The thing in the Attic is humming what sounds like a slowed-down version of "Pop Goes the Weasel" in minor key.
Chills goes to see whats up
The sound leads to a Black Door that doesn't exist in any of her memories. It is wide open, but the inside is dark.
She knocks on it, before walking in "Heellloooo!!"
The room is almost completely dark, and even darkvision can't pierce the gloom. It is lit exclusively by a couple of candles. In the middle of the room sits a long dining room table, literally piled high with fine food. At the opposite end to Chills is a huge, misshapen silhouette.
"Welcome. Come in, take a seat. I have plenty of food, as you can see."
She sits quickly "Thanks!! Whats your name?"
"Alas, I have forgotten it. I remember that it began with an E, though. If I hear it, I'm sure I'll remember it. Could you give me a guess as to what my name was?"
"No, but all fine names in their own right. I will take... Edmond, for this conversation. Now, you have given me a gift. It is only proper that I give you one as well. Now tell me... any hobbies or talents?"
"Not really, yet... At least none I focus on. Ive only been physical for a bit less than a year"
"Well, what would you like as a gift, then? I've collected quite a trove of trinkets and baubles. Mirrors that record footage, quills that never need ink, spices that make objects physical to the incorporeal... but no weapons."
"Ohh.. The third sounds interesting!!"
"But you have no need of it, do you? Unless, of course, you are fighting ghosts on a regular basis. How about a book that lets you experience the story for yourself?"
"Oohhh, ok!!" She smiles widely
Edmond starts moving, and, judging by the sounds, it's looking through some cluttered drawers. "Now, let us see... here we are." The hulking figure moves towards Chills at an unsettling speed. "Here it is: Places to Visit in the Domains of Dread. It has adventure, peril, and most importantly, sensory experiences unlike those anywhere else. Participate in the Tithe in Tepest, play the games at the Carnival, or go to a play in Kartakass. The book itself is safe, but you might feel some discomfort if you get hurt in the stories."
She smiles "Thanks!! Im sure theres nothing too bad in here. Im pretty used to discomforting feelings. Have you ever felt.... Dissolved?"
"Unfortunately, yes."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The thing in the Attic is humming what sounds like a slowed-down version of "Pop Goes the Weasel" in minor key.
Chills goes to see whats up
The sound leads to a Black Door that doesn't exist in any of her memories. It is wide open, but the inside is dark.
She knocks on it, before walking in "Heellloooo!!"
The room is almost completely dark, and even darkvision can't pierce the gloom. It is lit exclusively by a couple of candles. In the middle of the room sits a long dining room table, literally piled high with fine food. At the opposite end to Chills is a huge, misshapen silhouette.
"Welcome. Come in, take a seat. I have plenty of food, as you can see."
She sits quickly "Thanks!! Whats your name?"
"Alas, I have forgotten it. I remember that it began with an E, though. If I hear it, I'm sure I'll remember it. Could you give me a guess as to what my name was?"
"No, but all fine names in their own right. I will take... Edmond, for this conversation. Now, you have given me a gift. It is only proper that I give you one as well. Now tell me... any hobbies or talents?"
"Not really, yet... At least none I focus on. Ive only been physical for a bit less than a year"
"Well, what would you like as a gift, then? I've collected quite a trove of trinkets and baubles. Mirrors that record footage, quills that never need ink, spices that make objects physical to the incorporeal... but no weapons."
"Ohh.. The third sounds interesting!!"
"But you have no need of it, do you? Unless, of course, you are fighting ghosts on a regular basis. How about a book that lets you experience the story for yourself?"
"Oohhh, ok!!" She smiles widely
Edmond starts moving, and, judging by the sounds, it's looking through some cluttered drawers. "Now, let us see... here we are." The hulking figure moves towards Chills at an unsettling speed. "Here it is: Places to Visit in the Domains of Dread. It has adventure, peril, and most importantly, sensory experiences unlike those anywhere else. Participate in the Tithe in Tepest, play the games at the Carnival, or go to a play in Kartakass. The book itself is safe, but you might feel some discomfort if you get hurt in the stories."
She smiles "Thanks!! Im sure theres nothing too bad in here. Im pretty used to discomforting feelings. Have you ever felt.... Dissolved?"
"Unfortunately, yes."
"Sorry.... Im really familiar with it. Its what I felt for a while when I was a sorta-kinda-maybe ghost"
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
The thing in the Attic is humming what sounds like a slowed-down version of "Pop Goes the Weasel" in minor key.
Chills goes to see whats up
The sound leads to a Black Door that doesn't exist in any of her memories. It is wide open, but the inside is dark.
She knocks on it, before walking in "Heellloooo!!"
The room is almost completely dark, and even darkvision can't pierce the gloom. It is lit exclusively by a couple of candles. In the middle of the room sits a long dining room table, literally piled high with fine food. At the opposite end to Chills is a huge, misshapen silhouette.
"Welcome. Come in, take a seat. I have plenty of food, as you can see."
She sits quickly "Thanks!! Whats your name?"
"Alas, I have forgotten it. I remember that it began with an E, though. If I hear it, I'm sure I'll remember it. Could you give me a guess as to what my name was?"
"No, but all fine names in their own right. I will take... Edmond, for this conversation. Now, you have given me a gift. It is only proper that I give you one as well. Now tell me... any hobbies or talents?"
"Not really, yet... At least none I focus on. Ive only been physical for a bit less than a year"
"Well, what would you like as a gift, then? I've collected quite a trove of trinkets and baubles. Mirrors that record footage, quills that never need ink, spices that make objects physical to the incorporeal... but no weapons."
"Ohh.. The third sounds interesting!!"
"But you have no need of it, do you? Unless, of course, you are fighting ghosts on a regular basis. How about a book that lets you experience the story for yourself?"
"Oohhh, ok!!" She smiles widely
Edmond starts moving, and, judging by the sounds, it's looking through some cluttered drawers. "Now, let us see... here we are." The hulking figure moves towards Chills at an unsettling speed. "Here it is: Places to Visit in the Domains of Dread. It has adventure, peril, and most importantly, sensory experiences unlike those anywhere else. Participate in the Tithe in Tepest, play the games at the Carnival, or go to a play in Kartakass. The book itself is safe, but you might feel some discomfort if you get hurt in the stories."
She smiles "Thanks!! Im sure theres nothing too bad in here. Im pretty used to discomforting feelings. Have you ever felt.... Dissolved?"
"Unfortunately, yes."
"Sorry.... Im really familiar with it. Its what I felt for a while when I was a sorta-kinda-maybe ghost"
"It is alright. I hope that you do not have to experience undeath again. Wait." It looks back in one of the drawers. "Take this too." An iron coin on a string necklace floats into her hand. "While you have this with you, nothing can take hold of your soul, whether fiends, undeath, or dark magic."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The thing in the Attic is humming what sounds like a slowed-down version of "Pop Goes the Weasel" in minor key.
Chills goes to see whats up
The sound leads to a Black Door that doesn't exist in any of her memories. It is wide open, but the inside is dark.
She knocks on it, before walking in "Heellloooo!!"
The room is almost completely dark, and even darkvision can't pierce the gloom. It is lit exclusively by a couple of candles. In the middle of the room sits a long dining room table, literally piled high with fine food. At the opposite end to Chills is a huge, misshapen silhouette.
"Welcome. Come in, take a seat. I have plenty of food, as you can see."
She sits quickly "Thanks!! Whats your name?"
"Alas, I have forgotten it. I remember that it began with an E, though. If I hear it, I'm sure I'll remember it. Could you give me a guess as to what my name was?"
"No, but all fine names in their own right. I will take... Edmond, for this conversation. Now, you have given me a gift. It is only proper that I give you one as well. Now tell me... any hobbies or talents?"
"Not really, yet... At least none I focus on. Ive only been physical for a bit less than a year"
"Well, what would you like as a gift, then? I've collected quite a trove of trinkets and baubles. Mirrors that record footage, quills that never need ink, spices that make objects physical to the incorporeal... but no weapons."
"Ohh.. The third sounds interesting!!"
"But you have no need of it, do you? Unless, of course, you are fighting ghosts on a regular basis. How about a book that lets you experience the story for yourself?"
"Oohhh, ok!!" She smiles widely
Edmond starts moving, and, judging by the sounds, it's looking through some cluttered drawers. "Now, let us see... here we are." The hulking figure moves towards Chills at an unsettling speed. "Here it is: Places to Visit in the Domains of Dread. It has adventure, peril, and most importantly, sensory experiences unlike those anywhere else. Participate in the Tithe in Tepest, play the games at the Carnival, or go to a play in Kartakass. The book itself is safe, but you might feel some discomfort if you get hurt in the stories."
She smiles "Thanks!! Im sure theres nothing too bad in here. Im pretty used to discomforting feelings. Have you ever felt.... Dissolved?"
"Unfortunately, yes."
"Sorry.... Im really familiar with it. Its what I felt for a while when I was a sorta-kinda-maybe ghost"
"It is alright. I hope that you do not have to experience undeath again. Wait." It looks back in one of the drawers. "Take this too." An iron coin on a string necklace floats into her hand. "While you have this with you, nothing can take hold of your soul, whether fiends, undeath, or dark magic."
"Thank you!! Though... Ive surprisingly never met an unfriendly fiend. Only Sarana, so far"
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
Serenity is drawing on the foggy glass (Its foggy outside), a mu of hot coco in her lap
Gettin colder out?
She nods, Yeah, maybe it'll snow
(Possibly. I should probably prepare in case... Dont exactly have much for cold weather yet...)
Like scarfs and mittens?
(And coats or anything)
Huh, well maybe you could make some.
Im... Not exactly experienced in making anything like that
Me neither really
Well... What is your experience in?
Sleeping. Dream magic
Interesting... Any spells?
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
The thing in the Attic is humming what sounds like a slowed-down version of "Pop Goes the Weasel" in minor key.
Chills goes to see whats up
The sound leads to a Black Door that doesn't exist in any of her memories. It is wide open, but the inside is dark.
She knocks on it, before walking in "Heellloooo!!"
The room is almost completely dark, and even darkvision can't pierce the gloom. It is lit exclusively by a couple of candles. In the middle of the room sits a long dining room table, literally piled high with fine food. At the opposite end to Chills is a huge, misshapen silhouette.
"Welcome. Come in, take a seat. I have plenty of food, as you can see."
She sits quickly "Thanks!! Whats your name?"
"Alas, I have forgotten it. I remember that it began with an E, though. If I hear it, I'm sure I'll remember it. Could you give me a guess as to what my name was?"
"No, but all fine names in their own right. I will take... Edmond, for this conversation. Now, you have given me a gift. It is only proper that I give you one as well. Now tell me... any hobbies or talents?"
"Not really, yet... At least none I focus on. Ive only been physical for a bit less than a year"
"Well, what would you like as a gift, then? I've collected quite a trove of trinkets and baubles. Mirrors that record footage, quills that never need ink, spices that make objects physical to the incorporeal... but no weapons."
"Ohh.. The third sounds interesting!!"
"But you have no need of it, do you? Unless, of course, you are fighting ghosts on a regular basis. How about a book that lets you experience the story for yourself?"
"Oohhh, ok!!" She smiles widely
Edmond starts moving, and, judging by the sounds, it's looking through some cluttered drawers. "Now, let us see... here we are." The hulking figure moves towards Chills at an unsettling speed. "Here it is: Places to Visit in the Domains of Dread. It has adventure, peril, and most importantly, sensory experiences unlike those anywhere else. Participate in the Tithe in Tepest, play the games at the Carnival, or go to a play in Kartakass. The book itself is safe, but you might feel some discomfort if you get hurt in the stories."
She smiles "Thanks!! Im sure theres nothing too bad in here. Im pretty used to discomforting feelings. Have you ever felt.... Dissolved?"
"Unfortunately, yes."
"Sorry.... Im really familiar with it. Its what I felt for a while when I was a sorta-kinda-maybe ghost"
"It is alright. I hope that you do not have to experience undeath again. Wait." It looks back in one of the drawers. "Take this too." An iron coin on a string necklace floats into her hand. "While you have this with you, nothing can take hold of your soul, whether fiends, undeath, or dark magic."
"Thank you!! Though... Ive surprisingly never met an unfriendly fiend. Only Sarana, so far"
"Neither have I. I was simply trying to make a point, dearest."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The thing in the Attic is humming what sounds like a slowed-down version of "Pop Goes the Weasel" in minor key.
Chills goes to see whats up
The sound leads to a Black Door that doesn't exist in any of her memories. It is wide open, but the inside is dark.
She knocks on it, before walking in "Heellloooo!!"
The room is almost completely dark, and even darkvision can't pierce the gloom. It is lit exclusively by a couple of candles. In the middle of the room sits a long dining room table, literally piled high with fine food. At the opposite end to Chills is a huge, misshapen silhouette.
"Welcome. Come in, take a seat. I have plenty of food, as you can see."
She sits quickly "Thanks!! Whats your name?"
"Alas, I have forgotten it. I remember that it began with an E, though. If I hear it, I'm sure I'll remember it. Could you give me a guess as to what my name was?"
"No, but all fine names in their own right. I will take... Edmond, for this conversation. Now, you have given me a gift. It is only proper that I give you one as well. Now tell me... any hobbies or talents?"
"Not really, yet... At least none I focus on. Ive only been physical for a bit less than a year"
"Well, what would you like as a gift, then? I've collected quite a trove of trinkets and baubles. Mirrors that record footage, quills that never need ink, spices that make objects physical to the incorporeal... but no weapons."
"Ohh.. The third sounds interesting!!"
"But you have no need of it, do you? Unless, of course, you are fighting ghosts on a regular basis. How about a book that lets you experience the story for yourself?"
"Oohhh, ok!!" She smiles widely
Edmond starts moving, and, judging by the sounds, it's looking through some cluttered drawers. "Now, let us see... here we are." The hulking figure moves towards Chills at an unsettling speed. "Here it is: Places to Visit in the Domains of Dread. It has adventure, peril, and most importantly, sensory experiences unlike those anywhere else. Participate in the Tithe in Tepest, play the games at the Carnival, or go to a play in Kartakass. The book itself is safe, but you might feel some discomfort if you get hurt in the stories."
She smiles "Thanks!! Im sure theres nothing too bad in here. Im pretty used to discomforting feelings. Have you ever felt.... Dissolved?"
"Unfortunately, yes."
"Sorry.... Im really familiar with it. Its what I felt for a while when I was a sorta-kinda-maybe ghost"
"It is alright. I hope that you do not have to experience undeath again. Wait." It looks back in one of the drawers. "Take this too." An iron coin on a string necklace floats into her hand. "While you have this with you, nothing can take hold of your soul, whether fiends, undeath, or dark magic."
"Thank you!! Though... Ive surprisingly never met an unfriendly fiend. Only Sarana, so far"
"Neither have I. I was simply trying to make a point, dearest."
"Well, thank you, Mr. Edmond! You seem very nice! What brought you to this place?"
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
The thing in the Attic is humming what sounds like a slowed-down version of "Pop Goes the Weasel" in minor key.
Chills goes to see whats up
The sound leads to a Black Door that doesn't exist in any of her memories. It is wide open, but the inside is dark.
She knocks on it, before walking in "Heellloooo!!"
The room is almost completely dark, and even darkvision can't pierce the gloom. It is lit exclusively by a couple of candles. In the middle of the room sits a long dining room table, literally piled high with fine food. At the opposite end to Chills is a huge, misshapen silhouette.
"Welcome. Come in, take a seat. I have plenty of food, as you can see."
She sits quickly "Thanks!! Whats your name?"
"Alas, I have forgotten it. I remember that it began with an E, though. If I hear it, I'm sure I'll remember it. Could you give me a guess as to what my name was?"
"No, but all fine names in their own right. I will take... Edmond, for this conversation. Now, you have given me a gift. It is only proper that I give you one as well. Now tell me... any hobbies or talents?"
"Not really, yet... At least none I focus on. Ive only been physical for a bit less than a year"
"Well, what would you like as a gift, then? I've collected quite a trove of trinkets and baubles. Mirrors that record footage, quills that never need ink, spices that make objects physical to the incorporeal... but no weapons."
"Ohh.. The third sounds interesting!!"
"But you have no need of it, do you? Unless, of course, you are fighting ghosts on a regular basis. How about a book that lets you experience the story for yourself?"
"Oohhh, ok!!" She smiles widely
Edmond starts moving, and, judging by the sounds, it's looking through some cluttered drawers. "Now, let us see... here we are." The hulking figure moves towards Chills at an unsettling speed. "Here it is: Places to Visit in the Domains of Dread. It has adventure, peril, and most importantly, sensory experiences unlike those anywhere else. Participate in the Tithe in Tepest, play the games at the Carnival, or go to a play in Kartakass. The book itself is safe, but you might feel some discomfort if you get hurt in the stories."
She smiles "Thanks!! Im sure theres nothing too bad in here. Im pretty used to discomforting feelings. Have you ever felt.... Dissolved?"
"Unfortunately, yes."
"Sorry.... Im really familiar with it. Its what I felt for a while when I was a sorta-kinda-maybe ghost"
"It is alright. I hope that you do not have to experience undeath again. Wait." It looks back in one of the drawers. "Take this too." An iron coin on a string necklace floats into her hand. "While you have this with you, nothing can take hold of your soul, whether fiends, undeath, or dark magic."
"Thank you!! Though... Ive surprisingly never met an unfriendly fiend. Only Sarana, so far"
"Neither have I. I was simply trying to make a point, dearest."
"Well, thank you, Mr. Edmond! You seem very nice! What brought you to this place?"
"There were wayward souls here by the hundreds. People who couldn't afford a decent meal. The more that come through that door, the more satisfied I feel with my work."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The thing in the Attic is humming what sounds like a slowed-down version of "Pop Goes the Weasel" in minor key.
Chills goes to see whats up
The sound leads to a Black Door that doesn't exist in any of her memories. It is wide open, but the inside is dark.
She knocks on it, before walking in "Heellloooo!!"
The room is almost completely dark, and even darkvision can't pierce the gloom. It is lit exclusively by a couple of candles. In the middle of the room sits a long dining room table, literally piled high with fine food. At the opposite end to Chills is a huge, misshapen silhouette.
"Welcome. Come in, take a seat. I have plenty of food, as you can see."
She sits quickly "Thanks!! Whats your name?"
"Alas, I have forgotten it. I remember that it began with an E, though. If I hear it, I'm sure I'll remember it. Could you give me a guess as to what my name was?"
"No, but all fine names in their own right. I will take... Edmond, for this conversation. Now, you have given me a gift. It is only proper that I give you one as well. Now tell me... any hobbies or talents?"
"Not really, yet... At least none I focus on. Ive only been physical for a bit less than a year"
"Well, what would you like as a gift, then? I've collected quite a trove of trinkets and baubles. Mirrors that record footage, quills that never need ink, spices that make objects physical to the incorporeal... but no weapons."
"Ohh.. The third sounds interesting!!"
"But you have no need of it, do you? Unless, of course, you are fighting ghosts on a regular basis. How about a book that lets you experience the story for yourself?"
"Oohhh, ok!!" She smiles widely
Edmond starts moving, and, judging by the sounds, it's looking through some cluttered drawers. "Now, let us see... here we are." The hulking figure moves towards Chills at an unsettling speed. "Here it is: Places to Visit in the Domains of Dread. It has adventure, peril, and most importantly, sensory experiences unlike those anywhere else. Participate in the Tithe in Tepest, play the games at the Carnival, or go to a play in Kartakass. The book itself is safe, but you might feel some discomfort if you get hurt in the stories."
She smiles "Thanks!! Im sure theres nothing too bad in here. Im pretty used to discomforting feelings. Have you ever felt.... Dissolved?"
"Unfortunately, yes."
"Sorry.... Im really familiar with it. Its what I felt for a while when I was a sorta-kinda-maybe ghost"
"It is alright. I hope that you do not have to experience undeath again. Wait." It looks back in one of the drawers. "Take this too." An iron coin on a string necklace floats into her hand. "While you have this with you, nothing can take hold of your soul, whether fiends, undeath, or dark magic."
"Thank you!! Though... Ive surprisingly never met an unfriendly fiend. Only Sarana, so far"
"Neither have I. I was simply trying to make a point, dearest."
"Well, thank you, Mr. Edmond! You seem very nice! What brought you to this place?"
"There were wayward souls here by the hundreds. People who couldn't afford a decent meal. The more that come through that door, the more satisfied I feel with my work."
"Your work?"
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
The thing in the Attic is humming what sounds like a slowed-down version of "Pop Goes the Weasel" in minor key.
Chills goes to see whats up
The sound leads to a Black Door that doesn't exist in any of her memories. It is wide open, but the inside is dark.
She knocks on it, before walking in "Heellloooo!!"
The room is almost completely dark, and even darkvision can't pierce the gloom. It is lit exclusively by a couple of candles. In the middle of the room sits a long dining room table, literally piled high with fine food. At the opposite end to Chills is a huge, misshapen silhouette.
"Welcome. Come in, take a seat. I have plenty of food, as you can see."
She sits quickly "Thanks!! Whats your name?"
"Alas, I have forgotten it. I remember that it began with an E, though. If I hear it, I'm sure I'll remember it. Could you give me a guess as to what my name was?"
"No, but all fine names in their own right. I will take... Edmond, for this conversation. Now, you have given me a gift. It is only proper that I give you one as well. Now tell me... any hobbies or talents?"
"Not really, yet... At least none I focus on. Ive only been physical for a bit less than a year"
"Well, what would you like as a gift, then? I've collected quite a trove of trinkets and baubles. Mirrors that record footage, quills that never need ink, spices that make objects physical to the incorporeal... but no weapons."
"Ohh.. The third sounds interesting!!"
"But you have no need of it, do you? Unless, of course, you are fighting ghosts on a regular basis. How about a book that lets you experience the story for yourself?"
"Oohhh, ok!!" She smiles widely
Edmond starts moving, and, judging by the sounds, it's looking through some cluttered drawers. "Now, let us see... here we are." The hulking figure moves towards Chills at an unsettling speed. "Here it is: Places to Visit in the Domains of Dread. It has adventure, peril, and most importantly, sensory experiences unlike those anywhere else. Participate in the Tithe in Tepest, play the games at the Carnival, or go to a play in Kartakass. The book itself is safe, but you might feel some discomfort if you get hurt in the stories."
She smiles "Thanks!! Im sure theres nothing too bad in here. Im pretty used to discomforting feelings. Have you ever felt.... Dissolved?"
"Unfortunately, yes."
"Sorry.... Im really familiar with it. Its what I felt for a while when I was a sorta-kinda-maybe ghost"
"It is alright. I hope that you do not have to experience undeath again. Wait." It looks back in one of the drawers. "Take this too." An iron coin on a string necklace floats into her hand. "While you have this with you, nothing can take hold of your soul, whether fiends, undeath, or dark magic."
"Thank you!! Though... Ive surprisingly never met an unfriendly fiend. Only Sarana, so far"
"Neither have I. I was simply trying to make a point, dearest."
"Well, thank you, Mr. Edmond! You seem very nice! What brought you to this place?"
"There were wayward souls here by the hundreds. People who couldn't afford a decent meal. The more that come through that door, the more satisfied I feel with my work."
"Your work?"
"While this food is delicious, it doesn't make itself now, does it?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The thing in the Attic is humming what sounds like a slowed-down version of "Pop Goes the Weasel" in minor key.
Chills goes to see whats up
The sound leads to a Black Door that doesn't exist in any of her memories. It is wide open, but the inside is dark.
She knocks on it, before walking in "Heellloooo!!"
The room is almost completely dark, and even darkvision can't pierce the gloom. It is lit exclusively by a couple of candles. In the middle of the room sits a long dining room table, literally piled high with fine food. At the opposite end to Chills is a huge, misshapen silhouette.
"Welcome. Come in, take a seat. I have plenty of food, as you can see."
She sits quickly "Thanks!! Whats your name?"
"Alas, I have forgotten it. I remember that it began with an E, though. If I hear it, I'm sure I'll remember it. Could you give me a guess as to what my name was?"
"No, but all fine names in their own right. I will take... Edmond, for this conversation. Now, you have given me a gift. It is only proper that I give you one as well. Now tell me... any hobbies or talents?"
"Not really, yet... At least none I focus on. Ive only been physical for a bit less than a year"
"Well, what would you like as a gift, then? I've collected quite a trove of trinkets and baubles. Mirrors that record footage, quills that never need ink, spices that make objects physical to the incorporeal... but no weapons."
"Ohh.. The third sounds interesting!!"
"But you have no need of it, do you? Unless, of course, you are fighting ghosts on a regular basis. How about a book that lets you experience the story for yourself?"
"Oohhh, ok!!" She smiles widely
Edmond starts moving, and, judging by the sounds, it's looking through some cluttered drawers. "Now, let us see... here we are." The hulking figure moves towards Chills at an unsettling speed. "Here it is: Places to Visit in the Domains of Dread. It has adventure, peril, and most importantly, sensory experiences unlike those anywhere else. Participate in the Tithe in Tepest, play the games at the Carnival, or go to a play in Kartakass. The book itself is safe, but you might feel some discomfort if you get hurt in the stories."
She smiles "Thanks!! Im sure theres nothing too bad in here. Im pretty used to discomforting feelings. Have you ever felt.... Dissolved?"
"Unfortunately, yes."
"Sorry.... Im really familiar with it. Its what I felt for a while when I was a sorta-kinda-maybe ghost"
"It is alright. I hope that you do not have to experience undeath again. Wait." It looks back in one of the drawers. "Take this too." An iron coin on a string necklace floats into her hand. "While you have this with you, nothing can take hold of your soul, whether fiends, undeath, or dark magic."
"Thank you!! Though... Ive surprisingly never met an unfriendly fiend. Only Sarana, so far"
"Neither have I. I was simply trying to make a point, dearest."
"Well, thank you, Mr. Edmond! You seem very nice! What brought you to this place?"
"There were wayward souls here by the hundreds. People who couldn't afford a decent meal. The more that come through that door, the more satisfied I feel with my work."
"Your work?"
"While this food is delicious, it doesn't make itself now, does it?"
"So... Youre a chef, then?"
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I could probably make some. She yawned, But it would take a bit.
(How much would you charge?)
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I could probably make some. She yawned, But it would take a bit.
(How much would you charge?)
The cost to make the scrolls, and a bit more for the service.
(Alright, then...)
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"Unfortunately, yes."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Sorry.... Im really familiar with it. Its what I felt for a while when I was a sorta-kinda-maybe ghost"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
"It is alright. I hope that you do not have to experience undeath again. Wait." It looks back in one of the drawers. "Take this too." An iron coin on a string necklace floats into her hand. "While you have this with you, nothing can take hold of your soul, whether fiends, undeath, or dark magic."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Sleeping. Dream magic
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
"Thank you!! Though... Ive surprisingly never met an unfriendly fiend. Only Sarana, so far"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
Interesting... Any spells?
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
"Neither have I. I was simply trying to make a point, dearest."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Well, thank you, Mr. Edmond! You seem very nice! What brought you to this place?"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
Mmm, sleep. Augury. Divination. Astral projection. Dream.
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
(.. Have any scrolls or copies?)
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
"There were wayward souls here by the hundreds. People who couldn't afford a decent meal. The more that come through that door, the more satisfied I feel with my work."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Your work?"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
"While this food is delicious, it doesn't make itself now, does it?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"So... Youre a chef, then?"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
I could probably make some. She yawned, But it would take a bit.
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
(How much would you charge?)
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
*Hello!*
All stars fade. Some stars forever fall.
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If there was no light, people wouldn't fear the dark.
The cost to make the scrolls, and a bit more for the service.
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
*Hi*
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
(Alright, then...)
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)