander, a pleasure to meet you. So what brings you here, Tallia?" They ask, offering a hand
*Tallia is obviously not her real name, and more likely based on her real name, as she is a rather large and powerful-looking dragon. (Not anywhere near as large or old as Phantom though.) Her draconic form has a rather squat head, similar to a Blue dragon, but with a pair of branching, almost antler-like horns. A row of rear-curving spines connected by a sail runs along her spine, and down about 3/4 of her tail. She has deep blue and green scales, with some electric yellow highlights, as well as a row of barely visible slits along her neck that look like they might be gills.*
She shakes their hand. "Pleasure to meet ya, Lysander." She says with a smile. "I'm just a little bit of an explorer, or, at least I was at one point. Got here by accident, quite honestly. I fell through some sort of whirlpool that wasn't a whirlpool, and ended up out in the field."
Lysander nods in understanding. "Must of been a conduit. I can send you back if you want."
She shrugs. "No need to." She says simply.
"Mmm... If I may ask, how old are you? Can't imagine anything bigger then an adult abandoning their hoard." They think aloud
She winces slightly, but quickly covers it up. "Firstly, I'd prefer less people to know what I am..." She says in hushed tones, "But to answer your question, I'm 391 years old, so still not even an ancient yet."
If you want to, we can discuss over telepathy
"Understood. Want to get something to eat while we talk?"
She nods. That does seem better, at least when discussing my true form.
She smiles. "That sounds like a great idea."
Sure. So what dragon race are you a member of?
"Favorite food that would be available at a tavern such as this place?"
I am a Stormtamer dragon.
She chuckles. "Honestly, anything is fine with me."
I am not familiar of such a breed. May I inquire unto which group that belongs to? Metallic? Gem? Planar? Chromatic? Ferrous?
She laughs. None of the above. We are one of several unique species native to our world.
The same one that is inhabited by Phantom-Aura dragons?
*Alright, even though no one's on right now, I have a couple new characters, and I'm gonna intro one of them.*
A black tabaxi with shining blue eyes walks into the tavern. She wears short, but flowing robes with a single wand at her side. She scans the tavern before making her way over to an unoccupied table in the corner.
Lysander waves to the newcommer. "Who might you be?"
*Truesight?*
She smiles. "The name's Tallia. Who might you be?"
*Yep*
"Lysander, a pleasure to meet you. So what brings you here, Tallia?" They ask, offering a hand
*Tallia is obviously not her real name, and more likely based on her real name, as she is a rather large and powerful-looking dragon. (Not anywhere near as large or old as Phantom though.) Her draconic form has a rather squat head, similar to a Blue dragon, but with a pair of branching, almost antler-like horns. A row of rear-curving spines connected by a sail runs along her spine, and down about 3/4 of her tail. She has deep blue and green scales, with some electric yellow highlights, as well as a row of barely visible slits along her neck that look like they might be gills.*
She shakes their hand. "Pleasure to meet ya, Lysander." She says with a smile. "I'm just a little bit of an explorer, or, at least I was at one point. Got here by accident, quite honestly. I fell through some sort of whirlpool that wasn't a whirlpool, and ended up out in the field."
Lysander nods in understanding. "Must of been a conduit. I can send you back if you want."
She shrugs. "No need to." She says simply.
"Mmm... If I may ask, how old are you? Can't imagine anything bigger then an adult abandoning their hoard." They think aloud
She winces slightly, but quickly covers it up. "Firstly, I'd prefer less people to know what I am..." She says in hushed tones, "But to answer your question, I'm 391 years old, so still not even an ancient yet."
If you want to, we can discuss over telepathy
"Understood. Want to get something to eat while we talk?"
She nods. That does seem better, at least when discussing my true form.
She smiles. "That sounds like a great idea."
Sure. So what dragon race are you a member of?
"Favorite food that would be available at a tavern such as this place?"
I am a Stormtamer dragon.
She chuckles. "Honestly, anything is fine with me."
I am not familiar of such a breed. May I inquire unto which group that belongs to? Metallic? Gem? Planar? Chromatic? Ferrous?
She laughs. None of the above. We are one of several unique species native to our world.
The same one that is inhabited by Phantom-Aura dragons?
Indeed. Although, how do you know of them?
There is one who frequents this tavern. Not a good friend, but I do know of them
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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, even though no one's on right now, I have a couple new characters, and I'm gonna intro one of them.*
A black tabaxi with shining blue eyes walks into the tavern. She wears short, but flowing robes with a single wand at her side. She scans the tavern before making her way over to an unoccupied table in the corner.
Lysander waves to the newcommer. "Who might you be?"
*Truesight?*
She smiles. "The name's Tallia. Who might you be?"
*Yep*
"Lysander, a pleasure to meet you. So what brings you here, Tallia?" They ask, offering a hand
*Tallia is obviously not her real name, and more likely based on her real name, as she is a rather large and powerful-looking dragon. (Not anywhere near as large or old as Phantom though.) Her draconic form has a rather squat head, similar to a Blue dragon, but with a pair of branching, almost antler-like horns. A row of rear-curving spines connected by a sail runs along her spine, and down about 3/4 of her tail. She has deep blue and green scales, with some electric yellow highlights, as well as a row of barely visible slits along her neck that look like they might be gills.*
She shakes their hand. "Pleasure to meet ya, Lysander." She says with a smile. "I'm just a little bit of an explorer, or, at least I was at one point. Got here by accident, quite honestly. I fell through some sort of whirlpool that wasn't a whirlpool, and ended up out in the field."
Lysander nods in understanding. "Must of been a conduit. I can send you back if you want."
She shrugs. "No need to." She says simply.
"Mmm... If I may ask, how old are you? Can't imagine anything bigger then an adult abandoning their hoard." They think aloud
She winces slightly, but quickly covers it up. "Firstly, I'd prefer less people to know what I am..." She says in hushed tones, "But to answer your question, I'm 391 years old, so still not even an ancient yet."
If you want to, we can discuss over telepathy
"Understood. Want to get something to eat while we talk?"
She nods. That does seem better, at least when discussing my true form.
She smiles. "That sounds like a great idea."
Sure. So what dragon race are you a member of?
"Favorite food that would be available at a tavern such as this place?"
I am a Stormtamer dragon.
She chuckles. "Honestly, anything is fine with me."
I am not familiar of such a breed. May I inquire unto which group that belongs to? Metallic? Gem? Planar? Chromatic? Ferrous?
She laughs. None of the above. We are one of several unique species native to our world.
The same one that is inhabited by Phantom-Aura dragons?
Indeed. Although, how do you know of them?
There is one who frequents this tavern. Not a good friend, but I do know of them
She sits back, a bit surprised. Really? Who is it?
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*Morning all. Still a little groggy and tired, but I'm up!*
*Yep*
"Lysander, a pleasure to meet you. So what brings you here, Tallia?" They ask, offering a hand
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Hurrah! How was your sleep?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Tallia is obviously not her real name, and more likely based on her real name, as she is a rather large and powerful-looking dragon. (Not anywhere near as large or old as Phantom though.) Her draconic form has a rather squat head, similar to a Blue dragon, but with a pair of branching, almost antler-like horns. A row of rear-curving spines connected by a sail runs along her spine, and down about 3/4 of her tail. She has deep blue and green scales, with some electric yellow highlights, as well as a row of barely visible slits along her neck that look like they might be gills.*
She shakes their hand. "Pleasure to meet ya, Lysander." She says with a smile. "I'm just a little bit of an explorer, or, at least I was at one point. Got here by accident, quite honestly. I fell through some sort of whirlpool that wasn't a whirlpool, and ended up out in the field."
*Meh. Still have a bit of a problem with uninvited guests, so not as good as I would've liked.*
Lysander knods in understanding. "Must of been a conduit. I can send you back if you want."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Sorry to hear that. Hope you have a better sleep today*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
She shrugs. "No need to." She says simply.
"Mmm... If I may ask, how old are you? Can't imagine anything bigger then an adult abandoning their hoard." They think aloud
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
She winces slightly, but quickly covers it up. "Firstly, I'd prefer less people to know what I am..." She says in hushed tones, "But to answer your question, I'm 391 years old, so still not even an ancient yet."
If you want to, we can discuss over telepathy
"Understood. Want to get something to eat while we talk?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
She nods. That does seem better, at least when discussing my true form.
She smiles. "That sounds like a great idea."
Sure. So what dragon race are you a member of?
"Favorite food that would be available at a tavern such as this place?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
I am a Stormtamer dragon.
She chuckles. "Honestly, anything is fine with me."
I am not familiar of such a breed. May I inquire unto which group that belongs to? Metallic? Gem? Planar? Chromatic? Ferrous?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
She laughs. None of the above. We are one of several unique species native to our world.
The same one that is inhabited by Phantom-Aura dragons?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Indeed. Although, how do you know of them?
There is one who frequents this tavern. Not a good friend, but I do know of them
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
She sits back, a bit surprised. Really? Who is it?